"Missing_, WEB_MKV_H264 1280x694" "Goal!" "Captain Tower?" "Sorry." "You may go." "Go." "Let him go through." "Let him go through." "This film is based on a true story." "The incidents and facts are documented." "Some of the names have been changed to protect the innocent... and also to protect the film." "– Where do you live, Terry?" "– Why?" "So I can take you home." "It's only 30 minutes until curfew." "Just drop us at the Hotel Cabrera." "Thanks for the ride." "– Um — – Listen." "If you need anything, feel free to call me." "Here's my business card." "My home number's on the other side." "Okay." "– Thanks again." "– Okay." "– I will take some photos. – It's gonna be curfew." "They shoot everyone on the street." "The telephones don't work here either." "– Let's get a cab." "– Why didn't you let him drive us home?" "– I didn't want him to know where I lived." "– What?" "'Cause I didn't want him to know where I lived!" "– We'll take a taxi." "Calle — – No." "It's already too late." "– Vicuña Street — – No." "Yes, please!" "– Blew it." "– You did not." "Look." "I have a credit card." "We can stay here." "It's curfew." "Come on." "We better go in." "♪ Those of you who will not sing ♪" "♪ You must be playing with your own ding-a-ling ♪" "♪ My ding-a-ling My ding-a-ling ♪" "– ♪ I want to play with my ding-a-ling ♪ – No, no, no." "♪ Oh, your ding-a-ling Your ding-a-ling ♪" "– ♪ We saw you playin' with your ♪ – ♪ Ding-a-ling ♪" "♪ Oh, my ding-a-ling Everybody sing ♪" "♪ I want to play with my ding — Everybody ♪" "– ♪ My ♪" "– ♪ Oh, my ♪ – ♪ Ding-a-ling ♪♪" "♪ All or nothing at all ♪" "Are you all right?" "– Never better." "– Let's be positive, okay?" "I just keep thinking about what Patrick said about... bodies everywhere." "Beth's all right." "Nothing can happen to her." "I hope so." "She's probably hiding in the bath tub with the duck." "Laugh." "It's the best thing I've said all day." "I just wish it was morning." "Does the light bother you?" "No." "No, not at all." "Charlie, you think it's smart to keep all those notes?" "Stop." "It's here." "– Beth?" "– She's probably asleep, Charlie." "Shh, shh, shh!" "Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh!" "Beth, it's me." "Oh, shit." "You're alive." "Yep." "– Where have you been?" "– In Viña." "– You were supposed to be there one day." "– Well, we couldn't get back." "Why didn't you call me?" "I've been going nuts." "I know." "There was nothing I could do." "– I thought something terrible had happened." "– Well, we got trapped." "You know, uh, they cut the roads down, and they shut off the telephone wires." "Come here." "– I love you." "– Come here." "I missed you." "– I didn't know if you were dead or alive." "– Everybody's safe." "– Where's Terry?" "– Hmm?" "She's right there." "– You shit!" "– Who?" "– You." "I was worried about you." "– You were worried?" "Hey." "Hey." "Cut it out." "Wait." "Hold it." "– You creep!" "Living it up at the beach, and I'm stuck here with a duck." "– This is from Charlie." "Well, I heard it on the radio, but five minutes later... there were bombs going off right down the street." "Really?" "– Were you scared?" "Yeah, I hid under the bed." "– Okay." "– Quack, quack, quack." "– Want some help?" "– Here." "Get-a your tutsi-fruitsi." "For you." "For me." "Why a duck?" "Why-a no goose?" "Why a duck?" "Why-a no goose?" "– Hey." "You guys aren't very hungry." "– We're starved." "Hey, seriously, Beth, is there anything to eat in this house besides a couple cockroaches?" "No." "I'm sorry." "I was scared to go out shopping." "– Okay." "– Hey, Beth, I got this of Charlie in Viña." "Hey, Beth." "How about a little Long Island duckling?" "Hmm?" "Stuffed with a little Peruvian tuna fish, Spanish olives?" "– Hmm?" "Mm-mmm." "It's okay." "I was just kidding." "Hey, I was just kidding." "– Old jokes." "– I know." "Been listening to him for five days." "– Try five years." "– Señora Núñez — – Here." "I know you can't get these here." "– How are you?" "Very well, thank you." "You're looking for Beth?" "Beth Horman?" "She's right in the bedroom." "Go on." "Come in." "Yes, thank you, sir." "Oh, careful, señora." "Thank you, sir." "– Señora." "Old jokes." "I want to go home, Charlie." "Now." "– Oh, Beth." "– We have to." "I can't stand this place anymore." "– Okay, okay." "We'll go." "– I hate this house." "Okay, we're goin', we're goin', we're goin'." "Let's go with Terry, today." "No, honey, we can't do that." "We can't leave just like that without all my stuff." "– We gotta settle things up, get packed." "– Just leave it." "– We can't." "We're goin'." "I promise you." "– Leave it." "You don't know what it's like being here without you." "Have you heard from anybody?" "From David or Frank?" "No." "– I hope they're okay." "– Me too." "– I better go check on 'em." "– Why don't you let me go?" "You take Terry to the airport." "I gotta get outta here." "– Okay." "– Uh, you guys want me to take a walk?" "– Later." "– Not too much later." "See?" "Patrick said that they were running search-and-destroy missions." "– Who's Patrick?" "– A colonel stationed in Viña." "We saw some very upsetting things in Viña." "Well, are you gonna let me read it, or are you gonna tell it to me?" "Whichever you prefer." "End of the line." "– What time you comin' home?" "– 4:00." "I'll be waitin' for you." "Better watch out." "– I won't be late." "– You better not be." "– I'm warnin' ya." "– Avenida Mata —" "– Oh, that's me." "– Sure you wanna go?" "– Yeah." "– All right." "– One moment, please." "– Love you" "I'll see you in New York." "Don't forget to call our parents and tell them we'll be back in a couple of days." "– I will." "– Two days, Charlie." "Say good-bye to David and Frank for me." "A partir de este día... las mujeres en este país no usan más pantalones." "What did he say?" "He said, "From now on, women in this country wear dresses."" "My God, look at this." "A week ago this was the quietest place on earth." "– Oh, come on." "– Yeah?" "It was a lot cooler than that." "I think Braniff's over there Here." "Wait a second." "None left." "All sold out." "Shit." "The first one that moves, shoot to kill." "Leave them on the pavement until I say so." "I'm with her." "Uh — Vengo con la señorita." "¿Adónde vas con eso?" "Uh, he wants to know where you're going." "Uh, I — I'm an American." "I was going to New York." "I was going to Braniff to get my ticket." "My friend was taking me there." "Soy norteamericano, voy a New York." "The airport is closed, and there is no more planes." "You may go." "Don't look." "Don't look." "Excuse me." "Could we speak to Mrs. Tyler, please?" "There's nobody here by that name." "Well, could we speak to whoever's in charge... of helping American citizens leave the country?" "That's not our job." "You'll have to talk to somebody at the consulate." "Well, we were told that the consulate was closed because of gunfire... and that the consul was working here." "Yeah?" "Well, that's news to me." "Could — Could you call for us and maybe find out?" "Look, lady." "If you wanna see if the consulate is open, you're gonna have to go there." "It's lunchtime." "Everybody's gone, and the phones are dead." "Well, thank you very much." "Excuse me." "I'm Kate Newman, a freelance reporter out of New York." "Oh, no comment." "Just a friendly misunderstanding." "Well, if you don't mind... if I were you, I'd come right back after lunch." "Demand to see the ambassador." "Don't try to get to the consulate." "It's over a mile away, and the streets are just murder." "– Right." "Thanks." "Wait." "Miss Newman." "– Yes." "– Would you do me a big favor?" "– Sure." "– Would you let me borrow your paper?" "– Certainly." "You know, I don't understand." "There's nothing here." "They told us in Viña that the military were executing thousands of people here." "There's nothing." "When were you in Viña?" "We just got back yesterday." "Wanna hear something strange?" "Our hotel was full of American military officers." "– I'd forget about that." "What's going on?" "Let me go, stupid!" "Let me go with him!" "Hey!" "Hey, wait a minute!" "– Don't interfere!" "– Jesus!" "Leave them." "They're Americans." "– Are you okay?" "– I'm all right." "– For God's sake, why did you do that?" "– I don't know." "I just —" "– I don't know." "– Listen, both of you" "Forget this and forget Viña." "Find yourselves a safe place." "A hotel with lots of people around." "Just hole up there until you can get out of here" "Hey." "Hey." "– All right?" "You'll stay here?" "– Yeah." "Thanks." "You'll get a room for Beth and me too?" "– I'll get her." "We'll be backs soon as we