Falling Down Page #6

Cool, man!

What is it?

I'll sic the dog on you!

Police officers, ma'am.

PRENDERGAST:

How are you?

SANDRA:

Where's the dog?

He's dead.

MRS. FOSTER:
What is it?

SANDRA:
We need to ask some questions.

SANDRA:

Just a few questions, ma'am.

MRS. FOSTER:

What kind of questions?

Do you have a warrant?

SANDRA:

You invited us in.

MRS. FOSTER:

Now I'm inviting you out.

SANDRA:
What relation are you

to William Foster?

MRS. FOSTER:
What are you saying?

He's my son. I don't want you here.

Would you look at this?

This is really amazing.

Amazing!

Does he have another house,

another place he might call home?

Now this is a what?

PRENDERGAST:
A dragon?

MRS. FOSTER:
Don't touch that!

Why would he do that?

This is his home.

MRS. FOSTER:
I want you to go now.

PRENDERGAST:
Did this one melt?

That one.

It's a giraffe, drinking.

Now, of all of these,

which is your very favorite?

Right now, I think this skunk.

That's lovely.

MRS. FOSTER:

That's not paint.

You know, his stripe.

It isn't?

MRS. FOSTER:
It might be,

but it's not painted on.

It's in the glass.

What the hell?

JIM:

It's the groundskeeper.

FRANK:
Well, if he is, he's

out of uniform. Hey, you there!

What are you doing there?

FOSTER:

Just passing through.

Nobody said you could play through.

Get off my hole.

He said he was passing through.

He's not a member.

Look how he's dressed.

Get off my golf course!

I am!

FRANK:

Go back the way you came!

I don't like his looks.

Leave him alone.

What am I paying dues for?

This is my golf course!

If I want to play here, I will!

If he gets hit with my Titleist,

that's his problem!

Don't yell at me.

I'm just here playing with you--

Fore!

Fore!

Five!

Wait a minute!

What the hell you trying to do?

Kill me with a golf ball?

It's not enough you got all

this land for your little game?

But you had to kill me

with a golf ball?

You should have children playing here.

Family picnics.

You should have a petting zoo...

...instead of electric carts for you

old men with nothing better to do.

JIM:

Frank, what's wrong? Frank!

Aren't you ashamed of yourself?

JIM:
l gotta get some help!

FOSTER:
What's wrong with you?

JIM:
Help!

FOSTER:
Your heart?

Something's wrong with your heart?

What can I do?

Pills! Pills!

Pills?

Where are they?

Cart, cart.

JIM:
Call the paramedics!

My friend just had a heart attack!

I guess you're out of luck.

Your little cart's gonna drown.

Aren't you sorry you didn't let me

pass through your golf course?

Now you're gonna die wearing that

stupid little hat. How does it feel?

This is his room.

You're a very neat and tidy lady.

He cleans his own room.

Now don't make me call you a liar.

If he wasn't at work,

I'd be afraid to set foot in here.

What's he been doing lately?

Same as ever.

Building important things to

protect us from the Communists.

He works at Notec.

The defense plant.

D-Fens.

Call Notec and see if you can get him.

So what's going on with your son?

-How do you mean?

-You know exactly what I mean.

Sometimes he sits through

an entire meal without saying a word.

He just shovels food into

his mouth like a machine.

I get so nervous...

...I can't swallow.

I'll sit there with

the same piece of food in my mouth.

I have to spit it out.

When I do, he looks at me...

...like he'd like to kill me.

Don't tell him I said that.

I promise I won't.

I try not to be a burden.

I'm not just talking financial.

How could you be a burden to anyone?

If William, or Bill,

as I like to call him--

He likes Bill.

I call him Bill too.

If Bill said he was going home...

...could he have meant

where his wife and child live?

Ex-wife.

We shouldn't be in here.

PRENDERGAST:
Ex-wife, right. Elizabeth.

What's her maiden name?

Trevino. She was part ltalian.

You know how they are.

-Where's Elizabeth now?

-I wouldn't know.

You don't know where

your grandchild lives?

He doesn't want me to know.

He blames me for what happened.

What's the word?

-He was fired over a month ago.

MRS. FOSTER:
What?

Where has he been going every day?

Where has he been eating his lunch?

Why are you putting

barbed wire on that fence?

Is it a joke?

Is this how rich people have fun?

You put barbed wire on the fence...

...so innocent people like me

can cut our hands?

No, please. I'm the caretaker.

It's just a barbecue.

Dr. Ashcroft has let us do this before.

You don't live here?

Is it really necessary to tell them?

Tell who?

Altmore Security.

Aren't you with them?

No, please!

It's okay, honey.

It's okay, baby.

What kind of doctor lives here?

Plastic surgeon.

Plastic surgery bought all this?

FOSTER:

Guess I'm in the wrong racket.

Are there correspondence courses

in plastic surgery?

I lost my job.

Actually, I didn't lose it.

It lost me.

I'm overeducated, underskilled...

Maybe it's the other way around.

I forget.

And I'm obsolete.

I'm not economically viable.

I can't even support my own kid.

Are you hurt? I'm sorry.

I didn't hurt you, honey.

I'm sorry.

MAN:

It's all right.

It's your hand.

You cut your hand.

It's my hand.

-Please take me with you.

-No!

They won't do anything

if I'm with you.

Just please let them go.

What do you think?

You think I want to hurt your family?

I have a family of my own.

You don't believe me?

We believe you.

That's where I'm going.

I'm going home to see my family.

It's my little girl's birthday today.

We were gonna have a barbecue,

like you guys...

...and she was gonna play outside...

...and my wife would hold my hand...

...and talk about grownup things.

And then when it got dark...

...we'd all go to sleep together.

We'd all sleep together in the dark.

And everything...

...would be just like it was before.

You can't leave. Believe me,

something's happened to him.

It doesn't take all day

to drive from Pasadena to Venice.

That doesn't constitute

a threatening phone call.

The guy was talking about

Star Trek or something.

-He's getting a kick out of scaring you.

-Please don't leave.

There's only one thing you can do

to really feel safer.

Next time there's a proposition...

...to cut the number of patrol cars

on the street, vote no, okay?

Have a nice day.

PRENDERGAST:

What have you found so far?

No luck on Foster-Trevino.

Go straight to the maiden name.

I've got something

on an Army-Navy store.

-Where?

-Here.

Jesus, Prendergast, I was there!

That guy was a prick.

You know what else he was?

Murdered. They found him stuffed

in his own display case.

Oh, my God!

Here, I'll help you.

[PHONE RlNGS]

Hello?

You know what they did?

They turned our ice-cream parlor into

a Southwest American, New Age thing.

I went to buy a rocking horse.

All I could find was a unicorn

with an lndian on top of it.

Can you believe that, Elizabeth?

Can you believe it?

BETH:

Come on!

ADELE:
Where are we going?

When's my birthday?

Some G.I. Joe gave a geezer

a heart attack at the golf course...

...and accosted a family

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