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You know, this is my
first real embassy party.

That's why Billy had me
use you in this operation.

You're unknown on Embassy Row.

Well, I have been
to a couple of teas...

Hello, hello.

And maybe a reception or
two, but never anything like this.

Hi. If I'd known, I would
have borrowed a better dress.

Amanda, you're a messenger.

Well, that's not exactly the Good
Housekeeping seal of approval.

What's the matter with you?

- Nothing.
- You look fine.

- We're right back in the entryway.
- I know it.

It's almost 9:00.

Look, if you would tell
me what she looks like...

I could help you look for her.
All I know is that she's Hungarian.

She's 5'7", she has dark hair,
she's wearing a black dress.

Excuse me. AMANDA: Sure.

Hmm?

I saw you across the
room. I can't believe it.

Do you know Il Vecchio's
Contessa di Cesare?

Uh, no, I don't believe we've met.
- Ah.

The same, uh,
curve of the cheek.

The same, uh,
aristocratic bearing.

A 14th-century masterpiece
come to magnificent life.

- Oh.
- I must know you.

Ah. Hmm.

I see this, uh, vision. My
name is Ludvichio Lupo.

- And you are?
- Uh, I'm...

- Engaged for the evening.
- Yes, I am.

- Scusa.
- You're excused.

- Amanda, this isn't a social occasion.
- I didn't do anything.

All right, all right.

There she is.

You'll have to move fast. Follow
her into the powder room and say...

- I thought I'd find you here.
- Uh, Phyllis.

Hmm. That's right. Phyllis.

I'm back from Gstaad. LEE: Ah.

You usually send flowers.

First thing in the morning, hmm?

Amanda? Amanda
King, this is Phyllis Pratt.

How do you do?

Uh, Amanda is just recovering
from a nasty bout of dengue fever.

Excuse me.

Why did you tell her
I had dengue fever?

Will you just listen to me, huh?

- Just listen. Time is running out.
- I'm listening.

Follow her into the powder
room, engage her in conversation.

Ask her if she's been
to the botanic gardens.

She will say no.

Tell her not to miss the display
of Camptosorus rhizophyllus.

- What?
- Camptosorus rhizophyllus.

The display opens tomorrow
at noon. You got that? Noon.

- Yes.
- All right.

The, uh, botanical gardens,
tomorrow at noon, she's gotta...

Oh, I don't speak whatever
it is you're speaking.

Camptosorus rhizophyllus.

Got it.

Excuse me. Francine.

- I'm afraid you must be mistaken.
- Of course, I can see that.

You have brown eyes, she has blue eyes, you
have dark hair and she has light hair...

but I'm telling you, the resemblance
is just absolutely uncanny.

I had always heard that everybody
has a double somewhere in the world...

but I'd thought it was
just an old wives' tale.

- Uh, you will excuse me.
- No.

Uh, no, I'm sorry, I just... Sometimes
when I get excited, I babble.

I just wondered if you had had a
chance to see the botanic gardens.

No.

Oh, well, they're having a
wonderful exhibit of, um...

Camptosorus rhizophyllus...

and you could probably
catch it tomorrow...

around noon, if
you were interested.

Thank you. I will put
that on my agenda.

Yes.

- Well?
- She's putting it on her agenda.

- Oh, great.
- The funny thing is...

that woman looks
exactly like Francine.

You didn't say anything
about the resemblance?

- I mentioned it...
- Damn it.

- What's the matter?
- Ahem, hello.

Hello. How do you do?

- Was anyone with you?
- The attendant.

- What'd she look like?
- The attendant?

- Yes.
- I don't know.

She was, like, medium
height, medium build.

Listen, if I'm not supposed
to say something...

I think you ought to tell me.

You operate on a need-to-know
basis, but I needed to know.

- Did I ruin everything?
- I hope not.

Oh, I'm sorry.

We can't afford to lose her at
this stage. Everything is in motion.

