Cry of the Innocent (1980) - full transcript
A Green Beret-veteran businessman investigates the plane crash in Ireland that killed his family.
-I can see you, Daddy.
I still can.
-OK.
Daddy surrenders.
Let me put it this way.
I think in Vietnam the
green's a different color.
OK.
Come on.
Let's get back.
-What are you two doing?
The car's sitting
here half packed.
I just want to get to
this vacation, Donegin.
-Just showing Stevie how we
used to camouflage ourselves
in the Green Berets, that's all.
-Invisible, Ma.
-You're not taking that horrible
uniform to Kerry are you?
Darling, don't be silly.
It was hanging in
the basement when
we went to get the fishing
rods, and he asked.
You can't blame me for that.
-Marry an American, have
spoiled brats, believe you me.
-Oh, really?
Marry an Irish lass and you
get nagged at all the time.
Give me those, David.
Look, Ma.
-Am I on toe?
-You can't be on toe
without toe shoes.
Now, Melody, put the
tutu back in the bag.
I said you could take it.
Honestly, it's going to
be two in the afternoon
before we drive
out the driveway.
-There you go nagging again.
We'll be in Kerry before dark.
-And there are two
cases in the kitchen.
-Look who's carrying them.
Martha.
-Give me those, Martha.
Give this one to Stevie.
It's not too heavy
for you, is it?
-No, it's not heavy.
Martha, take that.
-OK.
Thanks.
-OK.
In you get.
-Nobody can see you at all?
-Nope.
Just like we're invisible.
-I want to see that invisible.
-Well, Come here.
Stevie, Daddy doesn't
do that anymore.
You see, war's mean
and horrible and nasty
and Mommy was probably right.
I shouldn't have
shown it to you.
That thing in Vietnam was
stupid and a big mistake.
So you forget about it, OK?
OK.
-Telephone, Mr. Donegin.
Telephone is ringing.
-Hello, Mr. Donegin.
The main office in
Connecticut just rang.
Well, I know you're
going on holiday.
But I though it would be better
to tell you before you went.
Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.
Look.
I'll take it with
me on the holiday
and I'll try and go through it.
But I don't guarantee
anything, OK?
What?
Oh, we will, believe you me.
Thanks a lot.
See you in a couple of weeks.
I'll get the groceries, honey.
Bring Melody.
-You feel asleep in
the car, darling.
-You sure did.
-Hey.
Big buddy.
Tomorrow morning I'll
make your breakfast.
I'll get a striped bass
about, oh, that big.
-Daddy, I'm going
to be a ballerina.
-I know.
Shhh, go to sleep, Melody.
-Good grief, Melody.
Go to sleep.
-Shh, you, too.
-Are you happy, Steven?
Mm?
-Are you happy?
-Am I happy?
I got a job I like.
I got a lovely family.
I got a lovely home.
Two lovely homes.
Am I happy?
-I wonder if you're
satisfied here in Ireland.
What are you talking about?
-Well, sometimes
I'm afraid you miss
the competition in America.
-Miss that jungle?
Are you kidding?
I;m so glad to be out of
that executive rat race.
Darling, I've fought
enough battles in my time.
Let somebody else do the
fighting from now on.
-I love you.
Do you love me?
Mrs. Donegin, you're the
nicest person I ever met.
You're the dearest
face on this earth.
And I'm the luckiest man alive.
So shut up.
PILOT: Fenway Chemicals
requesting ground control
for permission to take off for
New York via Shannon Island.
-Oh, look at that surf.
Hey, Stevie.
Forgot the gunny sacks.
-What?
-The gunny sacks to put
the fishies in, silly.
Ask Mommy.
They're in the cottage.
-OK.
I'll get them.
-OK.
That's a boy.
Now, remember young people
of Lochland of course.
So he's over here now at
the head of the force.
I met him one day I
was passing the Strand.
But he stopped the whole
thing with a wave of his hand.
[EXPLOSION]
[SCREAM
-(SCREAMING) Oh, my god.
Oh, my god.
-(SCREAMING) Oh, my god.
Ahh.
-There's nothing
left in the cottage
but I found a gentleman's
briefcase in the bedroom.
Should I give it in?
-No, not now, not at this time.
I want to get our friend
here back to Dublin.
Look, put it in the
boot of his own car
and follow on behind us.
-It's Mr. Tooms.
Tell him I got his wire.
Ellis, it's Tooms.
Request where?
Island?
Kerry?
The plan must have
been 10 minutes early.
Otherwise, I can assure you, it
had to go down over open water.
I did not make a mistake.
I never make mistakes,
you know that.
.
Yes Yes, Grossman is with me.
To Dublin?
Yes, sir.
Yes.
We leave right away.
[BAND PLAYING]
-Tom.
-I know it's only routine, Tom.
But it's important.
See, there are six foreign
nationals involved.
-Yes, but this is a
uniform branch job.
I thought it was an accident.
What do you want to pull
me off the clam squad for?
-Well, I thought
you were of an age
when you might be able to
bring a sense of compassion
to those involved.
I don't want to send a
young rookie down there.
Stamping all over
everybody's feelings.
-Oh, well.
If you think you can
trust me with it,
I suppose-- But tell
us what happened?
-Look.
