Early Edition (1996–2000): Season 2, Episode 20 - Don't Walk Away, Renee - full transcript

Gary stops two men from mugging a young woman, and then realizes the woman is a girl he went to school with. When the same two muggers show up at her office, she seeks refuge with Gary at McGinty's. It appears she has been doing research with a complex program that predicts the future, and someone wants her research for themselves. Gary's parents are kidnapped and held for ransom until the research is given to them. Gary and Chuck must save his parents without turning over the research.

(cat meows)

(paper thuds against door)

"Early in the morning explosion
levels tavern."

That's great.

"Deliveryman Irwin P. Freeley
was critically injured

"in the blast
during an explosion at McGinty.

"The gas line in the kitchen

at approximately 7:00..."

(cat meows)
Come on.

Let's go.

Hey, anybody here?

Mr. Freeley?

Mr. Freeley, can you hear me?



(cat meows)



(noisemakers blowing)

Happy birthday!
Happy birthday, Gare.

Mom. Dad.

(theme music playing)

CHUCK: What if you
knew, beyond a doubt,

what was going
to happen tomorrow?

What would you do?

There's no easy answer

for a guy
who gets tomorrow's news today.

Not too big a piece.

He's upset.

Oh, he's not

Yeah, you're upset.

You dummy up
a fake paper.

What do you expect
me to be?

It's not a fake paper.

It's just a fake front page.

How were we supposed to get
you to come down here?

You weren't gonna throw
yourself a party.

Deliveryman Irwin
P. Freeley.

I.P. Freeley.


Get it?


You're upset.


It was your
mother's idea.

GARY: Look, I appreciate

the concern, but...

this is not something
that you want to mess with.

Now, can I please have
the front page

of the real paper?
All right, son,

maybe we did go a
little too far.

We were concerned
about you.

It's your birthday.

Concerned about what?

About this, Gary.

This is all
you seem to do.

You're missing out on
the good things in life.

You-you need to
have some... fun.

Your mother's right, kiddo.

You need a little


When's the last time
you had a date?

I-I have lots of dates.

I-I have companions

Look, do we have to talk
about this in front of Mom?

Let's just say, I have lots
of friends, all right?

Lots of friends, huh?

This is your birthday party.

Look around.

You can count your friends
on one hand.

Well, that's because
Crumb's not here.

Now, can I have the front page,


Well, all right.

Ah... just one favor.


Do you remember
Renee Callahan?


Renee Callahan.

You were in the third
grade together.

You know, she
had pigtails,

she used to come around
selling, um, campfire candy.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Mom!

Oh, no.

No, no, no blind dates.

Oh, no, but...
I told you.

I ran into her mother at
the Food King the other day.

And you know what?

Renee lives right
here in Chicago.

No blind dates, Mom.

Well, I knew you were probably
gonna say that,

but I just want you
to reconsider...

Help! Somebody help me!

See? That-that
is exactly

why you don't need to mess
around with this.

I'm slipping.

I'm gonna fall!


Please, somebody!
Hold on,

and we'll get you down...

Get a ladder!

MAN: Get a ladder!
I can't hold on!

Just hold on!

(screaming): Help! I'm falling!

BERNIE: It's a Jump-O-Gram.
Happy birthday!


BERNIE (laughing): Yeah,
that was great, Chucko.

That's not funny.

Oh, come on, Gare.

Where's your sense of humor?

Hey, that's not us.
We didn't do that.


It's my cousin Joey.

Happy birthday, buddy.


Check's in the mail!

Oh, we're just trying to lighten
you up a little bit, son.

I don't need lightening up.

Well, we looked
in the paper.

There's nothing
going on

that needs your
attention yet.

Well, what about this, Mom?

Huh? Woman mugged in a park.

Now, I'm-I'm supposed
to just let that happen?

Is that what I'm supposed to do?

But that doesn't happen
for an hour.

We're your parents.

We know what's good
for you.

Come on, have a little
of your birthday cake.

Look, I-I-I know

you went to a lot of trouble
for all of this,

and I-I appreciate

It's very nice
of you,

but I've...

see, I've gotta get dressed,

and I've gotta go do
what it is that I do.