- I'm sorry.
- No, no, look, it's all right.

- You delivered your message.
- Yes.

Yes, and we will
take it from there.

- I'm really sorry. All right.
- Don't worry about it, all right?

But, look. Amanda, in the future, just
say what you're told to say. Don't ad-lib.

- I won't.
- All right?

- I promise.
- Okay. Now, I will find you a cab...

What? Are we going home?

Well, this isn't a date.

I know this isn't a date.
Of course it isn't a date.

- All right.
- It's just, you know, I was wondering...

what I was gonna tell my mother
when I get back to the house...

half an hour after I left
for a party, ha. That's all.

I have absolutely nothing
to say on the subject.

- You're angry.
- I am not angry.

- Do you know where the vitamin C is?
- In the cabinet.

It's not. I looked there first. I
wish people wouldn't move things.

You're angry because I won't
tell you who I went out with.

I'm not angry, dear.

Well, then you're hurt,
and that's even worse.

Mother, I know that
I've lied to you before.

In the past I have.

But I don't wanna do it anymore,
because it makes me feel just awful.

Course it does. It's
totally against your nature.

I mean, you were
never a secretive child.

You always came to me with your little
confidences, and I always understood.

- I don't think you'd understand this one.
- Oh, but I already do.

I mean, he is married
to an impossible woman.

They have not lived under the
same roof for at least eight months.

- Bud Marcher.
- Bud Marcher?

Mother, Bud Marcher
is a married man.

You think I went out with a married
man? This wasn't a date, this was business.

And I can't say
anything else about it.

Amanda, I am not pressing you,
am I? I mean, that's just not my way.

If you say it's
business, it's business.

I never dreamed things
would get so complicated.

Well, they usually do. I cannot
find the vitamin C anywhere...

so I am going to
boil a grapefruit.

- That's what your grandmother always did.
- Mother, what is dengue fever?

Oh, my God. Is
that going around?

I thought I was just
getting a head cold.

No, no, no. I don't think it is.
At least I hope not, anyway.

Look, I'm going to bed.
I hope you feel better.

- I do love you. Good night.
- Good night, love.

Business.

What kind of business is she
in that she can't tell me about?

This has to be timed. I
don't want anybody to foul up.

- Will you relax, Billy?
- When we've got Magda Petrak, I'll relax.

- We won't get a second chance.
- Not going to need one.

You figure she has the
information she claims?

It could be a setup. I mean,
say we help her defect...

and she says, "I don't know what
the Hungarian mission was up to.

I just answered the phones."

She is top level,
Francine. Believe me.

I checked all of that out when
she first made contact with us.

Oh, she's not gonna jeopardize the
safety of her mother and her sister.

Getting them out of Hungary and
relocating them was all part of the deal.

- She's looking forward to the good life.
- Just asking.

You sure you know
what you're going to do?

We've been over this a dozen
times. Francine will be fine.

- Won't you?
- I'll be sensational.

I just love playing dress-up.

My mother and my sister?

Safe. Right now they're
somewhere over the Atlantic Ocean...

in a U.S. military plane.

Excuse me.

Could you tell me where I might find
the display of Camptosorus rhizophyllus?

Uh, yes, I believe they're right
over there in that greenhouse.

Thank you.

Give me the hat and the coat.

- Sandor is right behind me.
- We have him covered.

Come on, Francine, let's go.

Careful of the eye. Hurry up.

Come on, get the
wig on. Quickly.

Well, at least she has
decent taste in clothes.

I thought all those Iron Curtain
women wore little cotton housedresses.

Hurry up. Here's the hat.

Looking good.

- Go.
- Okay.

Vylos, stop her.

Wait! Stop, wait! Wait!

Get in the car!

Don't let them get away.

What's going on? Three cars,
four cars. They all look alike.

What do you think is going
on? Which car is she in?

- The first, isn't it?
- The left or the right, I don't know.

- Which one, that one?
- No, that one.

