Thank you, Ilsa.
Have a nice day.
Morning, sir.
Tell me what we're supposed to do.
That old man's gonna sink us.
Soon as I have Baer/Grant's report,
I will speed-dial your number.
Is that a promise?
I'm not aware of that term.
What do I do if Anson calls about substantiation procedure?
Have your secretary say you're in a meeting.
Thank you, Jack. Yes, Maria?
- Invitations. The Museum Gala. - No.
The Fitzwilliam Botanical Fundraiser.
- No. - The Hinchberger wedding.
Hinchberger wedding?
Tuxedos, drunken conversations. No.
I'll send your regrets.
Why must I bother?
You don't have the satisfaction of avoiding society.
Yes?
An Elizabeth on line 3.
- Your ex-wife. - I know who it is.
Take a message.
Happy birthday, sir.
Thank you, Maggie.
I don't like her.
I wouldn't mention this, but he was very insistent.
- It's some sort of prank. - What?
A gentleman requested lunch with you.
- What's his name? - Mr. Seymour Butts.
"Under the Bleachers" by Seymour Butts.
I'm sorry?
Make a reservation at the City Club
for myself and Mr. Butts.
Put the reservation under my name.
- You ready to order, sir? - No, I'm still waiting.
This was iced tea.
Conrad, what a surprise.
Happy birthday, Nickie.
This is a nice restaurant.
- Gave me a free jacket. - They'll want it back.
- I remember being here before. - I brought you once.
- Really? - In college.
- Which college? - Touché.
Miss me?
As much as that's possible.
You look good.
So do you. To think I was worried.
Worried about me?
I thought you quit.
It didn't take.
You can't smoke here.
I'm with you.
Fuck California!
- How are you? - Couldn't be better.
- Elizabeth? - We're divorced.
She remarried a pediatrician or a gynecologist.
Lives in Sausalito.
That's too bad. I liked her.
And what about you?
Not since family week at Rehab.
What brings you to town, Conrad?
- Everything all right? - Yeah.
- Need anything? - No.
Really?
I don't need anything from you.
I was laying naked on a beach near Ibiza
and all of a sudden, it clicked.
October 12th, Nickie's birthday.
October 11th.
Whatever.
- This is for you. - You shouldn't have.
What do you get for the man who has everything?
"Consumer Recreation Services".
I do have goIf clubs.
Call that number.
Why?
- To make your life...fun. - Fun?
You know. You've seen other people have it.
It's an entertainment service.
An escort service?
A profound life experience.
Sorry. I'll...
No, it's all right. Just...
Tell me you'll call.
- I said I would. - No, you didn't.
Are you still on medication?
Why would you say that?
Ready to order?
I didn't mean it the way it sounded.
I'm not on anything. Not even seeing a shrink.
And I feel great. Do you mind?
I think you'll like this. I did.
It was the best thing that ever happened to me.
I'll call them.
Do it. For you.
I said I'll call, OK? All right, I'll call.
It's just that... I hate surprises.
I know.
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday, Mr. Van Orton
Happy birthday to you!
Someone's gotta drive a stake through Anson's heart.
Seen the profitability report?
You can imagine how much more unhappy I am.
You're gonna deal with Anson?
That's correct.
We're furious.
Sleep well, Nicholas.
I will.
Goodnight, Ilsa.
- Dinner's in the oven. - Thank you.
I saw Conrad today.
Did you? How is he?
He's OK. I think he's in one of those...
personal improvement cults or something.
- Happy birthday. - Goodnight.
$500 million in bids as the licenses are...
Elizabeth, good evening.
Happy birthday, Nickie.
11:40. You almost missed it this year.
Have you had a nice birthday?
Does Rose Kennedy have a black dress?
I went not once, but twice through the spanking machine.
I can only imagine. How are you?
Connie asked me the same thing today.
Connie? Really? I always liked your brother.
Anyway...
Just another birthday.
Because of your father.
That's right. He was 48, wasn't he?
I hadn't really thought about it till now.
Why do I call?.
I honestly don't know.
Please send Dr Mel and Rachel my best.
She has a little brother on the way.
We did the ultrasound.
An official nuclear family.
You must be very pleased.
We are. We are very pleased.
Well, it's good to talk with you.
I guess I should let you go.
Take care of yourself.
You too, Nicholas. I mean that. I really do.
Be well. Bye.
A proposal to encourage small businesses
to provide their employees with health insurance
is now being debated by Washington legislators.
The bill, which attaches small business health plans
to those of larger corporations,
is receiving initial support
from a number of key Republican readers.
However, Democratic law-makers
are voicing serious concerns about the bill,
I just wanna make sure we understand each other.
Once you get it down on paper,
We understand.
We'll talk soon.
No.
