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Pull that lever!
She's coming in wild!

Air call number
JYG 176542.

Mr. Buckman took off from Houston
at 10:22, destination, the Bahamas.

That should put him
about halfway there.

Well, of course it's
emergency priority.

Would I call you if
it was anything else?

Happy New Year, Irene.

Yeah. Calhoun number five,
Baytown.

Any field closer than Houston
can take the JetStar?

No. Bring them back here.

Well, put away your little
whistle, Georgie, and load up.

Yes, ma'am.

Hello?

Yes, Irene?

Well, hold on a minute.

Bill, what's the flying
time back to Houston?

Ed Calhoun's number five.

Eighty-eight minutes,
Chance.

Well, turn around easy.

We wouldn't want to scatter
Mr. Lomax's winnings.

Irene, you can have the 'copter
pick me up in an hour-and-a-half.

Right.

And a Happy New Year.
You, too.

Sorry, folks.
We'll try again next year.

Don't apologize.

This is better than
gambling in the Bahamas.

Yeah, Irene?

Okay. I'm on the way.

And a Happy New Year
to you.

No, I'm sorry.

Mr. Gregory Parker
is not in his room,

and he does not
answer the page.

Do you have
a Dolores Juarez registered?

How about Lupe Esteban?

Yolanda Rodriguez?

Si. Un momento.

Who knows you are here
with me in Acapulco?

Nobody but you,
baby, I thought.

Yeah, Irene?

Yeah. I'll grab the 6:10
plane out of Mexico City,

and you check arrival time in Houston
and have the chopper meet me.

Same to you.

It is a fire?
Yep. You wanna go?

It all started between us
at that fire near Durango.

No.

I could not live
through another one.

This one's all set.

Well, move it on in.
Pick some of that iron up.

Can you save the wellhead, Chance,
or am I gonna have to re-drill it?

Well, don't cut your
throat yet, Calhoun.

We'll do all we can.
Okay.

Mr. Buckman.
Yeah?

To acquaint our television audience
with what's going on here,

have you got
anything to say?

Yeah, your TV truck's
too close.

Happy New Year!

New year, new job,
everything.

Helen,
this is Chance Buckman.

Helen Meadows.
How do you do?

She was on the plane
from Mexico City.

You know, she's never
seen an oil well fire.

Well, I hope you find this one
very interesting, Miss Meadows.

Thank you.

I thought your menu for
New Year's was Mexican.

Well, that was last night. Why
waste a perfectly good fire?

Well, are you gonna watch
it with her or join us?

Yeah.

Where are my
work clothes?

Calhoun's trailer.

You're going to go into that?

You're insane, and so
am I for not going on to Denver.

Whoa, honey. Denver's full of ice
and snow and very cold people.

It's funny,

but for the first time,
I got this sort of a feeling.

It's having met you,
I guess.

I just had to do that.

Greg, what do you think?

What does Chance say?

Well, not to cut
my throat yet.

Settle for that.

Mr. Parker, what have you got
to say on this situation?

Move your truck back.

Well, can't you tell our television
audience what's being done here?

Tell them, Cal.
Mr. Calhoun...

Larkin here will tell you.
He's my field superintendent.

I notice those fancy
red jumpsuits out there.

Why do Buckman
and his crew wear them?

I gather that's
smart showmanship?

Well, you gather wrong.

Every eye here is on those red
suits, watching for signals.

Nobody else gives orders.

I see.

Hey, what the hell's
going on?

The equipment's overheating.

They've gotta clear away
every piece of metal.

Otherwise, when they blow
the fire out,

the hot metal
will reignite it.

According to
Mr. Larkin, that section

of drill pipe you see
sticking out of the hole

has to be cutoff
right at the wellhead

before they can
move in with the nitro.

It's spreading the flame.

They've got to have a single column
of fire shooting straight up

before they'll try
to blow it.

Mr. Larkin, just how soon

before they will attempt
to blow this fire out?

They won't try to kill it till
they're ready to cap the well.

The control head's being assembled to
Buckman's order and isn't here yet.

Joe, we'd better get
to work on that nitro.

Don't tell me. I know.

You're bushed. You'd like
to take a little nap.

Well, I was up all night.

Of course, you couldn't
have slept on the plane.

What'd you use for openers this trip?
The old headache gag?

"Why, you poor man. Perhaps
if I rubbed your neck?"

True, every word, true.

But it works.

Well, I can't say
I blame you.

A fella as ugly as you are couldn't
get to first base without a fire.

Here's the control head.

Get it rigged.
I'll finish with the nitro.

Okay. George!

Sorry to interrupt
your nap.

Yeah, George said
it broke your heart.

One of these days

some husband or boyfriend's
gonna show up with a 12-gauge,

turn your prat
into a punchboard.

Now, the drum filled with nitro
is covered with asbestos

and kept wet to keep it
from exploding too soon.

Well, for the benefit
of our television audience,

what'll happen if it does?

Wouldn't be enough left of them
to pick up and put together.

Well, then we better get back
in this remote truck. Come on!

The explosion eliminates the oxygen,
which is what kills the fire,

but the nitro drum has to be placed
in exactly the right position.

They're using brass tools
to avoid creating a spark.

Even the static electricity of a man
running his hand through his hair

can set it off again.

What a great sound!
That's it!

Now I think we can
get a statement

from Mr. Chance Buckman
himself.

Hey!

Back up!

Ambulance!

Ambulance!

Come on!

Stay back!

Mr. Parker,
do you think it's serious?

No, we're still
sweating him out, Cal.

Sure. Sure, Cal.

The minute I know anything.

Thanks.

Joe, how is he?

He's still in surgery, Jack.

He took a real bad beating.

He's had busted ribs before.

This time his lung
is punctured.

It's bad enough that
Greg got the number

from Irene and
called San Francisco.

Madelyn and Tish?

How in the hell
did he hear about them?

Did you open your big...

One night last year
down in...

Chance got stoned
to the eyes,

and Greg spotted
a photograph in his wallet.

Greg asked Chance who it is.

Chance tells him
it's his wife and daughter,

and if Greg ever
mentions it again,

he's gonna break him
in two, that's how.

They're not coming here?

Well, Madelyn's in Europe and the
girl's skiing in Jackson, Wyoming.

Greg flew up to get her.

You couldn't stop him?

No. I agreed with him.

Suppose Chance...
Suppose... Suppose he...

Suppose it doesn't look like
he's gonna make it?

At least he might have time
enough to see his child.

Miss Buckman?

I'm Greg Parker.
I phoned you.

Thank you.

I... I'm a little
uncertain about this.

Funny time to be uncertain,
isn't it?

