The Odyssey (1992–1994): Season 3, Episode 9 - Tug of War - full transcript
(mysterious music)
- [Jay] The doctor said I was in a coma.
Maybe I was, but there is a
world beyond consciousness
that they knew nothing about.
(bold daunting music)
But when I came back,
nothing was quite the same.
And I couldn't leave
that other world behind.
My odyssey continues.
(birds chirping)
- That's just about it.
- You know, boxes I
think are like rabbits.
If you leave 'em alone in the
dark, they tend to multiply.
- (chuckles) Then I'm
gonna need a bigger garage.
- Great, when do we start?
(Jay clears throat)
- Is there anything in
the fridge I can nuke?
- Well, how about a real meal?
We'll be starting dinner soon.
- This'll do.
- Uh, those are for your mom.
- A prize in every bag.
(gentle music)
- Yes.
- Steve.
(gentle music)
- Do you know where we are?
- Who cares?
As long as we're together, we're free.
We can go anywhere we want.
- Yeah, for now.
- When are you gonna stop
looking over your shoulder?
- It's a very useful life skill.
(light bouncy orchestral music)
What is that?
- Nothing. Just a bunhead.
I guess we're on her patch.
- I know that, but what's she doing?
- Hold it right there.
Those shoes on this
patch? I don't think so.
- Since when? We cut
through here all the time.
- You can only pass if you
respect our cultural integrity,
and walk this way.
- [Football Player] Who's gonna make us?
- [Football Player]
Where'd they come from?
- It's not nothing anymore.
(somber music)
(haunting music)
- Val, I can find him.
I have to track people down all the time.
- It's not like Jay owes
you money for a rec room
or a back deck, he's my son.
- I know. I just wanna help you.
You don't have to do this all by yourself.
- What happens when you find him?
- Hey, I promise, I won't
use any power tools.
(Val chuckles)
Look, Val, you have to trust me.
I'll be able to find a
way to talk with him.
- Okay.
- We installed the
checkpoints like you told us,
but the cleat feet still dis our culture.
Their footprints are everywhere.
- What are you doing
to keep outsiders out?
- We examine toes and arches.
- What about deterrence?
- "Swan Lake" usually works, full volume.
- Uh (chuckles), it's
not my place to interfere
in your internal policies,
but if I wanted to control my turf,
I'd use something stronger
than classical music.
- Nutcrackers?
- Monitors.
(classical orchestral music)
- A generous gift. How can we thank you?
- Don't--
- A gala, in your honor.
- Ever mention it again.
- This is a great moment in
the cultural preservation
of the bunheads, we thank you.
(engines rumbling)
- Finger, a patron of the arts?
- Yeah, the art of self-interest.
- "Mutant Space Spiders Take LA."
Rare, huh?
So, what'll you give me for it?
- Too rare for my blood.
I have to get the boss to approve anything
over a hundred dollars.
But, compromise is an art.
- Take a number.
- This is serious. I
have to raise some funds.
- What's the deal, Jay?
Where're you going?
- LA.
- Don't you know? Mutant
space spiders took LA.
Now wait your turn.
(serious tense music)
- [Finger] Think of it
like a jigsaw puzzle.
- [Savage] How does it all fit together?
- It doesn't. See,
that's the beauty of it.
Each club builds walls
around its own little patch,
an island where they can
wear their pink shoes,
fly their own flag, throw their own ball.
- That's brilliant.
They're all prisoners of their
own flag-waving stupidity.
All that wall-building and in-fighting,
the kids will be busy.
- Hating your neighbor is a full-time job.
- The way they walk just isn't
natural. They're not like us.
- Yeah, but Finger loves that kinda talk.
I mean, if all kids think like that,
then they'll never unite against him.
He was working on a plan.
- What about our plan to
get away from his plans?
- Yeah, but where to?
Don't ever underestimate Finger's reach.
- We'll find someplace, anywhere.
As long as we're together.
(voice chattering loudly)
Snatchers.
(fire crackling)
(people chattering)
- And monitors, working together.
(people cheering)
Can't you see what's happening?