can." "– Okay." "– All right?" "– Yeah." "You got enough money?" "– I think so." "How about you?" "– I got my credit card." "All right." "Here." "Take it." "– You never know." "– Thanks, pal." "– All right." "– Charlie, be careful." "Ah, don't worry." "They can't hurt us." "We're Americans." "I think I felt him kick." "Come on, Maria." "You gotta have faith." "Carlos will be okay." "You have to be strong." "– For the baby." "– She's right." "– I know they're going to kill him." "– No, Maria." "He's — He's probably up in the mountains somewhere in hiding." "I know they are going to kill him." "They're killing everybody." "– You should go now." "– I got a few more minutes." "No, you must go." "I will take care of her" "You'll be okay." "Let me know if you get any news." "Mm-hmm." "Take care." "– Yeah." "– How's she doin'?" "She's okay." "Pia's with her." "Frank, what did happen to Carlos?" "What's happening to everybody?" "I don't know." "Look." "Maybe he's at an embassy as a refugee or somethin'." "Or somebody accidentally blew his brains out." "David." "– What about Silvio?" "– He's okay." "He's in hiding." "– But, uh — – Great!" "– Well, Cleo really disappeared." "– Oh, shit." "All of a sudden this place is like a free-fire zone." "They shoot at you just for being left-handed." "Well, I hope you guys aren't planning to stay around too long." "– Party's over." "– It wasn't a party." "– They were trying to do something new here." "– I'm sorry, y'all, but I've gotta go." "– Charlie's gonna kill me." "– You bet." "Promise to call us first thing when you get to New York?" "Use the phone booth at the corner of West Broadway and Prince, huh?" "Frank, I'm sorry things worked out for you the way they did." "Oh." "Listen, in a week, we're all gonna be playing chess in Washington Square, huh?" "– Checkers." "– Checkers." "– I hope so." "– Where you gonna be in New York?" "– His folks' house, Upper East Side." "– Oh, chic!" "That's us." "Take care." "It's my — Oh, my bus!" "Oh!" "– Taxi!" "– Where to?" "– Vicuña MacKenna, please." "Psst!" "– Hey." "Come with us." "– American slut." "¡Atención!" "¡Atención!" "Attention!" "Attention!" "– It's curfew time." "Clear the streets." "Go back to your homes." "Clear the street immediately." "Off the street." "Curfew time!" "Go home!" "– What do you want?" "– I'm an American." "– Curfew time." "I need help, please." "– Get out!" "– No foreigners here." "– Help me." "Get out." "Get out!" "Stop!" "Stop!" "Hide!" "Hide!" "Yoo-hoo!" "Charlie!" "Char —" "Charlie?" "Charlie?" "Charlie." "Excuse me, señora." "The soldiers came last night and destroyed everything." "My husband?" "¿Mi esposo?" "Did you see my husband?" "I don't know." "But you better leave." "The soldiers might come back." "Thank you Thank you" "You've been in touch with our embassy down there?" "Several times, sir." "I spoke to a Mr. Shipler." "And?" "Well, Senator, all they seem to know is that my son is missing." "Hmm." "Have you been to the State Department?" "I have tried, sir, many different people." "You are the first person that would see me." "Well, I urge you to get to them, Mr. Horman." "I'm trying, sir." "How does your son make a living?" "Well, frankly, I, um —" "I guess he's a writer." "Well, he says that he wants to —" "Well, the important thing right now is to help him, hmm?" "Yes, sir." "Here in the State Department, sir... we've investigated and have been unable to find any trace of your son." "Neither our embassy down there, nor the military government knows where he is." "Yet the New York Times says he's been arrested." "Well, that's what your daughter-in-law told the press." "She — She —" "She's been pestering those embassy people, so they told me." "Terry Simon is a friend." "She was there on vacation, caught in the coup." "She confirmed everything that Beth told me." "The arrested Americans have all been released... thanks to our embassy's efforts." "The last two — Teruggi and Holloway —" "They're friends of your son's." "Were released, and Teruggi left without even thanking the embassy." "Mr. Horman, this is gonna take a little time." "I suggest you go back up to New York and relax... and let us handle it." "I met him in New York once, at the Third Church of Christ, Scientist." "– Doubt he'd remember that – Oh, you're a Christian Scientist too?" "– Yes." "Mm-hmm." "– And your son?" "– Oh, you know how young people are." "– Of course." "– Uh, Mr. Horman." "– Yes." "– Would you mind waiting here a moment?" "– No, not at all." "– Mr. Horman?" "– Yes." "– I think we met before, haven't we?" "– Yes, we have, Congressman." "– In New York?" "– Yes." "This is my assistant, Ann." "– How do you do?" "– You know Bob." "– Yes." "– Do you mind if we talk while walking?" "Uh, no." "Not at all, sir." "– What did they say?" "– They think he's in hiding." "– Why?" "– Political reasons." "They think he'll surface as soon as things calm down." "– What are his politics?" "– Well, liberal, I suppose." "Liberal, or radical?" "Congressman, my son is much too wishy-washy to be a radical." "– Are you sure?" "– Well, what difference does it make?" "Well, it doesn't, of course, but... you said that Percy and Abzug are sending cables?" "Well, they promised to, but so did Kemp and Koch... and Magnuson and Javits and you." "Well, I'm certainly gonna consider it." "– Good luck." "God bless." "– Uh-huh." "Nice meeting you, Mr. Horman." "Mr. Horman." "– What's that?" "– Huh?" "That." "This?" "Those are my books." "One of those is a Bible." "I'm a Christian Scientist." "Passport." "Yes." "Mr. Horman, I'm Phil Putnam." "I'm the U.S. Consul down here." "– Oh, thank heaven." "Very pleased to meet you." "– Sorry about the confusion." "That's all right." "Thank you." "Is there any more news?" "Nothing so far, but I think we're on top of the situation." "Thank you very much." "They cabled us you were coming from Washington." "– We're over here in the Ford." "– The suitcase, Mr. Consul." "– Gracias." "– You'd think there was a war going on here." "– Well, there is one, sort of." "– Well, I thought the coup was over." "– It is, but, uh... there are still problems." "The ambassador can see you this afternoon at 3:30, if that's okay with you." "– Oh, yes." "Yeah." "The sooner the better." "– Good." "– Cheerful little country you picked to live in." "Yeah, well —" "How long have you been here?" "Uh, three years, four months and 19 days." "Counting the days." "It's not a bad country, really." "I'm just ready for a change." "Where will you go next?" "– My dream is to be posted to Brazil." "– Oh." "But I'll go wherever they send me." "To the Hotel Cabrera." "Ed." "Ed." "I'm sorry I didn't meet you at the airport, but I've been trying to meet this man, Major Pieto —" "Mrs. Horman." "Hi." "How are ya?" "– You all right?" "– All right." "Good, good." "Listen." "We'll be back to pick you folks up at 2:30, okay?" "– Yes, 2:30." "That's fine." "Thank you." "– Right." "– I've been trying to meet this man, Major Pieto — – Let's go upstairs, shall we?" "And this morning was the only time that I had that I — that I could meet him." "– Here." "– And the bathroom, sir." "– Yeah." "Sí." "– Thank you very much." "– How was your trip?" "– A total delight." "How's Elizabeth?" "How do you suppose?" "You blame me?" "Did you find out anything in Washington?" "No, but, um..." "Putnam there seems to think that things down here are in pretty good hands." "– You don't agree?" "Well, I don't expect a whole hell of a lot anymore." "Oh." "Why?" "He's been gone two weeks." "And I don't know." "They give me the same song and dance over and over again." "He could be hurt or... tortured." "– They don't give a goddamn about him." "– Oh, look, really." "I don't want to hear any of your anti establishment paranoia." "I certainly get enough of that from my son" "If he had settled down where he belongs, this never would have happened in the first place." "Please don't cry." "Beth, I'll find him." "Charles wrote that these toilet articles were hard to get, so —" "Not anymore." "His mother sent him fudge." "Um, why don't you go freshen up, huh?" "I mean — Yes, we only have one hour." "Oh, by the way, where's Terry?" "She's at Braniff, picking up her ticket." "– When does she go?" "– Tomorrow." "Is she all right?" "Yeah, Ed." "So am I." "– Come in." "Ta-da." "Beth, before we get started, I have to ask you a question." "I want you to answer me absolutely honestly." "– Okay." "– What did he do?" "– What?" "– What stupid thing did Charles do... to cause his arrest, or make him go into hiding?" "– Ed, Charlie is not a stupid man." "– Well, he wasn't too smart." "I can