I mean, I'm not sure
I should come at all.

That's funnier yet.

Just a minute.

You said he didn't ask for
me, that this was your idea.

What difference
does that make?

He's your father,
and he might die.

Would you get aboard,
please?

You...

You okay?

I don't know.

Frankly, I don't know
how I'm supposed to feel.

I'm sorry he's hurt.
I want him to get better.

But I hardly
remember my father.

Your mother never took the time
to fill you in on him?

All she ever told me about him was
that he was in the oil business

and that he was a wonderful man and
that she was the wrong woman for him.

And when I was old enough to
realize how unhappy it made her,

I stopped asking questions.

Well, she couldn't exactly
rap him

for all the dough
he must've been sending her.

She never took a penny
from him, that I know.

Her name was Randolph,

of Randolph Department Stores
in San Francisco.

Yeah, Randolph.
Well, that...

That made it easy for her to
walk out on him, didn't it?

You're struggling to be some
sort of boor, aren't you?

No, I just know it wasn't Chance's fault.
Were you there?

No, no, but I got
a clear picture now.

He had the bad luck
to marry a complete bitch.

Shorty, it's getting
hard to breathe in here.

Why don't you
go forward?

I will.

Look, I'm sorry.

It's just that
your dad, he means...

I'm sorry.

Hiya, Joe. How is he?

It wasn't near as bad as we were told.
He's gonna be all right.

Knock wood.
Tish!

Uncle Jack!

It's so good
to see you.

They just brought him down. The
doctor will be out in a minute.

It seems you two
know each other.

I've known him
all my life.

This is Joe Horn, dear.
George Harris.

Hi.

The last time I saw you,
you were in rompers.

Hello again.

I didn't know
you knew my father.

Well, your father
wanted it that way,

and your mother
went along with it.

I've just sort of been keeping
track of both of you, for him.

I'm completely...
Not nearly as surprised,

if that's what you mean. as I am.
Here's the doc.

Well, as usual, he's not what you'd
call the most cooperative patient.

Halfway out
of the anesthetic, he says,

"Where's my pants? I want to
get out of this hospital."

Figures.

May we see him?

No, I had to put
him out but good.

It looks like we're gonna
have to keep him unconscious

to hold him a spell.

Could I see him?

It'll be at least
the end of the week.

Bill, this is his daughter.

Well, then come along,
Miss Buckman, come along.

What's all
the mystery about?

There's no mystery.
There just seems to be.

Boy, there's nothing like a nice,
clean-cut, straightforward answer.

Thank you. Jack.

This is my place, and this is your
father's. We both have guest rooms.

I think you'd prefer
your father's.

Mr. Lomax!
How is he, Mr. Lomax?

He's gonna be fine, Hernando.

This is
Mr. Buckman's daughter.

She'll be staying
with us a while.

Put her bags in the
guest room, will you?

Anything I can
get you, senorita?

No, thank you.

You can turn in now,
Hernando.

Good night.

Well, as long as I've got
a lot of talking to do,

I think I can do it
better with a drink.

All right.

Coming right up. Tish?

Scotch rocks,

now that you don't look like
you want to slip me a mickey.

Seems we started off
with sort of a ruckus.

Divided loyalties over
my mother and father.

Here you are.

You're on, Uncle Jack.

Honey, along time ago, I fought
oil fires for a living, too.

Your dad and I were, well,
just like he and Greg are now.

We were coming back
from a job in Indonesia,

and we stopped off
in San Francisco.

Chance had promised
some gal a fur coat,

and he went to
Randolph's to buy it.

I never did know what
happened to that fur coat,

but two weeks later he
showed up here in Houston

married to your mother.

I knew right from the start
that our work terrified her,

but she wouldn't
let on to Chance

and she wouldn't
let me tell him.

Then you came along,

and two weeks later
I broke my back in a fire.

The next few months,

every job that Chance went
on was a nightmare for her.

She couldn't hide it anymore
and he couldn't quit,

so she packed up and took
you back to San Francisco.

Then how is it
I remember him?

I must've been five or six.

That's right, honey.

They went back together
a half a dozen times,

but your mother could never
get over her fear,

and your father knew if
she was ever to be happy,

he'd have to stay
out of her life.

So that's the decision
he made for them.

I understand a lot of things
about my mother now.

I don't think she's ever
been out of love with him.

Well, I know he's never
been out of love with her.

But still, he couldn't
give up his work.

Honey, since my accident,

I've been extremely lucky
in everything I've touched.

But I'm just another Texas oil
man with his own building.

Your father is one of a kind,

the best there is
in what he does.

No man can walk
away from that.

Thank you for bringing
me here, Greg.

You're welcome.

How do you think he'll feel
about seeing me?

Am I going to remind him of something
he'd rather leave forgotten?

Forgotten?

Honey, he's followed you two
like a hungry man.

Through me, the San Francisco
papers, any way he could.

I remember once
when you had the chicken pox,

I had to stop him from flying
in half the Mayo Clinic.

I'll be damned.

I've known this man
for 10 years,

and he's kept all
this under wraps.

The investments
you made for me...

The money came from
my father, didn't it?

Yes, but you're not
to tell him I told you.

Tish, it's been a day
for you.

Why don't we all
turn in? Greg?

I'll check with the hospital
and keep you both posted.

And incidentally,

your room is the first door on the
left at the top of the stairs.

Just buzz Hernando
if you need anything.

And if you'll knock
on my door in the morning,

I'll buy you a cup
of coffee.

Thanks for everything,
Uncle Jack.

Good night, dear.

You, too, Greg.

Good night, Tish.

Good morning.
Good morning.

I'm Letitia Buckman.

Well, I'm Irene Foster. The
boys told me you were in town.

They're back here.

Hi.

Hello there.
What a surprise.

A business office.
Fine thing.

Won't they let
you play with them?

No, I'm into them for too much.
This is my game.

It's an exhausting business.

I'll bring some coffee.

I just missed you
at the hospital.

You were pulling out
as I was pulling in.

How good is Dr. Forrest?

The best.

I wonder.
He tells me dad is fine,

and then he tells me
it's no use

my coming back
for another week.

Well, he told you he was
gonna keep him sedated.

That's the only way
the doc can keep

from tangling with your old man.

That reminds me. I have a message
for you two from Uncle Jack.

He's gonna take the blame
for my being here.

Lomax doesn't have to...
Quiet. will you?

Joe.

These are incredible.

Is this what
they're really like?

Well, kind of, yeah, but
no two are ever the same.

Come here. I want to
show you something.

This is where your dad signs the
checks, when he gets around to it.

From an
African tribal chief.

His presentation speech
lasted over an hour.