- Not if I don't look.
Let's just go the other way.
We don't need the hassle.
- Hiding out again, is that what you want?
- Hiding out together wouldn't be so bad.
- Yeah, but if no one stops Finger,
then there'll be no place to hide.
- We have to find ways to
get around the checkpoints.
We need to get the truth out to the clubs.
Let them know what Finger's up too.
- Don't worry, we'll find a way.
- I hate failure.
- But your plan is sheer genius.
The checkpoints are multiplying daily.
- But the bladers are
still getting through.
Here's my entire plan,
written out in the fax
for everyone to see.
- Ah, you're bad,
but don't bother to
renew your subscription,
this is the final edition.
Come, look at the junk that
came in the morning mail.
- Where'd you find him?
- Well, I'm bad too.
Our little friend here has
graciously put me in touch
with the publisher.
(digital beeping)
- I call it The Total Wipeout.
- Catchy title.
- It eradicates information
on documents, computer disks,
in fact, on any medium of storage.
- A sort of anti-knowledge bomb.
- (laughs) Bomb denotes destruction,
that's, that's not the
intent of this device.
- I've got some files to delete.
- Well, to use the
vernacular, this is your baby.
- What about dot matrix?
- Outdated technology.
- Will your eraser rub this out?
- How else would you interpret
the phrase "Total Wipeout"?
- Excellent, then.
Time to teach Alpha a lesson.
- Alpha?
- We could go to your place,
grab your stuff and leave.
Come on, you'll like it.
- Right. Swimming pools,
gang wars, LA sounds great.
- Come on, what are you waiting for?
- I can't go today.
I gotta collect on my
paper route tomorrow,
and after that I plan to
continue with my life.
- You think this is a life?
Maybe you better stay here.
- Send me a postcard.
(pop music in background)
- Incoming.
- Can you get me the recent
data on "The Fax" circulation?
I think it's the back.
- [Assistant] I'll look.
It could take awhile.
(tense mysterious music)
- [Alpha] What're you doing here?
- I was just strolling
through the neighborhood.
- Strolling?
- Yes, a cardiovascular flush.
Highly recommend it.
- My circulation's fine. Thank you.
- Oh. What's this?
When did it arrive?
- Today in the mail.
- Don't you think you
should take a look at it?
- I've got plenty to do without it.
Now, can I continue my work, please?
- But, aren't you curious?
After all, curiosity is one
of the basic human drives.
To suppress it could irreparably
stunt the human organism.
Please?
- All right.
(tense somber music)
(digital beeping)
There. Are you happy?
It looks like a jumbo eraser.
- Kryptonite looks harmless
unless you're Superman.
- Why don't you just say what you mean?
- Interpersonal communication
is fraught with complications
and contradictions.
Logic dictates it be avoided entirely,
unless it is unavoidable.
Like now.
- Fractal, have you lost your mind?
- Not yet.
(intense music)
(rapid whirring)
- 20, 30, 40, and 50.
- I guess I'll be going now. See ya.
- There's great comics in
LA, all kinds of collectors.
- 50 bucks just might
get him to the airport,
and maybe buy him a bag of pretzels.
- I'm not asking for any handouts.
- See, I only gave him 50
because he's your friend.
Look it up. His comic's only worth 30.
- Thanks, but Jay.
- Change your mind?
- I promised Nathan I'd
help him with his database.
- The adventure of a
lifetime, have a nice one.
- [Fractal] Alpha, I should warn you.
- (sighs) That was a
ridiculous display of emotions,
but I guess anything's a breakthrough.
My office looks fine.
- [Fractal] Fine is a relative term.
- It's empty.
(deep somber music)
Everything is erased.
It's a disaster. All my...
You did this.
This isn't science. This
is strictly Stone Age.
(deep somber music)
Fractal, you erased her memory too.
(dramatic music)
- Alpha?
- Something's different.
(deep somber music)
It's like a storm washed everything away.
Only the rain wasn't water.
- It was bleach.
- It was Finger.
He made good on his threat.
She tried to expose him,
but he's still at it.
