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I'll stick with you, baby, for a thousand years.

Chewing these golden gears.

Golden gears.

Got

a

bad flu that's a good kid.

Yes, sir, but there's heavy static.

Never mind the static.

This is Ohio State Police Captain Marsh.

Is this Andrews?

This is Ohio State Police Captain Marsh.

Is this Andrews? Can you clear that up?

Not if you want to keep this connection secure.

Give me that.

This is Andrews.

What's your situation, Captain?

Say it again, please.

What is your situation?

Turn up the gain on that, son.

I haven't got much gain left, Captain.

Then give me what you got.

We've got three dangerous fugitives down there, and we're up here playing with

ourselves.

Andrews, are you getting me?

Are you getting me?

Yes,

good enough.

Now tell me what your situation is.

The man I talked to in Washington said you'd say a word.

That word is castigate.

Now tell me what your situation is.

God, I hate this bureaucratic bull.

The cruiser you're looking for is parked on an old rail bed in the town of

Greenbush. We verified the license number, the markings, and a scratch on

right rear door.

Where is Greenbush?

Western Ohio.

Now we got three people in it.

Not moving.

It could be cooping.

Sleeping?

That's only my estimate, Mr. Andrews. I don't think they're playing possum, but

they're good.

So, Mr.

Andrews, what are your instructions?

My instructions are... Hey.

What the hell are you doing in here, mister?

My job.

You have no access to the communication facilities of this installation?

I'm afraid he does.

Who the hell are you?

My name is Burton.

He's taking over from here.

Really?

So answer my question.

What do you think you're doing in here?

Mr. Andrews has been put in charge of the search and recovery operation by the

Secretary of Defense.

I thought you had been informed.

Recovery? Is that what you intend?

Of course, General. What else?

Andrews, have we lost you?

Not at all, Captain Marsh.

I want your men to open up on the tires and lower body of that car.

Keep away from the gas tank.

I copy.

You're going to flush three people.

Two women, one older than the other.

And a man roughly aged 60.

If we fire at the body of that cruiser with scatter guns, we may wound some of

them. Just don't hit the old man.

What about the others?

Waste them.

You can't do that, you damn butcher.

Well, General, you look like you're in pretty good shape to me.

If knocking a couple of my teeth out is worth a drumhead court -martial, go for

it.

You know exactly what I said and what I meant, Captain Marsh.

Do you copy?

Do you copy my instructions, Captain Marsh?

I copy.

I can read you just fine.

Get back to me.

There he is.

Report back to me after the smoke clears.

I couldn't stand to miss the final chapter.

Well, I'll be in touch.

Are you going to do it, Captain?

Good God, no.

That scum Bucket wants anybody wasted, he can do it himself.

Then why... Because I'm tired of crapping around.

If they wake up, maybe we will have to shoot.

When the Ohio cop comes back online... We'll get a light, sir.

Good.

This isn't over.

Of course not, General.

We still have a lot of work to do with Mr. Williams.

But as for your pet terrier, you're a filthy son of a bitch.

It's just as well he was a party pooper.

We're going far away with this, Bozo.

Tear up the tires and tear up the ground in front of the car.

I don't want any holes in the car.

I don't want anyone shot.

I see any holes in the car and I find out who put them there, the person's

to be scraping up road pizza on a night shift.

One year for each hole. You got it? Yes, sir.

Until and unless we learn otherwise, people in that car are asleep.

No danger to us.

But if they make a move against us, you do what you have to do.

Arnie, Bill, left front, scatter guns.

Vinnie, Craig, right front, same.

Jack, Sean, rear tire, service revivalers.

The rest of you, just stand and watch.

What about me, Captain?

Try not to pick your nose. And if you forget, try not to park what you find on

your pants.

Huh?

Just back us up and wait, Dylan.

Move in on the wings.

Get to within 30 yards and stop.

That ought to be safe enough, shouldn't it?

Take out the front tire? Sure.

Maybe we kick up a little dirt on the first shot and get in the range, but so

what? That's why they issue pumps.

Everything will be just fine, Captain. Yeah, that's what they told us in NUM.

Sean, Jack, think the ditches.

Get as close as you can.

I think there's snakes in those ditches. Never mind the snakes.

Just make damn sure you don't put a hole in the gas tank of that cruiser.