What he was saying
was that, to him,

Chance hung the moon.

My work room,

except Chance uses it for
all the junk he collects.

This one's oddball. Mexico.

That's live steam shooting up
under 6,000 pounds' pressure.

No oil? They drilled into
an underground volcano.

Chance capped
that one by himself.

Where were you?

Joe and I were in
Nigeria on another job.

Chance talked them
into building a power plant.

Says it'll supply eight Mexican
towns for the next hundred years.

That's wonderful.

Coffee's ready.

Here you are.
Thank you.

Buckman Company.

From another African chief?

No, a witch doctor.

I told Chance he ought to wear
it every once in a while.

Improves his looks.

Just a moment, please.
It's Chuck Barton.

Yeah, Chuck. Greg Parker.

Yeah.

Yeah.

No, Chance can't make it.
Joe and I'll handle it.

Be there in two hours.

Barton number seven,
Landry Parish, Louisiana.

Irene, pull that file on the
Tri-State Acadia Parish fire.

We'll take the chopper,
George.

Right.

What's he looking at?

We keep a record
of equipment

we've had manufactured
all over the world.

That's the list
nearest this job.

Is it a big fire?

Big or small, it's money.

I'll go with you.

I don't think your father would
want that. What do you say, Joe?

No, Chance is... He's kind of
funny that way, Irene?

Well, he does get
definite ideas about things. No.

Sorry, Tish.

Call Tri-State and tell them to roll
the entire list over to Barton 7.

Wait a minute.

How far is New Orleans
from this fire?

About 90 miles.

I was thinking of going
to New Orleans anyway.

I thought I could
visit a friend,

at least until I can
see my father.

All right, you can use the jet.
Irene will arrange it.

Ten thousand scattered
in 15 miles. Thanks.

No sweat. We're all clear.
Bye-bye.

Joe, George.

Greg.

See you when we get back.

Would you, like to let your
friend know you're coming?

Yes, I would.

Operator?
New Orleans information.

Miss Joan Gilman,
112 Elm Street.

Hi!

Come on!
Hey. what's the big rush?

I gotta get me a rent car.

You going to a fire
or something?

What for?
I met a fireman.

Hi, George.

How'd you get here?

In this.

Would you tell this officer that
I am Chance Buckman's daughter?

She sure is.

I'm sorry, miss.

If I was to let
everybody through,

there'd be
a thousand sightseers.

I saw them. It took me hours
to get through the traffic.

Where are Greg and Joe?

Back at the motel
just before the turnoff.

You passed it coming in.

Well, what are they doing there?
Is anything wrong?

No. Greg's a little unhappy
about the water supply,

but it's being worked on.

Thank you.

Hi, Joe.

How'd you get here?

In that.

Tish, what the hell
are you doing here?

Well, at least you didn't
ask me how I got here.

I thought I'd drop by
and see what was going on,

as long as I was
this close.

This... New Orleans
is 100 miles from here.

It's practically
in the neighborhood.

You know, you ought to
put on a little weight.

Don't bother. I'm family.

Now. I take it you've
been to the fire. Yes.

Well, then you've seen just about
everything there is to see.

What about your
putting it out?

The drilling contractor
has to re-rig his pumps,

and he probably won't be
ready till tomorrow morning.

I don't mind waiting.
There are lots of rooms.

The manager's complaining
about you stopping traffic.

You're murdering
his business.

What happened to your
friend in New Orleans?

Well, I picked a terrible time to
visit her. She's got the mumps.

Don't let it scare you.
I didn't go near her.

Tish, I'd appreciate it if
you went back to New Orleans

and grabbed
the first plane to Houston.

I'd appreciate knowing
why everyone is so concerned

about my being at a fire.

Upsetting my father?
Why should it?

Well...
Well, what?

Well, Nothing.

It's just... You... You
shouldn't be here, that's all.

Well, I am here,
so let's take it from there.

Look, honey,
there's nothing to do here.

We're just sitting
around playing gin.

Lovely. You two look
like pigeons.

What are you playing for?

It's out! It's out!

No!

My god!

What's the matter?
We wake you up?

You knew I wanted to be here
when you put the fire out.

We didn't put
the fire out. We missed.

We gotta go
for another shot.

Good.
Then I made it after all.

Tish, they know
you're Chance's daughter.

Now, what's the matter with you,
barging in here with no clothes on?

You worried about
my reputation or something?

Yes. Yes.
Yes, I am, damn it.

Greg, that's very sweet,

but you might as well begin to learn
when you've lost an argument,

and you've lost this one.
I'm staying right here.

- You didn't!
- Yes, I did.

Without asking me? You were
in no shape to ask anything.

Which makes it all the more
stupid, your bringing her here.

I'm gonna get out of here.
Where are my clothes?

Go ahead,
act like an idiot.

She's right outside
the door.

The last time I saw you, your
two front teeth were missing.

And I think you bought me a
little live monkey that squeaked.

And it bit, too,
so I bought you a toy one,

and you were just as happy
because it squeaked also.

I wasn't really, but Mother
wouldn't let me tell you.

All that hollering
you were doing...

You're still angry
about my being here?

Worth getting
all busted up for.

Speaking of your mother, what does
she say about your coming here?

Well, she's in Europe.
She doesn't know.

Well, let's keep it
that way.

We can't.
Too much has happened.

What?

For starters,
Iwent to a fire and...

You went to an oil fire?

Yes, Iwent to
an oil fire with Greg.

Pardon me. Greg!

Dad!
What the hell?

You took my daughter
to an oil fire?

What's wrong with that?

What's wrong with it? I'll
tell you what's wrong with it.

Every time he takes a girl...
Every time...

Whenever he...
Sputter away. Dad.

We got married yesterday.

Well, say something,
you big ape.

Aren't you gonna
congratulate them?

It was the cutest
Cajun church in Louisiana.

Maybe if it hadn't been
there, we would have waited.

I'd like to talk
to Tish alone.

Well, doesn't this
concern the three of us?

Greg, please.

Tish. I. I know
what you're going to say.

Can I really love a man if I've
known him all of five days?

Well, I do love him,

and there's not the slightest doubt
in my mind that he loves me.

And if you're going to bring
up about you and Mother,

it won't happen to me.

Uncle Jack told me
about it.

I've been to a fire.
I didn't fall apart.

You know, I'm not
all Mother's daughter.

I'm your daughter, too.

Doesn't that make
the difference?

Yeah. Yeah.

Well, what are you standing out there for?
Come on in.

Congratulations.

Thank you very much.

And I wish you everything wonderful,
Tish, everything in the world.

I got a lot of champagne.

Great! Let's go celebrate.

