All language subtitles for Golden Years part1

( David Bowie's "Golden Years"
playing )

♪ Gold b-b-b-baby ♪

♪ Don't let me hear you say ♪

♪ Life's taking you nowhere ♪

♪ Angel ♪

♪ Come b-b-b-baby ♪

♪ Run for the shadows ♪

♪ Run for the shadows ♪

♪ Run for the shadows
In these golden years ♪

♪ I'll stick with you baby ♪

♪ For a thousand years ♪

♪ Nothing's gonna touch you ♪

♪ In these golden years ♪

♪ Gold ♪

♪ Golden years ♪

♪ Golden years ♪

♪ Gold whop whop whop ♪

♪ Golden years ♪

♪ Gold whop whop whop ♪

( tranquil theme playing )

( labored breathing )

All right.

( labored breathing )

( sighs )

All right, here we go.

How you doin',
Rick?

I'm doin' good.
You?

Fine.

I like the spring.

I think I want to die
in the spring

when the whole world
is celebrating the fact

that life keeps going on.

You're a little young

to be thinkin' about
punching out, Harl.

( exhales )
I'll be 71 come November 28th.

That's not too young. Heh.

Yeah.

( scoffs )

You'll bury us all.

Eh, you wanna sign in?

Do I have any choice?

Not on this ship
you don't.

COMPUTER VOICE:
Good morning, Mr. Williams.

Please press enter.

( scoffs )

Machines that say "please"
make me nervous.

( beeps, jingles )

Enter thumbprint, please.

( high-pitched beep )

Thank you, Mr. Williams.

Guess I'm still me.

Have a good one, Rick.

WOMAN ( on PA ):
Falco employees are reminded
to take their cars

through the disinfectant wash
at the end of each day.

Thank you.

( ominous theme playing )

( sneezes )

Tell me when you're clear
across the board.

I will,
Dr. Toddhunter.

He's like a kid
on prom night.

Yeah,
with Uncle Sam's car.

REDDING:
Two billion dollars

for a blind date with
a virgin particle accelerator.

The least he can do
is buy us a corsage.

JACKSON:
Hey, enough already.
Get serious.

You know what
we're playing with here.

I know it.
And you know it.

I just wonder
if he knows it.

( squeaks )

Soon.

( machine whirring )

COMPUTER VOICE:
Voice identification, please.

HARLAN:
Harlan Williams.

Tech number 10884.

Custodian third.

Just like yesterday.

Thank you, Mr. Williams.

( breathes deeply )

Uh-oh.

It's a secondary override.

I know what it is.

JACKSON:
Dr. Toddhunter.

What is it?

I've got a red light
on a secondary override.

Now you've done it, Ollie.

Shut up.

Dear God.

( squeaks )

Dr. Toddhunter, I--

Be quiet!

Gentlemen,
we have a green board.

JACKSON:
Well...

I'm sorry, sir,
but we don't.

For the record, sir,
we have a red light

on secondary
override delta.

Secondary delta override
is fine.

We have a green board,
I tell you.

But Dr. Toddhunter,
you can see for yourself--

Shut up, Redding.

You're an intern.

That means
you keep your eyes open

and your mouth shut.

Understand?

Yes, sir,
Dr. Toddhunter.

Dr. Toddhunter,
the regulations--

This is a secondary
override switch, Jackson.

TODDHUNTER:
Do you follow me?

There.

You see?

It's a bad wire
in the go-no-go.

Probably 29 cents worth
of trouble. No more.

Yes, but the regulations--

I know the damn regulations,
Jackson.

There, you see the light
flicker green when I tap it?

Is this a symptom
one would associate

with a faulty go-no-go?

Do you believe I just might
have a point here?

Yes, I agree.

Chances are 99
in a hundred

you've got
a faulty switch.

For the record,

I am willing to accept
full responsibility

for proceeding as scheduled.

Well, that's fine, sir,

but we're dealing with
an untested process here

that requires
a great deal of power,

and--

Very well.

We'll abort.

But in my report of this
particular Gold Series test--

This Gold Series non-test,
I should say.

--I'll be careful
to spell your name right,

Dr. Jackson.

Very well.

Back to work.

HARLAN:
Fourteen.