You shouldn't feel this reflects negatively on you.
I received this...
Just a moment.
I'm sorry you feel that way.
I understand.
We hope we haven't caused you any inconvenience.
Thank you for choosing CRS.
Mr. Feingold, could you assist this gentleman?
Oh, yeah.
Jim Feingold, VP Engineering, Data Analysis.
I don't know exactly how this works.
- My brother sent me this card. - Here we go.
Excellent. Let's get started.
I'm sorry about all this hullabaloo here.
We're...still moving.
I got an office around here somewhere.
Would you mind holding that?
Thank you very much.
OK... Thank you.
Are you hungry? New Moon Café.
No, thank you.
Best in Chinatown.
A gift from Conrad Van Orton...
- Interesting. - What is?
Your brother was a client with our London branch.
We do a sort of informal scoring.
His numbers were...outstanding.
- Really? - Sure you're not hungry?
No.
Now, need to fill out these forms.
The MMPI and the PAP.
For the financial questionnaire,
We'll run a TRW.
"I sometimes hurt small animals. True or false?
"I feel guilty when I masturbate".
I don't write the questions.
I just... review the answers.
What is this for?
No, what is this for? What are you selling?
Oh. It's a game.
A game?
Think of it as a great vacation,
except you don't go to it, it comes to you.
What kind of vacation?
It's different every time.
Humor me with specifics.
We provide...
whatever's lacking.
And what if nothing is lacking?
May I make two suggestions?
You think I'll participate without knowing anything?
First, admit to yourself that it sounds intriguing.
Second, you don't have to decide today.
One day, your game begins.
You either love it or hate it. Decide then.
That was my sales pitch.
How long will this take?
An hour for those, another hour for the physical.
Physical?.
It's a cursory examination.
Confused.
Risky.
Bloody.
Whoops.
Mr.. Sutherland called about Baer/Grant.
Push it back to Wednesday.
Anson Baer called about tomorrow.
Tomorrow? How much longer is this gonna take?
Shouldn't be long.
You said that two hours ago.
Put it back until tomorrow.
For the following emotional responses.
You have 0.9 seconds to enter your emotional response.
Reaction time is a factor.
Make a selection for the following responses.
You have 0.9 seconds to enter your emotional response...
Does this thing end?
Sorry to keep you waiting.
It's been terrific spending all day with your crack team.
It's all down to this.
Insurance company.
It states that you're aware The Game exists
and that you're a willing participant.
Payment is at your brother's discretion
If I'm not happy, he doesn't have to pay?
We've never had an unsatisfied customer.
I think you mean "dissatisfied".
Initials, initials, and sign there.
In blood.
Just kidding.
and... keep the pen.
We'll let you know.
What about Monday or Tuesday?
That's bad for me.
How about tonight?
I'm working all this evening.
Wednesday's the only possibility right now.
- You wanna do dinner? - OK.
By the way, I went to CRS.
Really? What d'you think?
Well, they seemed just a little bit disorganized.
When I did it in London, they'd been around a while.
Are you gonna do this?
No, I haven't decided yet.
of the next Disneyland.
Stranger things have happened.
No, they haven't, actually.
They opened here.
The Game in San Francisco?
- Nicholas, how are you? - James, good evening.
- Good evening, sir. - You have new members?
I believe so, sir.
- Put their next round on me. - Gotcha, sir.
No, no, no, no, no.
Last time I played Pebble,
I swore I'd never pick up another club again!
Speaking of games...
I couldn't help but overhear you talking about CRS.
The reason I mention it is,
You did? Kudos!
- So yours hasn't started yet? - Not yet.
What is it?
The eternal question.
I envy you.
I wish I could do it for the first time all over again.
Here's to... new experiences.
If you'll excuse me, I gotta go.
Night, Ted.
- Nicholas. - Nice to meet you.
- So you played recently? - About a year ago.
I was working in Los Angeles.
I hear the London office is very good too.
Sounds like a lot of fantasy role-playing nonsense though.
You wanna know what it is? What it's all about?
John, Chapter 9, Verse 25.
I haven't been to Sunday school in a long time.
"Whereas once I was blind, now I can see".
Goodnight, Nicholas.
Best of luck.
Goodnight.
If the Baer/Grant meeting is not held tomorrow...
it may as well not be held at all.
When Mr. Van Orton boards his plane on the morrow,
he will have every agreement and addendum,
So you'll miss another opera you'd sleep through anyway.
We can show our client
how well we will rise to his exhilarating challenge.
Yes.
Nicholas Van Orton?
Who is this?
This is Cynthia from CRS.
How'd you get this number?
We've finished processing your application.
I'm in a meeting...
I'm afraid it was rejected.
I beg your pardon?
You shouldn't feel this reflects negatively on you.
