"previously on Early Edition if that's the same cat, then I figure all I gotta do is find out about this guy what can I do for you?" "I was wondering if I could get a look at the archives" "Lucius Snow, that's the fellow's name, he set the Truman headline a whole day before anybody else knew, he had all the type all set before it happened" "the past is never over the future never begun that's what someone said, don't ask me who," "when you think about it, though, it kinda makes sense like yesterday's dinner, tomorrow's leftovers, or something like that" "the thing is, most of us live in the now you know, get up in the morning, brush your teeth, put on your socks, easy until you start getting tomorrow's news today" "then, everything changes and nothin' will ever quite be the same again" "come on, let's go to work, we got a newspaper to put out here here's the president's visit story you asked for" "Hanley, you missed your deadline again, no excuses" "Walman, you put me to sleep again doesn't anyone write the news around here?" "who else is covering the Presidential story?" "put a little more slack on that cord is that the new bit?" "yeah keep going isn't bad" "what's takin' so long?" "almost there good, 'cause we got 8 more lines to go it's through, I can feel it" "what is that?" "ok, is that everything?" "rent, utilities, clothes... don't forget the cat food no, I got the cat food" "where's the cat?" "what does it come to?" "whatever it is, it isn't enough it is for me man, I have been coming here every month and having to watch you make a budget, a budget when you could have more cash than the Prince of Brunei" "monks in Tibet make more money than you, it's starting to drive me crazy well then don't go oh, no, no, pathetic as it may seen, this is the one time in my life when I know I can actually beat the odds" "that is pathetic thank you, Marissa" "morning look, all I'm suggesting is that we take a more prudent financial approach, say ah, throw in season tickets to the Bulls for a few years, huh?" "what is this?" "what?" "these marks all over the headline so so, it's a sloppy headline wait a minute, let me see that c'mon you never give up, do you Chuck?" "how do you expect me to bet on horse if I can't see the race results?" "just keepin' you honest, if that's not a contradition in terms alright, here's one, third race at Pemblico, 3-6-2 Trifecta, pays 160 ok, how much we puttin' down?" "here's 10, here's 16 16 bucks, that's it?" "yeah what if we do a little negotiation?" "no another grand no my own money do you want me to go?" "it's embarassing what I have to do to help you pay your rent 3-6-2, don't get creative on me yeah, yeah, yeah" "now that your finances are done, what's next?" "I don't know, I don't know" "Yes, I do" "what do you mean, the mail hasn't come yet?" "where are we, Timbuktu?" "Mr. Hawks, there's... never mind, I'll get it myself, Stafford, you mispelled brassiere again, little thing called spell-check, ok?" "there's someone here to see you, sir where?" "he's over there" "I don't know him, ask him to wait, junk, junk he's from the government, sir who's government?" "ours ok, here, open this for me, will ya?" "on second thought, it might be personal" "morning, Harry Hawks, looking for me?" "I am well, what can I do for you?" "don't open that, don't open that" "hey wait, this is my mail everybody get down, everybody get down" "who the hell is that?" "you all right, Mr, ah..." "Dobbs, John Dobbs, Secret Service" "Secret Service, uh, what are you doin' here?" "special assignment, Washington what kind of special assignment?" "well, you can call and check me out, detective, ah..." "Crumb" "Crumb, I suggest you do that don't worry, I will" "Detective so you got statements?" "yep well, what do we got?" "letter bomb, at least that's what he says, we're runnin' forensics you again, no don't tell me, you had another of those... flashes?" "really?" "what kind of flashes?" "it's kinda hard to explain" "I imagine it is" "I don't get it, who'd wanna kill me?" "I'm an editor, they'd just get another one hey, don't worry about it, whoever this guy is, we're gonna find him, in the meantime you can go come on, I'll buy you a lunch, near death experiences always make me hungry" "excuse me, first I'd like to talk to you two me?" "it'll just take a minute oh, no, I can't, I..." "I insist Gary, you mind if we use your office?" "what?" "oh, sure, go right ahead" "first of all, I hope I can count on