Damn. We lost her.

- Darling?
- Yes, Mother?

- Is that the doorbell?
- Yes, Mother.

- Will you see who it is?
- I'm going, Mother.

- Amanda.
- I'm on the way, Mother.

Oh, wait a minute, you can't
come in here. What are you doing?

We have to come in here.

- Is it the drugstore?
- Uh, no, Mother.

My mother's home.
She has a very bad cold.

It'll keep her out of the
way until we're finished.

Finished with what? Just
a minute. You cannot stay.

Is this your typical American
house? I thought something larger.

Well, it's three bedrooms
with a convertible den.

Philip and Jamie will be
home from school at 3:30.

We'll be out of here
long before that.

Now, look, Amanda, I wouldn't
be here if I had any other choice.

I need a safe house for Magda.

The one we had
arranged was burned.

Somebody find out about it?

No, I mean burned down.

Faulty wiring or something.

- Some coffee, yes?
- No.

I'm sorry. I don't
mean to be rude.

You know I don't mean
to be uncooperative...

and I'm sure what you're
doing is very important...

but I have to think of the safety
of my mother and my children.

I can't have you in my house.

Their safety is not being
compromised, okay?

Trust me, I have no
place else to put her.

I can't drive around
with her in my car.

What are you talking about?
There are Hungarians looking for her.

- They're gonna find her here.
- No, not here.

Now, they're gonna be combing
the air terminals, train stations, hotels.

They'll be combing the
streets of Washington.

You're not gonna find them cruising
down a modest neighborhood.

It's not that modest.

Amanda, now, we have
made a deal with Magda.

We're getting her mother
and sister out of Hungary.

We're giving them new
identities, a whole new life.

She's giving us information.

Information that could be vital to the
strategic defense of the United States.

Oh, I wish you
wouldn't put it that way.

- Amanda?
- Yes, Mother?

- Is anything wrong?
- No, Mother, everything's just fine.

I am not gonna
lie to her anymore.

Tell her the truth.
She won't believe you.

Amanda? Who's there?

Nobody special, Mother. Just
a defecting Hungarian refugee.

She bought it.

Mother doesn't wanna eat in
bed. She wants to come downstairs.

- Well, stop her.
- How? She lives here.

- Can't you read to her or something?
- She knows I have company.

Her curiosity is killing her. She's
gonna be down here any minute.

Well, you're gonna have
to find some way to stall her.

We can't be interrupted. I am
getting some great stuff out of Magda.

More than I hoped for.

And we need some more coffee.

Oh. Well, for a communist,
she certainly is into room service.

What's the matter?
You want me to make it?

No, no. Oh, no.
I'll make it. No.

Coffee's too weak, sandwiches
are too dry, house is too small.

She's different from any communist
I've ever seen on the news.

They all wear boots and drive
tractors and work in factories.

I bet they wouldn't dare
complain about a thing.

The information I am
getting is invaluable.

- Oh. Can I just ask you one thing?
- What?

Are you sure they want her back?

Magda Petrak must be found.

How it happened, that
we address ourselves...

to when we have the luxury of
time, and why it was not anticipated.

Her party record has always
been impeccable, Comrade Brobich.

Exactly.

Making her privy to the most
highly classified information.

She is in a position where she can
compromise a network of operatives...

that has taken us
months to put in place.

She is in a position...

where she can expose our cultural mission
for what it is, an intelligence operation.

With all respect, comrade, no one
could have foreseen such a thing.

I could foresee it. You
recall my objection...

when she was first proposed.
Those objections are still on the record.

We were with her constantly.

It should not have been possible for her
to have made contact with the Americans.

Obviously, it was possible.
- But why?

We travel freely. Restrictions
have been lifted, rules relaxed.

There is plenty of food.

Sometimes it is wiser to keep a
few wrinkles in the belly of the people.

They hesitate to ask for more.

Magda Petrak has enjoyed her stay in
this country too much. You haven't noticed.

