The Incredible Hulk (1978) s02e19 Episode Script
No Escape
Remember Stanford Arms in case we're separated when we escape.
The men who escaped, now, who were they? A vagrant and a psycho.
I don't want to frighten you, but I think he wants to hurt you.
He's just working through one of his stories.
No, no.
He's on his way to commit murder.
That man on the boat the one with Wallace, that's the Hulk.
Do you hear me? One minute.
Now.
NARRATOR: Dr.
David Banner, physician, scientist.
Searching for a way to tap into the hidden strengths that all humans have.
Then, an accidental overdose of gamma radiation alters his body chemistry.
And now, when David Banner grows angry or outraged, a startling metamorphosis occurs.
(ROARS) The creature is driven by rage and pursued by an investigative reporter.
Mr.
McGee, don't make me angry.
You wouldn't like me when I'm angry.
The creature is wanted for a murder he didn't commit.
David Banner is believed to be dead.
And he must let the world think that he is dead until he can find a way to control the raging spirit that dwells within him.
(ROARS) Okay, buddy, c'mon, let's go.
What? I don't understand Let's go.
Look, if it's against the law to sleep on the beach, I'll just move on.
Yeah, yeah, to another beach.
Now look, pal, you don't have a dime.
But tonight you'll get a hot meal and a warm bed.
Tomorrow you'll be back on the street again after we run a make on you.
We're really doing you a favor.
Now, give me a break and quit copping a plea.
All right, in you go, pal.
(MAN SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE) Ramon! Thank God you're alive.
I'm sorry.
I don't understand Shh! Shh.
Fascists! They're all over the place.
Fascists? Franco's pigs.
They wiped out the entire village.
It's okay, we can talk now.
How goes it in Madrid, Ramon? Did the money for the ambulances arrive? My name is David not Ramon.
I I was just lounging around on one of the beaches.
Yes.
Yes.
I understand.
Don't worry.
You've had a bad time of it.
I know.
But once we get to the Stanford Arms Roberto will hide us.
You'll be safe there, Ramon.
Safe.
And I'll be able to write about all this.
When we escape.
I won't let them send me back.
Back? Back where? That room.
I won't allow it to happen again.
Allow what to happen? The treatments.
Electrodes attached here.
Throw a switch and 170 volts smashing through my brain.
Shock treatments.
Torture.
They tried to kill me so they could be together.
And they thought they'd finished me, but I got away.
Who are we talking about? My wife and my doctor.
I'll never write again.
And I'm going to kill them.
They'll pay for what they've done to me.
They put me there and I swear I'll kill them! (GROANING) (GROANING) What, what is it? Can you describe what you're feeling? It's bursting.
Officer! Officer! Traitor.
You lousy fascist traitor! No, I was just trying to get help for you, that's all.
Go against your own people, huh? Betray your own kind? Your comrades? Will you listen to me.
I don't listen to liars! I'm not your enemy.
I know my enemies, Ramon.
I know.
My name is David.
Your mother'll curse your name.
But when I die they'll say "Papa Hemingway was a man.
"A great man, a citizen of the world.
" Hemingway.
I see.
It's all right.
I understand.
You understand nothing! No.
Don't.
Please! (DAVID GRUNTING) (ROARING) POLICEMAN 1: What is it? POLICEMAN 2: I don't believe it! JIMMY: Next time you tag along, be more careful.
I'll send you home smelling like a beer barrel.
My dad would ground me for a month.
And I didn't even drink any.
Yeah, that's 'cause you spilled it all in my lap.
Forget it.
Oh, wow! What's wrong? Oh, man! (BUZZING) (GROWLING) Well, what did the officers see? Well, according to the report, a seven-to-eight-foot green man.
Are you kidding? A what? A seven-to-eight-foot green man.
We ran blood alcohol tests on both the officers and they were negative.
Does that mean that you believe them? It means that this force has been doing double duty since the tax cutback and we're all very tired.
As far as believing them, they both agreed to take lie detector tests.
And they'll pass.
You can bet on it.
Jack McGee from The National Register.
What they saw was The Hulk.
Now, these two men who escaped, now, who were they? A vagrant and a psycho.
Just a couple of ordinary guys.
Yeah, well, it's just an ordinary guy who becomes the creature.
I've seen him change with my own eyes.
Is that right? Well, I've seen your paper, Mr.
McGee, and it's known for its Shall we say, exaggerations.
Yeah, well, maybe.
But I'm telling you what I know.
Now, this Tom Wallace was a local man, escaped from the State Hospital.
Right? Right.
How sick was he? What was he in for? I don't know.
You'd have to talk to his family about that.
And the vagrant? He gave his name as David Baron.
It's probably phony.
He had no money.
No I.
D.
A transient.
Now, this David Baron, what'd he look like? Any identifying marks? No, no.
I didn't bring him in.