some discretion concerning what I'm about to say how about we order lunch in?" "ah, listen, I'm sure this is none of my business, so why don't I... oh, I think it is ok, we'll wait on lunch gentlemen, the President is due in town the day after tomorrow, he's here to make a speech," "I'm here to make sure that everything goes well one guy?" "I thought they had a whole team for that oh, they do protection, surveillance, security, they know what to look for my job is different, I work in the background" "I'm what you might call... a hunter hunting for what?" "oh, most anything people with grudges, people with plans, the odd schizophrenic, garden variety nut, the one who hasn't shown up on the radar screen, yet, my job is to see that he doesn't" "and that's why you came to see me?" "it's funny the things that pass through a newspaper editor office for instance, ah, people who think that they know things that the rest of us don't" "this confab just about over?" "some of us have work to do" "I think we're finished for now" "I'm sure we'll be talking again soon yeah" "so, where do I reach you?" "In the unlikely event that I should want to right here will do do you want to show me an office, or shall I pick out one myself?" "so he called you a nut in so many words, yes among other things well, he might be right, you are kind of, ah, different there's a booth over at table 2, the only reason I'm different is 'cause I get this paper, other than I'm completely normal" "you sure about that?" "yeah, ah, look, knock it off, will ya?" "you saved a guy's life today, you should feel good about that, sit Spike yeah, except for he probably thinks I'm the one that sent the damn thing who, Hawks?" "no, this agent Dobbs, what is wrong with this thing?" "the headline's getting worse excuse me, Spike well, I'm back did you make it to the racetrack?" "yeah, I made it to the track did you make the bet?" "yep and?" "we have a little problem what kind of a problem?" "it's not my fault, I was gonna do exactly as you told me, the 3-6-2 horse, the third race, Trifecta, 16 bucks so what happened?" "last minute scratch what do you mean last minute scratch?" "that's impossible, it's in the paper" "I don't care what was in the paper, the paper was wrong, the three horse came up lame, so I had to bet on my lucky number, seven and you lost au contraire you won?" "yep well, how much did you win?" "42 grand and change oh, my God hello and not only that, look at the name of the seven horse, the one that won, third race, go ahead, look it up what's it say?" "number seven, Mr Snow's cat, I don't believe it told ya" "so, it's a coincidence, it could be anything exactly it just happened to be Mr Snow cat sure the number you won, there's nothing mystical about that no, could happen to anyone that's right" "except that the name of the horse happens to be the same name of a certain typesetter that got the paper before you did and, his cat, who you happen to share an apartment with and look, enough already, if you find proof, great, otherwise, coincidence" "Mr Hobson, Morris, from the Sun Times, remember?" "the archives?" "yeah, how are you?" "I brought you something, figured you'd be interested, just turned up today, in a hole in the wall property of Lucius Snow" "how'd you find this?" "wasn't me, telephone guys, they were installing new lines, when the wall caved in, being as how I'm the archivist, I... wait a minute, it was in the wall?" "why?" "got me, they renovated the place in 65, maybe it got put in by mistake somehow I doubt that, not when it comes to Lucius Snow anyway, now that you got it, I'll be going" "where you goin'?" "you just got here, take a load off let's just say I'm supertitious, last time I got involved in that stuff, it almost got me killed, call me if you need me, which I hope you don't" "so, are you gonna open it?" "I don't know, maybe he's right, maybe it's none of my business nah nah, open it yeah, go ahead" "another newspaper what'd you expect?" "old bones" "Gary, what is it?" "saturday, november 23rd, 1963, Kennedy killed, John F. Kennedy, 35th president of the United States, was shot and killed today in Dallas, 12:59 local time the president, enjoying new popularity all through the south, was waving from his motorcade when the shots were fired" "24 year old Lee Harvey Oswald has been charged with the crime, and is expected to be formally booked this afternoon, the nation has gone into mourning for its fallen hero