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See, I told you there was weird shit going on over at the airbase!

They made a giant fucking mutant baby!

Come on, Susie!

Guys, come on!

Go! Go!

Susie!

-Lilly! -Give me your hand.

So, Grogan, huh?

Chief's pretty sure.

The projectionist in the movie theater...

with the candlestick.

Little Philly Malkin went to school with my boy.

Show some respect.

Sorry.

And what do you think he did to 'em? A lot of blood, no bodies?

How the hell should I know?

Maybe he ate 'em.

Those poor parents, though.

It's a goddamn tragedy is what it is.

Sick bastard.

They're still out there.

Well, they gon' stay out there

till they either find those kids or figure out how to pin this on me.

I told 'em you were nowhere near

that theater when all that ugliness happened.

Told 'em you were here, in bed, after watching The Andy Griffith with me.

Told 'em they could ask you all about it.

And you think they gon' take my momma's word for an alibi?

They're trying to intimidate us is what.

Make you confess to something you didn't do.

Well, fuck 'em!

Calm down, Momma. You know Ronnie's still sleeping.

And she shouldn't have let those kids in in the first damn place.

They were just trying to figure out what happened to that Clements boy.

That's all.

-None of this is her fault. -It's your fault.

Filling her head full of Hollywood nonsense,

thinking she Nora Charles or some such

till she forget how the world really is.

She's safe, Momma.

That's all that matters.

You're going to send that girl back to school next week.

She need that education

if she ever going to get the hell out of this town.

Momma, kids missing, people watching us,

whispering behind my back, your back, our backs.

If you think I'm lettin' Ronnie out of my sight,

-you got another thing coming. -You can't protect that girl forever.

Now come Monday, she gon' march into that school

with her head held high.

Ronnie, don't play with me now. I know you're there.

Veronica Grogan.

Are they really gonna try and pin this on you

-and take you away? -No. No, baby. No.

-I heard, you said-- -I know... I know what I said.

-That's just grown folks talking. -Come on.

Nothing's gonna happen to me.

Everything will be okay.

You hear me?

-There he is. -Dad!

Let me see the grip.

-Yeah, that's the best you got? -That you can handle.

It's like that. Okay.

There you go.

How you doing?

-I wanna see my room. -Upstairs.

You know I've been waiting on this porch for you for two hours.

Two hours, yeah.

Well, we kept it well below the speed limit.

-Hey, baby. -Hey.

What's wrong?

I had a little mishap on base and it banged me up a little bit.

-Oh, no. Bad? -I'll live.

What you think?

-It's more space. -It's very nice.

Hey, yeah, quiet neighborhood. Yeah?

-All right. Yeah. -It's beautiful.

Good afternoon.

You sure we're... we're good here?

If anybody's got a problem with it, they can take it up with JFK.

Oh my... This thing is amazing.

Would you look at that!

Yeah, I found a nice little secondhand shop downtown.

-Owner cut me a deal. -It's the exact kind I wanted.

How did you know?

You think your old man doesn't know his own kid?

Well, last present you got me was a tie.

Will, you said you loved that tie.

Yeah, well, you can't see Jupiter with a tie.

You know, when we need to, pilots, we use planets to help us navigate.

So we keep a device inside of the cockpit in case of a malfunction.

-A sextant, right? -That's exactly right.

My little navigator.

Be better at night, but in the meantime,

maybe we could use this to spy on the neighbors.

I don't think we should do that.

Yeah, prob-- probably not.

It was just a joke.

-Can I? -Yeah, sure, please. Yeah.

It's got a mirror inside. Two mirrors, actually.

You know, you have one mirror to collect the light, and--

And one that magnifies it.

That's right, son.

I'm not about to sweat out my silky press.

We were moving in such a haste.

You know Charlotte's not going to bed without Charlotte's headscarf.

I'm going to get organized tomorrow.

That was a good call on the telescope, baby. Thank you.

Figured the last thing that boy needed

was another baseball he was going to use as a paperweight.

