Pray for the Wildcats (1974) - full transcript

He's lucky, Sam could've come
back over the hill and run over him.

The day is still young.

Well...

Do you think we have
enough food, Nancy?

You must be kidding.

Whatever happened to hot dogs
and potato salad?

Krissie, how's the wine doing?

Feels ice cold, Mrs. Summerfield.

Well, I hope it's not too cold.

Warren says it ruins the bouquet.

Mercy, mercy me, we wouldn't
want to do that, would we?



Here they come.

Well, who won?

- Well. it wasn't a race.
- It's always a race.

Here, bossman,
you look like a winner to me.

We seem to be missing
our guest of honor.

There was another hill to climb.

Yeah, tell me about it.

Really, tell me about it.

Well, the food is ready.
Do you want to wait for Sam?

We always wait for Sam.

Well, I guess that settles it.

So how's it going?

Like slow poison.

Maybe wives know how to play
these games, but I can't.



- So lay on the charm!
- I did!

I am. I will.

Well, it looks great, Nancy.

Thank Lila.
It's her party, not mine.

You always seem so tired when
you come back from one of these rides.

Do I?

You know, you don't have
to try to keep up.

With what?

With the others, you know.

Here comes Big Daddy.

- Nancy.
- Are you kidding? He loves it.

Hey!

Thought you guys were behind me.

You're a hard act to follow, Sam.

Anything to eat around here?

Yeah, jump in here
and find out for yourself.

Okay.

Hey.

Watch yourself, ma'am,
I'm right behind ya.

Don't forget to save me
some goodies, huh.

I won't, Mr. Farragut.

Here you go.

Sunday afternoon with a client.

- He say any more about the Baja trip?
- Mm-mm, but he will.

Okay. Here, Krissie,
you sit by me.

Right here. That's a girl.

Hey!

Well, here we are.

Good friends sharing good times
and good food.

But you want to know something?

We're all dyed-in-the-wool phonies here.

We really are. We buy ourselves
these big, chrome-plated bikes

and then we ride around on flat dirt
like we're doing something big.

If this wasn't my day off,
I might disagree with the client on that.

Oh, look around you, Warren.

This country's nothing
but one big parking lot.

There's no bikes,
so there's nothing to slow you down.

Well, we covered
over 50 miles today, Sam.

How about 600 miles?

All the way down Baja, Mexico.

- Oh, come on, Sam.
- Oh, come on, what?

What about all those mountains
and desert and the big--big scenery

you agency boys have been trying
to shove down my throat?

We're talking about an advertising campaign,
not an expedition.

What's better than taking a look
at what you're talking about, hm?

If Paul doesn't want to go,
you can take me, Sam.

You got a deal, honey.

Well, what do you say?

You, me, Paul, Terry,
we take a week off,

straight down the middle
of Baja, huh?

How about it, old buddy?

Who'll mind the store?

That a polite way of saying
you don't want to go?

It's a polite way of saying,

I don't have the time.

Well, I guess...

I guess everybody
has to decide for himself

what he thinks is important.

I thought this was a day off
for the slaves, Sam.

Client or no client,

you don't get your pound of flesh
until Monday morning, 9 a.m.

We here at the Norlan Advertising Agency
think that Baja itself will enhance

the entire corporate image
of Farragut Industries

rather than just
its heavy equipment division.

Here it is, then, the total effect
of what we hope to achieve.

Farragut equipment
will be thrust

into the most punishing,
unforgiving land

to be found anywhere
in the world.

A match of brute strength
between two giants.

As we say in our copy...

The Final Challenge.

I wish I could say it elevates me
right out of this chair.

Would you be more specific?

You're the art director.
What's your opinion?

Mr. Farragut, I'm going to have
to go along with the agency position.

Go along?

I thought you were supposed to be
the maverick around here.

Yes, sir, I consider myself
a creative individual.

Well, let's hear it.

That outfit and that haircut
don't look like agency position to me.

I want some opinions around here,
and I want some opinions

that don't sound like they all
come out of the same mouth.

Well, I proofed up
a few sample ideas...

I'm not interested in typefaces
and graphic treatments

or any of that agency garbage.

I want something that makes me
sit up and look twice.

And I'm still waiting
for that to happen.

You still don't seem to be very specific
about your objections to the campaign.

How specific would you like?

I think it lacks something,
I think it needs work,

I think it stinks.

