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Thank you.
So then what did Brian call you?
A trouble type, whatever that means. Well, it probably means that he's
better grades in school than you are.
Mom. Okay.
Okay. So what did you say to Brian?
Well, I don't think he wants to hear the exact words.
That means I'm going to get a note about this from your teacher.
Not unless she can speak Spanish.
Getting just like your father.
Can I go to the comic book? Sure.
I'll meet you at the deli. Okay.
They call you Jonathan, don't they?
Jonathan Kurpatrek, eh?
Jonathan!
Kurpatrek, eh?
I don't see no backing up, Frankie.
Take a break before Fracking's head comes off.
What do you think you are, Fracking? Dance class?
You got it.
Hey, Pop.
You want to tell this guy what happens to a boxer that always backs up and
his left?
I'm going to send you to dreamland, Mr. Ringer.
Hear that, Fracking?
Lights out. You lose.
Of course, you might not have the right man for the job.
Something never happens.
Takes a whole lot of nerve.
Step on your gloves and step into the ringstand toe to toe.
Man, just watch it. I've been watching. You're afraid of your opponent.
Maybe you should get out of boxing.
Do something else, like stand on the corner with a pistol, a pint of whiskey,
and a crack rock in your pocket. Something that takes no nerve to do at
Over here, baby. Here.
Ha! Best punch I've seen all night.
You go a couple more rounds and I'll be right over.
I'd have popped him one when he swung at me. Yeah, there's only one place to hit
a young man.
Yeah, right in the ego.
Besides, busting a young man's head won't do anybody any good anyhow.
Mr. Hawk, I heard your name from some mutual friends.
I believe I can give you some employment.
for your talents.
So, did you finish your homework?
Did you finish your homework? No?
Okay, sit around. Do that homework.
Then you can watch TV.
What do you have to do tonight?
Okay.
You finish that homework and then TV.
Okay?
See you later?
The first time we had trouble like this, we were living in Santiago.
We'd moved down there six years ago in connection with my job.
I was selling communications equipment to the lower five, you know, Chile,
Argentina, Paraguay, Uruguay, Bolivia.
Big systems, telephone exchanges, radio nets, cellular phones.
Yeah, government sales, huh?
Military buying up equipment for secret police and death squads. Right.
I just wanted to make some sales.
My first sales contacts were arranged through the State Department.
But you are right.
Some of the equipment did end up in odd hands.
I mean, I would see plainclothes police that I hadn't dealt with carrying my
radios.
Some of the equipment turned out to be fairly useful for surveillance work.
It made some people angry, didn't it, being spied on?
I started getting death threats from the opposition, urban terrorists,
guerrillas. I mean, even against my wife and child.
I mean, can you imagine?
I mean, me, I can sort of understand that, but them?
Well, it wasn't worth that. I closed down my South American operation and
us back up here a couple of years ago. But they are still coming after us.
So... A guerrilla tourist group takes a 6 ,000 -mile trip north to settle an old
grudge against a telephone salesman.
The only thing I can think is that they have me confused with somebody else.
Or maybe somebody is piggybacking on my export license.
I never would have done business with those governments if I knew it could
to this.
And I am certainly not doing anything with them now. You can believe that.
You look very worried. You should call the police.
No, no, no, no, no police.
You know how they are. They all fill out a report and then they'll forget about
it. I want this thing to end.
Now.
No.
You don't need me.
Yes, we do.
Whatever you believe, whatever you might think about whom we sold to in Latin
America, someone is trying to kill us.
The first target they picked was our child.
Will pay You
know this man out there
Just the things you need.
For how long?
A few days, a week. Take you somewhere safe where I can sort all of this out.
What about this man outside?
We'll deal with that. Now move.
Don't let the shadows fall across the windows.
You scared?
Yes. Good.
You stay that way.
And you follow every order as quickly as you can.
Okay?
Yes, sir.
How long have you lived with your parents?
It was a dark date.
Almost before I can remember.
Now I know all of this frightens you.
But nothing's going to happen to you or your mom and dad as long as I am here.
You understand?
No, no, no.