- Making everyone a prisoner
on their narrow little patch.
- With their narrow little minds.
Was a perfect plan.
- You approve?
- I appreciate a virtuoso
no matter which instrument
he plays.
(deep somber music)
- Consider this Finger's "Swan Song".
We got to organize the clubs,
put together some resistance.
After what he did to Alpha?
- Excuse me.
Aren't you the kid who doesn't have to see
because he chooses not to look?
- Yesterday's kid.
From now on, I'll be
whoever I have to be to win.
(elevator dings)
- Jay?
Hi.
- Hi.
I'm going to Los Angeles. Wanna come?
- Jay, I don't think we're
ready to go away together yet.
- I'm not talking a
weekend. I'm leaving home.
- Homeless in LA?
Whoa, wait a minute, Jay. Come on in.
- I'm not sticking around that long.
- We have to talk.
- You can save the lecture,
I've heard it already.
- Steve called the
station, looking for you.
- What does he want?
- To talk to you.
He said he was your mother's fiance.
- If he calls back, are
you gonna say you saw me?
- I wouldn't do that.
(sighs) But what are
you running away from?
I mean, why don't you just call him?
- And say what?
I'm outta here.
(woman scoffs)
- When are you gonna take a stand, Jay?
(elevator dings)
(people chattering)
- I chipped a tooth eating dirt out there.
- I had to crawl through
the gutter to get here.
- You belong in the gutter, you reptile.
(people chattering unhappily)
- Stop. We've got to pull together.
All this infighting just plays
us right into Finger's hands.
- Finger's right hand
is sitting over there.
- Wrong. Medea's always been on our side.
- If I want crumbs on my
side, I'll eat crackers.
- You're acting like a
bunch of spoiled kids.
- What's your point?
- Shut up. Listen.
- No, you shut up.
- Yeah, right.
(all grumbling)
- Nice try, but you couldn't
hold these guys together
with super glue.
Just get outta here.
- Where to? I don't make
a very good refugee.
(all talking at once)
- Maybe you should rid
of some of your jewelry.
(doors bang)
(slow tense music)
- Clear out.
- What do you want, Savage?
I thought we already took out the garbage,
- Ha-ha. New tower law,
no public gathering.
I'm here to send everyone
back to their own patch.
- Who's gonna throw us out, you?
- Two monitors against all of us?
- Hey, done it before.
- Ain't gonna do it now.
- Things have changed.
- You're outta here.
- Vertical or horizontal?
- It's your choice.
(deep tense music)
- Do you really think you're a hero?
To me, you're just a minor inconvenience.
- He'll be back.
- We'll be ready for him.
We'll put together an army
of kids from all the clubs.
- Finger is Finger, who can stop him?
- You could've stopped him yourself.
You made the bomb.
- A purely theoretical exercise.
- Knowledge like yours needs a conscience.
- Knowledge is pure.
It should not be filtered
through a subordinate
mental process.
- What about guilt?
Don't you feel even a
little pang of remorse?
- Now that you mention it,
there was an emotional
component to this incident
that defies rational explanation.
The juxtaposition of sentiment and science
is totally incompatible.
- It's called ethics.
What happened to me can happen to you too.
I hope you make back-up files.
- Perhaps you can assist me.
Of course, I will endeavor to
retrieve your lost knowledge,
and restore your assistant
to her previous level of maturity.
- Are you asking me to stay?
- My laboratory offers
a measure of security
for you to continue to think as you do.
In maudlin terms, I'm begging you to stay.
- (sighs) I'll need a lab coat.
- Steve, I gotta talk to you.
- Thanks.
Well, I guess you didn't get very far.
- I don't want you taking
advantage of my mother.
She's lonely.
- Jay, when your mom and I are together,
neither one of us is lonely.
- That's not love. She'll go
out with anyone, even a lawyer.
- So what are you giving
me here, her dance card?
- I'm giving you a chance to
get out before she ditches you.
- Oh, I see.
Well, thanks, but I think
I'll take my chances.
Now, let me give you a lift home,
'cause your mom's worried about you.