Excuse me.

Back room.

Uh, yes, he is.

Yeah, certainly.

Excuse me, Mr. Farragut.

Warren, Mr. Norlan
would like to see you.

Now?

He says it's important.

Excuse me, gentlemen,
I have to leave.

Leave? We're just getting started.

Paul can take over, he knows the details
of the campaign as well as I do.

I guess we're gonna have
a chance to find that out.

Boys upstairs in accounting,

seems we always end up dancing
to their music no matter what.

Mm, so it seems.

It's been, uh, three months
since we, uh...

discussed your termination,
Warren, and...

they've been giving me a little pressure
about the corporate credit cards.

Yes, of course,
I'll turn them in immediately.

I've talked them into letting you keep
the country club membership.

- Thank you.
- Until you get situated with something else.

How long do you think that might be?

The Pritchard situation
seems very promising.

We should finalize this week.

I'm very pleased to hear that.

The reason I took you out of the meeting is
I want to make sure that you understand

that the account group must remain
unaware of our little transition.

I know I can depend upon the fact
that the Farragut account

will continue to run smoothly
during this tentative period.

Of necessity, that has a very strong bearing
on our arrangement,

your continued status
with the agency.

I understand.

Oh, by the way, Warren,

you really ought to get rid
of those suits.

Those little narrow lapels
went out with the gray flannels.

Pritchard likes to think
of themselves as a "now" agency.

You gotta get with it,
you know what I mean.

Good? What else can you say?

- Meeting over?
- Well, it's almost time for lunch,

so we thought we'd break early
and wait for you.

- Tell him the deal we made, Paul.
- Deal?

Oh, Sam drives a hard bargain,
almost as hard as he drives that bike of his.

All right, tell him, tell him.

He'll approve the campaign
as long as he can go down to Baja

and personally choose the scenery
we'll use for the ads.

You can't expect a poor client
to make a trip like that all by himself.

Don't know what to expect.

Well, Paul's gonna go,
so is Terry.

- We talked about it.
- Man, I can dig it.

Everybody else can.

I'm sorry,
I still don't have the time.

I guess nobody understands
around here.

Understand what?

The Farragut advertising account

is not a contract stuffed away
in a vault somewhere.

It's me, old buddy.

I'm the Farragut account.

At least we can agree
on one thing, anyway.

Good, good.

Now, the way I see it,
you boys are trying to sell

a million-dollar campaign
to and old country boy like me.

You're gonna have to sell it.

Now let's both think real hard

about how we can do that.

Wait.

Children.

Bye.

One of these days, the girls
are actually gonna get to school on time.

Maybe we should consider
public school.

Then you wouldn't have
to drive so far.

Oh, Warren, you know
we couldn't do that.

They've got all their friends
where they are.

Warren, why did you make
an appointment with Dr. Harris?

Someone's been looking
through my desk.

Well, I'm worried about you,

and if that means looking through
your desk, I'm gonna do it.

My own private guardian angel.

My appointment with Dr. Harris
is nothing but my annual checkup.

- Are you sure?
- Sure.

Warren?

We never seem to have
any time for each other.

See what I mean?

I'll call you if I'm gonna be late.

What about the painter?

What painter?

You promised we could redecorate
the living room.

You remember, I showed you
that al fresco effect in the magazine.

- How much?
- Well, I don't know.

I won't know until he gives me
an estimate.

Can I call him?

Yes, yes, call him.

So, what do you think?

I think it's beautiful.

Terry, could we meet
and have lunch today?

Farragut can dig it, man.

All I gotta do is lay it on him
at the right time.

He's gonna buy
the whole package!

Warren and Paul,
they're fighting it, but no way!

They're just a pair of suits,
cruise directors!

Sam knows I'm the creator,
the main man.

All starts with me.

I thought maybe you could take
the afternoon off like you used to

and we could get some wine
and go to the beach.

Not today, not today.

I bet Sam Farragut would like
to take me to the beach.

- I noticed.
- Yes, I noticed you noticed.

That's all you did: notice.

No time for this scene,
Krissie, no time.

You want me to move out?

Hey, that's your best shot.
Don't waste it.

No, I have a better one.

You wanna hear it?

I'm pregnant.

What?

Just a simple yes or no:
You want me to keep it?

You're wasting my time, Warren.

Do I get a good report?

What's all this business
about a $200,000 policy?

Just thinking about it.