His age, I'd have given a kidney for a proper mitt.

Well, he isn't you.

Now is he?

He's too smart for his own good. That's what he is.

He's just trying to impress you.

That hurt?

What's the exact opposite of hurt?

I do not like being apart.

A part of what?

Is it Dean?

-No. -Is it Cole from history?

-Hi, guys. -Come on, Elaine. Just tell us.

What? Tell us what?

We promise we won't tell anyone.

About what?

You guys can just stop asking, 'cause I'm not gonna tell you.

-What are you not telling? -We're your best friends.

Whoever it is you have this crush on, you have an obligation to tell us

so we can be happy for you.

Don't you want us to be happy for you?

Yeah. Don't you want us to be happy for you?

Promise not to laugh.

Cross my heart and hope to die.

Fine.

I think Scotty Mills is turning into kind of a dreamboat.

See, I knew you guys would laugh.

Well, that was before you told us it was Scott the Snot.

He hasn't had that problem since we were kids.

Are you talking about me?

Sorry, I can't breathe very well.

-Oh my God, that's what he sounds like. -Does something smell?

-I can't smell anything. -Marge, you're not funny.

Does anybody have a tissue?

Enough, Marge.

Yeah, don't be mean.

Look who's back.

Where does she get the nerve?

I can't sleep knowing that her dad could just crawl through

my bedroom window at night.

Do you think she knows where the bodies are?

I was worried about you.

I can't stop thinking about them.

And about that thing.

Good morning, students.

This is Principal Dunleavy speaking.

It's 9:00 a.m. on another sunny spring day.

Now I would like to thank everyone who attended last week's candlelight vigil

for Theodore Uris and Philip and Susie Malkin.

It was an uplifting evening of prayer and remembrance.

And a strong reminder that as a community, we can weather any storm.

And the cafeteria will not be serving its usual sloppy joes.

In its place will be meatloaf, mashed potatoes, and something green.

Hey.

Hi, Marge.

I just wanted to make sure you were okay.

We haven't really talked since, you know,

the thing that happened at the theater.

Yeah, I'm fine.

Thanks.

Good.

I-- It just-- It feels like you've been ignoring me.

No, it's just been hard.

I'm sure. I know. I bet.

Take your seats quickly, please.

Look, I saw you,

before, talking to Ronnie Grogan.

So?

So, Patty and the girls really care about you,

but they don't know you like I do.

They see you getting cozy with you-know-who's daughter,

they won't understand.

I just...

I know you want things back to the way they were,

with us, with the Pattycakes, and I can help.

I want to, but you have to let me.

How about eating lunch with us today?

Phil and Teddy are dead. Phil's sister is dead.

Who cares about your stupid Pattycakes?

Today, we will be discussing the four basic food groups

and how to best employ them

to ensure your growing bodies attain maximum vigor.

Is this Miss Douglas's class?

Sorry, I couldn't find the room. I--

I'm Will Hanlon. I'm new.

Are you new to the concept of time, Mr. Hanlon?

You mean, like, relativity?

There's no excuse for tardiness.

Next time your grade will reflect it. Take a seat.

Quiet! Quiet, everyone.

Cedar Pointe.

Good pencil.

-Thanks. -Eyes forward!

Can I help you, sir?

Yes, Major Hanlon, Sergeant Vice, ma'am. Colonel Fuller wanted to see me.

Major, come on in.

We searched his quarters,

found the weapon used in your barracks.

He finally admitted to it under questioning.

Masters?

He's no Soviet spy, of course.

Just an asshole wanting to put a scare

into a colored airman. But this isn't the South,

and we don't brook that kind of shit here.

We're still trying to figure out the identities of the other two,

but Masters is a coward.

He'll break, and when he does,

I can promise you, justice will be served.

Thank you.

Thank you, sir.

Sir, that weapon that you recovered,

it was dark in there, but it looked like a Makarov PM.

Is that right?

