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It's top of the mountain, Rudy.

You get the support of this people, there's no telling where you can go in politics.

Oh, well, Marsh says is strictly a matter of shaking hands, making acquaintances--

Excuse me, Mr. Jordache. Somebody from the paper.

All right. Thank you.

Yes?

This is he.

They did?

Well, have you called the police?

No, damn it! I want him arrested! - What is it?

The kids from the school just busted our window.

Seems they didn't like our editorial position on the ROTC.

The limousine just drove up, Mr. Jordache.

You get chief Ottman on it.

Oh, and have Terry do an editorial in a box.

Draw paralells between the new left and the early days of Hitler.

"Freedom of speech is a two-way street", so on... That's right. Okay.

Let's go. I'm gonna miss my plane.

May I speak to you a minute, sir? - Can't wait?

It's about Mrs. Jordache.

Well, I'm off. - Have a nice time.

I'm not going there to have a nice time.

Well, have whatever kind of time you're going there to have.

You are in a pretty mood.

Sorry, I have this little ping-pong game going on inside my head this morning.

I'm not really at my best. - Have you had a drink this morning?

What is this? "20 questions"?

Just one: Have you had a drink this morning?

Did I ever tell you how much I hate it when you get that patient tone in your voice?

The fact is you have zonked. - The fact is I had a beer. One beer!

You'd better get going. You'll miss your plane.

Well, maybe I'd better stay.

Oh, I am going to be fine. I really am tip top.

Look, I don't wanna harp on this. - Will you stop it? Will you please, stop it?

You'd better pull yourself together, Julie.

What brought all this on?

Have you taken a good look at yourself lately?

You really know how to cheer a girl up, buddy.

I am not trying to cheer you up. I am trying to get through to you.

You have got a problem and you'd better start facing it.

Well, just in case you're wondering, this isn't exactly helping.

What do you mean? I'm driving you to drink?

Oh, come on!

You got enough excuses without that.

Of the poor lady her son joined the army, so she drinks.

She lost her baby, so she drinks.

Her husband is up in Albany all the time, so she drinks.

She gave up her career. She had an histerectomy.

The cat had kittens. They sent the wrong wallpaper. It rained on her birthday.

You don't need another excuse, honey. You've got a million of them.

You left out the best one. - Just anything is enough to set you off.

The one about "poor lady her marriage went out the window."

You said it. I didn't. - Well, it's true, isn't it?

Well, maybe we'd better face up to that fact, too...

when I get back.

Rudy?

Look, we will finish this when I get home.

Why don't you try to get some sleep? Call Fenneman. He'll give you a shot.

I'll call you from Washington.

And for God's sake, stay off the booze!

Rudy!

Rudy. - Marsh, is something wrong?

There's been a problem up at Whitby.

I've got a plane standing by Wenatchee. You'd better get back and see what can be done.

But, what's the problem? - Some kids are picking in your house.

Were the police called? - All I know is some rocks were thrown.

Your wife came to the door.

One of the kids got some pictures. Apparently, she was pretty drunk.

Oh, swell. - That's not all.

When she came to door, she was naked.

Where the hell were you all this time, chief?

I had Roberts and Martin there to keep them out of your garden.

And the chief defensed, Mr. Senator. It didn't seem like any big deal.

What happened was, one of the kids started throwing rocks.

And when Roberts and Martin went after them,

the front door opened. What more can I tell ya?

You can tell me that some arrest have been made.

You can tell me that the whole system of law in this country doesn't just call off an die...

because some 18-year-old social-economic philosopher declares it irrelevant!

Now, Rudy-- You can tell me that people are not allowed to stone my house...-

and invade my privacy with impunity. - Now, Rudy--!

If that is the sum of your contribution, Mr. Mayor, I've heard it.

You can just stop repeating it!

All I wanted to say is the kid's sputter it's cooled. - The kid's?

I think we can minimize the political damage, if any,

by keeping a low profile on this.

Excuse me, sir. - Yes, Roberts, what is it? - These pictures.

They're passing them on campus.

Where are they getting this made? - At the school paper, I think, sir.