And I'm gonna go do that.

And, so, thank you.

Thank you.

Just getting older
and more grumpy, that's all.

(kids playing)

Thank you.

Excuse me, Miss.
You got a second?

Um, no, actually, I'm in...

I'm in a hurry.
The purse.

Uh, no!

GARY: Hey, honey.

Hey, how you doin'?

Ah... I'm sorry
I'm late.

Looks like
we still have time

to make lunch,

Oh, I didn't know
that you...

you were gonna bring friends.
I didn't.


Well, can I help you, then?

Uh, our mistake.

You all right?

Yeah, yeah. I think so.

Um, how did you know that...
Oh, well, uh...

they didn't look too friendly.

I thought they might be after

your purse, or...
Yeah, I think that was it.

Look, would-would you like for
me to walk with you for a while,

or, uh, well, can I buy you
another pretzel?

Is that a line?


Is that a-a line?

I don't know. Is it working?

Might be.


Renee Callahan.

Oh, Gary...


Ow... what-what?

I don't believe it.
I fell for it again.

Fell for what?

Renee Callahan
from Hickory, Indiana?

Where are they?
Where are who?

Mom? Dad?
You can come out now.

well, did I...

did I miss something here?
You don't know

when to quit,
that's the problem!

Gar-Gary Hobson.

you can quit acting like
you're not in on this,

all right?
In on what?!

The whole thing...
the setup, the blind date.

Blind date?
Yeah. You know,

my mom gets in touch
with your mom,

so your mom can get
in touch with me,

so you can get in touch with me.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

You think that I had my mom get in
touch with your mom to set us up?

Look, you can stop the act,
sweetheart, huh?


I can... I cannot believe
this is happening to me!

You know what?
You're a very good actress,

but I've got more important
things to do.

So, good-bye, Mom, and good-bye,
Dad, wherever you are.

Renee, it's been very nice
seeing you again,

but next time, just call.

You had to do it, didn't you?

What's that, son?

I told you I didn't want
to be setup,

but you had to go ahead
and do it anyway, huh?

Come on, Renee Callahan
in the park.

You saw Renee?

Oh, yeah, I...

What are you doing
to my apartment?

Feng shui.

I saw it
on the Discovery Channel.

It's very big in these,
uh, Asian rim countries.

What you do is
you rearrange

the furniture to focus your energy...
What did she look like?

Excuse me. We're talking
about feng shui here.

How did you get
her number?

I didn't get her number.

Wait a second. Watch
your legs there, Ma.

You're telling me
that you...

you didn't have anything to do
with this?

About what?

Cross our hearts.

Oh, I'm so confused.

I am getting lost here.

Gary, what did you do?

You didn't insult
her, did you?

I mean, Betty Callahan is
one of my dearest friends.

(phone ringing)


Oh, hi, Betty.

Oh, no.

Oh, dear.

I-I am so sorry.

There's still time for you
to jump out the window, son.

LOIS: Yeah, give it to me.

Well, of course.

Of course I will.


Too late.

I have never been so humiliated

in my entire life.
Sure, you have.

Remember that cruise we took
to the Bahamas?

You got caught in the
undertow, and your swimsuit

went south.

Now, Renee Callahan
is a dear, sweet girl.

Now, I don't know what you
said to her, but... I didn't

say anything to her. Well,
according to her mother,

you insulted her.
I didn't insult her.

And her mother.

Look, if I insulted her,
I'm very sorry.

But after what you two pulled
this morning,

what do you expect from me?

Well, I'll tell you
what I expect.

I expect for you
to go over

and give that girl
an apology.

And so does Betty.

And so does
your father.

I think your mother
makes a good point, son.

She's still at work.

Thanks, Dad.

Well, I'll tell you
what I'll do.

I'll go and I'll give
this girl a call, okay?

I... I'll stop by
and I'll say hello.

You know, I've got
things to do today.

Well, I can help you
with the paper.

No, you don't.

I just want to help out.

And look,

you two, you-you stop

with this Svengali stuff,
or whatever it is.