tell you, getting in such a mess that I have to fly 16 hours... in order to —" "Sometimes I honestly think that that boy is incapable of doing anything... except, of course, give idealistic speeches... and write novels that'll never be published." "Unless the entire disappearing act is a stunt to publicize his forthcoming autobiography." "Well, why don't you just go home?" "– I'll find my husband by myself." "– Beth, I'll be ready in a few minutes." "– Take your time." "I still want an answer to that question." "– Mr. Ambassador, Mr. Horman." "– Mr. Horman." "Come right in, sir." "– Mr. Ambassador, my pleasure, sir." "– Mine too, sir." "Captain Tower, United States Navy, our senior military group officer." "– Captain, how are you?" "– Colonel Clay, our defense attaché." "– Colonel." "– Mr. Horman." "Thank you" "– Mrs. Horman, how are you today?" "– Fine." "– Shall I review?" "– Yes." "But first, I want to express our deep concern over your son's disappearance." "– Thank you – I assure you, every element at our disposal... has been and will continue to be utilized... to facilitate his safe return." "Well, that's exactly what I'd hoped to hear, Mr. Ambassador." "– Go ahead, Consul Putnam." "– Sir, we've conducted... a — an extensive investigation." "Captain Tower and his staff have interviewed several residents... in the area where Charles was last seen." "Colonel Clay has maintained his contacts with military and police authorities." "But... after analyzing all the data, we still come to the conclusion... – that he must be in hiding." "– From what?" "That's a valid question, Mrs. Horman... and one we'd also like the answer to." "We've been through this a hundred times." "You know damn well he's not in hiding." "Our whole neighborhood saw him picked up by a goon squad." "– The military swears they haven't got him." "– Mrs. Horman..." "I've been to the carabinero stations..." "I've been to the Department of Investigations..." "I even managed to get into the national stadium... and he's just plain not in their custody." "So, you see, Mr. Horman, the hiding theory seems to be the most viable, at least for the present." "That's dumb." "If he were in hiding, he'd call me and let me know he was all right." "Maybe he can't." "There have been a lot of civilian accidents and injuries." "No shit, Sherlock." "Were you going to say something, Mr. Horman?" "Uh, yes." "Um —" "As the colonel suggested, if Charles was possibly injured... he could be in a coma or suffering from amnesia or —" "– Have you checked the hospitals?" "– I have checked some of them." "Yes." "– Why not all of them?" "Well, it's pretty difficult to get into some of those hospitals right now, and —" "Translated, he means you can break a leg tripping over all the bodies." "Well, the only thing that we know for sure right now... is where he isn't." "I may have some further news for you after tonight" "I'm having dinner with the, uh, junta's chief of staff, Admiral Huidobro." "God." "That one again?" "Haven't you seen him yet?" "These people are very busy right now." "I bet they are." "By the way, Beth, do you have that list I asked you for?" "What list?" "I asked her for a list of Charles's friends... so I could extend this investigation." "I'll — I'll see that you get it." "Uh —" "Beth, didn't you say that several of Charles's friends... were contacted by the military after he was supposedly arrested?" "Yes, and they all called the consulate." "– What telephone calls?" "– I wasn't aware of any" "You certainly were." "I saw all the notes on the calls... the day Shipler showed me your file cards." "I forgot that, sir." "You're right." "Yes, I think I do remember." "Why don't you check that out sometime in the next couple of days?" "– Right, sir." "– And, uh... we'll meet again to take stock of the situation." "And if you need anything else — Dave." "Driver, please." "If you need anything else, just let me or Captain Tower know, and we'll arrange it." "Very well I'll see he gets that list in the morning." "– Good." "– Not from me, he won't" "And I'll start checking the phone logs and start working on the hospitals." "Fine." "Thank you, Consul." "– Call me Phil." "– Phil." "– Mrs. Horman." "– Thank you again." "– You bet." "– What is the matter with you?" "– Why were you so rude in there?" "– Jesus Christ." "– And do you swear all the time?" "– I'm sorry." "I really don't mean to offend you." "Why aren't you cooperating with them?" "– I am cooperating with them!" "– Oh —" "I've been cooperating for two weeks, Ed!" "I'm sick and tired of gettin' fucked around by these people." "That's why." "– To the hotel, sir?" "– Yes." "– Want some?" "– Uh-uh." "Back." "Back." "One more step." "It's an old joke." "– Listen." "We better go." "– Last bus is at 6:00." "– Right." "– Let's go!" "– Catch." "– Right." "I'll race ya." "– Oh, no." "– I'll beat ya!" "– No, you won't!" "Sí, gracias." "Fucking great." "– What is it?" "– The truckers are on strike, roads are all blocked." "– How do we get back?" "– We don't." "Beth is gonna go nuts." "Well, isn't there another way?" "Are there any trains?" "– What'd he say?" "He said, with any luck, there might be a train tomorrow at 9:00." "So what do we do till then?" "– What is it?" "– I don't know." "– That's the morning the coup started?" "You got it." "The 24-hour curfew had shut everything down." "The phones were out." "Charlie freaked because he couldn't reach Beth." "– Hmm." "– Did you pick that up from Charlie?" "Charles picked it up from me." "What happened next?" "Well, we stayed at the hotel." "We didn't have much choice." "– And that's when you met all the Americans, right?" "– That's right." "And they were caught up by the coup also?" "– The others — – And then you met Babcock?" "No, no." "Him we met the next morning." "Wednesday, September 12." "– Here?" "– Yeah, sure." "Uh —" "May I see your paper if you're finished with it?" "You would do much better to ask in English, monsieur." "You're French." "Excuse me." "Please forgive me." "I come from Paris, Texas, boy." "– You're American." "– Yeah, red, white and blue." "– Well, you fooled me." "– Good, good." "I was just pulling your leg there for you a little bit, uh —" "– Charlie Horman." "– Charlie." "Yeah." "Nice to meet you." "This is my friend, uh, Terry Simon." "– Terry, how are you?" "– All right." "Yes, you are." "– Uh, that's my friend – Hello." "– Hello." "– Do you mind?" "– No, help yourself – Thanks." "Uh, what'd you say your name was again?" "Well, I didn't say, Charles, but my name's Andrew Babcock." "Andrew?" "Nice to meet you" "– Thanks a lot." "Are you a tourist?" "– No, not exactly." "What are you doing down here?" "Well, the navy sent me down here to do a job, and, uh, she's done." "– Well, wh — where you stationed?" "– Panama." "– Panama's my home base, if that's what you mean." "– Huh." "Well, you said you're with the navy." "Yeah, well, I'm really retired." "I'm just on a special assignment." "Really?" "What's it like in Panama?" "– Oh, Panama's nice." "– Is it?" "– And it's a good place... to keep an eye on... everything." "Well, there's my man from Milgroup." "– Milgroup?" "What's Milgroup?" "– Milgroup's just U.S. military group." "Well, I'm afraid there isn't much news in there... for someone with such big ears and such a long nose." "– But enjoy it." "– I will." "– Enjoy." "– Thanks." "Sure enough." "I remember Charlie said, "That's incredible." – That's incredible." "– I can't believe he just told us all that." "– "I can't believe he said all that to us."" "– That's when he decided we should both take notes." "– Notes on what?" "– Well — – Didn't you hear what she just said?" "Ed, all those American officials in Viña were probably involved in the coup." "– Do you believe that, Terry?" "– Well, I don't —" "Wait a minute." "Why don't you believe me?" "For the simple reason that you are married to Charles." "It colors your perceptions." "Well, you're his damn father." "What does that do to your perceptions?" "– Hey, come on." "– God!" "Whose side are you on?" "– How did you finally —" "How did you finally get home?" "Ray Tower drove us back." "– Um — – That's all right." "Listen." "If you need anything, feel free to call me." "Here's my business card." "– Home number's on the back." "– Okay." "Oh, Terry, guess who's having dinner together again tonight." "Admiral Huidobro?" "– Uh-huh." "– You gotta be kidding me." "Again?" "– Again." "Can you believe that guy?" "– Did he ask you for the list?" "– Yeah." "– Of course." "– Wait a minute." "Are you talking about Tower?" "– Yeah." "– Well, how did you get to know him so well?" "– We