The Vector File (2002) - full transcript

Shut your computer off.

Ah!

Shit.

36.50. You're slowing up, kid.

You do realize you're gonna kill
yourself if you keep that up.

It helps me relax. -I've
never seen a man so relaxed.

I'm going to hit the showers.

Hey, uh,
how about a drink later?

Depends on what time I can get
the realignment done.

Well, it's about time.

Have a nice shower?



If you cared as much about your
job as you do about your running,

maybe we could all
go home early.

Don't panic, Ken. I'm onto it.

It's coming through now.
It's not bad, Jace.

But still... Not good.

Gerry!

Gerry!

What?

It's your wife!

Can't you tell I'm a bit busy?

- Hello.
- It's me.

Listen, I've got
a meeting tonight.

Can you look after Mattie?

I thought I was picking her up
on Saturday morning.



I know.

I just found out about this.
It's a last minute thing.

I'm really busy.-So am I, Gerry.
Otherwise, I wouldn't ask.

I suppose you have more...
Pressing engagements?

Oh, well, she can stay
at Sophie's place, then.

No. I'll take her.

No, don't do it
if you don't want to.

No, I do want to. I just...

Need a little bit
more notice next time, okay?

We'll be there in 20 minutes.

And you'll take her to
school in the morning? -Yes.

- 8:30 and no later. Fine.
- Yes.

Hmm.

Gerald, we have come to the end of
another totally unproductive day

and I think it's time
for some heavy drinking.

I can't, Paul. I haven't
finished the alignment.

Hey, that can wait.
It's our favorite.

And Mattie's coming.

Margaret changed
the schedule on me yet again.

Oh! Wives, huh?

Well, ex-wives.

Either way,

you can't live with them,
you can't shoot them.

- Catch you tomorrow, then.
- Sure.

- And how you doing, missy?
- Fine.

Hey, what's this?

Will you look at that?

I always knew you were a little sweetie.
There you go.

- Thank you.
- You'll spoil her.

Oh, you can't love kids
too much.

Love won't fix
cavities, George.

Right there.

- Hi, sweetie.
- Hi, daddy.

Look, Gerry, sorry about this.

Oh, I love getting Mattie.

I just need more than
20 minutes' notice.

We'll work on that, all right?

And you, I'll pick you
up after school. Okay.

- Have a good night, darling.
- I love you, mommy!

I love you, mommy!

I made this for you today.

- Hi, Mattie!
- Hi!

Hi, Stephanie.

This is a beautiful horse.

It's a giraffe.
Look at the spots.

It's a... Great giraffe.

Do you like my new signature?

- Signature?
- Yeah, look.

See,
the "M" and then two "A's".

Mathilda Ash Anderson.

That's very clever. That's actually
what they call a monogram.

- What's that?
- It's that.

Listen, I've got some
work to do. So...

Why don't you draw me a picture
until I'm finished, okay?

Daddy, you promised, remember?

Hmm... Did I remember?

Let's see.

Where's that?

I don't know.

Is that it?

I'll see if I can get
a little closer.

That's my school!

Wow, that's me!

That is so cool.

- Wait 'til I tell my friends.
- Uh-uh...

- Remember the deal? Top secret.
- Oh...

All right. I've got
to go finish my work.

Be good, okay?

Monogram.

Daddy, you've got mail!

Daddy?

- Hey, Jace.
- Come on in.

Daddy?

Can you give me
coordinates 0-0-3-4-5

by 4-4-2.25?

No worries. Stand by.

- Daddy?
- Hey, honey.

My picture won't print.

I'll be there in a minute.
I'm almost finished.

Okay.

Ohh...

No!

How's it going?

Good.

- See my picture?
- It's a great giraffe.

It's a horse.

I knew that. Come on, let's go home.
Get your bag.

Can we get pizza?

Saturday night
is pizza night. You know that.

- Can we get a horse?
- To eat?

No, to ride.

I'd look after it.

I'd feed it every day.

I don't think I've got room
for a horse.

How about a rabbit? -Take a
look at them stars, will you?

Everyone in that building, you're staring
at colored pictures of the world.

It looks like a bucket of oil
being poured into a tree.

But out here, you got
the full glory of nature.

- Good night, George.
- Good night, Mr. Anderson.