About two days ago
an executive plane
belonging to an
American corporation
called uh Fenway
Chemicals took off
from Rome bound for New York.
It was due to refuel here.
At Shannon.
It came down here.
In Kerry.
On course for Shannon,
just across the coast.
-And what was the
reason for the crash?
-No one seems to know.
Eyewitnesses say it appeared
to blow up in midair.
-Where's the wreckage?
But everything's laid out
for you in a hangar in Kerry.
I want you to go down there.
Take a few notes.
And make a report.
-It's for the record.
Do you mind if I bring Bob
Haggerty along with me?
-What for?
Do you want the per diem?
Ah, no, no, no.
I'll take care of that.
Out of me next pay envelope.
-Buck Haggerty is in
awe of everybody, Tom.
Not just you.
-I know that.
But he's also a
demolitions expert.
Or do you not want me to have
any autonomy in this authority
that you delegated to me?
-Oh, yes.
English.
-Is he?
-Wouldn't you know by the cut of
his clothes, for heaven's sake.
-He looks nervous.
-Does he now?
-My name's Brewster.
James Brewster.
-Uh, huh.
-My grandmother was Irish.
-Ah, yes.
Wasn't everybody's?
I'm Detective Inspector Maloney.
This is Mr. Haggerty,
of the Dublin Police.
-I'm Fenway Chemicals
English lawyer.
This was our plane, I'm afraid.
Of course, you
understand, Inspector, we
must protect our interests in
terms of possible litigation.
-Will I carry out
my job then, Tom?
-Yes you just do that.
Do you know who was on board?
-Robert Leonard, the pilot.
Professor Ferengetti.
And Mr. Romano, his assistant.
They were both Italians.
-Ah, professors.
Is that so?
Yes.
Chemistry.
Theoretical research.
That sort of thing.
We considered him
an absolute genius.
Well of course, he's a great
loss, not only to the company.
-I'm quite sure.
And the six parties?
-That poor family.
Do you happen to know where
Mr. Donegin is just now?
He's gone home to
his place in Dublin.
That's somewhere
just outside Dublin.
Isn't it?
-You left London yesterday.
-Yes.
-Ah, no, no.
You mean three days ago,
just after the crash,
because you were in
Rome, weren't you?
The stickers on your bag there.
-Yes, you're quite right.
Professor Ferengetti
left from Rome.
-And you went to
check with his hotel.
What were you looking for?
-Just being thorough, Inspector.
-Ah, yes.
Just being thorough.
-You found something?
Doesn't make any sense.
It's a timing device.
What's left of it.
No question.
Are you sure there's nothing
here that I should know about?
We're just combing
through the wreckage.
Where will you be staying?
-Shelbourne in Dublin.
Do you happen to know if
there was a found here?
-Excuse me, sir.
I found Mr. Donegin's
briefcase and was instructed
to put it in the
boot of his car.
-No other briefcase?
-No, sir.
-That's too bad.
The professor was
carrying papers.
They aren't irreplaceable.
They though they might
have survived the crash.
Tell me, Inspector, have you
ever solved a case like this
before.
I don't mean to be
rude, but have you
ever worked on a case like this?
[CHURCH BELLS RINGING]
-I'm very sorry for your
trouble, Mr. Donegin.
-Thank you.
I'm Detective Inspector
Tom Maloney, Dublin Police.
-What have the police
got to do with this?
-It's this.
Look I'm really sorry.
I'm really sad that
it has to be me.
And that it has to be this way.
Do you know what this is?
-I've seen a few of them.
We established the device
was in the wing root.
-You're telling me this
wasn't act of, an accident?
Wasn't an act of God?
-No, I'm afraid
it was definitely
an act of man, Mr. Donegin.
You see, I know what happened
and I know how it happened.
But I don't know who
and I don't know why.
And whatever the answers
to these two questions is,
the bomb was planted in Rome.
But the answers to the
questions are outside our--
That's my territory,
Mr. Donegin.
Come on, let me take
you home, Mr. Donegin.
--My darlings.
I've got work to do.
Please will you listen?
believe me, there
was no point in you
trying to get here for it.
That's the reason
I didn't call you.
I'm sorry you had to
hear it like that.
Look, it's a long way
from Corsica to Dublin.
I'll come and see you.
Soon as I can.
Soon as I get free
and then we'll talk.
Hey.
Hey.
Hey.
Cut it out, will you?
Yeah, I love you, too.
Yeah.
Yeah, I've got things to do.
-There's an Englishman.
From London.
A lawyer.
-Who?
He says his name is Brewster.
If you wouldn't mind, could
you spare him a few minutes?
-Yeah.
Thanks, Bonnie.
-Fenway wants you to know that
it's not unfeeling about this.
But something, something
could be worked out,
something reasonable.
Of course, it could never,
ever make up for you,
your terrible loss, just
something to help out.
And whoever was
responsible, obviously
had no connection with Fenway.
-Wait a minute.
Who was, the way you
put it, responsible?
-Who knows that?
I heard it was a bomb.
Well it was, wasn't it?
Fenway, wouldn't, would never
blow up their own plane.
-Well, somebody was
responsible, weren't they?
-Look, I understand a briefcase
was found on the scene.
A briefcase.
-Was the briefcase the
reason for the bomb?
