Golden Years (1991) s01e06 Episode Script

What's the word?
It's not good.
Where's the old man's file?
They locked me out of the databank.
I can still get the information.
It's going to take more time.
- That's too bad.
- What are you doing?
- You haven't got more time.
- What are you?
Did you think I was going to kill you?
I can't do that.
It's against regulations.
- Come on.
- Where are we going?
I might have found someone
that'll help find the old man.
Oh, good. That's good, because
I feel real bad that I
I blew this.
- Strike one, Burton.
- What?
Strike one.
I started doing it,
because my wife insisted.
She thought
it would help our marriage.
Only once a week is all we ever did it.
Saturday night.
I didn't really mind,
because I found out I could do it
and think of other things
at the same time.
Data systems, spreadsheets,
projections. Things like that.
But then one night, she said she needed
to do it more than once a week.
- Really?
- Yeah. I'm sorry. I tried.
But I cannot do it
three times a week.
- The last time I did it was church camp.
- Yeah, but
Look, I I feel guilty, but
I'd rather be here
than with her.
If you hate square dancing so much,
why don't you tell her?
- How does it look?
- Should have told me you were coming.
- This is going to take a while.
- How long?
You guys can hang out
in the pilots' room.
I'll let you know when it's ready.
You know, you're right. I hate
square dancing. I've always hated it.
When we get home,
I'm going to tell my wife.
She didn't make you wear spurs, did she?
Of course, God
is the grand watchmaker.
We're all just ticking away here.
Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick.
Tick, tick.
Tick, tick, tick,
tick, tick, tick, tick.
I swear, this used to be bigger.
to bring you this special bulletin.
An earthquake has been reported
in northeastern Illinois.
According to local reports,
it was a minor tremor.
No injuries were reported,
but power in the area was disrupted
- for about 15 minutes.
- Thanks.
And now back to more music
on your favourite radio station.
- Are you sure you're all right?
- Yes, I'm just tired.
- I'm very tired.
- We should get on the bus.
- I want to call Francie.
- There really isn't time. We have to go.
I'm going to call my daughter!
Gina, the more time
we spend standing here,
the more chance there is
of someone spotting us.
We'll be there in an hour. Please.
I'll give you one of my cupcakes.
- All right.
- Yeah.
You hang on. It's only an hour.
Sure this is the right place?
Well, the manager said:
"Look for the Christmas lights."
- God, that offends me.
- What?
People who keep
their Christmas lights up year round.
There ought to be a law against that.
- A law?
- And plastic Christmas trees
There's no accounting for taste, Burton.
Remember that.
Wait in the car.
- But I thought I would
- Wait in the car!
I'll wait in the car.
Scrooge.
Hey, Mr Andrews. How are you doing?
Come on in.
Gentlemen, I want you all to know
how important
this evening's work is to me.
To us all, really.
I'm proud of this team.
You've done an admirable job. Admirable.
I know I've asked a lot from you.
Just as you have asked a lot
from yourselves.
Perhaps that's why I feel so close
to each and every one of you.
As though we were
a family.
Part of the family of scientific man.
I know we've had
our rough moments, but
nothing in this world is accomplished
without human sacrifice.
I think you understand that.
Don't you, Mr Mr
- It's Yaniger, Sir.
- Yeah, well. Yeah.
But when this is all over,
you'll understand.
We really have
accomplished something here.
Gentlemen
I wish you well.
Good luck to us all.
To your stations.
Might fine. Might pretty
I'm hoping to move on to bigger animals.
But they cost more to do.
Unless you just do the head.
That's called
a "head mount" in the trade.
It's coming up in lesson six.
Well, this is all
very, very interesting, Billy.
But I came here,
because I need your help.
- You do?
- Let's sit down.
- Actually, Harlan needs your help.
- He does?
Well, you just name it.
I'd do anything for old Harlan.
That's good, as what we're
discussing here is a serious matter.
- Is he in some kind of trouble?
- No.
He's very sick,
but he doesn't realise it.
- What's he got?
- I don't know.
It's something
with "itis" on the end of it.
- I can't remember those big words.
- Me, either.
I think they use them
just to confuse us.
Yeah. Ain't that the truth.
The doctors want him back very soon.
They want to start treatment right away.
What can I do to help?
We think he's gone to visit relatives.
Did Harlan
ever talk with you about his family?
Sure, all the time.
He even showed me pictures
when he went to visit them.
Would you know their names
or where they might live?
- Billy?
- What?
- Their names. Where they live.
- Who?
Harlan's family.