You have a good eye.

It was a Makarov, old Soviet piece of shit.

-Why? -Nothing, just...

one day, when I'm telling my grandkids that I stared into the face of death,

I want to have all the details.

-Good morning. -Morning.

Suck an egg, Paul Bunyan!

Personally, I don't mind it. I mean, it's Paul Bunyan for Pete's sake.

He's an American hero.

I'll be right with you, miss.

He's an eyesore.

And I won't stand for it,

and neither will any of the other grandes dames of Derry.

That statue has got to go.

Well, you know what I say?

Let the pigeons sort it out.

There you are, Mrs. Cavanaugh. On your tab.

You have a good day now.

How can I help you, miss?

-Yes, I'd like to make a roast tonight. -Sounds heavenly.

Are we talking chuck or round?

Rump, please, for three.

Okay.

So you passing through?

I actually just moved in.

I suppose I do really stick out around here.

Oh gosh, I didn't mean it that way. It's just... been here a lot of years.

You see the same faces, day in, day out. It's nice to have a little bit of variety.

Stan Kersh.

Kids call me Stanley Cleaver.

Cute.

-Well, I'm Charlotte. Hanlon. -Well...

-Welcome to Derry, Mrs. Hanlon. -Thank you.

He's getting away. Get him!

-Why is no one stopping this? -Boys will be boys.

What are you gonna do?

Hey! Hey!

Hey!

You leave that boy alone, you hear me?

-He's getting away, get him. -Leave him alone!

Don't tell me boys will be boys. How about boys will be kind?

Boys will stand up. Boys will be tall

in their integrity and their hearts.

Boys will be measured by their mommas in their new house.

Come on.

It was pathetic, Leroy.

Nobody seemed bothered by it in the slightest.

And then when I shouted, they looked at me like I was the crazy one.

Dogs. That's what they looked like,

a bunch of starving dogs getting ready to tear

at a piece of fresh meat.

What were they doing outside of school in the first place?

I got about a half a mind to track those kids' parents down

and give them the what for.

Please don't.

Did anything like that happen for you today at school?

Any bullies?

No. Mom...

This isn't about embarrassing you.

This is about what's right and wrong.

And isn't it wrong to embarrass your only son the first week of school?

Don't get cute with me. You didn't see those kids.

Yeah, the boy's right, Char.

You should just-- You should leave it alone.

Is that an order, Major?

Well, after Shreveport, I think the last thing

-that you need to get is involved-- -Can you guys stop fighting?

-We're not fighting. -We're not fighting.

-We're talking. -We're talking.

-That's just how we talk. -That's just how we talk.

Can I be excused?

We didn't get to hear how your first day went.

It was fine, Mom. Okay? Can I go now?

It's all right. Go on, son.

Go.

Excuse me?

We're all off living separate lives most of the day.

And all I ask is for a little family time at night.

And please don't bring up Shreveport like we didn't move here for you.

So that brick through our car window,

-was that for me too, Char? -So it's my fault now?

I'm not the one that's causing trouble. I'm not the one that's making signs.

I'm not the one that's sitting in places where I'm not wanted.

What is with you tonight? Why are you coming at me like this?

I'm sorry, baby. I... I had a day is all.

Okay, you want to talk about it?

-You know I can't. -Yeah, I know.

All this bullshit, police sneaking around outside our house,

harassing us, day in and day out.

Momma, Ronnie's sleeping.

Don't you shush me!

You ain't the only one with the keys to that theater.

Cal? You-- You serious?

-Or that stingy man who owns the place. -Come on, Momma.

You think they got police outside their houses?

-I don't know. But we-- -That's bullshit, and you know it!

Momma, please keep it down.

You know what the difference between them and you is?

You look in the mirror lately?

Ronnie is trying to sleep.

You tore me apart, Ronnie.

Mommy?

You came out of me and ripped me right open.

Why'd you do it?

All I wanted was to hold my baby.

And you killed me.

Like you killed those kids.