Doctor, there's a call
for Mr. Summerfield on 2.

That would be my office.
I told them I was here.

I'm expecting
an important message.

Thank you.

See me before you go.

Hello?

Linda?

Did Mr. Pritchard call?

His secretary?

Did you make an appointment?

But he must have left a message.

Linda, he wouldn't have gone
to Europe without leaving a...

...a message.

- Is that me?
- Mm-hmm.

Get your message?

Yes, I got it.

Looks good.

See any reason why
I couldn't take a trip?

Where?

To Baja.

On a motorcycle.

Look, Warren, you may be
in pretty good physical shape,

but you're still not a kid.

That's what you said
when I bought the bike.

You didn't listen
to me then either.

About that policy.

Why don't you put through
the report on it?

It seems to me,
about three years ago,

we certified you for $100, 000.

Progress, the mark
of a successful executive.

Not so pretty on the inside, are we?

- Paul?
- Mm-hmm.

Are you really going
on that Baja trip?

Farragut's the client.

Assistant account execs
don't get votes.

If you did get a vote,
would you still go?

Nancy, you know I'm in
a transitional period at the agency.

They're grooming me,
setting me up for more responsibility.

That means a promotion
and more money.

It's a chance to do the things
we used to talk about.

Isn't that what you want?

Is it really important what I want?

Yes, it is important what you want.

Then what I want
is the man I married.

The man you married lived
in an apartment with one closet,

and somehow I don't think
you'd be able to get all your clothes in.

Then I'll get rid of the clothes.

Why don't I believe you?

Why can't we go away, just us?

To Carmel or someplace,
three or four days, a weekend.

If you can go on a motorcycle
to Baja, why can't we go--

Come on, Nancy, stop it.

Carmel or across the street,
it doesn't help.

We carry the same routine
with us wherever we are, right?

I gotta go to work.

It's been grand.

Listen, I told you, when Warren
got me on that Farragut account,

it wasn't gonna be easy.

Farragut isn't an account,
it's a way of life.

Hi, it's me.

You know, Paul's really going
on that stupid motorcycle trip

you've all been talking about.

He'd even go alone if he had to
just to spite me.

You know what that means?

That I'll be here alone
for at least a week.

That's marvelous, we finally get
a chance to be alone together

but you'd still rather run off
to Baja with the boys.

But it did happen.

It was a mistake.

All I can do now is feel sorry
for what we did to Paul and Lila.

Look, it was a bad time to call.

Nancy, I've been fired.

I've lost my job.

Lila doesn't even know about it.

You're--you're busy.

We'll talk later, okay,
but not on the phone.

It doesn't matter.

It's not like we were ever really part
of each other's lives.

This trip to Baja...

It'll make things easier
for everyone.

Hey, guys!

Had 'em made special just for us!

Terry, this one's yours.

Hey, far out! Look at this!

Let's see. Oh, yeah, Warren.

There you are.

Same size as me.

Thank you.

Hey, of all the ways into Mexico,
man, how did you find this one?

Helps us get close
to the action in a hurry.

Mm-hmm.

Hey, listen, while I'm gone,
why don't you, uh,

call some people
and throw a party?

A party needs a reason.

Hey, don't get heavy again.

We haven't settled anything.

About the baby.

Listen, I can't think about it now.

We'll work it out when I get back, okay?

This isn't like you at all.

What isn't?

Oh, changing your mind
at the last minute,

going to Baja to begin with.

It's just not like you, Warren.

Maybe I've been predictable too long.

Since you believe in separate vacations,
I think I'll take mine when you get back.

We can't solve the problem
this way, Nancy.

Get it together, lover.

We can't solve the problem, period.

Hey, not bad. Not bad!

Thomas, get the camera.

Let's have a picture
of the four Wildcats!

Paul!

What's this?

so we can tell you from the tourists.

Let's get together for a picture.

- What about the women?
- Terry.

No thanks.
I never pose at stag parties.

Come on, Paul.

Right here by my bike, come on.

There we are. Go ahead, Thomas.

Do we smile,
or is this one guts?

Let's roll!

Love ya!

Go on, get outta here.

Have a good time!

Pray for the Wildcats.

Come on, let's get it up!

Where the sidewalk ends.

How about that, boys?

Look what we drew!

A little bit of God's country
just for us!

Let's go!

Hey!

So this is Baja?

Yeah, this is Baja.