I'll drink to that.
Wait till I get my coat.

But, Mr. Buckman, I don't know about this.
I just don't know.

I do, Mrs. Thistlewait.
I'm a new father-in-law.

I did leave messages.

Well, find him.

Okay, I'll try again.

We've been trying to reach
you all afternoon.

I figured
it was a riot call.

Bourbon for me.

Well, you picked a hell of a
day to be out of the office.

I know, I know. Madelyn
is flying in from Paris.

Tish is meeting
her plane about now.

Simmer down.
Pour me my drink.

Well, if you knew about it,
why didn't you head her off?

They don't call
passengers to the phone.

How's your arm?

Fine, fine.

You know who she's gonna
blame for this marriage. Me.

I'll testify you didn't hold
a gun on them.

Cut out the jokes and help me
figure out how to handle this thing.

I am. You're all
having dinner together.

I made a reservation
at the club.

Greg is coming
by to pick you up.

You've got a suit here,
haven't you?

Yeah, well, you're going
along, aren't you?

Definitely not.

This is something for the four of
you to hash out among yourselves.

Madelyn is staying at my place.
I'll get the rundown later.

You're not scared,
are you?

You're damn right, I am.

All right, who's got the
most butterflies, you or me?

Mine are dive-bombers.

Well, I never met a mother-in-law
before, at least not one of my own.

Well, if you're coming to me
for advice, I'm a dry hole.

Mother?

Hi.

Mother, this is Greg.

How do you do,
Mrs. Buckman?

Please call me Madelyn.
How are you, Chance?

Fine. You're looking well.
Sit down.

Well, is it still
gin and tonic?

Yes, and tonight
I think several.

Scotch on the rocks for me.

Yes, ma'am.

Well, Tish told me
how this all came about.

As usual, you came out
of it smiling and happy.

I think we all did.

I understand
your first comment about me

was that I had
to be a complete bitch.

Well, I was kind
of mad and excited.

Relax, both of you.

Mother thought it was funny.

She... You did?

I like a man
who's honest and outspoken.

Well, obviously
I was dead wrong.

Well, I want to wish you two all
the happiness in the world.

I'll drink to that.

Thank you.

How are you
on the dance floor?

I knew you'd get
around to that.

No matter what,
I won't throw you back.

They're gonna have
a lot of fun, those two.

I hope so.

Am I taking this better
than you thought I would?

I knew you'd take
it all right.

You never saw anybody as
enthused as that Tish.

She's out house-hunting.

We might as well face it, Chance.
She's a regular...

Face what?

Every time he leaves her, she's
going to go through hell.

She says she's going
with him.

That only makes it worse.

I watched them put Jack
Lomax into a wheelchair

for the rest of his life.

I ran because I couldn't bear the
thought of them doing it to you.

I don't want Tish
going through that...

Tish isn't you, Madelyn.

She thinks she can make it,
and I think so, too.

Besides, there's not a damn
thing we can do about it.

Give them a break,
will you?

I haven't any alternative,
have I?

No.

You're still wearing it?

I heard you were engaged
a couple of times.

Well, never seriously enough
to go through with it.

Well, I'd say they were
two very unlucky fellas.

Madelyn, when you came
down those stairs, this...

Why don't you order me a drink and
tell me all the latest Houston gossip?

They don't let me in
on the gossip,

and you don't need
another drink.

Isn't it beautiful?

It's lovely.

That settles it, Greg.
Let's buy it.

Seems we've decided.

I wish we could move
into it right now.

I don't think the people
that are living there now

would appreciate that.

Yeah, Irene?

I can't hear you.

No, I still can't hear you.

- What's the matter?
- Phone's out of whack.

Well, tell her we'll
call her from my place.

We'll talk to you
from Chance's.

Let's go.

Yeah, Irene?

I guess we can
get started about 7:00.

Tell George
he can come along.

Right.

Where is it?
Canada. outside of Calgary.

Lightning cracked
a control head.

Why George?

We're not taking
the chopper.

Well, he's been wanting to
break in for along time.

I think he's ready.

You're not going along.

What do you mean,
I'm not going along?

Well, a fella just married
usually goes on a honeymoon.

Well, you got a bum arm.

That's the doctor's idea.

I think Canada is a perfect
place for a honeymoon.

You serving breakfast?

Yeah.

Mother, here's the key
to Uncle Jack's apartment.

See you in the morning.

Well, at least you tried to
give them a decent honeymoon.

Thank you for that.

You gonna use that key?

I won't if you ask me
not to, and you know it.

Please don't.

How about a nightcap?

One.

You all right? What's with you?
I saw that iron falling.

Well, then why
didn't you move?

I was moving
when you booted me.

George, Joe will take in
the nitro.

Right.
That's my job.

Why don't you take
a breather?

Who brings in
the new control heads?

George.

Chance, I'm okay.
I can do my job.

All right, do it.

Headstrong.

What'd you do,
cross your skis?

Tish, I want you to get back.
Way back.

I'll tap you.

Call.

You sure inherited
your old man's luck at cards.

I'm just a better
player than you.

Let me show her how an expert
handles those pasteboards.

Try not to get
wiped out, expert.

Our Houston ETA is 6:30.

All right, you got something on your mind.
Let's have it.

Stop looking out for me
because I'm your son-in-law.

What left field
did that come out of?

Kicking me in the guts
like a loco mule,

and all that bilge about
my taking a breather?

I'd have done that for
George or Joe or anybody.

You're sure of that?

I'm damn sure.

And while we're on
that son-in-law bit,

what's the idea of bringing
Tish to these fires?

It's lousy food and about as
much privacy as an outhouse.

That's no place
to bring your wife.

She'll go wherever she wants
to go, because she is my wife.

She's my daughter,
too,bub!

Yeah, that's right.
She's got your luck at cards,

and she inherited some of your guts, too.
You satisfied?

Well, if that's the way
you two want it, fine,

but just get off
my back, that's all.

I was in San Francisco yesterday.
Had lunch with Madelyn.

HOW is she?
Fine.

And with the usual questions,
all boiling down to one,

"How is Tish bearing up
after 10 fires?"

Why ask you?

Greg and Tish are up there
with her, aren't they?

She thinks Tish
is putting on an act,

and she really
don't believe me.

How is Tish
at the fires, Chance?

She seems to be
bearing up all right.

And you?

Does there look like there's
something wrong with me?

Madelyn was hoping that you
might finally see things

from her point of view.

Well, you gonna shoot, or you're
gonna stand there all day?

Yes, Irene?

Buckman here.

Yes.

Well, I think we could get
there by day after tomorrow.

We'll cable you
the flight number.

Fine. Thank you.

Long haul?

