Fire base Alpha, Fire base Alpha, this is Go North. Come in.
Fire base Alpha, this is the Sixth at Go North. Come in, please.
This is Bronco One-Niner. I'm doing a fly-by over Fire base Alpha.
Go ahead, Bronco.
Charlie broke through the perimeter last night.
Lots of KIAs, dead chopper.
Roger, Bronco. What about medevacs?
Emergency routines go straight ahead.
Is Charlie still active in the area?
Negative. I don't see any activity.
Roger, Bronco. We'll converge in the air.
I can't see anything.
I can't see.
Frank? Buddy?
Where are you?
Devereaux!
Frank.
Nice doggie.
Hey, man.
You got to have some salsa on your burrito.
What you want...
mild...
or hot?
Mild, please.
There you go.
It's not bad.
It's a little too mild for me.
How about something a little more macho?
Hey, baby.
Give me the purse.
are you sure it goes with your dress?
Give me the purse.
Give him the purse, gringo.
What's goin' on here?
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
Oh, my God.
Oh.
- That's a long way down. - You son of a bitch!
Easy, now. That's a hangin' offense, partner.
Turn him over there to the right.
Real good view of Harrah's there.
I sold Bill that place.
Hell of a good deal for both of us.
You lost a lot of money downstairs and you can't pay it back.
You cheated me!
No! No, please!
- Oh, that is some view, I tell you. - It sure is.
No! Please!
Well, your luck ain't all bad, Mr. Devereaux.
You're just the kind of chemist I need.
My last chemist had a little accident.
Yeah. The on-purpose kind.
Created a little job opening.
I'm not gonna make that shit for you, god damn it!
Designer drugs, boy. Wave of the future.
And as legal as whores and lawyers in this state.
You know, I heard your ex-wife and son...
are living down in Miami, Mr. Devereaux.
You son of a bitch!
Please! Please!
The beach is a mild 85 degrees.
WSHE, the voice of Miami-- SHE rocks.
Coming.
Yes?
Is this 376 Ocean Way?
Yes.
I'm looking for Frank Devereaux.
He doesn't live here anymore.
Oh.
My name's Parker. Nick Parker.
I'm an old friend of his.
We served in Vietnam together.
Come in, Mr. Parker.
This is Mr. Parker.
He's a friend of your father's.
- My son. - Hello, Billy.
How did you know his name?
He signed a dinosaur.
Nice work.
Hey, Mom, this guy's a--
Yes. Vision-impaired.
Not to mention blind as a bat.
Mr. Parker and I have some things to discuss.
Hint, hint.
The fresh air will do your allergies good too.
Some coffee, Mr. Parker?
Tea, please.
Later, Mom.
Good-bye, Mr. Parker. See you later.
Nice to meet you--
Nice to meet you too, Billy.
Your name is on the memorial.
Yes. I've been there.
I was missing in action.
Thank you.
Frank never told you what happened.
He never even talked about the war.
Where is he now?
Reno.
He's an organic chemist for Shields-Traeger.
Well, he left me.
We're divorced.
Oh. I'm sorry.
Yes.
- You expecting someone? - No.
Why?
There's somebody at the door.
You should work up an act, Mr. Parker.
Oh. Thank you.
Good morning, ma'am. We're looking for William Devereaux.
Billy? Why?
You're his mother? Where is he?
- Has he done something? - No, ma'am.
We think he might be witness to a crime, that's all. Routine.
Oh. You scared me there for a moment.
He's not here, Officers.
Leave us your number. We can call you when he gets back.
- He upstairs? - No--
Wait a moment. Excuse me.
We need the kid right away.
What crime is he supposed to have seen? He hasn't said anything to me about it.
Inspector, the kid ain't here.
Miss Devereaux...
where's your boy?
Excuse me, Inspector.
I think we're all a little confused.
Oh, boy.
I'm very sorry.
Of course, if you gentlemen have a warrant--
Warrant? Of course.
Let me see.
We have a warrant!
What are you doing to my mom?
