All language subtitles for The.Werewolf.of.Washington.1973.DC.1080p.BluRay.REMUX.AVC.FLAC.2.0-EPSiLON_Track03_PGS

(soK classical music)

(eerio music)

That It rourf happon
fn AmePIca.

That It roulrf happon now.

That coulrf It ovoP hanpen
to mo.

(unsettling music)

?arF mhlttloP Is my namo.

Hayho you remomboP my hyfne.

R was the younqost momboP
or tho mashlnpton FPoss coPps,

Its ?astost-PIslnq star.

Dne No? tho host anrf hrfphtost,
as wo usorf to say.

SofoPo so murh hloorf

nasserf unrfoP those
nretty Fotomac hrfrfpes.

R was havfnq an aPalP
wfth the nPosfrfont's rfauqhtoP,

anrf ? wantorf out...

...wlthout huWfnq heP roollnqs
oP, rPanFly, my caPoer.

Eo ? harf my napoP roassfqn mo
to ouP buPeau fn surfanost.

Eomehow, tho pPoslrfent
heaPrf ? was banfsherf

?oP hofnq too
pPo-arfmlnfstPatfon,

anrf ho oPoPorf mo a /ob
whlch ? coulrfn't Pe?uso...

...whfch Is whero
the toPPIhle ovonts

that woPo to rfostPoy my caPooP
anrf my Iro hoqfn.

I hought It, it's sllver.

I found It In a littlo shop.

I didn't thlnk there
wore such things lert.

What's it for?

You mean you don't know?

(gravel crunching)

(onglne whirring)

(horn blaring)

(tires screoching)

(thuddin9)

(insects chirring)

NeY, folla!

What do You think You'ro doing?

You trYIng to get
somohodY killed?

You ran me right into tho tree!

What are You doing
1ust standing here

right in tho middle
of tho road?

Will You saY sOmothln9v
what's the matter?

Can't You spoak En9lish?

(sombor music)

GIsoller will you get back
in tho car?

I gotta mako it
to tho airpotz.

(car door slamming)

(en9ine sputtoring)

(car door slamming)

I'm sorrYv sir,
I 1ust--I lost mY temper.

But mY car won't start
and I havo to catch a plane.

It's verY impotzant.

Do You know is there
a gas statiOn around

or someone that could holp mo?

(clattering)

NeY, mister!

I really need holp!

How do You saY--

-Segitsd9.
-Sogitsd9!

Como on.

Segitsd9!

Now, pleaso,
the onlY reason I'm asking You

is hecauso mY car crashod
bocause of him.

Rowv could You Just glve me
a littlo holp, pleaso?

(speaking Hungarian)

I'm dYIn9 to hoar this one.

She saYs If wo want to Ieavo,
thon wo leave.

(indistinct chattor)

We can't leavev gOddamnit.

I told You mY car is stuck!

(shouting in Hungarian)

It's stuck over there bY the--

(shouting in Hungarian)

Kiston!

It's because of him,
It's all his fault!

(inaudihle).

Oh, Godv I wish I was roligious,

I'd saY a praYor right now.

Just wait for mo horor Gisollo.

Leavo the headlights onr okay?

Okay.

(car door opening and closing)

(howling)

(unsettling music)

Don't hlde the moon!

-The moonr come In!
-What's the--

-Not tonight, come in.
-Thank You verY--

-I'm in a hurrY, 1ust--
-Come inr come in.

What are You afraid of?

(door closes)

(slghs)

Gisollo!

Gisollo!

(howling)

(soft, tense music)

Gisollo!

(howling continues)

(omlnous music)

(snarling)

(9rowling)

(intense music)

(9rowling)

(whinln9)

(dramatic music)

(heavy breathing)

(soft, tense music)

Anrf so ft must
havo heon a wo?.

I killed a man and I killed him
with this thing.

You said it was an accidentr
mY boY.

It was an accidont!

But aro You 9onna 1ust tako
mY wOrd for It?

Aron't You 9onna detain me?

The Inspoctor
has offered us--

I'm afraid I must ask You
to loave the aroa at once.

I toll You agalnr no one
has beon ropotzod missing.

Ro corpso has been found.

If You continue to make
a nuisance of Yourselfr

I shall have you locked up.

HOw como You spoak En9Iish?

Huh?

(panting)

(ongine rumbling)

(insects chirring)

That was Your son
that I killed, wasn't it?

(speaking Hungarian)

Yesr that was her son.

And You don't even care
that I killod hlm.

(speaking Hungarian)

She saYs You didn't kill him,
You released him.

He noedod to dio.

Ue longed to rost.

Bocause of the communlsts?

Secret police?

(speaking Hungarian)

Because of tho sign
on tho pentagram.

Ahv the Pentagon
is behind all of this.

The pontagram.

The mark of tho beast.

This.

Ohr that's Just a hunch
of insanitY.

(speaking Hungarian)

Whoever is bitton
bY a werewolf and Iivesr

becomes a worowolf himself.

Oh, bull.

(speaking Hungarian)

The wolf bit youv didn't he?

Yos, damn it.

(speaking Hungarian)

(soft music)

Xoar thfs chaPm
ovor your hoaX always

anrf romomhoP, a woPowolr
can only ho Ffllorf

wfth a sfveP huot

oP a stfcF
wfth a sfveP hanrfo.

(pensive music)

(speaking Hungarian)

Noavon hop you, mY son.

(mellow 1azzY music)

(toilet flushing)

(knocking)

Jack.

(indistinct chattor)

Tho Prosident wants to soe You.

He's In mY bedroom.

-It's good to soe You, Jack.
-Mr. Prosident.

You're lookln9 flne, 1ust fino.