Twenty-three.

And two.

( clears throat )

It's, uh, 32, 32,
not 23.

Hey, Harlan,
how you doin'?

( sighs )

U-u-uh, fine,
uh, uh, Billy, um,

ahem,
how are you?

I signed up for this
mail-order taxidermy class.

Figured
I could practice

on all them animals
zapped by the fence.

People pay good money
for well-mounted specimens.

That's what the book said.

That's good, Billy.

Uh, everybody
should have a hobby.

Hey, we're still
gonna do the floor

in the rec area,
ain't we?

I got the seal.

Uh, sure.
Uh, uh, yeah, we are.

I opened the windows
like you said.

You know, 'cause of the fumes.

Good, Billy, that--
That's good.

( machine powers up )

Sounds like
the mad scientist

finally got it workin'.

Whatever it is.

You want me
to wait for you?

( stammers ):
Uh, I'll, uh--

I'll see you there.

See ya.

WOMAN ( on PA ):
Harlan Williams.

This is for Harlan Williams,
10884.

Please locate.

Williams here.

Uh, employee locker room,
Level 4.

Please report to Administration
immediately.

Soon as I finish changing.

Thank you.

It is just a light,
Tommy.

Fine. It's the light.

Scientific history,
gentlemen.

You were here
in the year zero.

Correction, ground zero.

Not funny.

Not trying to be.

( labored breathing )

( clears throat )

Hello, Mrs. Rogers.

Uh, y-y-you wanted to see me?

Major Moreland
wants to see you.

Major Moreland?

Immediately, Mr. Williams.

( scoffs )

Yes, sir.

( somber theme playing )

( knock at door )

Come.

( clears throat )

Major Moreland?

Sit down, Williams.

What did you wanna
see me about?

This.

Uh, I--
I don't understand.

It means that when you took
your last physical,

you flunked the eye test.

Your vision is now
below the levels

set by
the Department of Defense

for civilian workers.

How much below?

Just over 6 percent.

Six percent?

Falls outside
the acceptable range,

so I'm afraid--

I'll get new glasses.

It wouldn't matter.

You're 71, you know.

Seventy.

( laughs )

Mr. Williams,

your vision is deficient

even with the glasses.

The regulations on this point
are perfectly clear.

You're damn right they are.

That's why you haven't
seen the end of it.

What do you mean?

I mean
I can read.

I follow all
the employee updates.

I can retake
the eye examination

if I want to.

Retake the eye exam,
by all means.

Be my guest.

No, I don't need
to be your guest.

It's the law.

Ah, yes.

"The law."

Commence...

primary sequence,
gentlemen.

What if it's not
just the light?

Go on, Tommy.

Go on.

In three,

two,

one.

Initiate.

( machine powering up )

( mice squeaking )

TODDHUNTER:
Take it to the next sequence.

Go on, Tommy.

( squeaking )

More power than
a supernova.

God help us
if it goes wrong.

Nothing's gonna go wrong.

( metallic whine )

( mice squeaking )

Touch in the next sequence.
Right now!

( melancholy theme playing )

( cackles )

Dr. Toddhunter,

I've got reds
on primary overrides.

JACKSON:
Dr. Toddhunter!

( crackles, pops )

Overload.

Dr. Toddhunter,
overload across the board.

Shut it down.

He's on another planet.

Shut it down!

You wanna die?

Shut it down!

No response
on the primary.

We burned out buses
as well as override.

JACKSON:
Shut it off now. Pull the plug.

Don't do that.

Do you know how long
it will take

to power up again?

Don't you get it?

This place
is gonna go sky-high.

Help us for God's sake,
you son of a bitch!

REDDING:
Well, now you've done it.

Calling him names.
We're fired for sure.

( alarm sounding )

( alarm continues )

( metallic whine )

( grunts )

( groans )

No need to panic.

MORELAND:
Everyone, remain calm.

Stay at your stations.

( alarm blaring )

I think we got it.

I think maybe we did.

( sighs )

( sighs )

( sighs )

( sighs )

Wait a minute.

( sighs )

( both sigh )

( both chuckle )

( machine powers up )

( old radio playing )

MAN ( on radio ):
A local news bulletin.