Let's see
He has two boys and a girl.
- Billy?
- No.
There's Douglas Williams. He lives
It's that city
where they've got the thing.
- What thing?
- The thing. It goes like this.
A big arch?
I think they've got
them big horses there, too.
I think they're called Trivesdales.
- St. Louis.
- That's it.
What about the others?
Well, there's Thomas, who lives in
It's where they've got
this parade every year.
Where they make
them floats out of flowers.
- Pasadena.
- Yeah, that's it.
You're really good
at these cities, Mr Andrews.
- What about the girl?
- She lives in Chicago.
She's got
a seeing eye dog named Whitney.
- She's blind?
- Yep.
- Do you know what her name is?
- Whitney.
No, Billy. The daughter.
What's the daughter's name?
- Billy
- I'm thinking.
What's the daughter's name?
Francesca. Francesca Williams.
Thank you, Billy.
Thank you very much.
Sure. Want to borrow
one of these comics?
No, thanks.
This is Chicago.
Please check the overhead racks.
Be sure
to take all your personal belongings.
We'll wait.
- I thought you said we were in a hurry.
- I'll tell you when.
- What are you looking for?
- A way to get out of here.
- What's the matter with the door?
- Do you see that man?
I'm almost positive he's Shop.
- Excuse me, fellas.
- Yes, Ma'am.
- Do you think you could do me a favour?
- Sure.
Do you see that man
reading the newspaper over there?
Buddy, how you doing?
I'd like to have a talk with you.
Let go of me. Out of the way.
I heard you hit a lady.
How about if I hit you, Bozo?
- Let go of me!
- He's got a gun!
- He's got a gun. Call the police!
- I am the police!
- There's an ID in my pocket.
- Police!
- Hold him.
- Just find out if he is a cop.
All right?
- Let go!
- Hold up. He is. He's a cop, man.
I'm sorry, Sir,
but that lady on the bus
- She said you were a
- The lady on the bus!
Come on, what did you do?
Die on me, or what?
- Hurry! Yes, I'm here.
- I'm sorry I took so long.
But I have the address for you now.
- Burton!
- Francesca Williams.
- Are you absolutely sure it's her?
- It's got to be her.
I've got a medical insurance notation
that says she's blind.
Okay, what's her address?
I should caution you. We're not supposed
to have access to those records.
Would you just give me
the damn address, please?
It's 895 Clerk Street.
Got it.
What's the word?
The word is that Francesca Williams
lives at 895 Clerk Street.
- That's where they're going.
- So are we. Let's go.
Francie? It's your mom. Open up.
- I guess she's at work.
- Do you have that number?
No, she changes jobs a lot.
Will you excuse me?
Keep an eye out, will you?
You're not going to break in here?
After you.
- Where did you learn to do that?
- Graduate school.
Why did you turn off the light?
I don't want anything to look
different. Just in case
You think Francie turns on the light
when she comes in?
- I know she does.
- Fine.
She wants everybody to know that there's
somebody just like them living here.
Besides, it keeps the burglars away.
I'm going to look in the kitchen
and see if there's anything to eat.
Oh, yes.
This certainly is Francie's apartment.
No food.
I'm too tired to eat.
You take the bedroom.
I'll take the couch.
I think I'll wait up for Harlan.
He may not show up tonight.
He's not due until tomorrow.
He'll be here.
What if he got tired
and stopped off someplace?
You need some sleep. We all do.
Well, I'll make myself a cup of tea.
After I've had my tea, I'll go to bed.
- You promise?
- I promise.
Francie likes fresh air at night.
Oh, please, God.
Okay.
Please.
Would you say that again?
I didn't quite understand you.
As of this evening's test run,
we're through level four
and we've achieved 80% power.
Yes.
I need authorisation from Jude Andrews
before we continue.
- So what is the problem?
- He's not here.
So? What's the problem?
We can't continue without his consent.
We'll have to stop at level four.
We're not stopping anything.
Get back to your post, at once.
That is a direct order, Mister.
Will someone assume Mr Yaniger's
position at the control board?
With all due respect, Doctor
None of us really want
to disobey Mr Andrews' orders.
What about my orders? Who do you think
is running this show, anyway?
- Jude Andrews is, Sir.
- Mr Yaniger
Get back to your post or get out!
I don't have time for this.
Please, Doctor.
We're concerned for our personal safety.
This is mutiny. Plain and simple.
- I will see you hang for it.
- I'm following orders.
Set me adrift in the middle
of my most important voyage, will you?
That's not the case.