All right, wait for my signal. I'll drop my hand.

All right, now, everybody, move out.

This is a whole lot different from range practice.

My boys could have your attention for a moment, please.

Who shut out the flasher bar?

Road pizza.

You, in the car.

Throw out your weapons and come out with your hands up.

I'm going down there.

Uh, Captain, if someone in that car was of a mind to start shooting, he could...

Shut your door, old lion.

You! You in the car!

I'm coming over.

I'm not carrying my gun.

I repeat, I'm not carrying my gun.

You're crazy.

Let's just stand down over here a little.

You know?

Cool out.

Let's get to know each other.

will poke me till I cry.

Why don't we call Captain Marsh back again?

No.

No, why not?

Because there are certain men you don't push.

Not unless you want your head handed to you in a liquor basket.

Mr. Andrews?

What have you got for us, Captain?

No,

no, my friend. You haven't lost me.

It's just that we don't get to shoot it out with the three stooges every day of

the week.

They put three scarecrows in the cruiser.

I think they named them for some fellas who work for you.

Mr. Andrews! It

was

actually quite wise of him.

General Cruz to leave when he did.

I think if he had been here when that happened, I might have ripped his face

off.

I'm not sure I understand what... What happened?

They ditched the cruiser.

That's what happened.

I'm sorry about the radio. I seem to have lost my temper, don't I?

Well, under the circumstances, it's... If there's anything I can't stand more

than being laughed at, it's being sucked up to by people who are scared of me.

But I am.

Sorry about the radio.

I am.

Do you want me to get back in touch with Captain Marsh, or... I don't care what

you do.

Just leave me out of it.

For now.

I've got some thinking to do.

Say it's about time, wouldn't you?

I'll tell you what, though.

That bitch has jerked my chain for the last time.

Think you can handle it, Hall?

Well, he's fine.

And it's the best way.

It's nuts. That's what it is.

I didn't come all this way to be separated from you now.

They're looking for three people, Gina.

An elderly woman, an elderly man, and a beautiful younger woman.

I don't remember hearing anything about beautiful, Harl. I should get you to see

how scared she is.

I'm not scared.

It's just... What they're not looking for is a man all on his own

and two women, mother and daughter, taking the bus to Chicago.

I just don't want to be separated from you, Harl. It feels wrong.

Is anybody getting on here? Because I got a schedule with you.

Hold your horses, Max.

You promise?

Take care, Graham.

You bet, kiddo.

You remember the address of that place.

See that?

See you there.

Come on, Mom. We don't want to get left on the side of the road, do we? Boy, I

hate the side of the roaders.

They're not like this on the Indiana side, let me tell you. Drive the bus and

put your mouth in neutral. How does that sound?

Yeah, yeah, you can't talk to me like that.

So much.

I love you.

Bye, Nina.

Did she hurt something?

Yes.

Perfect. Then make it better.

You guys are as ugly as ever, aren't you?

Still got your voice act up there, Terry?

Of course you do.

Your mama didn't raise no fools, did she?

Well... At least you'll have a record of this if...

you ever get back here.

I came in here to think... It's the only office at Falco.

I'm almost positive Andrews doesn't have a key to it.

Almost.

I should have known you'd go rogue.

Yeah. For the first time, I... Got a look at your friend that...

You dead yet, Terry?

I finished with the rewire on panel four.

Very good.

We'll download the database in the morning.

I still have some calculations that I want to do tonight.

What should I start on now?

Nothing. That's it for today.

You can go home now if you want to.

Good night.

Thank you.

Well, I'll see you in the morning.

Felipe.

Yes, sir.

Lock the door when you leave.

This is Dr. Todd Hunter, and I... Yes, I'll hold.

Yes?

I need a section of cable patch.

Yes.

And eight feet would do it.

Part number 4663.

What do you mean, what's it for?

It's for my work, you idiot!

I am not about to allow the advancement...

of scientific endeavor grind to a halt because I am two feet short of a proper

connection. Now get it over here immediately.

Nobody's doing any thinking.

Plenty of running around, but no thinking.

I had to take all the blame myself.

I was so sure I could catch them.

Reach out my hand.

And catch them.

Yeah, okay.

She clouded my judgment. I admit it.

This isn't the first time she's gotten in my way.