You're too old
for that kind of thing.


(computer beeps)

(vacuum whirring)

MAN: I can't find it
on the mainframe.

(dial tone droning)

(click, beep)

(door opens)

MAN (whispering):
The computer's on.

She's still
in there.

Check the
other wing.

Look down here.

Just go in there.

Hold on, hold on,
this way.



(door slamming)

(man groaning)



Wait, what are you doing here?

I just, uh, I stopped
by your office

because, uh...
listen, at the park...

I wanted to apologize
'cause my parents...

I thought that my...
Okay, were you just

talking to someone
a minute ago?

No, see, I... no, I, I
came by to apologize.

You see, I wanted

to say I was sorry for
the, the misunder...

Okay, quiet, quiet.

MAN: Hold it.


Don't move. You're under
arrest, both of you.

What for?

Hands out in front.

No, this is some
kind of mistake.

This is my office.
Hey, look,

we'll straighten it out
at the station.

What are the charges?

I said
we'll straighten it out

at the station.

Give me your hands.

Follow my lead.

MAN: Quiet.
(Renee grunting)

Renee: Run!
MAN: Get up.

Get up,
Bobby, get up!

The side door.

Come on, the fire door.

It's locked.
Hurry up.

What's going on?

They're not real cops.

They're the muggers
from the park.

The park?

Okay, you drive.

Oh, I don't
believe this.

No more blind dates
for me.

(tires screeching)

Do you think
we're intruding?

We're his parents.

He loves having us here.

Yeah, but his
social life...

What social life?

He's practically the Pope.

(door opens)

Well, Ave Maria.

Mom, Dad, do you
remember Renee?

Oh, of course.

Renee, you
look... great.

Hi, um, Mrs. Hobson,
Mr. Hobson.

Long time,
no see, Renee.


I went down to Renee's
office, and, uh...

We ran into a little bit
of trouble.

Oh, dear.

(chuckling): You kids got
off to a fast start.

Please, Dad.

So who's got the key?

the trouble.

LOIS: Are you sure they
didn't follow you?

Oh, no, not, not a chance.

See, we took the Eisenhower
over to the Dan Ryan,

the Dan Ryan
down to the Stevenson.

From the Stevenson, we hopped
onto the Tri-State, and then

a quick loop back around
to the Eisenhower,

and here we are.

Believe me, with
her directions,

no one followed us.

Hey, I got us here,
didn't I, huh?

Do you think
that's going to work?

Apparently not.



Scrap the pen knife.

Gare, where are you keeping
the blowtorch these days?

Give me this.

Now, now, why were
those guys pretending

to be cops?

Oh, well,

for my research.

What research?

Yeah, your mom
told us

you worked at a think tank,

but she never told us
what you were... thinking about.

Yeah, what is it...
top-secret, high-tech,

Tom Clancy kind of stuff?

It's math, Dad.

You see,

I am developing algorithms
that can be used

to help predict
weather patterns.


Uh, why would they want
to steal your weather patterns?

Yeah, who's chasing you...
Al Roker?

Now, I say

we call the police
right now.

No, no.

She can't do that.

Why not? Well, you
see, my project is,

is funded
by a government grant,

and I can't do anything

unless I talk to the
Washington office first,

and I-I had
to sign

a security agreement.

So call 'em.

We tried.

They're closed.

Um, they don't open
till 7:00 in the morning.

Even the Home Shopping Network
has 24-hour operators.

I think you're going to need

bolt cutters
there, Gare.

Oh, do you have some
of those?

Oh, yeah, I do.

Yeah, I do,
for every time

that I get connected to
someone with handcuffs, yes.

There's no need
for sarcasm here, Gary.

Looks like you kids are stuck
until morning.

Oh, no, what am I going
to tell Betty?

Nothing, we tell Betty nothing.

You kids are going
to be here tonight.

We are?

I am?

We're all
in this together.

The eagle has landed.

So, who's up for Scrabble?

(cat meows)

(paper thuds against door)

(both grunt)


Handcuffed, remember?


I got to get the paper.

Oh, okay, easy.

What's the rush,
what's the rush?

Stay put, kids.