- This is ridiculous... - Thank you for thinking of CRS.
Anything wrong?
No... No, nothing.
This is Conrad. Leave a message.
Connie, it's Nicholas. Call me when you get in.
Regarding your birthday present.
Things are a little crazy right now.
I don't know if I can fit it in my schedule.
But we'll talk about it at dinner tomorrow.
Hello?
The resulting rise in unemployment
and decline in viable small businesses.
Republican leaders argue its passage would be the stimulant
a sluggish economy needs.
No-one has expressed an opinion
as to how it will impact the pampered existence
of Nicholas Van Orton.
Democrats and Republicans seem to agree
that most Americans have serious doubts about the economy.
A recent poll suggests
57% of American workers believe there is a chance
they will be unemployed within 5-7 years.
What does that matter
to a bloated, millionaire fat-cat like you?
In other news, stock markets rose domestically and abroad
after the announcement of strong earnings
that Nicholas Van Orton had sneezed.
Are you gonna spend all evening
prying at that clown's mouth?
I don't...
What is this?
This is your game, Nicholas, and welcome to it.
You'll never know where you'll find them
or how you need to use them.
So keep your eyes open.
How do you...? You can see me?
How does this work?
There's a tiny camera looking at you.
That's impossible.
You're right. Impossible.
You're having a conversation with your television.
It's miniaturized.
Do you know how dangerous that is?
Mr. Van Orton?
And in domestic news...
Yes, Ilsa, what is it?
- Is everything all right? - Fine...
Petroleum processing plant...
Fine.
I've finished for the evening. Do you need anything?
- No, thank you. Goodnight. - Goodnight, then.
Several workers were injured...
- Who's that? - Never mind.
Wanna know how a camera got into your home?
Yes, I would.
Cold.
Colder.
Warm.
Warmer!
Write this number down.
It's a 24-hour Consumer Recreation Services Hotline.
For emergencies only.
That is the object of The Game.
Good luck, and congratulations on choosing CRS.
threatened to have the American Ambassador expelled.
US State Department responded quickly with an apology
and an announcement of the Ambassador's removal.
Buddy, spare a little change?
Help me out here.
Please hang up and try again.
May I help you?
What is it?
What?
Thank you.
Buddy?
Can you help me out?
I need some toilet paper. I ran out.
Just go into the next stall.
Come on, help me out.
Hello?
Didn't expect to see you here.
I wanted to wish you luck.
Been up all night?
I checked it. Personally.
I appreciate that, Sam. Go and get some sleep.
Nice shirt!
Don't ask!
Ciao!
you step foot in these offices,
it's to ask me to step down.
You promised to meet the projections, Anson.
$1.60 a share is what you said.
I don't think this visit comes as a surprise.
Projections were too optimistic.
Admittedly, yes.
Our EPS was 1.50 last quarter. Up 8 cents per share.
The expectations were 10. They meant everything.
You'll hold me to it over pennies?
My stock is falling, I don't know about yours.
Those "pennies" are costing millions.
Give me next quarter.
If you still feel this way, vote your shares.
Today is what counts, Anson.
No.
You... intractable son of a bitch.
If your father could see you now.
What?
Your father was a friend, damn it! I watched you grow up.
I should let you throw my money away?
- I was... - I'm not finished.
You misspoke before when you said you're stepping down.
I am firing you.
Action is taken, confidence is restored.
The stock goes up.
Well, there's no Baer/Grant Publishing...
No Baer/Grant Publishing... without...Anson Baer.
Where's Stewart Grant?
Probably out there sailing, enjoying his golden years
wondering where the hell you are, Anson.
I'm sorry.
You failed.
Your severance package is more than equitable.
Valid until...this evening.
I could fight you on this.
If I leave without your signature,
this agreement begins to disintegrate.
Benefits shrink, options narrow,
and your compensation will be shriveled.
It's in your best interest, Anson, to...
Well, I guess this is your lucky day.
My lawyers will be in touch with you.
Has Conrad Van Orton left a message?
- I'll check right away. - Thank you.
Excuse me! I'm so sorry.
Here.
Please, don't do that.
I wasn't even looking. I'm having a bad day.
A bad month. You did the same thing last week.
Here.
Don't. Get me some napkins and soda water.
Looks like the cleaning bill's gonna be more than the suit.
I don't think so.
It was an accident, sir.
- Terrific. - I said I was sorry.
Asshole...
Christine! Mr. Van Orton is a valued customer.
Then you kiss his ass.
Don't talk to me like that.
I apologised. What d'you want?
- Clean out your locker. - What?
I'm terribly sorry, Mr. Van Orton.
It'll be fine.
I'll fetch your waiter.
Cheque, sir.
Fuck you and your vichyssoise...
Miss?