A grain silo exploded

at Falco Plains Agricultural
Testing Station.

A spokeswoman for the facility
said there was little damage

and no injuries.

An update on the hour.

( ringing )

WOMAN:
Falco Plains.

Hello, I'd like to speak--

We're sorry,
all of our circuits are busy.

( sighs )
Please try again later.

Thank you.

( dog barking )

( doorbell buzzes )

WOMAN:
Mrs. Williams?

GINA:
Yes?

I'm Terry Spann,

head of security
at Falco Plains.

May we come in?

Is my husband all right?

I heard
on the radio.

Are you alone?

Yes.

Only you and your husband
live here?

Yes.

Is my husband all right?

All I know is that
he was injured in an accident.

Please, Mrs. Williams,
we'd like you to come with us.

No.

I'm not going anywhere
until you tell me

what's happened to Harlan.

SPANN:
I don't know
all the details.

I was told to come get you,

bring you to the hospital.

But don't you know--?

Can't you tell me if--?

Is--?

Is Harlan dead?

Do you have a purse?

( clock chimes, ticks )

I want this place wired.

Tonight.

All right.

WOMAN ( on PA ):
All emergency personnel

must report to Annex M
for safety wash

before leaving the facility.

Thank you.

( squawks )

PRIVATE:
Lieutenant McGiver,
we've got a body over here.

McGIVER:
Is it Dr. Jackson
or Dr. Redding?

I ca--
I can't tell, sir.

All right.
Bag him.

( tense theme playing )

Holy mother.
The power's still on.

What are they trying to do,
blow us up?

The panel's over there.

What's your reading?

It's negative radiation,
sir.

That wasn't what
they were playing with.

What were they
playing with?

Non-lethal,
biological material.

Then why are we wearing
these freakin' suits?

Well, you can
take yours off

if you'd be more
comfortable, private.

( laughs )

Let's spread out.

There's another one
in here somewhere.

( mysterious theme playing )

( squeaks )

Come here, little fella.
Come here.

Here, sir.

I found this.

Maybe he can tell us
what happened.

Take him to the clean room.

They'll want to run
some tests.

PRIVATE:
Over here, Lieutenant McGiver,
I've got a live one.

McGIVER:
Who is it?

PRIVATE:
It's Dr. Redding, lieutenant.

How do you know?

I found his ID tag.

( haltingly )
Secondary delta override.

( coughs, gurgles )

We had a no-go light.

Dr. Toddhunter...

What about Dr. Toddhunter?

REDDING:
Can't quite hear you, man.

What about Dr. Toddhunter?

Told us to go ahead anyhow.

Ordered us.

I want to make absolutely sure
I'm understanding you, mister.

You had a red light,

and Toddhunter told you
to go ahead anyway?

Ain't that a bitch?

That's affirmative.

Alert the hospital, soldier.

We have a possible
alpha one hazard.

( martial drum theme playing )

WOMAN ( on intercom ):
General Crewes,

I've just received word

that Ms. Spann's car

is approaching the gate.

ALL:
Whoa.

( honks )

Smart girl.

WOMAN ( on PA ):
Infirmary personnel,

emergency procedure 721A
is now in effect.

I'll arrange a room for you
if you like.

A room? What for?

You might wanna
spend the night.

Right now, all I want
is to see my husband.

Well, why don't you
sit down over there,

and I'll see
what I can find out.

What's the situation here?

Never used to be able

to sneak up on you
like this, Terry.

That her?

How's her husband?

Mrs. Williams,

I'm the boss here,
General Crewes.

This place is
my responsibility.

Would you please
sit down?

Relax, Mrs. Williams,
your husband's alive.

( sighs )

Now there's nothing
for you to worry about.

This is a first-rate
little hospital.

Your husband's getting
the best of care.

How bad is it?

Nothing serious.

Can I see him?

Mrs. Williams,

would you excuse us
for a moment?

General Crewes.

You wanna level with me?

About what?

I get an emergency call

on my way to Washington.

What's going on?

Look, there's really
nothing to say.

This is great, Louis.

I tell the press we've got
a grain-silo explosion,

and you've got guys
running around

in doomsday suits.

We're running some tests.

So far, there's nothing
to worry about.

We're just playing it safe.

Okay?

