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- So Dave, I'm gonna have to hurry now, honey.

The band's on.

Yes.

Are you sure that Nancy's present's going

to be ready tomorrow?

All right, one more night and then vacation.

Bye.

Now, listen here, girls.

I got somethin' to say.

Seems like no one writes a song about my LA.

4:05, Curtis, and don't be late.

- There's no doubt about the value of these jewels.

Skillfully cut.

Magnificent stones, all of them.

I'm curious as to your most expensive piece.

- The Cordovan Diamond, the largest of my collection.

Exquisite.

- And this is your choice?

- The entire collection.

Tomorrow morning at 10.

- Definitely.

- Until tomorrow, then.

- Type this please, Miss Walker.

- Certainly, sir.

What do you want?

Now shut up, or you're gonna get hurt.

Come on, let's go.

So long, baby.

- Halt!

Halt, I said!

Joe!

Help me, Joe!

Joe, help me, please, Joe!

Don't...

- Hurry, up the stairs.

We'll go over the roof.

We'll go down the other side.

- All right, Travis didn't make it. Let's go, Curtis.

Linda, Nancy!

Hello there.

- Maybe you don't realize it, but you're a little late.

- Well, maybe you don't realize this,

but it's a wonder I'm not later than I am.

- Oh? - No, really.

You should've seen all the excitement

when I was leaving the job today.

Sirens and police cars came screaming up.

I think there was a robbery

in the building across the alley.

- Oh, really?

Well, maybe they were seeing you off from work?

- All right, wiseguy.

I'm late, but I'm home now.

That's just about the most important event in your day.

Where's Nancy?

- She's out here somewhere.

Here she is.

- Daddy! - Hey!

There's my birthday girl.

Six years old today, wow.

Hi, baby, how are ya, huh?

Happy birthday.

Did you bring me a present?

- A present?

Now what would I bring you

a present for? - It's my birthday!

- Well, now in that case,

I just happen to have brought one for ya.

Now listen, you just sit right there, don't move.

There you go, baby.

- It's a doll!

Thank you, Daddy. - You're welcome, honey.

- Oh, honey, it's darling.

- It's a Christy Minstrel doll.

Now listen, you just take the key,

which is in here somewhere.

Here it is.

You just take the key, and you wind it up.

Now you just listen to this.

- Oh boy, oh goody, goody, goody!

It sings.

I'm gonna call it Christy.

- All right now, young lady,

if you're gonna go with us tonight,

you'd better go take your nap.

- Aw, do I have to?

- Right now.

- Come on, honey.

I'll read a story to you. - Okay.

There we go.?

- Gimme a kiss.

- What if we blew it, huh?

- We did what we could.

- Look, Vicky was supposed to be here a half an hour ago.

Now look, we were supposed to go into that building

and come out with half a million in jewels.

We didn't do that, fellas.

- Oh, come off it, will ya?

Vito worked it out for us.

We did what we could.

The alarm made the difference.

We had to junk it.

Even Curtis' friend Travis got killed for nothin'.

- Where's Vito? - He's not here.

Come on, where's the stuff?

- I haven't got it. - What?

We threw it to you.

- Look, you threw it in the back of a truck.

Before I could get there,

some guy jumps in and drives off.

- Well, why didn't you follow him?

- Joe, I did follow him.

But I lost him.

- Lost? She lost him. - You know what you lost?

You lost us half a million in jewels.

That's what you lost us.

- Will you get off my back?

I got his license number.

- Oh wonderful, you've got his plate!

- Will you shut up?

You're making me sick.

- I'm gonna like watching you tell Vito.

- I heard shooting over there.

What happened?

Travis? - Yeah.

- Bad? - He won't talk.

He's dead.

- Vito, Vito, we had to dump the stuff.

The alarm went off.

- I allowed for that.

Where's the glass?

She's got a good story.

Let her tell ya.

- Wait a minute, Vito.

They're the ones that threw the bag

in the back of the truck.

That street was jammed.

There were cops all over the place.

By the time I got across the street,

some guy jumped in the truck and drove off.

Look, I did the best I could.

I did get his license number.

- I think she's got the glass.

- Vito, we got the guy's license number.

So why don't we go get him, huh?

- I'll do the thinkin' around here.

Piece by piece, I worked this out into a plan so simple

that anybody could pull off.

