A Stranger Is Watching Page #3

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With a wall behind it.

Yell, honey. Yell, scream.

I'm trapped in here!

Help!

Anyone!

Anyone!

I'm gonna lower you now.

Wait.

- I think I see something.

- What is it?

It looks like a tunnel.

A tunnel?

- Is it okay? Can you fit inside of it?

- I guess.

Well, try, sweetheart.

Julie!

Julie!

I'm okay.

There's no way out up there.

Stop it!

- Run, Julie, run!

- No!

Mommy!

No!

No! Please. No!

What happened?

Julie, run!

Mommy!

Mommy!

Mommy!

Honey, it's okay.

You were just having a bad dream.

- It was him. It was him.

- Him?

Who? Who are you talking about?

The man who kidnapped us.

He's the one who killed my mother.

He killed my mother.

But you said in court that

Ronald Thompson, the other man, did it.

I know.

But when Ronald Thompson came in...

...the other man ran out.

But you were so sure, Julie.

It was the flashbulbs.

I couldn't see.

And then Mr. Thompson was there.

Oh, God.

They're gonna execute him,

and he was innocent all the time.

Yeah?

- How you doing, champ?

- Are Julie and Sharon all right?

They're all right. Now, listen to me.

I want the money tomorrow at 2 a. m.

Yeah.

And no new bills.

No consecutive bills.

- Nothing bigger than a 50, right?

- Right.

And I want you to have it

in a United Airlines flight bag.

Wait. Wait.

How do I know they're okay?

Look, I need some proof

that they're all right.

- Forget it.

- Listen.

Why are you doing this to us?

Just let them go.

We won't press any charges.

- Did you get it?

- Waiting for a readout.

No. There's not enough time. All we

could get was a Manhattan exchange.

I'm sorry, Steve.

- Hey, man, got some change?

- Get your f***ing hands off me.

Why don't you ask your dad,

you punk bastard.

I already told you what I got for you.

I got something for you, man.

Give us your wallet

or we kill you, man.

Come on, coo.

Look, there's no reason

to get pissed off, man.

If you want it, it's yours, all right?

F***ing A.

Sh*t.

Oh, sh*t.

Oh, sh*t.

Anything broke?

- Are you hungry?

- Yeah.

Yeah, me too. I'm starving.

I could really go for a cheeseburger

with bacon, lettuce and tomato.

Yuck.

Yuck? What's yuck about it?

All of it.

Oh, yeah?

What would you rather have?

Three scoops of mocha

chocolate chip ice cream.

It's terrible for your complexion.

It was my mother's favorite.

Your mother still alive?

- Father?

- No.

He died when I was

about your age, I guess.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, so am I.

Boy, what a funny guy.

He used to drive a red convertible.

Told corny jokes all the time.

Hugged me a lot.

Still miss him?

Oh, yeah.

Especially when I do something

very well, you know?

Do you miss your mother, honey?

What would it take

to make you like me, Julie?

I think you could use

an older woman friend in your life.

I like you.

- What happened?

- What do you care?

You should really wash it first.

Water.

Do you have a handkerchief?

- I'm all right.

- Lean your head back.

You know where you are now?

You're right under the Oyster Bar.

I used to wash dishes right at this sink.

They got an elevator in here

nobody knows about.

It was Franklin Delano Roosevelt's

private elevator...

...to take him to his private railroad car.

You've got soft hands.

No.

Julie, run!

- Sharon!

- Run. Run!

Okay. We're gonna go down this way.

Take my hand,

and keep as quiet as you can.

Okay.

Keep going! Run that way.

Are you all right?

Look here.

Please help us.

We're lost. Do you understand that?

Lost?

Please, we've been kidnapped.

Got any money?

Yes. I do.

I've got money.

And I'll give it all to you if you'll

just point the direction to get out.

Here. A quarter.

And a dollar.

That's all I got.

Come on.

Follow him.

I see it now. Let's go.

No!

I'm Detective Taggart. There's

a $500 reward for these people.

He's not a cop!

You haven't got much

upstairs there, have you?

I didn't do nothing to her.

Oh, no.

- What'd you get out of that tape?

- It's clean.

We distributed the photos of Julie

and Miss Martin to the N.Y.P.D.

We can expect to hear

from them any time now.

Excuse me, sir, you can't come in.

- Kurner.

- Peterson, what the hell is going on here?

- He's got a court order.

- Damn right I've got a court order.

So where's your daughter, Peterson?

I've got a right to talk to her in your

presence or juvenile court or both.

She isn't here.

- No. I won't buy that.

- Hold on. There's been a kidnapping, mister.

Come on.

You can't con me by hiding her

and pretending she's been kidnapped.

That's obstruction of justice.

I see I won't have to worry

about finding a phone.

I'm paying the ransom.

So if you wanna talk to my daughter...

...you're gonna have to wait and hope

that they let her go in time.

- Hiya, Willie. How's the boy?

- Artie.

- Want a beer?

- Yeah. Thanks.

- Everything okay?

- What happened to you?

- Is Julie okay?

- They're still all right.

Well, what do you got to tell me?

Mr. Peterson got the money

this afternoon.

It ain't marked or nothing.

They're gonna have cops

crawling all over, just like you said.

What did I tell you?

Who was right, huh?

What's the matter?

I don't trust them.

- They're gonna catch us.

- No, they ain't.

You ain't even scared?

What can they prove?

They'll never find the bodies.

What do you mean?

Willie, we can't leave

those broads alive.

Want another beer?

You said you wouldn't hurt nobody.

We can't leave any witnesses, Willie.

How about some egg salad?

I got some fresh from the deli.

Julie's just a baby.

You can't hurt her.

I said I'd help you

if nothing happened to her.

Your Germans make

your best egg salad.

You're crazy!

I got some cheddar in here someplace.

I won't let you hurt that little girl.

- Hi, mister.

- Yeah?

You owe me for two weeks.

- Keep the change.

- Thank you.

I won't let you.

You won't let me, huh?

- How was this delivered?

- Found it in the mail slot.

I thought it was a demo tape.

I wasn't even gonna play it.

Punch it up on six.

Vic, you're on your own.

Okay, kid, go on. Talk.

Hello, Daddy? This is Julie.

Sharon and I are okay. Please pay

the man so we can come home.

- Please.

- Okay, Peterson. You got your proof.

Bring the money

tomorrow morning at 2 a. M...

...to the parking lot

at 9th Avenue and 49th.

I want you to be alone.

No surprises. No cops. No nothing.

Otherwise, your daughter and your girlfriend

and a whole shitload of people...

...are gonna blow sky-high.

Ever been to Arizona?

They've got this magazine,

Arizona Highways.

It shows all these places.

When I get this money,

I'm going to get me a place there.

Get a ranch.

I'll raise horses.

I love horses. They're dynamite.

No chickens.

Jesus Christ, I f***ing

hate chickens. Dumbshits.

No more.

No more, please.

No more, please.

A lot of things gonna change

when I get this money.

When you got money,

you can give everybody the finger.

Right?

Regular. No sugar.

That's very nice.

I'd like to go to the bathroom, please.

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