Malaya, above Penang.

Poison well fire.
Hydrogen sulfate.

Is Irene calling Greg?

Well, I didn't tell her
not to.

Parker?

There's a telephone call
for you.

You can take it
in the snack bar.

Okay.
See you on the green.

I just scuffed a ball,
Mother, that's all.

Don't read anything
into it that isn't there.

And you've been
smoking more,

and I notice you've been
drinking a little faster lately.

Don't read anything into that
that isn't there, either.

I'd rather have
one week or one day

or one hour of happiness
with Greg

than the years of
loneliness you've had.

Chance!

Amal.

Good to see you, Amal.

Not half as good as
it is to see you two.

We're in trouble.
Tish.

This is Amal Bokru.
My Wife.

My daughter.
My father-in-law.

And my pleasure.
How do you do?

Welcome to Malaya. Mrs.
Parker. Thank you.

Congratulations, Greg.

Well, you must be tired.

Your rooms are ready, but they'll
need the passports at the desk.

I have them.
I'll take care of it.

How do we stand
on equipment?

Everything you cabled for is
being trucked into the jungle.

Most of it
should be there by now.

What about the gas masks
we ordered?

Well, the army was a little
upset you would not use theirs.

Well, for a sour well, we want
equipment that we're used to.

Poison well? I never
heard of such a thing.

Eight men were in the field
house when it caught fire,

100 yards away.

Seven are dead and the
eighth is blind. Yeah.

Have you got
a chopper for us?

The military's flying
one in.

It can't be here
until late tomorrow.

We'll drive out
in the morning.

Amal!

Hello. Joe.
Hi, Amal.

This is George Harris.

Hello, Amal.
George Harris.

How you been?
Fine, thank you.

I was in Sumatra,

and someone remembered
I'd worked with you before.

And that's how I volunteered
to assist you in this fire.

It came at a most
inconvenient time.

It sounds like you got
something going on

in Sumatra besides
the oil business.

I'm afraid
I'm getting in the way

of an
interesting conversation.

And since you gentlemen are
going gambling at Madame Loo's

and I'm not invited,

I think I'll look for a shop
and spend some of your money.

How did you know
about Madame Loo's?

People have to talk about
something when they're married.

Besides, I bought the cigarettes
you smuggled in for her.

Thanks.
You're welcome.

We're getting up at daybreak.
Don't be too late.

Tish, you're not
going to this fire.

It's out in the jungle,
and it's no place for you.

The conditions
are extremely primitive.

You'd better sit
this one out.

A rejected woman
needs mad money.

Good night.

Good night.

Exactly what did you
tell her about Madame Loo?

Only that she's 80 years
old, weighs 300 pounds

and is one of
your oldest friends.

Yeah.

Chance!

Chance!
Loozie-Loo!

Bend down here.

What's new?
Nothing.

When Amal phoned
you were coming...

Bam! My heart goes
as always.

Hi, Loo.

Hi. honey.
Joe.

And this is George.
Me. too?

Sure.

You did not forget.
American cigarettes!

But I worry.

He might think these are the
only reasons I love him.

Come. I saved you
the big table.

Married, baby.

Greg! My Greg!

Gumdrop!

Amal did not tell us that.
You love her?

That's it, Gumdrop.

What's the matter?

That thing with
Gumdrop didn't look like

any Poor Butterfly act
to me.

Why, you dirty-minded
old den mother.

She's gonna name her
first baby after me.!

And another thing. Quit
taking charge of Tish.

If I don't want her at an
oil fire, I'll tell her.

Well, tell her.
I did!

Greg, this is the Australian
crew working the well.

Chance Buckman, gentlemen.
Greg Parker.

Hiya, mate.
Jim Hatch, driller.

When are you fellas
due back at the well?

Early tomorrow morning.
We're on day cover. Why?

Well. if you keep on this sauce.
you won't be much use to me.

Mr. Buckman,
we are gentlemen

who pleasure ourselves in
drinking as we see fit.

- Right. mates?
- Right!

Now, what do you think
about that, mister?

Very simple.
There's one boss.

He's all mine!

He's all mine!

Now?
Now!

Big Australian oaf! Look what
you've done to my place!

We had a little
to do with it, Loozie.

Add it up, lady,
and I'll pay you.

The boss pays.

Now, you get your crew,
get them out there

in the morning,
sober and on time.

Right?
Right.

Come on, you blokes.
Let's go.

I'll buy you a drink.

Let the dirty old
den mother buy the drinks.

I love you, Mother.

He's all mine!

The war's over.

Good morning.

What happened to you?

Ran into them firefighters last night.
How'd it end?

Friendly.
Good.

What a hairy beast.

Hiya, Mr. Buckman.

I made it on time.

Fair dinkum, digger.

Gentlemen,
this is Dr. Songla

and the field superintendent.
Harry York. How do you do?

Mr. Buckman.
Glad to have you here.

We didn't think
we were gonna make it.

We spent most of our time
airborne on these roads.

Well, they wash out
when it rains,

and it rains
nearly every day.

Well, you don't intend to
bring the nitro in over them?

Well, I...
Don't try it.

Radio Penang. Have it
brought in by copter.

I see the pumps got here. How soon
before you'll have them rigged?

Should be tomorrow.

Any, pattern
to the wind current?

Shifting all the time.
They're murder.

Well, that's why everyone's
been moved back this far.

The fumes are reaching the field
house, so we had to abandon it.

That's where
the men were killed.

This side of
the yellow flags is safe.

Beyond them,
gas masks have to be worn.

Well, that's why we brought
oxygen masks and tanks.

That way, we can work
in half-hour shifts.

You bring the nitro?

Yeah, and I'd very much
appreciate if you unload it.

What are you doing here?

You'll never guess
what happened.

What do you mean,
what happened?

I found the greatest
delicatessen in Penang.

Bagels, smoked salmon and...

One of the lost tribes,
I guess.

It's not funny, Tish.

That's some greeting. I thought
I'd bring you fellas lunch.

Lunch? In a chopper
full of nitroglycerin?

If it hadn't been for me, the
nitro might not have gotten here.

No one wanted to fly it till
I found Lieutenant Singh.

Tish, when I tell you I don't
want you here, I mean I don't...

Look out!

Get him out of here!

Easy!

Watch his legs.

Watch it, watch it.

He's dead.

When did he take off
his gas mask?

Maybe a couple of seconds before we did.
We were in the safe zone.

Move back the warning flags.

Give me a hand.

What is it?

It's a poison
gas well, Tish.

You didn't mention that.

You're going back
on this copter.

No, I'm not.
I was going, but I'm not.

We promised to level with each
other, not keep anything back.