And all that come back to me now are a lot

of lousy excuses.

I'm sorry, Vito.

Vito!

What are you wasting your time for like this, Vito?

- She knows right where to lead us.

- You got all the answers?

- Not me.

- Curtis, get my car.

You're goin' with me.

- Nick, you stay here with her.

Listen, Vick.

If we get the stuff back, fine.

- But, Vito, I did the best I could.

- Mm-hmm.

Let's go.

- Keep your eye on her, Nick.

She's got a lot in her head I'd like to know about.

- All right, get outta here.

- Oh, thank God he's gone for a few minutes.

We can have a little bit of peace.

Peace?

You tell me how there can be peace in this jungle.

Just look at it.

It's a dark, dark city.

One of these days, you're gonna belong to me.

- You mean to... to us.

- What, you and me?

- Yeah.

It could be, if you wanted it bad enough.

- Hey.

- Hurt?

- Mm-hmm.

Mm, your hands are soft.

Feels good.

Nick, how come you're not yellin' at me like everybody else?

- Listen, ya did what you could.

We all did.

- Yeah, but, ya think we're gonna get it all back?

- I hope so.

We're due for a break.

- Do you want to know something really funny, Nick?

Nick, you know, I really thought it was love.

Well, you know what I found out?

I found out I'm just a toy.

I mean, that's all.

- The prince took him home to the palace,

and from that time on, they all lived happily.

- Daddy, I found a treasure.

- All right, honey, you keep your treasure.

But right now, it's time for you to take a nap.

- Good night.

- Good night, honey.

- Christy, I want you to guard my treasure, okay?

Don't tell Mommy.

One thing, that you'll never, never, never, ever speak it.

Christy, don't tell anybody about this.

Okay, Christy?

- Cost me 20 bucks, but I got it all.

Guy's name's Clarke, Dave Clarke.

Found that the truck's checked out to him.

- Address?

- I got it.

Yeah, phone number, everything,

I got it all.

- Let's go get Nick and Vicky.

Curtis.

- Nobody's home.

- Oh yeah.

Maybe I'll just come in and see for myself.

You better hurry up,

or I'm gonna drink all the wine.

- Yeah, well, you don't have to.

- No, really, Nick, let's, uh,

let's get away from here.

Let's go live in the sun, huh?

- Oh great, why don't you take me with you?

- Oh, I'm not kidding.

Bravo!

- Linda Clarke, ladies and gentlemen, Linda Clarke.

- I'd like to dedicate that last song

to a little girl named Nancy,

on her sixth birthday, and whom I do need very much.

- In just a few moments, ladies and gentlemen,

we'll continue our show with the very lovely Linda Clarke.

- Swell. - Beautiful.

- Linda, that was marvelous. - Just wonderful.

How come I didn't marry you,

instead of this no-talent sister of yours?

- Thank you. - Hey, look at you, kid.

Happy birthday, Nancy.

- Can I make a wish?

Only a big one.

- I wish... I wish I could sing just like my mommy.

- Well, there's a compliment.

- Oh, it is. - Did you get that

for your birthday, sweetheart?

- Sure, it's a talking doll.

Name's Christy.

It's not a talking doll, honey.

It's a singing doll.

Play it for 'em, Nancy.

- Would you like to hear it sing?

I think we all would.

- Say! - Hey!

- How 'bout that? - That's pretty good.

- Just like your mommy, huh?

Well, not quite.

Honey, what time is it?

- Hey, it's getting late.

We'd better get going.

- Right.

- Peggy, do you want to come help me?

- Sure, I'll go powder my nose.

- Honey, you be a good girl and stay with Daddy.

- Okay. - I'll take care of Nancy.

- Anyway, I think we should let Sherlock Holmes

and Dick Tracy work on that jewel robbery.

- Out. - He's the cop.

I'm only the engineer. - Come on, kid,

I have a little surprise for you, come on.

- Bye-bye, Nancy.

- Bye-bye. - Bye.

- See you later, huh?

- You sure knocked them dead out there.

But then you always do.

- I'll miss them all.

- Oh, they'll survive.

How long are you going to be gone?

- I don't know.

Who likes to plan?

- Oh, that's why you're taking the bus instead of a plane?

- No, that was Nancy's idea.

And since it's her birthday...

- So?

- Well, we take the bus.

She wants to see America.