ok, so the guy leaves a newspaper, some 30 years old, what's the point?" "don't you see?" "he knew it was going to happen what?" "he read about it, in his paper, the day before, somehow he knew about it all, the when, the where, the how no, it's more than that, he was there" "ah, Crumb, mind if I borrow your desk?" "apparently not anything else I can do for you?" "well, I've been browsing through some of your files, interest reading, I couldn't help but notice a common thread running through a lot of them and what would that be?" "well, Hobson, Hobson, Hobson, and ah, Hobson, kind of a theme, don't you think?" "you're wasting your time, the kid's harmless harmless?" "seems like everytime something happens, he's around" "I don't know, he, ah, gets these feelings, I guess he gets feelings and things blow up, and fall down?" "what are you saying?" "he's makin' this up?" "well, let's say he's the, ah, fireman who sets the fires and then shows up to put them out this doesn't seem strange to you?" "I see things different, that's all" "I think he's trouble" "I think you're making a mistake" "I don't make mistakes, I can't afford to, neither can you airline tickets, hotel reservations, car rentals so, the guy took a trip, that's all there must be a clue in there somewhere, some kind of message" "maybe he meant to just throw all this stuff away you don't really believe that, do you?" "he did the damn thing in a wall yeah, why?" "look, he knew the guy was in Dallas, we knew he was there the day it happened, so the question is, where did he go, what did he do?" "there, there's somethin' we're not seein', there's... what is that?" "that what is it?" "business card" "US Secret Service J. T. Marley bingo" "Snow needed help, that's who he went to, we have to find this Marley guy what, you expect to find this guy after thirty years?" "yeah, what do you want us to do?" "knock on the Secret Service's door and say, excuse me, ah, J.T. in?" "Morris oh, no, not me, I told you, I'm supertitious come on, Morris, it's a favor, just a little research, that's all that's what you said last time, why is this so important, anyway?" "Snow some kind of a crook?" "no, it's not that, it's just, I need to know a little bit more about the guy, that's all so you want me to break into government files, and find you a name, just like that?" "oh, you're right, you probably wouldn't be able to figure that out anyhow" "probably should have my head examined, for letting you talk me into this, ok, here we go you're sure you know what you're doin', Morris?" "you don't work in the basement thirty years without learning some tricks, let's see what happen well, you're breaking into Secret Service files?" "this is not the Secret Service, this is the I.R.S." "taxes by department zip code, your bureaucracy at work" "there let's see, Marley, Marley, Marley..." "I don't see it maybe he never paid his taxes, that happens what happens?" "what's goin' on here?" "research research on what?" "bolivian finches, bobtailed bolivian finches, white breasted bobtailed bolivian finches, very rare cute, now get outta here, this isn't a public library, Morris, check these out, stop tying up my employees on company time, uh?" "hey, Hawks, you remember a guy who used to work here, retired a few years ago, a typesetter named Lucius Snow?" "yeah, white haired guy?" "yeah had a cat?" "yeah crackpot how's that?" "completely out of his mind, why?" "I, we... nothin', it's a... nothin' well, then, if you'll excuse me, I've got tomorrow's edition to deal with" "yeah, me too" "what is it?" "hello hope I'm not disturbing you, just thought you might want to know, I found J.T. Marley, took a while, but I did where is he?" "in the obits, he's dead when?" "january, 1964, two months after Dallas, went down in a plane, no survivors you're sure it's him?" "oh, it's him all right, got his bio and everything, too bad, according to this, the man was a hero, sorry ah, thanks, Morris" "what the hell is this?" "so this is where he lives?" "rented room?" "unless he owns the hotel" "I've got a problem with people who live in rented rooms oh, come on, he's harmless, let's go home hey did you check me out?" "what?" "did you call Washington?" "well, yeah did they tell you what I was doing here?" "sure so do me a favor, don't get in my way" "ok?" "yeah, sure" "so, let's drive" "come on, there's gotta be somethin' here what am I doin'?" "what am I doin'?" "it can't be" "Snow's cat" "good