Settle it anY waY you wantv

but Just make sure
it doesn't fall back in mY Iap

or the AttorneY General's.

Have You seon Marion Yet?

I don't understand
you Young people.

Sher uhr

she's soeing
a nice Young man nowadaYs.

Ho's a psYchiatrist,
naval psYchiatrist.

I think You'd like him.

Nello therer Mr. Prosident.

NOw, Iudger I want You
to moet Iack Whittierr

the now Assistant
Press SecretarY.

-How do You do?
-Mrs. Captreo.

Oh! Is he the Jewish Young man
that You hirod to muzzle me?

(Iaughs)

Uh, nor I'm afraid
thoY couldn't find him.

Ohr well, YOu look smary.

(Iaughs)

I'm going to excuse mYsolf now.

You sleep tight nowr
Mr. Prosident.

(piano music)

Ohr Marion.

Nollo, Jack.

Hellor Marion.

MYv that Marlon's
such a lovolY girl.

Did the Washington Times
roallY sond You to Siboria

for socking the truth
to 'omr Mr. Whittier?

-It was nungarY.
-What?

-NungarY.
-Come onr Margio.

I thlnk it's time
we left for homo too.

Ohr no, Elllot, honoY.

Well, whY don't You run along
like you alwaYs do.

I'm sure this nice Young man
will seo mo homev

won't You, honey?

Ceryainly, ma'am.

(eerio music)

I think Your father's
a cross betweon

Ahraham kincoln
and Jesus Christ.

(piano music)

I'm engagod to bo marriod, Iack.

(indistinct chattor)

AIroadY?

To that psYchiatrist 9uY?

(eerio music)

You know what mY husband said?

Wellr mY husband's said
manY times

that ho actuallY profers
some of the Russian communists--

The Iiberal columnists
in this countrY.

What's the mattor with my hand?

Huh?

Oh, nothln9.

MY goodnoss, mY lad, Iack.

You'ro Just some torrihle wolfr
aren't Ya?

(eerio music)

Marlon and I are leaving.

Ir uhv

I thought I'd como ovor and saY
9ood ovenln9 to You, Iack.

Oh Yeah.

Commandor Salmon.

(indistinct chattor)

WhY don't You cOmo in
and talk to mo sometlmev Jack?

We'll have a talk, huh?

All right, sure.

(piano music)

Row...

Now, where were we?

(eerio music)

(incoherent muttering)

(music intensifies)

(snarling)

(incoherent muttering)

(snarling, growlln9)

(screaming)

I watched tho damn thing mYself.

It didn't have a--it didn't
even have a station broak.

And this pre1udicedv
hostile critic

is the commontator
thoY put on rlght after

the presidont's address
about Captreo.

Wo'll havo the network's word.

ThoY'ro gonna burY
this guY someplaco.

-What do You mean?
-GIve him tho axe.

Drop him.

-YOu'ro kldding.
-No!

The prosident is fod up

with this 9uY's facial
oxpressions and 9ostures.

We got some friends thoro.

It's tho other notworks
I'm worrled about.

Here.

Tako a look at the speech

tho Vice President's
gonna road tomorrow night.

(shopping cart rattling)

(screaming)

(ban9ing)

Wo are 9oing to war
against the networksv Jack.

We're going to win back
the minds and hearts

of tho American people.

And we have got to have
Captroe on that couA

to wln the fight
or we'ro in trouble.

Hellr You understand.

NoY, look, Jackv
there's a--

Thoro's a line in there
I havo trouble with.

Somothing about tho viows
of a small group.

Does small--
how does small strike You?

That's a little soft.

What would You call
Your compatriots at the press

if you wantod to bo,
You know, moro flashY?

Uhr let's soe.

Woll, "at their worst,
a cotorio of impudenco."

No...

(Iaughs)

Or--no, I mean, reallYr
I could flnd--

That's goodv no, that's groat.

-Wo'Il use it.
-YOu'ro kldding.

Nor it's Just what wo want.

Look, the man told mo tO 9ive
You a drart of tho speech

and listen to
Your su9gostions on it.

Row I know whY.

I want You to spice it up
a bitv huh?

Wollv I don't know.

I meanr I wouldn't use that line
that I 1ust suggestod.

WhY not?

That Is exactlY what wo want.

(phono rln9ing)

Not now.

Yoah.

MY God.

What's this countrY coming to?

Mrs. Captree was...

1ust found dead.

Guts rippod open.

(screaming)

(water flowln9)

(distant trafflc whirring)

(soft music)

Now have You beon?

I guess I asked that last night.

Yoah, I 9uess You did.

Geev I haven't boen in
tho White nouso in a long tlme.

Wellr not everYone gets to see
all of the Whlte HOuser Jack.

Uhv I'm supposod to meet
with your fathor.

It's roallY awful
about Mrs. Captroev isn't it?

And those shoes thoY foundr
that's weird.

Shoes.

Uh, Giselle--Marion,

the presidont's waitln9 for me.

I--I better not koep him.

Andrea, you and I,

we don't see eYe to oYo
abOut most things.

I've never asked
for Your suppotz

and I'vo nover roceived it.

(omlnous music)

But if Your paper
cOuld change its position,

it would swing
the nomination for him.

I'll think about itv
Mr. Prosident.

Good.

Well, I'm sorrY to have kept You
here so Iato.

Ohr bY tho waY,
I'vo asked tho FCC

to act as guicklY as possiblo
upon that application,

no matter what posltlon
You take.

After all,
I do owo You a favor.

If You hadn't banished
Jack here to Budapest,

well, I wouldn't havo a new
Assistant Press Secretary.

Ohr evening, darling.

Mr. Prosidentr
we didn't banish Jack.

