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I don't know.
I really don't know.
I just don't like him.
Ever since I was a kid.
I don't know why.
He was all right, I guess.
But he always smelled like vanilla.
He used to drink that extract when he couldn't get wine.
You couldn't let him breathe on you,
so I'd stand behind him.
And he'd get mad.
He'd get mad and hit me.
Even now, Doctor,
when I smell something sweet, I get dizzy.
- We've discussed association before.
In relationship to odors, it's quite common.
Yes, Eli?
- To me, no odor's really distasteful, I mean
in the sense that I don't associate it
with any psychological problem.
As a matter of fact, there are certain scents
that arouse in me
a series of rather pleasant memories.
Like when I was a bellboy in a Chicago hotel.
I was 14 years old.
My first job.
And in an elevator, I learned to tell the size of a tip
by the cologne the guest was wearing.
That hotel was really an education.
As a bellboy, you had to be a supplier of sorts.
Like after-hours booze for the lushes,
grass for the potheads
and girls for the needy.
And it was amazing how you could identify
each of these people and their desires with your nose.
Mom.
My mother, she always smelled good
especially when she was going out.
Which reminds me,
I was 10.
Before my father died,
I was sitting on his knee, as I always did after dinner
and Mom came in in a new dress, smelling delicious
and announced she was going to the library.
And Dad suggested she change her hose
and that she had a run in her right stocking.
She said no, she didn't have time
and she'd be late.
So she hurried on out.
But the rest of that evening,
that horrible evening, I'll never forget.
When she came home,
Mom's run was on her left leg instead of her right.
- It's not my intention to stifle free thought
but we are getting away from Edward's dizziness.
Well, I'm afraid that's all for today.
Bennie, would you please open the blinds?
I'll be back next Wednesday.
We'll try to pick up where we left off.
- Thank you, Doctor.
- Have you got a minute, Marion?
- Well, I do have to get back to the city.
- I've just received the final results.
I want you to know we've set a record.
Out of 47 applications,
the board has approved 18 inmates for parole.
- Wonderful.
- I don't think we could have done so well without you.
You should be very pleased.
- Three of them you're totally responsible for:
R.C. Smith, Henry Miller and Eli Kotch.
โช Jingle bells, jingle bells Jingle all the way โช
โช Oh, what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh โช
โช Jingle bells, jingle bells jingle all the way โช
โช Oh, what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh โช
โช Dashing through the snow โช
โช In a one horse open sleigh โช
- Gonna use your plans, Red.
- By the time you get out, it'll be too late for me.
- Same deal we talked about?
- You're crazy.
- I got it straight from my little yellow bird.
- You sure?
- Just tell that fat brother-in-law of yours
to expect me in Los Angeles
in about two weeks.
How you gonna spend all that bread?
- All that dough.
I'm gonna buy myself a new appeal.
- Merry Christmas, Red.
- Merry Christmas, Eli.
โช Jingle bells, jingle bells jingle all the way โช
โช Oh, what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh โช
โช Jingle bells, jingle bells jingle all the way โช
โช Oh, what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh โช
Mmm, you smell good.
- Darling.
Darling, Mr. Simpson is very understanding,
but he's still only a parole officer
and he follows the book.
You were supposed to have reported yesterday, you know?
- Whose fault is that?
- Mine.
I'm an idiot.
I should have known better.
Oh, darling.
You still make me wait an awful long time, do you know that?
What about me, baby?
- You've got 24-hour grace, no more.
You've got to be there before two o'clock.
I'm gonna call a taxi for you.
Mr. Simpson is quite conservative,
so I want you to wear your gray suit.
Hello?
Would you please send a cab to 1420 Vista Street?
In about a half-hour.
Thank you very much.
Darling, since you have to report to him once a month,
it's very important that you make a good impression
on him your first meeting.
I know.
I've worked with him ever since I've been in San Francisco.
I'm still not very pleased
about you being a warehouse clerk,
but I guess he did his best.
I've already talked to a friend
of mine who's in real estate.
You'll meet him tomorrow.
Did you hear me, darling?
- Every word, my love.
- I want you to wear this black tie.
We're gonna eat here tonight.
Dinner at seven o'clock.
- Black tie.
- Bill Simpson.
- Hello, Bill?
This is Marion Hague.
I'm inquiring about Eli Kotch.
He had a 5:15 appointment with me.
He didn't keep it.
- We haven't heard from him either, Marion.
As far as I'm concerned he's broken parole.
We've already notified the police.
Star Stream flight 25
is now arriving at Gate 30.
Attention, please.
The airport buses for downtown Los Angeles,
Beverly Hills and Hollywood will depart
in 10 minutes from Ramp A.
Star Stream flight 407
will depart from gate 39.
Passengers may proceed to the gate area for check-in.
- Milo Stewart.
Al Morgan.
This is security chief George Logan.
Hello.
- Captain William Yates, Los Angeles Police department.
Captain Roger Snyder, Los Angeles Sheriff's office.
- I should've been out here last week
but I couldn't get out of Washington.
Boy, I tell you.
As a result, we'll have to work overtime.
I'm sorry.
Now, Russian intelligence will fly in first
to check our security before the premier arrives.
It'd be simpler if we could put him in an armored car,
but as they say, it wouldn't help our image, right?
- How long will he be here?
- About three days.
- I thought we were going to be in charge.
- Oh, nothing's changed.