Oh no.

Fat lot of America you can see between here and Tahoe.

- All right, never mind that.

Let's get back to the robbery.

Listen, I still say those guys were amateurs.

- Hmm, oh, uh, Dave, look, uh, no.

They weren't amateurs.

- Well, what makes you think they were professionals?

- Dave, the whole operation was too smooth.

It had all the earmarks of a professional job.

- How can you say that? They blew it, didn't they?

One of the guys got himself killed by the guard.

- What makes you think the guard killed him?

- What do you mean?

- Dave, listen.

This fella Travis, the gang man, uh, fella that

that got himself killed... - Yeah?

- Well, the officer swears that he only fired once.

Now the gun examination proved

that two bullets had been fired.

The second bullet entered his body

after the guard was already unconscious.

Now you, uh, chew on that for a while.

Now for our final show,

the very lovely Linda Clarke.

Goodbye, Daddy.

Bye. - Don't forget your doll.

Okay, Christy, let's go with Mommy.

Bye, Daddy. - Bye.

- Bye, Auntie. - Bye.

- When do you think you'll be able to get away

and drive into Tahoe, Dave?

- Well, if I can get wound up what I'm working on now,

maybe the day after tomorrow.

- Oh, good. - Oh, that's great.

- Yeah. - Well, listen,

there's no sense you're being alone tonight.

Why don't you come join us

for a drink, huh? - Oh!

- Oh, I'd love to, but I can't.

- Oh, come on.

- No, really, I got homework to do.

- Look, let's go to that new place, The Parrot Cage.

- Yeah, it's just around the corner.

Nope.

- Uh-huh, all right, we get it.

What'd you say her name was, huh?

- Oh boy. - Aha!

- This guy's got a dirty mind.

No, I... - Look, if you're sure now,

you don't want to join us? - Yeah, no, no.

If I don't get this work done tonight,

I'm never gonna catch up with it.

- All right. - You can understand,

you know? - Sure, sure.

- Okay, thanks a million, good night.

- You bet. - Okay.

- Good night, Dave. - Good night.

Oh, don't forget, I'll be by tomorrow.

- Tomorrow? - The dresses.

- Oh yeah, yeah. - Okay.

- Good night, Dave. - Good night.

Bye-bye.

- This the guy?

- Yeah, that's him.

- David Jordan Clarke?

Yeah, so what?

- Nick, check the car.

Bring him here.

I wanna talk to you, Mr. Clarke.

That all right with you?

- So talk.

- It seems as though a half a million dollars in jewels,

that belongs to me, accidentally fell

into the back of your truck.

Oh.

- Return the jewels, we'll be on our way,

and nobody'll get hurt.

- The robbery.

- Yeah, the robbery.

Now he's catchin' on.

- Jewels, back of my truck?

Oh, you're outta your mind.

- As a matter of fact, Mr. Clarke,

I'm a very sane man.

We've searched your house and the truck.

Impatient might be a better word.

- Let me have him, Vito.

- I'll ask him one more time.

The jewels, Clarke?

- Look, I told you, I don't have any jewels.

- Joe.

- Choose your weapons, Clarke.

Aw, Clarke.

What's the matter, Clarke?

Does that hurt, huh?

Did that hurt, huh?

Did it really?

Come on, Clarke, you can take it, huh?

- All right, Joe, come here.

Get a load of that.

- Yeah, yeah, it's the, uh, marina,

over across town, why?

- You've got a wife named Linda?

- Yeah, so what?

- The club's not closed yet.

- All right, check the missus out, Joe.

- Look, she doesn't know anything...

- Make it snappy.

Looks like we're gonna be here a while.

Why don't you fix us something?

Nick!

- The car's clean, Vito.

- You think I'll kill him?

- I don't know, Vito.

- The bag fell into the truck.

We found the guy.

And here we sit.

That a reason to kill?

- Vito, sure.

I'll make it up to you if you give me some more time.

- There is no more time.

Everybody's waiting for me.

I planned this thing.

If I win,

or if I lose,

somebody will pay.

- Well, hi, Joe.

How'd you know I was here?

- Hello, Larry, I didn't.

- Do me a favor, will you?

Cool it, you know.

I mean, I'm goin' straight now, you know?

- Yeah, sure, you're a good boy.

- Hey, can I buy you a drink, Joe?

