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Get that, will you?

Hello?

Yes.

Yes, he is.

Okay.

He wants us in his office right away. Who?

Carlson. Oh, call him back.

Tell him I'll be up in 40 minutes.

He said right away.

Dad, we have a contract, remember?

He gets to sell our services and we get the funds and facilities to continue our

work. Which we can't continue if we're running around all over the countryside.

Now, Dr. Weston.

If you insist, Dr.

Weston.

Don't forget your pants. You know how fussy Walter is about those things.

Thank you.

Hi, there.

Dan, Kate, this is Mr. Brian Kelly, head of the U .S. Energy Commission.

How do you do? I thought that Dr.

and Mrs. Western should be in on this phone call right from the beginning,

they are the directors of what we call the Clay Resource.

Dr. Weston, I've tried to get out of Walter just what the clay resource is

about, but I'm afraid he's too closed -mouthed.

Nevertheless, I know it's already developed an incredible reputation for

problems that seem to be unsolvable.

I hope you can pull one more miracle out of your hat. Put that call through to

Las Vegas now, please.

Who are you calling?

Mr. Lionel Parks.

The Lionel Parks?

The recluse that nobody has seen for ten years?

The Lionel Parks.

He's a very romantic figure.

Not so romantic if his corporation bypasses the United States and sells its

-yield energy system to the Middle East oil cartel.

Shut off the system.

What kind of a system is it? Basically, it's a system that'll triple the amount

of fuel you can refine from crude oil.

So much for romance.

Why won't you sell it to us? They've offered it to the highest bidder.

Yes.

Thank you.

They're ready with your call.

Start the machine, please.

Mr. Lionel Park?

The little Jim Fielder, Mr. Kelly. You and I have nothing to say. Let me speak

with Lionel Parks.

I've told him about your concern.

He sees no reason to change his mind.

Mr. Fielder, I don't believe you, and neither does the president.

He's given me strict orders to either speak directly to Lionel Parks or assume

officially that he's dead. Mr. Kelly, you've got to understand.

I'm only following orders.

We only want two minutes of his time.

I want to help as much as I can.

Let me see if you'll talk. Hold on.

This is Brian Kelly of the United States Energy Commission.

I was hoping we could get together, sir, either here or at your hotel in Las

Vegas.

I don't meet with anyone.

Mr. Parks, there's grave concern on the part of the federal government over sale

of your energy system to the Arab oil cartel.

They made the highest bid.

Sir, you're blackmailing your country.

The president insists on a face -to -face meeting.

What for?

Because, frankly...

We don't believe we're talking to the Lionel Parks.

You're wasting your own time. You've got 48 hours to make a higher bid. Good

day.

Any chance that that could be an impersonation?

Well, I won't categorically eliminate the possibility, but if it is, it's a

one. And I can't tell you how they're doing it.

Vocal patterns are as individual as fingerprints, and they seem identical

earlier recordings of his voice.

What is it exactly that you want the clay resource to do?

I believe Lionel Parks is either dead or no longer in full command of his

faculties. I want proof.

What good would it do? Kate, if he's dead, the government can arrest Fielder

fraud and prevent the sale.

If he's alive?

Then they've done something to him.

Parks has always been a super patriot. I can't believe it'd sell out his

country. It seems to me the first thing we have to do is to find out if he's

dead or alive.

Las Vegas.

Didn't I read somewhere that he's living in the Paradise Hotel?

It's one of three that he owns.

He presumably lives on the top floor.

And what about security?

Extensive.

These are blueprints on the building.

Study them.

I've had a couple of men trying to break that security for months. Last week we

lost one of them.

The other one will contact you and fill you in on whatever he knows.

How long are you folks planning on staying?

A couple of days.

Oh, well.

I hope you and the missus have a pleasant stay.

We will.

All right.

There you go.

And... Thank you.

Well, thank you, ma 'am.

Good luck at the table.

Why did he automatically assume we were married?

Because girlfriends don't come to Vegas for two days with enough luggage to last

for two weeks.