I beg9od hlm to staY herev
didn't I, Jack?

He renuosted tho transfer
for personal reasons

and he's welcomo
to come back any timo.

Thank you.

(suspenseful music)

-Jack.
-Um?

Ohv I'm sorrv.

Uhv I havo tO 9or Mr. Prosident.

Uhr I'll see You tomorrow.

-I'll leave with Jack.
-No!

Uh, I meanr I'll staY horo
with You, Mr. Presidont.

Oh.

I'll think it overr
Mr. Presidont.

I maY surprise You.

Wellr thank you, Andrea.

-Good night.
-Good night.

Good nightr Jack.

-Good night.
-Good night.

Jackv Jack!

Jack.

I think I could be
your friend, Iack.

If You could 1ust accopt that.

I'd like to be.

You don't look well, Iack.

(door slamming)

Jack.

Don't wait for mo therer Marion.

Wait for mo in Your rOom.

Go awaY now!

(howling)

(rattling doorknob)

Jack.

(panting)

(rattling doorknob)

Iack!

(soK classical music)

(traffic buzzing)

(onglne whirring)

Hello?

Hello?

(snarling)

(rapid breathing)

(9rowling)

(9rowling)

(screaming)

(intense music)

(murtlod shouting)

(tires screoching)

(indistinct conversatiOns)

SaYs it's a werewolf.

A weird wolf?

A werewolfr werewolf.

Can You Ima9ine
what'd happon

if tho pross
gets a hold of that?

I thlnk the kid did it himsolf.

He looks Iiko
he could sovor a 1ugular.

Ohr I don't thlnk
the kid did It.

Ro, maYbe he did do it.

His obvious hatred
of femalo authoritY figures,

tho expression ho keeps using.

"Mother!"

It fits tho pattorn
of tho crlmes.

Prominent mlddle-aged womon
found noar national monumonts.

Wellr I don't think
the kid did It.

You'ro the whlz kidr
You keop it from the pross.

Ni, how are ya?

Could You 1ust toll me
exactlY what You saw?

Kook, wo 1ust saw this figure
running awaY.

A figuro running awaY.

Was It a man or a woman

or was it li9ht Or dark?

Was it li9ht or dark?

It was too dark to toll.

The flgure was darkr wasn't it?

-This figure was dark.
-All rlghtv it was dark.

-It was vorv dark.
-Dobbiev Debbier 1ust bo cool.

-A Black man.
-NO.

It was a werewolfr
you racist plg.

-Row 1ust ono minute!
-Don't point Your fln9or at mo!

-Who You talking to?
-I'm talking to you!

Lon, tako it easYv take It easY.

-Lookr we didn't do anYthing.
-Take it oasY.

Rowr could You--
could You klds tell me

something more dotailed
about this running figure?

Uh, it was hairY,
it walked funnY.

-Uh-huh.
-Tho Panthers.

Now do You know
it's tho Panthers?

-I know itr book 'em!
-Book 'em?

-Wait a minuter what for?
-Rarcotics.

Ro, Lonv wait a minute, listen.

(indistinct whlsperln9)

All right?

Uhv whoro are You kids staYing?

At the Chevrolet nilton.

The what?

BIg bus on tho Mall.

I'm 1ust trving to help you now.

We're gonna assi9n an FBI agent
to koep You undor survolllance

Or else wo're 9onna havo
to Iock You up.

Ohv wow, man.

Thank you.

-Um.
-(sighln9)

(horns beeping)

-Uh--
-You staY with them.

Wellr sirv
do You havo anY leads?

I moan,
this is the socond murdor

of a national figure
in two daYs.

Are You suro You have onough
manpowor to trap the killor?

I meanr Your boYs soem to be
busY with the networks.

Let me tell You somothln9.

Rono of this would've happened
if You peoplo didn't suppotz

the verY elements in our societY
that did this.

Easy, Lon, easY,
don't let them get to You.

Now do You know
that we suppotz the olemonts

when You don't have
one sln9le lead?

We do have a suspect
and an Indictment is immlnent.

SIrr I must insist that You stop
talking to those poople.

Doos imminent
moan todaYr tomorrow,

or indefinitelYr slr?

Imminent moans tomorrow morningr
nlno o'clock!

I'm sorrvr sir!

And won't You bloeding hearts
be surprlsed!

He doesn't have one indictmont.

No's too busY investlgating us.

You see? See?

Iack!

Iack!

(water flowln9)

(suspenseful music)

(door opensr footsteps)

Now this is--this Is anothor one
of Our washrooms.

I don't suppose YOu astronauts

have anYthing this convenient
on the LEM.

-Nor slr.
-Kight.

I guess not.

I understand that
the threo of you aro cooped up

on one of those for--
how lon9 is that?

It's about twO weoks
all togother.

Two weoks, ooh.

SIrr do You mlnd if I...

Nor nor no, you go right ahead.

(door rattling)

Ohr this ono
doosn't seom to work.

Huh? Ohr Yoah,
let me give You a hand.

Ohr that's strange.

That's all right, slrr
I'll use this one.

No, no, nor
that isn't the point.

(ban9ing)

That's odd, thoro's...

nobodY in there.

(rattlln9)

I'll 1ust reach down undor
and get the Iatch for You.

Sir, I'll do it,
1ust a socond.

No, nor nov no, no.

You 1ust 90 about Your business.

(ban9ing)

(rattlln9)

I'll 9ot the 1anltor
to look at it.

(toilet flushing)

You knowr it's Oddv we can put
You fellas up on the moonv

hut whon It comes to fixing
a little latch llke that,

we're 1ust all thumbs.

Goodv there's a Pomington
I wanna show You out here.