- Yeah, bourbon on the rocks.

Sure.

- Hey, where's the broad, the singer?

- I don't know, Joe.

They closed out the day they went on vacation.

Where?

- I really don't know.

- Well, is there anybody around here who does know?

- You see the broad on the end of the bar, Joe?

- Yeah.

Sit down and buy her a couple drinks,

she'll tell you anything you wanna know.

- Thanks. - Don't forget.

- What'll you have?

- Oh, bourbon's fine.

- What world you visitin'?

- Oh, I was just thinkin' about what you said in the bar,

about, uh, secrets.

I don't like secrets.

- Why did you come into the bar tonight?

- Mm, to hear a singer.

- And what's she to you?

- Nothing.

I'm just a fan.

Well, you're gonna have to go pretty far

to hear her sing, because right now,

she and her little girl are on a Greyhound heading up north.

- Where the hell is that guy? I send him out for 30 minutes.

- You mean, she took a bus?

- Yeah.

- Where?

- Are you sure you're just a, a fan?

Lake Tahoe.

Like me?

- Lake Tahoe?

- You really do wanna hear her sing, don't ya?

You're gonna make me jealous.

- Don't be.

I just like her music.

- Hey, turn the light on, will ya?

I said turn the light on.

- Isn't this what you invited me up here for?

- Hey, let's, let's turn the lights on, huh?

- Oh, what's the matter, baby?

Don't you wanna play?

You broads are all the same.

You've always gotta play it your way.

Well, this time, we're gonna play it my way,

the right way.

So long, honey.

You lookin' for me?

- Come on, quit stallin', what's what?

- Oh, the girl, she checked out of the club.

She and the kid took a Greyhound for, uh, Tahoe.

- You sure?

- Yeah.

Ah, that's the talk around the club.

- So if it's talk, what took you two hours?

All right, bring him down here.

Vicky.

Call the bus station and find out what time that bus left.

All right, wake him up.

- Come on now, wake up.

- Yeah, all right, all right.

All right, all right, all right, I'm awake.

- Listen, Clarke.

Tahoe mean anything to you?

- No. - That's a fast no.

Think, Clarke, Lake Tahoe.

- Look, I told you, I don't know.

- We'll soon find out, won't we, Clarke.

Vicky, what time?

- Three hours ago, Vito.

They should be there early in the afternoon.

- Nick, tie him up.

Get that wife down here.

- Leave her out of this.

- What are you talkin' about, Clarke, your family?

- Look, I don't know anything.

They don't know anything.

You know damned well if I knew, I'd tell you now.

- I'm counting on it.

- How much time have we got?

- Well, let's see, the bus is about three hours,

and another eight on the road.

Vicky, call and get my plane.

Yeah, that way, you can pick 'em up in a few hours.

Call and tell me one way or another.

- I'll call you, Vito, as soon as I get 'em.

- You go with Joe, and do what he tells you.

Tired?

- Yeah, a little bit.

- Thinking too hard.

- I know.

I've been thinking too much about the future.

- There'll be better times.

- Sure there will.

If Joe calls, wake me up.

- Right, Vito, right.

Hurry up, Vick.

Sacramento, 30 minute rest stop.

- Mrs. Clarke, uh, Mrs. David Clarke?

- Yes. - I'm Mr. Allen,

of the Canyon Motel.

We received a telephone call

from your husband, Mr. David Clarke,

instructing us to meet you here.

He's flying in later this afternoon, on a plane.

- My husband is flying here?

- Are you surprised?

- Yes, I am.

How did you know I was Mrs. Clarke?

- See, I was told to meet you here.

He said he would explain everything when he arrived.

Oh, you must be Nancy.

May I get your luggage?

- Yes, I guess so.

We're gonna see Daddy tonight.

- Oh boy!

This way, Mrs. Clarke.

We're on a very tight schedule.

- How far is it to the motel, Mr. Allen?

- Just a few more miles.

- Well, can we go a little slower?

- I told you, Mrs. Clarke, we're on a very tight schedule.

- Mommy, look, he's the color of my dolly's skin.

Can you sing like my dolly?

- Nah, he can't sing at all.

He got his brains knocked out in the ring.

- Mr. Allen.

- Can't he talk at all?

- Naw, he can't even talk.

All right, everybody out of the car.

Curtis, check the luggage.