- Pardon me... - Oh, great. It's you.
I don't know how this works, but do you have something for me?
I received this note...
What are you babbling about, psycho?
I need to know what's going on.
I'm going on my second job this month.
Now looks like I'm going on unemployment.
Maybe I should try to explain.
Don't explain. Just fuck off.
Son of a bitch!
I am... I'm trying to.. I'm apologizing...
Jesus, what is this?
- What's with him? - I dunno. He fell down.
Can you hear me? Know what to do?
I don't even know if he's breathing.
Move your head.
Don't stand there. Get help.
Hey... It's OK.
We're gonna get help.
How do we know he's real?.
Holy God!
He's turning blue!
Police! Police!
You have to fill these forms out.
I don't know this man.
Here. What d'you need?
I have to detain you.
- Detain me? - Report's gotta be filled out.
She can do the report.
Ride with your wife to the hospital.
- The hospital? - Two blocks away.
She's not my wife.
This is insane.
Ten minutes ago, I'm out to enjoy
a quiet little dinner. I receive this note.
- He's breathing, isn't he? - Yes.
Is the siren necessary?
Thanks.
Let's talk to someone who can get this over with.
Hang on.
They need your driver's licence number.
You've got to be kidding.
What is happening here?
I was trying to explain this. This is a game.
- A what? - It's a company.
They plan elaborate pranks. Things like this.
What are you talking about?
The lights went out. 100 people ran away.
So the guy who pissed himself and turned blue was...?
Sorry about that.
You should be.
Why are they involving you?
There's gotta be a flashlight.
Oh, great.
I thought he was dying. I gave him mouth-to-mouth.
I’ll see you around.
How do you know that's the way?
I don't.
You'd better hide.
- Lobby? - Right.
out of the mouth of this...wooden clown.
Never mind.
I don't like this.
There's no signal.
How much is a "trapped in the elevator" adventure?
Don't even think about it.
- Why not? - Read what the sign says.
- "Use emergency..." - Phone...
If there was one.
"And wait for help".
Let's just wait for help.
This is not an attempt to be gallant.
If I don't lift you, how will you get up there?
You'll pull me up.
It's easier my way.
- No. - Oh, please.
I'm not wearing any underwear.
OK. There, I said it.
OK...
We can use this like a ladder.
My hero! Let's go.
I don't think so.
Thank you.
My briefcase!
I'll wait.
It's not as if anybody could open it.
- Wait a minute. This is CRS! - What's CRS?
This is their building.
We'll wait for Security to come and we'll just explain.
Wait. Wait for me.
We don't wanna draw any attention.
Just out for a stroll.
Run.
We can't fit down there!
Are you trying to ditch me?
You're a grown man. I'm not responsible...
I'm not the one who started running.
I didn't start this.
- Get up there! - I'm going!
Here.
Climb! Climb!
So where's your modesty around attack dogs?
Shit!
Shut up! Stupid fucking dogs!
Let me guess. I go first.
There goes a thousand dollars.
Your shoes cost a thousand dollars?
That one did.
Here.
Watch out for nails and rats.
What?
There should be a fire escape.
That's classic.
Why me?
Who are you?
Nicholas Van Orton.
What are you, a tsar or something?
I think, if we drop from here,
the garbage'll break our fall. - I think not.
Be careful!
What the fuck are you looking at?
Oh... Shit!
Table for two, please.
Where are we going?
That tall bright building? Near there.
Everything OK, miss?
Yeah. How are you doing?
San Francisco's finest.
Is there someplace I could throw this?
There's a wastebasket beside the desk.
I think I have a fresh sweatshirt for you somewhere.
That'd be great.
You've never even asked me my name.
The maitre d' said your name was Christine.
Oh. Right.
I'll call you a cab.
You got a shower in your office?
Yeah.
Are you an athlete or something?
No, I'm an investment banker.
No.
Is there a towel I could use?
Yeah. It's behind the door.
- I'll just be a second. - No problem.
I know the owner of the City Club.
I'd be happy to give him a call.
Don't. It was a shitty job anyway.
I have a confession to make.
Someone gave me 400 bucks
to spill drinks on you as a practical joke.
Really? And what'd they say?
I think I said, "The attractive guy in the grey flannel suit?"
Mr. Van Orton?
I was afraid you weren't gonna make it back.
Thank you.
- Hello. - Mr. Van Orton? It's Maria.
I thought I should call.
What time is it?
It's 11 o'clock. I rescheduled your meeting.
No, I'll be there in an hour.
I left my briefcase at 1019 Montgomery Street.
Could you check with Lost and Found?
Anson Baer's at the Carlton. He's requesting dinner.
We’ll see about that.
And the Hotel Nikko called.
They have your American Express Card.