I'll get the paper.

No, Dad, don't do that.

LOIS: Don't worry, I
won't let him read it.


Out loud.

I-I won't let him read it
out loud.

I mean, every morning...


Um, can I use
the phone now?

I-I think I can
get through now.

Yeah, uh, yeah.



Phone number.

Yes, this is Renee Callahan
with the Wayland Corporation.

I need to speak
to the...

project manager.
So... cute.

Oh, um, 7727,
"B" as in bravo,

"D" as in delta,
and "K" as in...



Yeah, yeah.


Uh, there's something wrong
at Wayland.

I need to speak
to someone about my data.

No, I deleted the files.

I have a disc
with me.

It's the only copy.


Yes, I understand.


Someone will get back to me.

Going over
the boss' head, huh?

It's always risky when you start
jumping the chain of command.

Thank you,

Scrivener here.

We have a problem.

Renee Callahan.

She wants to come in.

Lawrence says she's dealing
on the side and trying to cover.

Let's give her an escort.

Send the postman.

Listen, I-I, uh...

Look, I-I'm sorry about the,
the, the sleeping accommoda...

I hope you slept all right.

Oh, hey,

at least I had a bed.

You should have seen me

when I was an undergrad
at the, uh, U.S.C.

I can't tell you
how many nights I slept

in the stacks at the library.


I still go there
when I need time to think.


The park was, the
park was, uh...

No, no,
don't start that again.

No, no, I'd like
to apologize.

Well, you should.


You see, it was a... well,
it was a misunderstanding

because I thought
that my par...

No, you thought that
the poor little math nerd was

so desperate for a date
that she had

to have her mommy
help set her up, right?

No, I didn't think...

Of course you did.

See, 'cause everybody wants
to date Gary.

Mr. All-American,

Stingray bike-riding,

mowing everyone's lawn
with his shirt off...

yeah, I noticed...
teacher's pet.

I-It wasn't All-American.

It w... it was All-State.


Gary, my point is...
No, what, what I...

what I'm
saying is, is,

look, what I'm trying
to say is that...

I'm sorry and that, uh,

well, people,
they, they change.

I mean, you've changed,
you know.

You've changed.

So, are you, uh, planning

on shaving the rest of that
sometime today?

Huh? Oh, you want to raise
your hand a little bit?

Let me.


Don't you trust me?


Don't worry,
I'll be careful.


Something's going on.

In there?
You think?

No, not in there,

Renee's job.

It doesn't make sense,

I mean, she predicts
the weather.

Big deal.

Why would someone be
after her?

Are you kidding me?

The weather is big
business these days.

If you could predict
the next El Niño,

you could make a fortune.


I don't know.

Umbrella sales.

(door opens)

Don't be such a baby.

I'm bleeding.

It is just
a little scratch.


BERNIE: So what's it
going to be, kids?

Hardware store, bolt cutters?

Yeah, but, um, there's,

there's something else first,
Mr. Hobson.

I need a favor.

Anything, kiddo.

Okay, I need you
to get something for me.

Can I help you?

You sure can, hon.

I got to clean out
your Freon recondenser.

That's, uh,
your air conditioning.

But we didn't...
It's part

of the service plan.

There's no extra charge, hon.

Uh, it says here in the,

uh, work order
that it's located

above the kitchen,
which is... this way?

That way.

Got you, hon. Thanks.

(scanner beeps)

All right, that's $43.45

with tax. Is that cash
or charge?

I-I can get this.

I can do this.

It's a business expense.

I can write it off.



Sorry. We got a problem here.

What, are you
over your limit?


Like that's any
of your business.


Uh, system is down.

It'll take a few minutes,
all right?

(Gary humming)

Excuse me, Mr. Lawrence.

We got her.

She tried
to use her credit card.

Gerald's Hardware.

8400 block State Street.


(phone beeps off)

Sorry to bother you,

but have we changed our building
maintenance contract?


Can't you do anything?

Lady, it's not me.

Gary, we have to go.

Yeah, well, we got to get
the bolt cutters. We...

No, we've got to go now.
Okay, but see,

we're kind of in a hurry here.
CLERK: I understand that.