Like you're gonna kill your father.

They'll come for him.

They'll take him away.

And he'll fry!

I'm sorry, Mommy!

Come to momma!

Look at the mess you made.

You okay? You're safe.

Everything okay?

It's okay. It's okay, baby.

It's okay. Breathe. Breathe.

It's okay. Daddy's here. Daddy's here.

Man, that's bullshit.

Like I'm gonna help someone beat up another colored airman.

I mean... Have you seen me?

Have you seen me? I ain't got nothing to be jealous of.

Listen, I don't know what it was,

but I guarantee y'all, it was some cracker shit.

I agree with you.

Coming to me, asking me like I did something.

I'm as clean as a whistle.

-Reggie, ain't nothing clean about you. -Please.

But, man, they questioned my ass damn near an hour.

They hitting up everybody.

What the hell you think this is all about?

Don't see, don't say.

Go along to get along, you dig?

All the way to China, baby.

-Whoa. -You all right there, Bernie?

So how long they question you for?

They didn't.

Then what'd you do all day?

I can't talk about that.

Super-secret spy mission.

Man, you full of shit.

Okay. We'll see. I'm telling you.

I forgot...

Elmer.

Chief.

Dan.

Councilman.

-You arrest him yet? -Who's that?

The Negro. From the movie house.

Investigation's ongoing.

Everybody knows he hurt those kids.

Think about the parents, Chief.

Grieving, no body to bury,

and you sitting here having a nip off the clock.

You think I'm not doing everything I can to place him there that night?

I've got no evidence, and he's got an alibi.

-This is America. -This ain't America.

This is Derry.

Do your job, or come next election,

we'll find somebody else who will.

Elmer.

Time to go.

Go? I'm just getting start--

Where we supposed to go to relax around here?

Don't worry. I know somebody that can help us out.

Long as you fellas can handle a little moonshine.

I don't know about that, man.

-That shit's kind of strong. -Yeah? Well, so am I.

Got that old...

Okay.

Hey, hush up, man. You gonna get us written up.

For what? Feeling good?

You ain't gonna feel so good when they throw your ass in the stockade.

Get rid of that shit.

Come on, now.

Straighten up.

IDs. What are you fellas doing out?

Base is on lockdown.

Nobody's allowed on or off without special permission.

Yeah, well, we've all been questioned and cleared.

Don't move. Any of you. We'll let the OD sort this out.

Okay, but you be sure to let him know Dick Hallorann's out here.

-Got myself some special privileges. -My ass.

Stay right over there.

Yes, sir.

Master Sergeant Deavers down here at the south gate.

I got three drunk airmen here, snuck off base.

Need you to send someone. Guy named Hallorann.

-That's right. -Dick Hallorann?

Dick, yeah.

-Do you like your job, Master Sergeant? -Yes, sir.

I will, sir.

You're clear.

Straight to quarters.

Thank you, sir.

Super-secret spy mission.

You weren't kidding, were you?

What the hell they got you doing, Hallorann?

Looking a little green around the gills there, Hallorann.

No complaints, sir.

Well, I've got one.

This is the fourth dig site in as many months.

I'm getting tired of dragging my ass out into the middle of the woods for scraps.

You might be fooling some of the people around here

with these so-called gifts of yours, but the only gifts I see

are the ones that the U.S. government feels fit to bestow upon you

with nothing to show for it in return.

Maybe you're dragging things out a bit, huh?

Enjoying those special privileges a little too much?

We can fix that real quick.

We're close.

We're close. I can feel it.

You better hope so.

These beans taste disgusting.

-Tastes like rats' balls. -No way, it's worse than that.

Tastes like Principal Dunleavy's butt.

We need to talk.

Hey, what's wrong?

That thing. It came back.

When?

Hey, get a load of Square Central.

What's she doing with Hatchet Hank's kid?

I thought you said she wasn't crazy anymore.

I don't know. She seemed better.

Wonder what they're talking about.