And now she's
asking for even more.

There are reasons why a woman has never
achieved the inner circle of the Politburo.

Do you know what
those reasons are?

There is an innate softness
and corruptibility in women.

They're easily seduced by the
decadent luxuries of the West...

as Magda Petrak
has been seduced.

She was assigned to this
project over my objections.

You have allowed her to defect and
you will find her. Is that understood?

You will find her.

Brobich travels under a diplomatic
passport. He cannot be arrested.

No, but we can sure kick
his buns out of this country...

and break up the
information network he set up.

Heh, it will be reestablished by
somebody else. They never stop.

Neither do we. DOTTY: Amanda?

Uh, yes, Mother?

Mother's coming
down. Get out of here.

- What?
- You've gotta leave, now, quickly.

Oh, no, not that way, not
that way. Out the back porch.

- Come on, quick. Just go on, go on.
- What about...?

- All right.
- Miss Petrak? Miss Petrak, please?

Aah, I cannot go outside.
I might be observed.

No, no, you don't understand.

If you stay inside, you'll
definitely be observed.

You're a defector and your
picture's gonna be in the newspaper...

and my mother will see it
and she'll know everything.

There will be no picture.

My country never admits to things
like defection, internal problems.

- Amanda?
- Yes, Mother?

- I'll have that sandwich now.
- I'll make it.

You know, I really
feel that... Oh. Ha, ha.

Well, I'm sorry. I didn't
know you had company.

- Yes, Mother, this is Miss Petrak.
- Magda Petrak.

- Yes, and this is my mother, Mrs. West.
- Oh.

Well, aren't you two having a cozy
time? I hope I'm not interrupting anything.

Are you plants or animals?

Plants, I'd say. You don't
look like the animal type.

Amanda does have the
most interesting clients.

- You are a client, aren't you?
- No.

- No? A friend?
- No.

Oh.

Uh, Mother, I think you
should probably get back in bed.

Oh.

It's all right, dear.

Well, I hope you'll forgive
my appearance. I mean...

I just have a head cold. I know they
make you look and feel miserable.

I mean, Amanda thinks that
I might have dengue fever...

but I know it's just a cold. I was
feeling absolutely wonderful yesterday...

- and then it just hit me last night.
- Then you are contagious.

You should confine yourself
for the good of the others.

Oh, I suppose you're right.

It's just so boring up there.

This is your house
too, and you have a right

to be any place in it
that you'd like to be.

Oh, ha, ha. Thank you, dear.

Hey, Mom, guess
what, guess what.

Hey, Mom, I won.

Oh, look at that, sweetheart. He
won second place for his volcano.

- I helped.
- No, you didn't.

Yes, he did.

Okay, I'll tell you what, why
don't you, uh, go upstairs...

- and you can watch television.
- But I'm hungry.

I'll make you a sandwich
and I'll bring it up.

I won second prize.

I probably would have won first,
only Bill Geisman, he always wins it...

ever since preschool.

Winning can only be first
place. They don't teach you that?

We've got first place
and second place.

And we've got third place and runners-up,
and I think this is just sensational.

In my country, first place is
winning. Everything else is losing.

Philip. Hey, I am very
proud of you. Give me a hug.

Get upstairs and I'll
be there in a minute.

- Go on. Scoot, scoot, scoot.
- Come on, Philip, let's go.

I think I'll go to my room too.

- How could you say that to a little boy?
- One has a responsibility to children.

They should be realists.

You don't want your
son to be a winner?

My son is a winner.

Please excuse me.

Do you know what
she did to Philip?

- Are the kids home?
- They live here.

Now listen, Lee, you know
that I will do anything that I can...

within reason to help my country,
but this has gotten out of hand.

Now, I was supposed to take a message
to her and to bring you back the answer.

All right, I did that. But now,
not only is she in my home...

she has firmly planted
herself in my living room...

and she has driven my mother
and my two small boys upstairs...

into their bedrooms.