It's just that we expect everyone
to work hand in hand with the State Department.
- We've been working on a plan.
- I'm sorry.
I'd like to start from the beginning.
Since the airport is our first contact,
it's my primary concern.
First of all, we cannot have meetings out here.
It's too easy to be bugged.
- Oh, yes, I agree to that.
I told our personnel
that we're holding a routine inspection.
For the civil aeronautics board.
- Very good idea.
- By the way, have you seen Bobby lately?
- How many times do they have to check the airport?
- You'd think we were the only vulnerable area
in L.A. County.
Red must be out of his mind.
$5,000 down
and 90 days to pick up the rest of the payments?
That's no deal.
If these plans were mine,
I wouldn't give you time to say hello.
- Here's your bread, Jack.
- I don't hear from you in 90 days,
well, those plans go right back on the market.
I don't see you coming up with $85,000 more.
Uh-oh.
You know, I've got to tell you something.
You're nuts.
You should have waited around a while.
Cooled it.
What's the damn rush?
- Well, I'll tell you, Jack.
You wait around, you get fat.
- I don't know how you got into town,
but you're going to have one hell of a time getting out.
- Where did you say you work, Mr. Emerson?
- Oh, Acme.
Acme Funeral Parlor up there in Berkeley.
- Oh, I see.
- I just carried this old professor
down from campus, there.
He fell right off his motorbike.
We laid him down over at the Golden Pastures.
- Mm-hm.
- Well, I have a Mr. Hutchins
being shipped to Denver by train.
He's due there tomorrow.
I don't think his wife is going to be able to make it.
- Denver?
- Mm-hm.
She's still under sedation.
Doctor said he'd call shortly.
- Well, I tell you, there, Mister
Barber? - Mm-hm.
- Why don't I give you a ring in an hour and a half?
- Oh, that'd be fine.
- I'd be happy to carry your gentleman
down to Denver if you'd like.
- Next of kin or escort?
- He's an escort.
Have a good trip.
- Thank you, brother.
- They're ugly, but they're comfortable.
The O'Neals, that's my employers,
insist upon regulation uniforms.
I never saw such fussy people.
I really don't care.
Actually, I never think about my feet.
I must think of a million things every day,
and I can't ever remember thinking about my feet?
The cook can't read without her slippers on.
Frankly, I can't read anything but nonfiction.
At the moment, I'm delving into psychosomatic medicine.
Dr. Carr's new book is absolutely revealing.
As a matter of fact,
I'm exploring the idea that sex is psychosomatic.
- Yes.
- I don't like people to agree with me.
It's much more stimulating.
I've said 100 times,
"How can two people exist without conflict?"
- By becoming lovers.
- You see, you disagree,
and right away we have a relationship.
- Yes.
Well, now.
How does that feel?
- It feels a little tight around the heel.
- Oh.
- Oh.
Oh.
I don't believe in names.
Do you?
Who ever remembers anyone by their name?
Take my name for example, Frieda Schmid.
- Peter Bress.
- Oh, I love your French culture.
I find it frightening.
- I am Swiss.
- Oh, you have to admit
that since we disagree on everything,
we've got a lot in common.
I hate to go out with anyone who agrees with me.
It makes such a dull evening.
- I prefer Arabian food.
- I don't care what I eat, especially on my day off.
- There's a little restaurant called Tangiers.
It's on Helm Street.
Shall we say 9:30?
- I'm always on time.
It's one of my failings.
- Yes.
- I don't think I'd like Switzerland, Peter.
I don't like anything that's neutral.
How can you experience or feel anything?
I have to take sides.
Were you born in Geneva?
- No.
No.
I was born in Minneapolis.
My mother took me to Switzerland when I was six.
It's been a very interesting experiment,
coming home after all these years.
So I came here to Denver.
This is where my father died.
One tragic night,
the automobile slid across the wet pavement
into the stone of a church.
The fragments of stained glass lay on his body
like a shroud.
Mother told me,
he died of hardening of the arteries.
I was 22 when I learned the truth.
There was a woman in the car with him.
Not a woman, really,
a child.
16.
Maimed for life.
Excuse me.
- You must have been horrified.
About your father?
I think you're very brave.
You'll find the answer.
- Oh, yes.
I think I already have.
A woman's place is in the home.
"But whose home?" I always say.
We all must be explorers.
Ah, oui, oui.
- It's been a beautiful evening.
- Oh, yes.
- Shh.
Quiet.
Shh.
- No, no, no.
Give me the key.
Silence, s'il tu plait.
Tais-toi.
Non, non, mon ami.
C'est un beau chien.
Voila.
Oui.
Oui,
Gentil, mon petit loup.
- Oh, the same old work shoes again,
but this time, I want black.
- In black?
Oui.
- None of the windows have been jimmied.
Dog didn't bark.
Locks on the doors haven't been tampered with.
It sounds like an inside job to me.
Somebody who could just walk in and out of the house,
but I must admit, it doesn't make sense.
Three jobs in one night.
They can't all be inside jobs.
- I can't think of anyone really.
Mr. Bress is the only one I've been seeing,
and he's such a purist.
- Yeah, I understand,
but would you mind describing him to me?
- He had a tortured soul.
You see, he was born in Minneapolis
and raised in Switzerland.
His father robbed him of his security.
- Was he tall?
Was he fat? - He was very shy.
His accent was more French than Swiss.
Don't you think a European flavor is refreshing?