She's staying, Chance.

I'm not interested in any
damn fool who promises you...

Dad, I'm staying.

Get the hell out of here!

I'm gonna get something
to pry you loose.

Doctor, come on.

Hurry!

Easy, Greg. You're gonna make it.
You're gonna make it.

Greg? I'd like to talk
to you.

I'm going to dissolve
this outfit.

Now, look, I know something's
been bugging you since Malaya.

Okay, you wanna talk
about it, let's talk.

I've made up my mind. There's
nothing to talk about.

You haven't made up
your mind.

You've lost it!

Tish? Come on in here.

Sit down.

I've decided it's time
to quit this business.

I'm going with Lomax Oil,
and there's a spot for Greg.

I want him to come with me.
How do you feel about it?

It depends
on how Greg feels.

I'd go right up the wall.

I'll stick with the job
I know best.

What job'? I guess you didn't
hear me. This outfit's folded.

Then I'll start my own outfit, or
better yet, I'll take over this one.

You just tell me
how you want it paid off.

Look, the agreement you two made
to level with each other...

I saw the look on your face when we
dragged Greg out of that last one.

Tell him how you feel about
it, how you honestly feel.

Greg can pay all cash,
if you want.

Maybe it's a dirty trick,
but I've got

the money you sent
to me over the years.

Wait a minute. Your money's
got nothing to do with this.

Forget it. You can have it.

Call it a wedding present.

I don't want any gifts.

I'll pay you
twice what it's worth.

Greg.

Chance.
Yeah?

How do you want it?
Do we stay with Greg or not?

That's a fool question. But there's
one thing I'm worried about.

He's not too smart about which
fires to walk away from.

I read you.

Thanks.

Well. looks like we got a new boss.

Next item on the agenda

is to finalize what color
or combinations of colors

should be used to redo the
restrooms in our gas stations.

Since we have
over 1,400 stations,

this is a pretty
weighty matter.

Lipman here
of the art department

has had the research
section make a survey

to determine the publicís
preference in restroom decor.

He'll fill us in
on their findings.

This soft willow green,
gentlemen,

is preferred by people of all
ages, according to our survey.

They find it
soothing and restful.

Yet, the very chic women seem to
prefer this lovely royal blue.

However, research points out

a strong psychological
advantage to this color.

Which we'll call
flaming heart red.

It tends to make people spend
less time in the restroom,

drives them cut for the
convenience of the next customer.

And now, gentlemen, it's up to you.
Which would you prefer?

The flaming heart red,

the lovely royal blue,

or the soft willow green?

What are we arguing about? She's
cratered and the casing's shattered.

The only thing you can do with that
fire is kill it with a relief hole,

then go drill
yourself another well.

That one's down 12,000 feet.
It'll cost us over $300,000.

Plus my bill
for wasting my time.

I doubt Chance Buckman would
just say, "Write it off."

Well,
you just call him and ask him.

It is the unanimous
opinion of the committee

that we abandon
the negotiation.

Why?

Mr. Buckman, since I have
chaired the finance committee,

we've made it policy never
to enter a joint venture

unless we control
the drilling operations.

Now, the Jansen
brothers have always...

Yeah? WOMAN: I know you're
not to be interrupted.

but it's Mr. Mullen
of the Mullen Oil Company

calling Mr. Buckman.

He says it's urgent.

Yeah, Mike?

Well, had the well cratered
before they called Greg in?

Greg must be getting soft.

You called me out there,
I'd have punched

your field superintendent
right in the nose.

Yeah, well, nice talking
to you too, Mike.

Regards to your wife. Right.

Greg walk away from one?

Nothing to walk away from.
It was impossible.

Thompson, I don't know too
much about policy around here,

but the Jansen brothers were smelling
out oil before you were born.

Check the fields
they've brought in.

You can call it luck or seat-of-your-pants
or whatever. They find oil.

And speaking of policy,
Thompson,

the policy of an oil company
should be to find oil.

They're most
difficult men, sir.

We just don't...
Chance talks their language.

He'll take care of it.

Yes, sir.

Well, I guess that
kind of wraps it up.

Well, where are we gonna have
dinner tonight, your place or mine?

Why don't we go
to the club for a change?

No, I got another meeting.

Fiscal stuff.

You'd hate it.

Why don't you go up and have a drink?
I'll call you when I can.

Good idea.

Well, I'll be damned.

That's probably the most romantic
greeting a woman ever received.

Well, it still goes.
I'll be damned.

Obviously Jack didn't
tell you I was here.

I was in hopes he didn't know,
but that's the pixie in him.

He likes to spring surprises, and
this is one that I'll hold still for.

And just in case you
might ask me for dinner,

Hernando's gone
to the market,

and I'm charged with
fixing Senor Buckman

his long-hard-day
at the office drink.

Do you remember
what it is?

Jack tells me you're doing
just great down there.

Well, it's not as dull
as I thought it'd be.

As a matter of fact,
it's pretty interesting.

That's wonderful.

I suppose Jack also
told you that Tish and Greg

would probably be back
in time for dinner.

I'll check with Irene.
You know that job...

Chance, hang up.
They're not coming back.

They're on their way
to Sun Valley for skiing.

What happened?

Well, it was my idea,
actually.

There are times when children
shouldn't be underfoot,

nor should business.

You know, when I left
the store today,

I simply told them
I was taking some time off.

Didn't even tell them
where I was going.

How's your time for the
next couple of weeks?

Looks like I'm gonna
be booked up solid.

Welcome home.

No. Fill that, Joe.

Look out
for the Venezuelan.

Possible straight.

Pair of cowboys.

Well. cost you five.
Hello?

I'll go along.

I'm in.

The call is for
Senora Parker.

Senora Parker.

It is San Francisco.
A Mrs. Buckman is calling.

Hi, Mother.

Hello, Tish?
Where in Venezuela are you?

I've never heard of it.

We've been trying to get you
on the phone for hours.

We're flying down
to Houston tonight...

Well, your father.

Yes, well, it took
a bit of female doing,

but then, what with
one thing and another,

I finally convinced him I should leave
the store and come live with him.

Of course, legitimately.

We flipped a coin and he won.
We're getting married in Houston.

Greg, Dad and Mother
are going to get married.

Get...

When? You can't.
Not till we get back.

A daughter has a right to
be at her parents' wedding.

She wants us to wait for... Here,
wait a minute. Talk to your father.

Hello.

Yeah, well, I kind of
like the idea, too.

Well, how long are you two
gonna be down there?

How long will we be here?
I'll let you talk to Greg.

Congratulations. About time
you did something right?

We should wrap it up
in a few more days.