I know she is a little abrasive,
but she's under a strain.

Who isn't? I had a
happy home this morning.

A few minutes, we'll wrap it
up and she'll be out of your way.

That's what you said when
you got here. Now, listen.

I'm gonna go upstairs and
see what I can do about Philip.

I will give you 10 minutes.

And there can be no
further complications, right?

- Nothing can go wrong?
- Oh, Amanda.

This operation has been
like a walk through the park.

- What could possibly go wrong?
- Back against the wall.

Francine?

Francine.

- Has anybody out there seen Francine?
- She's at lunch.

I'm surprised she
didn't eat in today.

I mean, she must be really
exhausted from taking all those bows.

She did good, Billy.

Yeah, she did very well.

Unfortunately, we'll
never hear the end of it.

She's out of Washington by now.
- Probably.

Or undercover.

I wonder which
agency she sold out to.

Military intelligence,
CIA, what's the difference?

She was with us when it happened.
You know where the blame will go.

How long do we keep up this charade?
We're not gonna find her, you know that.

Comrade Brobich knows.

- We'll both be recalled.
- I know.

- Are you hungry?
- No.

I eat when I'm nervous.

Sandor, look, look. It's Magda.

- Where?
- There, there.

Coming towards us, the blond.

She changed her hair, she's changed
her appearance, but it's Magda.

An extraordinary likeness.

A wig, contact lenses, and
you would be Magda Petrak.

Look, I don't know
who Magda Petrak is.

But I can tell you you
are in great trouble.

Kidnapping is a federal crime.

- Do you know what this is, Miss...?
- Desmond. Francine Desmond.

Do you know what
this is, Miss Desmond?

It is a diplomatic passport.
Do you know what it means?

It means that your laws on kidnapping,
murder even, are of no concern to me.

Whatever I choose
to do to you...

at the most, I
could get deported.

Wouldn't that be an
embarrassment to your country?

Ah, my country is accustomed
to embarrassments.

So we understand each other.

With what agency
are you affiliated?

Look, I don't know
what you're talking about.

The games that were
played this afternoon.

The only game I played this
afternoon was at the market.

I'm having people
over for dinner...

and so I decided to take my lunch
hour to stop to buy some rosemary...

a couple bottles
of blanc de blancs...

and some fish.

Do you have any idea what
is happening right now...

with that Dover sole
in the trunk of my car?

The games I'm talking about are
those with the limousines. Very effective.

Magda Petrak would not
have arranged that by herself.

Heh. It's possible, but
she didn't do it with my help.

I called Budapest.

Comrade Petrak's mother
and sister have disappeared.

It is presumed
they left the country.

That, too, could not have
been done without help.

Now, what agency
are you affiliated with?

We can get this information
with or without your help.

We know which of your
agencies operate internationally.

We have only to call them all.

Roger Blye.

They gave you the
wrong extension. What?

Hold on a minute.
Where is Francine?

They're putting
her calls on my line.

- Isn't she back from lunch yet?
- No.

Some guy on the
phone. Says it's important.

I'll take it.

Miss Desmond isn't in at
the moment. May I help you?

You have Petrak, we
have Francine Desmond.

Prepare to make a trade.

- Doorbell, Amanda.
- Yes, Mother.

- Don't let anybody in.
- It's a little late for that, isn't it?

- Sir. BILLY: I need
Scarecrow, fast.

Oh, yes, sir. He and Miss
Petrak were just leaving.

- Is it the drugstore?
- No, Mother, it isn't.

Maybe you can
all talk in the car.

Billy? What's the matter?

We just got a call.
They have Francine.

- Who has Francine?
- Brobich.

- How could you let this happen?
- I didn't let it happen.

Everything was working
according to plan.

Francine got back to the
office, then she went to lunch.

- They must have spotted her on the street.
- They want a trade?

- Yes.
- That is completely out of the question.

If we could all just lower
our voices a little bit...

and explain to me
what is going on?