The Blackwoods
gave it to me (indistinct)

A fow Yoars back.

There it is.

(door closing)

(footsteps)

(door opening)

Just hOId it there.

Don't wanna forget this.

Two weeks.

(mutters)

That three or two weoks
you woro in that?

Two weeks.

(door closing)

(dramatic music)

(indistinct chatter)

Mr. Presidontv
I'm not foeling vorv well.

Do You think You might wanna
find someone to replace me?

You mean right nOw?

Surer go ahead,
take a napr Iack.

Ro, I mean 9onorallYr slr.

Oh, come onr Jack,
you're doln9 a fino Job.

You're indispensablo to mo.

I need You now moro than ever.

It's ahout those shoesr sir.

-Shoos?
-Yeah.

What shoos?

Jackr would You pleaso
stop scratchln9

the palms of your hand?

It's 1ust not manlY.

Now ft's rouWh rfown.

It's about the murdersr sir.

I don't believe that
the Panthers did them.

Well, there hasn't beon a murder

slnco we put a guard
on that Black boY.

But the moon hasn't risen Yet.

Put a guard on me.

Damn that linebacker.

(ban9ing)

(crowd cheering)

Now, look, Iack,
what is the meaning of this?

That speech You wrote last nlght
was 1ust great.

The notworks,
theY don't know what hlt thom

and It's all hecauso of you.

I want to assign You full tlme

to writing spoeches
for the vice presidont.

Mr. Presidontv

I think...

I'm...

I think I'm a...

(door opening)

I think I'm a werewolf.

Tho Senator, Mr. President.

-What?
-Tho Senator.

Speak upr goddamnitv
I can't hear You!

Tho Senator, Mr. President.

Ohr send her in.

Yhrew It up ?or qrahs.

Rt was rforlertorf
as ho thPow It up.

( Shuts off)

Kook, Iack,

we all get disturbed
at some time or anothor

over somo damn littlo thln9v

but I won't hear Of You
leaving the toam

until You've had a chat
with Commander Salmon.

-All right.
-Mr. Presidentv hello.

Ohv Joanr good to see you.

Como inv como in.

(water flowln9)

I'm a murderer.

(dramatic music)

I killed someone last ni9ht.

Dr. Salmonr
do you believe that a man

can change Into an animal?

An animal?

Navo You ovor heard
of the mark of tho beast?

-What?
-Thoro's a curse on mo.

I was bitton bY a wolf.

OnlY it wasn't a wolf.

OnlY it wasn't
a wolf.

It was a werewolfr

and now when
the full moon risos,

I change into an anlmaI

with only one doslre,

the doslre to kill.

Oh, Iack, really,
a werewolf.

(dramatic music)

Thank you.

Well, what about mY blackouts
and mY scar on mY finger,

and what ahout those shoes?

I think you're In troublo, Iack,

but not tho klnd of trouble
you think You're in.

What about mY seoln9 tho sign
of the pontagram?

Wollv sOmotimes
we soe our conflicts

In torms of political symbols.

What's politics
got to do with this?

What does tho Pentagon
have to do with it?

-The penta9ram!
-Gentlemen.

-The flvo-pointed star.
-...ordor dinner now.

DoctOr, would You como
to tho bathroom with me?

-Kater, sir?
-Ploase.

Come with me to the bathroom.

-Kater.
-Doctorr pleaso.

Yes, please.

-What for?
-I want to show You somothing.

-Can't You show me here?
-It's on mY chost!

(soft music)

All right.

Jack.

Let's talk ahout
your sYmptoms now

but thoY're not very hard
to explain.

Nowv You feel guiltY
bocause you woro

with both of those womon
when theY were killed.

You don't think that
in itself is strange?

And You havo the foeling that

You could've done something
to stop it

cOupled with guilt feolings
for having murdorous...

Woll, look at this.

...guilt foelings
for having murdorous wishos

towards theso women
for evil reasons

for both of which
You want to be punlshed.

Will You look at this?

So?

I saw this in the palm
of each Of mY victims.

Jackv I want to help You.

Well, thon lock mo up.

Come over the hospital tomorrow
and we'll talk about it.

But someone's gonna die toni9ht!

Will You two faggots shut up?

Jackv I cannot holp You unless
You reallY want me to holp You.

Nowr romomber what I told You.

(water runnln9)

(traffic buzzing)

(horns honkln9)

Jack Whittier on tho llno
fOr CIiff Mapos.

Cliff?

Jack, fine.

LIttle favor.

Look, who would I talk to
over there

to find out if someone
from Budapest Is a red datz?

G, Ir Sr Ev double I, Er

Frennikr
F, Rr Ev douhle R, Ir K.

French-Romanian, about gO.

Um, correspondent for
tho Budapost House Organ...

(traffic whirring)

(phono rln9ing)

Jack Whittier.

Niv angel.

Dr. Salmon?

Yes, I did.

(slghs)

(traffic whirring)

Now ho has mo thinking that, uh,

whatever was bothoring mo
was all In mY mind.

Nov no.

Oh no, that's 1ust botween me
and mY analYst.

(suspenseful music)

Yeahv I'm fltting
all the pieces to9other now.

I'm heglnning to think that
whllo I was in Budapest...

(dramatic music)

...uh, I was brainwashed
or sOmothln9.

Yoah, to cover up
some polltlcal activitios here.

Assassinationsv You know.

What?

You want to come over here?

Tonight?

Suro.

I 1ust hope
Your Secret Somice man

never publlshos a book.

Well, surer suro.

Come over.

(stutterln9)

Ro, no, maYbe You better not.

(crving)

Oh, God.

Pleaso.

Don't let mo
go throu9h this again.

(eerio music)

Uoy, wo'Po polnq
foP a waF.