don't know him so well." "Ed, when Charlie first disappeared, that's who we contacted." "He invited us for dinner at his house." "– He said Admiral — – Huidobro." "– Huidobro would be there too... and that it might be good for us to come so we could talk to him." "– Of course, we went, but this admiral never showed up." "Ed, it happened just like this." "You were saying you went to Tower's house to see that admiral, and —" "Well, of course, this admiral never showed up." "And by that time it was way past curfew, and Tower insisted that we spend the night... and there wasn't anything else we could do." "– Terry?" "What do you want?" "– Got everything you need?" "– Yes." "Look." "I appreciate everything you've done for us, but would you do me a favor and get out of here?" "– Please." "You know, if I were you..." "I'd quit living in the past." "I think it's about time you started thinking about your future." "You've gotta learn to stay ahead of the power curve, kid." "– You know what I mean?" "– Beat it, Ray!" "Leave me alone!" "Terry, it's me." "It's an old aircraft carrier term." "– Come on." "Hurry up." "– You see, if a pilot —" "– Hurry up." "He's coming." "– Gets ahead of the power curve... and something happens, then he can always pull up and away." "– Terry, hurry up." "– But if he falls behind the power curve —" "– Come on." "Now!" "– And something happens, then adios, pal." "You gotta learn to stay ahead of the power curve, kid." "And when we woke up the next morning, Tower was gone." "– What time does your plane leave?" "– 9:00." "– Would you take a letter for Elizabeth back with you?" "– Sure." "– Thank you." "I'll see you both in the morning." "– Good night." "– Night, Ed." "– Want some fudge?" "Yeah." "Why did you take a bath in his house?" "Ed, I — I took a bath." "We were stuck there." "Ed." "Ed." "Wait a minute." "Where are you goin'?" "Can't you lower your voice?" "For a walk." "You can't go out for a walk." "It's curfew." "You'll get shot." "Did she have an affair with Charles?" "Why did you come here?" "Habían cuatro soldados con un oficial... y dos más trayendo unas cajas." "She says it was late afternoon when they brought him out." "There were four soldiers and an officer with him... and two other soldiers carried boxes of things." "Were there other soldiers?" "Sí, había muchos." "Esperando en un camión militar." ""There were many other soldiers waiting in an army truck."" "What are you saying, woman?" "It was not like that." "You're wrong." "Yo no vi más que unos pocos milicos, y en un auto particular." "– What did he say?" "– He claims it was a civilian truck... and there weren't many soldiers." "It wasn't like that." "I'm certain." "Había muchos soldados, en un camión del ejército." "Sí, yo lo vi." "She says, "Yes, there were many soldiers, and it was definitely an army truck."" "Is she sure it was Charles?" "Are you sure the man was my husband?" "– Yo estoy segura que sí." "– Huh?" "– She's pretty sure." "– She's pretty sure." "With witnesses like this, no wonder nobody can find him." "Well, um —" "– Excuse us." "Good — Thank you." "– Good day." "– Thank you, Doña Luisa." "– So long." "– Is this the way you found it?" "– No." "It was a real shambles." "– You were living here?" "– Yeah." "Why?" "What do you mean?" "We live like everybody else." "Well, I guess it's easy to be poor when you have a round-trip ticket in your pocket." "Let me explain something, Ed." "We're here because we wanna be here." "We like it." "We have friends here." "We're not playin' poor." "It may sound weird to you, but this is one of the happiest homes I've ever had." "And I know Charlie feels the same way." "Doesn't look like it now, but... we really had it together here." "Local artist." "Beth, the duck is not here?" "No, he's gone." "He'll be back with Charlie?" "Yes, I hope so." "Thank you" "Your son's a pretty popular guy around here." "– The Little Prince?" "– That's a great book." "When we first got married, Charlie would read me a chapter of this every night." "It's about this little prince, and he meets a wild fox in the desert... and little by little, by being very gentle and kind and thoughtful... he tames the fox, so the fox tells him a secret." "Let's see." ""It's only with the heart that one can see rightly." "What is essential is invisible to the eye."" "What is essential?" "The stuff you can't see." "This is Charles's handwriting, isn't it?" ""Once upon a time there was a country so far north it was further north... than the North Pole."" "Is this part of the same, uh, book?" "There's — No." "Charles... wrote this." "Mm-hmm." ""It was further north than the Big Dipper." "It was even further north than the Milky Way, and that's pretty far north."" ""Nobody knew the name of the country except the folks who lived there... 'cause the ink in the explorers' pen froze before they could write it down."" "What does this mean?" ""The Sunshine Grabber."" "That's the name of the poem, and it's an animated film Charlie's working on." "This is one of the characters." "Recognize the eyes?" "Well, he — he seems so innocent, almost deliberately naive." "Is that so bad?" "Is that so good?" "You raised him." "– Who is it?" "– It's me, Beth." "– Hello." "Señora Duran." "Ed Horman." "This is the lady I was telling you about whose mother lives across the street." "– Hello." "– Buenos días." "– El coche está esperando." "– Taxi's waiting." "Here, to the right." "I was leaving my mother, who lives across the street." "A taxi came for me just when the soldiers put your husband in the truck." "Now to the left, please." "My taxi followed the same road the truck took." "Then they drove right into that big door and went inside the stadium." "– How come you followed them?" "– She didn't." "She was just —" "Let her answer." "Please." "Why did your taxi take the same route as the truck?" "Well, I just live beyond the stadium... and I have to go past here when I come from the house of my mother." "Okay." "– I don't believe that!" "– Ed, don't." "– Would you — What?" "– Don't." "They could arrest her just for talking to us." "Hello, Beth." "Mr. Horman, my name's Kate Newman." "I'm a reporter." "I'm wondering if it's true that you are fed up with the way the embassy's been handling this... and that you're planning your own investigation?" "Ed, there's Putnam." "Oh, but, uh —" "I'm just not interested in challenging what they've done." "– I'm concerned with getting back my son." "– I can certainly understand that —" "– Excuse us, please." "– Beth, get him to talk to me, will you?" "– Okay." "– Okay." "– Any news?" "– What happened?" "– Shall we sit down?" "Is there any news?" "Well, we backtracked over all our military leads so far... and they still deny any knowledge of his arrest." "We also had a fingerprint check made at all the morgues." "Came up negative." "– Do you trust your sources?" "– Captain Tower checked them himself." "Oh, well, then I'm sure they're impeccable." "What we need now is more background information, mostly from Beth." "For example, why you were living here." "We were tired of seeing the world through the New York Times." "– We wanted to travel." "– Why this country specifically?" "We'd been all over Latin America." "This seemed the best of it." "You mean politically?" "I mean every way, till your generals took over." "They're not our generals, Beth." "Gentlemen, why don't we shift our ground a little here." "Beth, what was Charles doing?" "– "Was"?" "– What kind of work?" "I'm sorry." "– What kind of work is Charles doing?" "– Thank you." "He's, uh, working on an animated children's film... – researching a screenplay, and he writes articles." "– Articles for FIN?" "– What is FIN?" "– It's a left-wing newspaper." "It is not left-wing." "Besides, he doesn't write for it." "He translates news and feature stories for such bastions of American communism... as the New York Post and the Wall Street Journal." "– There's another theory kicking around." "– What is that?" "That your son was picked up by leftists posing as soldiers." "Ah, yes." "As a matter of fact, there are even people who think it may have been his idea." "You've gotta be kiddin' me." "He could've done it to embarrass the government... to make it look like they're arresting Americans." "They are arresting Americans." "Or don't David Holloway and Frank Teruggi count?" "Of course they count." "Listen, that reminds me." "I heard about them in Washington, Teruggi and —" "They're released, right?" "We should speak to them." "– We're seeing David tomorrow." "– We are?" "Is that my list?" "No." "These are things I'd just like you