Vincent: This is where the wealthy and the powerful rule.
It is her world.
A world apart from mine.
Her name...Is Catherine.
From the moment I saw her, she captured my heart...
With her beauty, her warmth and her courage.
I knew then, as I know now,
she would change my life... Forever.
Catherine: He comes from a secret place, far below the city streets.
Hiding his face from strangers, safe from hate and harm.
He brought me there to save my life.
And now, wherever I go, he is with me in spirit.
For we have a bond stronger than friendship or love.
And although we cannot be together,
we will never, ever be apart.
♪ ♪
(Distant, rhythmic tapping)
(Subway train passing in distance)
Father: You have broken our rules,
not once but time and time again.
Your repeated forays above have put all of US at risk.
You have been warned again and again,
but still you have persisted
in this willful course of action.
Do you have anything to say in your own defense?
Why's everybody getting so upset?
Mouse,
you have been stealing.
Not stealing. Taking.
Just stuff.
Needed it, found it, took it.
From a warehouse.
That's where the stuff was.
Lots there, too.
Never miss it. Left plenty.
That is not the issue.
You set off a burglar alarm.
Very noisy.
New kind. Tricked me.
Won't happen again.
He hasn't heard anything we've said.
Heard everything.
Lot of silly noise.
Everyone takes things from up top.
That's what up top is there for.
Mouse, there is a difference between foraging and stealing.
Yes, we take those
things which the world above has cast off.
We accept those things given freely to US
by our helpers above.
But we do not steal.
Not stealing. Taking.
Using.
Couldn't wait.
Needed elevator cables, hydraulics...
Big project.
What big project?
No one was told anything about any big project.
Winslow's mad.
Nobody asked his permission.
Mouse, you know, we live here, too.
It would have been nice to consult US.
Would have ruined the surprise.
It's all my fault, father.
Mouse was just trying to help.
You know that old iron ladder down by the pipe chamber?
Well, it's rusted out and
it's a hell of a climb when you're carrying something,
so I asked if maybe mouse could fix something.
A moving ladder, all water power,
works on hydraulics.
Just hop on... to the top. Hop on... go down.
But it does not excuse stealing.
Well, then, I suppose it's time.
Mouse has admitted the charge.
Those who favor imposing the punishment,
please so indicate.
Mouse, I'm sorry.
But since you won't listen,
perhaps our silence will teach you the lesson
that our words could not.
For one month, no man, woman or child
will speak to you.
The sentence will begin...
Now.
Joke, right?
Okay, good.
Okay, fine.
Pascal, hey.
This is so stupid.
Jamie. Joke, huh?
At least you were on my side.
Vincent.
Vincent breaks
their stupid rules, too.
Vincent's my friend.
Found me.
Brought me here.
When we were little, read to me, talked to me.
Talk to me now, Vincent.
Vincent, too.
You wanted to see me?
Yeah, come on in. Shut the door.
What is it?
The Avery case.
Max Avery is as dirty as they come.
I know it. You know it.
The guy who sells hot dogs across the street knows it.
Only nobody can prove it.
We've already talked to waldruff,
snotgrass and mertins.
And a dozen others who we know damn well have paid off
to keep their buildings going.
You know what we got?
Zip.
Marino wants me to talk to you.
There's one major developer who hasn't said no.
No.
Don't ask me, Joe. Don't even think about it.
Give me a break, Radcliffe.
Do you think I want to do this?
I just work here.
Just have a little talk with Elliot burch.
My relationship with Elliot burch was personal...
Not to mention painful.
And it's in the past tense.
Alright, take it easy.
We're just asking you to interview him,
not have his children.
If burch talks, we can put Avery away.
Well, then subpoena him.
He's got an army of lawyers, Cathy.
He could stonewall and tie US up for years.
He'll talk to you.
What makes you think that?
Because he told US he would.
Look, personally,
I think this whole thing stinks,
but there it is.
(Electrical humming)
Mouse: It's good, the quiet.
Isn't it good, Arthur?
They won't talk... okay, good.
Okay, fine.
They can't bother me all the time.
Bother, bother, bother.
Mouse, come here. Mouse, can you help me?
Mouse, can you fix this?
Mouse, don't go there. Mouse, that's dangerous.
Yap, yap, yap.
(Bell rings)
Father...
Am I disturbing you?
Hmm... no, no. I was, um...
...eh... no, no.
I remember when mouse first made this for you.
His tube of colors.