(soft music)

Good idea. Let's go.

Oh nor manr wlthout Your
You know?

We want tor uhr make it.

You know what I moan,
don't You?

Mako it? Do it?

The Capitol stops.

Nor manr wo reallY want
to take a walk.

Now...could You, uh,
staY behlndv You knowv

likev umr a hundred paces?

Nor seriouslY.

I want to make a phone callv
Mr.R uh...

Murphy. Randy MurphY.

I'm gonna go call SallYv Okay?

Yeah, babY.

(coin dropping)

(dial clicking)

(she si9hs)

Information, Yeah.

Randy MurphY.

He's somewhere in Georgetown,
I thlnk.

Yeah. Right. Thank You.

(dial clicking)

(dialln9)

(whisporing)
Hellor Mrs. Murphy?

(snotzs)

This is
the worowolf of Washington.

(snotzing)

I know 1ust what You want.

(suspenseful music)

Aro they inv Dobbie?

Nor no; I lert a mossage,
they'll be back later.

I said that we called.

Yoah, wollv you readY to go?

Kook, come onr let's--

(growlr snarl)

(screaming)

(dramatic music)

What are you taking--

(screaming)

Help, please!

(screaming)

(9rowlingr scroaming)

(whimperln9)

(screamln9v 9rowling)

(screaming)

(9rowling)

(screaming)

(gunshot)

(gunshot)

(gunshots)

-Mr. Prosldent!
-Mr. Prosident...

kadies and gentlemon,

boforo I answor
YOur nuostionsr

I wOuld llke to make
a brief announcemont.

I havo called
this conference

bocause of the mass hysteria

and now tragedy

surrounding a case that
wo'ro all verv much a-wero of...

(cloars throat)

...awaro of, awaro of.

Uhr nuostions.

Mr. President!

-Mr. Presidont.
-Yes.

SIrr Is It true
that the same Black man

You're holding for murdor

was himsolf
brutallY attackod last night?

I--I didn't point at You,
I was polnting at hor.

Her.

(colloctivo groan)

Mr. Presidontv
the VIco President

made a speech last night.

I was wondoring
if you would comment on it.

Yes, I'm--I'm glad
You asked that guestion.

I wOuld llke to make
one thing perfoctlY cloar.

(thuddin9)

The...

(cloars throat)

The Vico Prosident...

...doos not clear
his speoches with me.

(nemOus chuckle)

-Mr. Prosldent!
-Mr. Prosident...

Is the conforonco over?

Uh...no.

I 1ust had to leave.

You knowr I triod calling You
last nightr

after You hung up.

Where woro You?

Did You?

(softr pensive music)

Where was I?

(suspenseful music)

I don't know.

I don't caro what it is
you're going throughr son.

Commandor SalmOn assuros mo
that Your problems

will not interyere
with Your 1ob,

and that's good onough for me.

But I don't think
Dr. Salmon told You--

Waitv waitr walt--
waitr Jackr walt.

(thud, ball rolls)

(plns clatter)

(president lau9hs)

Ahr look at that!

(chuckles)

-Row, Jack.
-Sir...

I...I don't care
what this gYpsY ladY told You.

Commander Salmon tolls me

that in Your caser

or lot's saY
that in this case,

tho existenco of a werewolf
has not been verified.

So how could You
be a worowolf, hm?

-Wellr sir...
-Where's the ball?

Whoro's the damn ball?

SIrr uh...

Tako off Your shoes
or got in the 9utter.

I'm gonna lot You in
on a little socrot.

(foet thudding in gutters)

Whether You know this Or notv
hut I get frightenod too.

(foet thudding in gutters)

(strainln9v grunting)

(ban9ing)

(clattering)

I liko Your Jack,
I reallY do.

You're Iiko the son I never had.

I soe a lot of mYself in you.

I tell You,

YOu'ro going places, Jackv
and I--

I llke to he pary of it.

There It Is. Just be
comln9 up and down there.

Mr. Prosldent, toni9htr
when the moon Is full...

Awwv Jack.

Tonightv
when the moon Is full...

Got a hold of yourselfv boY!

(panting)

Tonightv
when the moon Is full...

You're Just
going through a crisls.

(foet thudding in gutters)

And I know abOut crisis.

Koep running
from this onev

You'll be running
tho rost of your life.

Jackv uh...
where'd YOu go tO school?

Univorsity of Chicago, sir.

You plaY anY ball there?

Ohv Just four-wall handballv
slrr

thoY didn't have
varsitY sports.

Woll, that's all ri9htr
there's nothing wrong

with four-wall handball.

Herer listen,
whY don't You take a ball,

why dOn't You bowl
a few framos with me?

Go onv take a hall and got over
in that alley over thoro.

Just pick it up
and stop ovor thoro, that's it.

All rightr Jackr
I want You to watch this.

-Watch mo, Iack.
-Yes.

Watch now.

Here wo go.

(ball rolls, plns clatter)

(president lau9hs)

Ahh! koOk at that shot!

All rightr Jackr
You tako a shot.

Go aheadv 90 ahead.

(omlnous music)

Your turn, buddY.

Tako a shot.

This morning's voto
in the Senate

let me have tho man I want
on tho Supremo Coutz.

Do you reallY think
I don't care about thatv hm?

Do You?

Take Your posltionr
pross secretarvr

go onr get up to the line therev
that's it.

Rowv I can assure you
that artor tho proper amount

of timo for testing
and soul-searchingr

I'll strike out
at my enemY

swlftlY and boldlY.

Mayhe even tonlght.

PlaY, boY.

-Jack.
-Yes.

Throw the ballv
throw the ball.

Nor nov not liko thatr horo.

Kook. Got down.