You mentioned Francine's
resemblance to Magda?

- Yes. LEE: She's
a ringer for her.

- Dead ringer.
- Oh, my gosh.

How'd they leave it with
you? They gonna call back?

- We have some plans to make.
- If you agree to this trade...

they will kill me.

If we don't, they'll kill Francine.
You're gonna have to trust me on this.

I'm gonna go back to the agency with
Billy. You stay put. You'll be safe here.

Lee, could I speak to you
for just a second please? Sir?

Excuse me, you
can't go out the front.

Mother can see you from her
bedroom and she heard you ring the bell.

- I'll pick you up down the block.
- All right.

- Tell her I'm from the phone company.
- Sir? I'm not lying to her anymore.

Tell her I said I'm from
the phone company.

- Snap to it, Scarecrow.
- Yep.

Could I see you in the
kitchen for a moment, please?

Yeah.

Shh.

- Amanda, I know I promised I would...
- Shh.

I know I promised I would
have her out of here, and I will.

It won't be more
than a couple of hours.

See, the plan was, was
to get her to a safe house...

which turned out to be
here, through nobody's fault.

We were going to get our
information, sneak her out...

and relocate her with
her mother and sister.

- But it's too hot to move her now.
- Now, look. It's not just that.

It's this Brobich person.

If he's prepared to kill
Magda and even Francine...

then what about Jamie
and Philip? They're just boys.

And Mother has a cold, and we
don't even have any protection here.

You don't need any.

Would I leave if I thought
you were in danger?

No, of course not.
You wouldn't do that.

All right, if it will make
you feel any safer...

Put that away. I'd rather have the whole
Hungarian army in my house than that.

- I don't even know how to use it.
- Well, maybe it's time you learned.

I don't want to shoot anyone.

You won't have to.

And that is a promise.

It's cleaned out.

They didn't forget a thing.

It was a long shot. The location of
these offices has never been a secret.

We know they're not stupid
enough to have been waiting.

They're taking their time
about making contact.

- You sure that beeper is working?
- It's working.

It's gonna be one of those last-minute
calls. No time for a countergambit.

We're supposed to be able to
think and move at the same time.

Billy. When they call, I hope you
can get them to put Francine on.

I am not taking their word for
anything. She has a temper.

I'm not saying she isn't a good agent.
She's terrific, but she has a temper.

- She'll be all right, Lee.
- We don't know that.

Like I said, they're
not stupid. Excuse me.

I hope to God you're right.

More coffee?

No.

- You have veal?
- Veal?

Veal? You mean like veal,
as in $14-a-pound veal? No.

I'm sorry. We don't have any veal.
That's a little rich for this household.

Hungarians are very good cooks.
You know, I could make, uh...

- veal paprikash for dinner.
- Oh, you won't be staying for dinner.

Well, I don't mean.
I just mean that...

uh, Mr. Stetson said, uh, you know,
one hour, maybe two, and you'll be...

I thought to have blender
one day. Toaster oven.

- You have microwave?
- No.

I thought to have
microwave one day.

Things are very different here
from what we have at home.

Or what we don't have at home.

- I like these things.
- Oh.

Well, were they planning to
send you back to Hungary?

Yeah. I found out...

and, uh, I decided not to go.

I... I like America.

But now Brobich knows I've talked and he
will be devising a proper way to kill me.

Oh, no. No, no. That
won't happen. No.

Nobody's gonna get
killed around here. Mm-mm.

- You don't know Brobich.
- You don't know Lee Stetson.

Ah, we really shouldn't
be talking about this...

with Mother and the
children right upstairs, okay?

You have an admiration
for Mr. Stetson, no?

Perhaps more than an admiration.

I don't know why
you would say that.

We have a professional
association...

and, uh, that was
really just a fluke.

It's only part-time, uh, a matter
of being in the wrong place...

at the right time or the
right place at the wrong time.