All the colors we lacked.
The colors from the world above.
I was afraid he'd stolen it.
But he promised me solemnly that he'd made it himself.
He was ten years old at the time.
I was very touched.
And then I found out that he'd stolen the parts.
(Laughing)
You were very silent in our circle today.
I had nothing to say.
The problem is a grave one.
You disagree with what we did?
It troubles me.
The silence can be terrible.
Not so terrible as what he would suffer if he were caught up top.
I've seen
the inside of their prisons.
No, what we did was right,
but it doesn't make it any easier to live with.
Father, come quickly.
It's Eric. He fell.
Fell? Where?
The maze. You know how dangerous
the maze is.
The whole of that area is saturated with groundwater.
The walls are unstable.
There are warnings posted everywhere.
And I know
that Mary has told you a thousand times
to stay away from there.
We were playing hide and seek.
Kipper told him not to climb up there.
He told him. It's alright, Ellie.
Can you take US to Eric?
Man: Wait a second, I got to park.
It's so nice to see you, Catherine.
Let's skip the amenities, shall we?
I'm here to talk about Max Avery.
You're angry. I can understand that.
But whether you believe it or not,
this is as difficult for me as it is for you.
Well, maybe you should talk to someone less difficult.
That could be arranged.
What did I do to make you hate me so much?
I think we both know the answer to that.
Let's get on with it.
It's this way, right through here.
It's only a little crawl.
Only a little crawl.
Hold my bag for me, will you?
Father are you sure you want to... Yes.
It's all here.
Every threat, and every bribe, every kickback.
Dates, times, amounts, names of all the go-betweens.
It's enough to put Max Avery away for 20 years.
Not yet.
Please.
There's something I'd like to say first.
I've dealt with a dozen Max averys since I began.
And not because I wanted to. I mean, maybe in your life
your choices have always been black and white,
but in mine they are always gray.
I wanted to build.
And I found that it was easier...
And cheaper
to play ball with Avery
than it was to fight him.
And maybe you were right
to walk out on me when you did.
My employees were breaking the law in my name.
Things were happening that were inexcusable,
and ultimately, it's my responsibility,
but Cathy, I didn't know.
Maybe, I didn't want to know.
I got a lot of regrets in my life.
And losing you...
Is one of them.
My attorney advised me to shred this file.
I got a new attorney.
It might take US months, even years,
to put Avery away.
Until then,
you'll have every kind of nightmare
you ever imagined.
Avery plays hardball.
Avery is in a position
to cripple four of my current projects.
He'll cost me millions of dollars, but when it's over,
the city will be rid of him and so will I.
I can play hardball, too.
Why, Elliot?
'Cause I'm not one of the bad guys, Cathy.
No matter what you think.
It's alright, Eric.
Now don't worry, we're here to help.
What's the problem, his ankle? Yeah.
Can you bring the lantern
a little closer, so I can
get a better look?
Now, how did this happen?
He fell. He was climbing up there.
Eric: The rocks broke.
Vincent: These stones are not as strong
as they look, Eric.
See how damp the walls are?
The same water that carved the maze
eats away at these rocks.
Which is precisely
why none of you should be down here in the first place.
You're a lucky boy, Eric.
It's a very bad sprain, but I...
I don't think anything's broken.
Now, I want you two to help him up.
Very gently now and try not
to put any weight on it, all right?
That's it. That's right, use your other.
Good boy.
(Rumbling)
Now listen, I want this place sealed up.
It's just too hazardous, children come down
and play.
Come on, quickly, get out of here.
Hurry up, kids. Come on, help him.
Vincent!
Get away, quickly!
But Vincent... (Growling)
Go, father.
(Straining)
(Coughing)
Father?
(Father coughs)
Father? (Father coughs)
I'm here, father. I'll get you out.
Vincent?
(Father groaning)
Vincent...
(Groaning)
The children...
They were well up the tunnel.
Let's just pray that they're safe.
Vincent, can you...
Can you see anything?
Dimly.
Shadows, shapes...
Greys of a dozen different shades.
(Panting): Your eyes...
Are astonishing.
In this blackness, i'm... I'm blind.
(Groaning)
How do you feel?
I've been better.
(Both laugh)
Burch'll corroborate on this,
I'd say Max Avery's out of the construction business.
It's gonna cost him, Joe.
I don't think it would be out of line
to offer him immunity.
Am I wrong or are you whistling
a different tune than when you left.
