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Here we are, face to face, looking for the silver spoon.

Hoping to find we're two of a kind.

Making it go, making it grow. Together, we're going to find our

way.

Together,

taking the time each day.

To learn all about those things you just can't buy.

Two silver spoons together.

You and I together.

You two were supposed to be back over an hour ago. What kept you? Well, Kate, we

got caught up in the classic struggle of man against fish.

See, in order to be a good fisherman, you've got to have perseverance,

intuition, courage.

And a charge account at Bert's Fish Market.

I thought we weren't going to tell her.

Oh, I would have found out eventually.

Word travels fast at 7 .95 pounds.

Oh, listen, I have some exciting news.

A reporter called, and he wants to interview Ricky.

A reporter?

Mm -hmm.

Why does he want to interview me?

He wants to talk to you about computers.

He heard that you were named Mr. Software at Lake Winnemucca's weekend

camp.

What a proud moment that was, too, Kate. I wish I'd been there to see Ricky

receive his trophy from Chief Floppy Disk himself.

Listen, I told that reporter that you were going to be home over an hour ago,

you better hurry up and change before you get here.

Can you believe it? I'm going to be interviewed by a big -time reporter.

I wonder where he's from.

Newsweek? Life magazine?

New York Times.

Hi, I'm Arnold Jackson from the PS89 Weekly Woodpecker.

I'm Ricky Stratton. Hello. This is my dad, Edward Stratton, and his secretary,

Kate Summers. Hello.

Hi, nice to meet you. Wow. So this is your living room.

Yeah. Man, I can't wait to see the game room.

Arnold, how long have you been a reporter?

Oh, for ages.

Almost half a semester.

Arnold, would you like to see the computer?

Sure. It's in the library.

Ben, if you want anything, just let me know.

Cookies, milk, pictures of me.

Arnold, would you like to ride the train or should we walk?

I won't take it. It's a nice day.

Let's walk.

Arnold, I don't think I'm very big news.

Just a regular kid.

Nothing special.

with computers. They're shopping with computers.

Someday, almost everything's going to be done by a computer.

Well, that's nice, but we need special stories at the pecker. Like, can you

embezzle a million bucks with this thing?

Arnold.

I'm sorry, Rick. I mean, I can't take what you've given me so far to my

He'll bury us on page nine next to P .E. Potpourri.

Find a better story.

Arnold, there is one thing some people do. It's called visiting.

Look, this may come as a shock to you, but visiting is done a lot, especially

holidays.

Not that type of visiting.

Come here.

Rick, what are you doing?

I'm talking to a computer. Rutledge.

has requested heat -resistant profile for a certain metal alloy.

Ooh.

This alloy is being used for rivets and a piece of military equipment.

Uh -oh.

Uh -oh what?

Restricted access on this information.

You know the military.

They put restricted access on everything.

I'm gonna try and break the code.

Can you do that?

Experimenting with a code -breaking algorithm that might just give us

I'm gonna break this code!

talk in Pulitzer.

Hey,

Ricky. Hi, Arnold.

Well, here you are. This week's copy of the Weekly Woodpecker. Check out the

headlines. Room 12 gets new blackboard.

Bad headline.

This one.

Computer whiz kid breaks military code.

Rather catching, isn't it?

Yeah, nice job, Arnold.

I think it's important for the people to know this.

It's just too easy to get military information with a computer.

But you didn't mention my name, right?

Hey, I always keep my sources anonymous.

This information was furnished by Ricky Stratton.

page before, and my editor wouldn't print it without all the details.

Well, at least you didn't print a picture of the plane.

I guess you haven't got to page three yet.

Agent Ferguson.

We're with the FBI.

Does Ricky Stratton live here?

Yeah, I'm his father. Is anything wrong?

I'd like you to take a look at this, sir.

The Weekly Woodpecker. Oh, this is Arnold's newspaper.

Notice the headline.

Room 12 gets new blackboard.

Not that headline. This one.

Your son and his friend Arnold have stolen top -secret military plans.

The Starlight 2000 is a supersonic fighter plane.

It's the most highly sophisticated piece of weaponry in America's arsenal.

Gee, and it's a great picture of it, too.

Well, I'm sure it was just an innocent mistake.

Listen, these kids are in serious trouble.

Well, it seems that they have committed a breach of national security.

And that spells treason, buddy. And treason in this country is punishable by

death.

The death penalty?

Isn't that a little harsh?

Couldn't I just ground him for a month or something?

We'd like to speak to your son.

Now, wait a minute. Just hold on.

You can't go barging in here. I'm an American citizen. I have my rights.

We have a search warrant.

All right. Come on in.

No barging.

Ricky! Hey, Rick!

He was down here a minute ago.

Check the backyard.

We'll be in the back.

Where is it?

We've got to get out of here.

Wait a minute.

Let's wait till the FBI leaves and we'll talk to my dad.

You want to get him into trouble, too? You used his computer.

He's an ambassador before the fact.

You're right, but couldn't we throw ourselves at the mercy of the FBI?

What mercy? Did the FBI show any mercy to John Dillinger, Al Capone, or Baby

Seal Nelson?

