High Anxiety Page #6

and find your father.

We must expose Diesel and Montague

for what they are.

How'll we leave town?

The police are absolutely all over the place.

Go to the Salvation Army.

The Salvation Army?

Are they good at this sort of thing?

No! Go to the Salvation Army and get...

Richard. Wait a minute.

What is it?

I can't go through with this.

I'm sorry, I just... Look at this clothing.

What makes you think

we're actually going to sneak by?

Victoria, if we do it just the way

we rehearsed it, it will work.

Remember, we're not sneaking by.

We have to be loud and annoying.

If you're loud and annoying,

psychologically, people don't notice you.

Come on. We can do it.

Loud and annoying.

I can't carry this no more.

Celery? You had to buy in San Francisco?

You can't get it by the market

near our house?

Excuse me,

I bought the celery in case on the plane...

...they wanted to serve you a Bloody Mary.

A Bloody Mary?

Well, I don't like the Bloody Mary

they serve on the plane.

No, sir. It's too burning.

They don't even put tomato juice,

they put snappy peppy.

Murray Weintraub, remember him?

Morning, noon and night he drank

the Bloody Marys with the peppy snappy.

You know where he is now?

Dead from that.

Murray Weintraub is not dead.

Murray Weintraub is alive.

No!

Morris Turtletaub you're talking about.

The one from Great Neck

who walks sideways like this.

No, sir. Morris Turtletaub

didn't walk like that.

Morris Turtletaub, to my memory,

walked just like this.

A little irregular.

Couldn't help himself.

Come on, let's get out of here.

Slowly.

Don't push!

Come on.

Don't push.

Sir, will you please put your bags up here?

- What?

- Please put you bags right up here.

- What do you need it for?

- We have to X-ray them, sir.

You have to X-ray?

Here. You want to X-ray the celery?

You think we're smuggling dope in here?

- Celery is not for dope it's for dip.

- Sir, others are waiting.

- All right, go ahead. You go.

- I can't. I'm scared.

For God's sake, go through already.

Wait a minute.

Is this one of those blowers that blows

up the skirt, gives a free show?

Take a chance, go through.

Don't make trouble at the airport.

Okay, come on, Sam.

All right. Here I go, folks.

Sam!

What?

Well...

...here I go.

Is this a game show?

What did I win, a Pinto?

We have to search you.

Please, sir. What did I do?

- What's my crime?

- You beeped.

I beeped!

Take me away. Take me back to Russia.

Put me in irons.

I beeped! The mad beeper is loose.

Take away the beeper. Put me away.

It's all right. Please, just go.

Thank you.

- Richard, you were absolutely brilliant.

- You were wonderful yourself. Come on.

Professor Lilloman?

Professor.

Oh, my God. He's dead!

Dead? Who's dead?

Somebody died? Where?

- Professor, we thought you were dead.

- I sleep that way.

It scares the hell out of everyone.

Professor, have you seen my father?

Your father? Who are you?

Forgive me. This is Victoria Brisbane.

Her father is Arthur Brisbane.

- This is the cocker's daughter?

- Yes.

How do you do? I'm sorry for you.

Professor, please, Brophy.

We are looking for Brophy.

It's important that we find him.

Brophy.

I'm sorry to have to tell you,

but Brophy was taken to the North Wing.

What?

According to Montague,

the poor chap had a mental breakdown.

- Mental breakdown?

- Yeah.

Brophy is not smart enough

to have a mental breakdown.

The North Wing.

- Come on, we have to go.

- I go with you, perhaps I can help.

Come on, hurry.

Brophy, have you seen Brisbane?

Where is Brisbane?

I'm sorry.

- Where is he?

- They took him to...

Norton's taking him up to the tower.

Oh, my God!

He's drugged. They're going to

throw him off, like a suicide.

Dad.

Come on, let's go.

There! Look!

Daddy.

Richard.

- Do something.

- I'll try.

I can't.

What is it?

He suffers from High Anxiety.

It strikes one out of seven.

Don't worry, Miss. I'll stop him.

I go, too.

Oh, God. I feel like such a...

Coward?

Yeah.

I can't go on.

I got him!

I ain't got him.

Where can we go? What can we do?

- I've got to save him.

- No.

He'll kill you. I'm going to go up.

He's going to fall!

Hold on! Pull yourself up! You can do it!

I can't hang on!

That's it! Richard, listen to me!

I have researched your case.

I know what's giving you the High Anxiety.

I have found the answer.

Go back in your mind. Go back.

You are a little baby.

Your mother and father are fighting.

They're always fighting.

They're fighting about you.

I hate this kid! He's making us prisoners!

We're trapped in this house!

We can never go out!

What do you want me to do?

Get rid of him? Is that what you want?

Shut him up!

Shut him up! I can't take it!

He's falling!

I understand now.

It's not height I'm afraid of. It's parents!

Ja.

Now climb, you son-of-a-b*tch. Climb!

Come on, Doc. You can do it.

He's almost at the top.

Hurry, Richard.

Come on, Doc.

Norton.

Oh, my God.

- Mr. Brisbane, are you all right?

- Yes, I'm all right.

Get down the stairs.

Thank you. You saved my life.

Thank God it's over.

Fins. I give up.

I never really liked her. She never bathed.

But I like you, I'll be on your side.

I'll do anything you say.

I'm good at that. If I don't behave

you can beat the living crap out of me.

I wouldn't mind.

Are you all right? We saw a figure fall.

That was Nurse Diesel,

she went out this window.

Daddy, I love you.

My baby.

My boss.

Brophy.

My Richard.

Professor.

- You saved my life.

- Ja.

You saved my life. Who are you?

Dad.

This is the man I'm going to marry.

Jeepers, Vicky.

Isn't he a dreamboat?

Goodbye, Dad.

I absolutely love my new name.

Mrs. Victoria Harpo Thorndyke.

Mrs. Dr. Victoria Harpo Thorndyke.

Yes. Doctor?

I'm having this problem.

Problem? Well...

...maybe we should examine the situation.

Nice shot.

Pull the camera back slowly.

We're going too fast,

we're going to hit the wall.

Now what do we do?

Never mind. Keep pulling back.

Maybe nobody will notice.

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