You left it there last night. Should I send?
- No. Just give me the number. - 555-1111.
I'll call you back.
Good morning. Hotel Nikko.
This is Nicholas Van Orton. You have my Amex card?
Has he?
And a young woman phoned to say she's en route.
Did the young woman leave her name?
I'm sure I don't know.
Of course you don't. Thank you.
Sorry. My fault.
Ah, Mr. Van Orton. Welcome back. Here we go.
Have we met?
I believe so.
If you'll just sign this signature card.
Thank you.
My key?
Don't I get a key?
Didn't I give you one last night?
No, I don't think so.
Cute. Very cute.
This way, sir.
Have a nice day.
Housekeeping.
Could you come back a little later?
Shit!
Thank you, sir.
Where the fuck is he?
- Jesus! - Why are you following me?
Is Anson Baer The Game? Is that what this is about?
Buddy, just back off, huh?
What?
Oh, that's cute, that's really cute.
I suppose The Game uses real bullets.
Jesus! Rotten...!
I'm a private investigator.
Somebody hired me to keep tabs on you.
Who hired you?
Maria, have Sutherland meet me at the Carlton.
- What's happened? - Follow me, Sam.
Nicholas! This is unexpected.
Do you think that because you publish children's books,
people are gonna care about my reputation?
The only thing they care about is the stock!
And whether that stock is up or down!
- Daddy? - It's all right.
And the fact that you bring Conrad
into this juvenile game... is unconscionable.
Meet my attorney, Samuel Sutherland.
The two of you have something to talk about.
Oh, we met this morning.
I accepted your settlement, Nicholas.
You were right. I'm going sailing.
You are welcome to join our luncheon.
Maybe we can straighten this out.
You remember my wife, Mary Carol,
and my daughter-in-law, Kayleigh?
Please accept my...
misguided uh...
- How concerned should I be? - It was a misunderstanding.
It looks a lot like you.
You should see what they do with the nightly news.
What?
- Can I ask a favor? - You know you can.
Find out about a company called Consumer Recreation Services.
Sounds like they make tennis rackets.
What do you know?
Wait a minute. They gave me a waiver.
- What is this? - A waiv...
Well, it's... I don't believe it.
- It's invisible ink. - You're joking.
Are you OK?
Tell me not to worry.
You don't have to worry. I promise.
OK.
I'll call you later.
Right. OK. Right.
Maria, the other night... last night...
I got a taxi for a young woman named Christine.
- What's the company we use? - United.
- What? - United Taxi Company.
Call United, find out who the driver was
and where they took her.
Ilsa?
Oh, shit!
I have a gun!
You fuckers!
Ilsa?
- Ilsa! - Mr. Van Orton?
- You all right? - What d'you mean?
- You haven't seen the house? - What's wrong?
There's been a break-in. Lock your door.
Be careful!
Emergency.
Police. There's been a break-in in my house.
Stay on the line and give me your address.
2210 Broadway. The biggest house on the street.
You said it was a break-in?
Yes, a break-in.
Are you sure they're gone?
What?
Are you sure there's not still someone in the house?
I don't...
- Nickie! - Sir, are you still there?
Meet me at your car!
What happened?
- Conrad, where are we going? - Just wait.
What are you doing?
If I can't trust room service I can't trust the fucking car!
- Who? - CRS! Who do you think?
When I think what I almost got you into!
Calm down. Take a breath.
They won't stop, Nick.
I gave them their fucking money!
- They won't leave me alone! - What are they doing?
I'm a human piata!
I dunno. I paid 'em more to make it stop!
They did this!
- It's a flat tyre. - How do you know?
Get a grip! We'll figure it out.
OK.
The phone doesn't work. I can't get a signal.
Really?
- Can you change a tire? - No. Can't you?
We shouldn't be out in the open.
Hit the Tele-Track. It's in the glove compartment.
- You're with them. - What?
You're part of this.
Whose are these?
Somebody put 'em in the car!
- You're behind the whole thing. - You brought them to me!
Listen to yourself!
You're not gonna control this conversation!
Why would I do what you're describing?
- You resent me! - Stop being emotional.
Lower your voice!
Afraid somebody's gonna witness a scene?
Get back in your fucking house!
I'm calling the cops.
What is wrong with you?
I'm sorry I didn't live up to expectations!
Bullshit!
I'll never be you. I don't wanna be you!
- There you go again. - I'm your brother!
Pushing the responsibility on me.
For Christ's sake, I'm your brother!
All I tried to do was help you.
I don't want your help. Nobody asked you to play Dad!
You don't say that! Did I have a choice?
What?
I don't want your help. Nobody asked you to play Dad.
Did I have a choice?
Taxi!
2210 Broadway.
Buddy, you missed the turn.
Did you hear me?
