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Mr. Calder, good to have you. Will you be with us long?
- Not this trip, Perkins. - Your usual?
Please.
Calder's with us today.
One dry Bombay martini coming up. Two olives.
Harry! Harry, when you got a minute...?
May I help you?
Here you are, sir.
Thank you, Perkins.
Just a moment, please.
Excuse me, sir. You have a visitor. A Miss Dunn.
Miss Dunn?
- I'm Hiram Calder. - Mr. Calder.
Would you care to join me?
No, I'd like to talk now, if you don't mind.
Is there some place private?
They're watching me.
May I have the key to the conference room?
It's all right. This is the Vanderbilt Club.
The world's dangers stop at the front door.
The committee won't allow them in.
Call an ambulance.
This one's mine. Find your own.
Goddamn... I love you!
- Get out of my cab! - Where is it?
Get out right now!
- I'd love to. - Driver!
- Get out of my cab. - This one is my cab.
It's my cab. Tell me where to take it.
Where do you wanna go, honey? To your place or mine?
I don't care. Let's just go.
Just go straight up Park Avenue.
We'll tell you where when we finish negotiating.
-Any decision yet? - Take me to the Roosevelt.
The Roosevelt? Your place. Shameless hussy.
Okay, we'll go to there for a drink, then guess what?
I'm gonna take you to the circus.
Afterwards, we'll have supper and champagne. How's that sound?
- Don't like the circus? - No.
- Okay, so we,II skip the circus. - I just can't.
Certainly. You think I'm a dummy?
I can take a hint. How does this sound?
Your place, late supper, your place.
All right, your place, quick shower, your place.
What is it? Is that cab following you?
Who's back there? Russian spies?
-A jealous lover? - Driver, find me a mailbox.
A mailbox?
What's the matter? Are you in trouble?
I'll mail it for you.
Okay.
-Are you all right? - I'm fine.
I was acting dopey, but it's because I'm nervous.
Today is a great day. I got a contract.
I don't know anyone. Would you have one drink with me?
I'll go right away. Would you do that?
You're very sweet, but not today.
How about tomorrow? Wait a minute.
- Tell me your name. - You don't give up.
- It's important. - Janet Dunn.
Michael Jordan.
- Hello. - Hello, Janet.
Goodbye, Michael Jordan.
Oh, shit.
What have we got here, $4.70?
That's what it says.
I got an extra circus ticket.
Elephant shit makes me sneeze. My sister's kids would.
Sold.
- Bye, Mr. Jordan. - Bye, Jimmy.
- Mr. Jordan? - Yeah, hi.
- Don't do anything stupid, Mr. Jordan. - Okay. Okay.
Let me guess. Mugging? Is this a mugging?
My second trip to New York I got a mugging.
Everything's yours. No one gets hurt.
I'm not the Michael Jordan you want.
I'm an architect from Chicago.
I haven't made any enemies here.
All right, all right. I can walk, you know.
Assume I am the right Michael you're looking for.
I wanna know what the hell is going on here right now.
I suppose it could wait till later.
We're not going to the circus?
Move.
What's your connection with Janet Dunn?
She's my brother.
Sit down, Mr. Jordan.
What's your connection with Janet Dunn?
I don't know what you mean. I shared a taxicab with her.
You know that. You followed us.
-You mailed a package for her. -I did. I mailed a package.
Listen, I don't know who Janet Dunn is.
I don't know who you are. I just wanna get out of here.
- Can't we work it out? - Who did she send it to?
- I don't know. - Didn't you see the address?
I looked at the package for a second.
But I wasn't paying attention.
I don't remember anything.
What? Oh. What are you doing?
Jesus! Oh, no!
Don't, please! Not needles!
Thank you, Mr. Jordan. You've been a help.
Take care of him.
No, no, not that way. Persuade him to commit suicide.
Off a bridge.
What about witnesses?
Don't worry about it. He'll be a good boy. Won't you?
Where there's life, there's hope.
- Who's the creep? - What's the problem?
One of these creeps is pumping my buns.
Yeah, which one?
Goodbye, creep.