Well, you wouldn't want me to embarrass you by wearing the same outfit twice,

would you? The last time we came, you brought one long dress, a bikini, and a

toothbrush.

But we never left the room.

Well, that was pleasure. This time it's business.

You know, you may have been right.

What about?

About this not being our kind of work, contract or no contract?

It's a piece of cake.

We'll get in, get the answers, and get out.

If this is such a piece of cake, why do I have this chilly feeling?

Not chilly, cool.

You're an optimist, remember? That's why I married you.

Yes? Wesley, I was told to call you.

Meet me in the casino.

I'll be at the slides.

Third machine from the left.

Next to the wall.

I'm Dr. Weston.

The lady on your left is my wife.

Brought her wife?

We work together.

Wonderful.

Hamster, not a killer.

Why don't you tell me what you know? Don't look at me.

Why all the cloaks and daggers?

They haven't made me.

I'd like to keep it that way, if you don't mind. Tell me about the security

system they have around the parks.

Works.

Can you be a touch more specific?

I'm trying to act specific.

I found him face down in Lake Mead without a force.

I'm sorry.

Obviously, he found out something.

But what?

He's wired.

He managed to get up to the 14th floor.

He figured there's a system, and that was it.

I never saw him again.

Is that where Park was recorded?

He's lost his life.

He's peeled off tighter than a drum.

I'll tell you this much.

At the least, you're wasting your time.

At the most, your life.

And that's his encouragement.

Lots of luck.

Blessings, isn't he?

I'm scared, that's all.

Scared? You can imagine how that makes me feel.

You got a half double F?

You lost all of it?

Danny, you know I'm a terrible gambler.

I just fired some help from an invisible man.

Come on, let's go to work before you lose your family fortune.

What are we going to do?

I'm going to search the 14th floor.

You're going to help me.

Am I being held prisoner in the elevator?

You a guest of the hotel, ma 'am?

Well, let's just say I'm the guest of a guest in the hotel. I think you're on

the wrong floor, miss. Well, he gave me his key.

Here, look.

Your,

uh, friend is in 504, miss.

I thought it was 1504.

There is no 15th floor, ma 'am. Oh.

Silly of me.

What's that?

Computer room.

Couldn't be. There's no one in there.

Turn the system off a second.

Must be going stir crazy up here. Yeah.

Thank you.

Yeah,

I think there may be a loose wire.

What is it there? I think these triggers are blinking like mad.

All right, hit the gas.

Someone or something's in the computer room. Shut it off and let's get in.

Nobody in here.

Then there's something wrong with the system.

I want it repaired right away.

Okay. I'll get on it immediately.

Now what?

The elevator.

There must be a short in the whole electrical system up here. You'd better

the engineer.

Right.

They've got a sophisticated alarm system, including heat centers in the

Dan was a sitting duck.

Well, that explains Park's voice on the phone.

But it still doesn't tell us whether he's alive.

Oh, here he is, Walter. I'll put him on.

Hello, Walter. Are you all right?

Yes. You've got to be careful. It's anything but fun and games up there.

so I just found out.

I've been studying the blueprints that Kelly gave us. There's something

What? There's an elevator door in the computer room, and elevators usually go

someplace, especially when they're surrounded by heat sensors.

According to the plans, there's no elevator shaft.

Well, you'd better find out, and fast. We're running out of time. And remember,

either prove that he is dead or get face -to -face with him.

And then...

Keep me posted? Yes, I will. Bye. Bye.

Now that Plan A's gone up in smoke, what do we do now?

Turn to Plan B. Which is?

I was hoping you wouldn't ask.

You're brilliant.

I am?

Yes, you gave me Plan B in the casino two hours ago. I did?

It'll force Jim Fielder into letting me meet with Lionel Parks.

You're going to force Fielder into giving you a meeting with a man that

seen for years?

Well, actually, I'm not going to do it.

You are.

I know we've met someplace before.

I don't think so.

Palm Springs?