- Hello?
- I'd like to speak to Harris Emerson, please.
- Ah, oui.
Moment.
Hello, there, this is Harris Emerson speaking.
Who's calling?
- Mr. Robbins from the mortuary.
- Oh, yes, brother.
How are you?
- Fine, thank you.
Are you available?
- Well, I reckon.
How soon you think it's going to be?
- This Wednesday, by train to Revere.
- Revere, now?
Where is Revere?
- Outside of Boston.
How much?
- The town's tighter than a drum.
Look, my nephew's got a contact in Europe.
It'll take a little while,
but you'll get twice as much as any fence here.
- No, no.
They don't have that kind of time, Joe.
I want it now.
- Well, then, figure about 30 cents on the dollar.
- Oh, come on, that's only what?
$20,000.
- If you're lucky.
- Yeah, but I want 60.
It's worth it.
- Forget it.
Not a chance.
- Joe, arrange a meeting for me tonight, will you?
- You're too hot.
They'll handle the stuff.
They want no part of you.
- Okay, you do the best you can.
- Hey.
Hey!
Lady, you've got some termites down there.
I got to go through the whole house.
- Well, I'll get the keys for the basement.
All right.
- Inger?
Come into the study as soon as he gets through.
I want to get a letter off to Mr. Sinclair,
and ask Emily to bring me a pot of tea.
- Yes, Mrs. Galbrace.
- What are you doing?
Would you put my things down?
- Fig Newtons and milk every night, huh?
- If you don't mind, I have things to do-
- Harlow?
- Mrs. Galbrace has some letters for me to dictate-
- Fanny Hill.
You should be arrested for conformity!
When you harnessed my spirit,
you stole what did not belong to you!
Bean Sweeney.
Did you ever read him?
- Who?
- Bean Sweeney.
Fantastic.
The first time I read him,
I couldn't write for six weeks.
Didn't write a word for six weeks.
Beautiful man.
Said it all. - Inger?
Inger?
- I can't keep Mrs. Galbrace waiting.
- Hey, Inger?
Will you turn on the motor?
- Henry? - Mm-hm.
- It's a,
I,
it's, I like it.
Your coffee, sir.
Excuse me, the telephone.
Mr. Silverstein's residence.
Oh, Mr. Silverstein is not giving out any interviews today.
The Nobel Prize?
Oh, I can't tell you whether he's going to accept.
No, he will not appear on the Tonight program,
and he will not go to Hollywood.
Oh, your brandy arrived this morning from Cognac.
Would you like a sample now?
- Yes.
- And we have a request from the Women's League.
They would like to know
whether you write standing up or sitting down.
- On my back.
L'chaim.
Tell me, Miss Knudson,
where is Mistress Galbrace?
- She won't be back until tomorrow, Mr. Silverstein.
- Mm-hm, and the cook?
- It's her day off.
- And the rest of the staff?
What is it?
- I'm afraid I won't be able to please you.
- Paging Mr. Ellis.
Paging Mr. Ellis.
Paging Mr. Ellis. - Boy.
- Bob Ellis? - Robert Ellis.
Room 72.
- No, sir.
Charles Ellis.
Room 607.
- Are you sure? - Yes, sir.
Oh.
Paging Mr. Ellis.
Mr. Ellis.
Paging Mr. Ellis,
- Miss?
Miss?
And that's for you, my dear.
Hello there, this is Charlie Ellis, Room 607.
I'm down here in the Mariner's Room,
and I'd like to make a call
to Los Angeles, California, please.
Uh-huh.
That's right, 607.
The number I want there is Poplar 3-7-3-9-9.
Poplar, yes.
Thank you, operator.
- Yeah?
- Hello, Jack.
This is Eli.
About those plans,
- Hey, you drunk or something?
Yeah, well, I just wanted to call you, Jack,
and tell you that you can expect the escrow to close
around the 10th of February.
- I'll believe that when I see it.
- Uh-huh.
You can expect me then.
I'll give you a call.
Uh-huh.
See you then, Jack.
- Sure you will.
- Hello, Operator, this is Charlie Ellis again.
I'd like to talk to New York information, please.
Thank you.
Yes, I'd like the number of a Miles Fisher.
He used to have his offices in the Brill Building.
Hm?
There has been a change in gate assignment
for TransWorld Airlines flight 53.
Hey, Miles.
- Hi.
- I thought you were in Miami, man.
- No, I was in Toronto.
- Ah, so how's your sister?
- Oh, she's a lot better.
- I got a truck out here.
What's been happening, Miles?
- Oh, this and that.
I've been inventing things.
Hey, what does that look like?
- Looks like a
ballpoint fountain pen.
- It's not.
It's a transmitter.
You can take that and put it on somebody's desk,
and with a regular transistor radio,
you can pick up what he's saying from a block away.
- Oh, Miles, you're fantastic.
- Gee, I sure wish we weren't going to Los Angeles.
- Why not?
- Too many people know you out there.
- Ah.
We've taken care of little things like that before.
Just play that invisible game, you know?
- Yeah, yeah.
You sure do get some weird jobs.
Is this a poison truck?
- Oh, I don't think it'll hurt you.
- Okay, I'll, I'll go on out to Los Angeles,
and rent a place, out in the old neighborhood,
and pick up a car for you,
- Uh, no, Miles, don't do that.
I don't think we should be seen together
or have any kind of contact until we meet at Eddie's.
