Scarecrow and Mrs. King (1983–1987): Season 2, Episode 15 - A Relative Situation - full transcript

PILOT [OVER RADIO]:
Tower, this is Starlight Leader.

We are in position to start
evasive maneuver, over.

TOWER [OVER RADIO]:
Roger, Starlight Leader.

Colonel Clayton says
all systems go, over.

PILOT [OVER
RADIO]: Roger, Tower.

Gentlemen, we
have the green light.

Loop is complete.
All readouts indicate...

FRANCINE: "Colonel
Clayton had no comment...

as to his impending
court-martial.

But an inside source stated that a
review of the evidence left no doubt...

as to the colonel's culpability in
the deaths of the five Air Force pilots.



In his words, 'The flight maneuver
developed by Colonel Robert Clayton...

was improperly designed
for an entire flight squadron.'"

"Dear Mrs. Construction Worker:

Your husband's insistence on wearing
his tool belt and hard hat to bed...

is not, as he claims, just a
healthy involvement in his work.

We suggest professional help."

[LEE CHUCKLES]

Nice try, Francine.

- What?
- I've already read it.

It doesn't sound good, Lee.

It isn't.

Any word from him?

No, but that's no surprise.

After all, I'm only his nephew.



Thank you very much.

Billy, you just don't
know the colonel.

- Hello.
- Hello, Amanda.

- Hello, sir.
- Are you, uh, working undercover today...

or the Yankees
make you an offer?

No, I'm on the way to the
boys' baseball practice...

and I just thought I'd give
these receipts to you, sir.

Now, one of them might
look a little strange, sir. Um...

This one, it's for some
perfume that Lee used.

Wait, hold up. I told
you I would pay for it.

That's what's different about
you. You've changed perfumes.

- Oh, no, come on, it was for a job.
- Yes, Francine.

A couple of weeks ago,
Amanda had this spray thing...

- Atomizer. In my purse.
- Atomizer. In her purse.

I had to use it, so I
dumped out the perfume.

I wouldn't say anything about it,
except that it was French perfume...

and it was sort of
expensive. Mon Amour.

Sounds like a legitimate
expense. We'll take care of it.

Thank you very much, sir. Here, I'll just
give these to you and thank you very much.

I certainly am glad
we've got that solved.

I think I'll get these
printouts upstairs.

Those reports you're transcribing,
we'll need next Tuesday.

Oh, right.

Unless that interferes
with a PTA meeting.

[CHUCKLES]

PTA's on Monday.

Oh, what luck.

By the way, dear, Mon
Amour is very passé.

I would, uh, stick Lee for a
bottle of Les Trois Nuits this time.

- Les Trois Nuits?
- You'll like it.

[BOTH SIGH]

Couldn't the perfume
story have waited?

AMANDA: Look, I'm
sorry. I'm really sorry.

- I just wanted to go ahead and turn it in.
- Okay.

WOMAN: Scarecrow? LEE: Hmm?

- Call for you on 3.
- Ah, thank you.

Hello?

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir. I... No, sir, I...

Yes, sir, I read it.

Yes, sir.

No, gee, I can't.

I mean, I'd love to, but, uh,
I've got a date that night...

and, uh, well, my girlfriend
and I are having some troubles...

and, you know, she's really
jealous of our time together.

Uh, no, sir, you've
never met her.

Is she new?

Uh...

Well, actually, we have been
seeing each other for some time now.

Amanda. Amanda King, sir.

Um...

Yes, sir.

All right, all right. Uh...

Yes, I can bring her.

Your club, 8:00.

Yes, sir. Goodbye.

[AMANDA CLEARS THROAT]

Uh...

Amanda, I need you to
do a little favor for me.

AMANDA: So I gather.

That was my uncle.

Oh, the colonel?

Yeah, he's in town. He
wants to have dinner.

I told him I had a date, you know, thinking
I could get out of it that way and, um...

[CHUCKLES]

I'm stuck, so, uh...

- You think you could?
- Oh, Lee.