I can cross the darkness on my own,
thank you very much.
Unassisted.
Unfettered by your petty loyalties
and your treasonous behaviour.
Shove off.
- What?
- You heard me.
Get out!
Now!
Get out. All of you!
Clear this room, at once.
Get out! Get out of my sight.
Your lack of courage disgusts me.
Get out. Out!
You're all a bunch of fraidy cats.
Get out. Out! This is my experiment.
My experiment.
My experiment!
My experiment!
Mine!
If you won't help me,
I'll find somebody who will.
I will proceed,
even if I have to do everything myself.
If you won't help me,
I'll find somebody who will!
Mine!
That's right. 4-0-2-5.
It's collect.
My name?
My name is
I'm sorry. I'll try again later.
What can I get for you, honey?
- Steak and eggs.
- Oh, "steak and eggs."
How would you like your eggs, sweetie?
- Sunny side up.
- "Sunny side up."
- Oh, no.
- What's the matter?
I don't use sugar. I
- I haven't since I was
- Since you were what?
I just stopped using it.
- Let me get you another cup.
- No, that's all right.
You sure?
- It tastes pretty good.
- You like sweet things?
Well, that depends on what it is.
Well, I've got
the best hot cross buns in town.
You interested?
Yeah
Well
Let's see how I feel after the steak.
You save some room.
What the hell's going on?
Oh, no! We're having an earthquake!
Who's there?
I know someone's there.
You'd better speak up.
This is a trained attack dog.
- I'm ready when he is.
- Who Who are you?
- Francie, honey. It's Mama.
- Mom!
- Baby, am I glad to see you.
- What are you doing here?
- I'm sorry we didn't call first.
- Who are you?
Terry Spann, Head of Security
at the plant where your father works.
- Is Dad here?
- Dad's on his way.
What's going on, Mom?
Some people are trying to find
your mother and father.
And I'm trying to stop them
from doing that.
- Are you in some kind of trouble?
- It's hard to explain
I'm not talking to you, lady, but to
my mother. She can speak for herself.
Are you in trouble, Mom?
We haven't done anything wrong,
if that's what you mean.
- But we did steal a car.
- You stole a car?
- Actually, it was a hearse.
- You stole a hearse?
And a police car.
Francie, would you mind if I used
your shower? I smell like a dog.
Well, that's because
you were sleeping in Whitney's bed.
Francie won't mind. You get cleaned up
and I'll fix us all something to eat.
- There is food in this bag, isn't there?
- Yes, Mother.
If anybody knocks on the door,
don't answer it. Come and get me.
- Are you still working the night shift?
- No.
I've been out dancing with Whitney.
Mom, what the hell is going on?
- Who is that woman?
- She's a friend.
- Are you sure?
- I trust her.
- Mom, you and Dad trust everybody.
- Not anymore.
Let's start at the top.
Why are there people after you?
Well, it's hard to explain.
Try, Mom. I'm not very good at charades.
Well, it's complicated.
Every time I talk about it,
it sounds so crazy.
What's that mean?
We'd better wait
until your father comes.
Do you have an apron somewhere?
That's him.
Mr Andrews, I can't tell you
how much we're looking forward
- Where's the car?
- Outside.
- Do you know where this is?
- Yes, Sir.
- How far?
- About 40 minutes, I'd say.
You get us there in half an hour.
Let's go.
Why don't I just call Falco Plains
and find out who you are?
They're the last people
you should contact.
Then who can I call?
Take my word for it. I'm trying
to help your mother and father.
- Why should I believe you?
- They do.
They'll believe anybody
as long as they act sincere enough.
Nice way to talk about your parents.
My mother and father and I
are very up-front with each other.
More than I can say for you.
- I'm telling you all you need to know.
- Don't patronise me.
I'm not. I'm not, and I do understand
what you must be feeling.
You're shining me and I don't like it.
- I'll call Falco Plains.
- I wish you wouldn't.
I'd like to keep you out of this.
It's for your own protection.
You lie very well. Is it compulsive or
did you have some professional training?
Look, I don't give a rat's arse
what you think about me.
- But no phone calls.
- Give me the phone.
You'd sign your mother's death warrant
and be responsible
for your father disappearing.
- I don't believe that.
- And if they think you know too much,
you'll find yourself a guest
of the US government.
They'll put you in a nice, safe place
for the rest of your life.
- Give me the phone!
- Come on!
Stop it. Stop it, both of you.
Gina, are you all right?
- I'm fine.
- You look pale.
It's the heat in there. I'm fine.