Right here.
- Not a chance. - Don't say that.
There hasn't been a caboose here...
I was in the caboose that hasn't been here. I was in it!
- It had electronic equipment. - Someone must've copped it.
- Want me to put out an APB? - You're making jokes!
They tried to kill me, and you're making jokes.
You've a woman you never saw before, three guys you don't know.
It happened in a caboose that don't exist.
No, I don't think it's a joke. Go home and sleep it off.
May I help you, sir?
I'm trying to find a friend, Janet Dunn.
Just a minute.
We have no one by that name, sir.
Sorry.
Janet Dunn!
That's your name? How come the clerk didn't know it?
Because I didn't register under it.
- I wanted privacy. - I'd like some privacy too.
Three of your friends tried to kill me. Tell me their names?
Stay away from me and you'll be all right.
I,II stay away from you. Just tell me who tried to kill me tonight.
You won't tell me one thing?
All right, you don't know their names.
Will you do me one favor, Janet, please. Stop!
Would you just tell me what I mailed?
- Why is that package important? - It's not.
They stuck a needle in me to get the address.
What did you say?
Everything I know, but who knows what that is.
They said thank you.
Wait a minute!
Janet, wait a minute. Let me talk to you for a minute.
I know you're scared. I'm scared too.
- Maybe we could help each other. - Get away.
Not until I have some answers.
Get the fuck away from me!
Operator, this is long distance to Terrance Martin.
The number... Yes, I'll wait.
But hurry, operator, please.
Let go!
Son of a bitch!
What happened? What happened?
Jesus...
Jesus!
- God! - What have you done to her?
He shot her, Buck. He killed her!
What are you talking about? I didn't do it. This isn't mine.
Help me, call the po...
Mister, call... Lady...
Lady! God! Call the police!
Oh, God! Help me!
Hold it right there, boy.
Here, take it.
Tension coupled with anxiety.
Look out, he's got a gun!
Freeze, boy!
Hold it right there, boy!
Not me, you damn fools! Him!
He killed a woman upstairs!
His what hurts?
Come in, coffee's on.
I gotta scan the neighborhood first.
I got my lucky saxophone?
We're two weeks from the greatest fight of your life...
and en route to the championship. Why take chances?
- Is that you, Mr. Jordan? - Yeah, Jimmy.
- Good night, Mr. Jordan. - Good night.
- Police. - I wanna turn myself in.
- It's Michael Jordan. - Please hold.
I don't wanna die. I don't wanna die!
Father, I don't wanna die! Help, please!
- Night Sergeant. - Hello, do you deliver?
Pizza!
Not police, pizza!
I'm sorry, I had the wrong number.
Here's a local news wrap-up. Murder at a midtown hotel.
National security chief stricken at Vanderbilt Club.
And the Yanks blow it. Now the top story.
A brutal murder at one of New York’s best hotels.
A man apparently shot and killed...
a young woman registered as Janet Stone.
The alleged murderer was photographed...
by our cameras covering the Humanities Award.
The police have an eyewitness and are confident of an early arrest.
If you know the whereabouts of this man, contact the police.
This is everything I have. Just don't hurt me.
Who are you?
- Just take the money. - I don't want your money!
I don't want your body either.
What are you doing in my apartment?
- This is Nathan Curry's. - You're a friend?
- Yes, who are you? - I'm Michael Jordan.
- He's got my apartment in Chicago. - When did he leave?
I don't know! I've been here a week.
The agency in Chicago didn't say anything about you.
I'm Kate Hellman. I'm really sorry.
-I thought you were a burglar. -I thought you were!
- I almost bashed your brains in! - I'm sorry.
- You scared me! - It's a mess in here.
If my home's like this...
Nathan didn't leave me a message.
He knew I was due back tonight.
Would you like to share it with me?
I gotta get out of town fast. I'm on the I am.
You know what I mean. Help yourself to anything. You know better.
I'll see you later on.
How you doing?
Hold it right there!
-Oh, no! -Hands up, hands up! Feet back!
I tried calling the police.
Now just relax here. Did he hurt you, lady?