- Good night, pumpkin.
- Good night.

Two, three, four...

Five, six,

seven, eight...

Nine, 10, 11, 12...

13, 14, 15, 16,

17, 18, 19, 20.

Ready or not, here I come!

I wonder where she's gone.

She's not up here.

So, I guess that means

she's somewhere around here.

Aha! She must be in my office.

Hmm, can't seem to see her.

I wonder if...

You got to remember not to
leave your foot sticking out.

Whoa! Off to bed.

Come in, control...

Come in...

Damn it. Now we have
to rob the place.

Shh...

"The boy turned around
and saw a wolf.

"This time a real wolf
coming out of the forest.

"Wolf, he cried. Wolf!

"But the people
in the village just said,

"Oh, no, we're not going
to be fooled again.

"They went back to work, and
the wolf ate the boy all up."

That's sad.

Yeah, but it was his own fault.

If you tell lies,
people stop believing you.

Then when you really want them
to believe you, they won't.

Well, I think they should have.

Well, maybe they should.

- Sweet dreams. I love you.
- I love you, too, daddy.

Daddy?

When are we all going to live
in the same house again?

I don't know, sweetie.
I don't know.

- Night-night.
- Night-night.

I'm thirsty.

You're going to make your old
man old before his time.

Better?

Off to bed.

What the hell are you doing?

Mattie!

- Daddy, what was...
- Shh.

Just like hide
and seek, okay? Shh.

- Daddy?
- Shh.

Damn it.

Shh! Come on.

Don't look.

Put your seat belt on.

Come on.

Come on, baby!

Get down!

All right!
All right, I'm coming!

My god, Gerry, what's going on?

I need your help.

Yeah, come on in.

Go upstairs.

There you go, honey.
Off to sleep.

Are we all right?

Of course we are.

As snug as a bug in a rug.

Now, go to sleep, baby.

I might have killed
one of them. I mean...

I tripped and he tripped and he fell down
the stairs and cracked his head open.

And then there was the guy
with the switchblade.

I ran him over with the car,
I, I didn't mean to, but...

Gerry, the police
will be there soon.

Helen can look after Mattie but I
think you and I should get going.

- Just, uh, get changed.
- Yeah.

There's a third guy.

- A guy in the van.
- Gerry...

It's going to be all right.

I hit him and he rolled
over the car...

Well, he's not here. But, uh,
there's a dead guy inside.

Come on. I'll show you.

The body was right here.

It's gone.

Mr. Anderson?

Please, take a seat.

Look, Mr. Anderson,

we can't find any sign
of a break-in.

Everything looks pretty normal.
Upstairs, downstairs.

No, no... This is not normal.
My place is never this clean.

There were intruders,
at least two of them.

They were searching my
office, it was trashed!

My office has found
nothing to indicate that.

Look...

When I caught them,
they attacked me.

One guy tripped,
fell down the stairs,

cracked his head,
and blood was everywhere.

The other one must have...
Cleaned up afterwards?

- You'd never seen these men before?
- No.

And you think they were
looking for something?

I told you,
they were searching my files.

What sort of job are you in,
Mr. Anderson?

I'm a geologist.

Satellite observation.

Listen, we'll send
a forensic team around

and see if we can find anything
to support your story.

Story?

- What do you mean, story?
- Don't mean anything.

I'm just saying
we'll send a team in

to try and corroborate
what you've told us.

But, talk to my daughter.
She was there.

- Sorry we're late.
- It's okay.

Daddy, will the police
find them?

Yes. And then they'll lock them
up and throw away the key.

It's for your work.

Oh, it's, it's beautiful.

- Is that a horse?
- Daddy!

Give me a kiss.

- I'll call you later.
- Okay.

Stay away from boys!

Picasso.

Hi, Gerry.

Paul, what's going on?

You weren't the only break-in
last night.

Somebody killed old George.

It was a robbery, not much.

Three computers.

Looks like he disturbed them.

They killed him
for three computers.

Okay! Sorry, folks,
we have to clear this area!

Okay. All personnel,
head outside.

We'll take it from there.

Mr. Anderson!

Could you wait back
a moment, please, here?

Sure.

- I'll catch up with you in a minute.
- Yeah, okay.

Mr. Anderson,
small world. How you feeling?

A bit shaken.

