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- Frank's got two sisters.

One's uglier than the other.

All right. You know,

I was just mentioning it.

I'm not asking you to marry them.

Why does it seem as though we had

this conversation 40 years ago?

'Cause we did.

We did, in this very house.

In this room.

Behind this sofa. Remember?

In whispers,

so Ma and Pa wouldn't hear us?

You suppose

they can hear us now?

Maybe.

If they can, they'd be happy

because we still try

to take care of each other.

And after all the marriages

and divorces and catastrophes...

we're still kind of a family.

Ned, did you have a rough night?

Kind of.

What are you working on?

Looking for answers that don't seem

to be in any of those books in there.

Yeah? Answers to what?

What's happening on that ocean floor.

Where's Tommy?

I haven't seen him yet.

He's usually about

and starving at this hour.

You know, I remember

when you were just about his age,

mama used to say you ate

one meal a day... all day long,

Boy, am I starved!

I'm gonna make breakfast.

No, no, no.

You're not gonna make breakfast.

You'll wreck the kitchen.

I'll do it.

Get Corey for me.

Corey?

Yes, yes.

I know about the test.

That's not what I'm calling about.

Be at my house at 12:00 sharp.

Yes, today.

To hell with the test.

Just be here.

Why do I have I read about what's

going on in my own company

in the morning paper?

Well, Ned Turner

was around asking questions, but...

What kind of questions?

About our underwater test.

What's his interest?

Just curiosity, I guess.

Something different to write about.

Why didn't you refer him to me?

Because I assumed

it was the usual thing.

Big city journalist trying to make himself

look good by stirring up circulation.

Apparently, it's more

than just idle curiosity.

Is there any truth

to Turner's insinuations?

No, absolutely not.

Doesn't seem likely

he'd make wild accusations.

Turner has a fine reputation.

Hell, maybe he's just getting senile

and needs to prove something.

How do I know?

Tell you what I don't need...

that's anyone in my employ

jeopardizing Trojan's integrity

and accomplishments...

which have taken me

a lifetime to achieve.

Is that clear?

Yes, sir.

- All right, What's next?

- The skull.

Now I'll show you the torso.

There's barely any cartilage

left of the joints

to hold the frame together.

And inside the bones,

even the marrow has been sucked dry.

All right, the dental records

confirm that this was Bill Sullivan.

But how did he die?

For chrissakes, what did this?

I'd like to hear

the answer to that one.

This examination was supposed

to be closed to the press.

I'll try not to get in your way.

Is that the same condition

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