You missed the turn...
Oh, no!
No, no. Stop the car!
Stop the car!
Thank you.
Open the door.
Unlock the door!
Open the goddamn door!
Listen... I... am a very wealthy man...
And whatever they're paying you...
I'll double it!
Jesus Christ!
No!
It's a game. It's a game.
Here they are.
Detective, I'm Sam Sutherland.
Tim Foley.
OK, management for the building
The County Recorder has no listing
for a Consumer Recreation Service.
They'll pull the plates.
Have you spoken to your brother?
He hasn't called me back yet.
What about the house?
The graffiti was an oil-based marine marking solution,
illegal in the States.
Not impossible to trace but it'll take time.
The photo, the gun, the clown, the ambulance...
It's all pending.
Breaking and entering, we got solid.
Malicious mischief, vandalism, harassment, but that's all.
Illegal surveillance, reckless endangerment...
Attempted murder.
Except you said you hired these guys.
That's irrelevant.
We have tell you what we've got. We don't have a motive.
What was my father like, Ilsa?
- Why do you ask? - I don't know.
All the time I've known you, you've never asked about him.
I guess he was on my mind.
Your mother loved your father very much.
I think he just worked too hard.
Was he...morose? I mean...
What I remember most was that his manner was so...slight.
You could spend time in a room and not know he'd been there.
No, what I mean is before he...
What happened? No.
Nobody expected it.
I wonder how much of him there is in me.
Not much, I think.
Was Mother worried about him?
- Yes. - It's Maria.
I found that address from United Taxis.
Give it to me.
Who are you?
Christine. Is she here?
She's sleeping.
Amy, who is it?
What are you doin' here?
Can we talk?
Sure.
Didn't think I'd ever see you again.
What can you tell me about these?
Is this you?
- Where did you get them? - My hotel room.
Wasn't my hotel room.
Are you telling me this is not you?
What makes you... think this is me?
Well, the bra. The red bra.
I thought that...
Can I sit down for a minute?
Sure.
Are you all right?
You're not, are you?
Is it this contest you're in still or...?
I'm being a nuisance. I should go.
It's OK, we can talk. I'll put some clothes on.
Do you have an aspirin there?
- Want something to drink? - Is this you?
Yeah. That's First Communion.
- Show it to me. - What's wrong?
Take the picture out and show it to me.
All right.
They're watching.
What?
Not here. They can see.
The...smoke detector.
What d'you say?
Let's go for a drive or something.
No, no, no. I am goddamned tired of this.
We'll go for a drink...
Who do you people think you are?
- Come out of there! - Nicholas, please.
Now you've done it.
- Shit! - So what are they gonna do?
Get away from the window.
What the...?
- What is this? - Wake up. It's a fucking con!
Get in!
You all right? Hold on.
Get out of the car.
I could've handed you to them...
Get out of the goddamn car!
No-one else is gonna tell you what's goin' on!
Wanna know? If I'm gone, you never will.
- Who are "they"? - I'm just an employee.
- Then what good are you? - I know things.
- Your brother's in on it. - That's a lie.
I was your waitress on your birthday.
Connie told you about CRS that day.
Seen me in there before? Sorry.
It wasn't his fault. He thought it was a way out.
- They fleeced him real good. - How did they get to him?
They did the same thing to him they did to you.
- What are you talking about? - Checked your accounts?
In your office, I got the number to your private modem.
That gave CRS access to your computer.
- You gave 'em everything else. - When?
You took their tests. Handwriting, psych-info.
They used it to figure out your passwords.
And Feingold - the guy who signed you up -
Overseas Operator, please.
Why else are they willing to shoot at us?
Allgemeine Bank, Zurich, Switzerland.
Alive or dead's the same. As long as you disappear.
Guten Tag.
Englisch, bitte.
Ja. Can I have your password?
Yes. Blue-two-backslash,
nine-six-nine-zero,
"D" as in David.
That's right.
The balance?
- That's impossible. - They already got it.
They got everything.
You've reached the Sutherlands. Please leave a message.
As you get this message, Sam, I've checked them all.
I don't know how, but they have drained my accounts.
They're trying to kill me. Call the cops.
I know how this sounds, but call me on my cellular.
And you be careful.
He cut your card in half, so...my treat.
You take two sugars, right?
Never mind.
My name's not Christine. It's not my real name.
Who fucking cares?
It is just money. You should be glad you're alive.
I'd rather not talk about it right now.
All I mean is, someone like you...
How many times have you done this?
- What? - These scams. How many?
Lots.
Whatever nickel-dime bullshit you pulled before,
this is more than just me.
This is pension plans, payrolls...
This is six hundred million dollars.
Yes?
It's Sam. I got your message.
I was disturbed, to say the least.