They say it gets better.

Come on, hop off for drinks.

You boys go ahead.

What's wrong?

Oh, trying to free up
the cable connection to the throttle.

- Is it sticking?
- Something is.

Engine locked wide open
a couple of times.

That could be dangerous.

I'll fix it.

I sure hope so.

We don't need trouble
where we're going.

Let's go.

- All right!
- All right!

That's it!

That's it! That's it!

- Not bad, huh?
- Not bad at all.

- Olé!
- Olé!

Olé, go ahead!

Now you got it!

Go ahead, honey, go ahead.

Watch out, girl, watch out.

Hey, hey!

Olé!

- Look out, now, there, look out!
- Oh, yeah!

Go ahead!

That's it!

All right!

Go ahead, honey, go ahead,
one more!

Olé, Sam!

Save some for me!

Yeah, perfect. Ahh!

Now we're gettin' it on, baby!

Now we're gettin' it on!

Just you and me, baby!

Just you and me.

Hey.

What's he doin'?

- Hey, man!
- Baby.

Let go of her.

Hey!

You think I can't handle you,
you freak?

- Come on, come on!
- Wait a minute, man!

- Sam!
- Hit me, let's go!

- Sam, leave him alone!
- You oughta hit me!

- Sam, you won!
- Hit me!

- Everybody knows it!
- Fight! Come on!

You don't want him
to ruin our trip.

We came down here
to see Baja, didn't we?

Come on, Sam, listen,
let's have a good old time.

Huh, that's what it's
all about, okay?

Yeah, that's what it's all about.

Anybody not havin'
a good old time?

Party, have a good old time!

Yeah, let's---yeah, let's tear 'em up, Sam,
let's tear 'em up.

Yeah, let's tear 'em up!

That's what I like about you,
old buddy.

Always ready to pour
a little oil on the wheels.

That's four double shots
of tequila.

He'll sweat it out.

Warren.

I've been wondering why
you would change your mind.

- About what?
- About taking the trip.

Coming down here.

I found the time to go,
that's all. Why?

Warren, I haven't really
been straight with you.

I know about what happened at the agency.
I know about your talk with Norlan.

Oh.

What is it?

Is it pressure from Farragut?

Probably.

Norlan calls it
a "necessary executive realignment".

You're still the boss.

I've never felt that way
with you, Paul.

Oh, my!

She's awfully young.

I don't think Sam has any age limits.

Great start, huh?

Well, Warren's been going through
one of his moody cycles again.

You know, I really thought
this trip would be good for him,

give him a chance to unwind.

Paul never talks about what happens
with him at the agency.

- Really?
- Even if he was fired,

I probably wouldn't hear about it.

Well, it's a rule in our family.

Warren and I always talk out
any major problem.

I mean, there's nothing held back,
no secrets.

Everybody ought to have a few secrets,
even husbands.

Oh, talking things out,
it's always better.

Lila, you're a rock.

Well, there are times
I don't feel like it,

especially when Warren brings home
that office personality of his.

Nancy, you are not going
to believe this.

Do you know what Warren did to me
the very day before he left?

He made me sit down
and listen to him read his will.

Every word of it.
I almost cried.

- His will?
- Yeah.

I mean, can you imagine it?

Going over a will like he was reading
the stock market report or something.

Well, it was the worst thing
I ever had to do, just sit there

as though nothing were wrong,

as if people talked about dying
all the time.

And Warren, he...

he made it sound like
any other family discussion.

Every detail.

How his estate would be handled,

the trust fund for the girls,
the money that I'd get.

It's not like we were ever really part
of each other's lives.

This trip to Baja...

It'll make things easier
for everyone.

I've let Warren take over all
the money responsibilities for the family,

but he's so dependable,
I never have to worry.

All I have to do is sit there
and listen to his speeches

and nod my head
like a good little girl.

It's a game we play.

But I...I always remind myself,

Warren only wants to make things
easier for me.

This trip to Baja...

It'll make things easier
for everyone.

It'll make things easier for everyone.

...easier for everyone.

It's been, uh, three months

since we discussed
your termination, Warren,

and they've been giving me a little pressure
on the corporate credit cards.

Oh, yes, of course,
I'll turn them in immediately.

I talked them into letting you keep
the country club membership,

until you get situated
with something else.

How long do you think
that might be?

The Pritchard situation
seems very promising.