You sure?

Trust me.

( tense theme playing )

You all right?

You need something?

I'm looking for the bathroom.

It's that way.

CREWES:
Mighty.

Stop her!

SPANN:
Wait. Wait.

Stop.

Is it safe?

CREWES:
Don't move. I'll check.

( beeping )

Harlan?

Can you hear me?

It's me.

Gina.

HARLAN:
Over here.

You're not allowed
in here.

Oh, Harlan.

I'm all right.

( sniffles )

Oh, my sweet.

I'm fine.

What is wrong
with my husband?

Nothing, Mrs. Williams.

Nothing at all.

Why don't you buzz him,
and let him know I'm waiting.

He knows you're here,
Dr. Toddhunter.

When the general wants you,

he'll buzz you.

He's the only guy
that knows what we've got.

Great.

Where do they find
these lunatics?

I think
he's from Stanford.

SPANN:
All right, tell me
what you do know.

( sighs )

Last year,
before you came on board,

the DSA dropped
two black-budget projects

in my lap.

The Gold Series was given

carte blanche.

Toddhunter runs it.

It had some
military application.

What exactly, I'm not sure.

That's all I know.

So, what's the green stuff?

You'll have to ask him.

SPANN:
How do we know
if he's telling the truth?

( beeps )

This is how.

Arlington gave me
the clearance

to open the file.

Jonah,

tell the doctor

we'll be a few minutes more,
and I appreciate his patience.

JONAH:
Yes, general.

( upbeat theme playing )

This makes me hungry.

I thought it would.

( EKG beeping )

That's the stuff that came out
when the lab exploded.

God had his hand on you,
Harlan.

( scoffs )

God ran over me.

Somebody did.

Knocked me over
trying to get away.

That's why I was in the hallway
when the lab blew.

If I made it inside,

I'd be looking like
my friend over there.

You've always been lucky.

Hm. Yeah.

It's a lucky man
who gets blown up and fired

all in the same day.

Fired?

I flunked the eye exam
on my last physical.

Maybe it's time
you thought about retiring.

I am not ready
to hang it up yet.

I got a right to retake
that eye exam and I'm gonna.

All right.

A man's got to have his work.

All right.

Let's talk about this later.

Mr. Williams,

I need to wash
the rest of you now.

( sighs )
Fine.

Wait a minute, uh,

you're not gonna
wash up there, are you?

Yes.

( scoffs )

Excuse me, but, uh,
there's some things

I'm sort of used to washing
myself.

I can get the male nurse
if you'd be more comfortable.

N-n-no, no, that's--

It's all right.
Don't do that. I, uh--

You give me the sponge,
I-I-I'll manage.

I'm afraid there's some places
you can't reach.

( grumbles )

Guess it's you and me, then.

I'll handle this.

No, it's all right, Mother.

She, uh--
She's trained to do it.

I think I've had more experience
cleaning up dirty old men

than this young thing.

Will you excuse us?

Call if you need any help.

Don't scrub so hard.

Sorry.

You always had
the funniest legs.

And am I glad
to see them again.

Hey.

Oh, hey.

( sobs )

I love you.

( sighs )

I don't appreciate
being kept waiting.

I don't have time to waste.

I should be
in my laboratory now,

assessing the damage.

Well, we won't be too long,
Dr. Toddhunter.

Just wanna ask you
a few questions.

I assume there's going to be
a formal inquiry.

Why should I repeat myself?

This is sort of
an informal inquiry.

Thought you'd be
more comfortable

talking about it with us

instead of to a room full
of bean counters.

Why this woman is attending
this meeting is beyond my--

My comprehension.

Well, let me see if I can
simplify it for you.

I'm head of security
here at Falco Plains.

Your lab blew up.

It's my job
to find out why.

You can
comprehend that?

Gold Series
is highly classified.

I'm not at liberty to discuss it
with just anyone.

You're not at liberty
not to discuss it.

And you're recording this.

On three different machines.

What exactly is it
you want to know

in advance
of my official report?

We wanna know the things
that won't be in your report.

I have nothing to hide.

Everybody's got something
to hide, doctor.

The talk I hear about you is--

Why don't we just start
with the simple facts, Richard.

What have you been
up to lately?