Just as I told you, he's a vagrant.
See one, you've seen them all.
Just an ordinary guy.
(SEAGULLS CAWING) ANNOUNCER ON RADIO: Locally, Santa Maria police are searching for two men who escaped from custody late last night breaking out of a paddy wagon.
The means of escape were unclear but police sources suspect they were assisted by a third man.
One of the escapees, Tom Wallace, had walked out of Santa Maria State Hospital late yesterday.
Doctors were unaware of Wallace's disappearance until early this morning.
Wallace's accomplice is identified as David Baron, a transient.
Nothing further is known about him at this time.
Further on the local scene (KNOCKING ON DOOR) (KNOCKING CONTINUES) Okay, okay, I'm coming.
Hey, Papa! How you feeling? Hello, Robert, how are you? You feeling all right? Nothing's changed.
Books, books everywhere.
There won't be any room for you, Robert, if you don't watch out.
(LAUGHING) There will always be room for me and the books, Papa.
Hey, I heard about what happened last night on the radio.
Just another chapter.
Nothing to worry about.
For the writer, every experience is grist for the mill.
You know that, Robert.
The old mill? (LAUGHING) Oh, right, right.
Where's it at? I don't see it.
Where's the machine? Oh, the machine! Oh, it's right here.
Kept it humming for you.
Here it is.
Just as good as new.
Here you go.
Thank you.
Now you can write that masterpiece, huh? (CHUCKLING) What's wrong, Papa? Huh? I can't write in these clothes.
I've got to have some other clothes.
Do I have anything here? No, you didn't leave any clothes here.
Where's my foot locker? Maybe there's some money in there.
Okay, I'll check it.
TOM: Listen, do you still have that old jalopy? Yeah, I sure do.
Papa, but Good.
Good.
I might need it later.
Okay.
Here you go.
Okay.
Listen, you know my size, right? You know what to get.
And bring back the papers.
Yeah, but what are you going to do? You know what I mean, about the cops? I'm going to write, my friend.
I'm going to get it all down while it's still fresh and bubbling.
"Kilimanjaro is a snow-covered mountain, 19,368 feet high.
"Its westernmost summit is called the Masai 'Ngaje Ngai' "or House of God.
"Someone once found the dried and frozen carcass of a leopard there.
"No one has ever been able to explain what the leopard was seeking at that altitude.
" (PEOPLE CHATTERING) Beautiful.
(SEAGULLS CAWING) What's the matter, buddy, can't you afford your own paper? TOM: My wife, my doctor, I'm going to kill them! (MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO) Next time, wash out the bottles, will you? (BUS Y SIGNAL) (BELL RINGING) Look, I can't stop you reporters from waiting out front, but couldn't you have the common decency No, Mrs.
Wallace, please, believe me, I'm not a reporter.
I've been trying to reach you on the telephone, it was impossible to get through.
That's because every newspaper from Ventura to San Francisco has been calling here.
I know.
I saw them in front.
That's why I came around the back door.
Who are you? I I was with your husband when he escaped.
Where is he? Is he all right? I don't know.
I'm not sure.
That's why I wanted to see you.
I thought perhaps you might tell me where he's going, where he might go.
Why are you looking for him? Because I'm very concerned for his safety and welfare.
Come in.
Can I get you some coffee? Thank you.
(MAN CHATTERING ON RADIO) Mrs.
Wallace, (CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO) When I was with your husband, he said some very strange things.
I I think that he's suffering from hallucinations.
Tom's been sick.
He's not himself.
I understand that.
I understand, but I don't want to frighten you, but I think he wants to hurt you.
Tom would never hurt me.
His doctor said he couldn't hurt anyone.
I saw him and I heard him and he was very threatening.
It's the hallucinations.
All he's ever wanted all his life was to write.
I don't even know if he's talented.
He had a good job, a claims adjuster, and he quit.
And then the writing became an obsession, and then the hallucinating started.
But that's all it is.
Tom would never hurt anyone.
I'm sorry.
I don't agree with you.
I think potentially he's a very violent man.
(DOORBELL RINGING) Excuse me.
Who is it? Mrs.
Wallace If you're from a newspaper, I can't talk to you.
Mrs.
Wallace, this is sort of important.
I think you'll find it of interest Are you a reporter? Yeah, yeah, as a matter of fact I am.
I'm Jack McGee.
Where are you? (TELEPHONE RINGING) All right, go ahead, you can put him through.
Hello.
DAVID: Dr.
Robert Stanley? Yes.
The service said that this was a police emergency.
Yes, that's correct.
My name is Dr.
Johnson, I'm working with the Ocean Palisades Police Department on the Tom Wallace case.
Yes, Doctor.
How can I be of service? Well, Doctor, we're working up a psychological profile on Mr.
Wallace to try to predict, you know, what he might do, where he might go.