We should finalize this week.

I'm very pleased to hear that.

What's all this business
about a $200,000 policy?

Just thinking about it.

Do you see any reason why
I couldn't take a trip?

Where?

Baja.

On a motorcycle.

All right!

That's what I call real scenery!

Let's go, Sam.

We could take a vote on that.

Come on, we came to see Baja, right?

Let's go, champ.

Here I am, honey.

Here I come.

Now you got it.

That's it, honey.

Here I come.

Here I come!

Here I come.

Unreal, man.

Unreal.

Man, this whole country,
you know, it's just unreal.

Expect a ride through
Beverly Hills, Terry?

- I tell you, I wasn't expecting this.
- Yeah.

Hey, Warren.

What was that fancy slogan
you were trying to sell me?

The Final Challenge?

Yeah, The Final Challenge.

I'm beginning to think it fits.

Is that...a formal client approval, Sam?

You wouldn't want it that easy.

Well, the closest I can figure,

we're still a hundred miles
from where the highway to La Paz begins.

That's not bad for city boys.

We're not there yet.

No.

Couple days we will be.

Yeah.

Couple days we will be.

Should've stayed down by the coast.

The road turned inland.

What road? You mean that rut
we've been riding along?

Be a lot cooler down by the ocean.

Think I'll ride my bike over
to that mountain over there.

I get up high enough, I'll probably
be able to see the best way to go.

I thought we agreed, Sam.

No solo trips.
We all stick together, right?

It's a rabbit run.

Paul has a point, Sam.

Wanna go with me, old buddy?

No scenic tours.

You boys just relax.

I'll be back in time for supper.

Hey, uh, hey, maybe I'll go with ya.

- I thought you were caved in.
- I am.

Better stay here then.

I don't want to miss anything.

Terry's really hustling to pick up points.

Farragut doesn't give points.

He only takes them away,

one at a time.

Hey, what's wrong?

We're making a detour!

What are we stopping here for?

I forgot something.

Hey! Hot damn!

Hey!

How's it going, old buddy?

Whaddya want?

Whaddya want?

Just a friendly visit, boy.

Truth is, I came to apologize to you

about that little trouble
we had back at the cantina.

I'm ashamed of myself.

Too much tequila, I guess.

I was telling my friend,
I ought to go back and make amends.

Do something right for a change.

No big thing.

Shake on that?

Peace.

That's nice, that's mighty nice.

Well I, I bet you and your girl...
are having a mighty good time

off by yourselves this way.

Yeah, we are.

Looks like you could use a little help,
though.

A little money or something
to get you home safe.

No thanks, we're okay.

Sure would make me feel better.

I can tell you're running
pretty close to the bone.

Just a few extra bucks to buy some gas.

Thing looks like it drinks the stuff.

For sure.

How's a hundred dollars feel to you?

- You puttin' me on?
- No, it's all yours.

Wait a minute.

Nobody gives away bread for nothing
.

Well, uh...if it'd make you feel better,

maybe you could give me something back,
how's that?

Get outta here!

Hey, Sam, let's roll.

Just having a friendly little discussion,
Terry.

It won't be the same
as it was back at the cantina.

I understand you hippies.

That's 'cause I'm a kind of a hippie myself.

I'm a hippie with money.

No old fashioned rules
about what's right and wrong,

just hang loose and let it all happen,
ain't that right?

Take your girlfriend
down there on the beach.

She probably feels the same way.

This week down here with you,

next week somewhere else,
with somebody else.

What difference does it all make?

- Come on, Sam.
- Shut up!

You are twisted, man.

Now, I'm easy to get along with, boy.

How many hundred dollar bills
is it gonna take to do business with you?

Two? Three?

Get out! Just get outta here.

Come on. Come on, hippie.

Come on, hippie.

You crazy or something?

Come on, hippie, let's go!

Let's go.

Come on, come on!

Come on.

Come on, hippie, come on.

Hey Sam---Sam, come on.

Get away from me, you lousy freak!

Darn it! Hey!

Come on!

God!

He just bought himself a long walk home.

Woo!

I may have to go
the rest of this trip on foot.

We were worried about you.

Came from the north, what happened?

From the north?

Yes, you were heading west,
towards the mountains.

Well...

it looks like we're gonna have
to tell 'em the truth, huh, Terry?

We got lost.

We got lost!

Plain lost.

Isn't that right, Terry?

