Miracle Mile Page #2

I had the nastiest dream

about her the other night.

- Oh, yeah? What's she do?

- Almost everything.

I meant for a living, Harlan.

I don't know. She's some kind

of stockbroker broad.

Shh. Here she comes.

- Morning.

- Good morning, Fred.

Here's your coffee.

She's got old Fred wrapped

around her finger, don't she?

Shut up, will you, Harlan?

Jesus.

You've reached

the Peters household.

Please leave a message

at the sound of the beep.

Julie, it's Harry.

Are you there?

Listen,

I'm really sorry about this...

but it's not

what you might think.

My alarm didn't go off.

It's the truth.

The power went out in the hotel,

and I just slept right through.

So, well, it's 4:00

here at Johnie's, and...

listen, if you want

to come on down...

and we'll go out for

a little champagne breakfast...

or something,

it would be great.

Otherwise, I guess

I'll call you tomorrow...

and, listen, I'm really,

really sorry about this.

Good night.

Dad, it's me, Chip. How come

the phone was busy just now?

Jesus. Look.

I had to wake you, and...

it's... it's happening!

I can't believe it...

but we're locked into it.

Fifty minutes and counting.

Christ, I just can't take it!

I can't f***ing take it!

I'm sorry, dad.

I shouldn't swear.

I'm sorry, but this is it.

This is really it!

This is the big one!

Thor Arthur 66 ZZD.

I told you what would happen

if it ever came down.

Well, it is! We don't know why!

Why would we, huh?

It's for real, dad!

It's no drill!

We shoot our wad

in fifty minutes.

They're going to

pick us up in five or ten...

and you could get it back

in an hour and ten.

Maybe seventy-five minutes!

What exactly

are you talking about?

I'm talking about

nuclear f***ing war.

Who is this?

Where's my dad? Go get my dad!

Your dad?

Look, there's nobody here.

Where's he supposed to be?

How the hell would I know?

You're in Orange County.

I'm in North Dakota.

Is this some kind of prank

or something?

Prank? Prank? Oh, God!

Is this 254-9411?

Yeah, it is, but, listen,

it's just a phone booth.

It's a phone booth

at a coffee shop.

Oh, is this 714? Did I dial 213?

Sh*t!

I think they heard me. Sh*t!

Oh, man, they see me

on the monitor. F***!

I patched into

the red line excom to do this.

They're going to nail my ass.

Tell dad...

just tell him that

I am sorry about that summer.

OK? He'll know what I mean.

All right, all right,

look, that's enough.

This is a joke, right?

Yes, sir. No, sir. I was just

checking the circuits, sir.

Wait. Wait!

Security. Should I trace?

Listen,

it's probably a felony...

to joke around on the phone

like this.

- Who are you?

- Who am I?

Listen, I'm just a guy

who picked up the phone.

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