We'll start clearing
the junk off tomorrow.

I know how long
we've been here,

but there's guerrilla
activity in the hills

and they've been shooting
up our water lines.

No,no,no.
No, the army's here now,

and I've got Colonel Valdez's solemn
oath there'll be no more trouble.

Yeah. Yeah. Madelyn wants
to talk to you again.

Yes, Mother?

We'll let you know as soon
as we're going to leave.

I love you, and I'm very
happy for you both.

Bye-bye.

My father is finally going to marry
my mother. Isn't that great?

That is very nice.

Let's see.
Where were we?

It's to you, Tish.

Down!

Second me.

Colonel. Mr. Chapman and Senor Caldez.
How do you do?

Please come in.

This is Senor Parker.

His Excellency, Senor Caldez,
Minister of Interior.

Senor.
How do you do?

General Lopez.

Senor Chapman of your
United States Embassy.

How do you do?
How do you do. sir?

I was just going to make some coffee.
Would you like some?

Senor, we have seen the fires.
It is most distressing.

Yeah.

But will you be able to
bring them under control?

The end wells, we can
handle one at a time.

The center three
are so closely spaced,

they'll have to be
put out simultaneously,

or else they'll
reignite each other.

But, senor,
can it be done?

I don't know. We've
never tried it before.

Senor Parker, this oil field
is of great importance

to the economy of my country,

but even that is secondary.

The clandestine
guerrilla radio is boasting

of what they accomplished
last night

and claim the fires
will never be put out.

They'll turn it
into a propaganda field day

to sell their program of
sabotage all over South America.

Well, I won't even begin the
operation if they're shooting at us.

Three more companies of
men have been ordered here.

We will blanket the area with
troops if necessary, senor.

I've been authorized by the State
Department to offer every assistance.

Now, anything you need
will be made available.

The one thing I really
need, you can't give me.

Why don't you gentlemen have some coffee?
I want to talk to my wife.

Tish.

Tish, I don't care if they've
brought in the whole army.

I still worry about you. I want you
to fly back to Caracas with them.

I'll phone you
every night, I promise.

It'll just take me
a minute to pack.

Do you have to go back
and talk to them,

or can you come
and talk to me?

They can wait.

What's all the mystery? Why do you
wait till you get here to call me?

And why don't you want your
father to know you're here?

Because I have to talk
to you, Mother,

before I see him.
Greg's in trouble.

He's on a job I don't think
he can handle without Dad.

I know what
this means to you.

That's why I had
to see you alone first.

Why couldn't they both have
just been insurance salesmen?

Please understand.
I've got to ask him.

Is this trouble anything the
State Department is aware of?

Yes. Well. then he
probably knows already.

When I left there, he was
talking with two men

who had just flown in
from the State Department.

Being told about it
is one thing.

I've got to know his answer.

Well, surely you can't
doubt what that'll be.

Tish, surely you don't think
I'd try to stop him.

Forgive me that, please.

I dreaded coming here.
I dread asking him.

Most of all, I dread
what this does to you.

Well, let's handle
one dread at a time.

You don't have to ask him.
I will.

It might be as well
if we never tell

your father
of this conversation.

Or Greg. He doesn't even know I'm here.
He thinks I'm in Caracas.

Mother, there's a plane
back in an hour.

Well, why didn't you tell
me you were in trouble?

Why do I have to find out about
it from the State Department?

The hell you're not. Nobody ever
tackled that kind of a job.

What size, control
heads did you order?

It's Greg.
He has a little problem.

Yes.

Well, the Air Force has put a
National Guard cargo plane

at my disposal.

Of course I'm coming with it.
I'll be there in the morning.

I just hope you haven't loused
things up too much. Right.

Well, at least he had the good
sense to get Tish out of there.

She's in Caracas.

Well, Madelyn, this is one
I've got to go to.

I know you do.
It involves Tish and Greg.

Well, we'd better
face this all at once.

This was bound to happen sooner
or later, and it'll happen again,

and each time, I'll go.

Thank you for being
honest with me.

Well, where does
that leave us, honey?

I don't know.

I honestly don't know.

You gonna be here
when I get back?

The only plan I have at the
moment is to go to Tish.

She could use
some company.

Yeah.

Irene, call Bill Hansen. Have him
break the jet out of mothballs.

He's taking
Mrs. Buckman to Caracas.

Phone back when
the plane's ready.

Well, if five fires is your
idea of fun, you're nuts.

Sure. Sure,
I'll send back pictures.

Color pictures. Right.

Well, they'll let you know
when the plane's ready.

I guess I better get packed.

Do you want your hard
hat sombrero packed,

or will you pick one up there?
Pack it.

Joe!

It's about time you got back
to earning an honest living.

If you think I'm gonna say it's a
pleasure to be here, forget it.

Hi. boss.
George. nice to see you.

Hi, boss.

Couldn't be lousier timing for you
and Madelyn, could it? I'm sorry.

Forget it. It's probably
kinder that she finds out...

Let's skip talking about it.
I spent a lot of your money.

Well, what did you do, buy up all
the control heads in Houston?

Well, this far away
from supplies,

you get all
the spares you can.

This is Colonel Valdez,
Chance.

He's in charge of keeping
us from getting shot.

Well, I hope you do
a good job, Colonel.

If I do not, you will have
my profound apologies.

The longer you guys
stand there,

the longer it's gonna take
to unload this thing.

Right, Joe.

Guerrillas could still
pot-shot the water lines,

so I had that dredged and
filled for emergency water.

Give us time to run.

Mr. Buckman, I sincerely doubt
there could be such an emergency.

The entire area is patrolled from
the ground and from the air.

Well, you'll have to bear
with our worrying, Colonel.

We stay alive by being
scared to death.

I do not believe
this is ever so.

Don't bet on it.

What's first, Greg?

I figure to
clear off all five,

we'll kill the ones
at each end

and then sit back
and worry about

how we knock off
the middle three

all at the same time.

Yeah. I'll need that
third boom arm.

What the hang-up is gonna be,
though, is getting that nitro

into the middle three
at the same instant.

Given any thought to using
those end two for practice?

Blowing them up
at the same time?

Welcome back, Chance.

Here you are.

Gracias, Senora.

Just one cheat,
and I could win this one.

I won't tell.

I never cheat when
I'm keeping score.

Did you know,
Mother, that there are

over 60 different
games of solitaire?

According to Hoyle,
it's called patience,

and there are 102 games.

I've played them all.

It's just being
stuck here so far away.

I'm not like this
when I'm there with Greg.

Well, it never worked either way with
me, but that was along time ago.

You want me to go
take another shower

so you can call
Bill Hansen again?