Elliot's doing the right thing.
It should count for something.
I'll talk to Marino.
Immunity for burch and his people
seems like a small price to pay for Avery.
Tell Marino he owes me one.
And tell him that if he ever tries
to trade on my private life again,
my resignation will be on his desk by morning.
My god. Look at this.
It's even worse than kipper said.
Can we clear the tunnel?
Even if we clear this hole,
that crawlspace is 20 feet long.
Once you're in, there's no room
to turn around and swing a pick.
There must be something that we can do.
We could pass out the stones hand to hand.
One rock at a time? They'd be dead
for sure by the time we reached them.
Don't say that.
They're not dead, and they're not going to die.
Winslow: There's got to be another way in.
Ellie: Here comes kipper! It's about time.
Give me the maps.
Nah... no, no, no, no, it's not the right one.
There isn't any other... Oh, quiet!
This is not the right map.
There's gotta be another map.
Uh, maybe... Maybe,
maybe of the level below this one.
Kipper, go back to father's chamber
and bring the rest of the maps, you must've missed some.
I did not!
Don't use that tone of voice with me.
You weren't supposed to be
down in the maze in the first place.
None of this would've happened if you had
done what you were told.
Stop it, winslow.
The boy feels bad enough as it is.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, kipper.
We're all to blame.
We should have sealed these tunnels up years ago.
There's...
No way through, is there?
There's just no way to get to them.
There's only one way I know
to get through 20 feet of solid bedrock.
Move, move!
And that's one foot at a time.
(Faint rhythmic tapping)
(Sighs)
Vincent.
(Father moans)
Father?
(Moaning continues)
Father.
Vincent?
Listen.
What is it?
Pounding.
Through the stones.
Someone's hammering against the rock.
I can't hear a thing.
It's coming from the far side
of the crawl space.
The children must have gotten out safely.
Yes...
Thank god.
They're digging US out.
It's a long way, Vincent.
Father. Father, you must stay awake.
You may have a concussion.
I feel very faint.
Very sleepy.
Let's keep talking.
Huh? All right.
All right.
If the head injury was
very severe, I wouldn't be lucid.
And I am lucid.
(Gasping)
Aren't I?
So far.
So far?
Well, in that case,
I shall recite from Virgil
on the hour, just to make sure.
Then I'll be asleep. (Coughs)
(Rumbling, thud)
Winslow?
What?
This won't work. There's got to be a better way.
I don't see you coming up with no brainstorm.
Well, we could... What?
Speak up, Jamie.
We could tell mouse. We could break the silence.
If I thought it would help, I'd sing him a hymn.
Mouse would just slow everything down,
get everybody confused.
Winslow, he knows these tunnels better than anyone,
even father; Maybe he knows another way in.
There is no other way in.
How many times did I go over those damned maps?
Maybe he could build
some kind of a machine or something.
Jamie, I've seen mouse's machines,
half of them don't work.
And half of them do.
Vincent and father are in there,
maybe hurt, maybe dying.
You want to get in to 'em?
Well, that's what we're doing.
Take a look.
Talk don't break rock, girl, sweat does.
You get my meaning?
(Banging)
(Resonating)
(Resumes banging)
(Resonating)
Hello!
(Echoes)
Hello!
(Echoes)
(Screams)
(Panting)
Hello? Hello?
Someone there?
Mouse.
Who...?
My name is Catherine.
I was looking for Vincent, I...
Catherine?
Vincent's Catherine?
Express route to the deepest chamber of all.
No place for a topsider.
I think Vincent
might be in...
Trouble.
Vincent takes care of himself.
You shouldn't have come.
Please, I need to find him.
Hundreds of tunnels, chambers.
Wander forever, never.
Well, then take me there.
Please, I need your help.
Okay.
Okay, good, okay, fine.
Grew up down here.
Know these tunnels better than anyone.
Vincent's my best friend.
We hang out.
Look, something's wrong, something's broken,
something needs fixing, so they come to mouse.
Even in the silence.
It's okay.
I'm a friend of Vincent's.
Mouse, you've got to come.
Thought you broke the silence 'cause you missed me. Listen to me!
There's been a cave-in.
Father and Vincent are trapped.
My god, where?
The maze.
This is bad.
Worse than bad, worse than worse.
What the hell is this?
Jamie: She was with mouse.
I'm a friend of Vincent's.
Are they alive?
We don't know.
Mouse: Never get through this way,
one rock at a time.