I've been experimenting
with regeneration,

attempting to accelerate
the healing process

in living tissue.

What's the military interest?

The battlefield.

Wounded soldiers return
to the front in record time.

Lose a finger and grow it back.

Just like a frog.

Terry.

TODDHUNTER:
On the humanitarian side,

it could mean
the end of disease,

the postponement of death.

Truly a--

A new world order.

May I have a glass of water,
please?

So,

what's the green stuff?

I call it KR3.

It's the byproduct of a harmless
chemical reaction.

Harmless?

Completely.

May I have another
glass of water, please?

You sure we oughta be
doing this?

It'll take forever
with that little sponge.

If you're strong enough
to kiss me like that,

you're strong enough
to get in the shower.

There's no--
Oh, what are you doing?

I'm joining you.

Get those places
you can't reach.

Well, there's lots of places
I can't reach.

Ready or not, here I come.

( Harlan laughs )

HARLAN:
Oh. Ow. Ooh.

( beeping )

( beeping rapidly )

He's losing it.

( both chuckle )

Ooh.
Ooh.

I'm supposed to be
doing your back.

( both chuckle )

( grunting )

Oh, God.

I'll get
the crash wagon.

Don't bother.

He was dead when the GIs
brought him in here.

He just hadn't stopped
breathing yet.

Let's get him out of here.

Autopsy is gonna
have to wait

until an investigatory team
arrives from Langley.

My God, Louis.

We are going to have at least
a token investigation here,

aren't we?

You don't believe him?

Do you?

No.

The regeneration
is just a cover.

For what?
I don't know.

Well, don't you think
we oughta find out?

We've got a guy here

with a major
personality disorder,

and you're letting him
play with a process

that could turn
all of upper New York State

into one big hole
in the ground?

You think he's crazy?

Certifiable.

Well, he's a genius.

He's allowed to be
a little eccentric.

Yeah, but not
irresponsible.

Look, uh, we don't have
to go out to dinner.

You can come over
to my place.

Louis, what if I could
prove to you

that Toddhunter knew
he had a red board,

and went ahead with
the experiment anyway?

We could get a pizza,
maybe takeout Chinese,

and I could teach you
how to use those little sticks.

Did you see his face

when I told him
Redding was still alive?

Not exactly overjoyed,
was he?

Better yet, uh,
I could cook something for you.

And then after we eat, uh,

we could have sex.

Do you mind being serious
for a minute?

I am.

Doesn't it mean
anything to you

that Toddhunter
nearly broke his back

trying to discredit
the poor guy?

( sighs )

Terry, where are you heading
with this?

Louis, if I could prove
that Toddhunter

went with a red board,

would you recommend
his removal

from the Gold Series?

Bring me proof, and we'll see.

Oh, come on, Louis.
Be straight with me.

Shock would be good
for your system.

All right,
for what it's worth, yes.

I would seriously consider
recommending his removal.

WOMAN ( on PA ):
Clean-up crews,

all refuse must be
tagged and submitted

for waiting procedures.

Thank you.

Maybe I should take him
to a real hospital.

Mrs. Williams, we've done
everything and more

that a real hospital
would do.

Your husband's getting
the best of care.

What happened to the man
who was in the other tent?

Uh, well,
we moved him to--

To a real hospital?

To a burn ward
in New York.

It's the one thing

we can't deal with
properly here.

That's not the only thing
you can't handle.

I beg your pardon?

Come here.

Ah, well.

What's the verdict, doc?

You tell me.

How are you feeling?

Oh, a little sore.

Still I got some of that
green stuff in my skin, though.

Maybe I oughta get
that nurse to give me

another one of those baths.

Mother here about scrubbed
my hide off.

Shut up,
you old fool.

I want you to look
at his eyes.

I did. They're normal.

Well, I think you should
take another look, doctor.

( scoffs )
What's the matter, Gina?

GINA:
Close your eyes,
Harlan, and be quiet.

What is wrong, honey?

Please, just do it.

Mrs. Williams, I don't know.
What are you--

Look.
Look at his eyes.

( mysterious theme playing )

There seem to be some
minor phosphorescent properties

in the dust
that he was exposed to.

There's nothing
to worry about,

I assure you.