Well, I'm afraid we'd just begun to run our tests when he left the hospital.
There's nothing definite.
Strong delusions, paranoia, possible schizophrenia, but nothing conclusive.
What about electroshock treatments? Shock treatments? No, of course not.
We We wouldn't really be able to do that unless we were absolutely sure it was necessary.
You see, we never really had a chance to make a complete diagnosis of Tom Wallace's condition.
Yeah, of course, of course.
Doctor, under stressful conditions, he could be considered violent.
Now, in your opinion, do you think that he's capable of committing murder? Well, Doctor OPERATOR: Please deposit 25 cents for the next three minutes.
Dr.
Johnson, I'd better return your call.
What's your number at Police Headquarters? Dr.
Johnson? You should've seen it, Robert.
Much bigger than a man and green.
It was bigger than a rhino.
You read the papers yet today, Papa? They're really looking for you and that other guy.
Well, they can keep on looking.
I know, but if you get locked up again, you'll never get the book done.
Genet did some of his finest work in jail.
I know, but it took him years.
I've been doing some thinking, Robert.
Heavy thinking.
Cold, logical thought.
About the book, right, Papa? About Kay and Dr.
Stanley.
About what they tried to do to me.
Come on, Papa.
Why would they want to hurt you? So they could be together.
So they could continue their cheap affair.
Oh, they think I didn't know how they'd steal moments together.
But she visited you every weekend at the hospital.
Tactics.
Just smoke in my eyes.
But you don't know that for sure.
Oh, I know, Robert.
I know.
What are you going to do with that? M'Cola, you're my gun bearer.
You know the nomenclature of the.
45.
She's gas-operated, semi-automatic.
The typewriter is much heavier than a.
45 but both are wonderfully engineered.
The trouble with this machine is it takes too long to get results.
(HORN BLOWING) He told me he was going to kill his wife and doctor.
Why don't you tell us where you are? We'll come pick you up, we'll talk.
No hassles.
DAVID: Will you listen to me? Tom Wallace is a violent man! HARRY: Why don't you let us worry about Mr.
Wallace.
I'm trying to tell you how violent he is.
Have you talked to the State Hospital? We understand your concern.
We are doing the best we can under the circumstances.
We put a APB out on him.
We'll find him sooner or later.
WOMAN ON POLICE RADIO: David Baron, male, Caucasian, mid-thirties, average height.
HARRY: Now why don't you tell us about yourself, Mr.
Baron? (CHATTERING ON POLICE RADIO) Forget it, he's gone.
Tom? ROBERT: Look, I already told you he's not here.
Well, I hope you're telling the truth because hiding him is the one thing that won't help.
You're with him maybe five minutes and you know what's best for him, huh? Look, I never had much in life, and I never will.
But when Tom's here, it's like what they call an ivory tower.
He's going to be a famous writer someday, and I'm going to be somebody 'cause I stuck with him.
Robert, I'm telling you that he's hallucinating.
He thinks that he's Ernest Hemingway.
And he told me that he's going to kill his wife and doctor.
Look, he's okay.
He's just a little off sometimes, that's all.
All writers are like that.
They're not like me and you.
They got big imaginations, you know? They just talk a lot.
He won't do anything.
It's not just talk, Robert.
Damn it, I can't turn him in.
He's my friend.
Well, if you are his friend, then you will tell the police.
TOM: Gentlemen.
Ramon, good to have you back.
The Land Rover's ready and gear's packed.
Time to get moving, huh? Come on, we can start the safari.
(GUN FIRES) (GUN COCKING) No, it wasn't just enough to send me away.
He had to take away the only thing I had left.
They had to take away my writing.
Burned it out of me.
Robert! (GUN COCKING) Cliché plot though, isn't it? Old as the hills.
The faithless wife the conniving psychiatrist, the betrayed artist.
Robert! (LAUGHS) Burned it out of me.
Electrodes in my brain.
(SIGHING) The talent.
It's gone.
The words, the style.
Pull, Robert! Pull! (GUN FIRES) (GUN COCKING) Tom, suppose it wasn't true.
Suppose you didn't have shock treatments? Oh, I know what happened.
I was there.
Me, not you.
The brain is a marvelous instrument but sometimes to protect us it can It can throw up a wall.
DAVID: And those delusions, those hallucinations, become a reality.
(GUN FIRES) My other gun, Robert.
Quick! The elephants are gonna charge again.
You okay, Papa? What are you seeing? It's green.
It's something like It's a man.
I think it was a man.
Huge.
(GUN FIRES) Tom? Oh, my God.
What's happening to me? DAVID: Tom, the elephants are a reality.
The green creature is a reality, but not here.
No, not now.
Ernest Hemingway did have shock treatments.
Tom Wallace did not.
My wife and my doctor.
They're together now.
Tom! No, Ramon.
I can't trust you anymore.
I hope he's all right.