They're over in the student union, passing them out.

See if you can get the City attorney, will you, chief. - Yes, Mr. Mayor.

City attorney's Office.

"The Love Generation" Vicious little creep!

Rudy, where are you going? - I'm gonna kick a few irrelevant behinds.

Rudy, wait!

Mr. Senator, please don't go out there without a warrant!

Hey, Rudy. You want a beer?

It's not big deal, Mr. Jordache.

What are you doing, Senator?

Hey, Rudy, stop it!

It's her eyes.

In the language of flowers, a rose means: "Let's talk".

I didn't know that.

I just made it up.

Don't make me laugh. I'm not that sure of my stomach yet.

I looked in on you last night but you were asleep.

Fenneman didn't want me to wake you.

I know, he told me. - What else did he tell you?

The whole thing.

I guess I really did it this time, huh?

Rudy, I don't even know how to begin to apologize.

You see, in a couple of weeks, it would have been forgotten.

I thought I finished you politically. - No, I finished myself.

That stunt I pulled was totally unforgivable. I'm dead. I should be.

What the hell, it's probably just as well.

What does Marsh Goodwin say? - I think he's avoiding me.

He always did have a lot of class.

I can't blame Marsh. I'm the one who pushed the girl into the--

How is she doing?

I brought Margolis up to see her. He's the eye man from Johns Hopkins.

And?

He can give her 85% vision in the left eye and 75% in the right.

God, I can never forgive myself for that. - Did you talk to her?

Yeah. She's sitting down there.

And she's got a big white bandage all over the top of her head.

And she said...

She said we'd better all start learning to love each other.

Or the world...

God!

It's all right, Rudy.

It's all right.

Julie...

do you think...

if we really tried...

there'd be some kind of a chance for us?

Maybe... maybe if I could give up booze and...

and you got out of this wrecking.

Maybe there'll be a chance.

I want that chance, Julie.

I really do.

Oh, God, Rudy, so do I.

So do I.

I just saw that you needed it, Pa. - Yeah, yeah.

No, nothing for me-- - Here, auntie.

"Merci, gar�on." - Quiet, quiet everybody!

I wish to propose a toast to Tom Jordache and his beautiful bride!

They came to us as strangers, but now they are part of us.

All the happiness for ever!

Hey Wes, let's make a loving cup.

Go, Wes! Guggle it, guggle it, guggle!

My boy!

Congratulations!

Bonne chance. - Yeah, yeah.

He's quite a kid. - Yeah, he is.

How's Billy these days?

Oh, he's fine, I guess. He's a door gunner, a helicopter.

Now, when anyone else gets a young hippie, I get John Wayne Junior.

Come on, over here!

Mon fr�re formidable! N'est-ce pas?

That's the way they say it over here, which means:

Some kind of a guy. The best!

Of which there is no whicher: My brother!

Oh, what's that?

I don't know. - Jordache!

Jordache! Two Jordaches.

"To Tom and Kate, from Rudy and Julie"

What is it? - Why don't you open it and find out?

All right, hold it.

It's a radar! A radar!

Rudy, you remembered.

We thought it would be a suitable wedding present...

to help you mark the horizon, recognize hazards and obstacles and...

avoid wrecks.

This is the greatest damned wedding anybody ever had!

Oh, I'm afraid the wedding night might have to be posponed. Come on! - Yeah.

Fortunately for the future breed, all this is merely technicality.

Listen, would anyone like a drink or sandwiches, anything? - No.

No, thank you. Goodbye. Have fun.

Good night. - Good night, then.

Glad you came?

Yeah. I was just thinking about Tom.

It's the craziest thing...

What is?

Oh, what's happened to him. Don't you see it?

I mean, you think about what he used to be and what he is now.

How people love him. His son, his wife, his friends.

He's surrounded by love.

It's just amazing how he's changed.

Haven't we all?

Yeah.

But he's changed for the better.

Madame?

Cognac deux fois, s'il vous plait. - Oui, madame.

Vous �tes du America? - Yes.

Me too.

You mind if I sit down?

Help yourself.

Enchant�. - Enchant�.