Look, I'm... Really, I'm flattered
that you thought to ask me.

Oh, good. I was desperate.

- Well, thank you so
much. LEE: Uh, no.

I didn't mean it that way. I mean,
you know, if you come along...

uh, it'll make
things a lot easier.

Sure. All right.

- You'll do it?
- Sure. I'd love to meet your uncle.

[SIGHS]

Good.

AMANDA: When do you get
your car back? LEE: Tomorrow.

AMANDA: Why did you have
to take it to the shop anyway?

LEE: It got a scratch. Some guy
parked next to me and dinged it.

AMANDA: Oh, Lee.

Eventually all
cars get scratched.

LEE: I know that, Amanda. I know
that. But my car was almost brand-new.

And some butcher comes
along and mutilates it.

I swear the maniac
did it on purpose.

I just don't understand why
people can't learn to be more careful.

[LEE LAUGHS NERVOUSLY]

[CHUCKLES]

How long has it been
since you've seen him?

- We had lunch in '82.
- Lee, that's really terrible.

I told you we haven't
seen much of each other.

Besides, Colonel Robert
Clayton's a very busy man.

Did you say Colonel
Robert Clayton?

The Colonel Robert Clayton
who's being court-martialed?

- You knew that.
- No. No, I didn't.

You've never said his first name. You
just called him the colonel or him or...

- Something worse.
- Yeah, well...

Gosh, he's probably
really gonna need you now.

He doesn't need anyone.

Oh, sure. He's
gonna need his family.

- What family?
- You.

He raised you.

He didn't have any choice.

When my parents died,
he was the only one left.

Oh, no. He could have said no.

No. Not the colonel.

It was his duty and he
always does his duty.

Ooh. That bad, huh?

Hey, how many kids get to pass
room inspection twice a week...

and learn the proper way
to spit-shine shoes, huh?

AMANDA: Hello.

[LIGHT JAZZ MUSIC
PLAYING ON PIANO]

- Good evening.
- Evening.

- Hello.
- Evening, sir. Ma'am.

Yeah, uh, Clayton,
party of three.

Ah, yes.

Uh, Colonel Clayton isn't here yet.
May I suggest that you wait at the bar?

- Sure.
- Fine.

Uh, could we would
have a window table?

- Very good. This way.
- Thank you.

- Thank you. MAN:
You're welcome.

LEE: Thank you.

I don't believe it.

This is the first time that I have
ever arrived before the colonel.

[CHUCKLES]

Must have forgot to
synchronize his watch.

Oh, come on, Lee, you sound
like you were raised by a machine.

Amanda, I was raised
by a career military officer.

It amounts to the same thing.

Thanks, sergeant.

I'll be back at 2300, sir.

Oh, that won't be
necessary, Sergeant Ballard.

We've all had a long week. You and
Lieutenant Mauntel take the night off.

- But, sir...
- It's all right, sergeant.

- I'll be fine.
- Yes, sir.

- Thank you, sir. Have a nice evening.
- You too.

CLAYTON: Thank you.

You know, sometimes your family's
harder on you than anybody else.

But it's only because they love
you and they expect so much of you.

I'm sure he really cares
about you very much.

Oh, come on, Amanda.

The man called me Diaper
Duty until my 16th birthday.

AMANDA: Ha-ha-ha. Well, he
must have done something right.

Look at the way you've turned out.
You're successful, hard-working, honest.

Any man would be proud
to have you for a son.

CLAYTON: Hello, skip.

Sir.

Uh, colonel.

Amanda, may I present
Colonel Robert Clayton.

AMANDA: How do you do, sir?

Colonel, Amanda King.

Delighted.

- Shall we take our table?
AMANDA: Oh, sure. Excuse me.

Thank you.

- Thank you very much, sir.
- My pleasure.

- Excuse me.
- Sir.

- I thought I asked for a window table.
- The colonel preferred this table, sir.

Yes, of course.

- Ma'am.
- Thank you very much.

- Sir.
- Thank you.