I haven't been
fooling you at all, have I?

What did Bill say?

The area's under martial law.

No one is allowed in except
military or emergency personnel.

Bill's tried everyone except
the President. 80 have I.

Well, Jack Lomax is flying in.

He knows the President.

Forty-three, Joe!

Forty-three on the money!

You can start
loading the nitro, Chance.

Right on the button. We got
both barrels into that fire

at the same split second.
right. George? Right.

How many runs did
you have to make?

Fourteen times,
from 75 yards out.

Throttle governor wasn't
working till the last run.

You mean you only got it
on the button for one run?

Well, you couldn't
time it any closer.

Well, let's try
a half-a-dozen more,

and when you get it on
the button every time,

then we'll load the nitro.

Yeah, you're right.
Let's go.

Zamora!

Tell them they're bringing in
the wrong stuff.

I want only the boxes
marked with a red circle.

He says it's all
nitroglycerin, senor.

The boxes that are marked, we've
checked for exact mixture.

And that's what
we'll need if we're gonna

blow two wells
at the same time.

Explain that to them.

They have never worked with
nitroglycerin before, senor.

They are not happy.

I gathered that.

What's their bonus for working
the fires, double pay?

Si, senor.

Well, tell them from now on,
it's double-double,

and that goes for you, too.

You tell them that,

and call your Caracas office
and say I said so.

Unless somebody has some
questions, I guess we're all set.

Greg will raise
the flag for ready.

When he drops it, you start.

If there's any reason to
abort, he'll raise it again.

Otherwise,
we follow set procedures.

Is that understood?
Check.

Let's go.

GO! Hit it!

Couldn't be better.

Hang onto the head!

Grab hold!

Get a jeep!

There's one coming.

Lie still.

Hold his leg.

That fight enough?

Yeah. That's good.

Let's get him in there.

Take his shoulders.

Easy does it.

All right. Move out.

Bring the dozers, and lay some
dirt down on those loose fires.

And fill up
another nitro barrel.

Did you get
your well capped?

Hell, no.

Well, let's go finish it, then
we'll come back to this one.

And then we'll pay
the army a visit.

I vote for paying
the army a visit now.

Not in the
mood I'm in.

They hang you for
murder down here.

Si. Si, bueno.

Gentlemen, I told you I would
apologize, but that is not enough.

I feel like
cutting my throat.

A couple hours ago,
I'd have given you the knife.

My Spanish is
just good enough

to gather that
you're expecting

more trouble
with the guerrillas.

Yes. I must be
honest with you.

That is why I have ordered

two more companies of infantry
and three more helicopters.

Well, in the meantime, we're gonna
try and catch some shut-eye.

Let us know when
you feel it's safe.

Have your men take the
nitro out of that shed.

Bury it till we
need it, will you?

No sniper can get that close.

Two did. Bury it.

Whatever you people
wish done will be done.

Gentlemen?
Thank you very much.

Forget it.

Just a precaution, senora.

I understand there was some
guerrilla activity in the vicinity.

What are you doing here?

Greg, what the hell
is Tish doing here?

Well, it was my idea.

Somebody wake me up.

Hold it, hold it! Blame me.
I brought them here.

If I wanted Tish here,
I'd have let her stay.

Why do you think I sent
her back to Caracas?

I didn't know that you did. I was
told it was the army keeping her out.

I guess I forgot to
mention about Greg.

Yeah, everybody did.

Well, we left
in such a hurry.

And that's the way
you're going back.

How?
In such a hurry.

And no arguments.

Well, I am going to argue.

But in private,
if you don't mind.

Outside, lady.

Hey, Joe.

Where can I get
a cup of coffee?

What?

Where's the coffee?

In the field office.

Jack! Madelyn!

Never mind Madelyn. Come on.
Show me where the coffee is.

Okay.

I'm reading a lot into your
being here 'cause I want to.

Am I right, or is it
only because Tish is here?

Both.

It was terrible in Caracas.

Tish said it would be better here.
I came to find out.

I hate to say this,
but Greg's right.

You should go back.

All right.

But if I do,
we'll never really know

if there's any hope
for us together, Chance.

This fire is it for me.
It's the answer.

I may fall apart and get the
screaming meemies, I don't know.

But if I can
take this one...

From what Tish tells me,
there'll never be a worse one.

I think it's worth
it for us to find out.

Well, it's settled.
They're going right back.

They're staying.
At least, Madelyn is.

What's with you?

They're staying.

I can't fight all of you.

The detonator wires on all three
nitro drums lead back to this pit,

where they're
spliced into one plunger.

Now, nothing triggers
fill that plunger is pushed.

You hope.
Fervently.

We knocked off
the end two together, right?

Well.
this setup is even better.

The wire runs are closer
to being the same length.

You tried two, and you
happened to come off lucky.

Now you're tackling three.

All it takes is one oversensitive
blasting cap booster,

a loose piece of
asbestos wrapping,

or a hot spot burning
through an insulated wire,

and any one of
those three drums

can go off
prematurely or not at all.

And then where will you be?

Depends on where
you are at the time.

Jack, believe me, it's our firm
intention to double-wrap the asbestos,

to triple-check
the booster caps,

and if the insulated
wire does burn through,

we'll sue the manufacturer.

You two are pretty sure of
yourselves, aren't you?

Not if somebody has
a better idea. Do you?

No, I don't.

Do you want to know the real
reason I came down here?

It was to tell you that this is
one you ought to back away from.

Do you want to know the real
reason I'm glad you're here?

So I could ask you if you
wanted to handle this plunger.

I'd like that very much.

All clear, Senor Buckman.

I read you.

Looks like their
practice paid off.

Please, senoras. Por favor.

You're connected. Hit it!

Man,
ain't it beautiful?

Friends, we made it!

What are we
standing around here for?

Right!

Bueno. Si.

What is it?

Radar picked up
guerrilla planes.

Man!

I don't want you to say that to me again.
There are no excuses.

It was idiotic
and irresponsible!

But senora is overwrought.

I am not overwrought!
I'm just plain damn mad!

How dare you risk
the lives of men

who come down
here to help you?

They were in no danger,
senora.

No danger?

One bullet in... He knew the
guerrillas had airplanes!

We didn't know, senora.

We suspected
aircraft was made available

to them from
outside the country,

so we took every precaution.

Five aircraft crossed our border,
but only two reached the area.

Those are the two I'm talking about, you...
Say something!

You're doing
just fine, honey.

Senor Buckman...

No apologies necessary,
Colonel.

Everything
turned out just great.

I'm damned if I
understand your attitude.

It's very simple.
You'll do.

Well, what do you think?

I think we ought to
get her a tin hat.