Michael Page #5

"... Hard Copy," book the works.

Don't mess this one up.

I want that guy

on the first plane to Chicago.

Or does the bird-man fly himself?

I don't know if he actually

uses the wings, but God...

...wouldn't that be a draw?

Don't worry. He's in safe hands.

And I'm the Queen of England.

Don't fret, Malt.

He's in safe hands.

In view of this,

should we call the girl off?

No, no, leave her where she is.

I'm in a no-lose situation.

Hey, Mike.

Michael.

Have you...

...ever seen the world's

biggest ball of twine?

No.

We must go-

I saw the world's biggest cannonball.

Mesopotamia.

- I wonder if it's still there.

- Mesopotamia isn't still there.

- Nothing lasts.

- Listen...

I have to ask a favor.

Huey and I, we're on a little

bit of a losing streak.

Quit.

We can't. He's got a mortgage.

Three kids in a soccer camp.

A wife.

God knows he loves her...

...but she's burning a hole

in his pocket, and I...

Well...

Love to fight. Like me. We'll drive.

Where?

Chicago. Isn't that

where you want to go?

I know. That's why I wrote you.

You wrote?

Yeah. My idea.

Why are we driving?

I mean, why don't we fly?

All of us together in a plane.

It's safer. Much safer.

Nobody believes it...

...but statistically it's true...

- ... and the paper'll pay.

- Nope.

- We need time.

- Time for what?

Smokes.

Smokes. Besides...

...I'll get to see the world's

largest ball of twine.

- It's on the way.

- Great.

- You'll owe me something.

- Money?

I can't quote a figure, but there'll be

plenty of money, I promise you that...

...once the world sees...

- ... pictures of these babies.

- No.

- You'll owe me an apology.

- An apology, for what?

Sure, I apologize. Whatever.

Not now. When I say so.

And no pictures.

No pictures? Are you kidding me?

Not until we get to Chicago.

Deal?

Deal.

I like your coat better.

It's yours.

The world's biggest ball

of twine is two hours from here.

I'd like to see it before the sun sets.

- They'll exploit you. You must know.

- I'm going.

Well I'm not. For your sake.

You are or I'll have to tell

them the truth about you.

What?

I know why you're here...

...and it has nothing to do with angels.

How do you know?

I pay attention.

Also...

- ... I'd like you to sing.

- A song?

Of course.

Fine.

I'll sing.

Now?

When I tell you to.

In the national news:

Hog futures are down 1/4 in Chicago

and selling down 1/8 in Sioux City.

Hog futures.

Hog futures are down 1/4.

- What's the opposite of white?

- Black.

Wrong. Yolk.

Is that like an egg joke?

When we stop to eat will

you put your coat back on?

- Why?

- Your wings.

People will see your wings.

Are you afraid they'll

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