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FirebaseAlpha, FirebaseAlpha, this is Go North. Comein.
FirebaseAlpha, this is theSixth at Go North. Comein, please.
This is Bronco One-Niner. I'm doinga fly-byoverFirebaseAlpha.
Goahead, Bronco.
Charliebroke through theperimeterlastnight.
Lots ofKIAs, deadchopper.
Roger, Bronco. Whataboutmedevacs?
Emergencyroutines gostraightahead.
Is Charliestillactive in thearea?
Negative. Idon'tseeanyactivity.
Roger, Bronco. We'llconvergein theair.
I can't see anything.
I can't see.
Frank? Buddy?
Where areyou?
Devereaux!
Frank.
Nice doggie.
Hey, man.
You got to have some salsa on your burrito.
Whatyou want...
mild...
or hot?
Mild, please.
Thereyou 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.
Areyou 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 ofa 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 ofa good deal for both ofus.
You lost a lot ofmoney 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'rejust the kind ofchemist I need.
My last chemist had a little accident.
Yeah. The on-purpose kind.
Created a littlejob opening.
I'm not gonna make that shit foryou, goddamn it!
Designer drugs, boy. Wave ofthe 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 ofa bitch!
Please! Please!
Thebeach isamild85 degrees.
WSHE, the voice ofMiami-- SHErocks.
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 ofhis.
We served in Vietnam together.
Come in, Mr. Parker.
This is Mr. Parker.
He's a friend ofyour 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 doyour allergies good too.
Some coffee, Mr. Parker?
Tea, please.
Later, Mom.
Good-bye, Mr. Parker. Seeyou later.
Nice to meetyou--
Nice to meetyou too, Billy.
Your name is on the memorial.
Yes. I've been there.
I was missing in action.
Thankyou.
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.
- Wereyou expecting someone? - No.
Why?
There's somebody at the door.
You should work up an act, Mr. Parker.
Oh. Thankyou.
Good morning, ma'am. We're looking forWilliam 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 thinkwe're all a little confused.
Oh, boy.
I'm very sorry.
Ofcourse, ifyou gentlemen have a warrant--
Warrant? Ofcourse.
Let me see.
We have a warrant!
What areyou doing to my mom?
- Shit. - This wasn't part ofthe 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 theywant?
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 takeyou to Reno, and that's where we're going.
Come on.
I can walk by myself.
Everything okay here?
Why, yes, thankyou...
Officer.
Come on. We don't want to miss our bus.
This is the finalcall...
for Trans Continental cross-countrybusnumber27.
Finalboardingprocess in lane three.
I get the window seat. You don't need it. You're blind.
You have me there, little prick.
Gotyour girlfriend here, Devereaux.
Hi, Frank.
I brought some ofyour 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 theywant 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.
Sojust 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 buyyou some coffee.
Hey, it's still raining.
A little water never hurt anyone.
Yeah? Well, ifI catch pneumonia, it'll be all your fault.
I'll try and live with the guilt.
A little water never hurt anyone!
Don'tyou 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 ofcandy in the store. Want some?
I knew there was a nice little boy inside ofyou somewhere.
Soyou're a thieftoo, huh?
It fell out ofyour 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 daddyandI became friends inbootcamp.
Ifiguredwe'dbepals forlife.
Hemademelaugh, andIkepthim outofthestockade.
He wasalways clowningaround with explosivesandstuff...
scaring thehell outofeverybody.
Finally, our timein Vietnam was over...
andwe weregonnagohome.
Butrightin themiddle ofourcelebration...
the firebasegothit byamortarattack.
Your dadandI werepicked to take out the enemy.
Theplan was thathe wouldcoverme...
while I wouldgetclose enough to take them out.
We'ddoneitbefore...
but this time...
the otherguys were waiting.
Frank!
Come back!
That's where I lost my sight.
My dad, I mean...
did he do okay orwhat?
Your dad was fine.
Just fine.
We'll be stopping for ten minutes.
Whateveryou 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.
Doyou rememberwhen the Silver State was the place?
Sweet times.
Where did we go wrong?
Bank didn't giveyou the extension, huh?