Nope.

Monte Carlo?

I doubt it.

Well, perhaps we could discuss it over dinner.

I think my husband might object.

Any husband who'd leave a babe like you alone can't be very smart.

Actually, my husband's never very far away.

Read all of it.

All of it.

Okay, here we go.

You don't call sevens in a room?

All right, coming down. Three, two, bet.

Seven, 11, eight.

Excuse me.

I'm Jim Field, the general manager of the hotel.

May I buy a drink?

Certainly, Mr. Fielder.

That was quite an extraordinary run of luck that you had there, Mrs. Uh, Mrs.

Weston.

Do you know how much you won?

I stopped counting after we reached $100 ,000.

We? My husband and I.

Well, you and your husband won in excess of $200 ,000.

Not to mention all the money everyone else won betting, will you?

In that case, let us buy you a drink, Mr. Fielder.

Where is he?

He'll meet us in the lounge.

I hope you'll give us an opportunity to win back some of what we lost.

There's no chance of that.

Our win wasn't an accident.

What was it?

My wife was using a system I devised.

I don't suppose you care to tell me what it is.

I'm afraid not.

But I might sell it to you.

Name your price.

I'll only negotiate with Lionel Park.

In person.

I'm afraid Mr. Parks doesn't see anyone.

He's maniacal about his privacy.

If he won't see me, I'll break the bank.

You'll have to close down.

Look, Mr. Weston, I don't like your game.

Systems come and go. I've seen them all.

Today you win, tomorrow you lose.

Good evening.

Okay, then game's over. But what if I told you I'm aware of that rather clever

computer you have?

You know, upstairs?

The one that so convincingly imitates Lionel Park's voice.

Now, if I don't see Lionel Parks now, I'll have to assume that he's dead.

And my husband always does his assuming publicly.

How did you find out? With the same system I use to win the money.

All right.

You hold the winning cards.

Parks is alive, but he's not in the hotel.

That computer up there seems to convince people that he is.

That's the way he wants it.

Prove it.

It'll take us to see him.

All right.

Honey, bring me a phone.

Homer, have the limousine brought around.

I have some people here that are going out to the farm.

Right.

Follow me.

This is Mr. Boone. He'll take you to Mr. Parks.

Sir, I'll have the first verse.

I'll have to take my word for it.

It's all right.

I don't know what you are or who you're working

for, but you're never going to bother me again.

I'd rather not have you killed here in the garage, but I will if I have to.

Get in.

Take a right there. The shack's about three quarters of a mile.

What's with him?

Gets carsick. That's the least of his problems.

Slow down, we're almost there

Where's he at?

Turn

around,

both of you. Hands behind your head.

Hey, lady.

I missed.

You nearly hit me. Walk through those trees and don't turn around.

Better do as she says.

She's not kidding.

I'm fine.

If either of you move a muscle, I'll shoot!

Did I say that right?

Very good, Mrs.

Weston. You have the makings of a terrific gangster.

Those two are going to be very angry. I doubt it.

They'll be too busy trying to think up a good excuse for letting us escape.

Danny, do you think they saw or didn't see? They didn't see me.

How can you be so calm? I'm still thinking.

You're also doing over 90 miles an hour. Would you mind slowing down a bit?

Sorry.

Can't we just keep driving and go back home?

No. Fielder and I have some unfinished business to take care of.

I want to find out once and for all if there really is a Lionel Park.

You've got that look on your face you get when you're mad.

We tried to kill it.

I may be old -fashioned, but that makes me very angry.

We are here.

You know what you have to do.

Is this the place where I'm supposed to say be careful?

Uh -huh.

Be careful.

Yeah, you too.

Feel the speaker.

Hello. Your office.

No.

I have a gun in my pocket, and the way I feel about you at the moment, I

wouldn't hesitate to use it.

Since you put it that way.

Shut off the system.

Turn off the system in the computer room.

Yes, sir.

I'm telling you, Parks isn't even in the country. You're a liar, Fielder.