- Sir.
- Thank you.

Would anyone
care for a cocktail?

Some wine, Amanda?

Oh, yes, sir, that
would be very nice.

- A wine list, please?
- Sir.

The Pommard is very
nice, especially the '81.

Excellent idea.

But I prefer the '82.

- But the, uh, '81 is a vintage crop.
- We'll have the '82 vintage.

- Sir.
- Thank you.

Well, I don't know about anybody
else, but I'm really very hungry tonight.

I like a woman who
speaks her mind.

Your taste is improving, skip.

"Skip"?

Heh. Later.

Oh.

Sir, I was, uh... Well, I'm very sorry
about the court-martial. What happened?

Well, I wish I knew.

One minute, they were in a 180
rollover slipping into an inside loop...

- the next minute, they were gone.
- Hmm.

I heard the maneuver
was dangerous.

That's a bunch of
nonsense! I flew it myself.

Would anybody like
to split an appetizer?

Barry Austin and I...

alternated as flight leaders.

That could've been
me. I wish it had been.

When my men went down, I
should have been with them.

Who's your attorney?

I talked it over with General Patterson
and I've decided to represent myself.

Excuse me, but do you
think that's a wise decision?

You'll need help
building your defense.

I don't need a defense.
I haven't done anything.

Stuffed mushrooms
look awfully good.

No, sir, I'm sure you haven't, but people
are getting very, very upset about this.

To hell with them!

I'm right and that's
all that's important.

Sergeant Ballard is checking out
some information he thinks will clear me.

Thinks will clear you?

It sounds like you're basing your
hopes on a pretty flimsy possibility.

I didn't come here to have
you butt into my business.

Gee, the, uh, veal
really looks very good.

- What? AMANDA: The veal.

Oh, yes. Ahem.

BALLARD: I know I have to go to
that court-martial and tell the truth.

It's way out of hand, honey.

Pilots have been killed...

and Colonel Clayton
could go to prison.

I have to open up
about everything I know.

Listen, I'll call you tomorrow
right after the proceedings, okay?

I love you too, Elise.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[BALLARD YELLING]

[BALLARD SCREAMS]

LEE: Every night is New
Year's Eve with the colonel.

Well, I think you handled
yourself beautifully.

[LEE CHUCKLES]

Thank you.

AMANDA: Lee? LEE: Hmm?

AMANDA: What do you
think will happen to him?

LEE: He'll lose. Everything.

The Pentagon's in
an uproar right now.

The Air Force has lost too
many planes in one year.

In the last month, single planes
have gone down in Arizona, Utah...

New Mexico, California.

- And then the colonel's squadron.
- Why did they crash?

Well, according to the
investigative report, pilot error.

Review board rejected
that in the colonel's case.

Well, that's an awful lot
of planes for one month.

LEE: Hmm.

Is that normal?

No, it isn't. That's why
people are so upset.

It does seems strange,
though, doesn't it?

Hmm?

I mean, maybe it is
just a coincidence, but...

Maybe it's not.

He's so busy playing attorney, he can't see
what's going on in front of his own face.

Hold on.

[TIRES SQUEALING]

- Where are we going?
- To the colonel's hotel.

Something funny going
on. He's gonna need help.

And whether he
likes it or not...

- it's gonna be mine.
- Right.

[DISPATCHER SPEAKING
INDISTINCTLY OVER RADIO]

LEE: Excuse me.

Sir?

Colonel Clayton, what happened?

Just doesn't make sense. Sergeant
Ballard jumped from the balcony.

Didn't have a care in the
world. Was getting married.

I spoke with him tonight.

He and Elise had planned to honeymoon
to Hawaii. He picked up the tickets.

CLAYTON: Lieutenant,
I'll finish up here.

- We'll call Elise in the morning.
- Yes, sir.

Well, I think you better
go home with me then.

- What for?
- This hotel is not safe.

- For whom?
- Sir...

don't you find it a
little too coincidental

that nine planes flown
by nine ace pilots...

all went down during
the same month?

