-[crowd cheering] -[marching band playing]
We have Senator Carroll with us today to celebrate Independence Day.
And he is an independent politician.
In fact, so independent that some say they don't know which party he does belong to.
Austin Tucker.
Austin is with us today as the political adviser to Senator Carroll.
Austin, we hear, or people say,
that there is some possibility you want to get the nomination for Senator Carroll.
Oh, well, I think we're jumping the gun there, Ms. Carter.
-I also hear... -He's not running for any other office.
-He's concentrating on the one he has now. -Ah...
Here come Senator Carroll and Mrs. Carroll.
He really looks terrific.
Happy Fourth of July, everybody!
Happy Independence for us all! Okay.
He is the ideal father, if you're young enough.
The ideal husband, if you're old enough.
And I guess the ideal leader of our country,
so says Austin Tucker, if you're any age.
-Ah, yes. Lee, how are you? -Senator Carroll. Just fine, thank you.
Welcome to our city. How do you do? How are you?
You all look just as wonderful as you do in all your photographs.
-How do you manage that, always smiling? -[Carroll] Well, I'll tell you.
We're very happy and that means smiling faces.
And I'm happy to be with my constituents on such a wonderful day, Independence Day.
-Thank you very much, everybody! -Thank you.
-[crowd cheering] -[band continues playing]
Thanks, everybody!
You need a ribbon.
-I'm with her. -Ma'am, is he with you?
No.
[crowd cheering]
[chattering]
All right, we'll try to make it. Schedule time. You never know about this.
[man] How are you?
Ed, how are you, sir? Good to see you.
You're looking very good, Ed. Thanks very much.
Hello, how are you?
[chattering]
[Lee] But I fouled up on that one, didn't I?
And I know a little bit about your background, your lovely family.
I'll have a scotch and water.
Ladies and gentlemen, my wife Kit and I
would thank you very much for inviting us here today, this Independence Day.
Independence Day is very meaningful to me
because sometimes I've been called too independent for my own good.
[gunshots]
[Kit screams]
[all screaming, shouting]
[man screams]
[sirens wailing]
Move back, everybody...
Ladies and gentlemen, you've been invited here today for the official announcement
of the inquiry into the death of Senator Charles Carroll.
This is an announcement, not a press conference.
Therefore, there will be no questions.
A complete transcript of the investigation
is being prepared for publication on March 1st.
At that time, the committee will hold a full-scale press conference.
After nearly four months of investigation,
followed by nine weeks of hearings,
it is the conclusion of this committee
that Senator Carroll was assassinated by Thomas Richard Linder.
It is our further conclusion that he acted entirely alone,
motivated by a misguided sense of patriotism
and a psychotic desire for public recognition.
The committee wishes to emphasize
that there is no evidence of any wider conspiracy.
No evidence whatsoever.
It's our hope that this will put an end
to the kind of irresponsible and exploitive speculation
conducted by the press in recent months.
As I've said, the complete text of the hearings,
which provides the basis for the committee's findings,
will be published March 1st.
When you have had a chance to examine the evidence,
you will have every opportunity
to ask those questions which remain unanswered,
if there are any.
That is all. Thank you.
-[man on TV] ...a thousand dollars. -[TV audience applauding]
But that's just the beginning, because you could win this! Take a look.
-[woman] Oh! -[man] Oh, Wenay.
[man] We are just starting with you.
Because the package you pick might contain this check for...
Excuse me, but my parrot is loose on your back porch.
-Your what? -My parrot. I wonder if I could...
He's gonna get away.
-What are you talking about? -My parrot. It's very sick.
And if I could just go through here...
Let him go look for his parrot.
[man] I haven't seen any parrot around here.
Well, I know. He's hiding. [whistling]
[officer] Freeze! Police officers. Where's the stuff?
-[man on TV] Wendy hits the $25,000... -[officer] Check that, will you?
Okay, remember now, he said
you've won an all-expense-paid trip to British Columbia!
[TV audience cheering]
All right, Frady, you're under arrest.
You didn't see us, did you, Frady?
I saw you all right, but I've never seen those two before.
-What are you talking about? -You looking for dope?
[woman sobbing]
[Frady] Maybe somebody could make a charge.
Maybe one of your men could tell me what I'm in here for.
-Destruction of property, trespassing... -Me, destruction of property?
-Endangering lives of private citizens... -I can't believe I...
[arguing continues]
Hold it, goddamn it!
I wanna get something straight around here, just in front of these pe--
Is there anybody in this room who can say that I broke into that house,
I was waving my gun around, and I threw the man's wife on the floor?