- Shit. - This wasn't part of the deal, Slag.
Shut up!
Step aside...
blind man.
That's not bad for a blind man.
But that butter knife ain't gonna stop no bullet!
Mrs. Devereaux?
Lynn?
Protect...
my son...
Mr. Parker.
Please.
Promise me.
Take him...
to his father.
Who are these men?
What do they want?
I don't know.
Promise...
me.
Okay. I promise.
I'm here.
- You okay? - My head hurts.
Yeah, I've had better days too.
- Where's Mom? - Home.
I want to see her.
You can't. Not right now. Come on.
Excuse me.
Leave me alone!
We have to go.
I want to call my mom.
I promised your mom I was gonna take you to Reno, and that's where we're going.
Come on.
I can walk by myself.
Everything okay here?
Why, yes, thank you...
Officer.
Come on. We don't want to miss our bus.
This is the final call...
for Trans Continental cross-country bus number 27.
Final boarding process in lane three.
I get the window seat. You don't need it. You're blind.
You have me there, little prick.
Got your girlfriend here, Devereaux.
Hi, Frank.
I brought some of your stuff.
Oh, look, a whole box.
Does your boss know?
I do the inventory.
How'd you get into my apartment, Annie?
They let me in.
Did they tell you what they want me to do?
Did they tell you...
what they've already done?
No, and I don't want to know.
Now listen to me, Frank.
When people owe Claude MacCready, they pay...
one way or the other.
So just go along.
It's the best way.
You tell MacCready I'll talk to him?
- It's coming down, huh? - Yeah!
Come on, I'll buy you some coffee.
Hey, it's still raining.
A little water never hurt anyone.
Yeah? Well, if I catch pneumonia, it'll be all your fault.
I'll try and live with the guilt.
A little water never hurt anyone!
Don't you laugh.
Well, I can see where I'm going.
It's not funny.
I hurt my knee.
It hurts.
I can't move.
That's all right.
Wait until the paramedics come.
Hey, wait up!
Don't be mad.
They gave me a piece of candy in the store. Want some?
I knew there was a nice little boy inside of you somewhere.
So you're a thief too, huh?
It fell out of your pocket.
Bull.
You were with Dad in the war?
That's right.
You could see then.
Yes, I could see then. Now give me that.
Well, what happened?
Your daddy and I became friends in boot camp.
I figured we'd be pals for life.
He made me laugh, and I kept him out of the stockade.
He was always clowning around with explosives and stuff...
scaring the hell out of every body.
Finally, our time in Vietnam was over...
and we were gonna go home.
But right in the middle of our celebration...
the fire base got hit by a mortar attack.
Your dad and I were picked to take out the enemy.
The plan was that he would cover me...
while I would get close enough to take them out.
We'd done it before...
but this time...
the other guys were waiting.
Frank!
Come back!
That's where I lost my sight.
My dad, I mean...
did he do okay or what?
Your dad was fine.
Just fine.
We'll be stopping for ten minutes.
Whatever you have to do, do it real quick.
Operator, I'd like to place a collect call to my mom in Miami, Florida.
Her name is Lynn Devereaux.
Yeah, D-E-V-E-R--
Hey, what's the big idea?
- I need to call my mom. - You can't.
Why not?
Why can't I?
Billy, there's something you gotta know.
What's that supposed to mean?
You lied to me!
You told me she was at home!
Shut up!
Help!
No! Stop!
Shoot.
Popcorn!
Snow!
What the hell's goin' on around here?
Nick!
Come here.
It's okay. Everything's gonna be all right.
It's all right.
There they all go, headed for Harrod's.
Glitter and flash.
Shit.
Do you remember when the Silver State was the place?
Sweet times.
Where did we go wrong?
Bank didn't give you the extension, huh?
If I don't come up with the green to retire those loans in two days...
they're gonna retire us.
- Ed, I'm not keen on that idea. - Slag's on it, but this blind--
I don't wanna hear about this blind man!
What are you doin', takin the stuff we're supposed to be sellin'?