-Oh, no, no, no.
It was nothing as
important as that.
It was just something we'd
like to get back if we could.
To save a little time.
Look, I haven't
the foggiest idea
why anybody would want
to do this to Fenway.
Maybe some demented ex-employee.
The world is full
of sick people.
Could you look in the boot?
I mean in your trunk.
What?
There's no point.
The only case found was mine.
OK?
I'll be at the Shelbourne.
I'll be there a few days.
-Hey.
Sir.
Excuse me.
Hold it a minute.
Excuse me.
Mr. uh,
-Brewster.
-Brewster.
Yeah, I did have a thought.
They put together some things
for me in a box in Kerry
and I've got to go through them.
And if I find anything
I'll get in touch with you.
Where were you staying again?
-At the Shelbourne.
I'll be there a few days.
-Yeah.
I'll be waiting to see if
the police find anything?
Perhaps we can have
a drink together?
And perhaps you wouldn't
mind signing a little paper.
just a little agreement
absolving Fenway of something,
just for the record.
along those lines.
-Well, sure.
We'll talk about it.
I'm a little out
of it right now.
-I'd feel the same
way if I was you.
-Listen, do you know
your way back to Dublin?
-I have to turn right and
go back the way I came.
-I got a better way.
Turn left.
Then you come to this gas
station, uh, petrol station.
And then the first
light, second light,
turn left again, take
you straight into town.
OK?
-Thanks.
I'll try that.
-Hey, Frank.
Steve Donegin.
Hey, listen.
Off the record.
You know, a couple
weeks ago you wanted
to know about somebody's
insurance policy?
And I steered you in
the right direction?
Well, I want to
know the owner of a,
car registration number,
O N I six one three.
It's gotta be a phony?
It couldn't be license
plate like that?
Look at the number
on the engine block?
I haven't got the car.
OK.
I'll fine another way.
Yeah, thanks Frank.
Thanks, buddy.
-It was nice of you to come.
What can I do for you?
First what will you have?
-Nothing right now, thanks.
Listen, I've been
giving a lot of thought
to this business of
signing that document.
-Uh, huh.
Absolving Fenway from
any litigation from me.
-Very helpful of you.
Though, we've now got
evidence that there
was no fault of
our company here.
-Exactly.
OK.
Mr. Brewster, you'll get your
signature here, nevertheless.
Whoever planted that bomb had
a motive of either killing
the professor or
destroying something
else that was in that plane.
Now what do you suppose that
something else could have been?
-If I tell you
everything that I know,
would you sign my
indemnification?
-Here and now.
Well, Professor Ferengetti was
employed by us as a research
chemist and he was carrying a
briefcase containing company
papers, technical materials,
I don't know exactly what.
On the night before
he left Rome,
he lodged in the hotel
safe a duplicate briefcase,
containing, apparently,
duplicate papers.
And when I arrived in Rome,
obviously armed with a power
of attorney, they
handed me the briefcase
and apparently it had
been opened by force.
Although the
contents were intact,
we must presume they
were photographed.
Now when I had them examined
by a resident research chemist,
they turned out to be useless.
-So whoever did it, didn't
get what they came for.
-That's the supposition,
Mr. Donegin.
I'm a solicitor.
I only deal in facts.
-Yeah, OK.
That's the why.
Who's the who?
-Ah, Mr. Brewster.
At last.
I have been searching
all over Dublin for you.
There's a very informative
doorman outside.
He said you might be in here.
May I sit down?
I've come from London,
actually to talk
to you about Fenway Chemicals.
-We're in the middle of
a meeting, Miss Leighton.
-Oh, oh, I'm sorry.
I won't be more
than a few minutes.
It's about that plane that blew
up with Professor on board.
-I'm afraid there's
absolutely nothing that I
could or wish to
talk to you about.
-Well, Mr. Brewster,
you know someone
had to be behind that crash.
It's been in the papers.
The plane was bombed.
What kind of industrial
rivals do you
have with motive
enough to do that.
-I haven't the faintest idea.
Well, tell me, is it
true the plane was
carrying the Ferengetti formula?
-I haven't the faintest idea
what you're talking about.
As far as I know
there's nothing to it.
It could have been terrorists
or a plot of some sort.
Well, why would
terrorists want to blow
up a professor of pharmacology?
-I don't know.
-Well, it is true that
Intent had been making
offers recently
to the professor?
-We have many
rivals in the world
of industrial pharmacology
but I, for one, am not
prepared to talk about it to
you, so if you'll forgive me,
I have nothing more to say.
-OK, Mr. Brewster, OK.
I won't trouble you any more.
-That woman is such a bore.
-Who is she?
-Candia Leighton.
Part-time financial journalist.
Would be investigative reporter.
Which means she has the answers
before she asks the questions.
-Excuse me a minute.
Ms. Leighton.
Excuse me.
My name is Steve Donegin.
It was my family who were
killed in the plane crash.
-Oh, Lord.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
I noticed you staring at me.
-I'm sorry about that too.
It's just incredible.
The way you resemble my wife.
-I don't know what to say.
-Yeah, yeah, anyway.
Something you said in
there interested me.
What's Intent?
-Intent.
International
Enterprise Corporation.