to check on, please." "Mmm." "Okay, I'll do my best." "– Well, if that's all, I guess we can get back to work." "– No, no." "Just one moment, please." "To be very frank, I know that in these countries... the American embassies have agents that are involved with the local police... and the military training programs." "Mr. Horman, this case has nothing —" "I assume that this case has something to do with it... that those sort of operations exist here, and I don't care how or who runs it..." "I just want you to use it to help find my son." "– I assure you, Mr. Horman — – And that's all I have to say about it right now." "Thank you." "Mr. Horman, I noticed you were talking with a reporter before." "I think it might be better for the investigation if you hold off on that for a while." "You know what I mean?" "– I'll hold off." "– Good." "Mrs. Horman." "Three, please." "God, I can't believe what you said in there about that police training program." "I find if you call a spade a spade, you'll generally get a favorable response." "You can also get dead with that kind of favorable response." "Well, that's your paranoia, isn't it?" "And, of course, Charles's." "– Ed — – Why didn't you make the list of his friends?" "– Are you serious?" "– Do I look like I'm joking?" "Ed, five minutes after I give that list to Tower... those friends would probably be arrested by the military." "I didn't know Charles associated with such dangerous people." "– We're not criminals, Ed." "Charlie's not a failure." "– I didn't say that." "– Every time you open your mouth you imply it." "– What I do say is that... if you stayed where you belong and paid attention to the basics, this never would have happened." "And what are the basics — God, country and Wall Street?" "– You know what I mean." "– I know, I know." "God bless our way of life" "A very good way of life it is, young lady... no matter how much people like you and Charles try to tear it down with your sloppy idealism." "I can no longer abide the young people of our country... who live off their parents and the fat of the land... and then they find nothing better to do than whine and complain!" "– Is that your image of Charlie and me?" "– Yes." "Ed." "How can that be?" "We're not freaked out." "We're just two normal, slightly confused people... trying to be connected to the whole damn rotten enchilada." "Screw you then, Mr. Horman!" "Why don't you just go back to New York!" "You're just messing things up." "Ed?" "I'm sorry, Ed." "Are you all right?" "I said I'm sorry." "Oh, shit." "Always me and my big mouth!" "Frank, you're not asleep yet?" "Stop fucking around." "Shit!" "– It's cool." "Don't shoot." "– David "Ol-avai"?" "– Holloway." "– Where is Frank Teruggi?" "Frank?" "Holy shit." "What's going on?" "– Hey, be cool." "– What is this?" "Get your hands off me, asshole." "What the hell is this?" "Stop it." "They'll kill ya!" "Bullshit." "We have the right to call our embassy!" "– American embassy!" "– Leave them." "They're Americans." "– Where do you work?" "– The Senate." "– What do you do there?" "– I'm a senator." "Corrientes, 122." "Forty years old." "Take their clothes off." "Then take these people over there." "They're not gonna hurt us, okay?" "Come on." "We, um... never found out what happened." "Uh —" "There were a lot of rumors going around about — torture and specialists." "– Brazilians." "– You were tortured?" "Oh, uh, no." "– Somebody stepped on my hand." "They're gonna shoot us, aren't they, Frank?" "No, I don't think so, David." "They're just trying to scare us, that's all." "Well, they sure as hell succeeded." "Come on, David." "I can't take you anywhere." "Next time we get arrested, I'm going alone." "You're really full of shit, Frank." "Come on." "David, come on." "They can't kill us." "Our embassy'll go bananas." "I can't help it." "They're gonna shoot that guy, aren't they?" "Listen, I'll bet you dinner at Arturo's we'll be out of here by morning." "Come on." "What do you say?" "Come on." "– Teruggi?" "Teruggi!" "Looks like you lose, turkey." "Now be strong, all right?" "As soon as I get out of here, I'm going to the embassy." "– Remember, you owe me one." "Arturo's." "– Let's go." "Let's go." "Hold your water, scumbag." "I'm coming." "That's the last time I ever saw Frank." "They released me the next day." "The State Department told me that Frank left here as soon as he got out." "I spoke to Frank's dad in Chicago, and Frank never called him or anyone else we know." "– Maybe he's in hiding too." "– Is that where you think Charlie is, in hiding?" "– I don't." "– Why do you insist upon rejecting that hope?" "Because it's just not true." "This, uh, newspaper that you all worked on." "Could that be the reason why you were arrested?" "They never even interrogated me about it." "Was Charles very active in it?" "Just like the rest of us." "Sometimes put in 18 hours a day just to get it out." "– Charles worked 18 hours a day?" "– Sometimes, sure." "What did you get paid for those 18 hours?" "A little gratitude, some respect." "You don't get very many hot dogs with a little gratitude, do you?" "Let's not start." "Have you looked for Frank here?" "I looked for him everywhere, even in the morgue." "– But he's just gone." "Vanished." "Sometimes I, uh —" "I get the feeling we're never gonna see him again." "I'm ready, Ed." "– Oh, goodness." "What?" "– Uh, what are you doing?" "– I fix the telephone." "The telephone works perfectly." "Now is working better." "– They fixed mine yesterday." "– How can he be that brazen about it?" "Hello, Ray Tower." "How is every little thing over there in your electric game room?" "Hello?" "Yes?" "What about?" "Oh." "Uh, thank you." "Fine." "– Hmm." "– Who was it?" "The ambassador wants to see me in the morning." "– Why?" "– I don't know." "Yes, sir." "Mr. Horman, you can go in now." "Oh, thank you." "– Good morning." "Beth, I'm sorry." "– Good morning." "Uh, you can't, uh — This appointment is only for Mr. Horman." "– Anything I'm about to hear is for her also." "– It's all right." "Send 'em both in." "Come right in, please." "– Mr. Ambassador." "Good morning." "– Good morning." "Have a seat." "– What happened?" "– Just have a seat, please." "– Yes, what happened, sir?" "– Did you find him?" "What?" "Oh, no, not that at all." "I'm sorry." "What is it then?" "Uh, I hear you'd like to discuss some political questions." "What?" "You suggested that there might be some kind of American police assistance program here." "I'd like you to know nothing of that sort exists in this country." "Mr. Ambassador, I'm not interested in the politics of it." "I brought it up only because I want you to use every resource at your command." "I repeat, Mr. Horman... no such operation exists." "I got the clearance for those hospitals you wanted to visit." "What about the national stadium?" "– I'm trying, but it's kind of touchy – Handle it!" "What do you mean, "it's touchy"?" "Look, gentlemen —" "I know these are bad times;" "it's not fun for you people." "It's certainly not fun for Beth or me... or Charles." "I know you're doing your best." "I have to believe that." "That's our only hope." "But you have all the machinery on your side." "Don't you see?" "You have all the connections." "I'm a middle-aged businessman from New York City." "I don't speak one word of Spanish." "Here I am." "My son may have been shot." "Maybe he was tortured." "Maybe he was — Oh, Lord — beaten so badly that they're keeping him until he's well enough to be released." "I don't know." "I don't care." "Oh, really, I don't care." "Because what is done is done." "I just want you to reach those people and tell them I will take Charles back in any condition." "I'm not gonna make a stink." "I'm not gonna go to the newspapers." "You make out any kind of a release form, I will sign it." "I will absolve anyone, everyone of everything." "I just want my boy back!" "He's the only child I have, sir." "Did you hear what I said?" "Yes, I did, Mr. Horman." "Oh —" "Come on, Ed." "The meeting's over." "– I made a fool out of myself." "– Ed, you were great." "Mr. Horman, don't feel bad, please." "Just try to understand." "There are so many cases." "They're all so important." "This isn't the only one we're working on." "This is the only one that I care about." "You and a lot of other people." "I've never seen so many cables from Washington." "What kind of pull do you have up there anyway?" "I'm an American citizen." "Mr. Horman." "I'm sorry." "Dave McGeary from the consulate, sir." "I've got Beth outside in the car." "I'll be with you in a moment." "– You all set?" "– No." "– But let's