No, I'm fine. What did he do?
He killed a woman.
- I didn't kill that woman! - It was on TV.
I don't care what it was on. Shoot! I don't care!
Do you wanna know what happened?
Give me a little sip of that.
I met a lady in a taxi. I flirted with her.
I mailed a package for her. I flirted a bit more.
I asked her if she wanted to have a drink.
I dropped her off. I went to Madison Square Garden...
to the circus. And two guys kidnapped me...
and took me underneath the Garden, some awful place.
Steam and red lights and slime!
They asked about the girl, the package...
and they stuck a needle inside my neck.
They stuck a needle in my neck. Give me a swig.
And I woke up, and the guy says, "Thank you very much."
And I went up the escalator...
and got away. I called the police and told them.
They didn't believe one word.
I went back to the hotel because I'm a law-abiding citizen.
I find that lady. She pulls a gun.
Then she slams the door in my face. So I say, "That's it."
I go to the elevator to walk out. Suddenly I hear bam!
I run back, and she's standing in the doorway...
with blood... And she falls right into my arms.
I catch her and I lay her gently down.
The door opens from a guy with a gun...
thinking that I killed her.
And he looks at me and he says, "Freeze!"
Just like you did. I didn't know what to do.
I started running. I know I shouldn't have run...
-You shouldn't have killed her. -I didn't!
Over here! Move it!
Bend over. Bend over.
- What're you doing? - Bend!
Grab your ass.
Both hands!
Both. That's it.
Things like this don't happen to me.
I'm taking you in, killer!
You knocked a policeman unconscious!
That was the worst story. No one's gonna believe you.
You believed it though! You did!
- Didn't you? - Yeah.
I hope we get adjoining cells.
We'll discuss that with your friend. I'm leaving.
Holy shit!
Oh...
I hope everything works out.
They'll blame this one on me too.
- Wait. - I was just trying to help.
You're the only alibi I've got. If the police come up...
- Give me your key! - Key?
- Your key to the apartment. -All right.
- They're coming! - It won't work.
How can you get the keys? You've gotta open it.
- Where did it go? - Get out of my purse!
- I gotta get out. - Mind if I join you?
- Where are we? - Come on, this way.
I got a car a couple of blocks away.
Act normal.
I gotta get some clothes.
Cool it.
Get a load of the nut.
That is the nut. It's the Jordan guy.
Hey, you! Hold it!
- Where you going? - She's in the dog act.
Hold it right there, Jordan!
- Wait! - Hey, what are you doing?
Gimme!
Hey, stop him!
Come here. Come back here.
Hey, stop him! Some moron just stole my act.
Shit!
Come on!
This is insane. I'm wanted for murder.
People are trying to kill me.
I gotta get back to Chicago.
How? They'll have everything covered, airports, trains.
-Besides, why run? -I have no alibi. I was on TV.
If I stand still I'll get jailed for life...
- or they'll kill me. - Push back.
Who should I push back?
The people trying to kill you.
I don't know who is.
Didn't somebody see you with those guys?
- "I'm allergic to elephant shit." -So?
Sidney Wicks, the cab driver.
I gave him a circus ticket.
They must've talked to him and found me.
We'd better talk to him too.
"I'm allergic to elephant shit." Of course, that's it!
How do I look?
Terrific.
- I don't have any change. - Here's some change.
- How much? - Seventy-five cents each.
- Here's a wallet. - Come on, pal!
- Only in New York. - Okay, let's go, pal.
- Here's two dollars. - Two dollars.
- Exact change. - Exact change.
Does anyone have change for a couple of dollars?
- Buddy, I've got some change. - Thanks.
- Getting better. - Thanks.
Thanks very much.
Your cab driver's dead. Heart attack.
- Poor guy. That's it. - No, that's murder.
You said it was a heart attack.
They got Janet Dunn with a gun, you with a car.
- There's lots of ways to kill. - What do I do now?
- Start with Janet Dunn? - She's dead.
I mean the package. That's what they're after.
I mailed the package. I put it in the mailbox on Park Avenue.
-How did you know her name? -I heard you say it to that cop.