What are we gonna do?
Your funds are intact. Nothing's been touched.
I checked on them myself.
- Who is it? - I made the calls!
Nothing's changed.
Not one cent is unaccounted for.
Who is it?
My attorney says that nothing is missing.
He's in on it.
I don't know what's happening but stay where you are...
Sutherland's in on it.
I have another call. Give me your precise location.
We've gotta get out of here.
How did they get to him?
Why did I...?
I wouldn't worry about it.
What do you mean?
It's out of your hands.
Cellular calls can be intercepted.
All those calls you made?
B of A, France, Switzerland...
You were talking to us.
Just filled in the blanks -
access codes, passwords...
Stuff even your lawyer didn't have but...
we have it now, so we're done.
Bye, Nicholas.
Embassy? American Embassy?
- This way, yeah? - Thank you.
Some things have happened... and it's important...
No money, no identification, no passport.
What happened to you?
Where to begin? Um...
- It's complicated. - It always is.
I was on holiday alone and I was robbed by two men...
Robbed?
And what hotel were you staying at?
I um, I don't remember.
Have you gone to the police?
I don't speak Spanish.
As for money, can I make a suggestion?
You say you were mugged?
And they didn't take that watch?
Watch like that must be worth at least $200.
A man with a watch like that
doesn't necessarily have a passport problem
Excuse me...
Could I have your attention, please?
Thank you.
Anybody here going to San Francisco?
I've got 18 dollars and...
70, 78 cents.
For a ride to San Francisco.
Anybody?
- Keep the change. - Thanks.
Conrad Van Orton. Could you ring his room, please?
One moment, please.
Is there a problem?
You're here for Conrad Van Orton?
- I'm the hotel manager. - Where's my brother?
Will you come with me, sir?
Is there trouble?
Sir, this is a private matter for you.
There were some complaints by other guests.
Damage to his room.
We tried to accommodate his behavior.
His behavior?
There was an... incident a few days ago.
A nervous breakdown, they said.
The police took him.
They left this address in case anyone came.
It's a hospital in Napa, sir.
I'm terribly sorry.
Elizabeth, I need to borrow your car.
Nickie, what happened to you? I mean...
Look at you!
What happened? I dunno.
I need your car.
Of course, if you need it.
Can't I get you something to eat?
You know that you're the only person I can trust?
Everyone else...
If Sam Sutherland calls, don't tell him you talked to me.
Whatever else happens with these people...
Coffee, English muffin,
and your water.
This bottle is open. Who opened this bottle?
I opened it.
I want an unopened bottle.
I don't want ice. I want just the glass.
Please.
Nickie, talk to me. You're scaring me.
I don't even know what you're saying.
I'm sorry, Liz. Sorry.
I've had some... spare time.
And I wanted to tell you that...
I understand why you left me.
And I know I resented it.
I wanna apologize to you.
For shutting you out... and not being there.
And I hope you can forgive me.
You're tired. You've been on the go for days.
There's nothing to forgive.
Then the pain sets in.
The onset of a migraine headache.
If this sounds all too familiar,
relief is here at last.
No! You bastards!
Taggarene. For nearly a decade,
doctors have prescribed...
How did you find me here?
Taggarene is strong medicine
for headaches, toothaches, muscle fatigue...
He's an actor.
So if you trust your doctor,
trust Taggarene.
He's an actor on television.
Some day I'll explain.
Could I borrow a Yellow Pages?
New Moon Café...
Best in Chinatown.
Get out of the car, fucker.
Open the door and leave it runnin'.
You're making a mistake.
Get the fuck outta the car!
New Moon... Café...
He does commercials...
Know how many customers we have?
- Hundreds, thousands. - He ordered from you.
He went to 1019 Montgomery Street.
Is there anybody here that could help me?
He's an actor,
like one of these people you have up on your...
Where you taking my picture?
We were hoping he could audition today.
He'd be perfect for this part.
Oh, this'll break his heart.
Is there any place we could contact him?
His beeper's here on the table.
He took the kids to the zoo.
- That's sweet. Which zoo? - The one with the white tiger.
Lionel Fisher, I love your work.
OK, please, look... I got my kids.
Get rid of 'em.
All right, guys, snack time.
More snacks. Here - go, go.
Look... it was just a job.
Nothing personal.
I play my part, improvise a little.
It's what I'm good at.
I need to talk to who's in charge.
Nobody knows.
Nobody gets the big picture.
Hey, Tammy, Alex! Cut it out.
Why do they do that?
I need to find out where they are.
Look...they own the whole building.
You work for them, right? You can get me in.
- No, I can't. - Oh, yes, you can.
Tell them the police called.
You gotta speak to somebody.
I'm gonna blow the whistle on them.
There's no fucking whistle.