That elevator over there goes down to a secret room.

It's ridiculous.

I know you've been using this computer to imitate Lionel Park's voice.

I know you had a federal agent killed.

You tried to kill me and my wife. I have enough on you to put you away for

years.

All right, open that door.

I'll have to talk to him first. No, we go down together.

Oh, and if my wife hasn't heard from me inside an hour, she'll call the FBI.

You've got five minutes.

But I can't let you stay here with your gun.

I never had one.

Mr. Parks?

Who are you?

My name is Daniel Weston.

Are you all right, Mr. Parks?

What did you say your name was?

Daniel Weston.

What's a Daniel Weston? Someone with an overwhelming curiosity as to whether

Donald Parks was a myth.

Or a reality.

Don't play games with me, young man.

What are you doing here?

I was about to ask you the same thing.

And why are you laughing? Because you don't look like him.

Like whom?

Like the man I always pictured as my executioner.

No, I'm not your executioner.

I came to get you out of here.

That is, if that's what you want.

Daniel Weston.

You know what else a Daniel Weston is?

What? A fool.

Why is that, Mr. Parks?

Because your curiosity is going to cost you your life, young man.

You're the first person outside of the field that I've seen in many, many

He wouldn't have let you in here unless he planned to kill you.

And perhaps me now as well.

I'm not planning on either one of us losing our lives.

Homer, Weston is in with Parks.

Find his wife.

She's got the limousine and she's got to be in the area.

Hurry. But how could it happen? And how could you let it happen?

For 20 years, I built this wall of secrecy.

And then they just... locked me away behind it. And you've been a prisoner

these years?

All they want is my signature and thumbprint on contracts.

I can't tell you what it's been like.

There's no day here, no night.

Who are you? I'm... I'm a scientist.

Who sent you? The government.

They're trying to prevent your corporation from selling a high -yield

system to the Arabs.

High -yield?

I've theorized that system ten years ago.

I always knew it would work.

But I'd never sell it to the Arabs.

Mr. Parks, are you ready to leave?

Wait, young man, just a minute.

You're moving too fast for me. We don't have very much time.

So that's all I do have.

And yet, seeing you like this unexpectedly, it's like

looking into a bright light suddenly, blinding. You'll just have to trust me.

How can I?

In a window, see, there are no secret ways out.

It's just that door.

Mr. Park.

I need your guarantee that you can keep a secret.

Young man, you get me out of here, I'll guarantee you anything.

I need your solemn promise that you won't reveal to a living soul what I'm

to show you.

Anything? Not yet, sir.

What about the helicopter?

It's almost ready.

Yes? Fieldy, you better get down here quick.

Parkes has collapsed.

I think he may have had a heart attack.

What is it?

Weston.

He says Parks has had a heart attack.

Could it be a trick?

Whatever it is, I've had enough of him and his wife.

Let's find out.

Where's Weston?

I'll find him. You take care of Parks.

What?

All right, Mr. Parks, let's go.

You mean we just walk out of here?

Exactly. I can't. Yes, you can. Here.

Come on, let's go.

You're Lionel Parks, remember?

Mr.

Parks?

Is that you?

What do you think it is?

Open the door.

Yes, sir, Mr. Barks.

Get the elevator for me?

Yes.

Happy, Ben?

Fine, sir.

Hold it!

Stop it!

So far,

so good.

How are you holding up?

I thought I was going to faint.

If you want to know the truth.

Well, just hang on. It's almost over.

Mr. Parks.

Who are you?

A hotel manager, sir.

What's your name?

Forbes, sir.

Lionel.

Forbes, call the police. Have this man arrested right away.

Yes, sir. Right away.

question.

I have just met with Parks. He has stopped the sale of the Arabs.

Fielder and his people are in jail.

And Mr. Parks has just made a very generous contribution to the clay.

There's only one piece of unfinished prison.

Pick a number.

You know we can't keep it. Not even a little.

All of it on 13 black.

All of it? All right. All right.

Easy come, easy go.