It's a huge conglomerate
of enormous power.
You've never heard of it?
-No.
Why did you mention
them in particular?
Oh, there's been a rumor in
financial circles, recently,
Professor Ferengetti
had made some sort
of a major breakthrough
in the development
of a really new
revolutionary antibiotic.
And Calan Chemicals,
which is owned by Intent
is also working on
the same project.
-This guy Ferengetti
cracked the formula first?
-It's possible.
It is possible.
-Uh, huh.
Listen, thanks you very much.
And excuse me again.
Look, if necessary, can
I get in touch with you?
-Well, I'll only
be here a few days.
I'm staying at
Fitzpatrick's if you want.
Bye.
-OK.
Thank you.
Mr. Brewster.
I'm going to level with you.
I didn't lie to you yesterday.
But I reexamined my
briefcase and it's not mine.
It could be Fenway's.
You, you have it?
-Yeah.
Now, listen.
I, I can't take it to
the house right now.
I've got a ton of things to do.
And I won't be home
until around dawn.
But if you come
around breakfast time,
I'll, uh, I'll give it to you.
See you around.
Hey, buddy.
-Uh, Mr. Donegin.
The serve and protect.
Let me walk you
over to Dublin cabs.
I'll give you a lift in my
car anywhere you want to go.
Never mind about the cab.
-No, thanks.
I'm all right.
Mr. Donegin.
I believe you're in
Kerry for the fishing.
Is that right?
-Yeah.
Ah, yes, that's a
great sport, fishing.
My favorite sport, you
might say, fishing.
-Why don't you say
what you want to say.
-Mr. Brewster was
interested in the briefcase.
I saw the pair of you in
the bar together there.
-Yeah.
-Could I see it sometime?
-It's all burnt up.
-Is that so?
That's a pity.
Why did you ring the
central car registration?
Huh?
-So Frank Pierson put
me into the cops, huh?
-He did, of course.
-All right.
When Brewster left my house,
there was a car following him.
I'm positive.
-Good.
Good.
So I understand.
O N I 6 1 3 A Ford.
I'm having it looked for.
Maybe, maybe I shouldn't
have done that.
-You do as you like.
You wouldn't want to be doing
my job for me by any chance,
would you?
-No you don't need any help.
Because I was thinking,
you see, that you
might be thinking of revenge.
So just uh, watch yourself.
Like a good man.
-Yes, sir.
-And keep in touch with me.
-Yes, sir.
-Couldn't we turn on the light?
-Don't be stupid.
-A light would
draw the neighbors.
-I, I,I stay downstairs?
-Fine.
I'll take upstairs.
[CLINKING]
[GLASS BREAKING]
[CRASHING NOISE]
-What happened?
-Look, somebody left
something on the floor.
-Stupid.
Did you find anything?
-No.
It'll be light soon.
Come on.
Move.
[POLICE SIREN]
-I'm sorry, Mr. Donegin.
But you were asleep
when I came in.
But I though you'd want
me to send for the police.
-You did the right thing.
Thank you.
-Well, first a funeral,
and now burglars.
-Yes, pretty clumsy ones.
-Yeah.
-Lot of breakage.
Anything missing?
-I don't know yet.
Must be a heavy sleeper.
-No, not usually.
But I took a pill.
-Ah, did you?
-Well, glad to see
you alive and well.
All right, boys.
We can leave Mr.
Donegin to himself.
-Morning.
-What's happened here?
-Oh, morning.
I'm OK, but it seems we
have kind of messy burglars.
-Your phone was
constantly engaged
so I took the liberty
of driving over here.
-I found this upstairs, sir.
-Oh, yes.
-May I see it please?
-Uh, yes, we better let
Mr. Brewster see it.
It may be what he's looking for.
I'm not to do a problem o k
It's empty.
-That's the way it was
handed to me after the crash.
-Are you quite certain
that you didn't open it?
-You just broke
the locks yourself.
-That's it.
That's the end of the
Ferengetti formula.
May I have the briefcase?
-Well, strictly speaking
I should keep it.
But if Mr. Donegin
doesn't mind, yeah, sure,
yes, take it with
you to New York.
Maybe it can prove useful.
-I'm sorry.
Would you like a
drink for your trip?
-Oh, no thanks.
I want to catch that 5
o'clock plane to London,
so will you excuse me?
Excuse me.
My dear, she dialed the number.
All you've got to
do is say who I am.
OK.
Thank you.
-Yes?
Well, our policy is not
to reveal information
about-- Yes, well, my
superior said it was all right
if Mr. Donegin positively
identified himself.
Thank you very much.
The car was rented
by a Mr. Tooms.
-Tooms.
-T, double O, M,
S. Jasper Tooms.
-It was charged to a credit
card company, wasn't it?
-Eurotrav.
It's billed to a
corporate account.
Intent.
International
Enterprises Corporation.
-Does it say where
their main office is?
Yes.
It uh, it's London.
22 Lexus Square.
Got it.
Listen, thank you so much.
You've been very kind.
-What are you stopping for?
-Press on, Mr. Besman.
-There's a Mr. Medwin inside
your office, Mr. Donegin.
-Medwin?
OK.
-Hey, hey.
Hey.
Who are you?
Pete Medwin.
New York office.
How you doing, Steve?