If you two stopped arguing,
I'd feel a lot better.
- Mom, I just wanted to call
- Whatever we do,
it's up to Harlan and me to decide.
Not you. Not Terry.
Whenever he gets here
Whitney!
Find out who it is.
- Who is it?
- Open up, it's your dad.
- Dad!
- Francie.
It's only me.
- Where's your mom?
- She's here. She got in last night.
Glad she's all right.
How are you?
I'm fine. What the hell is going on?
- I'll tell you later.
- Oh, thank God.
- I didn't sleep a wink.
- I told you I'd be here.
Well, Terry.
- How are we doing?
- Pretty good, for now.
I don't think we should push our luck.
We can't stay here.
Well, we're not leaving
until everybody has something to eat.
I'll give her a hand.
- Are you all right, Dad?
- I'm fine, Francie. It's just
Something's happening to me.
Dad, it's your face.
It's everything, Francie.
- It seems I'm getting younger.
- What?
- You're kidding.
- No.
Dad
- It's serious, isn't it?
- It's finally getting through to you.
- That's hopeful.
- Spare me the smart mouth, okay?
Look who's talking.
A blind, female Don Rickles.
Just what the hell do you mean by that?
I mean you have a lousy attitude.
You come in here, dragging my mother.
My father shows up
with his face changed.
It's like touching a stranger.
You tell me that all the cops in Chicago
and government spooks are after him.
And you have the nerve
to bitch about my attitude?
- Just what is your problem?
- Right now, you are.
You and my idiot father.
I should be used to this.
He has been putting his own
weird backspin on things all his life.
Him and his projects.
Him and his big ideas.
His projects and his big ideas
have kept him a janitor all his life.
The only thing he was ever good at
is keeping my mom married to him.
Somebody ought
to wash your mouth with soap.
Oh, just get off your high horse, lady.
What's he gotten her into?
What did he do?
Well, let's see. He was in the bathroom.
Probably planning further degradation
of your mom. There was an explosion.
He got the fire extinguisher
to see if he could help.
And this man This crazy man
hit him and knocked him down.
When Harlan was getting up,
there was another explosion
and he was covered in magic, green dust.
He turned into Peter Pan.
That okay? That make you happy?
Or is he still not a jerk enough
to please you?
- Stop it.
- Okay.
But let me tell you one thing.
Your mother and father
really love each other, Francie.
They'd die for one another.
And for you, too.
And if you miss that,
you really can't see anything.
I love him.
Of course I do.
You just don't know
what it was like to grow up
with Harlan Ethan Williams as a father.
He was always in things.
The Little League,
Boy's Club, the
PAL Fund for the Homeless.
He just never knew how dark the world
could be for a little blind girl.
Then when the protests started and I
I moved to Chicago
- He was angry?
- He was glad!
They both were.
But my father was ecstatic.
He gave you nothing to rebel against.
- Is that what it boils down to?
- Oh
It's never that simple.
In most families,
the boiling point is too high.
I want to apologise, Miss Spann.
I think I had you wrong.
Apology accepted, with thanks.
Part of the problem is me.
I've got this allergy problem.
It goes back to the summer of '68.
- Pigs?
- That's the one.
You don't have to worry
about sneezing around me.
I gave up my snout last week.
My Dad Is he really getting younger?
Yeah, he really is.
Dear God.
- What are you doing?
- I'm packing.
I don't know where you think
you're going, but I'm going with you.
I don't know
how to tell you this, but
You're blind
and there are bad guys after us.
Don't worry about me, Miss Spann.
I've been dealing with both
for a long time.
Call me Terry.
- The plane's Shop.
- How can you tell?
Damned pilot's
taking up two parking places.
That's what autopilot's made for.
- Didn't you know that?
- No. You're kidding, right?
What do you think
those stewardesses are doing up there?
Flying the plane?
- But how can they There's no room.
- It's easy.
- I could show you.
- Excuse me. Who owns that small jet?
- Is there a problem?
- No, I wanted to talk to the pilot.
- I'm the pilot. What is it?
- Your passenger list.
- That's classified information, General.
- Classified, is it?
You know what this is?
That's a pretty persuasive argument
to declassify some information.
Smart boy. Who'd you bring in?
Jude Andrews and an operations officer
by the name of Burton.
They were met by two other agents here.
- That's it?
- That's it.
Could you get that thing
out of my face please?
If he moves, shoot him.
What?
Great. Just great.
- Are they locals?
- Chicago's finest.
We haven't got time for this.
We can put them in here for now.