This is very dangerous.
I don't think you understand.
Right now...
I am... extremely... dangerous.
Michael, guys...
We're leaving.
Well, we're here.
Drive in.
What are you gonna do, anyway?
You won't get your money back.
I don't care about money.
I'm pulling back the curtain.
I wanna meet the Wizard.
Pull in where they won't see you.
Shit! Stay down.
You're not allowed to be here.
They called me back.
He's with me.
You don't need me.
Shut up.
Get in there.
Cuff him to the rail.
What floor?
You're both fucked! They'll miss me!
- Where? - They hired me over the phone.
Where d'you pick up your cheques?
- It was a different floor. - Guess.
This way. Sort of. I dunno.
This is gonna be a surprise.
Oh, fuck!
What are you doing here?
Back from the dead.
Nicholas, you're not about to shoot anyone.
Turn around.
You're gonna come with me.
Everybody down!
Where are we going?
Locked!
Stop!
What do you think you're doing?
You tell me!
Who's behind this? Who did this to me?
What d'you mean? How deluded can you be?
It wasn't personal.
Could've been any asshole with 200 million.
Get on that radio.
Get your boss here. I'm gonna shoot somebody.
They won't do it.
Yes, they will. Get somebody up here
because I'm gonna kill you.
They'll let me die.
You're not in a position to threaten anyone.
- Where'd you get that? - What?
That gun. That... That's not an automatic.
What the fuck are you talking about?
The guard had an automatic!
This is my gun.
We searched the house.
I guess you missed this, didn't you?
We got a real gun up here.
What you doing?
It's fake. It's part of your game.
- Don't you start with me! - Listen to me!
Don't fucking start with me!
- This is all The Game. - Bullshit!
They shot that guy Feingold, Fisher or whatever.
- What d'you see? - I saw them kill him!
What d'you really see this whole time?
Special effects - like in the movies.
Nicholas, listen...
We got a real gun with real bullets!
I'll put it down!
- He's an actor. - You're trying to kill me.
Please put that gun down.
There was always a safety net.
The taxi - there was a diver.
They shot at us with blanks.
- That's not true. - That's what you hired us for.
They're waiting behind that door with champagne.
Please, goddamn it! Conrad!
Conrad's there!
It's your birthday party.
Stop lying!
Let me show you.
Don't you move.
He's got a gun! Get back!
You shot him.
Call an ambulance!
He's dead.
We thought you knew.
How'd you let this get so outta hand?
He...he wouldn't listen to me.
We went through this over and over.
It is your responsibility.
You never let the market take over.
I'm sorry!
I had a walkie-talkie.
I used the walkie-talkie!
We're going to jail.
Oh, God.
We've got him. He's in the bag.
He came in right on target.
Stand by for further medical attention.
Keep everyone back
until we've cleared away the breakaway glass.
Mr. Van Orton, don't open your eyes.
This is breakaway glass but it can still cut you.
We'll just take a look at you.
I'll check your pulse.
Just take it easy.
That was quite a fall.
Heading down in the north elevator.
Repeat - guests heading down in the north elevator.
Happy birthday, Nickie.
What is this?
It's your birthday present.
I had to do something.
You were becoming such an asshole.
Ladies and gentlemen - my brother, Nicholas Van Orton.
Amazing! I just wanted to tell you.
- Great jump. - This is the best ever.
I was to throw you off!
Thanks.
We have to get home.
I just wanted to say goodbye.
Rachel... Sweet dreams.
Thanks, Mel, for coming.
I'm sorry about your car.
I think I left it at the zoo.
No problem.
Happy birthday, Nicholas.
I'll call you. I really will.
Nicholas, I haven't a clue what this is all about,
but your taste in champagne is excellent, as always.
It was a great entrance.
Anson, I want you to know that what happened was...
No, no. Please.
I thank you.
And my wife thanks you.
Thank you for coming.
Thank you, Sam.
What's this?
Oh, this is...
the bill!
The bill?
Keep the pen.
Thank you.
Both.
You wanna split it?
God, please. I'll take you up on that.
Oh, my God!
Thank you, Connie.
What happened to that...
waitress? What was her name?
Christine?
She said something about catching a plane.
I saw her out front trying to hail a cab.
I didn't get a chance to say goodbye.
Thank you...
I never did ask you your name, did l?
No.
It's... Claire.
So, you catching a plane or...
We have a gig next week in Australia, so...
Gonna shear some more sheep?
- Just a walk-on this time. - Well, when you get back...
Maybe we can have some dinner.
You don't know anything about me.
No, I don't.
So, you tell me.
- Well...? - Where you're from.
Originally?
Oklahoma.
Colorado.
I've been doing this way too long.
You know...
would you like to...
have a coffee with me at the airport?