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(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)