-I did? -Maybe I heard it on the news.
It doesn't matter.
You're right.
If I had it, I'd understand why they're trying to kill me.
Can you remember where you mailed it to?
Cambridge. What good does that do?
I grew up in Maine. I go to Boston all the time.
- Don't worry. We'll find it. - We'll find it.
It's more than my blue eyes.
The eyes help.
But Michael, I'm a reporter. This is my first real chance.
This is big. I'm on the run with an accused murderer.
And you're innocent. This could be a great story.
You can't get rid of me.
I just hope we live to read your story.
We can't take more chances. Stay here. I'll get my car.
Wait a minute. This is crazy. You're gonna get hurt.
I'm the only one that believes you that can help. Please, let me.
Stay here, I,II be right back.
- I feel ridiculous. - But it'll get us by the police.
- They'll look for a tuxedo. - It's silly.
We'll buy other clothes in Boston.
The ignition wiring.
Try it.
There's a thousand streets. We'll never find that address.
Wanna bet?
Relax. Close your eyes.
Close your eyes.
Relax.
383 Harvard Street, Cambridge, Massachusetts.
- I couldn't get the zip. - We can't just go.
They'll await that package too.
Are you all right?
I'm all right, but I fear for my eggs here. I think they're...
I guess I'll have to eat them right away.
Should watch where I'm going.
Put the spinach back in there. I think there's...
-Are there cookies in that bag? - They're here.
- You're sure none broke? - I don't think so.
- The eggs are all right. - They're here.
What is it?
A computer tape.
Why couldn't it be simple? I thought it would be.
A little black book with some names.
A photo of some congressman.
Yeah, or a wanted poster with a signed confession.
It is simple. All we need is a computer.
I know where we can get one. In Maine. My Uncle John.
He's not my uncle. He's a friend of my dad's.
He's the head of a computer center. He can help.
I don't wanna talk to a computer. I wanna talk to Terrance Martin.
Janet Dunn sent this to him. He must know what it means.
That's dumb. Those guys know the address too.
They'll look for you.
They won't be looking for you.
That's not so dumb.
Gotcha!
You sure did.
Terrance Martin?
I'm Kate Hellman. I'd like to talk to you about Janet Dunn.
Come in.
You're asking me to help an accused murderer.
Mr. Martin, I'm asking you to help an innocent man.
I know. But you see my problem. I don't know if he is innocent.
They say he killed my ex-wife.
- I should go to the police. - If you met him...
The thought of Janet dying like that is...
- I'd like to help, but I... - Please, please!
I must be crazy.
All right, bring Mr. Jordan here.
I,II run the tape over to the university.
No, he can't come here.
The men who killed Janet will be watching.
We could meet elsewhere.
We'll call you in an hour.
All right.
Thank you.
Hello, Mr. Martin.
- Hello, Mrs. Strunck. - How was your trip?
- Fine, just fine. - How'd they like the lecture?
- Fine, Mrs. Strunck. - That's nice.
Where is he? You said noon.
He had to be sure that you didn't bring police.
As you can see, there are no police.
- Wait here. I'll go get him. -All right.
He's upstairs.
Hey, watch it! Are you nuts?
What a man. We're all gonna miss him so terribly.
My God, what a wonderful man.
Man? This is Aunt Gertrude.
Gertrude?
Aunt Gertrude too! I can't stand it!
It's beautiful. Is it early 1800s?
That's close.
-And you grew up here? - I was born upstairs.
-I'll call Uncle John. -I hope he can see us tonight.
May I please speak to Dr. Wolff? He knows me. I'm an old friend.
What time will he be back?
Could you have him call me? I'm at my parents' house. Thank you.
Sounds like somebody should strip.
It ought to. This is how I paid the bills in college.
Shangri-La Club. I played, the ladies showed their tushies.
-You, in a strip club? -Yeah, I played in a tushie joint.
There's lots of things you don't know.
Michael, I have a confession to make.
I lied to you. I'm not a reporter.
I don't even know who Nathan Curry is.
I got into your apartment with a lock-pick.