At least you're in better shape
than that poor bugger out there.

Mr. Anderson, what time did
you finish work last night?

About 7:30, 7:45.

Anybody else in the building
when you left?

Last person we saw was George.

- We?
- I had my daughter with me.

- You didn't come back later?
- No.

This was the instrument
used to kill the guard.

The handle's been wiped clean.

Could you identify it for us,
Mr. Anderson?

Sure. It looks like
one of mine.

Look, the break-in here and the one at
my house, they've got to be connected.

That occurred to me.

Gerry, is it possible that during
the night you came back here and...

Something happened, something
maybe you didn't mean to happen

but it happened...

And you came up with this story
about a break-in at your house.

What I'm saying,
Gerry, is, uh...

Maybe you'd like
to change your story.

Are you suggesting that I broke
in here, stole three computers

and in the process
murdered a security guard?

What, I just made up that story
about the break-in at my house?

You're crazy.

Are you accusing me of murder?

We're not accusing anyone
of anything yet, Gerry.

I hope eventually we will be.

Right now we're just
following up leads...

What about following up
the leads on the attack on me?

In my house!

Did you talk to my daughter?

Yes, we have.

But she didn't see enough
to corroborate your story.

We'll let you know
if anything turns up.

Hey, you all right?

No, I'm far from all right.

First they don't believe me
about the break-in at my place

and now, they want to connect me
to the murder and break-in here.

- Oh, that is crazy.
- That's what I said.

Gerry Anderson. Why
didn't you call me

and tell me what happened?

I have to hear it
from Mattie and the police?

- I didn't want to upset you.
- You didn't want to upset me?

What were you thinking?

Gerry, they're
investigating the murder

of a security guard. What the
hell are you involved in?

I'm not involving in any...

This has nothing to do with me.

Well, let me tell you this, Mattie
is not staying at your place

until all of this
is figured out.

- This is not...
- I can't talk right now.

I'm late for an appointment.

Shit!

I have to go out for a while.

Oh, Christ.

Mag, I got to talk to you. -I'm
in the middle of a meeting!

To hell with your meetings!

This is more important
than your meetings.

I can't talk about this here!

I would never put you
or Mattie at risk.

Gerry, this is not about blame.
This is about common sense.

- I have to put her safety first.
- Of course you do.

- But that doesn't mean that...
- What is going on?

- I don't know.
- I mean with you.

With me? -Jesus, the
police were asking me

about your financial situation.
About drugs.

Drugs. I don't do drugs.
You know I don't do drugs.

They wanted to know whether you
had a history of mental illness.

Mental illness.

- What'd you say?
- I said no, of course!

But do you think that...

I'm an innocent victim in this!

Maggie, this is me. Gerry.

Your husband.

Obsessed with land patterns,
geological anomalies.

I turned my back on Los Angeles so that
I could be here with you and Mattie.

Sit on the beach,
loaf with the locals...

I can't talk about this here.
I'm with someone.

Your client can wait
for a few moments!

It's not a client.

Oh.

I see.

Is that your type?

Does he know you're married?

He's a colleague. -Dipping
his pen in the company ink...

- Gerry! Melvin is...
- Melvin?

At least he shows up on time.

- And he's got charm.
- I can see the charm.

I thought we were supposed to
be working on our marriage.

Are you seeing someone?

I, uh...

I really should
get back, Gerry.

Take care of yourself.

Where'd you get the suit,
Melvin?

- What?
- Melvin.

It's just so hard to find
'80s retro these days.

Listen, pal.
I'm not some idiot.

Your secret's safe with me.

Gerry!

I'm so sorry about Gerry.

Would you, uh, like
to come back to my place?

Um, I don't think
it's a good idea.

I have to pick up Mattie soon.

And, um, we're going
to go away for a while.

And you've just seen Gerry.

Well, maybe. I'm sorry, Mel.

- Is this seat taken?
- Help yourself.

Alone?

Here on business
with a few colleagues.

The kind you don't want
to socialize with.

I understand.

I, I travel mostly
with colleagues.

Plenty of company.
Too much company.

A couple months ago we were in Moscow
and I just got sick of everyone.

- Sonya Hagen.
- Gerry Anderson.

I work in Moscow.

- But you're not Russian.
- No, English.

But I've worked there
for the past few years.