Terry Spann and I go back a lot of years.

But that's neither here nor there. The question is, is where are they?

Where in hell's name are they going?

And who'd know?

Administration section, Mrs. Rogers speaking.

Let me speak to Major Morland.

I'm sorry, Major Morland is updating his files and can't be disturbed.

This is General Cruz, Mrs. Rogers.

If I'm not talking to Major Morland within the next 15 seconds, you're going

finish your career as a staff liaison officer commuting between Cambodia and

Iraq. General Cruz, I didn't recognize your voice.

Just get him now.

Yes, sir.

I'll just, I'm not cutting you off. I'm just going to put you on hold.

Thank you, sir.

Yeah, no problem. Where you headed?

Chicago. Ah, we think of the light, my friend.

Dr.

Tarnhunter. What do you want?

I've got your cable.

Oh, good.

Give it to me.

Uh, I need your signature on some form. I...

Don't have time for this. But I can't release this without the proper

Do you have a pen?

Sure.

This one's from Andrew Moreland.

Over here. This pen is running out of ink. Do you have another pen?

Yeah.

Let me hold this for you.

Do you think Copernicus had to put up with this?

Galileo, Einstein.

Go away!

General Cruz.

Is that the complete Williams file?

Yes. It's bulky, but you said to bring everything.

Including your memos and the last two physical exams Williams took.

Now, as to this business about the exams, General Cruz, I want you to know

it has never been my policy to obstruct... I'm sure it wasn't.

Now, call Mrs. Rogers. Tell her to order everyone to go home right now.

What? I want that administration wing empty before they shut this place down.

You understand me?

Yes, sir.

That is.

When she yells frog, does everybody jump, mister?

Oh, yes. Yes, sir, they do. Have her yell frog at the top of her lungs.

And have her tell them no more calls are to be answered today.

And if the phones ring, they're to let them ring.

Have you got that? Yes, sir. Get on it.

Mrs. Rogers.

Moreland.

Major John Moreland.

I'll go claim. How may I direct your call?

Same as last time.

Moreland, in administration.

Nobody picks up there.

Oh, that's really not possible.

Never mind, operator.

Get me extension 946.

Yes, sir.

Hello. Burton here.

Andrew's here.

I want you to go over to administration and call me back.

What for?

Just get over there and call me back. Do it now.

if there's anything I can do to help the general.

Yeah, there sure is.

Power up Terry's computer.

Get connected with Central Records in Washington.

I have no Central Records authorization, General. I don't care about

authorization, Major.

Things have gone way past that point.

You mean to tell me you can't get into Central Records?

That you don't spend half your time nosing around, seeing what you can find

I bet you even had a look at my files, for that matter.

General Cruz, I would never, never, Can you get in, or can't you?

Well, I do happen to have a password, which, if it hasn't changed, and there's

modem on this van's computer console... There is.

Do it.

How we doing, Major?

I'm in.

The code word still works.

I'll find Harlan Williams' file.

Yes, sir.

I want your pilot.

Believe me.

What? You heard me.

Do it!

I know this offends every instinct of your bank clerk's soul, Major.

But if Jude Andrews hasn't gotten air out of us, he's only one step behind.

Andrews? That scary guy with the dead eyes? What's he got to do with this?

I mean, I couldn't even find his name in the...

That's right.

He's shop major.

And you won't find any shop personnel on any file mere mortals like us can

access.

There's just one man in all the world you'd less like to have on your tail.

And that's me.

That's piracy. That's theft.

That's vandalism.

It's against the law. You can go to jail.

It's not a suggestion, Warren.

It's an order.

What?

I refuse the order.

Hello. Uh, hello. I told you to call me.

What's the matter with you, Curtin? You been taking dumb pills again?

They're all gone. Most of the computers are still on, but the people who were

supposed to be working them are gone.

It's like a ghost ship in here.

How did you know?

Never mind how I knew.

Now listen and listen closely.

Our friend General Cruz.

He was possibly under the influence of his idiot protege.

He's also going rogue.

Cruz? Shut up.

There's either something in the janitor's file to indicate where they're

or Cruz thinks there is.

He's trying to wipe them out, all of them, before we have a chance to get

You have hard copy on the janitor's file, don't you?

Tell me you have hard copy.

Hard copy on the janitor's file.