- No. I just-- - Shut up, Ed.
If you can't handle it, get me somebody that can.
Get me Bruce Lee.
Bruce Lee is dead.
Then get his brother.
Do it, Ed. Goddamn it, just do it.
Nice head.
Room for some brains in there.
I like that nose.
I don't.
It's always plugged up.
Firm chin.
All the makings of a strong man.
Tears.
Good.
'Cause a strong man is never afraid to cry.
Did you ever cry?
I wish I could.
The place that makes tears inside my head...
doesn't work anymore.
I wish mine didn't.
We'll be at your father's tomorrow.
He doesn't want me.
Come on.
With talent like this?
Any man would love to have a son like you.
You think so?
Yeah.
- Did you see that? - We should get one of those, honey.
Been a pleasure driving y' all. Take care now.
Come on.
He doesn't want me.
And I don't want him.
Billy, whatever happened before was in the past.
You got to learn how to forgive.
Now come on.
Steps. One, two.
Hi there, Billy.
Who are you?
My name's Annie. I'm a friend of your daddy's.
Y' all come on in.
Nick, look out--
Bang.
Kind a hard for a blind man to look out, ain't it, Brother Lyle?
Sure is, Brother Tector.
Lights out.
Hold still, you little shit.
Get your hands off of him!
Claude promised me there wasn't gonna be any violence.
Shut up, bitch.
MacCready told us to get the job done and that's what we're gonna do.
Now hold still!
I love it! Slag takes days, can't even cut the mustard.
- We nail the brat and the bat-- - In two minutes flat.
Want some, girl?
Look at the road, man!
Too much linguine.
I think I'm gonna throw up.
Swell.
Before you do that...
I want you to get us out of here.
- Me? - Yeah.
How? I can't.
Just do as I tell you.
I can't.
Well, then...
we're gonna die.
Give me a hit of that.
Want some?
What do you want me to do?
Crouch down like a frog. Come on.
Put your hands on the floor.
Slide your butt...
through your arms.
Come on.
I just can't do that.
Yes, you can. Try.
How's it going?
Pretty good.
Almost there.
Got one leg through.
I did it!
Great.
Get my lighter.
In my shirt.
- Got it. - Light it.
Hold it steady.
Look at this.
Whoa! The blind Zorro.
Stupid thing's got a curse on it!
Start counting out loud.
One, two...
Don't stop until the van does.
Hey, baby...
lick my wound.
I said lick my wound.
Yeah, baby! More!
Hey, Lyle, something's burning, man.
-And I think it's love - No, man! Something's burning!
Aw, hell. Stop the van.
Come on!
Oh, man, my head.
Who's gonna drive?
- Let's go, boys. - We gotta go back.
Turn it around.
Hold on!
- How far did you count? - Thirty-one.
Count backwards.
Thirty, twenty-nine, twenty-eight--
Stop! Help us!
Help us, please!
Four, three, two, one.
- Stop. - What? Why?
Stop right here.
My cane must be out here somewhere.
Oh, of course.
Those two want us for lunch...
but what's really important here is that you find your damn cane.
Yes. Let's go.
Thank God you stopped.
We fell off a poultry truck.
We gotta get my brother to a hospital. I think he's a goner.
Get out.
I said get out!
Come on, you battle-ax! Move your ass!
Bitch.
Kill 'em!
Jesus H. Christ!
Yeah, that's one reason I always vote for gun control.
I got it! I got it!
Thanks, Billy.
- Well, hallelujah. - Good work.
Uh-oh.
Run!
My glasses!
I think I just found them.
I can't drive without my glasses!
Lucky for me I'm blind.
Billy, navigate.
Nice going, Tector! Let's go!
Don't start! I've had a bad day!
Keep goin' straight. Goin' straight.
Go to the right a little bit.
Go left.
Too much, too much. Keep going straight.
Just stay right there.
You're going into the left lane! Look out!
What's your problem, jack-off? You blind?
Yeah. What's your excuse?
Holy shit!