You understand that. The machine
doesn't understand that.

Oh, we've
got to go.

Oh. Hey, you can't do that!

Wait! What are you doing?!

Listen to me.

It's them.
(tires squealing)


It's them.


They traced
my credit card.

I mean, they...
must have.

They can do that?

Oh, yeah, in their sleep.

Listen. Oh,
wait a second.

Who is they,
first of all?

What... Hello, Gare, Lois. Uh...

I don't think
we've had the pleasure.

But obviously,
you have.

Excuse me?

Renee Callahan,
this is Chuck Fishman

and Marissa Clark.

Gary and Renee
grew up together.


It's a long story.

Well, we'd like to, uh, hear
about it, wouldn't we, Marissa?


Delivery for Gary Hobson.

Hey, what are you doing?!

What...? Oh, no.

GARY: Hey!


Old boyfriend?
GARY: What, are you crazy?!

What's going on?
(delivery man groaning)

Um, I don't know,
but Renee's kicking ass.

(both grunt)

I'm staying
out of it.


Get up!


Nobody points a gun at my son.

(door opens)

I got the disc.

Did I miss something?

Pull, Chucko.
I am pulling.

You pull.


How did you know
that he was...? How...?

Come on. How'd you
know he wasn't real?

Facial hair.


Oh, Federated Courier Service
has a strict grooming policy.

There's no goatees.

And-and how
do you know that?


Okay, so I dated a Federated
Courier Service man once

for about three minutes.

He looked so good
in shorts. He had these

calves that were just...

Look, enough with that,
all right? The...

We know
the courier guy wasn't real.

Now, who sent him?

Well, they didn't see us
at the hardware store, right?

And Wayland Corporation has
absolutely no clue where I am.

That leaves Washington.

You mean a government agent?

Wait. Didn't you call Washington
for help?

I did.

And they sent someone
to shoot you?

Well, now that sounds
just like the government.

What about
all the karate?

Oh. My dad taught me.

High school coach.

BERNIE: No need to
worry about that guy.

He's out cold.

And just in case,

I got the little guy
watching him in the cooler.

Guess what I bought
on the way home.

A hacksaw.

(wry chuckle)

Put 'em
up here.

Oh, now Bernie,
be careful.

I want to be the first guy

to interrogate him
when he wakes up.

Yeah. Look, enough
of that, Dad. Now...

Now, listen, you know,
the-the federal government...

they send an armed, uh, uh,
courier guy here.

Now, that gives me an idea
you're working on more

than the weather at this, uh...
this think tank of yours.

Oh, um... it's complicated.

You know, I...

We got plenty of time.
Go ahead.

Okay, uh, this may sound
a little far-fetched,

but what would you guys say
if I told you...

I can predict
the future?

(clears throat)

Well, this is gonna
be very interesting.

(cue balls clicking)

Okay, um, the theory
goes like this.

Certain future events are
predictable by solving

a complex series of partial
differential equations

or PDs.
I don't understand

a lick of it.

That's okay.

Um, most computers
don't, either.

Not without
the right code,

which is what I've
been working on.

See, Gary? I told you not to
drop out of second year algebra.

I think this is a little
different from algebra, Mom.

So, you were saying...


long story short...

Einstein said
time is a river.

With this code,
I'm trying to get

the computer to predict what
the next bend in the river is.

Listen, how-how close are you

to, uh... to figuring
this thing out?

I don't know.

But I may be closer
than I thought.

You see, all year, I've been
turning in my calculations

to my boss,
but last week,

I discovered that he's...
he's changing the data.

He's simplifying it before
sending it on to Washington.

I mean, he's making it look

like I've made no progress

Well, why would
he do that?

I don't know.

Maybe he doesn't want them
to know how close we are.

Or maybe this guy's taking
the information for himself.

Well, wait.

Who-who is they?

I mean, who's funding
your research?

The Department
of Agriculture.

You see, they want
to forecast weather cycles,

crop developments,

famine relief.

That's why I took this job.

I thought I could help people.

Sounds to me like your
boss wants to help himself.