And this sergeant, who supposedly
has information relative to your case...

took a dive, and had two
tickets to Hawaii in his pocket?

- I don't buy it.
- You're reaching, Lee.

You've been playing
James Bond too long.

Sir, if what I'm saying is
true, then you are in danger.

I think you owe it to your men to stay
alive and get to the truth. Whatever it is.

- All right, you win.
- What?

- You win. LEE: Huh.

Okay, then, uh...

I'd better find you
another place for tomorrow.

Oh, uh... The...

Uh, sir, you're very welcome
to stay at my house tomorrow.

Mother and the boys
will be at the circus...

and all I was gonna do was bake
cookies for the scout jamboree.

- More than welcome, really.
Honestly. LEE: That's perfect.

- What time are they leaving?
- They're supposed to go around 10:30.

- Good. I'll, uh, drop him off at noon.
- Good.

CLAYTON: Lee, you don't
make up my mind for me.

I have been taking care of
myself for almost 60 years...

and I don't want the two of
you making my decisions for me.

Yes, sir.

I will be delighted to
spend the day with you.

Oh, thank you, sir.

CLAYTON: Pardon us, please.

AMANDA: Excuse me.
CLAYTON: Thank you.

LEE: I don't know. I
just don't buy it, Billy.

Pilot error nine
times in one month?

- You say they were all different planes?
- Yes.

I even checked
the flight patterns.

Except for the colonel's, the
maneuvers were all routine.

I know he's your uncle, but isn't it just
possible that the maneuver was dangerous?

Nobody knows better than I
that the colonel has his faults...

but one thing I can tell you, he is
a damn good commanding officer.

If he says the maneuver
was safe, it was safe.

You got a great
deal respect for him.

As a military man?

Yeah, you bet I do.

His only sin is that he's an innovator in
a profession that doesn't accept change.

He's a maverick.

Believe me, it's cost
him a lot of promotions.

Homicide called with
the coroner's report.

They found cuts and bruises
on Ballard's face and arms.

He could have gotten
those during the fall.

He landed on his back.

They also pulled O-positive blood
type samples from Ballard's shirt.

Ballard was type B.

- Are the police investigating?
- They're sending detectives to the hotel.

But they don't expect
to find anything.

Hmm. Because they
don't know what to look for.

I doubt if they know the connection between
Ballard and colonel's court-martial.

I'd like to look into this.

You should. But keep the colonel
in the background for the time being.

It's already taken care of.

I've got him stashed over at
Amanda's. I'm going there later.

Francine, could you take a look after, uh,
Prince Hussad's reception this afternoon?

- Prince Hussad? LEE: Yes.

Oh, well, thank God I
wore my designer original.

I think that was a yes.

Yeah. Ahem.

And like Lee says, pilots that
good don't make mistakes, Ted.

- He's got a point.
- Damn right he has.

PATTERSON: Can you tie in those crashes
out west with your squadron going down?

Lee's working on
that connection.

Let's hope he finds it. You've
got to get to the bottom of this.

CLAYTON: You can count on that.

I lost five of the finest
pilots in the military.

If someone else is responsible
for their deaths, I'll see him hang.

I'll drink to that.

[GLASSES CLINK]

Listen, Bob, I'd like to help you out,
but orders are hands off of this one.

I understand. It's okay.

No, it's not. You're
one hell of an officer.

- That means a lot.
- I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it.

Ahem. Here comes my
ride: Lieutenant Mauntel.

- General Patterson.
- Lieutenant.

Well, I gotta take off.

CLAYTON: My nephew, it
seems, fears for my safety.

He's stashing me for
the day at a friend's.

Sounds like a smart kid.

CLAYTON: He's learning.

- Thank you for your time.
PATTERSON: My pleasure.

And let me know
what you find out.

- You'll be the first.
- Okay.

Let's go, lieutenant.

- Well, you're really pretty good at that.
- Heh, heh.

I'm pretty handy in the kitchen.