He's fine.

It's a short-lived
phenomenon.

And you can
take him home tonight.

MAN:
Ms. Spann.

So, lieutenant,
any word on Dr. Toddhunter?

Well, the good doctor
has a checkered past,

from mishandling
dangerous materials

to faking
scientific data.

There was an inquiry,
but the charges were dropped

when the government decided
to take the funds

from the university.

Thank you, lieutenant.

Oh, and there's
one more thing.

Dr. Redding
died last night.

MAN:
Dr. Craig Redding.

Subject suffered

severe burns and concussion

in a lab explosion

at Falco Plains,
New York.

Cause of death
possible pulmonary edema.

DOCTOR:
Initial examination

and the brief
postmortem exam revealed

certain
anatomical peculiarities.

After consulting
Redding's medical records,

I'm at a loss to explain
these observations.

SPANN:
Tsk, tsk, tsk.

I'll take a picture
and send it

to the Surgeon General.

Don't you know
how to knock?

Why wasn't I notified
last night

when Redding died?

( scoffs )
I didn't think it was important.

It's not for you to decide,
is it?

Apparently not.

What did he die of?

You asking
in your official capacity?

Does it matter?

Burns and shock
and heart failure.

So what are
the anatomical peculiarities

you're at a loss
to explain?

Not only do you not knock,
you eavesdrop.

I like to think of it

as having a good sense
of timing.

You were saying?

During the course
of my initial examination,

I noted several scars.

The oldest

was on the left forearm.

Judging from the striae,

small horizontal breaks
in the scar tissue,

I'd say it was from a cut

suffered when he was
6 or 8 years old.

The second scar
was from an appendectomy

performed when Redding
was about 14.

Are you working your way up
chronologically?

Yes.

The third and much more recent
was a large burn scar

on his lower right calf.

So, what is it
you couldn't explain?

Shortly before he died,

I noticed that the scar
on his leg was gone.

What do you mean "gone"?

Disappeared.

If I didn't have the man's
medical records to back me up--

You're positive about this?

See for yourself.

I will.

( mysterious theme playing )

Oh, my God.

SPANN:
What are we doing here?

( upbeat theme playing )

May I have a word
with you?

Is it important,
lieutenant?

I got a chopper
full of DSA people

arriving in five minutes.

I think it might be
very important.

Who else in your party
heard what Redding said?

I don't know
that anyone else did, ma'am.

I had to lean down very close
to catch it.

He was weak and we were
in our hazard suits.

Are you willing
to repeat all this?

Yes, ma'am.

Testify to it if necessary?

Lieutenant McGiver,
will you testify to that?

Yes.

SPANN:
But you're not to say anything
until I give the word.

All right,
thank you.

Carry on.

SPANN:
The hearing will begin at 2:30.

I prepared some reading material

to bring you up to date
on the accidents.

Have a nice lunch,
I'll see you this afternoon.

What the hell
are you doing here?

Just came along for the ride.

I see you're still
dressing for success, Terry.

Why's The Shop
getting involved?

Who says they are?

Any of those guys really DSA?

( chuckles )

You know,
I really thought

you would've done
better than this, Terry.

I asked for the assignment.
It's quiet.

Best of all,
there's no outside interference.

That's the way I like it.

Well, I'm glad you got
what you wanted.

We were worried
you made the wrong decision

when you got out.

Seeing you again
makes me know how right I was.

CREWES:
Say the secret word and win
a hundred dollars, beautiful.

How 'bout "cover-up"?

Someday you'll make
one crack too many, Terry.

There are jokers like you
on the bottom of Lake Saranac

wearing cement loafers.

Ooh.

The word is Chicago.

( door buzzes )

Wanna go non-reg
for a minute?

I'll pass.

What's the matter?

If those guys
are DSA investigators,

I'm Boxcar Willie.

They're from The Shop.

How do you know that?

I used to work closely
with one of them.

Jude Andrews.

How close?

We were a team.

Were you intimate?

Yeah, very intimate.

We used to kill people
together.

( sighs )

So, what's he here for?

You don't know?

Well, I guess that
he's either here

to stop the project
or make sure it continues.

I wanna give them
Dr. Toddhunter.

