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Yes, sir.

If you didn't, the judge would rule against you,

and you'd become a fugitive.

Once you're there, your husband will,

as you say, portray you as a drug addict.

For all I know, you are one.

You break in here uninvited.

I'd say your attacker has a very good chance

of gaining sole custody.

- If you don't mind, put this away.

- No, no. Take it.

Is that it?

You won't help me?

That's what I'm telling you.

It's too late.

There isn't anybody who can help you.

In good conscience, I should say...

...the custody hearing is probably a trick.

It's not about itself. It's a way to find you.

A way to get you in a particular place and time

so his men can follow you...

...and he can come to wherever you are...

...and kill you.

Okay.

Now I got to make you a promise, Grace.

Ever since you were born...

One day I started thinking

of all the awful things that could happen.

People who you'd love would die...

...or leave you, or betray you...

...and break your heart.

Or a guy would hurt you in some way.

And I thought to myself, if I could...

...protect you from that, even once.

If I could just...

...absorb any of that myself.

Here goes.

Okay, you guys, keep up with me.

This is really busy here.

Would you hold her hand, please?

This is the most ridiculous thing I've ever done.

- Oh, yeah? How about Horace?

- Okay, the second most.

Rent a car, drive to Reno, then fly to San Jose.

- Are you out of your mind?

- You noticed?

Oh, my!

What happened?

I thought I'm supposed to drive to Reno.

I had to make sure you weren't followed.

Okay.

Hey, Graceland. How are you?

Hey, Gracie! Over here!

- Here are the tickets.

- Okay.

Some cash and credit cards. It's on me.

- Just don't call home. Or Phil's.

- Okay.

Think of it as a paid vacation you never had.

Hey, toots.

You want to give Mommy a hug?

Come here.

Say goodbye to me. Okay?

I'm going to miss you. It's just for a little while.

A little kiss?

Can I have a little smile before you go?

Okay.

Sweetie, why don't you sit up front, okay?

Take care of her.

Oh, honey.

I don't want you to worry, okay?

Eric will have her dribbling behind her back

the next time you see her.

Thanks. I'm number 1 on the auto dialer.

Call me, or I'll call you.

All calls, 15 seconds or less.

- Cake?

- Pie.

Try to have fun.

Hey, how long?

The custody hearing is in the next month, so...

- That's my deadline.

- Deadline for what?

Relax. Close your eyes.

I'm not here. He's not here.

Time!

Relax. Breathe. Close your eyes.

Close your eyes. That's it. Go!

Relax. Keep your balance.

- You ready?

- Yes.

You sure?

- Can you lose?

- No.

- Can he hurt you?

- No.

- Even though he's bigger?

- He's a lot bigger.

- Even though he's stronger?

- He's a lot stronger.

Get some rest tonight.

Tomorrow we're gonna work on the ball.

Look at me!

- If he hits you...

- No way.

Say it.

It takes twice as much energy

to swing and miss as to swing and hit.

You think you're done for.

He's got you by the throat. Left arm up.

Good. Rotate around. Drop that arm.

Reach up, grab my hand.

There. Good.

So how do you win?

How?

I attack.

- And what do you do after you attack?

- Nothing.

Why nothing?

Because I never stop attacking.

Good! Do it!

Use your legs. Keep that chin down!

That's it! Go! Go!

One last thing.

The hardest lesson.

We can't control the universe.

Suddenly the maid enters.

You're distracted for an instant and he hits you.

That's not possible.

To win, we must prepare,

even for the impossible.

We bend the universe to our will,

but it will only go so far.

- So you're saying...

- Yes.

You're down.

Lying there.

Seemingly beaten.

But hear me.

Hold on to my voice.

He's standing over you.

He thinks he's won.

And as sure as he's a coward,

he will try to kick you.

Yes.

But because you know what he'll do...

...you're smiling inside.

- How's that guy I set you up with?

- He's good.

- He teach you how to think?

- I hope so.

Did you find Mitch?

He sold the house.

Bought a place out near the marina.

I need a woman who looks like me.

5'5", 115 pounds.

An off-duty cop or something.

She should have her hair cut short, too.

- She should wear jeans and sneakers.

- Here's his address.

I got her a room at the Washington Square Inn.

What's she for?

I need Mitch to think I'm here, in San Francisco.

Have her meet me, 5:45,

top floor of the Vesuvio's.

Today? Well, that's awful short notice.

I don't know-

I thought Jupiter was almighty,

powerful, king of the gods.

Yeah. One more thing.

At some point,

not right now because it would be phony...

...I need you to acknowledge I'm your kid.

- You sure this will work?

- You bet your life.

Thanks. I will.

- And where is Gracie?

- Well, she gets back the day after tomorrow.

And then we're gonna fly to LA.

Tell me something, please.

Why is this call different?

Well, you know, we were in the country then.

Now we're in the city, meeting with my lawyers.

So, you know, there's lots of cell phones here.

So, there's no way they can trace this.

Make sure you call me the minute you get back.

I can't wait to see my girls, okay?

Hey, give me the ball, man!

- Coffee?

- No, I got to get home. Change for work.

I'll call you.

You want my number?

Sure.

- Thanks, for everything.

- You, too.

I really appreciate it.

Really.

Lucy. Hey, baby.

No, I had to work late.

Tonight's no good. I have a flight

to San Francisco early tomorrow morning.

If it was pleasure, you'd be going, too.

No, I have to go up and pick up my daughter.

Yeah, the custody hearing is down here.

But it looks as if Gracie

is being taken to San Francisco...

...and my wife...

...it seems as if she has completely vanished.

Right off the face of the earth.

I doubt they'll ever find her this time.

I want her to meet you, too.

We'll call you as soon as we get back.

Love you. 'Bye.

- Hi. What's up?

- I'm in.

Thanks for letting me come talk about Gracie.

I'm glad you're willing to admit your temper.

And let's not mince words.

The physical abuse you subjected me to.

Perhaps with your new attitude,

we can really work something out.

Per your last letter, I'll see you the evening of...

Hey. You okay?

Say it again.

Say what?

You know, what you told me.

You have a divine, animal right...

...to protect your own life

and the life of your offspring.

Are you still there?

Yeah.

Stay on the line. I want to see if this works.

It's me.

Yeah.

And this morning?

You always did forget to turn off the coffee.

I found it, Mitch.

It's a machine. It knocks out cell phones.

Found that gun, too.

- Scared?

- Of what?

Now is when you decide, Mitch.

Whether you're a coward or not.

If you are, you can run.

Go ahead, run.

You will shoot me with my own gun?

I threw them away.

Then someone else is here with you.

No.

You're alone.

Why not?

This is what you wanted, right?

What you were going to San Francisco for?

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