It was revenge, pure and simple.
And this man is going to set it right.
I've explained to your wife what to do.
Now, if they're out there, they know my car and yours.
So you give me 45 seconds and then we'll hear.
Right.
You'll be safe here. Meet Mr. Ringer.
You'll get to know him well while you're here.
You must be the Kirkpatricks.
Welcome.
Let's get your luggage.
What is this? Place.
Small country retreat with a few extra amenities.
Of course, Safer.
You own this place?
It is yours while you are here.
There are no telephones safer that way.
If you need to communicate with someone, ask Mr. Ringer. Your rooms are here.
Does every room have one of these?
Absolutely. Remember your code, 221.
Doors lock automatically when you shut them.
Now, what I need from you is a list of all your regular activities.
Your dresses, your office, your athletic club, Jonathan's school. Any place
where those men might have picked up your trails so I can pick up theirs.
I'll show the boy, Andrew.
This, mi amigo, is where you sleep.
It's... a nice room.
Thank you.
Can you keep a secret?
Sure, okay.
Let me show you something.
There's a secret passage that leads from this room...
To the basement.
You need a place to run, Jonathan.
You run down here.
Just remember the combination.
Cuatro, uno, tres.
Say it.
Cuatro, uno, tres.
I need something from you, por favor.
Tell me.
Those men in the supermarket, did you recognize them?
The men?
No.
How many were there?
Jonathan, do you have any idea why this is happening?
I guess because the people down there where we used to live hate my mom and
dad. They wanted to kill us, but... Yeah?
That doesn't mean you have to shoot back, does it?
If someone tries to kill you, you wouldn't fight back?
I guess.
I don't know.
I just don't want to have those people hurt, you know?
The people at the supermarket, they're not.
We're pretty much all settled in.
Anything else I can tell you?
Negative. As a matter of fact, I have some phone calls to make.
himself we're packing the 357 kind of passe don't think
600 rpm only thing the agency issues now
hey you still paid up on the retired operatives association i'm sure they
probably swing you the discount i don't need one says you still think firepower
makes you a man all i need is some information
What's this? No small talk? Come on, butter me up.
Tell me how good I'm looking.
You're a lot better looking than the last time we met, when you needed some
favors from me that you could not do yourself.
All right, all right.
Okay.
That car you wear conditioned?
Just as you predicted.
Paid for in cash, for any registration.
And that leaves us with Nathan Kilpatrick.
He has an export license for non -lethal technology to South America. He lived
there for several years.
And he moved back home a couple of years ago.
All indications are he's clean.
So clean that his wife and son were delicately approached at a supermarket,
followed by a pod to do at the house, which ended up in a machine gun ballet.
That does not add up.
Beats me.
But whatever the reason, I make your bet.
Your day.
This dude that's after him stands 5 '8", weighs 145, and before he became a one
-name hero, answered the name of Victor Lyle.
What makes you think Victor's involved?
Because you're right. Not many Latin rabble -rousers can start a toothpick
collection up here, much more dense and tangled like last night.
But Vic, he went to Berkeley.
Rumored to be back in the U .S. and he's got the right attitude.
He's a hot -headed 25.
And the insurgents are hoping it's going to be the next Che Guevara or Simon
Boulevard, depending on how you want to distort your reality.
He's active all over the lower five.
He's supposed to be fearless, then he's relentless.
Who put Victor on his life mission?
Don't ask me. I wasn't there.
But I'll let you in on one thing.
If you do ice them, you're a lucky man. Lucky?
The General Lee Simons of a price on this had one million in American money.
I wonder where our foreign aid was going.
You! Get her to go!
Come on!
Dentro del carro!
Mamá, por favor, dentro del carro!
Párez! Dobby, Párez!
Vamos!
Por favor, métete!
Métete, por favor, ya no!
Please, señor!
Métete, por favor, no uses la pistola! No me disculpes!
Vamos!
I found those two people from the supermarket.
I could have shot them.
No te preocupes, I didn't.
Because of you.
Me? You asked me not to this morning, didn't you?
Tell me something.