Yeah, that's right, yeah.

We got lost.

I mean, doesn't matter anyway, does it?

Ahh!

I've told you all I know.

He's somewhere in Baja
on a motorcycle trip

with three other men.

They've been gone three days now.

I am trying to save a man's life,
he might already be dead!

You must realize
that a land and air search of Baja

would be a considerable undertaking.

We are prepared to ask the Mexican government
to do this, of course,

providing we can be absolutely certain
that our request is justified,

and that we have exercised
prudent and careful judgment.

Regretfully, I would have to discuss this
matter with a member of the immediate family

before I could initiate any
request to Mexico City.

Perhaps if the man's wife were to call,

someone who might have
a more personal knowledge of the situation.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Whoa!

Buenas tardes, señors.

Captain Guiterrez.

Federal de Mexico.

I will need to have your visitor permits,

- por favor.
- Oh, well, I...

I guess we better give the man
what he wants.

It's his country.

Maxon?

Farragut.

Summerfield.

McIlvain.

I'll keep these.

Excuse me, Captain, they told us
we had to turn in those permits

back at the border.

I'll keep them until they're verified, señor,
a formality.

Palmas Bonitas is beyond the next hill.

You were planning to stop there?

No.

Plan to.

Come on! Cool it! Come on!

Terry? I'm pregnant.

Come on, hippie, let's go, come on!

Just a simple yes or no.

You want me to keep it?

He just bought himself a long walk home.

Come on, kids, come on in here.

Come on in, how you doing, kids?

(speaking Spanish)

I get the idea you don't
greet all the tourists

in the middle of the desert like this,
Captain.

We're investigating an accident.

Americanos.

A young man and woman.

You might have passed them
on the beach below San Felipe.

They were traveling in a kind of van.

Sounds like he's talking about
the two hippies.

We passed their camp a few days ago.
What happened?

This morning, we found the man
about five kilometers from his camp.

He was dead.

Exhaustion, exposure, heat of the sun,
hard to say.

What about the girl?

She was found crawling in the hills,
snake bite in her leg.

She's still alive now,
but who can be sure?

We didn't even stop to talk to 'em.

Ah, but there were motorcycle tracks
around the van.

Couldn't have been us.

Like the man said,
we didn't even stop to say hello.

Hey, what time we pass that hippie camp?

Was about---about noon, wasn't it?

- I don't know.
- Had to be about then.

Boy, those two hippies were sure having
a high old time.

- A high old time, señor?
- Oh yeah.

They was really having some fun.

Grabbing at one another like monkeys.

Both of 'em stark naked.

Stark naked, right on the beach.

You wanna know what I think?

I think those two were stoned out on drugs.

Most hippies usually are, you know.

Perhaps that could explain the radiator.

Radiator?

Yes, it was opened with a hatchet
like somebody wanted to kill it.

Sounds like they were dropping acid to me.

That doesn't make sense, Terry.

Have you ever been on acid?

Dad gum, that's a shame.

I guess we'll never find out what happened
unless the woman lives,

and you say there's a chance she might.

Quien sabe.

But for the moment,
enjoy yourselves in Palmas Bonitas.

The rest? Forget about it.

Tomorrow will come soon enough.

We'll know then.

Well, if you're gonna be around later,
the drinks are on me.

Don't worry, I'll be around.

Let's go.

Hey!

Come on, gang,
come on, gang.

Come on, good dog,
come on, good dog!

He must have been put together
with steel rivets.

One of the nicest guys in the world.

You know, I've been thinking
about those kids on the beach.

Acidheads.

You know, I was gonna
try that one time, acid.

- Come on.
- No, really.

- Huh?
- Well...I'm 44.

It's time to try everything at least once.

Would acid make them disable their van?

Why not?

- Anybody want another beer?
- Yeah.

You lied, didn't you?

When you and Farragut took off together,

you went over to the kids' camp.

What are you talking about?

I'd like to know that myself, Warren.

It's part of the payment plan.

You play Sam's game,
you gotta back him up.

It's the heat, it's gotta be.

Everything he says,
everything he does, you back him up.

Hey, man.

He's like acid.

He makes people do anything.

Hey, it was just like Sam said.

Nothing happened, nothing!

Tell me, did you try and stop him?

Did you really try?

Whatever he says,
whatever he does...

Man, I just don't believe all this.

All right, Warren.

What are we gonna do?