[OVEN BUZZES]

- Oh, allow me.
- Thank you.

How'd they come out?

- They look gooey.
- Good.

- There you go.
- Thank you.

- All right.
- Your boys do that?

Yeah. Mother's Day.

Must be tough raising
two boys on your own.

You know, they ought
to have a manual...

with the rules, instead of
making them up as you go along.

Oh, that would be much too
easy and not nearly as much fun.

Somehow I never thought
of raising children as fun.

I guess you just do your best.

Well, sure, didn't you?

Oh, it wasn't the same thing.

[CHUCKLES]

You should have seen Lee
when he first came to me.

Seven years old and the first
thing out of his mouth was "no."

- I can believe that.
- Ha-ha-ha.

Boy, he was a tough kid.

I remember he had
a little girlfriend...

Alice, I think her name was.

And a few of the boys were giving her
a hard time and Lee took them all on.

My God, I was proud of him.

Two black eyes and a bloody
nose and he never shed a tear.

Of course, he, uh, knew
better than to do that.

Uh, yes, I guess
he probably did.

I tell you, he fought me
all the way. Still does.

We can't be in a room for
five minutes without fighting.

I have never met anyone
as stubborn as he is.

Well, you know, he's,
uh, all grown up now.

He's his own man. He has
his own way of doing things.

I guess he just has his own way.

And he is convinced that
his ways are better than mine.

Now, look, I, uh, don't argue
the fact that Lee has grown up.

I respect that.

You know, I bet he would very
much like to hear you say that.

Yeah, well, that's not so easy
to do, you know, because...

- Oh, no, it's all over your...
- I'm not so handy after all.

Look, why don't you just see if
you can grab those up off the floor?

- I'll get this off before it stains.
- Don't worry.

No, no, it's no
problem. I can do it.

You know, most
people don't know...

that if you take a little bit of ordinary
detergent and a little rubbing alcohol...

you can get a stain off
if you get to it quickly.

I've got all the
ingredients back here.

I can show you how to mix
it up if you'd like, colonel.

Sir?

Colonel Clayton?

Sir?

Oh, no.

Oh!

Go. Go.

LEE: What?
- Go, go, go.

LEE: What?
- Follow that car. They kidnapped...

They kidnapped the
colonel. To the right.

Whoa, whoa!

LEE: I don't believe
this is happening.

I didn't even have
it back one day.

AMANDA: Looks
pretty bad, doesn't it?

Well, a bullet in the tire and two in
the radiator wouldn't make it look good.

Hi, I'm Pearl and
here are today's tips.

Stay away from the cheesecake,
it's tired. The apple pie is a good bet.

- I'll just have coffee.
- No pie?

No, thank you.

- How about the missus?
- Just coffee, that's fine. Just coffee.

- Well, are you sure that's all you want?
- Yes, that's all, thank you very much.

Are you okay?

[SIGHS]

Oh...

I've gotta find out what's
going on. It is driving me crazy.

Look, you'll find out.

You really do care
about him, don't you?

- Well, he is my uncle.
- I know and he's...

Not too late to change
your mind about pie.

No. No pie, just
coffee, thank you.

- How could I have let this happen?
AMANDA: It wasn't your fault.

I stashed him at your place.

That's because you thought
he would be safe there.

[SIGHS]

We've gotta concentrate
on finding him.

Now let's backtrack.

- We arrived at your place
approximately... AMANDA: One-eighteen.

I put the first batch of cookies in
the oven and I checked my watch.

Right, right.

Now, did he say where he'd
been or if he'd talked to anybody?

Not a word. Lieutenant
Mauntel dropped him off.

LEE: Mauntel?
- Yeah.

- Didn't he take a cab?
- No. Lieutenant Mauntel dropped him off.

Come on. Let's go. We're gonna
have a chat with the lieutenant.

Other than Billy, he's the only one that
would know where the colonel would be.

AMANDA: Oh.
- Come on.

Okay, 1204, 1205.

It's down here.

Here it is.

Nobody's home.