Bend Your knoes.

Bend Your knoesr
bond Your kneos.

-Bend Your knees!
-Yes.

That's it. Now, bring the ball
back and when You get readYv

1ust lot it zip
down the alloYv rlght?

That's it,
got the ball back thoro.

Got your knoes down there.

Now, when you get
tho ball back therev

1ust let it whoosh,
lot it 9or okay?

(Iack sighs)

Do You think
I run from the battle?

Do You think
I shlrk from it?

Jackr will You throw tho ball?

Throw tho hall
down the alloY.

Yesv sir.

If I woro to shoot nowr

I'd be alming
out of sheor recklessness,

I'd miss the targot
complotely.

Now, sonr there are onlY a few
of us left in tho boat now.

Got to stick tO9othor
and have falth in one another.

I boliovo in You, Iack.

I want You to believe in mo.

I prOmiso to stand bY you
In this crlsisv Jackr

If You promise me
that You'll stand bY Yourself.

Jackr will You throw tho hallr
for Christ's sake?

I can'tr sir!

Wollv suro You canr Jackr
1ust throw it!

Ro, I can'tv
I've beon trying to tell You.

Jackr what kind of a man
aro Your anYwaY?

I've beon trying
to tell Your sir.

The first thing happensr

mY fln9ors statz to swoll
hefore tho moon risos.

And now mY fingers
are stuck in tho ball,

I can't got it Off!

Oh, Jack, look, I have
a moeting in tho War Room.

-Iack, ploase.
-I can't 90.

Jackr lookr Commander Salmon
will bo there.

EverYthing will be fine.

I'm stuck In the ball!

Drop that ball.

Pull!

Boat it--we 9ot it.

Got outta here.

Rothin' wron9 with that ball.

Nothing at all.

Gentlemen.

Gentlemen...

I'd like to come
diroctlY to the point.

I would like to be ablo
to announce

the withdrawal
of all troops

tOtallY and immediatolY
in Southoast Asla,

but franklY,

I'm afrald of the reactlon
from the lunatic right.

General Durocher--
oh, oxcuse me, General--

Admiralr
Admiral Durocherr

You are a politically
astute tacticlan

well aware of the tonsions
on the hOmo front.

What can I do
to keop down casualties

here and abroad

while I spoed up truth--
troop withdrawals?

-Ohr slr.
-Um?

Don't You think wo should
notlfY Congross?

NotifY Congress?

What do You think, Jack?

Jack?

(suspenseful music)

Uh...oh, goddammit,
let's--let's 1ust ignore thom.

Gontlomenr
our crodihilltY is at stake

throughout the world.

Ro, I will not be found wantln9

in this nuclear a9o.

(applauso)

Uh, 1ust ono more thing,
gontlemonv

about our plan
to rocognlzo Rod China.

(Iaughter)

Mr. President!

Uo's a great kldder, isn't he?

(laughter continues)

Jackv what timo is it now?

(cloars throat)

Jackr what time Is It?

Jack?

(dramatic music)

Iack, what the holl
timo is it?

Iack!

HoYr 1ust wait--Jack!

Iack!

Gentlomenr wlll youv uh,
pleaso excuse the boY?

Ne hasn't boen feoling
too well.

(mechanized roar)

(alarm-like buzzln9)

Waitv wait.

What doos--wait!

Wait.

What is Your name?

What--what Is Your name?

You have a name!

What is Your name?

Tell me Your name!

What...is Your namo?

(sniffln9)

Aro You real?

Aro You reallY real?

(soft snarl)

(sombor music)

MY namo is Whittier.

I callod earlier
about some sllver bullets?

Ro--no, I want thom.

With powder,
and tonight.

All right, k5UO, I don't care.

Ro, theY don't have to be
ballistlcallY portect.

Wollv can you make
ono bY tonight?

All ri9htr
then sond me one.

(hangs up phone)

(mechanized whirring)

Wellr if hullots
wOn't stop itv

maybe wo can get it
with a tank or a flamethrowor.

I don't want him destroYod
undor any circumstances.

Don't you realizo how important
it is to our programs?

You must issue the order
that he bo taken alive.

It's damn intorosting,
Dr. Kissv

about the programs.

Iust--1ust what the holl
aro our scientific programs?

I haven't anY more timo
for this.

I have mY own work to tond to.

AIthough the cltY
is prettY much alarmed

if word Ieaks out that thoro's
a worowolf running around

and wo can't kill it.

Well, 1ust don't let It.

OnlY You and I
havo seon this.

Just keep all the poople
off the streots tonight

-and we'll handle it.
-I don't knOw about that.

I moan, I'm up to mY neck
in this Asian pollcY sturtv

and thenr those two students
out In Ohio.

I respoctfullY suhmitv sir,

that that is Your problom.

Yes.

Ohv uh...

(cloars throat)

Dr. Kiss?

(knocking)

Dr. Kiss?

Dr. Kiss,
what do You think

of mY Southeast...
Asian pollcY?

Dr. Kiss?

Oh.

Okay.

Mrs. Captreer

tho publlshorr

the Black kid,

the 9uard in tho Pentagon
last night,

and this is tho samo shape
as the scar On my shouldorr

with 1ust one night

to fill in the shapo
of tho fivo-pointed star.

Another murder tonlghtv

at Water9ate.

MY apartmont.

And there's no doubt about it,

the shoes we found
at the Pontagon aro his.

And tho shlrt...

And the shitz.

If I could 1ust
catch a plane tomorrowv

I'll have a full month
to find that old gYpsY woman

before tho full moon
rises again.

(boll tolling)

And Doctor, I know You--
You could find a waY

to tell the President
so that there won't be

a search for me tonight,
or an investigation.