- I just don't see how you can manage alone.
- It's all being taken care of.
You going to marry me?
Mm?
- Oh, Henry.
Mm.
- Hey, you'll be late for work.
- I have a little surprise for you, honey.
- What?
- Look over in the inside pocket of that coat over there,
and you'll see.
- "Dear Mr. Silverstein,
Your recent essay has caused considerable interest
in this office.
Unfortunately, there is no publication at this time
willing to accept material of this nature.
However, your poetry has aroused the interest
of several young songwriters,
one of whom has been commissioned
to set music to your poem,
'Yesterday, Tomorrow's Today'
for an album to be done within the next couple of weeks.
- Mm-hm.
- "Your presence here will be necessary
to consummate the deal.
The record business, as an outlet for your work,
could provide for you a very lucrative future.
Please advise immediately upon receipt of this letter."
This is from Los Angeles.
- Mm-hm.
How'd you like to go to California, Mrs. Silverstein?
- I'd love to.
- Would you? - Mm-hm.
- All right,
we're going to have an adventure.
We're going to put you on a plane
first thing tomorrow morning for Los Angeles.
You can go out there, rent a car,
rent an apartment,
Someplace not too expensive,
in the Valley perhaps, near a freeway.
I'll be out there maybe Tuesday or Wednesday of next week.
A friend of mine has a car-ferrying service.
I can drive the car from here to Los Angeles,
they'll pay me 50 bucks besides.
What about that?
- Why can't we go together?
- We can't afford that, honey.
But I'd rather drive out with you.
- Yeah, that'd be fun, wouldn't it?
We can't afford the time, baby.
What did he say?
"Within two weeks."
- Well, I don't think I can go tomorrow.
- You want to go to California?
- California?
- California.
- Wilma, there's someone at the door.
Hello?
Oh, Grace, I, I can't talk to you now.
No, I have to leave the line open for the police.
Well, it's Pepe.
I lost him in the park.
I'll call you back later.
All right. - Mrs. Kirby?
Mrs. Kirby, it's Pepe! - Oh!
Oh, thank God!
Oh, thank God.
Oh, I thought I'd never see you again.
Oh, you must be starved.
Oh, how can I thank you?
Where did you find him?
I can't tell you how grateful I am.
- That's all right, ma'am.
I have a couple of dogs of my own.
Well, I'll be going now.
Well, isn't there some way
I can show you my gratitude?
- Oh, no.
- Where in the world did you find him?
- He was just wandering down Commonwealth Avenue.
I almost run over him with my car.
Oh, my.
- But,
why that, that looks like an Utrillo in there.
- Oh, forgive me.
How rude of me.
Won't you come in? - May I?
By golly,
Oh, yes.
Why, it brings tears to my eyes.
- It was one of my husband's favorites.
He bought it just before he died.
- Yes.
- But I can tell you this,
he spent a lot of time in Houston,
and I do know that he was a member of the Ku Klux Klan,
because he kept asking me for a donation.
He kept arguing that people of our class
needed such organizations to protect ourselves.
Mind you, I have, I have no prejudices.
The man was persuasive.
He kept bringing me literature.
He said it was sent to him by a friend in Little Rock.
If you'll excuse me, I'll, I'll get it for you.
I, I just remembered,
I, uh, I don't know how to tell you this.
It's rather embarrassing.
It's not just the paintings.
There were two Japanese figures upstairs.
I do want them back.
- Well, if there's anything you can tell us, Mrs. Kirby,
anything that might lead to identifying him?
- He wears a truss.
Last call, flight 74,
departing for Los Angeles, now boarding.
- Sorry I'm late.
- Now, the Russians delegation
will be staying at the Ambassador Hotel.
After the motorcade leaves the airport,
the department would prefer to use Wilshire Boulevard.
- That's not only highly congested,
but there are tall buildings
every foot of the way. - Yeah.
- We'd be better off to take Jefferson
and sneak up Rampart Boulevard.
- I agree with you,
but we have to walk that thin line
between security and our image, you know.
We're going to be reproduced
by over 500 reporters and photographers.
Every country in the world is going to be represented.
Some from outer space.
Now, if we start treating the Russians
like marked pigeons, it's a bad impression.
Besides, Wilshire Boulevard is the standard of living
we're trying to sell, right?
- Will the route be announced to the public?
- Oh, yes.
Now, where is the best place for us
to observe the exit gates?
- From the tower.
- Well, why don't you and I go there now,
and we'll have another meeting here at three o'clock?
- All right.
- Oh!
- Yeah!
- I expected you Wednesday.
- Well, I got hung up in a little snowstorm
outside of Denver.
No more, no more separations, honey.
- No.
- I promise you, no more separations,
or my name isn't Henry Silverstein.
Hey, do you like the apartment?
- I like you.
Look.
Take a look.
Do you like it?
- Oh, yeah.
- And the car's in the garage.
- It's great.
- It's only $110 a month.
- Yeah?
- The apartment, not the car.
- Uh, it's kind of, uh, Waikiki pop, isn't it?
- Oh, I was so afraid
I wasn't going to be able to handle everything,
and I told the real estate man
that we couldn't afford a lease.
- Hey, I just want to call the agent.
And Henry, I have a surprise for you.
- Shh. - The time is 2:10.
- Hello, Sam? - And 30 seconds.
- Henry Silverstein.
Yeah.
Yeah, well, I just got in.