Give me the keys.
Shouldn't Shouldn't we tie them up?
I don't think
they're going to try and get away.
I'll be back in a couple of hours.
If I'm not back by then,
get in the plane.
There are guns in the back seat.
I suggest you arm yourself.
And then what?
I'll call you on the jet's airphonelobby
and let you know what to do.
Don't worry about it, Major.
We'll win this one.
We have a lot of good players
on our team.
- And they've got Jude Andrews.
- Yeah.
- Where did you get this? Disneyland?
- Washington. DSA. Can't you read?
A real joker, huh? A real wise guy, huh?
I haven't got time
for this Joe Friday routine.
You try that again
and I'll drag your butt
to Michigan Avenue Station, face down.
Don't move!
- Officer, we're on a national mission
- You shut up, too!
Look, all I know is you were speeding.
You've got a cache of illegal weapons.
And you've got an ID
from someplace I've never heard of.
If you ever read more than a comic book,
you might learn something.
- Don't push your luck, butt-head.
- All right. Let them go.
They're who they say they are.
All right.
Sorry for the mix-up, gentlemen.
You're free to go.
Hey. No hard feelings, huh?
If your superiors
had let us know you were in town,
this could have been avoided.
If you weren't such a schmuck,
this could have been avoided.
If you want to swear out a complaint,
be my guest.
I don't know why you're bothering,
Mother.
Habit, I guess.
Can't leave a dirty kitchen.
We're leaving
as soon as Francie's packed.
Why is she packing?
She wants to come with us.
Well, I hope you told her "no".
You don't tell Francie anything.
Thought you'd have learned that by now.
It's all going to work out, Gina.
You'll see.
Yes. We've had a good life.
We've raised three good children.
I couldn't ask for more.
Would you stop talking like it's over?
Because it's not.
Harlan, I've been thinking
that maybe I ought to stay here.
I'm only going to slow you down.
I'm not going to leave you behind, Gina.
So you can just stop.
Get back. Wait.
Now.
- Who is it?
- Crewes. Open up.
- Louis. Why am I happy to see you?
- Hi, Terry. It's mutual.
- Who is this guy?
- That's General Crewes.
- What are you doing here?
- Just lending a hand, Mrs Williams.
- How'd you find us?
- Doesn't matter. We have to leave now.
Andrews knows you're here.
Surprised he isn't here.
Okay, let's go.
We'll steal a car from the garage.
You don't have to do that.
I've got a car we can use.
- You do?
- Yeah.
If it's there.
It belongs to my neighbour.
She's always losing her keys,
so she gave me a spare set.
You mind if I drive? Let's go.
Get your stuff. We're moving out.
They still up there?
I want to go up alone.
Anybody have any objections?
I want one man in the lobby,
one out here.
I want you two to go with Burton
down underground. Let's go.
Check the stairwell.
- It's the second car from the end.
- Go, go, go, go, go!
Damn it, Whitney. Stop it!
Don't blame him.
I was going to bark myself.
Jude, come in! Jude, come in!
- Jude here.
- They're in the garage.
- We've got them pinned down.
- I'm on my way.
Take the next one.
Harlan. Harlan.
I move up. I cover you. You come to me.
We'll leap-frog all the way to the car.
- You want me to drive?
- If they get me, you'll have the keys.
Move up!
Go!
This is too easy.
Whitney! Whitney!
Whitney! Whitney!
Whitney!
Give it up, Terry. It's over.
I want the old man and I want you.
- Everybody else can go.
- I'll get that son of a bitch.
Francie, listen. Can you make it
to your friend's car in the dark?
What do you mean?
For me it's always dark.
- What will you do?
- Cover me. I'll blow the lights.
Listen to me. Francie first.
Then Harlan, Gina and you.
- I'll follow in the rear.
- Give me your hand, Dad.
Hold your fire!
Very good, Terry. Very smart.
I can still hear you.
I don't have to see you to stop you.
Just hit a leg.
Or maybe a kneecap.
Let's go, man. Go!
Jude!
Get out!
- Stay down!
- Move it!
Damn it!
We flushed them out.
Now we have to run them down.
Cover the city. Bus terminals,
bridges, airport, everything.
It's being done.
I want you to call
the Chicago station chief.
Have him alert
all the blue list agents.
- What's that?
- Hypes. Whores. Ageing hippies.
You'd be surprised
how useful some of them can be.
We have to get rid of this car.
Wait here.
Louis and I will be back in ten minutes.
You give us ten minutes.
If we don't come back,
you're on your own.