'Cause if you can, I'd like you to do it in front of your watch commander, huh?
-[scoffs] Shit. -[commander] What were you doing there?
-What was I doing there? -Yes, Joe. What were you doing there?
I can't believe you.
You know that these assholes have been after me for six weeks for my sources...
[officer] He went up to perfect strangers
and told them that he was looking for his parrot.
My parrot, that's right.
[officer] Can you imagine that kind of nerve?
Can I imagine that kind of nerve?
Wait, you're saying, can I imagine that kind of nerve?
-Can I imagine that kind of nerve? -Joe.
You thought you'd teach 'em a lesson, huh?
These guys? I don't think I could teach 'em anything, but I may be wrong.
Look, why don't you go out and bust up a Keno game,
do something worthwhile, for Christ's sake?
You two-bit Vice Squad, you're not only dumb, you're dirty.
Look at your shirt.
Get your goddamn hands off, you son of a bitch!
-Hold it, hold it, hold it. -You're not even...
Do I post bail?
What the fuck for? There's not even a charge here.
[commander] Malicious mischief, obstructing justice, vandalism.
Isn't that good enough? I'll forget the whole thing, Bill,
if you'll just get him out of here and shut him up, or both.
Malicious mischief, obstructing justice and vandalism.
Come on, Joe.
-It isn't good enough. -Joe, come on.
You're enjoying yourself, aren't you?
You gotta admit it's funny.
It makes me laugh.
But I don't think it's funny.
What's that supposed to mean?
Have you ever laughed at a comedian when he pretended to stutter?
There's nothing funny about a man who stutters, but people laugh.
They're amused.
But they're not happy about it.
You're not gonna print this?
[Bill] Hmm?
You're not gonna print it?
Not only am I not going to print it,
but this is the end of your series on local drug problems.
We're in the business of reporting the news, not creating it.
Joe.
Joe, we went through all this six years ago.
When I agreed to take you back in January, I made two suggestions.
One was about your drinking.
Well, you seem to have licked that.
The other was that you curb your talent for creative irresponsibility.
You can start working on that right now.
You're really tired, aren't you?
Joe.
Go home.
Go to a movie. Relax.
Come back tomorrow and do a nice, dull piece
on the Parks and Recreation hearings.
That is, if you feel this job is interesting enough to stick with it.
[country music playing over speakers]
Hi, Joe, I got a hot one for you. Lee Carter called.
Four times. She must want it pretty bad, eh?
[cackles]
Did you clean up the room, Schecter?
Sure. I got some mail for you too.
[knocking]
[knocking continues]
I hope I'm not interrupting.
-You've been calling me? -A lot.
Any particular reason?
Somebody's trying to kill me.
Oh, somebody besides yourself?
How can you say that? I've never tried to kill myself successfully.
Last time you were here, I think you lost your cat
and I had to find it under the freeway.
I haven't lost my cat.
Yeah, and there was the time before that, it was your husband.
You may find this difficult to accept, but I'm terrified.
I think, if memory serves me, you were always terrified about something or other.
I think it was that some guy might come up and attack you in bed?
Not as long as you were there.
Okay.
Here.
Hey. Now, why are you here this time?
I told you. Somebody's trying to kill me.
Oh, Jesus.
Somehow, I don't think I should be looking at this.
-Just look. -What?
[Joe] Oh, come on, I looked at this until I was blue in the face three years ago.
[Lee] Since the assassination,
six of these people have died in some kind of an accident.
Four. Look, nobody's trying to kill you, huh?
These people were killed.
And whoever killed them is going to try to kill me.
Austin Tucker thinks so too.
Austin thinks that maybe we all saw something up there.
Yeah, well, we did see something up there, didn't we?
-No, I mean something else! -What did he mean by something else?
Has he ever indicated what he means by that?
Has he ever indicated that he saw anything
other than what was in the commission report?
-No. -Nothing?
-No. -Did you see anything up there?
-No. -Well, neither did I.
And believe me, I looked. We all looked.
You mean, if you didn't see it, it's not there?
No, I didn't say that. It's just that I know all about these accidents.
Ralph Scaletta was a known lush. He hit a piling on the George Washington Bridge.
He killed three other people with him.
Joy Holder died of anaphylactic shock when the doctor gave her the wrong antibiotic.
Herbert Moon burned himself up in bed smoking,
which his girlfriend always told him he was gonna do.
And Harry Lutz had a heart attack.
Harry Lutz was 40 years old. That's too young to have a heart attack.