You hit that policeman to start me running?
-Yes. -In the direction of the tape?
Why?
They murdered my brother.
All that's left is an insane painting on his wall.
It was a couple of months ago.
They found him here. He had hung himself in the barn.
And the autopsy showed traces of drugs.
Not "drug" drugs, but experimental weird stuff.
Whoever injected him drove him mad.
That was the last thing he did.
Why would somebody do that to him?
He was in with the government. Something secret.
-Someone killed him because of that? -I want to find out.
-Who was Janet Dunn? -Robert's girlfriend. She called me.
Asked to meet her at the Vanderbilt. She had evidence.
She got into your cab, and I had to know who you were.
That was you in the taxi behind us?
Why didn't you tell me this?
- I couldn't trust you. - You couldn't trust me?
What did you think, I made all this up?
-The best liars look innocent. -You ought to know.
Sure, I lied to you.
I want the people who killed my brother.
If you can't understand that, then screw you.
You got the tape now. Do whatever you want with it!
It's up to me? It's up to me?!
Nothing has been up to me since this started!
- Come in. - Peace?
Peace.
I'm sorry. I've been so scared.
Since he died, I've had to be brave.
- I didn't wanna fight. - I'm sorry too.
And we're not gonna fight anymore. I wanna show you something.
Anything come to mind?
- No. - I know that's the West.
I can feel it. I can tell by the shapes and the colours.
But I don't understand it.
Wait a minute.
Michael! Michael, look at this.
This is it.
The Grand Canyon!
But what are those?
We think Robert painted the grids as a message.
What does it mean?
They could be anything. Traffic patterns...
tonal progressions of a Bach fugue...
goal lines of the Redskins.
-And those numbers? - Code questions.
Punch in the right responses, you unlock the tape.
I don't have the codes to get into this.
- We don't have those responses. - Who does?
People who can break these codes are in Washington.
- I could get it to them. - Government people?
Government people are trying to kill me.
- Do you have a match? - I don't smoke.
- I might. - There's some on the desk.
- Help an old man out. - Sure.
Kate, honey, I think we should keep this clean.
You'll find an envelope in the second drawer.
- Here you are, sir. - Fine.
We're not dead. Codes can be broken.
Let me think. You hold on to the tape.
I'll call you in the morning.
- Sure thing. - Come on.
I forgot my jacket. I'll be right back.
- Got it? - Right here.
-All set? - Take care of her.
Her father was my best friend. I'm sure you will.
- Thanks, Uncle John. - Goodbye.
We've got a long way to go.
- Long way? - We're going to Arizona tonight.
- Tonight? Are you crazy? - I'm tired of waiting.
- You have to do it yourself. -And Uncle John?
You can stay with him. Everything points to Arizona.
- What do you want to do? - I'm going with you.
Dr. Keller to surgery B, stat. Dr. Keller to surgery B, stat.
- You awake, sir? - Yes.
Dr. John Wolff's on line 3.
- He says it's urgent. - I'll take it.
- Hello, Jake, how are you? - I've got a surprise, Hiram.
I hope your heart can stand it.
-Wasn't my heart. It was poison. -It fits.
-You've got a big security leak. -Tell me something I don't know.
How about this?
Somebody dropped off a millibar tape. A four-tiered code...
re-access kickback, everything!
-Are you out of your mind? - I retired, Hiram.
I didn't get stupid. Check it!
- Emergency alert. - Status on millibar.
Try it.
I don't know, it's not a millibar tape.
- So it's a copy. - You helped set up that system.
- Those tapes can't be copied. - But somebody did it.
And it scares the hell out of me!
That son of a bitch stole it back from me.
Put this in your purse.
- You trust me with it? -Absolutely.
There it is! The tower in the painting!
-Mr. Puckett, circle around again. -Okay.
You were right, Michael. It's really there!
We got the tower.
The line must've been a road. It was to the right.
Just fly us straight ahead. A little bit to the right.
We can't stay up here too long.
- Gas? - I don't know, maybe.
Something down here. Been going on a couple of days.
There! There's the road!
Then the grids must be along there.