- You keep a lookout.
- Right.

All clear.

It's gotta be right around
here somewhere, sweetheart.

- Oh, hello. I've lost my contact lens.
- Oh, darling.

- Oh, let me give you some help.
- Oh, thank you so much.

- I'm good at this.
- It happens to me all the time.

My left eyeball is smaller
than my right eyeball.

- It's over here somewhere.
- I can't see a thing.

- There it is. I see it there.
- Oh, thank you.

- Sweetheart, you are the smartest thing.
- Well, thank you.

Thank you so much. I really
do appreciate your help.

- No problem, ma'am.
- Okay, have a good day now.

- Thanks very much. Ahem.
- Goodbye.

Okay, what are we looking for?

- You'll know it when you see it.
- Oh!

You always say that.

I don't think I'll get used to
breaking into people's rooms...

and going through
their private things.

It's all part of the job.
Don't take it so personally.

Yeah, yeah, I know, it's just that,
you know, I respect people's privacy...

and I expect other
people to respect mine...

and I just know that if anybody
broke into my room and... Lee.

- What?
- Come here. I think I found something.

Look, I think it's an address.

- "1840 Panta River Road."
- Right.

Well, there's no telling
how long it's been on here.

Yeah. Is there a notebook or
any kind of stationery around?

Um... None that I can see.

So if someone called
you with an address...

Yeah.

You'd jot it down on
whatever's available.

- Sure, I would.
- Good.

It might not be Mauntel's,
but it's the only lead we've got.

- Panta River...
- Road.

- Right.
- All right.

- You got it?
- Yeah.

Okay. Let's go.

Wait. Now, hold it.
We're not going anywhere.

- I am. You're going straight home.
- Lee.

I may have to break into
someone else's house...

and go through
their personal things.

I wouldn't wanna put you
through that twice in one day.

Right.

Call me in an hour.

- I'm not going to...
- Call me in an hour.

If you don't call me
in an hour, I'll worry.

And if I worry, I'll
probably show up there.

I know where it is.
I found the address.

- All right.
- Just so I won't worry.

All right.

All right, come on.

Thank you.

What? Amanda.

- It's clear.
- Are you sure?

- Positive.
- Okay, good.

[VACUUM STOPS WHIRRING]

MAN [NEARBY]: You're
crazy. I'll spot you three points.

Come on. My bookie's
even spotting me four points.

Yeah, but your bookie ain't
making no money neither.

Okay, I'll take the three points this time,
but that's the last time you railroad me.

MAN: Hey, you!

[GRUNTS]

[CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY]

Guess I should
have called first.

All right, all right, all right.

LEE: You all right?

Do I look all right?

[LEE GRUNTS]

All right.

You two have a nice
little reunion, you hear?

[DOOR CLOSES]

It's no use. I already tried.

Sir, I may know a trick
or two that you don't.

[CLAYTON SCOFFS]

Who do you think trained you suits in
the first place? The military, that's who.

How'd you get here?

I found the address in
Paul Mauntel's hotel room.

Mauntel? What's he
got to do with this?

Heh. Looks like plenty.

And next time,
take a cab, will you?

He's more than just
an aide, he's a friend.

I know that. And it looks
like he's up to his bars in this.

And whoever owns this house.

I found a computer
jamming device upstairs.

What kind of jamming device?

The kind that you
can lock on an aircraft's

flight control computers
and scramble them.

Think they used that on my
squadron? That's what killed those boys?

Yeah, that's what it looks like.

We gotta get out of here.

Somebody is gonna
pay dearly for this.

Does anybody know you're here?

Yeah, Amanda does.

- Amanda?
- Yeah.

I promised I'd call within the
hour, it's gotta be that right now.

Look, if I don't call, she's
gonna know that there's trouble.

- Are you sure?
- Yes, I'm sure.

I know Amanda, she's got a good head
on her shoulders. She's very resourceful.

Anyway...

I taught her everything
that she knows.

[GROANS]

Everything she knows, huh?