Probably planning another murder.

Maybe we're next.

Marge! Oh my God!

Hey, Margie.

Weren't you wearing that sweater yesterday?

Are you hurt?

No, but...

it said things.

Like what?

That they're going to come for my dad,

take him away, and that... that he'll fry.

Look, everyone knows your dad had nothing to do with this.

When the cops asked me, I told them he wasn't even there.

You told them what you told me, right?

They asked what happened, and I...

You know, I said I wasn't really sure, but...

But you told me a monster came out of that screen.

You told me!

Hey, let's do the Pattycakes.

I don't know exactly what I saw, okay?

But it wasn't your dad, and that's what matters.

And I told them so.

"I don't know what I saw" sounds like you're too scared to tell.

Come on, Marge. Join in.

If you don't tell them the truth soon,

they're gonna decide what happened that night

-and take my dad away. -And if I do tell them,

they'll think I'm crazy and take me away.

You don't know, Ronnie, what it was like in that place.

I can't go through that again.

This is my dad's life we're talking about.

I told them he wasn't there.

That's all I can do. I'm sure it'll be fine.

And I'm sure we both know that's some bullshit!

Excuse me, young lady.

You're coming with me.

You can't sit there. It's saved.

This spot of the floor?

It's not saved. It's the floor.

You can't save the floor. Who would it be saved for?

I don't know. Your friends?

My friends. Sure.

Whatcha reading?

101 Scientific Facts by Thomas Inwood.

Hello?

-Hello? -Hi.

Science. Cool.

Why's the sky blue?

Well, my dad says it's 'cause God's a boy, otherwise it would be pink.

That's an interesting theory.

I'm Rich, by the way.

Will.

Do you always eat lunch out here?

You might want to run now.

You again!

See you tomorrow, Rose!

Baseball cards, bowling ball, biwa.

Carafe, cups, cards, clock.

-May I help you? -What a lovely shop.

Thank you.

So are you looking for anything in particular?

You know, you actually sold a telescope to my husband,

-I think, last week. -I remember.

Very polite.

Got the feeling he might be in the military.

Yeah. Don't hold it against him.

My family and I just moved to town,

and we're looking for things to fill the place, so...

-You have a son, right? -Yeah.

Will, he's 12. He'll be 13 in August.

Well, I normally close up right now for lunch,

but for a return customer.

-Feel free to look around. -Thank you so much.

I'm sorry.

Sorry, I stink, I know.

I mean, you threw a stink bomb on your second day at school.

What? No.

No, I didn't do it, okay? I just got blamed.

Why are you here?

Cussing.

Were you wrongfully accused too?

No, I'm guilty as hell.

-I'm Will. -Ronnie.

You know you don't have to do that in here.

They don't care, long as we stay put.

Right. Thanks.

That's not on our syllabus.

Really?

Guess I must have gotten an old syllabus.

-Are you reading that for fun? -No.

-No, I just-- -You're lying.

This has gotta be the first time a kid in this school

has lied about doing schoolwork to cover up doing more boring reading.

It's not boring.

All right, then what is it?

Well, science is interesting.

Take that stink bomb.

You know it's made up of many different chemicals, right?

Mostly ammonium disulfide and some other stuff.

But the point is, those chemicals,

it's the same exact stuff that makes up the clouds around Jupiter and Venus.

So, yeah, maybe I smell bad.

Or maybe I'm just covered in stardust.

-You're weird. -Takes one to know one.

-What happened? -What's going on?

-Why are the police here? -Does anyone know where Lilly is?

They're taking her away.

What's going on?

Do you know her?

I didn't see Mr. Grogan that night.

-I already told you. -Yes, you did. You told me.

Lilly, those families, they deserve justice, don't you think?

A lot of people out there in the community, they're frustrated.

People get frustrated, they start getting funny ideas.

Thing is, Lilly, you got a little bit of a reputation in town.

Now, don't misunderstand me.

All right. Folks... folks get what you've been through.