Do you know where he's going? No.
(TIRES SCREECHING) Look, his Hemingway hallucinations and his delusions about his wife and the doctor have finally come together.
Now, you can't protect him because your friend Tom doesn't exist anymore.
He's just working through one of his stories.
No, no.
He's on his way to commit murder.
Now, you have to tell me where he's going.
I have to get there before he does.
I can't.
He'll be all right.
You know how Ernest Hemingway died? He put a gun in his mouth and he pulled the trigger.
Now you've got to tell me where he's going.
Thanks very much.
I appreciate the ride.
I was afraid I wouldn't get here in time.
Tom's on his way over to kill both of you.
You've got to leave before he gets here.
Too late, Ramon.
I told you they'd be together.
You were wrong, Ramon.
Dead wrong.
I'm not afraid to use this gun.
(SIRENS WAILING) Nobody moves! Nobody talks! Has he talked to you yet? Nothing.
He's holed up tight.
I think it's time to start the show.
Not yet, Mathews, the gas can wait.
What are you gonna do? You promised you wouldn't hurt him.
Don't worry we don't want to hurt your friend.
(MAN CHATTERING ON POLICE RADIO) (MAN SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE) Roberto has turned us in.
Tom Wallace, will you please respond? Tom, listen Be quiet.
Just be quiet.
Tom Wallace.
This is Deputy Chief Harry Simon.
Do you hear me? Sure, I hear.
Yo comprendo.
(MAN SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE) Chief.
I don't have time for an interview, buddy.
Get back over there.
All right, just tell me who's inside there with him? His wife, his doctor and the guy he escaped with.
These hallucinations are typical.
He's showing all the symptoms of a paranoid schizophrenic.
But the headaches seem real and they're getting worse.
Couldn't the symptoms, all of them, the hallucinations, the temporal pressure couldn't that be evidence of physiological disorder? Tumor? DAVID: Yes.
KAY: None of this matters.
What's important now is that we get him out of here.
I said be quiet and I meant it.
SIMON ON LOUDSPEAKER: Tom, can you hear me? (MAN SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE) Look at that.
Every federale on the island.
Tom, this is not a story.
Those are real guns.
Listen to me.
I came here like you asked in the letter that you left in the park.
Now please, let me help you.
Look, you don't have to go back to the hospital if Why did you do it? Why did you take my writing away? You and him.
Tom, please.
SIMON ON LOUDSPEAKER: Tom Wallace, will you please respond? Come out with your hands up! (ROARS) All right, everybody, we've had it down here.
Get topside with the rest of the crew.
I'll keep her afloat as long as I can.
Come on, let's go.
Let's move now, come on.
I'm not leaving.
Now! He's sick.
He wouldn't hurt anyone.
This is his doctor.
Hey.
Yes, I'm Dr.
Stanley, all right.
I told you to stay out of here.
You don't understand.
That man on the boat the one with Wallace, that's the creature, that's the Hulk.
You're not too bright, are you, coming back down here? Tom Wallace, you have one minute to come out of there.
Do you hear me? One minute.
I wanted to kill them but But I couldn't.
Tom Tom, that's a good sign, a sign that you can be helped.
You're not a murderer, Tom.
If you give yourself up, you'll get the kind of treatment that you really need.
They're never gonna send me back to that place.
Never.
If you go out there with that in your hand they're going to open fire.
I don't think so.
I've still got one hostage left.
No, Tom, no.
TOM: Shut up.
Someone's coming.
Tom, don't make me do this.
Now.
(HISSING) (COUGHING) (ROARING) Look at that thing.
I don't believe it.
HARRY: Mrs.
Wallace, stay back! Tom.
Don't kill it.
MAN: I'll get him.
Don't! (GUN FIRES) Get him out of here.
(ROARING) Where's he going? Stop him! He's getting away! Oh, it's okay, Tom.
It's okay.
The man who escaped with Tom, the one that the police are still searching for, seems to have actually known what he was talking about.
It was a benign tumor.
Amazing.
Yes.
And he was very dark, black hair.
I'll see you later.
See you, Bob.
Bye, Bob.
Wait a minute.
Black hair? You sure about that? He was a big-boned man with thick eyebrows, real thick.
No, it's wrong.
It's all wrong.
Listen, Tom, I know this man well enough to know you're not even close with that description.
Mr.
McGee, I'm recuperating from brain surgery.
Everything is still a little cloudy.
I really appreciate your holding onto this for me, Robert.
Oh, glad to.
You know, I didn't think I'd ever see you again.
Lucky for you that creature made an appearance when he did.
He gave you the cover to get away.
Well, I have to I have to get moving.
Yeah, right.
The cops might show up, or the newspapers.
They want to interview me.
Oh, I know.
You're famous now, Robert.
Take good care of Tom.
Oh, he's gonna be fine.
You'll see.