-No, it's not. -He was thin.
-He was in terrific condition. -Ah, bullshit.
He found out his wife was banging her psychiatrist,
and on the same day, a bulldozer accidentally knocked over half his house.
Come on, he was lucky to last that long. That's future shock, Lee.
You no longer believe there was another assassin involved in shooting Carroll?
That's right. But it was an explanation.
People were crazy for any kind of explanation then.
Every time you turned around, some nut was knocking off
-one of the best men in the country. -[sniffling] Okay.
Okay.
But there's six out of 18 dead.
-Four. -That was the last time you looked.
Since then, Norman Lomax has died.
And now Arthur Bridges.
What are you talking about?
A fishing accident? Where the hell is Salmontail?
Salmontail is where Austin Tucker is now. I tried to reach him.
Well, why don't you call him?
Salmontail looks like a small town.
-Take me. Take me there. -No.
We could catch a plane and we could be there this evening.
-Mm-mmm. No, Lee. -Please!
Call him up. It's a fishing accident.
You wanna hear about my day? I got some real problems.
You son of a bitch!
You don't care!
Hey, don't do this.
Hey...
Lee...
[coroner] There was enough alcohol and barbiturates in her bloodstream
to have killed her if she'd fallen asleep in bed,
let alone at the wheel of a car.
Now, would you call that a possible homicide?
Face it, some people want to die.
Excuse me.
[train whistle blows]
[bell clanging]
[children chattering]
All right, wait till the cars come to a complete stop.
That's it. Hop right in there. Separate seats now. Separate seats.
I want you to read what is over the cars.
[children] "Please keep hands and feet in when cars are moving."
Right.
Okay, Frady, what do you know?
-Hey, Will, tell me something, will you? -Anything.
You still got access to FBI files?
Well, I'll tell you how the FBI feels about me.
Ah, recently, they took my name off the roster of ex-agents.
So now, not only am I not an agent, I'm not even an ex-agent.
I'm a non ex-agent.
Is it possible to kill somebody
and make it look like they had a heart attack?
Sure. They got a pill for it. It's called PEP.
-PEP? -Yeah, Pulmonary Embolism Pill.
It creates an embolism,
but the actual cause of death is more like a biochemical...
Look, you're not a chemist. The man ends up looking like his heart attacked him.
-What do you know? -I don't know what I know.
Come on. Come on, what do you know?
Does Macy's tell Gimbels?
What I know is I need a good alias and I need a good ID.
What kind of an ID?
Gotta be a hostile misfit.
For that, you don't need an ID.
You still got your friends on the force down in El Monte?
Before we get to El Monte...
The minute you know what's going on here, I wanna know.
And I want you to promise me.
[Joe] I promise.
All right, I think I got a guy for you.
Sunshine Homes hired me to investigate him
when he was doing a night watchman job for them.
He was overreacting in a very big way. He's a real nut.
-Richard Partun. -Richard Partun?
Richard Partun.
Get a fake ID for him too,
to make it look like he's trying to hide something.
That way, if they investigate the first,
they won't be so careful on the second.
Should look like a guy who's ashamed of something,
something he doesn't want anybody to know.
I'll tell you what let's do. Let's make him a weenie-wagger.
-A weenie-wagger? -Yeah, a weenie-wagger.
Anybody would be ashamed of that. Besides, you look a bit like a flasher.
[train whistle blows]
[organ music playing on radio]
[woman] Hold onto your neighbor, folks.
It's happy hour in Salmontall.
And we're here to play a little music and have a lot of fun.
This boy goes into a bar down in Texas, see,
and he goes up to the bartender and he says,
"Give me 12 bourbon and waters."
-[woman] All at one time? -Yeah, all at one time.
And the bartender goes, "That's a lot of bourbon and waters."
And the bartender says...
No, I'll catch it.
-Think your date just come in, L.D. - I think you're terrible.
-Hi. -Hi.
-My name's Gale. -How are you, Gale?
-Fine. What can I fix you? -I...
How about a martini? You know what they say about martinis?
They say that a martini is like a woman's breast:
one ain't enough and three is too many.
[chuckles]
-That's an amazing joke, Gale. -Yeah. What can I get you?
-I'll just have a glass of milk. -Okay. You're the healthy type, huh?
[country music playing]
How are you?
Can I buy you a drink, miss?
For a moment, I thought you were a man.
But you aren't, are you?
No, I'm a girl.
[chuckles]
Why don't you go right over there and tell those people that, real loud?
Don't touch me unless you love me.
I told you to go over there to that table
and tell those people who you really are.