You got my letter?
Right.
Yeah.
Well, look, when can we get together?
Oh, come on, man, I just got in.
I want to see my old lady.
Yeah. - And 50 seconds.
- Well, just a minute.
Hey, look, honey, he's, uh,
he wants me to come over tonight.
They've got a recording session.
I can meet the composer,
and tomorrow, he's going out to a march in Tuscaloosa,
so this is my only chance.
- Tonight?
Well, if you have to go.
- Maybe I should, huh?
Hey, Sam.
Okay.
What time?
At 10 o'clock?
Right.
Okay, Sam.
Later.
Mm-hm.
I just hope he's not a hillbilly.
- Not yet.
Close your eyes.
Come on, close your eyes.
Don't move. - No?
Okay.
- Don't look.
Now turn around.
Dear husband,
Use this recorder in the best of health.
I know it will record all your poems for posterity.
Love, Inger.
- Oh, honey, you're too much.
Okay?
- Yeah.
You know, I've been thinking all day,
somebody's got to case the airport.
- Yeah, well, it'll be taken care of, don't worry.
- Well, you can't do it.
It's too risky.
- That's not my intention, Eddie.
- Well, I could do it.
- No, I don't want anybody going out to the airport.
Not you.
Miles, that goes for you, too.
- Oh, no.
No.
I have to memorize this whole system.
There's more than 63 wires here.
- Mm-hm.
- There's one thing that worries me
about this bank.
It's only got one entrance,
and it's right in the middle of the airport.
- In this case, it's an advantage.
Believe me.
- I don't see how the three of us can do it.
- No, we'll need one more hand.
- Anybody I know?
- You will.
- Hi. - How are you, Paul?
- Lunch, one hour.
- Mm-hm.
What is this?
I hope this isn't an indication of things to come.
- Me, too, baby.
You know, I, uh,
I think there just isn't enough time.
- Well, we got to go the 15th.
- Why the 15th?
- It's when the Russian arrives.
- What do you mean?
- February 15 is when the Russian premier
arrives at the Los Angeles International Airport.
- Are you nuts?
Haven't you been reading the newspapers?
There's going to be 500 cops out there, maybe more.
They'll be all over the place.
They'll be on rooftops, basements,
everywhere you turn around.
There'll be state security, federal security,
the State Department.
Fuzz, fuzz, fuzz.
You won't be able to get in or out of the airport
unless you're J. Edgar Hoover, and even he'll have trouble.
- Oh, Paul, I didn't think you'd object
to taking in a Russian as a partner.
- Oh, come on, Eli.
- Look at it this way,
we don't even have to give him a split.
- Look, I told you from the very beginning
that the Russians were sending someone
to check out our security.
The pact is reciprocal.
If and when the President of the United States
does goes to Moscow,
we have the right to double-check their security.
On that score alone,
I don't think there's any argument.
Get that number for me, will you, please?
- We just received a confirmation of the schedule
from the Russian embassy.
- Oh, good.
I guess I'm bugged,
because half the time, you keep us in the dark.
- Look, I'm sorry,
but my orders were to reveal as little as possible.
You've got to understand I have to take my orders, too.
Only mine come from a slide rule and an IBM machine.
It's true.
I'll give you an example.
General Mailenkoff arrives tomorrow, right?
Do you know what the projected plan is
from the electronic brain?
And I quote- - Here, sir.
- Oh.
Un moment, s'il vous plait.
"Expose the general
to the same conditions planned for the premier."
End of quote.
Hm?
- Hi, baby. - What happened?
- Oh,
another hillbilly.
I can't write for the hillbillies.
I don't have anything to say to them.
I don't know where they're at.
They're very weird,
but I got a great idea.
I was driving all over L.A. today trying to find the city,
but there's no city here.
It's just a, a giant village.
But, now, here's the idea.
A poetic essay that deals with the transient population.
All the people that come with smiles
and go with tears.
It's, uh,
we'll do it with 1,000 pictures.
Yeah,
yeah, we'll get you a,
one of those Polaroid cameras.
You want to take a lot of snapshots
at all the various places,
the air terminal,
yeah, we'll make a whole collage.
That's it.
What's the matter?
- I can't take any pictures.
- Of course you can take pictures, honey.
No, that's what I want.
Just an amateur going out, taking a lot of clicks.
What is it, baby?
- I worried for you all day long
and half the night.
I thought an accident happened to you.
- Oh, baby.
I'm sorry.
- I was just going to call the police.
Thank you very much.
- Anytime.
- This is Mr. Anderson,
the director of operations, Los Angeles Airport.
Captain Yates, Los Angeles Police Department.
This is Mr. Logan,
security chief here at the airport.
My assistant, Alfred Morgan.
Gentlemen, this is General Mailenkoff.
- We are looking forward to this visit.
Please look upon my early arrival
as a matter of protocol, rather than distrust.
- We will take you now directly to the Ambassador Hotel,
And the route used today
will be the same as for the premier when he arrives.
The exit gate will be a secret
until the motorcade is in motion.
Mr. Logan will telephone ahead.
The purpose of this is to ensure an uninterrupted passage.
We have decided to use gate nine today.
Only this immediate group knows about it.
- Operator, this is Mr. Logan.
Please stand by.
- All right, now.
- 993, please.
Operator,
operator, 993 doesn't answer.
Please check your board.
- Well, there was no use playing any games.