It's very simple.

Either he tells the captain...

or we do.

It's definitely a choice between
Aztec Maize and Imperial Gold.

Well, that narrows it down.

Lulu, could you get the wallpaper too?
Thanks.

Warren'll be coming home on Saturday,

I've gotta get this mess cleaned
up before then

so he doesn't have to
get involved in all this.

- Does he ever get involved?
- He really hates it

when the house is torn up like this.

Man's castle, all that stuff.

- Lila...
- Ugh, that's awful.

Lila?

Lila.

I'm having a thing with Warren.

Did you hear what I said?

Sunset Beige.

Sunset Beige is not bad.

- I just said something to you.
- It's not bad with the chairs.

- I'm having a thing with Warren.
- Of course, I'll have to completely

redo the carpeting!

Yes, I know---I've known
for some time, Nancy.

You've known and you've let it go on?

Well.

Nothing like a little tea-time discussion
to bring it out in the open.

Are you sure you really want this discussion?

Well, don't act so civilized.

Well, what do you want me to do?

You want me to scream at you?

You want me to get a gun and shoot you?

Warren has lost his job.

Warren's been with the agency 15 years.

Lila, do you know what he has gone to do?

He has gone down to Baja to kill himself.

When you told me he read his will,
that's how I knew.

He has gone to commit suicide.

What are you talking about?

There's a man in the federal building
downtown, Mr. Perrins.

Now, he can get the Mexican government
to find him and bring him back

before it's too late,

but the request has to come
from a member of his family.

Nancy!

Go ahead. Say it.

I think I know Warren better
than you do, Nancy.

I think he wouldn't kill himself,
I think...

he's not that kind of man.

Make it Sunset Beige.

That's the real you.

Restrained and gentle.

Ladies and gentlemen.

Now, this little number here
is called a boilermaker.

Boilermaker, comprende? Boilermaker.

You're supposed to make it with bourbon,

but we ain't go no good old bourbon,

so this tequila you boys drink---
tequila, well, well--

that oughta do just fine,
oughta give it a nice little kick.

That's right, a good old kick in the teeth,
huh, Sam?

That's right, old buddy.

Now, watch what happens.

Dunk it...

Argh!

Olé.

- Olé.
- Olé!

Come on, drink up, everybody!

- It's a celebration.
- For what?

The coming of age, man!

Did I tell you guys
I am getting married?

Hey, Sam, did I tell you, man,
I'm getting married!

Capitan, here we go, Capitan.

I mean, it's about time, right?

Give me a blank sheet of paper, man,
and I can make it all happen!

Boilermaker, hey!

All I gotta do is
get the rest of my life straight,

have me some kids,

and start towards getting a little piece
of that American dream!

Olé!

You've got your piece already.

It's just like we could have figured.

No way is Terry gonna say anything.

- He's drunk.
- Hm.

Every man to his own way out.

I've got a better way out.

Warren, wait a minute,
let's talk about it.

Come on.

Gimme a few minutes.

You ever think about giving all this up?

Giving what up?

The agency business.

The rat race,
all the little sellouts back in there.

Little?

Big. Really big.

Where do we go from here, Warren?

Where do nice-looking aging boys
with good taste go?

Tell me. Where?

I don't know.

Warren, listen to me.

I know you wanna go to the captain
on this thing.

You're right, you are right.

But what you've got to understand is,

it's not like back home.

They can put you in jail
for a traffic accident.

We're not talking about traffic accidents.

Well, why are we pushing?

When that girl comes out of it,
the bomb is gonna go off anyway.

Look, if...if we can just get back to
civilization, then we can go to the police,

go to the American consulate.

We tell 'em everything we know.

But then, it's out of our hands.

That's it, isn't it?

Our world.

Whatever happens,
just make sure that it's out of our hands.

You know, we never have
a chance to talk anymore.

I kinda miss that.

Warren, listen.

I know the situation at the agency
has got you uptight,

I know this has got you uptight, but...

there's something else,
because you're not yourself.

What does that...
what does that mean?

There is no "myself."

I'm an actor.

Man of a thousand faces.

One for Farragut,
one for Norland,

one for Lila,
one for the children,

one...one...

There's no "myself" anymore.

There's nothing in the mirror.

Warren...

you want Lila to have to come down here
and try and get you out of jail?

No, I don't want Lila to have to
come down here.

All right.