Have a seat, Mrs. King.

All the loose ends, huh?

Precisely.

Ted, I don't believe
you're involved in this.

Involved isn't
quite the right word.

He set this entire operation up.

As a matter of fact...

the general here is responsible
for all those planes going down.

He jammed the flight
control computers...

which means a one-way
ticket to the ground.

But those were our boys
you killed, Ted. Why?

Oh, come on, Bob,
take a look around you.

Did you think my salary could
support this kind of lifestyle?

Why, I've been giving out bits and pieces
of information for quite a few years now.

Why Sergeant Ballard?

Unfortunately, he came down
with a bad case of remorse.

He demanded that I clear the good colonel's
name, otherwise he would tell everything.

So you had him killed
before he could expose you.

It seemed like the
expedient thing to do, yes.

You make me sick.

First you corrupt my men
and then you kill them.

Bob, you're taking this
much too personally.

Well, now, if you'll excuse me, I have
an appointment at Bergstrom Field.

It's time to deliver
the merchandise.

Mrs. King. Gentlemen.

We gotta try to get out of here.

I don't think he's
planning on any witnesses.

Lee, there may be no problem.

You know those tennis
lessons I've been taking?

- Yeah?
- Well, I flexed the muscles on my arms...

so that when I relax, I should be
able to slip right out of these ropes.

- Take it easy. That's delicate equipment.
- Yeah.

Take care of our friends inside and
make sure their bodies aren't found.

MAN: Yes, sir, general.

Come on.

AMANDA: I knew it would work.

Lee was right about you, Amanda.
He said you were very resourceful.

Well, I just do the
best that I can, sir.

These are very tight.

Oh, Lee, I'm really very sorry.

It's all right. Just find something
to cut these things with.

Yeah. Oh.

Here.

- Scoot your chair around.
- Yeah.

- Yeah, be careful with that
thing. AMANDA: Mm-hm.

Yeah, that's it.

- Come on, sir.
- Yeah.

Okay, good.

Bergstrom Field's a few
minutes from here. Let's get there.

Okay, come on. Wait.

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

Get back.

[GRUNTS]

Come on.

Well, there's no one
around. They must be inside.

- Blast right in there. We'll
surprise them. LEE: No.

It's better if I see
what the situation is.

They're not expecting us.

Excuse me, but this is not
some dogfight over Korea.

This is my territory. If you
don't mind, I'll give the orders.

Besides, I don't wanna
endanger the life of a civilian.

All right, what do
you want me to do?

Just give me a chance
to work my way inside.

- I may need you to mop up. Ready?
- Let's go.

PATTERSON: Put it in here.

Gently, now. Gently.

- Lee...
- All right.

I'm going up over.

- You go around the front.
- The front.

- Wait for me.
- Okay.

- Take care, huh?
- Okay. You take care.

Open those doors.
I'm gonna fire her up.

[GRUNTS]

Lee!

And that's for the squadron.

Well, looks like you two
make a pretty good team.

Well, I'd say we all do.

Yeah.

CLAYTON: Not bad.

Excellent.

You were right, Lee.

'81 is a better vintage.

[CHUCKLES]

- Now, there is something to drink to.
- I've got a better idea.

- Let's drink to family. LEE
& CLAYTON: Hear, hear.

Why don't you two make a
pact not to be such strangers.

You're right. We shouldn't
let another three years go by...

- between visits.
- Agreed.

Why don't you come to Washington
for the holidays? Stay at my place.

You've already played host.

Come out to the air base
and let me return the favor.

Uh, no offense, but an Air Force
base isn't exactly my idea of a vacation.

Come on, my apartment
will be more comfortable.

My bunk is fine. You spent a
good part of your life on them.

That's exactly why I don't
wanna see another one again.

Come on, you're
not putting me out.

- I'll rent a rollaway bed...
CLAYTON: Oh, no, you don't.

There's more than enough
room in my quarters.

- Now, listen...
- Family?

Hear, hear.

[ALL LAUGH]

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