I had to give him an answer.
- How much did you have to tell him?
- I had to tell him the truth.
I can't figure it out.
It can't be a coincidence.
23 gates at this airport.
Only gate nine sporting a hangman's noose.
- The guard left his post
because of a commotion up the street.
Now, whoever started that ruckus
had to know we were going to use gate nine.
- Well, I can't wait any longer.
I've got to call Washington.
Oi.
Sorry, excuse me.
Have a look.
Here's a point of view,
but these pictures aren't very good.
This is the bank entrance right here.
There it is, eh?
This is another building.
That's the inside of it.
Now, let's see.
Oh yes.
Just like it is in the plan.
- Now, I'll be up here on this observation deck.
Now, I'll be able to see you when you leave,
and I'll wait until you get into the international building.
- I'll get it.
I got to go get the papers anyhow.
- Okay. - See you later.
Hey, you get all the stuff?
- I got everything.
- Come on, wait a minute.
Close the door behind me.
I got to go get the passports.
- All right.
So you got it, huh?
- The works. - Hey, Paul.
- This is for you, baby.
How about that?
- Beautiful.
- "Production number 8753, scene 86.
Jack Lemmon."
Well, why not?
I always said I was the leading man type.
Mr. Said Abadin, Mr. Said Abadin,
please come to the white courtesy telephone.
- Yeah.
Well, it should work.
Mm-hm.
Let's just keep our fingers crossed.
I'll call you back.
George.
- General Mailenkoff is talking
about having the premier bypass Los Angeles.
You know what that means?
Somebody's going to find out about that hangman's noose,
and the press will have a field day.
Then it becomes a national problem,
no longer local.
Now, let's face it,
one of us here in this room is responsible.
Now, think back the last six weeks.
Where were you?
Who were you with?
What did you say?
- These red wires cross to the yellow wire.
The orange wires cross to the green wire.
The other green wire.
Blue wires cross to the green wire,
- Hey, Eddie. - Hi.
What's stewing, huh?
How's it going?
- Green wires- - Passports,
the extradition papers, they're a work of art,
and, uh, his yogurt.
- Hey, what about the plane tickets?
- The what?
- Plane tickets.
- Oh.
Oh, yeah.
Whoa, baby, does that look good.
- Hi, baby.
- I'm sorry I'm late.
I got so involved taking the pictures.
I went down to the harbor.
Wait until you see them.
They're absolutely marvelous.
Look, here's the harbor.
And here's a big ship that arrived from Spain.
I did what you told me to.
I got the people's faces.
Look at them.
Aren't they marvelous?
- Come on, baby, have a little champagne, here.
I'm about a half a bottle ahead of you.
- What's wrong?
- I've just got something I want to tell you.
Come on, drink it.
Skal.
- What happened? - Drink it.
This little surprise package came today.
It followed me all the way from my New Jersey address.
What is it?
- I'll let you where I'm going when I know.
- The Naval Reserve? - Mm-hm.
- You've been drafted?
- No, honey, I haven't been drafted.
My group has been called into active duty.
Hey!
You gassed up?
- Yeah.
We've got to stop once before we get to Tucson,
that's all.
- Great.
I'll pop you to a lunch, there, pops.
- Oh, big deal.
Big deal.
- Look, will you stop staring and come to the point?
- I believe it was last Saturday, sir,
if you recall, your sister in Long Beach phoned you.
- Right.
- I took the liberty of having the call transferred to me,
because you were in the general's suite.
If you recall, sir, she wanted to get a good look
at the General and his party.
- Yes, I know.
- It was really your nephews.
They wanted to see the Russians up close.
- And I told you to tell her the field was closed.
Well, if she's calling again, tell her the same thing.
- But that's the problem, sir.
We can't make the same mistake twice.
- What do you mean?
- Well, if you'll refresh your memory, sir,
you instructed me to tell her
that as the field was off limits,
she could park her car on Sepulveda,
south of Century.
- Right. - That way,
she and the children could watch the limousine drive by.
Well, your sister told her cousin.
Her cousin told her mother-in-law.
The mother-in-law told a friend.
God knows who the friend told.
I checked it out very carefully.
If you're going to pass Century and Sepulveda,
you'd have to come through gate nine.
Somebody else must have figured that out, too.
- Are you trying to tell me
that I'm responsible for the leak?
- Well, we can hardly say it was your sister's fault, sir.
- Here you are.
- Inspector, I'd appreciate it
if you'd remove the handcuffs before you board the flight.
- Oh, yes.
- Have a nice flight, sir.
- Thank you very much.
Last call, flight 274, departing for Los Angeles,
now boarding from gate seven.
- He's finally agreed to go along with our original plan,
with one exception.
When we decide which gate we're going to use,
and you phone ahead,
use one of the pay phones outside the hangar.
The guard at the gate will also answer on a pay phone.
We can't risk going through the switchboard.
- Or his sister.
- Inspector Noel Day
and Harold Green.
- Yes, that's right. - May I take your bag, sir?
- No, we'd prefer to keep them here, if we may.
Miss, this here's my prisoner.
I'm taking him back to Australia.
You understand?
- You're transferring to Gran Nacional for Mexico City,
and then Qantas for Sydney, Australia.
- Yes, that's right.
- Have you made your confirmations?
- Yes, that's all been taken care of.