morning, the time is now 6:30 in Chicago, it's a chilly 24 degrees and here is the news, security is tight as the city prepares for tomorrow's visit from president Tyson" "you're on your own today, buddy" "hey Mike" "Mr. Hobson, that about it?" "yeah oh, fifty dollars, for gum, what'd you do, rob a bank?" "sort of tell you what, next time, rob one for me yeah, hey Mike yeah these headlines, find anything strange in them?" "strange, how?" "I don't know, they got, ah, marks on them, they're kinda... which bank?" "it's you again like the moth to the flame, which bank did you rob?" "all of them so, where are you going, Hobson?" "none of your business maybe it is, maybe it isn't, you seem to be in a hurry beat it" "I would if I could what the hell is it you want with me?" "what do I want?" "well, maybe I want the answer to a few questions, like, what are you going to do today?" "you're not going to work, you haven't got a job, I know that congratulations so maybe you got something else in mind?" "something you heard, in your head?" "what does that sound like, this voice that you talk to?" "or is it a vision?" "Gary do this, Gary do that, must be kind of a drag, ah?" "do you see a shrink about this, or do you try to keep it down inside?" "yeah, that's it, it's like a genie trying to break out?" "it's crazy, isn't it?" "you know what I'm talking about, don't you?" "it's crazy, and you can't stop it, can you?" "yep, it's a cat alright, kinda blurry, but there it is" "Morris, is there any way you can blow that picture?" "well, I could, but with the grain, it'd most likely turn out the same, what are you lookin' for, anyway, or do I wanna know?" "probably not" "I figured so, what now?" "now, I go home you don't mean that, do you?" "Gary you just found a clue so, there's a cat in the picture, what am I supposed to do?" "so that means he was there, the moment it happened, I mean, he must have tried to stop it, just as you would, but he couldn't, the question is why?" "look, if the guy wanted help, he should have asked for it he did, he's asking you, Gary, there's something else in that picture, you just have to find it maybe there I can help" "Crumb well, there goes my digestion you eat that for breakfast?" "it's better than donuts, what do you want?" "well, I thought maybe we should, ah, make peace, got off on the wrong foot, the fact is, we could, help each other out yeah, how's that?" "well, I've got my job, you've got yours, we're both under a lot of pressure, hell we've both got families to support,right ah, well so, I was thinking like, ah, well the letter bomb, do you have any leads on that?" "no, not a trace, and don't start with this Hobson stuff again" "I know, I'm probably too hard on that guy, huh?" "you're damn right you are well, you know him, I don't, but you can't blame me for asking questions, you have to admit he's strange yeah like all the money he carries around" "what money?" "all that cash, I mean, he hasn't got a job, who's paying him?" "how much money?" "well, look, it's not like you have a search warrant or anything, and like I said, it's just strange?" "not bad, I think I'll order one no, no, be my guest thanks ah, the Warren Commission Report, that picture's famous, it should be in here so hold your horses, my eyes ain't good as they were, here it is" "it's the same picture yeah, but this time they've got names names?" "there's the cat, standing next to Anderson, Spivak, and... great what is it?" "J.T. Marley, it's a dead end well, who says?" "well, J.T. Marley's dead, it's a dead end unless, of course, he's not he faked his death, he's still out there, alive and well, haven't you heard?" "how do you know that?" "your friend Snow told me, now get outta my stacks hey, Hawks, hang on, Hawks listen, Hawks, all I need to know is... forget about it, I don't wanna talk about this anymore, ok?" "you're wasting my time, not to mention my staff so what about Snow, you said..." "Snow, he was a lunatic, the guy drove me batty, him and his crack pot theory what theory?" "come on, it's Kennedy, everyone has a theory, CIA, bandits, outlaws, pink elephants, but Snow's that was a doozie so he told you about it?" "I was just a cub, ok?" "I was trying to be polite, but my God, renegade agents, falsified death certificates, Oswald was just a dupe?" "come on, that's crazy and what about Marley?" "they found his bones scattered all over a mountain top in Central Peru, so were his teeth, which they identified