- Mom, Mom! - Come on, get out!

- What is it you want?

- All right, Mrs. Clarke, how 'bout a few words?

- Well, what is it you want?

- A half a million in glass.

- What?

You've got a half a million in jewelry

that belongs to us.

- Oh, you mean that robbery yesterday?

I didn't have anything... - Yes, I mean

that robbery yesterday! - Leave us alone!

- All right, honey.

Will you take your hands off of her?

- Are you saying no, lady,

you don't know anything about it?

- Well, of course I am.

I don't know just...

- Let's call Vito.

Operator.

- Los Angeles, Hollywood, 29649.

I'm sorry, sir.

All the circuits are busy.

Would you care to wait?

Uh...

- Haven't got much time. - Vito, listen to me, will ya?

Let's get outta here now.

There's too much chance involved.

- Get outta here to where?

What are you thinkin'?

Joe's got the glass?

The cops got him?

Or maybe you just want out?

- Take it easy, will ya?

I'm just a little nervous. - Yeah, well, so?

We're all a little bit nervous.

Just remember this, Joe needs me to get rid of the glass.

- What do you think it means, Vito?

Who knows?

We sit, that's all.

- Game's going the other way.

- You're not out of this yet, Clarke.

- No, I'm not.

But there's a lot of pleasure in watching you sweat

for a change. - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Listen, I'll tell you one thing.

My wife and kid better be all right when I see them,

because if they're not, I'll break...

Not what Clarke, huh?

David!

- Shut up, Clarke, if you value your life.

- It's me, Peggy.

David?

Oh, darn it.

- All right, Clarke, who was it?

- I don't know.

- She knew you.

- That's right.

But to you and him, and all the rest of you,

I don't know anybody or anything.

- I tell ya, Clarke, you must find some satisfaction

in, uh, being pushed around or somethin'.

- You want to waste your time?

Go ahead, it's your time, waste it.

- What do you mean by that, Clarke, huh?

- Stick around, you'll find out.

- You know some... - Oh, lay off him, Nick.

He's blowin' air.

- Blowin' air?

Blowin' air, huh?

Well, what if the girl comes back, Vito?

- Then we grab her.

- Yeah, but what if she comes back with somebody?

- We grab 'em all.

- Oh boy, you are dreamin' dreams, Vito, and nothin' but.

Vito, we blew the job, and why don't you admit it?

Shut up!

- Vito, we are never gonna see those jewels.

- Nick, this guy spits out a couple of words,

and you're ready to cut out!

Nick, you all right?

All right, Vito, you made your point.

We'll stay.

- We'll?

You two have plans?

- No.

- Nick!

- I'm stayin'.

- I know we're ducks here.

But we'll all go when we can.

- That's a good idea.

So good you made believers out of 'em.

Look at 'em.

Go ahead, tell 'em, Vito.

But don't turn your back on 'em.

- Ah!

- Oh, what a perfect day to do absolutely nothin'.

- Stop sounding like you're still at work.

- Mm, here, here, that's no way to talk.

Now you know that neither rain, nor sleet, nor snow...

- Shall stay my flat-footed husband

from his appointed tasks.

- Right.

- Besides, that is for postmen, not policemen.

- Oh yeah, that's right, son of a gun.

- Look, J. Edgar Hoover, speaking of sleuthing,

are you or are you not going to go and see

if David's all right?

I'm talking to you.

- Okay, I'll go call.

- I don't mean call.

I mean go.

You know he doesn't answer the phone when he's working.

- Oh now... - Well, hardly ever.

- Look, my dear little Miss Sherlock Holmes,

I'm sure if David is working,

he doesn't want to be disturbed by me.

- Well, it's not like him not to answer the door.

And anyway, I need those dresses so I can sew them.

- Oh yeah, speaking of sewing,

how about starting on that loose button on my suit?

- Frank, I'm serious.

I'm worried about David.

- Aw, come on, Peggy, have a heart.

I'd like to... - I mean it.

- All right.

If you insist, and you're gonna nag me about it

the rest of the day, I'll tell you what,

I'll run over there in the car

and rouse David from his drawing board,

and probably get thrown out on my ear.

- Well, it's just that I have a feeling

that something isn't kosher.

- All right, sweetheart, I'll go over there,

but first, a little goodbye tenderness,

hmm? - Mm.