Where were you born?
¿Dónde naciste?
En Buenos Aires, Argentina.
Buenos Aires.
Is that where the Kirkpatricks adopted you?
Yes.
more than I told you. I was five when I went to live with them after my real
parents were killed.
How do you know your real parents are dead?
Because I was there when the soldiers came.
My whole family was there.
And uncles, my cousins, and grandparents.
And suddenly, men with machine guns were breaking down the door.
and shooting.
My father hid me in a closet.
When the soldiers put me out, there was blood everywhere.
They told me everyone was dead.
What does the name Victor Lael mean to you?
That was the name of my brother.
Was that who came up to you in the store?
I don't know.
I don't remember what he looked like.
He was away at school for most of my life.
And the other person?
It was a woman.
Why did she shoot at us?
Who is she?
My mother.
My real mother.
So not only did you take money and payment from those colonels, but you
child. No, it's not that simple. There was a guerrilla war going on. Children
were being orphaned by it right and left.
But you didn't go to the church or to the Red Cross.
Well, they told us that Jonathan's parents had been killed.
And you believed them.
Of course, we had no reason not to believe them.
All right.
We suspected that they had been killed for political reasons.
But it was going on all around us. There was nothing we could do about it.
And we believed them or we couldn't have possibly gone through with it.
We were only thinking of the child.
So now what do you think?
Look, we loved Jonathan and we thought we could give him a better life.
What difference does it make to you anyway?
What difference does it make?
Maybe just three, four hundred years when slavers slaughtered the people of
color and sold our babies just like those colonels sold Jonathan to you. I
to you, we didn't know that his mother was alive. We thought we were saving
And after somebody started coming after you, you had to suspect.
Suspect what?
That somebody was coming after us or the child?
I mean, we really don't know what's going on.
When are you going to start telling me the truth? You know you took the child
illegally. Whatever you might think, I know that if his mother is alive, she
cannot love him like we do. She was shooting into his
bedroom. He can't be her child, not anymore, not in her heart.
But he is our child, and we are not going to lose him.
his mother.
And then?
We'll have to see.
You listened, didn't you?
Yes.
Nothing you don't know about, huh?
Escuchame, niñito.
Al malabarista.
Still has all the balls in the air.
We don't know where they're going to fall, but they are going to fall.
Soon.
You're going to have a hard decision to make.
¿Me entiendes?
No.
Claro que sí.
Hawk.
Shh.
I know.
It shouldn't come up so fast.
But it's time to grow up.
I can do it.
Only you can, Niñito.
What does it look like I'm doing?
You promised you would not use the gun. I promised to reunite my family.
Victor, this is wrong.
Maybe we should go home. No.
They killed my father, my uncle, my aunt, everyone we loved. And they took
brother. Now I want him back.
Victor, this is wrong.
This is not your father's way.
You don't understand.
I don't understand.
You want to get back at them for everything that they have done to you.
But, Victor, if you do that, then the Coroneles and Generales will have won.
They will have made you just like them.
That's the case, Mama.
And they won five years ago.
I have to call my friend.
Victor, is he your friend?
Enemy. I'm sorry, Mama.
Can I help you?
Yes, Father Stowe, my name is Hawk, and I'm betting that you heard about me
today from a woman you're sheltering here.
Name's Eva Lael.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Mm -hmm. She dropped this.
A paper on immigration rights. And every wise man on the street knows that you
print this.
Assuming she may have been here once.
Do you have any idea why?
Because her little boy is one of the children of the vanished.
There are hundreds of such children, Mr. Hawk.
Maybe thousands, taken from their slaughtered families in South America
often given to the very men who did the slaughtering.
If one of those mothers escaped the killing, wasn't in her home when the
soldiers came and went searching for her child, what makes you think I'd turn
her over to you?
Perhaps she is so angry that she's put her own child in danger.
I don't believe that.
I don't want to either, but I do need some answers for the sake of the child.
I understand, Mr. Hawk.
Padre. Padre.
Está bien.
Está bien.
I believe you.
Have you talked with my son?
Your boy is safe.
