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Hi.

We better hold him

for the police.

We better go talk

to the police.

Come on.

Ok, folks,

step back.

Clear the area.

Thank you.

I better be

going now.

You gonna be

all right?

Yeah. I've got a key.

Ok.

Davey, I've been calling

all over the place for you.

Mr. Osborne,

Lieutenant Fleming,

San Antonio PD.

Dad, I didn't do...

Just wait a minute,

ok? Let him talk.

What's...come on in.

Not at this time.

I've got to keep an ear

out for the squawk box.

Oh. Well, go on

to your room, Davey.

Dad, I want to hear

what he has to say...

Just go to your room,

Davey, all right?

What, uh...

What...what

happened?

Well, your son

created quite a stir

at the Tower Life

Building this morning

when he reported

a murder.

A murder?

That's right, sir.

We checked out his story

and found absolutely

no credence to it.

Then we tried

to bring him home,

but he refused to

divulge the whereabouts

of what he called,

um, "Headquarters."

Sorry, Officer,

but he does, uh,

do that sometimes.

We got them right

where we want them.

Huh?

Let 'em think

you're nuts.

See, if we're

gonna be heroes,

we got to keep

a low profile.

No cops, no dads,

we're on our own, pal.

There gonna be any

charges, or what?

Not this time, sir,

but we do think that

you ought to consider

getting him some help.

I have.

For almost an hour,

all he would give us

is his name, rank,

and serial number.

The tougher we got,

the tougher he got.

Good.

If it hadn't been

for the little girl,

we would've never

gotten him home.

Officer, I...

They'll sing

a different tune

once you're a hero.

...stuff like this

with parents a lot.

He is a good boy.

He's just...

going through a real

tough time right now.

He lost his

mother recently.

Oh.

I guess we're both

having a little difficulty

making an adjustment.

Well, I can say

one thing for him.

If we were at war,

I'd want him

on my side.

You ready to talk?

Want to talk

about the murders?

They weren't murderers.

They were spies.

They'd gone there to

kill an FBI agent.

I just intercepted one

of their communications.

Anybody else see 'em?

If mom were here,

she'd believe me.

She probably would.

But she's not here,

and she's not

gonna be here.

We've gotta get

used to that.

I miss her.

I know.

We both miss her.

I bet she knows it.

I'll bet she can see us

right now, you know that?

Listen,

I've got an idea.

Why don't you and me

call up Dr. Sullivan

tomorrow?

You just tell him

what you saw today.

Just...just to see what

he says about it.

Jack Flack was right.

You do think I'm crazy.

You still talking

to Jack Flack?

Sometimes.

Davey, you've

got to understand:

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