She misses you.
- She better get used to it.
If I could find my dad, my mom
would dump you in a second.
- Well, your mom thinks he's dead,
and you believe your father's alive.
Let's find out.
- What do you care? What's in it for you?
- Oh, we settle this
thing once and for all.
All of our lives are
on hold until we know.
- We'll never find him.
- What's the matter, Jay,
are you afraid of the truth?
- I know he's alive. I
don't need to find him.
- I think you do.
You ever really looked?
What do you say?
- You don't get it. He
doesn't wanna be found.
- Two, one, two, one--
- Pick 'em up. Double time.
Want me to call you a cab?
I'll tell you when it's
time for milk and cookies.
(suspenseful music)
At ease.
(sticks clatter)
(suspenseful music)
The enemy is in sight. Playtime is over.
- We're on a break.
- Now's the time to
knock out the checkpoint.
- Couldn't we just run up
and down a couple more hills?
- Do what you want. I'll
do whatever needs doing.
You guys are pathetic.
- What do you want, flatfoot?
- I wanna pass.
- You've gotta walk the walk.
- Give me a break. What difference
does it make how I walk?
- Either you get on your
toes, or you take a hike.
- You gotta do what you gotta do.
(gentle ambient music)
- [Bunhead] Stop him, you ludwigs.
- Uh!
(bunhead screaming)
- Forget it.
- Let me go!
- Border's open.
Don't you know you can't stop progress?
(adventurous music)
- [Group] Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay,
Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay.
- Presentation is critical.
The buyer will be here momentarily.
(device whirring)
- I'm disappointed in you.
While I've been trying to get
you to accept responsibility--
- It's merely an infrared optical device.
- It's a night scope to
spot your enemy in the dark.
- You could use it to read in bed.
- Assuming I still had
books with words in them.
How could you Fractal, after
what's been done to me?
(device crashes)
- What have you done?
We needed the money to restore
your dead letter office.
- Blood money? I don't want it.
I'm gonna give Finger a piece of my mind.
(tense suspenseful music)
Jay?
(mysterious music)
- [Jay] The doctor said I was in a coma.
Maybe I was, but there is a
world beyond consciousness
that they knew nothing about.
(bold daunting music)
But when I came back,
nothing was quite the same.
And I couldn't leave
that other world behind.
My odyssey continues.
(birds chirping)
- That's just about it.
- You know, boxes I
think are like rabbits.
If you leave 'em alone in the
dark, they tend to multiply.
- (chuckles) Then I'm
gonna need a bigger garage.
- Great, when do we start?
(Jay clears throat)
- Is there anything in
the fridge I can nuke?
- Well, how about a real meal?
We'll be starting dinner soon.
- This'll do.
- Uh, those are for your mom.
- A prize in every bag.
(gentle music)
- Yes.
- Steve.
(gentle music)
- Do you know where we are?
- Who cares?
As long as we're together, we're free.
We can go anywhere we want.
- Yeah, for now.
- When are you gonna stop
looking over your shoulder?
- It's a very useful life skill.
(light bouncy orchestral music)
What is that?
- Nothing. Just a bunhead.
I guess we're on her patch.
- I know that, but what's she doing?
- Hold it right there.
Those shoes on this
patch? I don't think so.
- Since when? We cut
through here all the time.
- You can only pass if you
respect our cultural integrity,
and walk this way.
- [Football Player] Who's gonna make us?
- [Football Player]
Where'd they come from?
- It's not nothing anymore.
(somber music)
(haunting music)
- Val, I can find him.
I have to track people down all the time.
- It's not like Jay owes
you money for a rec room
or a back deck, he's my son.
- I know. I just wanna help you.
You don't have to do this all by yourself.
- What happens when you find him?
- Hey, I promise, I won't
use any power tools.
(Val chuckles)
Look, Val, you have to trust me.
I'll be able to find a
way to talk with him.
- Okay.
- We installed the
checkpoints like you told us,
but the cleat feet still dis our culture.
Their footprints are everywhere.
- What are you doing
to keep outsiders out?