A fella could
predict the future,

he could make a killing
in the stock market.

(clears throat)

No. You see,

they've been trying to apply PDs

to Wall Street for years.

Nobody's had any luck.

Not yet.

As far as I know,

I'm closer than anyone
in the world.

Well, so,
what's-what's on this disc?

Well, um...

this is two years of work.

When I saw
what was going on,

I deleted all my files
from the mainframe.

This is the only copy.

There's stuff on here that
my boss has never even seen.

So, if there is a way
to tell the future,

it may very well
be right there.

(loud clattering)


(Chuck panting)

The, uh,

fake delivery guy...

he left.

I don't get it.

I taped this guy's ankles
together with duct tape.

How far can a guy hop?

He must have
cut the tape.

With what?!

With scissors.

Now, where did
he get scissors?

From the desk.

Wait a second.

How did he get
to the desk?

Well, it must have been

when I went to the kitchen
to get a soda.


I had a tickle.

Don't... What? This...

Wait a minute.

It was on
your watch.

Gary, wait.

You left your post...
I have to go.

A guy gets thirsty!

Go where?
BERNIE: Come on!

I don't know
who sent that guy.

I don't know
who I can trust.

Well, you
can trust me.

Right now, I don't need
any more complications.

Oh, now I'm a

No. I just think it would be
the safest thing for all of us

if I just disappear
for a while.

I don't want to cause
any more trouble.


Look, you're no trouble.

(engine starting)

Well, you want
to talk about it?

There's nothing to talk about.

Can I sit down?


(cue balls clicking)



How many chances
you think you get?


Yeah. You know, chances...
happiness chances.






I got a smile out of you.

I haven't seen that in a while.


You were right about her.

Well, you should listen
to your mother.

Gary, do you want my advice?

No, no...

Well, I'm gonna give it
to you anyway.

Look, you are sitting
here wondering

if you've let your best chance
for happiness get by you.

And you're asking yourself,
is this your last shot?

Well, you can just sit there
and wonder about it,

or you can go get the girl.

WOMAN (over P.A. system):
The library is now closing.

Please take all materials
to the circulation desk.

The library is now closing.

The library's

about to close.


Gary, how did you find me here?

Well, you told me you, uh...
you liked it here.


Well, what are you doing here?

I-I just...


I just wanted to make
sure that you...

that you were all right.

Oh, I-I was gonna call. I...

You were?

I mean, yeah.

I... Uh...

Well, I-I figured
you were going to.

Look, I was just...

We-we were all, uh...

...wondering, you know,

where you were
gonna stay tonight.



Don't think
my apartment's really safe.

Oh, right.

(lights clicking
on and off)






(cat meows)

(paper thuds against door)


(quietly): Someday you and I
are gonna have a long chat.

I just love these
cinnamon r-rolls.

These are the best.
(brakes screeching)

Hey, I'm walking here.

Get in the van! Now!

Hey, what is this?!

MAN: Go! Go!

(tires squealing)

So, you just let them
walk out on their own?

Gary, they are adults.

Adult? My dad?

Well, one of them's an adult.


Um, you have a phone call.

Oh, Renee...

Here you go.


It's a shame
it's come to this, Renee.

Lawrence, what do you want?

Well, you've got
something I want,

and I've got something you want.

Don't deal with him, Gary!

No negotiating with terrorists!

Remember the main!

I think you recognize the voice.

I know you recognize
the attitude.

Are they all right?

Well, they will be
when I get the disc.


Where do you want to meet?

(cat meowing)

Washington Park.

Yeah, yeah, 51st street side.

Oh, that's...

Wait a minute.

No, no, no, no.

51st street side.

That's unacceptable.

Don't make this
difficult, Renee.

There's a warehouse,
uh, Mackinall and 93rd.

Meet in the parking
lot out front.

10 minutes after eight.

It's a neutral place, wide open.

There's no possibility
of a double-cross.

No, how about I...

Look, take it or leave it.

You have plenty of time
to check it out.

Do you want the disc or not?


Ten minutes after 8:00.

A warehouse?


Trust me.

RENEE: You, um, you
have a plan, right?