Your daddy like that...

in pieces, it's just...

Well, things no little girl should ever have to deal with.

The people know that. They know that. But they also know...

They also know about after.

About your time at Juniper Hill.

And if what you say is true

and Mr. Grogan wasn't there in the auditorium, well,

it doesn't take long before the only witness

starts to sound a little more like...

the only suspect.

You think I had something to do with this.

No. No, no, no. God, no.

But people hear stories about a girl with emotional problems

found covered in her friend's blood,

and, well, you can see how this doesn't look good.

I didn't. I swear.

Here's what we're gonna do.

We're gonna send you back to Juniper Hill.

-What? -Check you in for an evaluation.

Just a couple of days, then everybody else can see

they're barking up the wrong tree.

No, no, please.

I can't.

I don't...

-Please don't send me back. -I don't want to, Lilly.

I don't, but I...

Tell you what.

How about I ask you one more time?

I'll even rephrase the question

if that'll make it easier for you, all right?

I'm not gonna ask you

if you saw Hank Grogan there at the theater that night.

What I'm gonna ask you is...

can you be absolutely, positively certain

that he wasn't there?

This ain't right.

He didn't do nothing to those kids!

Mrs. Grogan, we have good reason to bring him in.

-We need to ask him some questions. -Come on.

Don't interfere.

-Daddy! Daddy! No! No! -It's going to be okay, baby.

-No! -It's going to be okay.

-Daddy! No! No! -It's going to be okay. I'll be back.

I'll be back, okay? I'll be back.

-Don't worry about it. -Daddy!

-It's going to be okay. -Come on.

-Momma, watch my baby! -No!

-I'll be ba-- -No!

Daddy!

No!

Go home!

Ought to be ashamed.

Feeding on other people's pain.

Go home!

Ronnie, baby, come back.

What do you think you're doing? Do you know what time it is?

Where is she?

What did you tell them?

What did you say?

I didn't. He tricked me.

And I didn't know what to do.

-What is this about? -This is about my daddy!

They took my daddy away!

Enough! Go home before I call your grandmother!

No!

What'd you say?

You know he didn't do it! You know it!

What did you do, Lilly Bainbridge?

You have a visitor.

Staff Sergeant.

How did you get in here?

What, all you fellas sticking together now, is that it?

You come to get your pound of flesh?

Well, come on in, Poitier. Water's fine.

What? You come all this way to chicken out?

-Hey, what the hell? -Relax.

The magazine's empty.

This one's not.

-Guard! -I'm not gonna shoot you.

Now, that is a Makarov PM.

It's the same model that you put in my face the other night.

This one's mine.

A souvenir from my time in a North Korean POW camp.

I'm crying.

Now, the PM,

she's standard issue east of the Berlin Wall,

but not too common around here.

It's a difficult piece to handle. It's even harder to load.

Takes two hands and a couple tries on a good day.

-So? -So...

you cocked that gun... in less than a second.

And I've seen trained Korean officers take longer than that.

Masters, I don't know what you're doing here,

but you sure as hell weren't in my room the other night.

So you think that I don't want your Black ass

-out of here? -I believe that.

But I pulled your file, and near as I can tell,

you can barely strip down an M16,

much less handle a Soviet pistol like you're married to it.

There's a lot of interesting things in that file.

Article 15s up the wazoo for everything

from drunk on duty to punching out NCOs.

Your momma must be real proud.

You leave my momma outta this.

Sure.

Just as long as I don't have to leave this...

out your momma.

That's what I thought.

General, do you have a moment for Major Hanlon?

Send him in.

-General. -Major, have a seat.

That won't be necessary, sir. I just thought you should know

you have an innocent man locked in the stockade.

He's a racist asshole, but he's innocent.

-Bastard signed a confession. -Yeah, well, he lied, sir.

-He told you that? -In so many words.

I'm going to file a report with OSI to request a further investigation.

I see.

-Will that be all, Major? -Yes, sir. Thank you.

