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Yeah, yeah, Mac. Whatever you say.
There she is. That's the girl.
You look like a zebra.
I forgot the waterproof makeup.
Everything set? It's in the car. Take the keys.
Give me the money. The cocaine's in the tires.
We sail in an hour.
I'll be back.
Carson.
Sir?
Now.
Cocaine! Cocaine!
Cocaine! Cocaine!
Cocaine! Cocaine! Cocaine! Cocaine!
The arrest of a C.I.A. agent in Morocco yesterday...
has the capitol buzzing today.
A special senate committee has been called to investigate this incident.
The facts are incontrovertible, Mr. Ross.
One of your agents was involved in drug smuggling.
Caught red-handed.
As director of the C.I.A., what have you to say about this?
Mr. Ross.
Mr. Ross, as director of the C.I.A.,
what have you to say about this?
Uh, Mr. Chairman, I--
Excuse me. Mr. Chairman,
I haven't had the opportunity...
to review all the facts yet.
Mr. Ross, I am going to order a, um, full inquiry...
into this, um, nefarious activity.
I will expect you to appear before this select committee...
in 48 hours with the proper answers.
Y-Yes, Senator.
Mr. Ross, do you think they'll demand your resignation? No comment.
Is it true Burton Cooper will take your place as director? No comment.
Please. Ladies, gentlemen, please.
Mr. Cooper, will you replace Ross as director of the C.I.A.?
Well, I think anything I say at this time would be premature.
I mean, the director's been given 48 hours,
and I'm sure that by the end of that time...
there will be no doubt in anybody's mind...
what that man is made of, what he stands for.
What does he stand for? All right. I have nothing more to say.
- How'd it go, sir? - Great.
I haven't felt this good since I overthrew the government of Chile.
Ross is going to have that coronary he's been working on.
He never should have gotten the job in the first place. It should have gone to you, sir.
Congratulations. Thank you.
Oh, Maddy, I need a transcript of that senate hearing.
Congratulations, sir. Thank you. You got him yet?
He just pulled up to Ross's house. Good morning. Turn it up.
I want to hear this.
I'm sorry, sir, but I can't imagine Cooper being director of C.I.A.
Brown, I don't want to talk about it.
But you taught him every dirty trick he knows.
Brown, will you change the subject?
Come in, Brown. Come in. Wipe your feet.
I can never get over how beautiful it is here, sir.
Oh. Clean air, quiet.
Boy. Must be nice.
Yes, the country is wonderful. A haven.
You might say there's only one drawback-- the, uh, bugs.
You get them out in the country, sir? We have them in the city.
Cockroaches, mainly. Yes,
but the bugs here...
are more of a nuisance.
They can cause quite a serious problem...
if they're not controlled.
But that's enough about bugs.
Let me show you my latest painting.
There's not a lot of this particular artist's work around.
You notice the brush technique, the abbreviated strokes...
which give great energy to the form?
What's most interesting to note is that in his earlier work,
he still emphasized drawing.
You can pick out the outlines and contrasts of tone and form.
Pick a period, such as this one.
Notice how everything becomes dissolved in a dazzle of light?
We can talk now. Wow. What a character Cooper is.
I mean, he's bugged your house, your garden. It's unbelievable. Brown!
I'm sorry, sir, but Cooper's such a professional.
He always has been.
I really thought we had him this time--
the marked money, the cocaine.
Well, Cooper's smart. You gotta give him that. He put it right back on you.
Maybe you'd rather work for him.
- No, no. - No. I didn't think so.
Anyway, Cooper had his fun.
Now it's my turn.
But I didn't ask you here to discuss art, Brown. No, sir.
There's someone arriving at 5:30 this afternoon at Dulles Airport.
I want you to meet him, but don't let anyone know what you're doing.
You can depend on me, sir. You'll need protection.
Take Agents Virdon and Reese with you. I trust them.
Brown, we've got to nail Cooper.
I need this person to testify on my behalf at the senate hearing.
He can clear up everything about Morocco.
I can't hear anything more.
Sounds to me like he knew he was being bugged.
Maybe. Maybe not.
Then we don't have much time.
Exactly 46 hours and 18 minutes...
to find out who this guy is.
Uh, sir, this man I'm meeting?
The one at the airport? Uh, who is he, please?
Pick anyone.
- I'm sorry, sir. What? - Don't ask me.
Brown, pick anyone.
Someone out of the crowd.
The more anonymous, the better.
Who you choose isn't important.
He'll be used to bait the hook.
All that matters is that Cooper swallows it.
United Airlines flight 179 from Denver...
now arriving gate 22-B.
Brown, pick anyone.
It doesn't matter who.
Where's this guy coming from, Mr. Brown?
Flight 800 from Chicago now arriving--
- He's coming from Chicago. - He's coming in from Chicago.
What's this guy look like? That's none of our concern.
The rabbi. Brilliant.
He ain't here for no bar mitzvah, right?
One of the Sony softball team?
What if he doesn't show? What if he got lost?
What if he's sick? What if you shut up?
The black dude?
The yuppie?
The nun with the shades? She's a narc, right?
There he is.
Which one?
The man with one red shoe.
Hello. It's been a long time.
Excuse me. I, uh--
I thought I knew you.
Richard! Richard!
Honey, he can't hear you.
Richard!
I-I just want to ask him something. That's all.
Why can't you ask him tonight? Please, Morris?
All right, all right, all right, all right.
Oh! Oh, I'm sorry.
Oh. Uh--
Excuse me.
Uh, ex-excuse me.
Subject: Drew, Richard. Unarmed.
Buttock, right: wallet. Five dollars and change.
Quadricep, left: bag of nuts.
Foot, left: one red shoe.
Over.
He made a call from the airport.
To whom? His dentist. A Dr. O. Reuben.
872-1501.
Edgar.
F.B.I., K.G.B., MI-5, Interpol--
- - All negative.
None of our contacts has ever heard of Richard Drew.
Who are the two guys following him? Ross's men.
Virdon and Reese. We don't know which is which.
- How about the case? - It's just a violin. What difference does it make?
Why don't we just kill him?
No, Carson. There's a senate inquiry, remember?
The last thing we want to do is kill him.
What we do want to do is find out who he is and what he knows.
- Yes, sir! - Now, then. Anybody.
Why the one red shoe?
**
Wait-Wait a minute. Wait. Wait, Dickie. Dickie.
How old are you? Six, seven, what?
Twelve, Mr. Drew.
You're 12 years old? Hmm.
Being 12,
you haven't really experienced very much of the pain...
or the suffering or the anxiety of life,
which you will, but in the meantime, you see what this says?
This says, "with passion."
Now, that means con amore.
Espressivo. Umph, huh?
I know you wrote it, Mr. Drew,
but can I go back to Schubert?
Sure.
You play conservative. Fine by me. Schubert it is.
**
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Okay, okay, fine, fine.
Just slow it down a bit. I personally like to hear each and every note.
Okay? What time is it?
10:00. Hmm. 10:00.
Do you want to quit?
Why, I oughta--
All right. Just keep practicing, remember. Keep practicing.
Yeah. You, too, Mr. Drew.
Give my best to your mom and dad, all right?
And hey! Remember, walk tall. You're in the string section.
Richard Drew. Hey, hey, Mr. Drew.
I believe we have some business to discuss.
Some shoe business. Some red shoe business.
If you ever want to see your other shoe alive again--
Morris, this is very, very funny.
You're slaying me here with hysterical laughter.
- But I had you going, didn't I? - Yeah, about as well as you did with those fake peanuts.
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