It's the only way in. We can do it.
Not in time.
Run out of air in there before you get through.
Well, then, there must be another way in.
Through the other side.
That's crazy.
It's solid rock!
No, another tunnel. I remember.
Well, you remember wrong.
See for yourself.
There's no other way.
Maps are wrong!
I know what I know, and I know.
Winslow: Well, I'm not risking their lives
because you say you know!
Now, let's get back to work!
What if mouse is right?
Got a new machine, digging machine,
best one yet. Dig through
the other side. Girl: His machine might work.
If there's the slightest chance...
Leave it alone!
We wasted enough time.
Now, let's get back to work!
Mouse: Go on.
Do it your way.
Waste more time.
Anyone coming with me?!
Boy: I'll come with you, mouse.
(Distant clanging)
Catherine is with them.
Catherine?
I can feel that she's near.
How could she know?
She knew.
She must've known.
How?
I don't know.
Our bond...
Is stronger and deeper
than either of US can begin to imagine.
As if both your destinies were inextricably linked.
Yes.
As if your hearts, in their search for union,
could transcend time and space,
circumvent the laws of physics and probability.
Yes.
One June afternoon,
nearly 40 years ago,
I was walking along 57th street.
As I approached fifth Avenue,
I saw the loveliest woman I'd ever in my life seen.
She was walking toward me in a summer dress,
a soft breeze was blowing.
She was a vision.
She wasn't merely beautiful.
Her eyes were beaming
with intelligence and humor, full of life.
Her gaze met mine for a moment,
and left me...
Utterly speechless.
I knew then that this was the woman
I'd searched all my life for.
Before I could even think of doing anything, she...
She'd stepped into a cab and was gone.
Gone.
What did you do?
Oh, I tried to find her.
I went back to the same corner the next day, and the next.
A day never went by when I didn't think of her
and wonder.
I hope that's not the end.
Well...
A year passed by.
One day, I was walking along 57th,
when a cab drew into the curb.
And out...
She... stepped...
At almost the same spot.
A year later,
we were married.
Margaret.
Yes.
Margaret.
So you see, Vincent, I, too,
know of miracles.
That's a wonderful story.
Well, I wanted you to hear it.
Vincent,
I understand more than you think
about your Catherine, about your bond.
(Groans softly)
(Grunts)
(Sighs)
You're in much pain.
(Chuckles): Enough.
(Rumbling)
(Squeaking)
Looks bad, doesn't it?
There's so much more I wanted to tell you.
We'll walk out of here together.
I promise.
This is the machine?
Not yet. Will be.
Not here, there.
Come on, help.
Jamie. Yes.
Give the box to Catherine.
Okay, good, okay, fine.
Here.
♪ ♪
(People chattering)
(Straining)
(Panting)
(Grunts)
(Motor running)
(Drill squealing)
(Loud clank)
(Grunts)
Boy: Mouse, you all right?
No good, no good, no good.
Three drill bits ruined
for three inches of hole.
We have to keep going.
Could go above, find what's needed.
Construction shack, maybe, big job.
No time.
What, you need more tools?
Tell me what you need.
Maybe I could get them.
You?
Explosives?
Tungsten carbide drill bits?
Huh.
I know a man who might be able to help.
Come on, mouse, guide me up.
Must be sure, no time to waste.
I'm sure! Let's go!
Okay, good, okay, fine.
(Rubble falling)
(Panting)
Are they s... Still drilling?
They'll soon break through,
and this will be no more than a memory.
Vincent...
(Panting)
It's very hard to breathe.
Help is coming.
Father, please stay with me.
(Coughs)
Father, listen.
To see the world in a grain of sand...
Listen, father!
To see the world in a grain of sand...
What's the next line?
(Panting)
And... and heaven in a wildflower.
To hold infinity
in the palm of your hand...
And...
Eternity...
In an hour.
(Birds chirping)
(Sighs softly)
(Phone ringing)
Listen, I thought I told you that I didn't...
Of course I'll see her.
Send her in.
Catherine, what's the matter?
What happened to you?
I need a favor.
You look shaky. Come on, sit down.
I'll get you a Brandy.
I don't need a Brandy!
What I need is your help.
Tell me what you want.
(Laughs)
A tungsten carbide drill bit?
You've given up the law for hard rock mining?
This is no joke.
My need is real and immediate,
and I don't have time to spar with you!
I don't get an explanation?
No.
I'm sorry.
I'm asking you to trust me.