That's Baby Face Nelson.

That's even worse.

Who's got babier faces than us?

Feds are talking tough.

Espionage.

Treason.

The death penalty.

Yeah, and I don't want to be the first guy who needs a booster seat on the

electric chair.

But if we run, where will we go?

Well, there must be some place where a guy can go where they don't ask about

past. I got it.

It's perfect.

Where do guys go when they want to... have a great adventure, and get away

all the people.

A hot tub club?

No, they sail on a tramp steamer.

Ricky! Well, that's a great idea!

Why didn't I think of it? You're a genius!

Uh, what's a tramp steamer?

A tramp steamer is a ship that has no horn port. Think of it. So this all

over, we'll sail with the wind in our faces.

We'll go to far off lands.

Meet exotic women.

We can even start wearing Old Spice.

He's sick already.

We haven't even left the dock yet.

Look, instead of a tramp steamer, why don't we take a tramp bus?

Arnold, we agreed.

Well, we've got to get out of this crate. We're sitting on 150 pounds of

Look, if we ask the captain for a job now, all he has to do is say no.

But if we wait till we're sailing, he'll have to give us a job.

Here.

I want some more Limburger.

What are we here?

A couple of wharf rats nibbling on our cheese, eh?

No, sir.

I realize me and my friend Muscle God sitting in your cheese crate, but...

tattoo, by the way.

But I can explain.

See? We want to work, and we want to stay.

But leaving could be fun.

A couple of stowaways, Captain.

All right, I'll handle this.

Aye, aye, sir.

Captain Stark.

Stowaways, huh?

Come up here.

We were hoping to be hired as cabin boys.

What's your name?

Think you lads are up to it?

Yeah, sure.

You think you can lay aloft and clear a foul -topping lift in the middle of a

grand bank nor 'wester?

Can we lay aloft?

No sweat.

All right, then. You men are now crew members of the gnarly dog.

Finest bucket ever to limp across the seven seas.

been stark you work hard gonna be leaving port in an hour my

paul anchor i want to see that railing gleam from stem to stern we're working

soon don't we get an orientation lecture or something

meets your age, you're usually running from something.

Parents?

Police?

Um, we're not running from anybody.

Especially not the FBI.

I look at you, too. I think of me 40 years ago.

I remember like it was yesterday.

I signed on as a cabin boy on a leaky tub running sugar out of Havana.

At least it was sugar when we left Havana.

By the time we got to Singapore, cargo hold full of rats.

Bad teeth.

I love the sea.

Of course, every once in a while I think about the people I left behind.

Family, friends.

Sometimes I can still hear their voices, the sounds of the sea.

Did you ever see your family again?

No.

But it doesn't matter.

I've got my own family right here in the gnarly dog.

Pat, Finley, Chuck.

The Turk.

Peeping Tom.

Hiya, Tom.

And there's Mad Dog.

M -M -Mad Dog?

Yeah.

Every once in a while, he likes to gnaw on the timbers.

the ones I love.

The thing about running is once you start, it's mighty hard to stop.

Sometimes I feel like there's a wind pushing at my back, you know.

Once a man leaves, he'll never return.

Go home.

It's not in the mailbox.

Dear Dad, I know I did a real bad thing, and I don't want you to get in trouble

for my mistake.

I think it's best for everybody if I just disappear.

I love you, your son, Ricky.

P .S.

Your Evening with Danny Thomas album is in the hall closet.

Well, that's a coded message if I ever heard one.

Kate, I'm going out of my mind with worry. I know.

Ricky's out there someplace lonely, afraid, hungry. He could be hurt. He

be... McConnell, do something. You've got to find my son.

We're doing everything we can, Mr. Stratton.

Don't forget, we're the FBI.

If those kids are anywhere in this country, we'll find them.

We're the finest, most thorough law enforcement organization in the history

the world. There's no way two 12 -year -old kids can elude us.

Hello. Later, kid. I'm talking.

Our agents are... Ricky!

Arnold! Are you all right?

I'm fine.

Arnold, are you all right?

Yeah, but you better hug me to make sure.

I guess it's time to face the music, huh?

Listen, sirs, we didn't mean to give away any military information.

Would you accept our apologies?

And a dollar?

So, you think you can cute your way out of this? Well, let me tell you... Stop

it!

You've scared these boys enough.

Now, look, boys, nobody is going to put anybody in jail.

Arnold, they confiscated all the copies of the Weekly Woodpecker.

Okay.

And, Rick, all they want from you is the method you used to break their computer

code.

We've got to make sure that what you did can never happen again.

Sure.

Sure, I'll show you.

Good. We'll send the computer experts over tomorrow.

Ferguson, let's go.

Can I accompany the computer experts here? I'd love to ride that train.

Ferguson!

Thanks, Dad.

Son, if you're ever in any kind of trouble, no matter how bad, whether it's

breaking a window, getting a bad grade, treason, whatever

it is, I want you to know you can always come to me, and we'll handle it

together, okay?

You bet, Dad.

to find our way together taking the

time to stay to learn all about those things you

just can't