So, how did you enjoy Moscow?

- You want the truth?
- Please.

The place I stayed
was a cross between

a playboy casino
and a two-bit store.

They're trying their best
to look like Los Angeles.

- So, where did you stay?
- The Manhattan lounge.

Strippers on the top floor,
hookers in the foyer.

And their sad little men selling
medals from the great patriotic war.

And hits from the Bee-Gees.

The iron curtain came down and they're
selling everything off for scrap.

Can I get you a drink?

Just as long as it's not vodka.

Two beers.

Now let me guess.

Married with one child.

- Separated.
- Separated?

Devoted to your...
Your daughter.

Yeah.

I would have got the
separated part right, too,

if you weren't wearing
your wedding ring.

What? It's a fairly
recent thing.

But you're right
about my... Daughter.

Oh, my God...

Look, Gerry,

there's a quiet garden bar just
up the road, not so noisy.

Sounds great.

This is it.

Perhaps I should drive.

Very responsible.

Oh, shit! Drive!

Drive, drive, drive!

What the hell
is going on, Gerry?

- It's a long story.
- Why don't you try me?

I'm telling you, it's the same
guy that broke into my house.

I barely escaped
with my daughter.

I thought I ran the guy over
with my car.

You planning on doing business?

Oh, I'm just a little nervous.

You don't believe me.

It was probably
just a burglary.

Why would these people
be after you?

I've been trying to figure
that out myself.

Maybe we photographed
something off a satellite.

You think
that's what they want?

It's possible.

I'll be right back.

So, who's "We"?

Macquillan...

The company I work for.

I think we photographed something
we weren't supposed to see.

Like what?

I haven't figured it out yet.

Does that sound
believable to you?

It would sound believable
in Moscow.

But not here?

You don't strike me
as someone who would lie.

Thank you. Um...

You're the first person to say that.
I'm really, really grateful.

So, are my papers in order?

Sorry about that.

I, uh...

I wasn't sure if you were who
you said you were.

The gun. -I see. So, you
think I'm some sort of spy?

Look, I'm sorry.

I should go.

Where can you go?

- Perhaps you're spying.
- Me?

Perhaps you're not who you say you are.
Perhaps I should go through your wallet.

I'm afraid there's nothing
more to me than meets the eye.

Oh, I don't think so.

You know, it's very sexy
when a man...

Let's a woman
take the initiative.

Now, this will help you
speak the truth.

It's all very simple, Gerry.

But it's very serious.

Where is the file that was sent
to you from Moscow last night

I don't know...

You've got to tell me
where the file is, Gerry.

Did you copy it,
did you print it?

No file...

Where is the file, Gerry?

I get a lot of files.

I don't know about any file.

You have such pretty eyes.

Typical.

Okay, Mr. Anderson,

let's see if your little pride
and joy can save your skin.

Mattie?

Oh, my God...

Who's there?

Hello?

Mommy?

It's nothing, darling.
It's all right.

Hello?

Oh, my God...

I got it!

Got what, Gerry?

What if we photograph
something off a satellite

we weren't supposed to see?

Ken, I was shot at last night.

And then this girl drugged me
and went through my briefcase.

They think I've got something
and they want to get rid of it.

Gerry, the break-in here was a
burglary, computers were stolen.

No, that's what
it was made to look like.

But it wasn't. Why do you
think they robbed my house?

We've been talking. Maybe
it's time you took a break.

You've been through a fair bit
in the last 24 hours, Gerry.

I'm okay, just let me look
at every photograph

we've taken in the last month.

No, I want you to leave.

Ken, I want to get
to the bottom of this.

- You're not well.
- I'm okay.

Gerry, I'm officially asking
you to leave the premises.

Take a few days off, buddy.

- Am I being suspended?
- No, of course not.

All I'm saying is
go home, have a rest,

go for a run.

Trust me, buddy.
This is for the best.

I'll take care of this.

- Who is it?
- Gerry, it's me, Helen.

- Hi.
- How are you?

Not too good. Come on in.

Helen, why in God's name
would I?

Why would I break in
to Mag's apartment?

She thinks you're going
through some sort of crisis.

So I just break into her place?

She's really worried, Gerry.

She's worried. What about me?

I can't even go to the police.

- You believe me?
- Of course.