One of these days he's gonna get that book published.
You'll see.
Goodbye, my friend.
The men who escaped, now, who were they? A vagrant and a psycho.
I don't want to frighten you, but I think he wants to hurt you.
He's just working through one of his stories.
No, no.
He's on his way to commit murder.
That man on the boat the one with Wallace, that's the Hulk.
Do you hear me? One minute.
Now.
NARRATOR: Dr.
David Banner, physician, scientist.
Searching for a way to tap into the hidden strengths that all humans have.
Then, an accidental overdose of gamma radiation alters his body chemistry.
And now, when David Banner grows angry or outraged, a startling metamorphosis occurs.
(ROARS) The creature is driven by rage and pursued by an investigative reporter.
Mr.
McGee, don't make me angry.
You wouldn't like me when I'm angry.
The creature is wanted for a murder he didn't commit.
David Banner is believed to be dead.
And he must let the world think that he is dead until he can find a way to control the raging spirit that dwells within him.
(ROARS) Okay, buddy, c'mon, let's go.
What? I don't understand Let's go.
Look, if it's against the law to sleep on the beach, I'll just move on.
Yeah, yeah, to another beach.
Now look, pal, you don't have a dime.
But tonight you'll get a hot meal and a warm bed.
Tomorrow you'll be back on the street again after we run a make on you.
We're really doing you a favor.
Now, give me a break and quit copping a plea.
All right, in you go, pal.
(MAN SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE) Ramon! Thank God you're alive.
I'm sorry.
I don't understand Shh! Shh.
Fascists! They're all over the place.
Fascists? Franco's pigs.
They wiped out the entire village.
It's okay, we can talk now.
How goes it in Madrid, Ramon? Did the money for the ambulances arrive? My name is David not Ramon.
I I was just lounging around on one of the beaches.
Yes.
Yes.
I understand.
Don't worry.
You've had a bad time of it.
I know.
But once we get to the Stanford Arms Roberto will hide us.
You'll be safe there, Ramon.
Safe.
And I'll be able to write about all this.
When we escape.
I won't let them send me back.
Back? Back where? That room.
I won't allow it to happen again.
Allow what to happen? The treatments.
Electrodes attached here.
Throw a switch and 170 volts smashing through my brain.
Shock treatments.
Torture.
They tried to kill me so they could be together.
And they thought they'd finished me, but I got away.
Who are we talking about? My wife and my doctor.
I'll never write again.
And I'm going to kill them.
They'll pay for what they've done to me.
They put me there and I swear I'll kill them! (GROANING) (GROANING) What, what is it? Can you describe what you're feeling? It's bursting.
Officer! Officer! Traitor.
You lousy fascist traitor! No, I was just trying to get help for you, that's all.
Go against your own people, huh? Betray your own kind? Your comrades? Will you listen to me.
I don't listen to liars! I'm not your enemy.
I know my enemies, Ramon.
I know.
My name is David.
Your mother'll curse your name.
But when I die they'll say "Papa Hemingway was a man.
"A great man, a citizen of the world.
" Hemingway.
I see.
It's all right.
I understand.
You understand nothing! No.
Don't.
Please! (DAVID GRUNTING) (ROARING) POLICEMAN 1: What is it? POLICEMAN 2: I don't believe it! JIMMY: Next time you tag along, be more careful.
I'll send you home smelling like a beer barrel.
My dad would ground me for a month.
And I didn't even drink any.
Yeah, that's 'cause you spilled it all in my lap.
Forget it.
Oh, wow! What's wrong? Oh, man! (BUZZING) (GROWLING) Well, what did the officers see? Well, according to the report, a seven-to-eight-foot green man.
Are you kidding? A what? A seven-to-eight-foot green man.
We ran blood alcohol tests on both the officers and they were negative.
Does that mean that you believe them? It means that this force has been doing double duty since the tax cutback and we're all very tired.
As far as believing them, they both agreed to take lie detector tests.
And they'll pass.
You can bet on it.
Jack McGee from The National Register.
What they saw was The Hulk.
Now, these two men who escaped, now, who were they? A vagrant and a psycho.
Just a couple of ordinary guys.
Yeah, well, it's just an ordinary guy who becomes the creature.
I've seen him change with my own eyes.
Is that right? Well, I've seen your paper, Mr.
McGee, and it's known for its Shall we say, exaggerations.
Yeah, well, maybe.
But I'm telling you what I know.
Now, this Tom Wallace was a local man, escaped from the State Hospital.
Right? Right.
How sick was he? What was he in for? I don't know.
You'd have to talk to his family about that.
And the vagrant? He gave his name as David Baron.
It's probably phony.
He had no money.
No I.
D.
A transient.
Now, this David Baron, what'd he look like? Any identifying marks? No, no.
I didn't bring him in.
Just as I told you, he's a vagrant.
See one, you've seen them all.