However, I am a bit worried about all the crowds
going to be at the Los Angeles airport,
you know, coming out to see the Russian,
and I was told that there is a chance
of some form of transportation
I could take to avoid the crowds.
- Yes.
I'll radio ahead to customer service.
I'm sure they'll be happy to accommodate you.
- Oh, thank you.
Thank you very much, Miss.
- Excuse us, gentlemen.
Pardon me, please.
- Have you noticed anything abnormal?
Are there enough police to handle the crowd?
I do not see any police on the roof of the-
- The Secret Service men are stationed up there on the roof.
We have police at gate three to act as a decoy.
As you can see, there are plenty of police around here.
- Flight nine is still estimated to arrive at 3:40.
- Thank you.
I was so stunned when I received the telegram.
I called the base, but it was all so confusing.
They suggested I come here to you at the Red Cross.
I don't understand why it's such a problem.
You see, I wrote everything down.
I know he had to report
at the naval base in Norfolk, Virginia.
I called three times, every time the same thing.
I don't know how many people I've talked to.
Look, I've got to be in Boston tonight.
It's Mrs. Galbrace's funeral tomorrow.
Here is the telegram.
It's from Mr. Sinclair, Mrs. Galbrace's attorney.
I don't know how long I'm going to be in Boston,
but I've got to reach my husband.
Why is it so difficult?
Is it a military secret?
- Sergeant Coxe?
- I know it's been going on for four hours.
- Sergeant Coxe?
Inspector Day from down under.
- How do you do, Sergeant? - Well, how do you do?
- Inspector, I'm going to leave you.
I have a flight coming in.
- All right.
- It was a pleasure meeting you.
Do come again.
- Yes, thank you.
Thank you very much.
Sergeant, my plane leaves at 4:30,
- Captain Peterson's on the phone.
He wants to know what we're doing about that traffic jam
on Century.
- Tell him we're working on it.
- There's the extradition papers.
- Yes, sir, captain, everything we can.
- Sergeant, I'd like to leave my prisoner here, if I may.
I'd like to go up and wash my hands
and get a bite and a nip.
- Yes, sir.
We're working on it.
Thank you.
- It's backing up on Crenshaw.
- We're working on it.
- The kids have crowded onto that press deck
on Satellite two.
They want another detail to remove them.
- Where am I going to get it?
No, wait, take two cars off gate three.
I apologize, Inspector.
It's like a madhouse here.
- Yes, I quite understand, sergeant.
- Uh, Howard?
Now, I've only got two lockups.
I'm going to have to put your man in with a psycho,
some guy that tried to broad-jump the runways.
- Oh, it's perfectly all right.
I'm sure that any accommodation at all will suit this one.
- This is Inspector Day.
The prisoner is Harold Green.
Put him in two.
- Come along, Harold.
I'll be back for him
in about an hour, hour and a half.
- Sergeant, you'll have to talk to the captain.
He's still screaming about Century Boulevard.
It's backing up
onto the freeway. - All right, all right.
Yes, captain.
He'll be right with you.
- I'm sorry, here.
Excuse me.
- Don't alarm anyone.
There's a couple of fanatics hiding in the lower level.
- Anderson to Tower, I read you.
Over and out.
The estimated time of arrival is now 3:50.
- Some pickets are forming in front of the bank.
- Better get a detail over there.
- Let's see, it's yellow with orange,
green with purple, and blue with black.
- Look, it's 16 minutes after three.
- Green with orange. - Come on.
- Stop it.
Green with orange.
- All right, folks.
You're going to have to move on and break this up, now.
I'm sorry, but you have to move on.
Look, you have every legal right to picket,
but we have an agreement
that it's got to be outside of the main gate.
So come on and let's move on.
All right, men.
Come on.
Pick them up and get them out of here.
Now, the rest of you people, either move on
or get on back to here.
Come on, now, let's go.
I'm going to pick you up and take you out, too.
Now, please, move on out of here.
Come on, let's move on.
Come on, that way or this way, but let's go.
Come on.
One way or the other.
Come on, lady, let's go.
- Well? - It's these yellow
and green wires.
They're on the phone circuit,
and there are 10 more than I expected.
- That's all we need.
- Now.
That's it!
- Open it.
Open it.
- If, if you open it, he's not going to hurt you.
- Open it!
This is the last time I'm asking you.
- Take it easy.
Can't you see he's scared?
- Open it!
Now, don't move.
Money!
Get in there.
- The tower's now in direct communication with the airplane.
He'll be entering the flight pattern
in about five minutes.
- Let's go.
Take off the uniform.
Flight nine has entered the pattern
and is approaching the downwind leg.
Over.
- When was the last time you checked the phone?
- About 10 minutes ago.
- You'd better check it again.
- Okay.
- Tower from Anderson.
Over.
- The phones are dead.
- Tower, this is Anderson.
Over. - This is the Tower.
Over.
- Flight nine,
give them a holding pattern.
Over.
Tower, do you read me?
Over. - I read you.
We'll give flight 9 a circling pattern.
Over.
- This is Anderson.
The phones on the south side of the field are dead.
I want you to check them out immediately.
- Flight 93 now arriving at gate 20.
- Bloody right.
- He does not understand
why the plane has not been announced yet.
- The pay phones are dead.
- The pay ph...
- Get me Sergeant Coxe, please.
Hello, sergeant.
- You better come inside the counter.
- All right.
Thank you very much.
Now, let's see where is he.
Hey, watch it.
Get him.