Oh, how are you?
Look, everyone's real sick
about this in Connecticut.
New York, too.
-Yeah.
Thanks.
Well, what are you doing here?
-The company is your friend.
They want you to take off.
You know, a healing period.
They want you to come in as
you like, go as you like.
Won't you please?
What if I please put you
back on plane to New York.
Wrong.
You've got it wrong.
Did you know the
company has insurance
on you and your family?
I've go here a check in the
round figure of, You ready?
$150,000.00.
Yeah.
-150,000?
-Cashier's check.
Instant good.
-That employee's policy
is for a hundred thou.
What's the extra
fifty grant for?
-The company cares.
You know what they said to me?
Tell him to go around the world.
And that just didn't
come from nobody.
It came right down
from the tippy top.
-What's the tippy
top, Connecticut?
-Higher.
-Forget it.
-Higher.
-We're the biggest insurance
company in the world.
-There's higher.
What do you care?
-You mean we've been
swallowed by a bigger fish?
-Yeah.
That's who sanctioned
the fifty grand bonus,
on account of the tragedy.
-Who is it?
Who owns it?
Do you know?
-Yeah, I know.
I'm not supposed to, but I know.
Bedroom confident.
My lips are sealed.
-Well, unseal them.
-Intent.
International
Enterprises Corporation.
That's who owns us.
Ever heard of them?
-How did you know I was here?
-I like to keep myself informed.
You know?
By the way, uh, Mr.
Brewster's dead.
-Oh.
-Yeah.
-How?
Well, they found him
at the foot of a cliff.
Head is messed up.
-So, they got him.
-They, who are they?
By the way.
-I don't know.
Yet.
You know, I, I,I, sort
of envy you because you,
you can get away from here and
whenever the fancy takes you.
I'm just an old cop.
I have to stay inside
my own jurisdiction.
But just let give you a tip.
As one fisherman to another.
When you're going after
the big jack pike fish,
just don't draw him out
of his own deep waters
onto your side of the bank.
Where you live.
-Hm.
-Take care of
yourself, won't you.
-Mr. Donegin?
-Hi.
-Hello again.
-My apologies for not
calling ahead of time.
My name's Steve.
-Steve.
Can we sit down and talk?
-Sure.
-Yesterday when we
met at the Shelbourne.
I went back into Brewster.
And he had me half
convinced that you
were uh, some kind of a kook.
Well, he's dead.
-Mr. Brewster?
-Brewster's dead.
-Oh, good Lord.
They'll stop at nothing.
-That's the reason I'm here.
Who is they?
I mean, what's Entent?
I mean, Intent.
Who's behind it?
-Gray Harrison Hunt.
-Never heard of him.
-No, no, few people have.
But he does own and
control that corporation.
And Intent owns and controls
about 400 subsidiaries
scattered throughout
45 countries.
He is very, very powerful.
And I think he's
completely ruthless.
-You sound like you're talking
from personal experience.
-Yes, well you see, I
wrote a book about Intent.
I spent about three years on it.
I think I must know more
about that corporation
than just about anybody does.
-My lord, I wish
I'd read the book.
-It was never published.
Oh, I tried.
It just seemed as if every
publisher in the Western world
backed off.
As soon as they
considered publishing it.
-Backed off?
Financial pressure?
-Hm.
In a way.
Threats of litigation.
I mean it's expensive.
Publishers do have
to make money.
-Listen, would you happen to
have the original manuscript?
-I do.
Could I read it?
I'll read it right
here in the hotel.
-Yeah, sure.
Sure, it's in my room.
Come on up.
I'll give it to you.
-Thank you.
Good lord, Are
you still reading?
It's morning.
-Hm, hm.
-I know you don't believe it.
Nobody does.
-I want to tell you something.
I believe it.
He owns Eurotran, the
credit card company.
-He owns your own
insurance company.
-I found out that yesterday.
Everything that has-- Everything
he touches turns to gold.
How does he do it?
-He steals.
-Huh?
-Industrial espionage.
And then when he's
destroyed something,
it folds, and he swallows it up.
Do you want to hear my theory?
You see, today, the way
you take over the world
is through religion,
or the media.
You can own newspapers, TV
stations, radio stations,
motion picture studios,
you can just about
control the US
government that way.
-Ain't a bad theory.
You're a good looking lady.
With a good sounding theory.
Well now comes my theory.
The only way to whip a
pyramid is to cut the top off.
Then it's got no point.
-That's true.
But you have to find the top.
-Mm.
-Hey.
-What?
-You know what?
Why don't you go to sleep?
Just go to sleep.
Come on.
-Here?
-Yes.
Right here.
Just put your head down.
And put your feet up.
-You serious?
-Uh, huh.
Absolutely.
Then, after you've slept,
we'll take this up again
and I'll buy you breakfast.
-I think I really can.
God, I'm tired.
We've got a deal
about breakfast.
-Yeah.
You're a very decent man,
Steve, you know that?
Just go to sleep.
And I'll stand guard.
-All right.
Let's get down to it.
Where is this fellow?
Gray Harrison Hunt.
-Why do you think
I'm in Ireland?
He's got a thing for horses.
-Race horses?
He owns them?
-Hm, hm.
He owns Rainbow.