- We examine toes and arches.
- What about deterrence?
- "Swan Lake" usually works, full volume.
- Uh (chuckles), it's
not my place to interfere
in your internal policies,
but if I wanted to control my turf,
I'd use something stronger
than classical music.
- Nutcrackers?
- Monitors.
(classical orchestral music)
- A generous gift. How can we thank you?
- Don't--
- A gala, in your honor.
- Ever mention it again.
- This is a great moment in
the cultural preservation
of the bunheads, we thank you.
(engines rumbling)
- Finger, a patron of the arts?
- Yeah, the art of self-interest.
- "Mutant Space Spiders Take LA."
Rare, huh?
So, what'll you give me for it?
- Too rare for my blood.
I have to get the boss to approve anything
over a hundred dollars.
But, compromise is an art.
- Take a number.
- This is serious. I
have to raise some funds.
- What's the deal, Jay?
Where're you going?
- LA.
- Don't you know? Mutant
space spiders took LA.
Now wait your turn.
(serious tense music)
- [Finger] Think of it
like a jigsaw puzzle.
- [Savage] How does it all fit together?
- It doesn't. See,
that's the beauty of it.
Each club builds walls
around its own little patch,
an island where they can
wear their pink shoes,
fly their own flag, throw their own ball.
- That's brilliant.
They're all prisoners of their
own flag-waving stupidity.
All that wall-building and in-fighting,
the kids will be busy.
- Hating your neighbor is a full-time job.
- The way they walk just isn't
natural. They're not like us.
- Yeah, but Finger loves that kinda talk.
I mean, if all kids think like that,
then they'll never unite against him.
He was working on a plan.
- What about our plan to
get away from his plans?
- Yeah, but where to?
Don't ever underestimate Finger's reach.
- We'll find someplace, anywhere.
As long as we're together.
(voice chattering loudly)
Snatchers.
(fire crackling)
(people chattering)
- And monitors, working together.
(people cheering)
Can't you see what's happening?
- Not if I don't look.
Let's just go the other way.
We don't need the hassle.
- Hiding out again, is that what you want?
- Hiding out together wouldn't be so bad.
- Yeah, but if no one stops Finger,
then there'll be no place to hide.
- We have to find ways to
get around the checkpoints.
We need to get the truth out to the clubs.
Let them know what Finger's up too.
- Don't worry, we'll find a way.
- I hate failure.
- But your plan is sheer genius.
The checkpoints are multiplying daily.
- But the bladers are
still getting through.
Here's my entire plan,
written out in the fax
for everyone to see.
- Ah, you're bad,
but don't bother to
renew your subscription,
this is the final edition.
Come, look at the junk that
came in the morning mail.
- Where'd you find him?
- Well, I'm bad too.
Our little friend here has
graciously put me in touch
with the publisher.
(digital beeping)
- I call it The Total Wipeout.
- Catchy title.
- It eradicates information
on documents, computer disks,
in fact, on any medium of storage.
- A sort of anti-knowledge bomb.
- (laughs) Bomb denotes destruction,
that's, that's not the
intent of this device.
- I've got some files to delete.
- Well, to use the
vernacular, this is your baby.
- What about dot matrix?
- Outdated technology.
- Will your eraser rub this out?
- How else would you interpret
the phrase "Total Wipeout"?
- Excellent, then.
Time to teach Alpha a lesson.
- Alpha?
- We could go to your place,
grab your stuff and leave.
Come on, you'll like it.
- Right. Swimming pools,
gang wars, LA sounds great.
- Come on, what are you waiting for?
- I can't go today.
I gotta collect on my
paper route tomorrow,
and after that I plan to
continue with my life.
- You think this is a life?
Maybe you better stay here.
- Send me a postcard.
(pop music in background)
- Incoming.
- Can you get me the recent
data on "The Fax" circulation?
I think it's the back.
- [Assistant] I'll look.
It could take awhile.
(tense mysterious music)
- [Alpha] What're you doing here?
- I was just strolling
through the neighborhood.
- Strolling?