get it over with." "Gracias." "– Thank you." "God be with you." "– Where would you like to start?" "– I've listed the hospitals geographically... and the first stop is St. Anne's." "– Okay." "That's on Avenue Ruiz." "– Yes, I know." "Listen, uh, if you don't mind my asking... what's Christian Science about?" "Faith." "It's about faith." "Faith in what?" "In truth." "So there's no one in the register under the name of Horman?" "– No, sir." "– Have we seen all of the patients?" "Yes, except for los perdidos — the ones with no names." "– Well, where are they?" "– Below, in the basement." "I'm sure we don't have him, but you can check by yourself." "– I'm very sorry." "– Gracias, señor." "Gracias." "– He's not here." "– Gracias." "Muchas personas vienen aquí todos los días." "Many people come here every day." "Seguramente, algunos de ellos están locos." "Uh, several of them are certainly insane." "Stop that." "Stop that!" "Ahí solamente son los desahuciados." "Mr. Horman." "Sir, these are the incurables here." "Another one!" "Another one!" "Another one!" "Another one!" "Another one!" "– Where you goin'?" "– You go ahead." "I wanna take a walk." "Ed, it's dangerous." "You don't know your way around." "Please, I'll catch a cab." "I'll be fine." "I — I need the air." "I'm goin' with ya." "– We're gonna walk." "– Beth, you can't do that." "It's too dangerous." "Beth, it's too dangerous." "Charles always used to drive me crazy when he was little." "Cape Cod, always running up and down the beach, throwing everything into the ocean." "He still likes to do that." "I wonder what they're doin' up on old Cape Cod." "– Now it's out of season." "The beach is empty." "– Houses are all boarded up." "I remember that summer, before we were married... we came to visit you and Elizabeth, and you all made us sleep in separate bedrooms." "– Yes." "– One night we snuck out of the house... went down to the beach to make out." "There was all this sparkly phosphorous in the water." "There was a guy down the beach listening to the Red Sox game on the radio." "What else does Charles like to do?" "Oh, I don't know." "He likes to pretend he's a country-western singer in the shower." "– Hmm?" "– But he's got a terrible voice." "And he likes to cook corned beef hash with an egg in it." "– And, of course, he's a star freak." "– A what?" "A star freak." "He can point out every constellation up there." "Oh." "I never knew that." "Yeah." "Oh!" "And he loves to make love on Sunday mornings." "In fact, he's a regular sex maniac." "I really don't want to hear about your... bedroom antics." "– Come on." "– I rea —" "– Las papas." "That's Frank Teruggi." "– You're not bad." "– Compañero... if you have two houses, the state takes one house, gives it to the man who has no house." "You get to keep one house." "Sure." "Yes, that's good." "If you have two cars, the state takes one car, gives it to the man who has no car, you keep one." "That's good, yes." "If you have two chickens, the state takes one chicken gives it to the man who has no chicken... you get to keep one chicken." "What's the matter?" "Compañero, I thought you understood our revolution." "I have two chickens." "That's the whole story." "– I have two cameras." "Women and children first." "– We got diapers in here." "What is this supposed to be about?" "Why did you make this?" "– Oh, just for fun. – It was a party for Terry." "She was to leave the next Sunday." "You ever been to Viña?" "That's where these come from." "That's an idea." "We should take her to the beach." "Yeah!" "– It's a great beach." "– I have to be back in New York in three days." "– We'll go tomorrow." "– I can't." "I gotta renew my visa." "Y'all go." "– Next day." "– Really, you shouldn't miss it." "– Really?" "– Go tomorrow." "– Day trip." "Bring your camera." "Bring your cameras." "– Sure." "– I'll stay home." "– That's all." "Believe us, sir." "Your son is not what they told you." "– How do you know that, Silvio?" "– He's a nice guy." "He's sincere." "Hard worker, but he's a political neophyte." "He's terrified of violence." "– What's wrong with that?" "– I'm not knocking him, sir." "I like Charlie, and I've got my fingers crossed." "Why did you go into hiding?" "– I knew they would pick me up." "– Why?" "What had you done?" "You Americans, you always assume you must do something before you can be arrested." "– Isn't that the way it usually works?" "– Not here, Mr. Horman." "It's crazy, Charlie being arrested by them... when some people even thought he was from the C.I.A." "What?" "You know." "Charlie was always asking questions, taking notes on everything." "– I warned him." "– And?" "He just laughed and took note." "He will come back, Beth, just as Carlos has." "This is all of them, Colonel?" "– Hmm?" "One form for each prisoner who was held and then released." "But none for my son?" "That means that he was not here." "Why don't you come and check for yourself, Mr. Horman?" "– I thought Frank Teruggi was released." "– Who?" "Teruggi, the man who was arrested with David Holloway." "– There is no release form here." "– Very sorry." "I don't recall his name." "Shall we?" "Attention." "Your attention" "We're going to permit this American, who is looking for his son... to speak here." "Keep quiet and pay attention." "Go ahead, Mr. Horman." "I — I can't seem to." "You go ahead." "You just start it." "Charlie, this is Beth." "I'm here with your dad, Charlie... and the American consul." "So, if you can hear me... please come out so we can take you home." "Charles Horman... this is your father Edmund." "I'm here in the hope that you can hear me." "Charles." "Charles." "Do you remember when we... took that trip together across country from..." "L.A. to New York?" "Just the two of us." "That's him." "Oh, my God, that's him!" "– No, it's not." "It's not him, Ed." "– Charles!" "Charles!" "It's not him." "It's not him, Ed." "My father cannot come here." "But how about some ice cream with my dinner, Colonel Espinoza?" "But, Ambassador, my friends have talked to refugees... in the Swedish, Mexican and French embassies." "However, the man they must see is here in your embassy." "All these people have come here looking for protection." "– I am responsible for their lives." "– Oh, come on." "Look at them." "Do they look like assassins?" "– Yes, tell them there's no problem." "– Beth." "Mr. Horman." "Okay, Kate." "This way." "You must remember, Mr. Paris is a desperate man." "– How many refugees have you got here?" "– Oh, about 800, 900." "There were four of them in Lutz's office." "The general, of course, the colonel, my friend.." "Who told me of this, and the American." "You mean the prisoner?" "The American officer." "No, the prisoner was in the next room." "– Was he alive?" "– More or less." "What do you mean, "more or less"?" "– I'm only telling you what I heard." "– What the hell does "more or less" mean?" "Well, apparently he had been roughed up during interrogation." "– How badly?" "– I don't know." "I wasn't there." "– Your friend was?" "– My former friend, Mr. Horman." "Nobody in this regime is my friend any longer." "All right." "Who was the American officer in the room?" "Well, who knows?" "The ministry is full of them." "Their Milgroup office is just down the hall from the general, and this is a scoop for you." "Oh, Paris, everyone knows that." "Did they mention the prisoner?" "Did they call the prisoner by name?" "– Horseman?" "– Horman?" "Maybe." "Horman, sure." "Horman." "If I had been there, I would know for sure." "I am an honor graduate of your police academy in Washington." "I like America." "There it is more democratic, and someday I hope to —" "Paris, please." "Just tell them what the General Lutz said about the prisoner." "– Who is Lutz?" "– He's the —" "He's the head of the local version of the C.I.A." "– He said the man must disappear." "– Oh, my God." "Why?" "He knew too much." "– About what?" "– I don't know." "But only a few very important people have been detained at the Ministry of Defense... and most of them were killed shortly after interrogation." "– The others were sent to camps." "– What happened to my son?" "They drove him back to the stadium." "How can you order the disappearance of an American?" "– I didn't order his disappearance!" "– Ed, he didn't order his disappearance." "Listen." "I'm a police officer, but I'm not a murderer." "Paris, we know you're a good man —" "I have worked now for many different governments." "Some, their politics I agreed with." "Others, not so much." "I have worked now for the junta for two weeks... but these are Nazis." "They are destroying in just