-I know Rainbow.
He's a classic horse, isn't he?
-Hm, hm.
-Where is he tonight?
-Rainbow, tonight is
in a stall in Kildare.
And tomorrow, he's going to
run in the Irish Steeplechase
Darby.
He may win it too, I don't
think he'd miss that.
-Kildare.
Right under me very nose.
RACE ANNOUNCER: And here
they come past the stands.
[TRACK ANNOUNCER CALLING THE
RACE OF THE IRISH STEEPLECHASE]
-Right up there.
-Got him.
[TRACK ANNOUNCER ]
RACE ANNOUNCER:
Rainbow is the winner.
He's won for Gray Harrison Hunt.
[APPLAUSE]
-Count.
-Who the blazes are you?
My name's Steve Donegin.
You killed my wife
and two children
when your plane
dropped on my house.
-Oh.
Now I know who you are.
But I had nothing to do with it.
-No?
No, hear me.
I can prove it to you.
What good would it do
to your wife and kids
to take revenge on an
innocent man, Steve Donegin.
And you are Miss
Candia Leighton.
Why, if I'm such a monster
would I allow her to walk about
and say the things
she does about me?
Oh, I'll admit that somebody
was responsible for putting
the bomb on that plane and
for the death of Mr. Brewster
Isn't that right?
Brewster?
Well, damn it, I have to
keep tabs on this thing.
I'm the obvious suspect.
For all I know,
I'm being framed.
And that's the
whole point of it.
I'm just as hard
to find as you are.
Now, look.
I can take you to
where I can prove,
show you proof that I'm
as innocent of all of this
as you are.
Oh, for heaven's sake, man I
know what you've been through.
What you want is vengeance.
Not just random violence.
What was meted out to
your wife and kids.
-All right.
I'll give you a chance.
Show me.
No, Steve, no.
It's a trick.
No trick.
Just a chance to prove that
I'm completely innocent.
-is that your
Helicopter outside?
-Yes.
-All right.
The three of us walk out.
Get aboard and take off.
If there's any interference,
you'll be the first to get it.
Let's go.
Let's go.
[HELICOPTER WHIRRING] You're
going to show me proof.
We didn't come here to listen
to the story of your life.
-I'm sorry.
Uh, you have, I believe,
a notion that uh, I
employ Michael
Tooms, is that right?
-Tooms.
Now we're getting somewhere.
His credit cards was
charged to Intent.
-Hmm.
Is Tooms out there?
Would you send him in, please?
Oh, and, um, tell him to
bring in that book of checks,
will you?
I'm down in your books.
I'm the villain.
Well if, like you, I'd
lost my entire family,
and had my hard work
consistently rejected,
I'd be as liable as you to want
to kill the supposed culprit.
More liable.
Ah, Tooms.
Mr. Donegin, this
is my Mr. Tooms.
He's one of my
ablest accountants.
-It's not him.
It's not the same one.
-A different man?
Tooms, would you
pull out your wallet
and show it to Mr. Donegin.
You have in it do you,
your driving license,
some other form
of identification.
Not, of course,
your Eurotrav card.
And tell Mr. Donegin, would
you what happened to that?
-It was stolen from me
in Paris a month ago.
In a tourist trap.
-A uh Paris police
report's to that effect.
There's a date on it.
-What about Professor
Ferengetti and the formula.
-My dear lady.
Entire Chemical
is one of my own.
It's a fierce competitor.
But we are far too
successful to resort
to blowing up the entire
academic community.
You knew
-About it?
-Are you saying
you didn't want it?
-The formula?
I owned it.
Tooms, would you open
that book of checks
at the pertinent page.
What does that tell
you, Mr. Donegin?
-Made out Ferengetti
for two million dollars.
And the date?
And the dates above and
below it for that matter.
-The day after the crash.
-Exactly.
Thank you, Tooms.
-Why wasn't that check
given to him beforehand?
-Having reached New
York, it was arranged
that a wire photocopy of
a check be shown to him.
I think he wanted
to give Fenway one
last chance to
better their offer.
Of course, they couldn't.
-You're saying he was
being disloyal to Fenway?
-Well, I'm afraid so.
It isn't cricket perhaps,
but it isn't criminal.
Its business.
Anyway they were
underpaying him.
If you want a man's
loyalty, you ought
to deal generously with him.
-How were you going to
receive the formula?
-Um, in New York, by an agent.
Here simultaneously.
The check was to be given to
designate of the professor's.
Nobody trusting nobody.
-Wait, wait, a moment.
Hold it.
How do we know you didn't
know drum all this up
since we left the racetrack?
-Including a Paris
police report?
You must think I'm
the Wizard of Oz.
Oh, I admit, somebody was
responsible for blowing up
that plane.
But I'm a loser as well.
Must be clear to you by now that
it was not in my best interests
do so.
You run the American insurance
company, Dublin branch.
Is the reason for that you
keep pushing the ball uphill?
So why would you want to
sneer at a man whose made it
to the top?
That's your own goal, isn't it?
-Intent owns my
firm, don't they?
-Should I be shocked?
Why did you authorize
a $50,000 check for me
as a bonus and a broad hint
to travel around the world.
I must be a soft-hearted
idiot, obviously.
-Not to stop me
asking questions.