Now, you don't want me to ask you again now, do you?
[Gale screams]
[woman screams]
Come on, get up. I'll buy you a drink.
[man] You just come over here and sit down. You're all right, son.
[Joe] Listen, you wouldn't be offended if I called the police, would you?
No, but you don't have to call very far, because Red's a deputy.
If that isn't good enough, I'm the sheriff.
You got some interesting ideas about law enforcement.
Should've stopped the fight. I would have if you'd have been getting whipped,
but I dearly love seeing ol' Red get stomped.
-[Joe] He's your deputy? -Well, you see, he's my sister's boy.
Had to do something nice for her.
He's so damn mean, he can't get along with anybody else. He's dumb.
He's a real turkey. You know, you move his plate five inches,
that boy's gonna starve to death.
[Gale laughs]
He's all right. He does that all the time.
This is Gale, this is Shirley. You met Red.
Now, where are you from, son?
Jesus.
[L.D.] Your friend Austin Tucker's long gone.
Did he think that Bridges' drowning was something besides an accident?
[Joe] I don't know. What do you think?
That's the river, that's the dam.
Now you open up that dam, and that water is gonna come down there like a wall.
If you're standing where Bridges was, you're gonna drown.
And I don't care if you've been fishing up there for 50 years.
But isn't there a warning system or does the power company love a good surprise?
[chuckling]
They got sirens and bells and signs all over the place and they got a watchman.
Yeah?
-There might be just something there. -Where?
The watchman. Buster Himan.
[scoffs] Hell, I've known Buster for a long time.
I got no reason to doubt him.
No, go ahead.
Well, this might not have anything to do with anything,
but old Buster showed up with a brand-new shotgun.
-Maybe we ought to talk to him. -I'd like to do it kinda casual.
He's up at the dam in the afternoons.
I'll take you right to the spot where it happened.
You might like to even get in a little fishing.
-Did you come up with anything? -Nothing but fish. How about you?
I've found out a couple of things, but... Here, I've brought you some lunch.
[Joe] Aw.
You are aces with me.
Look at this. What did you find out?
[siren blaring]
-That's the warning, huh? -Yeah, that's it.
Bridges couldn't hear that?
My mother could've heard it, and she's been dead a long time.
[siren continues]
Hey, L.D., what's the news on your friend Buster?
[L.D.] Actually, there just ain't no Buster.
[birds chirping]
[door closes]
[phone rings]
Yeah? Gale! You want L.D.?
Drowned in what? The car's right out front.
[woman on phone speaking, faint]
You gotta be kidding.
Who found the body?
[Red on radio] Charley, it's Red.
Yeah, somebody's broken into L.D.'s house and stole his car.
[siren wailing]
Get over to the intersection of Mountain and Main and just cut him off...
-[Charley] Okay, Red, we're on our way. -[truck horn honking]
We got him cut off.
[tires squealing]
[horns honking]
[sirens approaching]
[siren fading]
You've been drinking again, haven't you?
Tell the truth, Joe.
Come in, Stanley.
The thought of covering that city council meeting
was just too much for you, wasn't it?
Here, keep the change.
And close the door.
Joe] Somebody's systematically knocking off witnesses 10 that assassination,
and you don't care.
Sure, I care. I care about my kids' future,
I care about this newspaper, I care about my pension, my golf handicap.
I've even been known to care about you sometimes, you ungrateful bastard.
Here, drink your coffee.
Here. Take it!
Shit.
Joe, what evidence have we got?
A girl who died of too many pills and booze.
That sheriff up there that you say tried to kill you,
and the poor bastard drowns.
[Joe] I got a bank book here with $107,000 in it.
A sheriff? The police are after me.
Then why is there no APB on you? I checked as soon as you called me.
They're not interested in you. They all say it was an accident.
-They don't wanna answer questions. -You're damn right they don't.
Sheriff L.D. Wicker and two of his deputies were indicted three months ago
on a utilities scandal up there.
It was in every paper in the Northwest.
He knew you were a reporter,
but it wasn't any national conspiracy he was covering up.
You were in a whole different ball game and you didn't even know it.
You remember four years ago, you were sure you'd caught the state senator's bagman,
and it turned out to be his nephew's bookie?
Joe, you go on like this,
you're gonna make a real horse's ass of yourself.
-He didn't know I was a reporter. -How do you know they didn't know?
"Cause I didn't tell him. I didn't give him my name.
-Did you register at a hotel? Yeah. -Yeah, under a phony name.
Oh, boy, you amaze me. You go expecting these things to happen and they do.