Why would I have a hard copy on the janitor's file?

You don't.

I don't.

Never mind.

Don't talk anymore. Just sit down at one of those computer terminals.

Get central records in Washington.

If we're lucky, very lucky, we may be able to get to that file before Cruz has

chance to send it the day to heaven.

But how do you know that Cruz... I know.

I know.

If you ever intend to have children, get me that file.

Major Moran, either that file gets deleted or you do.

Well, if you put the order in writing, General Cruz, I suppose.

Burton, if you screw this up...

Should have it in writing.

When Major Morland deleted Harlan Williams' files from Central Records, he

following my orders. Signed, General Crude. There.

Are you satisfied, Major?

Yes. Now, if you could just date him. I'll date him later. Just do it. All

right.

What if who's just trying to get in now?

I better lock it up before I delete it.

Better to be safe.

What's today's code term?

Today's word.

Today's word.

It's, uh, something, something, uh,

uh, something to do with birds, something to do with that.

These words is, uh... Sparrowhawk!

Sparrowhawk! Sparrowhawk.

Go back. Sparrowhawk is two R's. Two R's.

What is going on here? And who the hell are you?

Just a minute.

No, don't move.

Listen, I am authorized to be here, okay?

No.

No, no, no, no.

Look, look, look, look. I need to see some identification, okay?

Now, do you see this red border around this badge, my meddling friend? Do you

see that?

Yes, sir, and if you'd have been wearing it in the first place, you'd have saved

us both a lot of trouble.

I'm sorry to have bothered you.

Not half as sorry as I am.

Uh, sir?

Do you know where everybody else is?

No, not at all.

But I do know one thing.

Sir?

I wish I were with him.

It's done.

Good. Let's go, Major. We got places to go.

Where?

Chicago.

Windy City, that toddlin' town.

I can't go to Chicago.

This is our square dancing night. My wife would kill me.

No, she won't.

But I know who might.

How are you gonna explain to Jude Andrews why you deleted vital

so desperate to get his hands on?

Oh, no.

No, this isn't gonna do you any good.

The Department of the Interior will have a complete pile on Williams.

All I'm trying to do is to tie Jude Andrews up long enough to give us a good

head start.

We'll need one.

But... I have your orders. I have your written orders.

Just how much difference do you think this little piece of paper is going to

make to that psycho?

Afternoon, Major Moreland.

Are you all right?

Yes.

I'm fine.

May I have your keys, sir?

What for?

I need to look in the trunk.

What for?

I'm just following orders, sir.

Everything seems to be in order, sir.

It does?

I suggest you get moving while you can, sir.

Thank you, son.

Time remains life.

And this one is for Central Records.

This one is for Mrs. Rogers' file.

This one is for legal.

And this one is your own personal.

Warning. This is an improper connection.

We have sent the wiring sequence book for proper installation.

Improper connections can result in serious.

Could result in serious.

Scientific achievement.

Serious.

Very serious.

What are you looking at?

Just the end of the day.

You're worried about Harlan.

Oh, Harlan can take care of himself.

He once beat a man to his knees because the man who was standing outside the

door of a bar made suggestive remarks about my legs.

Harlan was very protective of my honor.

And he was very young, of course.

He must have loved you very much.

We loved each other very much.

Seems to me that in those days, the world was filled with love.

We didn't have a pop to you know what in, or a window to throw it out of, as

Harlan used to say.

But we hardly noticed.

He was young and strong, and we both believed that there was plenty of time

him to go to college.

After his sisters finished their schooling, he practically raised them,

know.

Told me.

What

is

happening to him, Miss Vance?

I mean, how can he be getting younger like he is?

Do you think you could call me, Terry?

Yeah. All right. I guess I could do that.

The experiments that Todd Hunter has been running

in the particle accelerator that he designed had something to

do with regeneration.

to turn back the clock.

Make living tissue get younger.

Something all the night dreams in the world can't do.

And that's what's happening to Harlem.

Feels like we're making some good time, mister.

Just past midnight and we're already across the state line.

Those all?

Hey, mister.

Hey,

mister.

It was dark a second ago.

What's happening?

What's happening?

Oh,

man. Oh,

come on, God. Don't tell me you missed this. The dashboard went all crazy. The

sun came back up.

green light.

It's him.

It's all because of him.