That's all I ever asked of you.
I must have called you 50 times since our disagreement.
(Pushing phone keys)
You always so certain you're right?
Hi. It's Elliot burch.
Get me Jack, quick.
Jack?
I got a friend coming down.
Give her what she needs.
Yeah, thanks.
He'll be expecting you, Catherine.
Next time you call, I'll be in.
Why?
Because you didn't put a price tag on this.
(Rumbling, debris falling)
(Breathlessly): We haven't much air left.
No use fooling ourselves.
We mustn't lose hope.
I haven't much time left, Vincent.
Father, please.
No, please, listen to me.
Our world... must continue.
A lot of good and trusting people
depend on this place.
It's all they have.
Our world will continue...
And you'll live to see it for many years to come.
(Panting): If I don't...
Your voice will be needed.
Mine is not the only voice.
It's the truest...
And the strongest.
Promise me
you'll keep our... Shh, father.
No, no, please.
Please.
Promise me you'll keep our dream... alive.
Promise.
It won't be without sacrifice.
The colors...
I think I miss colors most of all.
They've even begun to fade from my mind's eye.
I wish you could have seen the blue of the pacific
under a summer sun.
The green of the grass at ebbets field.
Fall leaves blazing orange and yellow in Vermont.
But I have seen them...
All, father.
No child ever had a better guide.
Your words painted pictures that I will never forget.
You took me around the world.
Twain's Mississippi.
Kipling's India.
Jack London's klondike.
You made them come alive for me.
There aren't many places left to go.
Mouse: You're good at finding and taking.
I love this stuff.
Tried to find some once--
didn't have any bolt cutters.
You have used it before?
Oh, yeah, sure.
Yeah, yeah.
Plenty of times.
One little glob and pow!
(Labored breathing)
Catherine.
Hmm. What?
What is it?
She's returned.
They're drilling again.
We'll be out of here soon.
(Drill whirring loudly)
(Over drill): Not working!
Won't go through!
Not strong enough!
I'm going for the others!
Too stubborn, won't help.
Come with me.
(Drill whirring loudly)
Listen to me, all of you.
There is another tunnel,
just like mouse said.
We've been drilling there.
But we can't get through without your help.
If you're not gonna work, get out of the way.
This is our only chance.
You will never get through
in time this way.
Vincent always said you looked out for one another.
(Drill whirring loudly)
(Over drill): Get out of the way!
(Whirring grows louder)
All right. All right.
(Strained grunting)
Easy now. Easy.
Pat, pat, pat. Pat, pat.
Pat, pat, pat. It seems like a lot.
Maybe.
Maybe?
You don't know?
You're gonna blow US all to kingdom come.
Mouse: Put the stuff in the holes,
put in the gizmos, set it off with the other gizmo.
Read all about it.
You've never used plastic explosive.
Yeah.
Might blow Vincent and father up.
Might blow mouse up.
Might save their lives, too.
Hand me a little gizmo.
(Labored breathing)
(Breathlessly): Th... they've st-stopped,
haven't they?
(Labored breathing)
Catherine is frightened.
She's afraid... You're dead?
No.
Not sadness or despair.
Fear.
You wanna blow up with me?
Go on.
Her, too.
I'll do it.
You take her and go on out.
My gizmos. Go.
You can't detonate it from the tunnel?
Signal won't go through solid rock.
Go with winslow.
Show me what to do, and I'll do it.
He's my friend, too, Catherine.
You die, Vincent'll kill me anyway.
Go now.
Winslow: You're crazy, you know that, don't you?
I'm dead, you take care of Arthur.
Best you don't get yourself killed.
I am not nursemaiding no raccoon.
Okay. Take care.
Come on, let's go.
Hurry. Come on. Move it.
Come on... Get under cover.
Hurry...
(Multiple explosions)
(Shouting and screaming)
(Shouting and coughing)
(Coughing)
Vincent.
Catherine.
Vincent.
Father's badly hurt.
Mouse.
He stayed behind to set off the explosives.
(Coughing)
Used a touch too much.
Only mouse I've ever known with nine lives.
(Coughing)
Mouse: Vincent.
Father.
Father: Mouse.
Catherine.
I have... no words to thank you.
(Subway train passing in distance)
Catherine.
I've never been so frightened.
Your courage saved our lives.
I felt like I was losing the best part of myself.
I would have done anything.
It wasn't courage, Vincent.
It was love.
♪ ♪