Hold it.
- There's another picket line forming over by satellite two.
Okay, I'll take care of it.
Would you send the C cars to satellite two.
Pull about six patrolmen off the entrance
and send them over to satellite two.
- Right, sergeant. - Uh, sergeant?
- Oh, I'm sorry.
- Time is running quite short.
- Yeah.
Howard?
Get the Australian prisoner in two.
- Right.
- Sergeant, I re-assigned those six men to satellite two.
They'll report in.
- Thank you.
- The sheriff's post is on the phone.
He wants to talk to you.
- Tell him I'll be with him in a minute.
You should have been here the day Elizabeth Taylor arrived.
- Yeah, so I've heard.
- You know, it's the traffic,
We've got 480 men out there.
We've called them in from every precinct in the city.
- Oh, my God.
- Here's your prisoner now.
- I would like to stick around and see the show.
- What time's your plane leave?
At 4:30.
- Oh, well.
Well, hope he didn't give you too much of a fuss.
- No, like a mouse.
- Oh?
That's a bad sign.
- Oh?
- Well, look at him.
Never says a word.
It's always inside,
Sergeant, normally I wouldn't ask this of you,
seeing your predicament and all,
but would it possible with the pickets and all
to give me a hand at least until I get him on the plane?
- Yeah.
You better go with him.
- Thank you very much, sergeant.
I hope one day, we can meet in Australia.
- You never know, and good luck.
- No, I got it.
I'll carry it.
You've got your hands full.
- All right. - It's heavy.
Well, all the bloody evidence is in it.
- Well, we can't keep the premier up there forever.
Can't you do something?
- Well, it won't take long to check them out.
Besides, we've got to make sure
it isn't some crackpot who's got onto us.
- Officer Howard,
I'd hate to wait in that long bloody line.
- You won't have to.
- It's inconceivable.
Absolutely incompetent.
The premier has circled twice.
Would you please tell us what's going on.
If you would just give us a chance,
a little time,
- Well, are you sure?
Well, have them report in as soon as they get there.
They've traced the source of trouble to the bank.
Starstream Flight 132
for Albuquerque, Oklahoma City,
and Tulsa will depart from gate 36.
- This is Inspector Day. - Oh, yes.
- Well, there, Officer Howard,
what month were you born?
- February.
- February, Pisces?
Yes, I thought so.
I've got a moon in Pisces myself.
Warm, romantic,
sensitive.
A bit inclined toward fantasy, though.
Oh, yes.
Generous, huh?
Are you married?
- I have two kids. - Boys or girls?
- One each.
- Oh, I envy you.
See, my wife can't have children.
She's- - Your tickets are
in order, seรฑor.
The stewardess has been alerted.
I hope you have a pleasant trip.
- Gracias.
Gracias.
Good luck.
- Officer Howard, thank you very much.
- Yes.
Yes, I'm waiting.
Well, put him on.
This is Anderson.
- Well, what is it?
What's going on?
- There's been a hold up at the bank.
- Oh, well, thank God.
Now, will you please bring the premier down?
Oh, you must be Inspector Day.
- Yes, that's right.
- Come right in. - Thank you.
- Nine D, nine E.
- Now, we want a roadblock at every crossing.
Don't you think I know it?
- There's been a holdup at the bank.
- You're kidding.
Now, traffic jam or no traffic jam,
do the best you can.
Get me sheriff's post three.
Now, I want you to hold two details and stand by.
We're contacting all departing planes
plus any plane that's taken off in the last 40 minutes.
Okay?
All right.
Now, let me give you a description of the two men.
- There will be a delay in boarding,
about five or 10 minutes.
- Oh,
well, I don't think it will bother him any.
Gracias, seรฑorita.
- I can't hear you over this crowd.
Now, repeat the second,
repeat the second description.
The second description.
- May I have your keys, please?
- Why?
Is something wrong?
- I don't know, but they're checking all the luggage.
Your keys, please?
Thank you.
Ticket, sir?
Fine.
Gate 25, sir.
- My keys, please.
Gran Nacional flight 992 for Mexico City,
now loading from gate 25.
- Your key, sir?
- Pardon?
- Your key, sir.
- No.
It's, it's, not locked.
- That's gate 25, sir.
- Thank you.
- Yeah, they're checking the uniforms now,
processing them.
They're probably from some theatrical house.
Yeah, we're checking the flights at the other end.
Yeah, that's right.
Any plane that's taken off in the last hour.
Last call for Gran Nacional flight 992
for Mexico City.
Now departing from gate 25.
All passengers should be aboard.
Fasten your seat belts, please.
Fasten your seat belt.
Uh, fasten your seat belt, please.
- Yeah, seat belt.
Fasten your seat belts, please.
- Fasten your seat belt.
- Gate 22.
Gate 22, you've got the hot seat.
- Remind me to buy him a drink someday, huh?
- All I want to do now is spend it.
- Yes.
Yes, it all depends on what you need.
- Uh-huh.
Yes.
All right, thank you.
I'd like a copy of the teletype.
There's no question now.
There was a Henry Silverstein,
but that was six weeks ago, and he was in the air force.
There's two Henry Silversteins at Norfolk.
One is 18, and the other is a captain
that's been stationed at the base for two years.
I had no reason to doubt her story,
but I went ahead and checked out with Sinclair in Boston.
She inherited the entire estate.
It's none of my business,
but he said it was close to $7 million.
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