Do you think
I broke into Mag's?

No... But you're scared.

Gerry, Paul is going to take Margaret
and Mattie away for a while.

We bought this new beach house
at Park Rey beach.

And Paul thought maybe the girls
could get away for a few days.

Get away from me? -Get away
from whatever is going on.

Gerry...

I don't have to go with them.

I could stay here...

With you.

Helen, uh...
Things have changed.

I can't do this anymore.

Mattie gave me this.
It's for you.

Helen...

- Hi, Daddy.
- Hi, honey.

I drew a story for you today.

I know. I'm looking at it
right now.

It's really, really good.

It's not real or anything.
It's just a story.

I know.

Mommy says I can't come over
this weekend.

She says you're sick.

Yeah. Yeah, I'm...
I've got the flu.

I don't want you
to go getting it.

I don't care. I want to come.

No, sweetie, not this weekend.

Anyway, you guys
are going up to the beach

and that's going to be
a lot of fun.

I don't want to go.

I want to stay with you.

I want to have pizza
on Saturday night.

Mom will buy you pizza.

She always gets anchovies.
I hate anchovies.

Yeah, I'm sorry about that.

But I'll be seeing you soon.

Really soon, I promise. Okay?

Okay, I love you.

I love you, too.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Have a nice...

Nice trip.

Hey, Mattie!
You ready for the trip?

Oh, my God.

Shit.

Come on, pick it up.

Pick it up.

Leave it. We are on holiday.

Shit!

Mr. Anderson. Going somewhere?

Gerry.

- What do you want?
- More precisely, who?

Unfortunately, she's not here.

But her heart-rending
little comic book is.

All six pages of it.

So you're one of them?

Sadly, Sonya is not one of us.

Watch them.

Leon speaking. Mmm-hmm.

I'm sorry you've been
dragged into this, Gerry.

It's a DNA code, isn't it?

The mutated version
of smallpox.

To bio-terrorism
this is a Holy Grail.

We're talking plagues
of biblical proportions.

You think I'm involved in this?

Someone set you up. Someone who knows
the mafia can and will sell anything.

- The mafia?
- The Russian mafia.

- These guys?
- They're just rented thugs.

Think, Gerry. Who did this?
Someone clever.

Someone close to you.

If these men find Mattie...

Oh, dear...

We better call the police.

You have another
body on the floor.

You know, I think
we'll leave this one here.

Hey, you got a vacuum cleaner?

Mmm...

Always remember to buckle up!

Just relax and...

Breathe deeply.

I'll leave him for 10 minutes,
then I'll strap the body.

You look like a stunt man
from a road movie.

No, let's go.

Thanks!

I wouldn't worry
about it, mate.

Welcome... To our humble home.

I like your style.

Thanks. You know, I was kind
of after a global welcome.

Got the Italian marble,
the Japanese vase,

this table
is antique Irish pine.

And the mirror,
the mirror's French.

- 18th century.
- Nice.

Come on. I'll show you where
you're gonna sleep.

All right, now, you two
can bunk down here.

- That's lovely.
- Yeah? I'm glad you like it.

Helen and I will just be
down the hall.

But, um, why don't I show you
the view?

Paul, Mattie's in real danger.

I don't know where you guys are, but
as soon as you get this message,

you have got to call me
on my cell phone.

Wow! This is beautiful!

Well, I decided to live the rest of
my life as a renaissance prince.

And this is a Medici palace.

This is what I want someday.

Who says that money
can't buy happiness?

I'm trying to track down
a business partner of mine.

He just bought a place
around Park Rey beach.

Paul burton.

Paul and Helen Burton.

No?

Okay.

Hello? Yeah, I'm trying to track down
an address for a friend of mine.

What's the matter, Mattie?

If Daddy's sick, we should
be looking after him.

Oh, sweetie.

Let's go home soon.

We will, darling. We will.

Come down to the beach. See if
you can find some treasure.

All right.

Nope, nope. I tried them.

No, I've tried them, too.

I've tried everyone. Thank you.

Thank you very much! Damn it!

Mattie's upset.

She feels like
we've deserted Gerry.

Would you ever leave Paul?

Only if I met someone else.

♪ Twinkle, twinkle, little star

♪ How I wonder what you are

♪ Up above the world so high

♪ Like a diamond in the sky ♪

Yes!