a few weeks everything that was beautiful about this country." "What we need to know is, can they order an American to disappear... without consulting the Americans first?" "Oh, no, no." "No, they wouldn't — they wouldn't dare." "How can I verify that?" "You can't." "– What's gonna happen to all these people?" "Safe for the moment." "Later, they'll be deported." "– What about Paris?" "– He's not even close to getting out of here." "Why does he talk?" "If he gets enough press, they won't knock him off." "They won't dare to." "It's like the old switch-hitting game." "Only way to survive." "Do you think that prisoner in the other room was Charles?" "What do you think?" "What could Charles know that's so important?" "Probably what he discovered in Viña." "– You say he kept notes." "– Uh-huh." "– You still have 'em?" "– Yeah, at the hotel." "– Stop it!" "Stop it!" "– Ed, what are you doing?" "Stop!" "– Stop, Mr. Horman." "– Stop it!" "Stop it!" "– Good God!" "Shut this." "What the hell were you trying to do?" "Get us all killed?" "I'm sorry." "I am just beginning to get... awfully sick and tired of all of this.." "Shit!" "I saw your son do almost the same damn, dumb thing." "He did that?" ""And during the barbecue, Ray Tower arrived" ""Later he drove us back to Santiago." "Trip uneventful, aside roadblock incident, detailed page 12."" "Ray Tower drove 'em back?" ""Ray Tower arrived later." "He drove us back to Santiago."" "– Hmm." "– Well, what?" "Does that mean something?" "Um, would you go back to where they first meet Babcock?" ""Charlie: 'May I borrow that paper if you're through?" "'" "'You'd do better to ask in English.'"" "You're French?" "Excuse me, Beth." "Would you skip ahead to why he was there?" "– What are you doing down here?" "– The navy sent me down to do a job." "She's done." "You have any idea how long we'll be stuck here in Viña?" "About a week." "Don't worry." "Everything's all right." "The coup went very smoothly." "You're completely safe." "Was it planned very far in advance?" "Terry, does a bear shit in the woods?" "Now, will the United States recognize the new government?" "Oh, I don't know." "That's up to the politicians." ""Red-haired woman appeared edgy." "Babcock stopped talking."" "Was it Babcock who introduced them to Patrick?" "No, Charlie introduced himself." ""The next day in the lobby —"" "– Excuse me, Colonel." "– Well —" ""Colonel: 'Well, hello there." ""What are you doing in this neck of the woods?" "'" ""'My name is Charles Horman." "This is my friend, Terry Simon.'" "I explained that we'd come for one day and got stuck by the coup."" "Oh, you'll be here a while." "The roads are closed." "– Yeah." "What's happening in the capital?" "The, uh, military's doing search-and-destroy missions, just like in Vietnam." "There are bodies everywhere." "It's a royal mess." "Well, how long before you think the roads are open?" "I don't know." "But, uh, give me your room number." "I'll keep you posted." "I'd appreciate it." ""I'm terribly anxious about Beth."" ""Next morning Babcock was sitting in lobby with carton of Kents and without lady friend."" "– Hey, how's it going?" "– Can't complain." "Yourself?" "I complain." "Uh-oh." "– Where you going when you leave?" "– Probably Bolivia." "– Bolivia is beautiful." "You'll love it." "– That's what I hear." "So are you." "Of course, they have their problems too, but —" "If they've got problems, you'll probably go there next." "I know I'll go there next." "Sherlock, tell me something." "What would a naval engineer be doing in Bolivia —" ""'One of two land locked countries in Latin America?" "'"" "– Right." "– Sir, any news?" "So far nothing." "If I were you, I wouldn't be so anxious to be there." "It is a real battlefield." "But, sir —" "Hey, look, I have to meet somebody upstairs." "I'll be back in a couple of minutes." "Why don't you two come with me?" "I know a place where you can radio your parents in the U.S. and tell them you're safe." "Huh?" "– Couple of minutes." "– I know I'm safe." "It's my wife I'm worried about." "Colonel, you mind if I ask you a question?" "Certainly." "Go ahead." "– How do you feel about the coup?" "– Very good." "I've been in a lot of, um..." "frustrating situations before this." "I was in Key West waiting for the Bay of Pigs." "I even took an advanced scuba course for that invasion." "If Kennedy had provided decent air cover, proper military support there... we wouldn't be having these problems here." ""We arrived at the home of Paul Baker... where a naval mission radio was installed."" "Yeah, we received a cable through Panama on September... 14." ""After radioing Dad, Patrick offered..." ""to arrange a ride to Santiago with Captain Ray Tower, U.S.N... who's returning there with Herbert Porterfield."" "And the next day they came back." "Yeah. "On September 15." "Checked out of hotel, and Patrick drove us to his house... for, quote, going away, unquote barbecue."" "I was saying to Terry you're welcome to stay with us." "We have an extra room, and if the hotel's too expensive —" "No, that's very nice of you, but thanks anyway." "– We have a Ping-Pong table too." "– Ping-Pong?" "– Yes." "– No." "No, thanks." "So you guys friendly with the local military down here?" "Oh, some." "I took Admiral Huidobro to the United States to buy arms last July." "Military's all right, but the truck drivers are the real heroes of this thing." "They wanna talk to Babcock again this afternoon." ""Because we were Americans, they considered us automatic allies... in anything the U.S. might do."" "The guy had to be a hamburger to miss with a rocket." "– Charlie, you determined to go back?" "– Mm-hmm." "– Do you know about the rebels?" "Ray Tower is number two on their hit list." "I wouldn't ride with him." "– I wanna see my wife." "Thanks, anyway." "– ♪ My whole world ♪" "♪ Is falling down Falling down ♪♪" "– Hello, Ray." "– Hi, Pat." "Well, here's your chauffeur." "Ray Tower, Charlie Horman." "– Pleased to meet you, Charlie." "– Nice to meet you." "So the boss of Milgroup and the senior political officer... both happened to be in Viña when the coup started." ""We came down to do a job and it's done." What do you suppose Babcock meant by that?" "Most people think the coup was prepared in Viña." "Now, if we weren't involved in the coup... whatever Charlie saw or heard down there is meaningless." "But if we were, it still doesn't mean much, but it could be significant." "At least enough for somebody to take a look at his jacket." "– What?" "His what?" "– Oh, his record." "They keep a file on every American national living down here." "So if somebody decided to review that file and found that Charlie worked for FIN... they might conclude that he was a guy that was well worth watching." "Do you think that's what happened?" "It seems possible." "Doesn't look so good, does it?" "Okay, we're all set." "This gentleman is gonna take us through." "Buenos días." "– Sí." "He says it's quite cold down here." "You better put on your sweater." "I think you should wait upstairs." "Todos ellos han sido identificados." "These have all been identified." "This way." "Come." "Come." "Éstos también han sido identificados." "These, too, have all been identified as well." "Éstos también han sido identificados." "These, too, all identified." "Éstos no han sido identificados." "The identities of these have yet to be determined." "Ed." "Who is he?" "Frank Teruggi." "Jesus Christ almighty!" "Come on." "Let's get her out of here." "Get your hands off me!" "I'm not leaving here until I'm done looking for my husband." "– Ed, come on." "Give me a hand." "– You heard what she said." "Gentlemen, please." "I want you to answer me." "Sí." "Sí." "First, why?" "Why was the body —" "Why wasn't the body discovered until now?" "What took so long?" "¿Porqué tardaron tanto en descubrir el cadáver?" "What kind of world is this?" "You sound just like Charlie." "Okay." "It appears that, uh..." "Mr. Teruggi was picked up for a curfew violation and detained at the stadium... and then released." "And then the carabineros found him later that night, dead on the street." "Why did the State Department tell me that he'd left the country?" "I —" "Most likely some, uh, screwup at local immigration." "Phil, I'm not gonna leave this country till I find my son, alive or dead." "Uh, what?" "No, it's just that... every new turn seems to lead us right back to the beginning, you know?" "Like we're going in circles." "We're going — We're going in circles!" "Elizabeth." "Can you — Oh, yeah." "Okay." "Yes, that's better, dear." "What?" "No!" "I'm, uh, fine." "I'm just — I'm just