-Well, if I wanted to, and if I
was malevolent, as Ms. Leighton
makes out, then
it would have been
possible to have you removed.
-It's awfully pat.
Two plus 2 equals 4 is pat.
But it's true.
Miss Leighton, I'm sorry
about your manuscript,
but it maligns me.
Now, I've had to pay
out money to lawyers
to point that out to publishers.
-Seven people died
when you acquired
Sheridan Oil 10 years ago.
-It can take years
to clinch deals.
Some people die every
time a merger is set up.
But I did not invent
the accident of death.
-Have you invested in
certain African dictators?
-Yes, I have.
And so have some other
Western nations, as well.
-You rank yourself a nation?
I'm bigger than some.
Better managed than most.
-Candia.
-Let's go.
-Steve, wait.
-I'm not crazy.
He couldn't have arranged all
this in such a short time.
-He could have expected this.
-No.
-So, I'm crazy.
-Yeah.
-May I say how sorry I am.
Truly.
I'll burn what I've written.
-Well, I never
thought I would hear
you say that, Miss Leighton.
But why don't you both stay
and have dinner with me.
-No, thanks.
Well, I'll arrange
for my helicopter
to take you back to Dublin.
-Corsica?
What's in Corsica?
My dad.
He retired down there after the
war with a bunch of his buddies
from World War II, you know.
They're all ex-commandos
in a group together.
This was after my mom died.
-Sounds a bit eccentric.
No, not really.
Not when you meet him.
Thorton Donegin, they're
all there together,
you know, sharing their
moments against the Nazis
and I'm kind of
desperate to see him.
It's really hard, you
know, after what happened.
-I'd like to meet him.
-Yeah.
Have a good trip to London and
I'll see you when I get back.
-Oh, Lordy.
Don't know what I'm
going to work on next.
Spent so long on this.
-Yeah.
Well,
-Maybe there's a
story in Corsica.
-I don't want you
to come with me.
-I'm going.
I'm going to Corsica.
-No, you're not.
-Yes, I am.
I'm going.
I've decided.
-You know, I can change the
mind and dislike you, you know.
-Look, I'm going to Corsica
because I feel like it.
That's all.
I just feel like it.
-Women's lib.
All right.
Buy your own ticket
and carry your own bag.
-All right, I will.
-Give me the bag.
-She does look
like Cynthia some.
-She sure does.
-No, no, no.
Not interested.
Too soon.
-You're surrounded by your
old crew of relics aren't you.
-Heh, heh.
You'd be amazed.
I'd still take any one of
them into battle with me.
You still think you could
go 15 rounds, don't you?
-When did you become arrogant?
[CHUCKLING] I know, I know.
-Yeah, they're warriors.
In my memory, the best.
Good, I'm the stranger.
But they tolerate me.
What upsets them lately
is that new perfume
they're building down there.
-Smells?
-In several ways.
It's bringing a lot
of strangers in.
The world's impinging on them.
That hotel down the
road, building an annex.
It's all getting too civilized.
It's changed.
They, well, they can't enjoy it.
-And you?
-I hate it too.
It was just a nice
little stretch of beach
to get washed up
on, a shaft of sun
to sit in the
evening of my life,
listening to the Mediterranean,
sculpting, looking at faces.
Faces I remember very clearly.
Looking scared to death
and brave both at once.
-Yeah.
Soon that thing's
going to start.
Chimneys spewing fumes.
There'll be dead birds.
Fish washing up, sick to death.
People start waking up
coughing their lungs out.
Oh, oh, those, those old fellows
heh, they're mad as wet hens.
Where did your lady go?
My lady, I don't--
Here she comes.
Right now.
-Hey.
-Hi.
Catch your breath.
Steve, there's this
perfume factory.
We were just discussing it.
-It's owned by Intent
-Owned by Intent.
What don't they own?
Who cares?
-Steve, listen.
There's a man at the
hotel, he just arrived.
I think he works for Hunt.
He's in charge of security.
And uh, there's a man with him.
His name is Tooms.
-What?
-Yeah.
There he is.
Right there.
-Candi, we've been had.
Gray Harrison Hunt
murdered my kids.
-Is that your Mr. Timmons?
-Is that the fellow that
broke into your house
looking for the briefcase?
But you don't have
that thing, do you?
-Oh, lord.
Steve.
You do.
Maybe you like to come with
me to a little protest meeting
tonight about the
perfume factory.
The local capo will be there.
[SPEAKING FRENCH]
-The capo says he'll accept your
offer of technical assistance
during the matter of this night.
As to the other thing,
he'll abide by your deal.
It is a deal.
O I help him.
I'll certainly help you.
But he's got to keep his
word on the other thing.
-He's given you his hand.
They always keep their word.
-Capo.
This security
fellow, Tooms, he'll
check up after and find
out you've been here.
-I'm counting on that.
-He'll tell Hunt.
Hunt know you were
a Green Beret?
He'll figure it.
-I hope so.
You know something, Dad?
This is going to be
like my calling card.
This Harrison Hunt fellow.
He'll know I'm onto him.
that he murdered our family.
I'm going to get him.
[HOOVES CLATTERING]
[BARKING]
-Hey.
[THUD]
[EXPLOSIONS]
Medwin.