Just an ordinary guy.
(SEAGULLS CAWING) ANNOUNCER ON RADIO: Locally, Santa Maria police are searching for two men who escaped from custody late last night breaking out of a paddy wagon.
The means of escape were unclear but police sources suspect they were assisted by a third man.
One of the escapees, Tom Wallace, had walked out of Santa Maria State Hospital late yesterday.
Doctors were unaware of Wallace's disappearance until early this morning.
Wallace's accomplice is identified as David Baron, a transient.
Nothing further is known about him at this time.
Further on the local scene (KNOCKING ON DOOR) (KNOCKING CONTINUES) Okay, okay, I'm coming.
Hey, Papa! How you feeling? Hello, Robert, how are you? You feeling all right? Nothing's changed.
Books, books everywhere.
There won't be any room for you, Robert, if you don't watch out.
(LAUGHING) There will always be room for me and the books, Papa.
Hey, I heard about what happened last night on the radio.
Just another chapter.
Nothing to worry about.
For the writer, every experience is grist for the mill.
You know that, Robert.
The old mill? (LAUGHING) Oh, right, right.
Where's it at? I don't see it.
Where's the machine? Oh, the machine! Oh, it's right here.
Kept it humming for you.
Here it is.
Just as good as new.
Here you go.
Thank you.
Now you can write that masterpiece, huh? (CHUCKLING) What's wrong, Papa? Huh? I can't write in these clothes.
I've got to have some other clothes.
Do I have anything here? No, you didn't leave any clothes here.
Where's my foot locker? Maybe there's some money in there.
Okay, I'll check it.
TOM: Listen, do you still have that old jalopy? Yeah, I sure do.
Papa, but Good.
Good.
I might need it later.
Okay.
Here you go.
Okay.
Listen, you know my size, right? You know what to get.
And bring back the papers.
Yeah, but what are you going to do? You know what I mean, about the cops? I'm going to write, my friend.
I'm going to get it all down while it's still fresh and bubbling.
"Kilimanjaro is a snow-covered mountain, 19,368 feet high.
"Its westernmost summit is called the Masai 'Ngaje Ngai' "or House of God.
"Someone once found the dried and frozen carcass of a leopard there.
"No one has ever been able to explain what the leopard was seeking at that altitude.
" (PEOPLE CHATTERING) Beautiful.
(SEAGULLS CAWING) What's the matter, buddy, can't you afford your own paper? TOM: My wife, my doctor, I'm going to kill them! (MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO) Next time, wash out the bottles, will you? (BUS Y SIGNAL) (BELL RINGING) Look, I can't stop you reporters from waiting out front, but couldn't you have the common decency No, Mrs.
Wallace, please, believe me, I'm not a reporter.
I've been trying to reach you on the telephone, it was impossible to get through.
That's because every newspaper from Ventura to San Francisco has been calling here.
I know.
I saw them in front.
That's why I came around the back door.
Who are you? I I was with your husband when he escaped.
Where is he? Is he all right? I don't know.
I'm not sure.
That's why I wanted to see you.
I thought perhaps you might tell me where he's going, where he might go.
Why are you looking for him? Because I'm very concerned for his safety and welfare.
Come in.
Can I get you some coffee? Thank you.
(MAN CHATTERING ON RADIO) Mrs.
Wallace, (CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO) When I was with your husband, he said some very strange things.
I I think that he's suffering from hallucinations.
Tom's been sick.
He's not himself.
I understand that.
I understand, but I don't want to frighten you, but I think he wants to hurt you.
Tom would never hurt me.
His doctor said he couldn't hurt anyone.
I saw him and I heard him and he was very threatening.
It's the hallucinations.
All he's ever wanted all his life was to write.
I don't even know if he's talented.
He had a good job, a claims adjuster, and he quit.
And then the writing became an obsession, and then the hallucinating started.
But that's all it is.
Tom would never hurt anyone.
I'm sorry.
I don't agree with you.
I think potentially he's a very violent man.
(DOORBELL RINGING) Excuse me.
Who is it? Mrs.
Wallace If you're from a newspaper, I can't talk to you.
Mrs.
Wallace, this is sort of important.
I think you'll find it of interest Are you a reporter? Yeah, yeah, as a matter of fact I am.
I'm Jack McGee.
Where are you? (TELEPHONE RINGING) All right, go ahead, you can put him through.
Hello.
DAVID: Dr.
Robert Stanley? Yes.
The service said that this was a police emergency.
Yes, that's correct.
My name is Dr.
Johnson, I'm working with the Ocean Palisades Police Department on the Tom Wallace case.
Yes, Doctor.
How can I be of service? Well, Doctor, we're working up a psychological profile on Mr.
Wallace to try to predict, you know, what he might do, where he might go.
Well, I'm afraid we'd just begun to run our tests when he left the hospital.
There's nothing definite.
