The Fury

I won.

What do you mean, you won? You did not.

I did too. The old man can still beat him.

- Oh, come on, Dad. You saw it, didn't you? I won. - Close. Really close.

- Yeah. - All right. If it was close, let's go again. We'll go...

Wait a minute. How many times do I have to beat you?

- You beat me? - Yeah, I beat you.

- Hey. Hey! - All right! Listen, you won!

Leave your father alone. All this exercise is making me hungry.

Come on, Dad. All right, you won.

No, no. You won.

- No, you won. - No, no. You won.

- No, you won. - Mr. Childress?

Telephone for you, sir, on the terrace.

Better get here as soon as you can.

I'll tell Peter.

Hey, what will living in the States be like, Dad?

I don't know. You've been away a long time.

Yeah, it's been since Mom died. Yeah.

Why Chicago?

Good school for you. The best.

- You could go out for football. - What, and give up soccer?

Well, football's more popular in the States.

Football players are more popular with the girls.

Dad.

I don't know. School and sports, all that stuff-

I just won't fit in there. Feel like some kind of freak.

- What is this? - I don't know. Maybe if I knew what was wrong with me.

There's nothing wrong with you.

Well, I might do okay in a zoo.

Now, what the hell are you doing? Feeling sorry for yourself?

Okay, you have a talent that would shock the hell out of people,

but it's a talent that also can be put to good use.

- Dad... - It's nothing to be ashamed of.

Now, Childress understands this. That's why he wants you to go to this school in Chicago.

You'll meet other kids that are... that are special like you.

Robin, I'll be with you all the way.

If it doesn't work out, we'll do something else.

Robin.

Do me a favor. I want to talk to your father alone one minute.

Sure. I'll be on the terrace, Dad.

Okay.

Peter,

you've gotta give me the telephone number...

of that dame from the antique shop.

Nothing antique about her. Everything works.

Gonna miss you.

Well, I'm not gonna miss you.

Twenty years together in the same agency is more than enough.

You taught me a lot.

- No, you did. - Look, if this is gonna be a teary farewell, get your ass out of here.

No tears. All laughs.

Right.

I'll say good-bye to your son over there.

Waiter.

Regular luncheon for two.

My dad!

Get Robin out of here!

- Dad. - Robin, your father's all right. He's a professional.

They're after my dad. Robin, they're after all of us.

For Christ's sakes.

Dad?

They killed my dad.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

They killed my dad. It's all right.

Robertson, where the hell are you?

Give me the gun! I'm gonna find out who broke that security.

- I'll check on it. - No! Get this boy out of here.

- Come on, Robin. Move. Let's go. Into the car. - Get him out of here.

- Let's go. Hurry. Come on! - It'll be all right, Robin. It'll be all right.

- I'm sorry, sir. - It's all right, Jonathan. You did a very good job.

- Thank you. - I'm proud of you.

- Up by the road. Go on. - Sure.

Give me the film.

That's the great Johnny Dunbar.

In Chicago it's already 87 degrees this morning,

13 minutes after 10:00.

So I said, "Mother, what do you want from me?"

I mean, you got this terrific job. You're all over the world.

I mean, I get to see you maybe once a month, if I'm lucky, right?

"Okay, I'm happy for you. I really am."

But I said, "Just don't try and run my life..."

when you happen to be around the house for a few days...

"and feel like playing mom."

I know.

They just... They just don't know how to let go,

and they get so hurt when you try to explain to them.

Really.

Anyway, let's see if you know this junk.

January 10, 1946.

That was the first United Nations General Assembly...

that was held in London, right?

- Good. - See, I told you. I never forget dates.

All right. Who was elected president of the assembly?

It's names I have trouble with.

- LaRue, don't tell me. - I didn't say anything.

Yes, you did. You said "Raymond." I heard you.

I did not. Raymond? His name wasn't Raymond.

It was...

Raymond Dunwoodie.

Who was Raymond Dunwoodie?

I don't know. It's just...

That-That name just came into my head. I don't know.

So what was the right answer?

Paul-Henri Spaak of Belgium.

Oh, yes, Paul-Henri Spaak.

Okay. Next. I always get that one wrong.

"The five permanent members of the U.N. Security Council are?"

The United States, Russia...

I know.

Let's just forget the whole thing.

Forget it? Are you crazy?

We've got a final. LaRue, I know this stuff.

- We have a final at 2:00. - I know, and I'm gonna pass with flying colors.

I promise you.

- Hey, guess what. - What?

We got a buddy.

Oh, my God. What a... What a creep.

He's walking backwards now.

- Should we give him money? - No!

God, what do you take me for?

I don't know. Oh, he's not gonna bother us.

- I hope we pass. - Sure!

- Here. - Two popcorns, please.

- Hello? - Mr. Johnson?

Yes?

It's Raymond Dunwoodie. What is it, Raymond?

Now, look, I haven't changed my mind.

I mean, there's nothing I can do for you personally,

but I may have somebody to locate your son.

You'd better not be wasting my time.

No, no. I'm at the beach, and I made a contact.

She's a kid... m-maybe 17... and she's psychic.

Are you sure? That's right, she's psychic.

Bring her here.

I don't have her yet, but I could get her.

Now, look, Mr. Johnson?

This is gonna cost.

How much?

I don't mean 50 or 100 bucks. Not for this girl.

How much, Raymond?

$1,000.

I don't have that kind of money.

Oh, that's a sad story, Mr. J.

Almost as sad as the story you told me about your boy.

Dunwoodie paid off for us. We've completed the trace.

He's talking to Sandza at the Plymouth Hotel.

Step inside, off the street.

Yes, sir.

Is this man registered here?

I don't know.

I just came on a half hour ago myself.

We think he's been here a few days.

You ain't the police, is you?

Oh, well, I'm what you'd consider well-traveled,

but I don't believe I ever heard of you gentlemen.

We don't spend a dime on public relations.

Yeah, well,

that would be Mr. R.V. Johnson, Room 512,

just down the hall to your left.

Hey, government man. Don't bust my door down, please.

Use the pass key.

Chase 1 to Chase 2...

He's loose. Do you copy?

He's loose. Do you copy?

Chase 1 to Chase 2. He's loose. Do you copy?

Gunmen of the Hanafi Muslim sect...

continue their siege of three Washington buildings.

Damn it. Did you hear that, Vivian?

Now, that's what I'm talking about!

Them bozos in Washington are mugging the whole damn country.

They got every court in the land helping 'em make it legal.

Yeah, well, if you ask me what happened to the milk of human kindness,

I'd have to tell you, frankly,

that the whole world has dried up at the tit.

You can say that again, pal.

I swear to hell, I don't know where...

Vivian!

Yes, Mother Nuckells. I'm coming.

Couldn't you just once manage to go potty by yourself?

Somebody's in my room!

All right, now. Nobody's going to get hurt.

I just want some clothes.

He came in my window.

Do you know who he is?

I told you we should've moved to Melrose Park.

Harry, this wouldn't be happening if we lived in Melrose Park.

You want clothes.

Old clothes. Anything you've got.

You can see, I need clothes. I can't go anywhere like this.

Just... the clothes.

Yes.

Oh, I had to leave the hotel in a hurry,

so could you spare a couple of dollars?

I knew it.

This is a graphic example of biofeedback.

We're converting the very low-voltage alpha-wave energy...

into electricity to run that train.

And that train will only run when my friend Hester...