one by one, I checked it all out, it's a waste of time, I almost got fired and what about the cat?" "cat?" "the cat in the picture what cat?" "Snow's cat gimme that, you found this here, it's property of this paper, and here it stays, the only reason I don't throw you out is because you saved my life, which I thank you for, now get out" "listen, Hawks... no, you listen to me, cats don't kill presidents, got it?" "now go, I got work to do" "come back any time, conspiracy theories, this stuff will be the death of me yet" "what do you wanna do about Dobbs?" "I need a warrant a warrant, for what?" "Hobson, I need to make a search" "yeah, I'm hungry too" "White House announced today, that after the President's arrival in Chicago, he will speak to labor leaders all over the country, governor has called the visit a proud day for a proud city... look, don't take it so, alright?" "so you made a fool of yourself, what else is new?" "I would have liked to have seen his face when you told him about that cat did he really threaten to throw you out?" "you're gettin' a real kick outta this, aren't you?" "thanks, Hammer thanks, Mike" "I got it, so you came up with a loose end, alright?" "maybe there was nothin' to it in the first place, I mean, cripes, the thing is practically ancient history by now anyway" "I don't have any cash" "here" "I don't have any either what?" "I don't have any money what about money from the track?" "the money from the track?" "no, the money from the track's not for somethin' like this, that's for living expenses wrong, the money from the track was a windfall, you said yourself you didn't need all that, come on, let's live a little alright, I'll go" "no, no, no, I'll go, you sit down, relax, take a load off, where is it?" "it's in the desk, on the right hand side alright, you wet your whistle, watch some TV, alright?" "I'll be back in two minutes" "in other news, local police aided by secret service, are busy setting up blockades in the loop for what's sure to be thousands of Chicagoans waiting to greet the President and his motorcade, the White House today announced more details about the President's visit to Chicago tomorrow" "Air Force One will arrive at O'Hare International Airport, sometime just after noon, where dignitaries will be on hand to greet the first couple airport officials don't expect the visit will disrupt commercial traffic, but they are suggesting that passengers be aware of potencial delays" "president Kennedy died at 1 pm central standard time, 2 pm eastern time, some 38 minutes ago direction in government policy, although federal reserve analysts have already stated their reluctance to upset the status quo" "there's another headline" "no" "I love you what the?" "presidential route?" "Gary?" "police, we got a search warrant, open up come on, open up" "move, move, freeze hold it right there against the wall, come on, turn around, spread them detective Crumb, over here, you better come see what we got what, what'd I do?" "what the hell?" "thanks a lot, Gary, Gary well, what's wrong?" "come on hey, where are you taking me?" "what's happening Gary?" "where are you going?" "Gary, tell me what's goin' on?" "what is it, Gary?" "what is it?" "Gary, you're shaking, what's wrong, what's happening?" "listen, president Tyson's gonna be shot listen, the headline, the marks in the paper, it's been trying to tell me oh, my God, we've gotta get help we can't do that" "of course we can, if there's a gunman out there" "Marissa, it's me what are you talking about, it's you?" "listen, tomorrow at 2 o'clock the paper says I'm gonna try and shoot the President of the United States that doesn't make sense, it's not right, maybe someone's trying to set you up, Dobbs" "no, it's not Dobbs how do you know it's not Dobbs?" "because I'm gonna kill Dobbs, too what are you gonna do?" "I don't know you're gonna need help" "Crumb, Crumb" "you want a press release on this?" "not a peep" "get him outta here what, I didn't even do anything" "hey, Crumb" "Gary, run grab that guy" "go" "no" "he may lead us to Marley who?" "come on, let's go" "Hawks" "I need to talk to Hawks, where is he?" "in his office, but I wouldn't disturb him, he's been in there all night long hey, Hawks, Hawks, open up, it's Hobson" "I'm sorry to barge in like this, look, somethings happened, I don't have anyone to turn to, I'm in trouble, Hawks... did you want me to help you with... oh, my God oh, my God, no, no, stop, no"