- Hey, Peggy, how does it feel, huh, huh?

How does it feel?

- Ooh, you're gonna get it! - Oh, oh, oh!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Mercy!

- All right, Mrs. Clarke,

do I have to listen to that damned doll?

Curtis, why don't you take the kid out

for some fresh air?

Oh, not you.

You really dig that kid, don't ya?

A kid, a husband, a swimming pool,

country club on Saturdays.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I get the picture.

I'll bet you even play bridge

with the girls on Thursday, huh?

I'll even bet you come home and you sleep

in a big king-sized bed.

- Well, what's wrong with that?

What's wrong with living like a decent human being?

- I'll tell you what's wrong with it.

Now you think you're somethin' special.

Well, you're not.

You're just like me.

And you feel good.

You feel really good.

Does that feel good, huh?

- David, Curtis!

Get away.

- Curtis?

You think Curtis is gonna save you?

Curtis, oh, that's rich,

Curtis with the big, brown eyes,

tryin' to pucker up his lips and speak.

Well, Curtis is a freak, baby.

Curtis is a freak.

At least he's not an animal.

- Later, baby.

- Leave my mommy alone!

I'll give you my treasure.

- Now you take this kid inside

and keep her out of my hair!

- Vicky.

- Yes?

- You still wanna go away?

- Only if you go with me.

Vito!

Oh!

- Vito, will you stop it?

Stop it, Vito!

- Well, I guess I'd better go in and check him out

before, uh, before my wife gets all over me.

What time we due in, Larry?

- About 20 minutes.

- Oh, I'll be right out.

- You must've really wanted out, Nick.

Well, we'll see how far you get.

- Because you don't have a chance.

You want to waste your life?

Go ahead, Vito, you're losin'!

- Losing?

- Look, you can have the jewels, Vito,

just leave us alone.

- I'll leave you alone,

both of you.

Watch this, Clarke, because you're next.

- Vito.

- Hey, Dave.

Hey, where the heck are ya?

Dave!

Dave!

Dave, it's me, Frank. - Easy, Clarke.

- Dave, it's me. - Frank, look out!

Nick!

- Nick, are you all right?

Are you all right, honey?

Nick?

For cryin' out loud, Nick, let's go.

- You get back before you get hurt.

- Let's get away. - Stay down.

Don't argue with me.

Vito!

Nick?

Nick, are you all right?

- Oh, it's all right, Vicky.

It's over.

- Watch him.

- No noise, or you got a dead daughter.

And don't try to call Curtis.

It's just you and me, baby, just you and me.

I told you, I will kill her.

- No.

- I'll kill you, boy.

I'm gonna choke the life out of you.

Nobody's gonna help you.

All right, stop, hold up!

Hey, stop!

All right, get out of the car.

- Hey!

I'm gonna kill you, Mrs. Clarke.

Is somebody there?

Please, is there anybody there?

- Officer!

- The officers know they were in this area.

They're tryin' to pinpoint it exactly.

- Look, you don't know this guy.

He gets his kicks out of hurting people.

Yeah.

Come on, Nancy, the road's blocked.

We've got to run.

- Okay. - Hurry.

- This may be the break we've been waiting for.

- If they only would've found the damned jewels,

none of this would've happened.

Oh God, it's gotta be a nightmare.

Easy, Dave.

- Why did it have to happen to us?

- Now, look, there's no sense torturing yourself.

Now they're not gonna hurt Nancy and Linda, I promise you.

Not as long as they think the only chance they have

of getting those jewels back is through them.

- Let's go, we've got a pretty good idea of where they are.

Mommy, my dolly's stuck.

Harry, you work your way up that way.

Fire a shot if you see anything.

Come on, let's hurry.

Linda!

Nancy!

Linda!

Nancy!

Linda!

Nancy!

Linda!

Nancy!

Please help me.

I'm so tired.

- Wait, Nancy.

Don't step in the snow.

Be quiet, stay close to the rock.

Be careful, hold on to Mommy.

Nancy!

Linda!

Nancy!

Linda!

Nancy!

Linda!

Nancy!

Linda!

I'm tired, Mommy.

I can't go on.

You gotta keep going.

- Work your way up that way.

It's the end of the line, baby.

Mommy, I dropped my dolly!

- Hold it.

You okay, Dave?

Over this way.

Daddy, Daddy!