IfI 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 areyou doin', takin the stuff we're supposed to be sellin'?
- No. I just-- - Shut up, Ed.
Ifyou 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 ofa 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 atyour father's tomorrow.
He doesn't want me.
Come on.
With talent like this?
Any man would love to have a son likeyou.
You think so?
Yeah.
- Did you see that? - We should get one ofthose, 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 areyou?
My name's Annie. I'm a friend ofyour daddy's.
Y'all come on in.
Nick, look out--
Bang.
Kinda hard for a blind man to look out, ain't it, Brother Lyle?
Sure is, BrotherTector.
Lights out.
Hold still, you little shit.
Getyour hands offofhim!
Claude promised me there wasn't gonna be anyviolence.
Shut up, bitch.
MacCready told us to get thejob 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.
Beforeyou do that...
I wantyou to get us out ofhere.
- 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 ofthat.
Want some?
What doyou want me to do?
Crouch down like a frog. Come on.
Putyour hands on the floor.
Slideyour 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 mywound.
I said lick mywound.
Yeah, baby! More!
Hey, Lyle, something's burning, man.
-AndI thinkit'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, ofcourse.
Those two want us for lunch...
but what's really important here is thatyou find your damn cane.
Yes. Let's go.
Thank God you stopped.
We fell offa 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! Moveyour 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.
Onceyou 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 thebasicposture inyoga.
Don'tyou 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 forweeks.
Tryin' to be a good boy, I guess.
Butyou'd think a guywith Frank's brains would know better.
I guess we all got ourweaknesses.
Yes.
Just get Frank out ofthere.
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 getyour dad.
Good-bye, Billy.
Come on.
Hey, man, I wantyou to meet my new wife Mindy, her folks.
Reception's gonna start in ten minutes. Why don'tyoujoin 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 offthe 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.
Wehavea winner.
Wehavea winner in roundone...
ofClaude MacCready's SilverState Million DollarSlotPlay-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.
Thereyou 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 myway, 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!
Ifit ain't the walkin' Chop-o-matic.
Where is Frank Devereaux?
F.O., Errol Flynn.
Doyou 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.
Ifit'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-offguys 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 wheelchair!
The door. Hold it.
Well?
Hello?
- Anybody home? - Nowforour firstdirection.
Colleen.
Areyou 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? Thatyou?
Yeah, MacCready, it's me.
Mr. Devereaux, youreally chap myass...
andI'vehadjustaboutenough.
Where's myson?
He's here.
He's fine.
So's the girl.
Ifyou want to keep 'em that way, you'll just stay there--
- I want to talk tomyson! - Shut up, boy!
I'll cut both theirjugularveins!
- How'll thatbe, huh? - No!
Youknow Winterhaven?
- What? - Winterhaven. Skiresort.
DonnerPass, route 89.
- Yeah. -Justgetuphere...
with the stuff...
at dawn.
It's on the way.
Ifyou 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 thoseyears, man, I thoughtyou were dead.
And it was my fault.
I tried to--
I just couldn't--
My life changed...
but it didn't stop.
Still, part ofme 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 forgiveyou. Move on.''
But, you know, it wasn'tjust foryou.
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!
Doyou see him?
I can't see a thing.
That's where I live.
Here, you sons ofbitches!
Youjust wait a minute.
We cut a deal.
Ifyou ever get that stuffaway 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'tyou drop that cane beforeyou cutyourself.
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 likeyou 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 ofmoney 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 LittleJoe's.
Rain or shine, there's always a line.
- What doyou want to see first? - Alcatraz.
Alcatraz.
Honey, what doyou saywe 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 Continentalbusnumber 14 nowloadingatcurbside.
Uncle Nick!
Wait up!
Where areyou going? We're about to leave.
Bill, you go ahead.
You're coming with!
Go back toyour dad.
But I need you!
Listen.
I'm very, very fond ofyou.
Butyou gotta do me one favor.
Go back toyour dad.
Now, come on.
Come on.
You'll miss the bus.
Uncle Nick!
I need you!
I hateyou!
I'm gonna miss you.
Hi, Dad.