-[sighs] -Just advance me two weeks' salary.
-For what? - I gotta find Austin Tucker.
If anybody knows anything about this, he does.
I won't advance you a dime.
I don't care if your self-serving ambition
gets you a paperback sale and the Pulitzer Prize,
I'm not gonna have anything more to do with it.
-Joe... -Can't help it.
[Bill] I know.
[man] Good shot. Good shot. You got a point.
[game beeps]
Not bad. Not bad, Riggsy.
-[game beeps] -That's good.
-Hey, babe, you're all right. -[Joe] Winning, huh?
[man] Winning? I'm beating the shit out of him.
[beeps]
I'm Schwartzkopf, this is Riggs.
Harry Nelson. I sent those vocational tests up to the the psych department.
-They said they gave them to you? -Yeah.
Where'd you get those tests?
We establish a center for the study of violence,
the university sends us every nut in town.
[Riggs shrieking]
-They get mean? -Yeah. Vicious.
One of them bit the ear off a colleague of mine.
It was okay, though. We sewed it back on. Most of it, that is.
[Joe] Happy to hear about that.
[Schwartzkopf] Listen,
I'm not sure whoever made this out knew what they were after.
-How you doing, Ernie? -[chimpanzee shrieks]
It seems to be directing it
toward trying to pull out anger, repression, frustration, stuff like that.
[Joe] You think it could pick up potentially homicidal characteristics?
You mean a killer? Yeah, sure.
Would you be willing to sit down with me and go through that test
and tell me what answers would come from a highly violent personality?
Yeah, I'd be willing, but it probably wouldn't do much good.
This stuff's pretty sophisticated.
It's a lot different than my stuff.
It's not any better, but it would be difficult.
Fuck it. We'll let Ernie take it.
He'll blow 'em right off the graph.
He hacked up his great-aunt and killed two ticket-takers at the auto show.
[knocking]
Ernie?
Come here, Bob. Come on.
Ernie, I'd like you to meet somebody.
What was your name again?
Nelson. Harry Nelson.
[Schwartzkopf] Harry Nelson, Ernie.
Joe Frady? You're looking for Austin Tucker?
Well, do you wanna see him?
Leave your car here.
One more thing.
-I have to do a skin search. -A what?
You're gonna strip and I'm gonna search you.
Are you out of your fucking mind?
Now, look, pal. That's the way Mr. Tucker wants it.
And if I don't see you, you don't see him.
All right?
All right, Mr. Frady.
-Who sent you to look for me? -Nobody sent me to look for you.
Now, look...
I've come 1,300 miles to get a straight answer to that question.
-My life is in danger just being here. -He wants to know who really sent you.
-[Joe] Nobody sent me to look for you. -Keep your voice down, hmm?
I'm telling you, nobody sent me to look for you. I'm a writer...
Stop acting like you're on The New York Times, for Christ's sake.
You're a third-rate journalist from Oregon or wherever the hell you're from.
You've been asking questions about me and things you know nothing about.
There were two attempts made on my life before I got out of here.
I don't know what you want, but if it's money...
I'll give you $10,000 to keep me out of it.
You don't mention my name. You don't come looking for me.
All I want is to stay out of it.
Sorry, Mr. Tucker, you've got information I need.
Money doesn't mean anything to me.
This story's gonna mean more to me than $10,000.
Fella, you don't know what this story means.
We better talk.
Have you seen this photograph?
It was taken on the Space Needle that day.
There's me, Lee, Bridges...
You know that man?
-[Joe] What do you mean, the waiter? -[Austin] Yeah. You know his name?
-[Joe] No, why? -[Austin] Just curious.
Lee. Bridges.
Joy Holder.
Lutz.
Herbie.
[chuckles]
Who would have thought, huh?
[sighs]
[no audible dialogue]
[clock ticking]
[newspaper crinkles]
Sorry, Bill. I didn't mean to scare you like that.
[Bill] You're supposed to be dead.
Goddamn it.
You could have called me.
I was scared shitless they'd think I was still alive.
-You mean nobody knows? -Nobody but you.
-Hey, Bill, what's that? -Tomorrow's lead.
I'm demanding a reopening of the Carroll investigation.
-Who are you calling? -The police, the FBI, CIA, somebody.
Bill... don't do it.
-You suggesting they're involved? -No.
Or that they covered up on their original investigation?
Well, there is a natural bureaucratic tendency to cover up mistakes,
but beyond that, I got no reason to think any governmental agency was in on it.
Or if they were, that they knew they were in on it.