Red light!
Slow down!
- Tell me when we hit an intersection. - Now! Turn right!
No, I mean left!
I see 'em! Turn in there!
I know what I'm doin'!
This is easy. Just like riding a bike.
Once you learn, you never forget.
Oh, shit!
Take that!
- Are we in a tunnel? - There ain't no tunnels in Reno.
Stop!
Well, that was fun.
Yeah.
Maybe I should get my license again.
The first thing we do is sirsasana.
This is the basic posture in yoga.
Don't you worry, Annie. Y' all will be safe here.
Thanks, Colleen.
I know I can always count on you.
Ain't no big thing, baby.
I used to bring Frank's drinks to the roulette wheel.
That's how we met.
He'd be at that table round the clock for days.
Then he wouldn't show up for weeks.
Tryin' to be a good boy, I guess.
But you'd think a guy with Frank's brains would know better.
I guess we all got our weaknesses.
Yes.
Just get Frank out of there.
Don't worry about it.
Uncle Nick, don't go!
That's nice.
You're my nephew now, huh?
Don't leave me.
Everybody leaves me.
Hold down the fort. Protect the women.
I'll be back.
Promise?
You gotta promise.
I'm gonna get your dad.
Good-bye, Billy.
Come on.
Hey, man, I want you to meet my new wife Mindy, her folks.
Reception's gonna start in ten minutes. Why don't you join us.
I want the eight.
- Thirty on double zero. - Black. Black.
No more bets.
Seven. Another natural for the lady.
All right! A natural!
Good evening, Mr. MacCready.
Hi, Charlie.
After I've cleared that up, I'm off to see our production at the ski lodge.
Bring up that stuff when it's ready.
What about Devereaux? Keep him working?
He won't play along much longer unless we prove to him that we've got his kid.
Slag never fucked up before.
He'll turn up.
Besides, by midnight...
Devereaux will have made enough drugs to do the deal.
This'll give me the cash I need to get my ass off the auction block.
And the time to find a chemist with a better attitude.
Like they say, Mr. Cobb...
the desert's filled with people that had bad attitudes.
Have them send me up some roast chicken and chocolate pudding.
No one else to the penthouse.
We have a winner.
We have a winner in round one...
of Claude MacCready's Silver State Million Dollar Slot Play-off.
Twenty dollars on red!
Red! Red! Red!
Come on, red! Red!
Go, go, go!
Come on! Red! Red!
Yes! It's red! That's it!
One, red.
- Did I win again? - Yes, red.
Oh, good.
Excuse me.
- Take those. - Thanks.
There you go.
Keep it goin'.
Bets down.
Twenty-six, black.
Hard luck, fella.
Luck?
Hey, cheater.
They're cheating, everybody! Look at that!
They're cheating!
You fascist pig!
Look at this! Look at this!
Hey, there he goes!
Get outta the way!
Scram!
Outta my way, boy!
- The door's closing! Hurry up! - Damn!
- Shoot! - He's heading up, man!
He's going back up the elevator!
Oh, great. Who pushed basement?
- Hold it right there! - Freeze!
Guys...
I'm here for Frank Devereaux.
Says who?
Says I.
- Come on, come on, come on. - He's dead. He is dead.
Damn!
- Shit! - Fuck!
Shit fuck!
Well, well!
If it ain't the walkin' Chop-o-matic.
Where is Frank Devereaux?
F. O., Errol Flynn.
Do you know what that means?
Fuck off!.
I also do circumcision.
He's across the hall. Across the hall.
I suggest aspirin for that headache.
What headache?
Frankie.
Frank?
Just a second. I gotta test this stuff.
If it's too hot, it'll kill somebody.
Frankie.
Hi, buddy.
Nick?
Nick Parker?
Yes.
My God!
- Nick! - What?
-Nick, you're alive! -Yeah. And I'd like to keep it that way.
There are a lot of pissed-off guys after me.
I guess we changed, huh?
Come on.
Your son's waiting. Come on.
Nick, wait. Wait, wait.