Major Hanlon.

Why don't you have that seat now?

I needed to know.

If word of your brain injury in South Korea were true.

And Major, you did not disappoint.

A damaged amygdala.

Fifty years in the field and I've never heard of such a thing.

I've spent enough time in combat to know a brave man when I see one.

But you, Major... are the rarest of creatures.

A man without fear.

And I've been looking for someone like you for a long, long time.

It was a test, son.

And you passed.

I think I heard enough.

-Now hold on. -Who was in the masks?

Does it matter?

Do I want to know who beat me with a metal pipe? Yes, sir, I do.

It wasn't supposed to happen like that, and I am sorry.

But I promised anonymity, and I don't burn my people.

And Masters?

He wasn't there.

I understand. You're obligated to report me.

But before you do, I would ask you take ten minutes to hear me out.

You'll find Gingham dog food, bigger flavor, smaller price.

And remember, cats love it too.

-Hi, Lilly. -Hi, Mr. Janko.

-Your mother sent you shopping again? -She's working a double shift.

If you need anything up high, ask.

Thanks.

On aisle seven, Fizz-A-Lot soda pop.

Buy two for the price of one.

And don't forget to pick up your SpaghettiOs

in the canned food section.

Mr. Bubble bubble bath at half price

until the end of the week.

Say hello to The Green Giant.

Green beans on sale in aisle six.

Crazy.

You'll find Gingham dog food,

bigger flavor, smaller price.

And remember, cats love it too.

Gingham dog food, bigger flavor, smaller...

Your daddy misses you.

And remember, cats love it too.

On aisle seven, Fizz-A-Lot soda pop.

Buy two for the price of one.

You should be locked up.

Campbell's tomato soup.

Look for the red can in aisle six.

Don't forget to pick up your SpaghettiOs

in the canned food section.

Mr. Bubble bubble bath at half price

until the end of the week.

You're insane.

You should go back to Juniper Hill.

Lilly Bainbridge...

Have you lost your marbles?

There's a special on marbles on aisle eight!

You can't leave here.

-You're a danger! -You're stuck here!

She's insane.

She's crazy.

-Did you know that? -I know you do.

You wanna see your daddy?

Crazy.

Daddy?

There's my little girl.

Got a kiss for daddy?

No!

No!

No! No! No!

Hello, crazy!

Just one kiss for Papa!

Leave me alone! Leave me alone!

Lilly Bainbridge!

What the hell's wrong with you?

-Open the gate. -Yes, sir.

What is all this?

Bear with me, Major.

Earlier this year, the Cubans and the Soviets

-held an agricultural summit in Havana. -I remember hearing about it in the news.

Well, what you didn't hear about was the true purpose of that meeting.

It was to devise a plan to place nuclear warheads

within striking distance of the United States.

With launch capabilities in Cuba, the Soviets could hit every major city

in the United States within minutes.

What you're about to see

may be our best and only hope to prevent that.

Gentlemen. Dismissed.

Welcome to Operation Precept.

A classified DOD crash program with a single purpose.

To win the Cold War before the first missile is ever fired.

You're building a weapon?

Close. We're looking for one.

Something that was buried in Derry a long time ago.

Something that you, Major, are uniquely qualified to help us retrieve.

How's that?

This weapon, it generates debilitating fear.

In anyone who comes near it.

In theory, it could scare a man badly enough

to kill him where he stands.

But what is it?

Some kind of machine?

We don't know everything about it. Where it came from, how it works.

What we do know

is that it's surrounded on all sides by a group of objects.

Think of them as beacons.

If we can find them,

they'll help us pinpoint the exact location of the weapon itself.

And at that moment...

we need you there, Major, to help us secure it.

-Yes, Colonel, what is it? -Apologies for the interruption.

We just received word from the dig site.

Reports are still coming in, but it appears

they found something.

-Join us, Major? -Yes, sir.

Mom, please.

Don't make me go.

I told you.

We're close.