Miracle Mile Page #3

And I said,

"Hey, is this a joke?"

And all he said was...

"Forget everything

you just heard...

"and go back to sleep."

I knew they'd do some

stupid sh*t like this one day!

They ain't gonna catch me

with my pants down!

Heck, I'm going up

to the San Gabriel mountains!

Mine shaft! Anybody that helps

can come, but bring cans!

Bring lots of cans!

I'm coming with you, Freddie!

That Thor Arthur stuff,

that meant something to you.

I know it did!

Is that the code for it?

It's possible.

How the hell

would you know, lady?

Because I used to date a guy...

who worked

at the Rand Corporation.

I've just been trying to reach

a few of our friends...

who could tell me

if the unthinkable...

was being thought about in D.C.

At this very moment,

4 out of 5 are in transit...

to the extreme

southern hemisphere.

I find that

more than just very curious.

So what do we do?

We have less than

forty-six minutes till we know.

And then everyone will.

I'd like a head start.

The streets will be jammed.

I'm ready

to make a commitment...

to getting to the airport

as fast as possible...

and finding out from there.

Step on a plane, at least.

- Come on.

- This is f***in' crazy!

Come on, buddy! I'm going.

How far do you have to go

to get away from an atom bomb?

There won't be any atom bomb,

just missiles.

A dozen for L.A., I bet.

Make a mental note... line up

heliport shuttle to L.A.X.

Hey, hey, hey! Wait a second!

Where does Julie live?

Park La Brea.

It's just over there.

I know, I know,

but which building?

It's building 351.

Let me go!

Roger! You coming with us?

Suit yourself.

Where do we go where

the radiation won't get us?

What about Mexico or Hawaii?

Let's go to Hawaii.

No tropics.

Ocean, clouds, rain, forget it.

It's got to be a desert, right?

Like the Sahara or the Gobi.

F*** the Gobi.

We're going to Antarctica

if it's true.

Wait a minute!

There's a valley there

with zero rainfall.

Plenty of fresh water

in the snow...

for generations, if need be.

Is that the North Pole

or the South Pole?

Landa says we have

to go to the airport.

Sh*t, man.

Mike, I want you and Susie

to make a list for me...

people who we want

to bring along...

scientists, leaders,

great minds.

I want it in five minutes, OK?

Jesus.

Los Angeles.

Number for Ivan Peters.

Mr. Sagan

will want to be informed.

Fred, let's go!

I told you we need cans!

Lots of cans!

Hey, only if we get somewhere!

Come on!

Thank you very much.

Hey, someone stole my car.

You got to give me a ride.

Yeah, I guess so.

Listen, we got to go

get Julie first, OK?

- Before the airport!

- Yeah, hop on!

Hey! Wait up!

Come on! We got you!

It's the LSA charter lines.

The head is

Charles Morton Samuel.

Wake him up. Any price.

No amount is absurd, right?

Go for it.

- What about Pat Riley?

- Pat Riley? Come on.

She said leaders.

My cousin knows him.

Just write down what I say, OK?

- We're talking mensa.

- Mensa.

That's not a person.

That's an organization.

People like Linus Pauling.

Write this down.

You must know some pilots?

Any charter lines?

Well, actually,

it's my sister's outfit.

Jane and Tom, Harry Belafonte.

Ah, what about Joyce Brothers?

She's really smart.

F*** Joyce Brothers!

Tell Archie to break into

that ski shop in Culver City.

Tell him to get

all the down clothing he can.

Down, down. Yeah, like a duck.

The super warm stuff, you know?

All he can get.

Is anyone here a Christian?

You know, like a hard-core one?

Danny Berrigan and his brother.

Yeah, Bobby Seale, Dick Gregory.

You got these people's

phone numbers?

Terry, did you get

a hold of him yet?

No, get this lined up first.

Don't waste time

if there's no point, get it?

Stay calm. Optimum efficiency.

Oprah Winfrey!

This isn't right.

We should be at Park La Brea.

- What?

- We got to get Julie.

- Who's Julie?

- Who are you?

Well, who are you?

Hey, where are we going?

- The airport.

- The airport?

Listen, you said

you were gonna go get Julie!

- I lied.

- You lied?

I wanted to secure

the heliport...

for a rendezvous

to the airport...

ready to leave

no later than 5 to 5:00.

Where's this rendezvous?

Which heliport?

5900 Wilshire. Sorry, Harry.

There's no turning back now.

OK, look,

you got to stop and let me off.

No way, man. No chance.

Every minute counts,

and I don't stop for nothing.

Come on!

I got to go back and get Julie.

That's tough sh*t, man.

I love her, too...

but it's dog eat dog now.

Call her when you get there.

Look, stop the truck!

- F*** you.

- Harry!

Let me go! Stop the truck!

Mr. Sagan,

can you hold, please?

You want to jump?

Jump when I make that on-ramp!

Yeah. Like when

you blow a tire at eighty...

and you're heading

for the wall...

and you don't have time

to say anything but whoops.

Mr. Sagan.

Yes, I understand.

I do apologize...

but what I'm about to tell you

is something quite horrific.

Sh*t.

I'm dreaming.

That's it, I'm dreaming.

F***!

Hey! Stop!

Hey, look.

Don't hurt me, man, OK?

Look, just look in the trunk...

and get you

a stereo or speakers, man.

I got Nakamichi, Pioneer...

I got everything, man.

- Just help yourself, all right?

- Would you just shut up?

I'll say it was

a Mexican family, OK?

- I ain't even seen your face!

- Shut up! Shut up!

- Just go back the on-ramp.

- OK, whatever you say, man.

Just drive as fast as you can

and keep going.

Don't stop at any light

unless I say so.

This is as fast as it goes!

This is the wrong way!

You're not going to hurt me,

are you?

Look, I've never hurt anybody

in my entire life...

but I'm gonna use this

if I have to.

What's your name?

It's Wilson.

Wilson? Well, I'm Harry.

What's the hurry, Harry?

I got to catch a plane.

The airport's

back that way, man.

I know! I forgot something.

OK, man, I believe you.

I do. I swear.

Whatever you say. Just be cool.

Just be cool, man.

If it doesn't happen...

I'll pay you for any kind of

damage to your car or anything.

If it doesn't happen.

If what doesn't happen, man?

Do you know

where Park La Brea is?

You got enough gas to get there

and back to the airport?

Not even close. I barely had

enough to get back to Venice.

What, man?

If what doesn't happen? What?

Pull into this gas station.

That's for cabs.

They won't give us none.

Give me the key.

I got to make a phone call.

OK, listen, here.

Here's twenty dollars.

Now, just get enough gas

to get up there and back, OK?

Yeah, sure. No sweat.

Look, you stick with me...

you're gonna be

one of the lucky ones.

- Hello, Ivan?

- What the hell time is it?

It's late. It's very late.

Listen, I'm sorry

to call you this late.

It's Harry Washello...

and I have to tell you

something very, very important.

It's gonna sound crazy,

but we got to wake up Julie...

right now and get down

to the 5900 building.

Hey, boy, what you doing?

You trying to steal

some gas here?

Hell, no, I ain't tryin'

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