They call him Jonathan.
¿Cómo se llama?
Se llama Juan.
Juanito.
He remembered me.
Yes, but he's confused about many things.
Five years is a very long time for a child.
What about his father?
Does he remember his father?
Yo no sé.
I saw him the day before.
I thought, am I doing the right thing?
But I want him to know about his father.
I must know this.
Did you and Victor attack the Kirkpatrick house?
Attack? No.
No.
then you never meant to harm the Kirkpatrick family.
No. No, it was Victor's idea that we find Juanito and take him back with
us, but we never meant any harm to anyone.
Please.
Por favor, believe me.
Tell me, where's Victor?
You don't agree with his methods, do you? You are hiding Jonathan somewhere,
Somewhere where no one can find him.
How did you find the Kirkpatrick family?
A friend of Victor's.
From the embassy.
Someone he trusts.
Embassy?
What?
What are you thinking?
About those who did attack.
Someone sent those men after the boy for what?
For bait.
To draw Victor out.
Adonde fue Victor?
He went...
still talking to me.
Though I don't recall him calling me mom today.
Nate?
Nathan?
What's wrong?
I called them.
Who did you call?
Who do you think?
I have to bring them in.
I should never have hired this hawk.
I mean, you heard how he talked to us as if we'd stolen Johnny.
Jones, honey, we could lose our son, and we have to get out of here.
Go get Jonathan ready.
Jonathan? Mr. Kirkpatrick? Here. Two cars coming up the road with guns.
It's good to see you again, Mr. Kirkpatrick.
You did the right thing calling our embassy.
Colonel, I didn't expect to see you.
Well, they contacted me. I understand you need my help.
Very much so.
We have to move quickly.
I am very grateful.
Oh, no, no.
Believe me, Nathan, the pleasure will be all mine.
Colonel!
Victor called our contact.
Apparently he believed him.
He's on his way.
Put the cars around the back.
Yes, sir.
No, no, Victor.
What did your contact tell you, Victor?
He said you were with Jonathan.
In a house on North Cross Road.
If your contact knows, your enemy knows.
Vamanos.
We're all ready.
Good. Take the luggage. No, that's all right. We can take them.
We better get moving.
I'm afraid you can't go just now.
We're keeping the house very quiet.
And I need the boy.
What? His brother is coming for him.
I'm not sure he will be rational to show himself unless he actually sees
Jonathan. His brother? How did... You told him
where we were?
You were the people at the house.
You tried to kidnap Jonathan.
You and your black friend were making it very difficult for us to build a trap
around him.
Come here.
No, you're not going to touch him.
This is Kirkpatrick.
I'm not here to hurt the child.
I have children of my own.
No!
Don't! Don't! Don't!
Break
it down.
I don't care about that. Just get me the boy.
Where are you going?
What were the numbers?
Three numbers. What are they? Come on. What are they?
Okay.
That's not it. Come on. Think about it.
Fire! Fire!
Over there! In the tree!
Two, one.
Spare will.
Gun and rope.
Help me with this.
Keep working on that. Keep working on that.
Keep doing that.
All right, go. I got it. I got it.
I thought you wanted me, Ordante.
Crosby. Crosby, notify the State Department right away and get me a press
officer out here on the double.
Well, these state troopers out here are going to ask some questions and they
need some answers.
I'll make a few phone calls, see if I can sell them one.
Real issue here.
We got two mothers, one child, and that boy cannot decide.
Mr. Kirkpatrick, can I see some ID, please?
Your name Hawk?
Affirmative.
What went down here?
Mrs. Kirkpatrick will explain.
You all right?
Yes, sir.
What's your name?
Jonathan.
Take some ID from you, please.
I think we'd better get you to your mama.
Who's your mother?
She is, Lieutenant.
Mrs. Kirkpatrick, the other lady is undocumented.
Please, no. This lady is staying with us.
And this... Is Juan.
Lael.
In English, we call him Jonathan.
And this woman is his mother.
We've been taking care of him until he and his mother could be safely rejoined.
Because they are his godparents.
And it is their right to help to bring him up.
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