Then go along with me on this.

Huh?

Cool it till we get back.

Then, soon as you get back
across the border,

you'll tell the police.

You swear it, Paul.

Me, us--we both go to the police.

Huh?

Right, old buddy?

Right, old buddy.

Okay.

I'm going back to the hotel,
you wanna go along?

Uh-uh.

You know, I just thought,
if it hadn't been for all this,

tomorrow woulda been the last day
of the big Baja junket.

The last day.

What's going on?

It's over, Warren,
the girl died last night.

What do you mean it's over?

Nobody to testify, man,

the captain gave us our permits back,
it's over!

Farragut and Terry are off to La Paz,
they got a plane meeting them.

Why didn't you come and get me?

I started to, Warren,
but I found my bike is broken,

I got piston seize or something.

Look, I made a command decision, I mean...

I'm stuck here anyway,
why not let 'em go on?

There's a boat for Guaymas this afternoon,

we can catch it and get outta here.

So what if we leave the bikes behind?

I never liked that Sunday afternoon
gentlemen bikers jazz.

So we go back by ourselves.

And we're all off the hook, right?

No police, no statement.

The girl's dead, Warren,
that changes things.

No it doesn't.

What the hell do we really know anyway?

Terry's the one that's gotta
make a statement.

Look, it's out of our hands.

If you want to go, you go.

I'm out of it.

I'm out of it!

Paul. Paul!

Do you remember
what we talked about last night?

- We talked about a lot of things.
- No, no, I mean about Terry.

You said he got drunk because
that's the way he found his way out.

Something like that.

How much sugar
did you have to put in your gas tank

to find your way out?

What are you gonna do?

Just once, just once...

I wanna get the world back
into my own hands.

We both don't have to go down the tubes.

We already have.

You've got nothing to lose.

You've got nothing to lose!

Everybody knows you had your chance
and you blew it!

It's my chance now!

I can have that account
if I keep Farragut happy!

You've got nothing to lose.

You've go nothing to lose!

Ahh!

Ah.

I didn't think he had it in him.

You're not gonna do it, Sam.
Not this time.

Do what, old buddy?

We're going back
to find that captain.

Terry's got something to tell him.

Tell him what?

Oh, of course, you couldn't have heard.

Terry and I had a little talk last night.

He doesn't work for the agency anymore.

Now he works directly
for Farragut Industries.

He's my new advertising manager.

Oh, congratulations.

Now let's go back.

Even if we find the captain, man,
he's not gonna listen to me.

Let's give him a chance.

You are making this seem
like it's all my fault!

No, no, no, Terry,
we all share this one.

You, me, Paul,
we all get to wallow in the mud.

Terry, maybe you better go on back
to Palmas Bonitas.

I think Warren and I have
a few things to straighten out.

Go on.

You got your back up, don't you?

Think you know something.

Sam, you killed those kids just as surely
as if you'd used the hatchet on them

instead of the van.

Hm. Now.

If I were to speak to Norlan
when I get back,

tell him how unhappy I'd be
if the agency fired you.

Price comes a little higher.

I figured it might.

That's the way it is
with a man like you.

You live by the rules,
you die by the rules.

You know Terry isn't gonna
say anything to the captain

unless you're standing
right there over him.

Don't threaten me, Sam.

I don't have to threaten you.

You were finished already.

See, I know about the job
at the Pritchard Agency

that you didn't get.

I know about the boat you're trying to sell
to pay your debts,

about the $200,000 insurance policy.

Anything else?

About the phony trouble
with the sticky throttle

to make us think
you might have an accident.

You're a suicide package ready made, Warren,

just looking for someplace to happen.

You killed those kids, Sam.

No!

I never got the living room painted.

That's because you were waiting
for me to help.

Hello.

You still want a separate vacation?

No.

I want a divorce.

Warren.

I don't think you'll have
to leave the agency now

- if you don't want to.
- I know.

Does it worry you, Paul,
whether or not I leave the agency?

No. It doesn't worry me.

The names'll be different

and the styles'll be different,
but the wars'll be the same.

What are you talking about?

The Sam Farraguts of the world,
that's what I'm talking about.

And they're all yours, old buddy.

And God help ya.

Man, I coulda gone first class with Farragut.

I'm sorry.

Hey, you know,
I've been thinkin' about it.

The baby?

If you want to keep it, okay.

There isn't any baby, not anymore.