- Yes, a cardiovascular flush.
Highly recommend it.
- My circulation's fine. Thank you.
- Oh. What's this?
When did it arrive?
- Today in the mail.
- Don't you think you
should take a look at it?
- I've got plenty to do without it.
Now, can I continue my work, please?
- But, aren't you curious?
After all, curiosity is one
of the basic human drives.
To suppress it could irreparably
stunt the human organism.
Please?
- All right.
(tense somber music)
(digital beeping)
There. Are you happy?
It looks like a jumbo eraser.
- Kryptonite looks harmless
unless you're Superman.
- Why don't you just say what you mean?
- Interpersonal communication
is fraught with complications
and contradictions.
Logic dictates it be avoided entirely,
unless it is unavoidable.
Like now.
- Fractal, have you lost your mind?
- Not yet.
(intense music)
(rapid whirring)
- 20, 30, 40, and 50.
- I guess I'll be going now. See ya.
- There's great comics in
LA, all kinds of collectors.
- 50 bucks just might
get him to the airport,
and maybe buy him a bag of pretzels.
- I'm not asking for any handouts.
- See, I only gave him 50
because he's your friend.
Look it up. His comic's only worth 30.
- Thanks, but Jay.
- Change your mind?
- I promised Nathan I'd
help him with his database.
- The adventure of a
lifetime, have a nice one.
- [Fractal] Alpha, I should warn you.
- (sighs) That was a
ridiculous display of emotions,
but I guess anything's a breakthrough.
My office looks fine.
- [Fractal] Fine is a relative term.
- It's empty.
(deep somber music)
Everything is erased.
It's a disaster. All my...
You did this.
This isn't science. This
is strictly Stone Age.
(deep somber music)
Fractal, you erased her memory too.
(dramatic music)
- Alpha?
- Something's different.
(deep somber music)
It's like a storm washed everything away.
Only the rain wasn't water.
- It was bleach.
- It was Finger.
He made good on his threat.
She tried to expose him,
but he's still at it.
- Making everyone a prisoner
on their narrow little patch.
- With their narrow little minds.
Was a perfect plan.
- You approve?
- I appreciate a virtuoso
no matter which instrument
he plays.
(deep somber music)
- Consider this Finger's "Swan Song".
We got to organize the clubs,
put together some resistance.
After what he did to Alpha?
- Excuse me.
Aren't you the kid who doesn't have to see
because he chooses not to look?
- Yesterday's kid.
From now on, I'll be
whoever I have to be to win.
(elevator dings)
- Jay?
Hi.
- Hi.
I'm going to Los Angeles. Wanna come?
- Jay, I don't think we're
ready to go away together yet.
- I'm not talking a
weekend. I'm leaving home.
- Homeless in LA?
Whoa, wait a minute, Jay. Come on in.
- I'm not sticking around that long.
- We have to talk.
- You can save the lecture,
I've heard it already.
- Steve called the
station, looking for you.
- What does he want?
- To talk to you.
He said he was your mother's fiance.
- If he calls back, are
you gonna say you saw me?
- I wouldn't do that.
(sighs) But what are
you running away from?
I mean, why don't you just call him?
- And say what?
I'm outta here.
(woman scoffs)
- When are you gonna take a stand, Jay?
(elevator dings)
(people chattering)
- I chipped a tooth eating dirt out there.
- I had to crawl through
the gutter to get here.
- You belong in the gutter, you reptile.
(people chattering unhappily)
- Stop. We've got to pull together.
All this infighting just plays
us right into Finger's hands.
- Finger's right hand
is sitting over there.
- Wrong. Medea's always been on our side.
- If I want crumbs on my
side, I'll eat crackers.
- You're acting like a
bunch of spoiled kids.
- What's your point?
- Shut up. Listen.
- No, you shut up.
- Yeah, right.
(all grumbling)
- Nice try, but you couldn't
hold these guys together
with super glue.
Just get outta here.
- Where to? I don't make
a very good refugee.
(all talking at once)
- Maybe you should rid
of some of your jewelry.