- He's very attractive. Hmm?
- What?

You don't? You don't
find him attractive?

Oh, uh...

What, you mean
feature for feature?

Uh, sure. Well, yes,
he's, uh, got nice hair.

It's not great hair, but
it's nice hair. He's tall...

Straight nose, and beautiful,
beautiful, beautiful eyes.

Pretty eyes, really.

You know, that phone
is gonna ring any minute.

Any minute, that
phone is gonna ring.

I can feel it.

That's gotta be it, Billy.

They're only ringing
through for Brobich.

- Hello.
- The exchange will take place...

in exactly 30 minutes.
You will bring Miss Petrak...

to the area reserved for private
jets at Dulles International.

Our plane will be on the runway.

Miss Desmond will be
returned to you at the time...

if you do not interfere
with our departure.

Should you interfere in any way,
then Miss Desmond will be killed.

In fact, many lives may be lost.

Dulles Airport, 30 minutes.

- Oh, that's impossible.
- I know.

It's half an hour from
Amanda's to the airport.

It would take us 15 minutes
from the agency to her house.

This is gonna
work if we go direct.

Without Magda? Come on.

They'd have that plane halfway
to Hungary with Francine in it...

- if we show up without her.
- Amanda will have to bring her.

Amanda? Come on, Billy. She is
not equipped for this kind of operation.

It's bad enough we got
Francine and Magda...

but you throw Amanda
into this, you have a disaster.

I don't have time to
argue with you, Scarecrow.

This is the way it's going to
be. Now we have 29 minutes.

Call her, or start thinking about what
you're gonna tell Francine's next of kin.

How about we line things
up right there on the runway?

- We come up the old road...
- Don't get creative, Scarecrow.

Just do what I tell you to do.

Billy, if we don't come up with a plan,
Amanda's not going to have a prayer.

Here, wear this over your head.

And don't worry about a thing. Lee's
very good at spur-of-the-moment planning.

- He didn't mention plans.
- There wasn't time.

What I'm supposed to do is take you
out the, uh, old road to Dulles Airport.

There won't be much traffic...

and not many people
know about it, it's a shortcut.

Along the way, an agency
vehicle will intercept us. That's it.

- Philip. Jamie. JAMIE:
Okay, Mom, here we come.

Amanda, where are you going?

I'm gonna take Miss
Petrak to the airport.

- She's leaving?
- Yes, she is, sweetheart.

Don't I get a kiss? Mwah.

Amanda, I think we ought
to change drugstores.

I called first thing this morning and
they haven't delivered the vitamin C.

All right, Mother, we'll do
that. We'll change drugstores.

- Mom?
- Yes, sweetie?

Second place isn't losing. You
don't get a red ribbon for losing.

You bet your life, sweetheart.

All right, you be good. Argh!

- See you, kid.
- You too, Mama.

- Why do you risk your life for me?
- I am not risking my life for you.

At least I hope I'm not.

What about you? You
don't even know Francine.

It is different. It was I who approached
the agency and asked for help.

If I don't cooperate now, what would
happen to my mother and my sister?

- They might be sent back to Hungary.
- The agency wouldn't do that.

You really don't
trust anyone, do you?

- I know human nature.
- I don't think you do.

I think you think you
know human nature...

the same way you think you
know how to make coffee...

and you think you know
how to make veal paprikash...

which I'd like to see you
do with that hamburger...

- I've got in the refrigerator.
- You're angry.

Yes, I'm angry. I'm sorry.

I took you into my house.
I didn't have to do that.

In fact, I swore I never would. And
I must have made enough coffee...

to keep the town of Buffalo
awake for two weeks...

and that's not even to
mention the 14 sandwiches...

which I am told my
sandwiches are very, very tasty...

however, from you, I haven't
heard thank you, not once.

- Thank you.
- And that's not the worst.

I've made sandwiches before
and I've made coffee before...

and I've done dishes before...

but what you did to
Philip was inexcusable.