Suro.

But You have to lock mo up
tonight.

(mournful music)

All right,
I'm convlncod.

We'll lock You up.

We can't let the pross
know about this.

Wo can't let anYbodY
know about It.

Yoah.

Thero's no doubt
the press would solzo

on Your porsonal tra9odY

to discredit the Prosident.

Oh, franklYr I don't even
want him to know.

Ho's got onough
on his mind alroadY.

Jack...

I'm sorrv about this.

Could you tell...

Marion?

All right, I'll--
I'll tell her.

I oven think I might bo able
to got somo rest tonight,

knowing I'm chained up.

Let's go.

(whoosh of traUicv horn honks)

What's that?

It's a timo-lapso camora, Jack.

PresumablYv it'Il go on
during tho transformation.

If you aro
what You saY You aro,

we Owe it to sclence
to make a record of it.

Ohv and the Prosldent wants
a copy for his new librarv.

Ohr Captain Salmon,

would You turn on
the tolevislon for mo?

I'd like to watch tho
President's address tonight.

(cllck)

Etfll anqry ovoP tho--

I have to loave soon, Jack,

but I'll bo back
artor tho address is over.

--Nomfnoo to ConqPoss.

I can't believe
I have to go through

another night of this agonY.

Captain Salmon.

You see that cane?

Tho cane right bY
tho telovision set?

PIck it up.

Pick It up!

Now hit mo with it.

Nit me with it!
On the hoad!

Kill mo!

I'm 1ust a violent boast
and I'm bettor on dead!

I'm botter off dead!

-Jack!
-I'm botter off deadv

so kill me, will Ya?

Pull Yoursolf togetherr Jack.

Now, thoro's nothing
to whimpor about.

I guess this statlon will do.

He's gonna be
on all the stations.

(indistinct dlaloguo)

All rightr Jackr I'll--I'll be
back after the addross.

(slghs)

(mYsterious music)

(static hiss)

(ticking)

(cllck)

Oh mY God!

Marion.

Who did this to You, Iack?

No ono did anYthing to mer
Marion.

Nowr wlll you get out of here?

Are You insano?
Who did this to You?

Marion, will You leavo
mY chains alone?

Did You dO this to yourself?

Nor 1ust Ieavo them alono,
Marion.

Goddammit!
Will You 9ot outta here?

Out! Out!

Will you ploase stop
barking at me?

Nowr please stop that nonsense.

It's not nonsenser Marion.

Pleaso. Will You Ieavo before
anYthing happons to You?

No, I'm not goln9 to loaver
of course not.

In factv
I'm spending tho night horo.

-What?
-So that You can see

this is all in Your mind.

Ohr Marion,
get the holl out of horo!

Don't worrvr
I'll loave your chains on.

What's that?

(static hiss)

Marion, 1ust noxt to the R
there's a gun thoro.

You seo it?

All right.
It's Ioadod.

Row, if anythln9
happens to mer

if I...chan9o,

that's the onlY thing
that can koep me

from killing
someone olse.

Oh, Jack, stop It!

Marionr if You insist
on staYing herer

You can at least
do that for me.

Keop it with You
at all timos!

Rowr You can do that for mev
can't youv Marion?

You can at least do that?

(mournful music)

(moaning)

(telophono rings)

Nov dOn't answer it!

Hello?

It's DaddY.

Mr. Prosident?

Uhr Jack, I know I gave you
a fow daYs offr

but it's 1ust that
the press socrotarY Is III

and I neod You thoro.

I guoss it's mY most impotzant
address ever.

I'm announcing
an arms limltation agroement

with the Chinose
foreign mlnisterr and I--

Woll, I 1ust don't want
the public to think

that it's a cover
for tho curfow I'm imposing

upon Washington tonight.

I 1ust don't want to sound
like the littlo hoY

who cried wolf.

You know what I meanr Iack?

What?

Jackr I'm sorry,
I'm gonna have to insist.

Yoah.

Wellr I'vo alreadY
sont a chopper ovor thoro

to plck You up.

Chopper--helichopterr
You know...

(blades whirring)

Mr. Prosldent, isn't that
Your helicopter over thoro?

ThoY're all mY hollcopters,
Jack.

-Oh.
-(prosident chuckles)

Uiyar SallY.

How are You doing?

(indistinct radlo chatter)

(indistinct chattor)

-Sit down over thero.
-Thank You.

Get comfortable.

Jackr sit ovor thoro.

Woll!

It's a special occasion,
Mr. Prlme Minlster.

It's tho first time
we'vo ever interrupted

our nation's
telovision broadcasting

for an unannounced
press conferenco.

Isn't that rightr Jack?

I undorstand It comes
at a verY good time.

Is It true that
overvbodY in Washington

is afraid of a werewolf?

A worowolf?

(chucklln9)

Nov no, I haven't heard
that storv.

Ohv is that so?

(ongines rOar)

I read a repotz of it
in ono of the nanoi papers.

It sounded like a case
of mass hYsteria.

(lau9hing)

Wellr it sounds like
an amusing repotz,

Mr. Primo MInister.

Jackr would you look into that?

Jack?

(blades whirring)

Wo will introduco You
to tho nationv

and thon I will cOmo on
next with a--

(oxcltedlY speaking Chinese)

Mr. Primo MInisterr

we are going
to intrOduce You first

to the nation.

Mr. Prlme Minlster,
You'ro not llstenln9.

Mr. Primo MInister.

(speaking pOor Chinose)

Do You understand,
Mr. Primo MInister?

I don't undorstand at all.

Thon I come on
and then I'll announce--

I'm not talkln9 about thisr

I'm talking about this!

This is not the thing I want.

-I don't want him here!
-What?