Kind of.

Kind of?
(car doors opening)

Kind of.

The disc?

What about my mom and dad?

Bring them out!

Mom? Dad?

Don't worry about us, Gare.

We're fine.

Now, the disc.

I guess I should be flattered
you want my research,

even if you are
using it illegally.

Well, there's nothing wrong
with making a little money.

Okay, a lot of money.

Still preferable to
what the government

was gonna do with your work.

You mean feeding people,
preventing famines?

You know who really
pays our bills?

The Department of Agriculture.

Try the Pentagon.

Your research will be used
to destabilize governments,

quell rebellions,
political unrest.

No, I don't
believe you.

Believe it.

Suddenly there's nothing wrong

with a little capital
gains now, is there?

Now, give me the disc.

Verify it.
Nobody move.

Hey, Gare?



It's the real thing.

Everybody get down.

Nice doing business with you.

Everybody get down.

Come on, get down!
Get down, now!

(massive explosion)

Into the trailer, troops.

Get in the trailer!

Come on!

Get in! Get in!

Nobody move!

You, in the trailer!

Come on!
Get out of the vehicle!

Get them up, get them up!

Federal agents!

FBI. Everybody, freeze!

Chucko, step on the gas!

Get us out of here!

Let's go, spread them!

FBI AGENT: Put your
hands behind your head!

Bernie, freeze!

Come on,
you know the drill!

Everybody out of the trailer!

Renee, pleasure to
finally meet you.

You have some big
fans in Washington.

Yeah? You have a funny
way of showing it.

We didn't know
if you could be trusted.

You could've asked.

I believe you have
a disc for me.

I can't give it to you.

What you've done is research.

Pure research.

What'll happen with it,
that'll be on my conscience.

Forget it.

That belongs to the government.

It's ours.

One way or the other,

I'm going to get it.


The explosion
was a nice touch.

Maybe someday you'll tell me
how you pulled it off.

I doubt it.

Well, you have my number.

The worst thing is the
government got the disc.

Not quite.

Wait a second, if
that's the disc,

what do they have?

Did you see any of
those government guys

sneaking around the Gray Ghost?


My CD is missing!

What CD?

The Best of American Bandstand.

It's a classic.

Not available in stores.

You know, you gotta
buy it on the tube.

Your damn government can pay

for their own CDs!

That's pretty clever.

I thought so.

Wait, you know,

they're gonna come
after you, don't you?

Fine, you know what?

Suddenly my math skills
have gotten really fuzzy.

I don't seem
to remember a thing.

Well, what about that?


You got a disposal
in this joint?

All right, I'm on it.

So, um...


Have a good time, son.

Yeah, yeah, now, you sure
you're okay about this?

Are you kidding?

Have a good time.

And don't worry if you
don't make it home tonight.

We've got the paper covered.

Well, look, I'm going to dinner
and a movie and I've told you

where I'm gonna be and you've
got the beeper number.

Gary! All right, but there's

two things in the paper
we need to worry about.

They're in the Metro section
and I circled them.

You already told us
about them, Gare.

Here you go,
dessert's on us, pal.


LOIS: I wish
I had a camera.


Uh, okay, well,
thanks, Dad.

And Mom, tell Betty
I said hello.

I'm sure you'll
talk to her soon.



Getting those two together
was a good idea, hon.

I have a feeling this is

what the paper
wanted all along.

You want to drive?



All right.

Um, Gary?

There's one thing
that's still bothering me.

The explosion
at the warehouse.

How did you know about it?

Well, uh...

And then there's
your parents' abduction.

And my mugging in the park.

You know something I don't?

All right.

What if I told you...

that I get tomorrow's
newspaper today...

ev-every morning
on my doorstop...

with a cat?

And you see, that way, I'm...

I'm able to, uh,
predict the future.

You almost had me there!


Except for the cat.

I mean, had you said a dog,

oh, I would have
been all yours.

If it would have been a dog,
it would have worked, huh?

I wouldn't believe it either.

(both laughing)

Cat? No way!

GARY: That's pretty good.

Oh, boy. Oh, boy.