Okay.
What's the matter? What's the matter?
What is it? Want me to help you?
What's that?
Mr. Puckett, just say what it is.
Put your hands on the wheel! Jesus God, don't just...
- Take over. - Take over what?
What do you want me to take over?
We're flying a piece of cardboard! You son-of-a-bitch bastard!
God! Don't move! Don't move!
- We're gonna die! - Help!
- Somebody help us! - Grab the stick!
I don't wanna! I don't know how to fly!
-Just steer! -I don't know the first thing.
Just stop talking like that!
Mr. Puckett. Mr. Puckett, are you...
-Are you all right? - Of course he is!
What are you asking stupid questions for?
- Michael, he's dead! - He is not dead!
Don't say he's dead. The man is resting.
- Look at him! - I don't have to look at him!
- Did you ever hear of gas? - Michael, watch out!
Michael, do something.
I am doing something! I'm crashing an airplane!
Michael, stop! Stop the plane!
- Put on the brakes! - How?
Put on the brakes!
- Where are the brakes? - I don't know.
Ask Puckett where the brakes are.
That was close.
- No! - Oh, my God!
Do you see it, Michael? Do you see it?
- Yes. - What is it?
- I see a rock! - We're gonna crash into it!
- You're getting the hang of it. -Are you crazy?!
Civilian aircraft 22901 Romeo...
you're in government airspace.
Turn back. This is a restricted area.
Repeat, turn back immediately.
Talk to them! Tell them we're... I knew this would happen.
I dreamt about this all my life. Since I was a boy...
I dreamt this was gonna happen.
Ask him if I bring it in nose first or tail first.
-Michael, he's dead! -Don't say he's dead. Ask him.
- I can't ask him! - Will you shut up and ask him?
Mr. Puckett, should he bring it in nose first or tail first?
- What'd he say? - Michael, he's dead!
- He's not dead, God...! - Do something!
- Where are the wheels? - I don't know.
Why don't you ask Mr. Puckett?
And why can't I ask Mr. Puckett?
-Miss Smartass. Go on, say it. -Because he's dead.
Will you stop saying he's dead! He has gas!
Repeat, civilian aircraft 22901 Romeo.
You're violating government airspace. Turn back.
This is a restricted area. Turn back immediately.
Alive! Alive! Thank you, God!
Michael, look!
A mirage.
Section four, level R, blue.
The grids.
This is what your brother painted.
We're waiting.
- Who's watching this? - That's not important.
Let's get back to it.
This is all supposed to be a big secret...
but the secret's out. People are killing!
We don't care about your secret.
It doesn't interest us.
We wanna know who killed her brother and Janet Dunn.
This tape we took is worthless.
Six years of biology grades.
That tape may be harmless, but this is scary.
I wanna know how an architect wanted for murder winds up...
with code numbers in his notebook...
to the most advanced weapons system ever.
Millibar puts us 20 years ahead. Lose it, we're years behind.
The way to those numbers is on tape.
Only we have access to it.
Has one of us gotten careless?
That's a nasty insinuation. Can you back that up?
Gentlemen, please. We all want answers.
I've asked Pruitt to look into it.
In the meantime, we'll question those two.
-Are you all right? - Yes. You?
- Yeah. - What's going on?
I'm not positive, but I think I have an idea.
- It's crazy. - No, it's not.
Somebody wants us to run. They think I'll lead them to the tape.
You never had the real tape since Maine.
-I didn't think I could trust you. -And now?
I know I can. You had chances to run and you didn't.
You're still here, and I'm glad.
-Come on. -I have something to tell you.
I'm glad too. I think you're wonderful.
I thought so.
I'm scared. If they're watching us, what are we gonna do?
As long as they don't know where the tape is, we got a chance.
- Got it. - Thanks.
Kate, where are you?
I'm here.
- I'll be right back. -A little more.
I'm going to get us some breakfast.
Be careful.
Oh, no! This is a bad dream.
Pinch yourself, Jordan. I'll still be here.
I've had it! Go ahead, shoot! I'll die in my sleep.
- Get up. We've got the girl. - You got the girl?