Come on!
Oh, yeah.
Let's go!
I'm gonna put that blind man in a wheel chair!
The door. Hold it.
Well?
Hello?
- Anybody home? - Now for our first direction.
Colleen.
are you in here?
What's wrong?
Billy!
Let me go!
Frank! Stay here!
They've got him, don't they? Don't they?
Yes.
Hello.
Mr. Devereaux? That you?
Yeah, MacCready, it's me.
Mr. Devereaux, you really chap my ass...
and I've had just about enough.
Where's my son?
He's here.
He's fine.
So 's the girl.
If you want to keep 'em that way, you'll just stay there--
- I want to talk to my son! - Shut up, boy!
I'll cut both their jugular veins!
- How'll that be, huh? - No!
You know Winter haven?
- What? - Winter haven. Ski resort.
Donner Pass, route 89.
- Yeah. -Just get up here...
with the stuff...
at dawn.
It's on the way.
If you like this stuff--
believe me, you will--
maybe we can set up a regular pipeline.
Maybe.
Yeah.
Maybe, yeah.
Gasoline mixed with detergent.
Bathtub napalm.
Guaranteed to get out the spots.
Damn it! It's okay. I got it, I got it.
Man, oh man, Nicky.
All those years, man, I thought you were dead.
And it was my fault.
I tried to--
I just couldn't--
My life changed...
but it didn't stop.
Still, part of me was missing.
I don't know.
Like there were two Nicks.
One before...
and one after that day.
I wanted to be...
whole.
To come home.
It's funny. I knew I had to find you so I could say...
'' Hey, I forgive you. Move on.''
But, you know, it wasn't just for you.
It was for me too.
Yeah!
Goddamn! That thing's got more holes than my daddy's rubber.
I didn't know Dad wore a rubber.
Damn!
Come on!
Move over!
Jesus.
- Where is the kid? - In the man's suite.
He's in the man's suite.
Kill him!
- Shoot him! - Okay!
Nice shootin', Tector.
Hey, now. Come on, Brother Lyle.
Frank, behind you!
Oh, shit!
Where is he?
Stop! Stop that firing!
Do you see him?
I can't see a thing.
That's where I live.
Here, you sons of bitches!
You just wait a minute.
We cut a deal.
If you ever get that stuff away from the blind man, find another buyer.
You're fixin' to make a grievous error, sonny boy.
Do it.
Fire in the hole.
Knock, knock.
Well, well, well! Mr. Blind Man.
You're positively an incredible human being.
You're a walking advertisement for hiring the handicapped.
Why don't you drop that cane before you cut yourself.
Before I put this boy's brains in that lady's lap!
Drop it!
Now we can do some business.
That's right.
Just put that over here on the table.
Open it.
Mr. Parker, there's someone I'd like you to meet.
Oh, nice guy, I hope.
Everybody's trying to kill me lately.
- Nick, he's trying-- - Shh, Frank! Shut up!
Relax, boy. I paid a lot of money to see this.
Japanese, huh?
Not bad for a blind man.
Uncle Nick!
Unreasonable men make life so difficult.
Yeah.
I told you that that butter knife wouldn't stop no bullet.
Uncle Nick, catch!
Great Italian place in North Beach called Little Joe's.
Rain or shine, there's always a line.
- What do you want to see first? - Alcatraz.
Alcatraz.
Honey, what do you say we look for a place with a big old backyard?
Here, Bill. You give him the tickets.
- Going all the way? - Yep, to San Francisco.
- All the way to Alcatraz. - Have a good trip.
Trans Continental bus number 14 now loading at curb side.
Uncle Nick!
Wait up!
Where are you going? We're about to leave.
Bill, you go ahead.
You're coming with!
Go back to your dad.
But I need you!
Listen.
I'm very, very fond of you.
But you gotta do me one favor.
Go back to your dad.
Now, come on.
Come on.
You'll miss the bus.
Uncle Nick!
I need you!
I hate you!
I'm gonna miss you.
Hi, Dad.