If you want to use the FBI or the CIA,
you don't have to infiltrate the whole agency to do it.
At first I thought these killings were related only to the Carroll assassination.
It's much bigger than that.
Whoever's behind this is in the business of recruiting assassins.
-Recruiting assassins? -Mm.
I think I got some of their entrance exams.
If I'm right, I'm gonna enlist.
If you print anything now, I'll be exposed.
You're telling me that you alone can uncover what all these agencies couldn't?
Maybe. I'm just asking you not to print anything or talk about this
till I get more specific evidence.
If you do, you'll just blow my chance to find out who's behind it.
What do you expect me to print?
My obituary.
I wanna pre-date a will, I wanna name you as executor.
Something informal. I'd like you to go out to my motel, pick up my things
and give them to the Salvation Army or whatever.
Make a big show out of it.
I'm dead, Bill, and I just wanna stay that way for a while.
It's about $340. It's all I've got here.
You're gonna need the money.
I hope you know how to take care of yourself.
You're gonna be the only person who knows what I'm doing.
[utensil scraping]
[doorbell buzzes]
-Who is it? -[man] Richard Paley?
-Who is it? -Are you Richard Paley?
Who?
Who wants him?
Congratulations, Richard.
You had some very interesting scores on the first series of tests for Parallax.
-Testing for what? -The Parallax Corporation.
You did apply for our training, didn't you?
Oh, Christ, that.
As you know, Parallax receives demands from all phases of industry.
Demands for unusual personnel.
If you qualify, and we think that you can,
we're prepared to offer you the most lucrative and rewarding work of your life.
And what do you get out of it?
We receive a sort of finder's fee.
As I said, the jobs are difficult to fill.
-How tall are you? 92".
What kind of jobs you talking about?
I think whatever you're cooking on that stove is burning.
You might as well come in.
Oh, I'm Jack. Jack Younger.
But we do like to be on a first-name basis
with any of our potential candidates as soon as possible.
You look taller than 6'2".
What the fuck does my height have to do with anything?
[winces]
[pot clatters]
Put some ice on it. It'll stop the sting and the blister.
Your tests suggest that you have remarkable talents.
Yeah? What do you mean by "talents"?
You have difficulty holding onto a job, don't you?
I don't know, I just don't like to take a lot of shit,
SO people say I got antisocial tendencies.
Right.
Tell me, has it ever crossed your mind
that maybe it's everybody else's problem that they don't get along with you?
Why?
Because, you see, the very quality that gets you in trouble
is what makes you potentially invaluable.
-What's that? -Your aggressiveness.
-[chuckles] My aggressiveness? -Right.
Look, I don't wanna intrude on you while you're eating.
Get in touch with me personally if you'd like to go further.
It's been a pleasure, Richard.
-[chattering] -[Muzak playing]
[man] Welcome to the testing room
of the Parallax Corporation's Division of Human Engineering.
You will now please cross to the chair.
And you will sit down.
Make yourself comfortable.
And be sure to place each one of your hands
on the box on either side of the chair...
making sure that each one of your fingers ls on one of the white rectangles.
Just sit back. Nothing is required of you,
except to observe the visual materials that are presented to you.
Be sure to keep your fingers on the box at all times.
All right. We hope you find the test a pleasant experience.
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[man vocalizing]
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[soaring, patriotic music playing]
[plaintive, up-tempo music playing]
[slightly discordant music playing]
[soaring, patriotic music playing]
[cheerful, heartfelt music playing]
[rock music playing]
[rock music swells]
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[heartfelt music continues]
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You will please proceed to our offices.
Thank you for your cooperation.
[no audible dialogue]
[chattering]
[people laughing]
Senator, here's an editorial even you can't figure out.
Here's your drink, Senator Gillingham.
[man] This comparison between you and Carroll is nonsense.
That you're following in his footsteps...
[stewardess] I'm sorry, sir, you'll have to go back to coach.
[man] Point is, he doesn't like Hammond any better than he likes you.
You're too strong on one side, Hammond's too strong on the other.
[stewardess] Your name, sir?
Paley. Richard Paley.
Is that P-A-I-L-E-Y?
-It's P-A-L-E-Y. -You'll be returning with us?
-Is Denver your final destination? -Yeah.
That'll be 68.64.
68.647
Out of 70.
[chattering]
[Joe mutters]
-What would you like to drink? -Just a Coke.
Thanks.
[man] Thank you very much.
[stewardess] Excuse me. Ma'am? Would you like something to drink?
[pilot on PA] May I have your attention, please?