In all his full-blown lunacy,
they'll have to shut it down.

If they believe Toddhunter
is as crazy as you think,

that's a decision
you'll have to make.

What if he cons them?

What if they wanna be conned?

If they put him
back in business,

I'll go public.

Are you looking
for a quick trip

to that nifty little
holiday club

The Shop keeps on Maui?

The place where you buy
everything with beads,

including all
the sex and drugs you want?

The only two catches are,

the place is surrounded
by electrified barbed wire

and the vacation never ends.

What I expect from you
is team play.

( door slams )

You hear that?

( melancholy theme playing )

Honey, let me do it.

Here, hold still.
Hold still.

( sighs )

Why are you so anxious
to take the eye test again?

So that scientist can finish
the job of blowing you up?

No, I don't think you have
to worry about that.

They're having some kind
of big hearing.

I think they're gonna
take away

the nutty professor's
play toys.

All the same, Harlan, why?

You're 71 years old.

Not until November 28th.

( sighs )

Split hairs all you want,

but you're not just
getting old anymore,

you are old.

Don't you think it's time
you hung up your broom?

Well, to tell truth,

I hadn't given it much thought

until that fat major
called me in

and told me I was done.

Then I got
my Irish up.

I know.

All right,
take your test.

Just don't be too disappointed
if you fail it again.

And listen, old coot,

will you promise me something?

What, Mother?

Have him dilate your eyes,

and ask him if he sees
anything green in there.

( chuckles )

Harlan, listen to me.

It's over, Gina.

It was a short-term
reaction to that dust,

that's all.

Dr. Ackerman gave me
a clean bill of health.

Of course he did,
he works for them.

I wish you'd go
to another medical doctor

and not just
your damned optometrist.

Heh. That might do more
than get me retired, honey.

It might get me jailed.

I signed a form agreeing
to abide by the terms

of the National Security Act.

To hell
with their forms!

Will you hush!

Whatever it was,
it's gone, it's over.

No more glow.

Normal nails, normal eyes,
normal everything.

Ackerman said it would be
gone in 36 hours,

and it was gone in 24.

He never did tell you
what was wrong, did he?

No.

I don't think he knew.

( sighs )

I tell you,
Harlan Ethan Williams,

sometimes I could just
kick your slats.

( sighs )

( melancholy guitar theme
playing )

Sometimes you have.

We had these pictures
taken at Coney Island.

The year before
we were married.

Do you remember?

Of course I remember.

Hmm.

God, we were young.

1942, wasn't it?

Mm-hm.

Let's see, I was 21.

I was 18.
Mmm.

You remember
my father?
( chuckles )

( deep voice )
"I don't know what
you see in that boy."

God, you were handsome.

And you, dear, were the most
gorgeous creature

on the face of the earth.

( laughs )

You better be all right.

You are, aren't you?

Yes.

And you're still
the most gorgeous creature

on the face of the earth.

( sighs )

( clock chiming and ticking )

Harlan.

Mm-hm?

When did we start
getting old?

I mean,
why didn't I notice it?

Huh.

You were having
too much fun to notice.

GINA:
Was that it?

HARLAN:
Mm-hm.

( tense theme playing )

The janitor
is the easiest thing to explain.

He didn't know I was coming.
I didn't know he was there.

My knocking him down
was a complete accident.

He had the fire extinguisher.

I bent down to pick it up,
and then the explosion happened.

According to Mr. Williams'
signed statement,

you hit him with the door,
knocked him over,

and then just hightailed it
on out of there.

I ran for help.

At least I was trying
to do something.

If I had anything to hide,
I would have my lawyer here.

I don't.

I'm more than willing
to put my complete faith

in this panel's judgment.

The sucker's good
when his back's to the wall.

Wait till I bring in
McGiver.

MAN:
Do you have anything further
to say, Dr. Toddhunter?

No, sir.

Except I apologize
for making a speech.

I'm here to answer questions,
that's all.

Does anyone have
anything further to say?

I think there's one more person
we need to talk to.

MAN:
Yes, Miss Spann, who is that?

Dr. Redding.

But unfortunately...

he's dead.

SPANN:
I can't believe
you told him about McGiver.

CREWES:
Andrews saw him waiting outside.
What would you have me do?