That little boy worked morning and
night for a month to make that volcano.

Have you got any idea how
much that meant to him? Hmm?

And it was perfect
too. Inside and out.

And he won second
place for it. Won.

And I don't know what that means
in Hungary, but in America, heh...

it's pretty darn good.

I am sorry. Our
ways are different.

- I guess they are.
- I have much to learn, if I have the time.

Don't talk like that.
You'll have the time.

- Who is that ahead of us?
- The station wagon?

Pull up, I want to see.

- Magda.
- Brobich.

Hang on.

- What are you doing?
- I haven't the faintest idea.

They're following us. - Still?

Watch out. Watch out,
you're losing control.

Miss Petrak, I'm
doing the best I can.

Will you please stop
telling me how to drive?

Hold on.

Over this way.

Go around quickly.
They're getting away.

There they are.

Over here.

Come on, get down.

Come on, Vylos. Let's get them.

Oh.

- They've got to be here somewhere.
- Look over there.

They can't be far.

Come on, come on!

Come on, that's it,
that's it. Hurry up.

There you go. Come on.

Francine, come on. Come on.

Hurry up. That's it.

Take it up!

Amanda!

Come on, come on.

Amanda, hold on.

Here we go. AMANDA: Oh, no.

That's it.

Get us out of here.

Have I said a word?

Said a word about the
condition of the station wagon...

after a simple
trip to the airport?

- No, Mother, you haven't said a word.
- And I won't.

If I were the type
to ask questions...

I might ask how a
simple trip to the airport...

could result in at least
$800 worth of body work.

Mother, I thank you
very much for not asking.

Could you pass
me a tissue, please?

- You're not getting my cold, are you?
- Oh, no, no. Are you kidding?

With my immune system? Mm-mm.

I suppose I'm also not supposed
to ask who Magda Petrak was.

- Mother, I don't wanna lie to you.
- I know you don't wanna lie.

- I have my own theories.
- Oh, you do?

Yes, you see, I haven't read Agatha
Christie for 30 years for nothing.

I don't have one
theory. I have at least six.

- Good night, Mother.
- Good night, love.

- Give my best to Bud Marcher.
- Mother!

If they have these parties every
night, it must get awfully expensive.

- Yes, it does.
- You really didn't have to bring me.

- Oh, come on, I owe you one.
- Oh, you don't owe me anything.

I mean, you know, I'm really
glad that I helped Magda...

and, well, I wasn't
so glad at first...

but I'm glad now that she has
her freedom and her new identity...

and she's with her mother and
her little sister and she has her...

- Excuse me.
- Uh-huh.

New microwave. I
think it's very nice.

Yeah. It worked.

We were able to get Brobich and his
Hungarian goon squad deported too.

You know, they set up quite
an intelligence network here.

You know, uh...

these things go on
sometimes for hours.

- What things?
- These embassy things.

- Oh.
- Hmm.

Well, you really didn't
have to bring me.

I hustled you out of here
in a hurry the other night...

and you said you'd
never been to one...

and I guess, uh...

you did have to put up
with a lot from Magda.

I wanted to ask
you a question...

and it will have nothing
to do with... Ahem.

Excuse me. With our
professional relationship, but...

- What?
- Well, in the helicopter...

first you saved Magda,
then you saved Francine...

and then almost as an
afterthought, you saved me.

- It was not an afterthought.
- I just, you know, I felt...

It was the first time that
you were in the clear.

See? I knew you
would explain it perfectly.

How did you find us?

I saw somebody try to drive a
station wagon through a swamp.

- And you knew it was me.
- I figured it'd be you, yes.

Lee, I know you think
you owe me something...

but, um...

I think I'm catching Mother's
cold. I wanna go home.

Oh.

- Excuse me.
- You too?

Yeah.

- Excuse me.
- That's all right.

- Guess what.
- What?

If it'll make you
feel any better...

Magda's got it too.

Heaven.