Ken, Ken, this is security.

Jace, Gerry Anderson.

Gerry, they told me
you're on leave.

I was, but they said they were
short-staffed, so what could I do?

Well, for starters, you could tell them
to shove it up their collective ass.

Yeah, I should have done that.

Listen, I need you to dial me
up some coordinates.

Yeah. Hold on just a second.

Okay, stand by.

I need 0-1-2-1.553

and 1-4-4.8.

Here it comes.

Thanks, Jace.-You're
welcome, Mr. Anderson.

Look what you've done.

Hey, Mattie.

You busy bee. That's great.

Come on, sweetie.

We're going to go
back up to the house.

Clever girl.

Gerry, what the hell
are you doing here?

Ken, I have to tell you...
I quit!

Hey!

Well, do something!

Front gate from delta one.

Code red. I repeat, code red!

I'll catch him myself.

Come on! Come on!

You know what?

I'm going to go into town
and get some supplies.

Can Mattie or I help?

No. You stay here and relax.

- I got a few things to do.
- I'll come.

Sure.

See you soon.

Oh, man.

Shit!

I've been sleeping with
Gerry Anderson.

I know.

Fill her up, is it?

God, tank of gas be worth more
than your car, mister.

Just fill her up.

Bloody Americans.

With the murder
of the British tourist.

The murder was reported
earlier today.

Police are looking for this man,
Gerard Roderick Anderson, age 37.

Anderson was last seen...

- Excuse me!
- Turn around.

Get out of here.

I said turn around.

Oh!

Oh, God... What do you want?

Ow!

Ohh!

Run, Mattie, run!

Mattie! Mattie, it's all right.

There's nothing
to be afraid of.

Mattie?

Mattie, it's just a game.

It's your turn.

Come out, come out,
wherever you are.

The game's up, sweetie.

Shit!

Come here!

Mattie, come back.

- Mattie!
- Mattie!

I'm all right.

- Where is he?
- I trapped him in the closet.

Come on.

Mattie!

Mattie!

Mattie!

All right, okay.

All right, okay.

The fun's over.

Stay calm, Mattie.

Don't you hurt her!

There'll be plenty of time
for that later.

It's Leon. I've got it,
the whole thing. 60 pages.

They're, uh, under control.

I understand.

Maggie. Mattie!

Shit!

You first!

Oh!

Daddy!

Paul. Thank god.

That's what friends
are for, Gerry.

Daddy, untie me...

Like I said, Gerry...

I'd take care of this.

You know, none of this
would have happened

if you and Mattie hadn't been hanging
around the station that night.

You and your damn jogging.

What?

Gerry, every man has his price.

The world is full of willing
little bio-terrorists

with big checkbooks.

Moscow...

It meant more to me
than vodka and satellites.

You?

Well, at least I won't
have to pay these guys.

Too bad about that Sonya.
She was cute, but problematic.

How do you think you're going
to get away with all of this?

You know, you're taking good care
of that body and I thank you.

Turning up here,
that was the master stroke.

It's perfect.

You see, I knew
that you were going crazy.

I tried to keep Mattie and
Margaret away from you.

I brought them up here
to protect them, didn't I?

But sadly, I couldn't
stop your rampage.

You shot them both
before I could cut you down.

It's better than perfect.

Estranged husband
kills wife and daughter.

It happens every day.

But, no, it gets even better.

The ultimate poetic brilliance
of the whole thing.

I get to kill the bastard
who's been fucking my wife!

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah!

Hell hath no fury, Gerry.

I never said
anything about you to him.

I never said
anything about that.

It's over.

Gerry, I'm sorry you
had to go through this.

I suppose it was a tough one.

We don't always get it right.

Every now and then
would be nice.

We'll need a statement.

Monday. I'll come in Monday.

Right now I'm going
to take my daughter home.

That's how I found you guys.

Your signature.

Daddy, it's a monogram.

I stand corrected.

I, I believe it's my weekend.

- Bye, darling.
- Bye, mommy.

Daddy, can we get pizza?

Well, it's Saturday night
and Saturday night is...

Pizza night!

Can we invite mom for pizza?

Maggie?

Do you want to join us
for a pizza?

We could get anchovies.

Well, how can I refuse?

Come on!