(stammersr chuckles)

Iust leave Jack out of this.

Row, will You Just talk
to mo for a moment?

What I'm talking aboutv
Mr. Prime Ministor--

Let's talk about this first.

I don't want
to see him horo!

Mr. Primo MInisterr

would You pleaso
paY attention horo

1ust a moment?

Rowv Jack.

Jack, will You
paY attention too?

Goddammit! Uh--

(oxclaiming excltedlY
in Chlnese)

Is this a 1oke?

(exclalming)

Ohr nov no, nor nov no.

It's no Joke,
Mr. Primo MInister.

No warr of course.

(oxclaiming excltedlY)

Jackv please 1ust holp mo
out horo a little bit, will Ya?

Um...

(attempts to speak
phonetlc Chinose)

What? I don't undorstand
what You sald.

Jack, Jack...

But I don't know
what You're talking about.

I'll 9ot it--Jack.

Jack, would You Just paY
a little attention

Over horo, Iack?

Nor Jack;
this is hi1ack! Hi1ack!

No, nor there's no hl1ackr
Mr. Prlme Minlster.

Nov no hi1ack.

(attempts to speak
phonetlc Chinose)

You'll go before the nation--

No morev no more.

I 90!

(prime minister
speaking Chinose)

I go, I go!

Nor nov no,
don't get off here!

Nor no,
don't get off here.

We have to land, sir.
Land, land.

Iack, how do You saY land?

Jackr wlll You pleaso trv
to paY some attention ovor here?

Mr. Primo MInisterr
after we announce You--

(dramatic music)

(snarling)

(tonso music)

Jackr You were right.

It Is You!

(prlme ministor Yells)

Jack...downv boY.

Downr Jack!

Nor don't shoot, don't shoot!

DOn't shoot.

Don't harm him at all.

Jackr downv Jack!

Jack, this is Your presidont
talking to you.

Rowr sit, boY! Sit!

Noelr Jack!

Neol, heol!

SallY!

SallY--Ohh!

SallY, got this plane
outta the skY!

(dramatic music)

(blades whirring)

(snarling)

(crowd noises)

Don't lot 'em shoot!
Don't shoot!

Don't shoot!

(snarling)

(gunshots)

For Christ's saker don't shoot!

(blades whirring)

HoY! Got a doctor
over horor nuick!

All ri9htr all ri9htr
keop back!

Ho might bo the presidont,
but ho's still a human being.

It was Jack Whittier.

My God. Marion.

(president panting)

I--I...

I--I--I 1ust--

I 1ust want to mako ono thing
perfectlY clear.

(soft, classical muslc)

(attompts to speak Chlnese)

(strikes match)

Jack?

Jack, is that You?

(tonso music)

(striking match)

(soft snufflln9)

(dramatic music)

(screaming)

(9rowlingr scroaming)

(clattering)

(screaming)

(snarling)

(gunshot)

(echoed howl)

(dramatic music)

(whimperln9)

(weeplng)

(sombor music)

(screams)

Marlon!

(Marlon whlmpering)

It's all right, dear,
It's all right.

(soft, tense music)

(Marion whimpers)

Ohr Jack.

Ohv 9ood God.

It was Whittier.

Ohr Jack!

Now--

Jackr I didn't know!

Get Marion out of horo.

(screaming)
Iack!

I don't want the pross
to know sho's here.

Jack! Jack!

Iack!

Jack...

Now, if this gots Out...

What gets outr General?

Uo's changed back.

Who's tO saY...

...anY of us saw
what we saw?

An autopsY.
We'll have an autopsy.

Ro, no, nor nov mY mlndv
it's plaYIn9 tricks on me.

Listenr wo'll--
we'll give him a, uh,

a hero's hurial.

Ne bocamo--

He camo betwoen

a snipor's bullot

and tho President's daughtor.

Yeahv right.

Will You trace this 9un,

flnd out who tho ownor is?

Nor no,
hurv itr burY it,

burY it
with last year's nerve 9as.

Tho Prosident's
gOnna be all right.

Ho 1ust has
a little blte On the neck.

Thank God.

Hal!

Tell Marion, uh,
her fathor's gonna bo all--

Never mind.

Well.

You guys won't havo
Iack Whittier

to kick around anymore.

(water flowln9)

(distant echoed howling)

(echoed hOwlln9)

(eerio music)

Hy ?ollow AmoPIrans.

Thfs fs youPnPosfrfont
speaFInq to You

rrom tho mhfto nouse.

PfPst, ? want to thanF you

?oP YouP lottors
anrf tooqPams

oPorfnq me
youP bost wlshos

rfuPInp my Poront fllnoss.

EoconrfY, y Fnow R can
rount on YouP supnoX

as ? ash out apalnst
the onomfos of AmoPfca,

hoth In tho pPoss
as wo as tho Eonate,

nonuhlfcans
as wo as nomocPats,

whfto as wo as SlarF,

who havo cfPruaterf
tho vfcfous rumoPs

horffnq momboPs
ormy arfmlnfstPatfon

Posponsfbo ror tho reront
anrf tPapfc rfoaths

No? fust a ?ow
or my noftlra onnononts.

(eerio music)

Rt nlqht,

y Poam tho slont,
omnty coPPfrfoPs

No? thfs pPoat houso,

wPestfnq with my conscfonco,

anrf r've romo
to this roncuslonf

rrr'm to pPovont ouP onomles
rrom rfostPoylnp not mo

hut the vorv oPIce
or tho pPosfrfency,

y must havo your suppoW.

Rnrf so...

anrf--anrf so...

rnrf so...

(soft snarling)

Rnrf so...

(snarling intensifies
into a wild howling)

(dramatic music)