Strong delusions, paranoia, possible schizophrenia, but nothing conclusive.
What about electroshock treatments? Shock treatments? No, of course not.
We We wouldn't really be able to do that unless we were absolutely sure it was necessary.
You see, we never really had a chance to make a complete diagnosis of Tom Wallace's condition.
Yeah, of course, of course.
Doctor, under stressful conditions, he could be considered violent.
Now, in your opinion, do you think that he's capable of committing murder? Well, Doctor OPERATOR: Please deposit 25 cents for the next three minutes.
Dr.
Johnson, I'd better return your call.
What's your number at Police Headquarters? Dr.
Johnson? You should've seen it, Robert.
Much bigger than a man and green.
It was bigger than a rhino.
You read the papers yet today, Papa? They're really looking for you and that other guy.
Well, they can keep on looking.
I know, but if you get locked up again, you'll never get the book done.
Genet did some of his finest work in jail.
I know, but it took him years.
I've been doing some thinking, Robert.
Heavy thinking.
Cold, logical thought.
About the book, right, Papa? About Kay and Dr.
Stanley.
About what they tried to do to me.
Come on, Papa.
Why would they want to hurt you? So they could be together.
So they could continue their cheap affair.
Oh, they think I didn't know how they'd steal moments together.
But she visited you every weekend at the hospital.
Tactics.
Just smoke in my eyes.
But you don't know that for sure.
Oh, I know, Robert.
I know.
What are you going to do with that? M'Cola, you're my gun bearer.
You know the nomenclature of the.
45.
She's gas-operated, semi-automatic.
The typewriter is much heavier than a.
45 but both are wonderfully engineered.
The trouble with this machine is it takes too long to get results.
(HORN BLOWING) He told me he was going to kill his wife and doctor.
Why don't you tell us where you are? We'll come pick you up, we'll talk.
No hassles.
DAVID: Will you listen to me? Tom Wallace is a violent man! HARRY: Why don't you let us worry about Mr.
Wallace.
I'm trying to tell you how violent he is.
Have you talked to the State Hospital? We understand your concern.
We are doing the best we can under the circumstances.
We put a APB out on him.
We'll find him sooner or later.
WOMAN ON POLICE RADIO: David Baron, male, Caucasian, mid-thirties, average height.
HARRY: Now why don't you tell us about yourself, Mr.
Baron? (CHATTERING ON POLICE RADIO) Forget it, he's gone.
Tom? ROBERT: Look, I already told you he's not here.
Well, I hope you're telling the truth because hiding him is the one thing that won't help.
You're with him maybe five minutes and you know what's best for him, huh? Look, I never had much in life, and I never will.
But when Tom's here, it's like what they call an ivory tower.
He's going to be a famous writer someday, and I'm going to be somebody 'cause I stuck with him.
Robert, I'm telling you that he's hallucinating.
He thinks that he's Ernest Hemingway.
And he told me that he's going to kill his wife and doctor.
Look, he's okay.
He's just a little off sometimes, that's all.
All writers are like that.
They're not like me and you.
They got big imaginations, you know? They just talk a lot.
He won't do anything.
It's not just talk, Robert.
Damn it, I can't turn him in.
He's my friend.
Well, if you are his friend, then you will tell the police.
TOM: Gentlemen.
Ramon, good to have you back.
The Land Rover's ready and gear's packed.
Time to get moving, huh? Come on, we can start the safari.
(GUN FIRES) (GUN COCKING) No, it wasn't just enough to send me away.
He had to take away the only thing I had left.
They had to take away my writing.
Burned it out of me.
Robert! (GUN COCKING) Cliché plot though, isn't it? Old as the hills.
The faithless wife the conniving psychiatrist, the betrayed artist.
Robert! (LAUGHS) Burned it out of me.
Electrodes in my brain.
(SIGHING) The talent.
It's gone.
The words, the style.
Pull, Robert! Pull! (GUN FIRES) (GUN COCKING) Tom, suppose it wasn't true.
Suppose you didn't have shock treatments? Oh, I know what happened.
I was there.
Me, not you.
The brain is a marvelous instrument but sometimes to protect us it can It can throw up a wall.
DAVID: And those delusions, those hallucinations, become a reality.
(GUN FIRES) My other gun, Robert.
Quick! The elephants are gonna charge again.
You okay, Papa? What are you seeing? It's green.
It's something like It's a man.
I think it was a man.
Huge.
(GUN FIRES) Tom? Oh, my God.
What's happening to me? DAVID: Tom, the elephants are a reality.
The green creature is a reality, but not here.
No, not now.
Ernest Hemingway did have shock treatments.
Tom Wallace did not.
My wife and my doctor.
They're together now.
Tom! No, Ramon.
I can't trust you anymore.
I hope he's all right.
Do you know where he's going? No.