I know you know the number.
So just pick up the
phone and call him.
-You're out of your mind.
-Tell him.
If he's interested I've got
the briefcase with the papers
he wants inside it.
-You're cracking
up, you know that.
-Tell him I want to two million
American dollars in cash
in a suitcase.
-I never heard of anyone
called Gray Harrison Hunt.
I swear to you.
-Tell him I want to see him
in person or the deal's off.
At 8 o'clock tomorrow in
St. Patrick's Cathedral.
Eight a.m.
Eight a.m.
[CHURCH BELL]
-Well, now, my son.
Just keep your hands
away from that briefcase.
-How very foolish, Mr. Donegin.
How naive.
-Now I fear I must leave you.
You know what to do, Mr. Tooms.
Keep him here for
an hour and a half
until I'm airborne
and well away.
Then you may complete the job
for which you've been seeking
the permission So persistently
for the past ten days.
Do you know, all this
need never have happened.
We need never have been enemies.
I had nothing personal
against your family.
The whole thing was
just a stupid accident.
-Mr. Hunt.
Am I right?
-Ah, yes, indeed.
You must forgive me.
I'm in something of a hurry.
-And I'm in the
Irish police force.
-Oh.
Well, what's it about?
-Well if you wouldn't mind
stepping into the office.
Thank you very much.
This way, Mr. Hunt.
-These cases are
yours, Mr. Hunt, yes?
Yes, indeed.
-Yes, and the contents, your
own personal possessions?
-Yes, of course.
-I wonder if you'd
be do kind as to--
There's quite a
lot of money there.
If I may say so.
-Not really.
My own personal currency.
I brought it into
Ireland this morning.
To trade every penny of it.
You can check with
the Currency Patrol.
-Yes, I've done that already.
And the, uh, the
other case, Mr. Hunt?
Company papers Ah,yes.
Well, if you'd be
good enough to--
-Thank you.
[SLICING SOUND]
-It's heroin.
-What do you mean, heroin?
-Oh, afraid that's
what it is, Mr. Hunt.
Yes, there's been a terrible lot
coming in from Corsica lately.
-Corsica?
-Hm.
-Oh, I see.
You do realize don't
you, Inspector,
that this is a setup?
I understood you to say, Mr.
Hunt, that all the contents
of these cases are your
own personal property.
However, I'm sure you can
make a satisfactory statement
at the Central Police Station.
So if you'll come along
with me now, Mr. Hunt.
-Look, Inspector.
-Hm, hm.
I'm a very busy man.
A very rich man.
I don't need to do
this sort of thing.
And I don't think this
sort of publicity.
Why can't we just sort
this out, man to man.
Why don't you take this
attache case and the heroin,
and I'll just take the
company papers and leave.
We'll say nothing more about it.
-Hm.
And that's your second serious
offense today, Mr. Hunt.
-Yes, sir.
Last night.
Just as soon as he
had a bag packed.
Right now.
He told me to forward
his letters to um,
see her now, Mount
Brandon Hotel, Tralee.
I hope he won't mind
me giving it to you.
-Don't you worry about it.
He'll never reproach you for it.
[HELICOPTER NOISE[
-Oh, you just missed him.
He followed the train.
Up over the mountain.
I think he went fishing.
For he was dressed in green.
-Thank you.
-All right, fan out.
-Hey.
[SCREAM]
-Don't panic.
That's what he wants us to do.
Come on.
[GUN SHOT]
-Stupid fool, you hit Grossman.
Donegin.
Give up.
Show yourself and
I'll make a deal.
[GUN SHOTS]
Donegin.
You change your name.
Go back to America.
I'll say that we, we buried you.
[GUN SHOTS]
What do you say?
[GUN SHOTS]
-Good day, Mr. Donegin.
-Ah, Mr. Tooms.
It is Mr. Tooms, isn't it?
-(SHAKILY) He's
going to kill me.
-Oh, is that so now?
-(FEARFULLY) You know
he's going to kill me.
-Um, are you going to kill
this gentleman, Mr. Donegin?
-Ah, well, good day to you.
-You can't leave me here.
(TEARILY) Take me into charge.
I insist you take me in charge.
-You see, Mr. Tooms, under
the laws of this country,
I can only take a man into
charge if I reasonably believe
he's guilty of a
serious offense.
Or maybe a material
witness in the commission
of a serious offense.
-Wait.
Wait.
You can't leave
me here with him.
I'll give you the evidence.
-You will?
-Yes.
Right, so.
Now just uh.
Here we are.
I am Jasper Tooms, age 43 years.
That right? -Yes.
Resident of Switzerland.
On the morning of April
the 18th in the city
of Rome in company
with another man whom
I identify as Fritz
Grossman, right?
I installed in the wingroot
of an executive aircraft
a combustible device with intent
thereby to cause loss of life.
I did this on the express
orders given to me
personally the previous day
by one Gray Harrison Hunt.
Would you please,
uh, sign this for me.
There we go.
Thank you.
Right, boys.
-Well there you are now, Steve.
There's your big jack
pike fish for you.
Hooked, netted and on the dike.
Never back into
the water for him.
But you know that yourself.
I'd get rid of that
thing if I were you.
It's out of date already.
-Not now, my love?