(doors bang)
(slow tense music)
- Clear out.
- What do you want, Savage?
I thought we already took out the garbage,
- Ha-ha. New tower law,
no public gathering.
I'm here to send everyone
back to their own patch.
- Who's gonna throw us out, you?
- Two monitors against all of us?
- Hey, done it before.
- Ain't gonna do it now.
- Things have changed.
- You're outta here.
- Vertical or horizontal?
- It's your choice.
(deep tense music)
- Do you really think you're a hero?
To me, you're just a minor inconvenience.
- He'll be back.
- We'll be ready for him.
We'll put together an army
of kids from all the clubs.
- Finger is Finger, who can stop him?
- You could've stopped him yourself.
You made the bomb.
- A purely theoretical exercise.
- Knowledge like yours needs a conscience.
- Knowledge is pure.
It should not be filtered
through a subordinate
mental process.
- What about guilt?
Don't you feel even a
little pang of remorse?
- Now that you mention it,
there was an emotional
component to this incident
that defies rational explanation.
The juxtaposition of sentiment and science
is totally incompatible.
- It's called ethics.
What happened to me can happen to you too.
I hope you make back-up files.
- Perhaps you can assist me.
Of course, I will endeavor to
retrieve your lost knowledge,
and restore your assistant
to her previous level of maturity.
- Are you asking me to stay?
- My laboratory offers
a measure of security
for you to continue to think as you do.
In maudlin terms, I'm begging you to stay.
- (sighs) I'll need a lab coat.
- Steve, I gotta talk to you.
- Thanks.
Well, I guess you didn't get very far.
- I don't want you taking
advantage of my mother.
She's lonely.
- Jay, when your mom and I are together,
neither one of us is lonely.
- That's not love. She'll go
out with anyone, even a lawyer.
- So what are you giving
me here, her dance card?
- I'm giving you a chance to
get out before she ditches you.
- Oh, I see.
Well, thanks, but I think
I'll take my chances.
Now, let me give you a lift home,
'cause your mom's worried about you.
She misses you.
- She better get used to it.
If I could find my dad, my mom
would dump you in a second.
- Well, your mom thinks he's dead,
and you believe your father's alive.
Let's find out.
- What do you care? What's in it for you?
- Oh, we settle this
thing once and for all.
All of our lives are
on hold until we know.
- We'll never find him.
- What's the matter, Jay,
are you afraid of the truth?
- I know he's alive. I
don't need to find him.
- I think you do.
You ever really looked?
What do you say?
- You don't get it. He
doesn't wanna be found.
- Two, one, two, one--
- Pick 'em up. Double time.
Want me to call you a cab?
I'll tell you when it's
time for milk and cookies.
(suspenseful music)
At ease.
(sticks clatter)
(suspenseful music)
The enemy is in sight. Playtime is over.
- We're on a break.
- Now's the time to
knock out the checkpoint.
- Couldn't we just run up
and down a couple more hills?
- Do what you want. I'll
do whatever needs doing.
You guys are pathetic.
- What do you want, flatfoot?
- I wanna pass.
- You've gotta walk the walk.
- Give me a break. What difference
does it make how I walk?
- Either you get on your
toes, or you take a hike.
- You gotta do what you gotta do.
(gentle ambient music)
- [Bunhead] Stop him, you ludwigs.
- Uh!
(bunhead screaming)
- Forget it.
- Let me go!
- Border's open.
Don't you know you can't stop progress?
(adventurous music)
- [Group] Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay,
Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay.
- Presentation is critical.
The buyer will be here momentarily.
(device whirring)
- I'm disappointed in you.
While I've been trying to get
you to accept responsibility--
- It's merely an infrared optical device.
- It's a night scope to
spot your enemy in the dark.
- You could use it to read in bed.
- Assuming I still had
books with words in them.
How could you Fractal, after
what's been done to me?
(device crashes)
- What have you done?
We needed the money to restore
your dead letter office.
- Blood money? I don't want it.
I'm gonna give Finger a piece of my mind.
(tense suspenseful music)
Jay?
(mysterious music)