(TIRES SCREECHING) Look, his Hemingway hallucinations and his delusions about his wife and the doctor have finally come together.
Now, you can't protect him because your friend Tom doesn't exist anymore.
He's just working through one of his stories.
No, no.
He's on his way to commit murder.
Now, you have to tell me where he's going.
I have to get there before he does.
I can't.
He'll be all right.
You know how Ernest Hemingway died? He put a gun in his mouth and he pulled the trigger.
Now you've got to tell me where he's going.
Thanks very much.
I appreciate the ride.
I was afraid I wouldn't get here in time.
Tom's on his way over to kill both of you.
You've got to leave before he gets here.
Too late, Ramon.
I told you they'd be together.
You were wrong, Ramon.
Dead wrong.
I'm not afraid to use this gun.
(SIRENS WAILING) Nobody moves! Nobody talks! Has he talked to you yet? Nothing.
He's holed up tight.
I think it's time to start the show.
Not yet, Mathews, the gas can wait.
What are you gonna do? You promised you wouldn't hurt him.
Don't worry we don't want to hurt your friend.
(MAN CHATTERING ON POLICE RADIO) (MAN SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE) Roberto has turned us in.
Tom Wallace, will you please respond? Tom, listen Be quiet.
Just be quiet.
Tom Wallace.
This is Deputy Chief Harry Simon.
Do you hear me? Sure, I hear.
Yo comprendo.
(MAN SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE) Chief.
I don't have time for an interview, buddy.
Get back over there.
All right, just tell me who's inside there with him? His wife, his doctor and the guy he escaped with.
These hallucinations are typical.
He's showing all the symptoms of a paranoid schizophrenic.
But the headaches seem real and they're getting worse.
Couldn't the symptoms, all of them, the hallucinations, the temporal pressure couldn't that be evidence of physiological disorder? Tumor? DAVID: Yes.
KAY: None of this matters.
What's important now is that we get him out of here.
I said be quiet and I meant it.
SIMON ON LOUDSPEAKER: Tom, can you hear me? (MAN SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE) Look at that.
Every federale on the island.
Tom, this is not a story.
Those are real guns.
Listen to me.
I came here like you asked in the letter that you left in the park.
Now please, let me help you.
Look, you don't have to go back to the hospital if Why did you do it? Why did you take my writing away? You and him.
Tom, please.
SIMON ON LOUDSPEAKER: Tom Wallace, will you please respond? Come out with your hands up! (ROARS) All right, everybody, we've had it down here.
Get topside with the rest of the crew.
I'll keep her afloat as long as I can.
Come on, let's go.
Let's move now, come on.
I'm not leaving.
Now! He's sick.
He wouldn't hurt anyone.
This is his doctor.
Hey.
Yes, I'm Dr.
Stanley, all right.
I told you to stay out of here.
You don't understand.
That man on the boat the one with Wallace, that's the creature, that's the Hulk.
You're not too bright, are you, coming back down here? Tom Wallace, you have one minute to come out of there.
Do you hear me? One minute.
I wanted to kill them but But I couldn't.
Tom Tom, that's a good sign, a sign that you can be helped.
You're not a murderer, Tom.
If you give yourself up, you'll get the kind of treatment that you really need.
They're never gonna send me back to that place.
Never.
If you go out there with that in your hand they're going to open fire.
I don't think so.
I've still got one hostage left.
No, Tom, no.
TOM: Shut up.
Someone's coming.
Tom, don't make me do this.
Now.
(HISSING) (COUGHING) (ROARING) Look at that thing.
I don't believe it.
HARRY: Mrs.
Wallace, stay back! Tom.
Don't kill it.
MAN: I'll get him.
Don't! (GUN FIRES) Get him out of here.
(ROARING) Where's he going? Stop him! He's getting away! Oh, it's okay, Tom.
It's okay.
The man who escaped with Tom, the one that the police are still searching for, seems to have actually known what he was talking about.
It was a benign tumor.
Amazing.
Yes.
And he was very dark, black hair.
I'll see you later.
See you, Bob.
Bye, Bob.
Wait a minute.
Black hair? You sure about that? He was a big-boned man with thick eyebrows, real thick.
No, it's wrong.
It's all wrong.
Listen, Tom, I know this man well enough to know you're not even close with that description.
Mr.
McGee, I'm recuperating from brain surgery.
Everything is still a little cloudy.
I really appreciate your holding onto this for me, Robert.
Oh, glad to.
You know, I didn't think I'd ever see you again.
Lucky for you that creature made an appearance when he did.
He gave you the cover to get away.
Well, I have to I have to get moving.
Yeah, right.
The cops might show up, or the newspapers.
They want to interview me.
Oh, I know.
You're famous now, Robert.
Take good care of Tom.
Oh, he's gonna be fine.
You'll see.
One of these days he's gonna get that book published.
You'll see.
Goodbye, my friend.