Due to technical difficulties, we will be returning to Los Angeles.
We regret any inconvenience this may cause you. Thank you.
[passengers murmuring]
[woman on PA] Passengers disembarking from Globe Airlines Flight 451
will be met by airport security.
We regret any further delay that may be caused by the necessary investigation.
All efforts will be made to have you airborne again as quickly as possible.
Passengers disembarking from Globe Airlines Flight 451
will be met by airport security.
We regret any further delay that may be caused...
[explosion]
[locks clicking]
[Jack] Hello.
We've already received an offer for your services, 25,000 a year.
-Who from? -Manufacturers Intelligence Group.
Never heard of them.
They work out of the Hammond building in Atlanta.
What do they want me to do?
Well, they're interested in having you work in their security program.
-Sounds good to me. -Good.
Just one more thing.
[Joe] What's that?
[lightbulb clattering]
Who are you?
-Who am I? -You're not Richard Paley.
Your service records don't check.
They don't?
There was a Richard Paley in the 1st Air Cavalry,
but among other things, he's dead.
-Gee, I'm sorry to hear that. -So were we.
Who are you?
I don't have to tell you anything, you know. You're not a cop.
I was getting attached to you. I wouldn't step outside that door.
We simply have to know.
[Joe sighs] Al right.
My name's Richard Partun.
Why did you want us to think you were Richard Paley?
I needed a job.
I got into a little difficulty down in El Monte a couple of months ago.
What kind of difficulty?
-[Joe] Is that important? -It's important.
Well, I was drinking in this bar and...
I used to drink a lot.
Next thing I know, I'm running around a Laundromat,
only I don't have any clothes on.
And some old lady claimed I was trying to...
-You know, molest her. -Were you?
I don't know. I don't know what I was doing there.
I don't remember a thing. I don't know how I got there, nothing.
All I know is that they arrested me for...
[scoffs] ...indecent exposure.
You know, a thing like that can follow you around.
You try to get a job, you're a sex offender.
-I'm no sex offender. -No, I'm sure you're not.
You know what I think?
In that bar, they put something in my beer that made me take off my clothes.
Well, if that's all there is to it,
we'll check it out with the El Monte police.
It'll be no problem.
Richard.
I've tried to be a friend to you, haven't I?
Since working at Parallax,
I've found that people who have had real trouble in their lives,
so-called antisocial people,
if I can earn their loyalty,
I can give them a sense of their own worth.
That's very rewarding, believe me.
I honestly think, with your nature, you're more reliable for security work
than any semi-retired, ex-FBI agent they can come up with.
In a risk situation, I believe you'll go right down the line.
That's something money can't buy.
You're invaluable, Richard.
[Jack on recording] ...ex-FBI agent they can come up with.
-Oh, come on, Frady. -In a risk situation,
I believe you'll go right down the line.
That's something money can't buy.
You're invaluable, Richard.
[knocking on glass]
Come in, Stanley.
There you are.
Oh, you're new, aren't you? Thanks.
[lock clicks]
[woman] It must have been 5:30.
That's when I always come in to clean the office.
And there he was.
[coroner] All the signs of a massive coronary.
-Do you know if he had a heart condition? -[woman] I don't know.
[detective] Trusting man. He didn't even lock the drawer he kept his money in.
[Jack] I'm very pleased, Richard.
With what?
Tomorrow, you'll meet with the other member of your team, Ben Harkins.
He'll have your assignment.
I just... What name am I supposed to use?
Richard Partun.
Don't worry, he knows all about you.
[players shouting]
[Joe] Okay.
-[chattering] -[Muzak playing]
Oh, good afternoon, Mr. Partun. 803, isn't it?
I've got the key. The guy that just checked in, is his name Ben?
I think I was in the army with him. I can't remember his last name.
-Harkins. -Harkins.
It's Mr. Ben Harkins. 816, right down the hall from you.
Great.
Ben Harkins, please.
Ben Harkins.
Ben?
Uh, I got a message for you from Jack.
Don't unpack. There's been a change in plans.
How much money you got left?
I don't know, $600, $700.
Well, there'll be another 200 at the desk.
You go back out to the airport and take the 510 American to Honolulu.
-Honolulu? -Not bad, huh?
Not bad at all.
Now, when you get to Honolulu,
take the first flight to the island of Maui.
And when you get there, you rent a jeep
and you drive to a hotel called the Hana Ranch.
Hana Ranch.
Yeah, Hana Ranch. Got it?
-Right. -All right.
-Excuse me, is Jack Younger here? -Mr. Younger isn't here.