Oh, I think you'd like another one of those, wouldn't you?

H�, gar�on! Encore une tourn�e ici.

Hey you, what is it? What do you want?

I've just seen your sister in law.

Where was she?

At the strip-tease club. It's, you know, "La Porte Rose"...

on the rue Baou sur St. Clair. Do you remember?

Was she drinking? - Drinking? Man, she was drunk!

Was anybody with her? - Yes, that's the thing, she's with...

a rough big yankee. Was an one-eye blockhead,

nasty, a bit of good she was, too. - You know him?

No... at all. But I asked about him. It sounded they said... Farinetti.

Falconetti. - Yes, that's it. You've heard of him?

Yeah, I had a little run-in with him once. - There you're. - Yeah.

Thanks, Pinky. - Yeah.

Hey, don't get drunk. - I never touch the stuff.

Can I go with you? - No, honey. You can't go with me.

You go back to sleep. I'm gonna be all right.

Go back to sleep.

Oui, monsieur? - Whisky.

An American girl was in here in a peach dress?

I do not remember. - Yeah.

She was with a big guy, name Falconetti.

Get one eye. Had a patch on.

Behind the toilettes it's found an escalier.

Perhaps down there one finds what one seeks.

Be careful. Understand?

Bad man. Bad friends.

Oh, stop it! No, please!

No! Please, stop!

I've been waiting to see you a long time.

But right this minute you're in my way. - I just came to get the lady, Falconetti.

Help yourself. - I didn't come here to fight.

I just came here to take the lady home.

No!

Stop it!

Oh, don't! Stop it! Stop it!

No... No!

No.

Give me your arm. - Yeah.

Are you okay? - Yeah.

Listen, tell him anything you want. I'll back you up. Okay?

You're a solid citizen, Tom.

Smile when you say that, stranger.

You'd better get some sleep.

Honey, come on. Come on, I'll hold you.

You okay?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm fine. - Thank you.

Yeah.

It could have been worse. - You get to tell mommy all about it.

Oh, mommy.

Well, there's nothing to tell.

Except one thing... - What's that?

I could have killed the man.

I didn't.

Rudy, I just want to say that the--

Look, maybe this conversation had better wait till we both feel better.

It's gonna have to be said sooner or later.

He told me that he was a friend of Tom's. Faliyetti... something. It doesn't really matter.

I was having a brandy and he came over and sat down next to me.

Would you just tell me why, Julie?

After we've been through the hospital. We've been through the wrench - I don't know!

Maybe it was seeing Tom and Wes so happy and thinking about Billy.

I'm such a lousy excuse for a mother!

Oh, come on, Julie. We're just people.

We don't really have the right to expect ourselves to be perfect.

I don't know if I'm ever gonna be able to stop drinking.

Well, all you can do is try.

Maybe it would just be the best thing for both of us if we broke it up now.

Is that the way you feel?

Yes. - Maybe you're right.

Let's don't decide it now.

Ah, monsieur. Pardon, excusez-moi de vous d�ranger, mais...

je cherche le yacht, "Le Corsaire".

On m'a dit que c'est au quai par ici. Mais, je vois pas.

No, there's no boat "Corsaire". - Mais, no...

Vraiment on m'a dit que c'est par ici.

Ah, there was...

On m'a dit que c'est par ici. En le taquet par ici.

Tom! Breakfast!

Tom!

Rudy.

He would like to see you.

Tom...

Tom?

Tom...

It's Rudy.

What?

He wants you to take his hand.

"Mon fr�re...

formidable".

Rudy...

Rudy, you go get them.

What?

You go get them, Rudy.

The bad guys.

I don't know who they are anymore.

I think I'm one of them.

No, Rudy.

No, not yet. You're not one of them.

You're not.

Kate says here, if it's okay with you. - Okay.

I'm not gonna cry, Kate. - Was worth crying for.

I'm really not gonna cry.

Why don't you take her in now.

Why?

I just don't understand it, you know.

It just doesn't make any sense to me!

Not everything comes out even for you. It never has, it never will.

He died on the happiest day of his life.

And that's something.

Goodbye, my darling.

Rest well.

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