You expect me to believe that?
That's a cliché. I'm tired of hearing...
Shoot! Now, shoot!
Damn it, I'd cut your throat right now if they’d let me.
But they won't let you.
- It's the tape for the girl. - Don't hurt her.
Only if you screw up. We'll do it at noon. Here's the address.
If you're late, we kill her.
Here's your truck keys.
General delivery, Michael Jordan.
You were right. He mailed it to himself here.
- Sign here, Mr. Jordan. - Thank you.
- Okay. Have a nice day. - Thanks.
Oh, please.
God!
- Indian Flats in the southwest desert. - Sorry, out to lunch.
Can you answer me? Is that asking so much?
Can't you pay me the respect of answering me?
Talk to me, so I don't feel like I'm an idiot!
A life is at stake! I'm not Capone.
-Can't you talk to me? -I'll talk to you, Mr. Jordan.
Thank you. Thank you, sir. God bless you.
I thought I was going crazy. I'm not a bad person.
I know I didn't do such a good thing.
I'll pay for the car, but I gotta get out of here now.
I'll come back if you want me to.
That wouldn't be appropriate.
There's a girl who's going to die if I don't leave right now.
She knew the risks.
What are you talking about?
- To find her brother's killer. - Who are you?
Hiram Calder. I head the National Security Directorate.
You... I... What...
Are you saying the post office, the taxicabs...
my truck not starting, that was you?
You played with me all this time?
I'm the only person you've ever met...
and I know who drives 55 miles an hour on the highway!
Who are you people that you can manipulate people's lives?
That girl could be dead now! Do you know that?
- They won't. - Why?!
They'll think this is a legitimate arrest.
I'm after a traitor who's done the impossible.
He's made a copy of an uncopyable tape...
I don't care beans for this.
-You got the tape, get the girl. -I can't.
I need the man, and I don't know who he is.
Stop talking.
You're wasting time. I don't wanna hear it.
That's why you and the tape must disappear.
What did you say?
You and the tape will disappear in a public way.
What the hell are you talking about?
I'll arrange a spectacular accident.
What?
-Of course you won't be in it. -Whoopee! Where am I gonna be?
Where would you like to be? Who? We'll give you a new life.
I don't want a new life. It took me ages to find this one.
I like this guy.
The New York police do too.
- You can fix that. - I know I could.
Are you gonna let that girl die?
Is that what you're telling me?
Excuse me, sir, Washington's on the phone.
I don't care! Are you gonna let that girl die?
I'm sorry.
He wants to be a hero.
He is. What have we got?
It's a fake reel. We wired the truck.
You still on him?
Yes, sir. He's running north.
Where's the girl?
What's a four-letter word for "record"?
Tape. Of course.
Only half of it's here.
You'll get the rest when we're safe.
Kate?
- Michael! - Oh, no! You're kidding.
I'm glad to see you!
-Are you all right? - Yes. How'd you find me?
Under a truck.
The truck is still moving. There's a holding pattern on the tape.
They've separated. Stay on it. I'll be in the helicopter.
This is half of nothing, Ransom! It's a fake!
- We lost the other signal. - I'll get on Calder.
Kate, they're coming now.
- I need more time. - There is no more time.
Calder set me up with a fake tape.
Do something. I gotta have more time.
Break it down. Lacey?
I think I'm getting it.
- Hurry, please! - I'm trying!
Stop right there! Not one more step!
Right there!
- Hold it right there! - Move it out.
I'll blow us all up, I swear! It doesn't matter to me.
You're gonna kill us both anyway.
You want me to do it? You want me to do it?!
All right, get back! Get back! Sure, shoot me!
You better hope I don't drop this!
All right, get back! Get back!
Go, Kate! Go! Go!
- Not bad, huh? - What?
- Not bad, huh? - You want compliments now?
Back off till I reload.
Get down!
I said down, not out!
When I tell you to, start circling.
Now, Kate!
Start circling!
- What are we doing? - Keep circling until I say stop.
Stop!
Get out, quick!
Goodbye, Michael.
Now we've got them!