Richard Partun was here. And the guy he sent me to meet didn't show up.
[woman] Thank you. I'll give him the message.
[marching band playing in distance]
[marching band playing continues]
[door opens]
[marching band, louder]
[door closes]
[director] Okay. Settle, people. Let's work now.
While the band's getting in place, would you please check your cards for sequence?
Check your cards carefully for sequence, please.
I want to work smoothly,
and it'll be a clean, clear picture when those are pulled.
I'm gonna give you a warning, "One, two, three."
And a command, "Pull."
Okay, ready?
Okay, get your concentration here.
Work together, make a good, clean, sharp picture.
All right, here we go.
[playing patriotic tune]
All right. And one, two, three, pull!
-[tuba playing discordantly] -One, two, three, turn!
Ready?
[music continues]
And one, two, three, lift!
Applause, applause, applause. Here he comes now.
Oh, put your cards down. Here's the man himself, Mr. Hammond.
[all cheering, whistling]
-Mr. Hammond, quite a surprise, sir. -Nice to see you.
[man] Mr. Hammond, this is Pat Fairfield, student body president.
Hi, Pat.
Marilyn Putnam, student federation president.
Glad to know you, Marilyn.
The youth is rallying, sir.
Mr. Hammond, sir, if you wouldn't mind, we're at that point in rehearsal
where you'll be coming in tonight, if you wouldn't mind making your entrance.
-What I'm here for. -Thank you.
Uh, where do I enter?
Just as you will tonight, sir, around the table, up the stairs,
-right to the speaker stand. -Okay.
[director] Thank you.
Uh, card people, listen, this is very important now.
We have a tape of the address Mr. Hammond's going to deliver tonight.
We're gonna run that now SO you can learn your cues.
-I'll be giving you cues for applause. -[applauding]
When he comes in now, you greet him for everybody here.
-[applauding continues] -Here he comes, making his entrance.
Let's hear it! Come on! Come on.
-[applause intensifies] -Here's the man, here's the man. Yeah.
All right, ladies and gentlemen, that's the man we're working for,
that's the man the people are coming to see tonight.
This is gonna be on television. It's very important.
[cheering, applause continues]
I wanna thank you kids for being here, and the band, of course.
See you tonight. Okay?
[Hammond on recording] Thank you. Thank you.
I am proud. It's great to be here tonight.
In a rich and varied life,
I can think of no occasion that has given me more pleasure.
We all ache for the chance to be proud again.
And I promise you I will not stop, ! will not falter...
till that march has reached its destination,
until, like Moses, I've returned to you
the promised land of liberty our forefathers created.
[cheering, applause]
But I cannot take these honors you beef ow on me here as a personal tribute.
You are here to honor me not as a man but as a representative...
...golf course... golf swing...
...a cause, your cause.
They're all talking about Jack Nicklaus, Palmer.
Our cause has become the country's.
-[cheering] -There we go.
[whistling, cheering continues]
[playing rousing, upbeat music]
[music continues]
[drumroll]
[Hammond on recording] Thank you. I am proud...
[gunshots]
[students screaming]
Our cause has become the country's.
My life has been blessed with personal success,
but that is not why you are here tonight.
My life has been blessed with opportunities for leadership...
[banging, clattering]
-[woman screams] -[man shouts] There he is!
There he is! There he is!
[sirens wailing in distance]
[sirens approaching]
[sirens stop]
[siren wailing in distance]
-[siren stops] -[tires squealing]
[tires screeching]
[engine starts]
I see him!
[blast echoing]
Ladies and gentlemen, you've been invited here today
for the official announcement of the inquiry
into the death of George Hammond.
A complete transcript of the investigation is in preparation.
This committee has spent nearly six months of investigation,
followed by 11 weeks of hearings.
After careful deliberation,
it has concluded that George Hammond was assassinated by Joseph Frady.
An overwhelming body of evidence
has revealed that Frady was obsessed with the Carroll assassination.
And in his confused and distorted mind
seems to have imagined that Hammond was responsible for the senator's death.
He was equally convinced that Hammond was somehow plotting to kill him.
It is for those reasons that Frady assassinated him.
Although I'm certain that it will do nothing
to discourage the conspiracy peddlers,
there is no evidence of a conspiracy
in the assassination of George Hammond.
Those are our findings.
The evidence will be available to you as soon as possible.
Thank you.
This is an announcement, gentlemen.
There will be no questions.
[marching band: rousing, patriotic music]
-[marching band continues] -[people cheering, chattering]
[music, cheering fades]