pooped, that's all." "Beth?" "Yeah, she's all right." "What?" "Yes." "Yes, dear, I will." "And you too." "God bless you, Liz." "Earthquake." "– Ed, not the elevator!" "– Oh." "Don't stay in the windows." "It's dangerous!" "¡Señores, no se queden en las ventanas!" "¡Es peligroso!" "– Don't stay in the window." "It's dangerous." "Please, be calm." "The hotel is earthquake-proof." "No need for alarm!" "You can't go outside." "It's curfew!" "Hey, you!" "Don't go out!" "Curfew!" "Please, don't." "Go back to your —" "Ladies and gentlemen... please go back to your rooms." "There is no more danger." "– Por favor, vuelvan a sus habitaciones." "– Sorry." "It's all right." "I don't mind." "– You wanna go up?" "I'm still tryin' to come down." "Beth... how 'bout a drink, hmm?" "– Might make you sleep better." "All right?" "– Yeah." "But not in the bar." "– Thank you." "– Mm-hmm." "– A la vida." "– A la —" "– To life." "– Oh." "Charlie and I always say that." "Now, um —" "– I owe you an apology." "– No, you don't." "No, no, no, no." "Well, for a long time now I've sold you short — both of you." "I don't really know why, unless it's because I'm getting old... and I'm very stubborn." "– Why don't you sit over here?" "– I —" "This past week, I've felt like, uh... my heart has just been torn out of me." "It's okay." "I feel very guilty." "Ed, Charlie always says guilt is like fear — it's given to us for survival, not destruction." "Mm-hmm." "Beth, for what it's worth, I think you're one of he most courageous people I have ever met." "I mean it." "Thank you." "You think he's dead?" "I don't know." "No." "No, I don't... think he's dead." "But that's not how you really feel, is it?" "– I spoke to Elizabeth tonight." "– And?" "Well, she was speaking again with some people from the Ford Foundation in New York." "They think we should contact, um, Peter Cooke." "He runs their office here." "– Do you mind if I skip that one?" "– No." "You kids love each other very much, don't you?" "I'm very sorry, sir, but Mr. Cooke is out of the country until Monday." "– Oh." "– Can I be of some help?" "Well, I was just paying a courtesy call on Mr. Cooke." "– You're Mr. Horman, aren't you?" "– Mm-hmm." "Um, why don't you come inside and we can talk for a while?" "– Well, I, uh — – Mr. Horman, please come in." "Hi, I'm Peter Chernin." "I'm an economic adviser with the foundation." "– Oh." "– Would you come with me for a moment?" "Sure." "Please, take a seat." "I have a friend I play golf with." "I won't identify him except to say that he works for an English-speaking embassy here... and he's close to someone who has good contacts with the military." "He thinks your son was executed in the national stadium on September 19." "That was nearly a month ago." "Yes." "Could I, uh... speak to your friend or his contact?" "No, I'm afraid not." "These are very dangerous times." "I'll go anywhere, in anyway." "You can tie my hands." "You can blindfold me." "You can —" "I'm sorry." "I am sorry, but I can't do that." "I probably shouldn't even have told you." "This is a terrible, terrible tragedy." "Just give me a name." "Please." "Just —" "Well, that's all right." "I understand." "Thank you for telling me." "– So —" "Ed." "Ed." "The ambassador is waiting for you in the ballroom." "We've been trying to reach you all morning." "I think we may have some good news for you." "What would that be?" "That my son was executed in the stadium three days after his arrest?" "Wait." "Who told you that?" "Ed, wait a second." "Oh, good, Consul, you found him." "Mr. Horman, this is Mr. Samuel Cross." "Gentlemen, perhaps we'd be more comfortable over here." "Mr. Cross is a journalist with good access to left-wing circles down here... and he's dug up some interesting information about your son." "I believe that your son's alive and well, Mr. Horman." "Captain Tower asked me to make inquiries about Charles's whereabouts." "I spoke with a guy who's currently helping political refugees escape." "He told me his organization has secured credentials... for three Americans to leave Santiago." "One of them was your son." "– Where is he?" "– He's in the north." "He should be out of the country sometime next week." "Can I contact him?" "No, I'm afraid you can't." "But I'll lay odds he's home in New York before you are." "– Will you please get him out of here." "– Mr. Hor —" "Now, I said please get him out of here." "I wanna speak to the two of you alone." "Mr. Cross, thank you very much." "Mr. Horman has some new information of his own, Mr. Ambassador... and I'll check it out right away." "Yes, you do that." "You call General Lutz." "I have reason to believe that my son was killed by the military." "– Where'd you hear that?" "– I do not think... that they would dare do a thing like that... unless an American official cosigned a kill order." "Don't you think that's a hell of a statement... especially considering we're here to protect American citizens?" "Mr. Horman, this mission has done everything humanly possible to locate your son." "I think you knew he was dead from the start." "– If we knew, why wouldn't we tell you?" "– I don't know that, but I'm gonna find out." "Why would we want him dead?" "Probably because he knew of our involvement in the coup." "We're not involved, Mr. Horman." "Our position has been completely neutral." "That is a bald-faced lie!" "How can you say a thing like that when you have army colonels... you have naval engineers — they're all over Viña del Mar?" "Please, sit down." "Look, it's very obvious you're harboring some misconception regarding our role here." "What is your role here... besides endorsing a regime that murders thousands of human beings?" "Let's level with each other, sir." "If you hadn't been personally involved in this unfortunate incident... you'd be sitting at home complacent and more or less oblivious to all of this." "This mission is pledged to protect American interests — our interests." "Well, they're not mine." "There are over 3,000 U.S. firms doing business down here... and those are American interests." "In other words, your interests." "I'm concerned with the preservation of a way of life." "And a damn good one." "Maybe that's why there's nobody out there." "You can't have it both ways." "Mr. —" "I don't know what happened to your kid, Ed... but I understand he was a bit of a snoop." "He poked his nose around in a lot of dangerous places where he really didn't belong." "Now, suppose..." "I went up to your town, New York... and I started messing around with the Mafia... and I wind up dead in the East River... and my wife, or my father... complained to the police because they didn't protect me." "They really wouldn't have much of a case, would they?" "You play with fire, you get burned." "Just a minute." "What's going on here?" "They say they wanna ask more questions about Charlie." "– Well, who are you?" "– I am Inspector Rojas." "I have instructions to bring Mrs. Horman to headquarters." "– For what?" "– Interrogation." "She's not going anywhere." "– Ed?" "– Wait a minute." "– Would you get me the American consulate, please?" "– Is everything all right?" "– Ed, what's wrong?" "– Nothing." "Nothing, dear." "I — I'd like to speak to Consul Putnam." "This is Ed Horman calling." "Thank you." "What'd they say at the Ford Foundation?" "– Uh, Consul, there's — What's your name?" "– Inspector Rojas." "An Inspector Rojas here, and he —" "Oh, just a minute." "He wants to speak to you." "Yes, Consul Putnam?" "Oh, I understand." "Certainly." "I will do as you say." "Fine, sir." "Thank you." "Yes?" "Why?" "Yes, all right." "But if — if I have any trouble with —" "I said, "All right." I'm going with you." "Name of missing person?" "Don't you have this written down somewhere?" "I've answered it a thousand times." "– Name of missing person, please." "– Charles Horman." "– Date of disappearance?" "September 16." "– Time of disappearance?" "– I'm not sure." "He was arrested sometime that afternoon." "I don't know exactly when." "– Time unknown." "– Hay una llamada para el señor Horman." "You have a call, sir." "I'll be right back." "– Place of birth?" "– New York." "– This room." "Sí." "Hello?" "I looked into that, uh, Ed, and it appears that you were right." "We've been informed that, uh, the body has been identified... through a recheck of morgue fingerprints." "– Positive identification?" "– Yes, absolutely... positive." "They found him." "Uh, he was... buried in a wall." "In a wall?" "I don't understand." "They do that." "Uh, it's quite common down here." "Wa – Was he killed in the stadium?" "– It looks that way." "– I see." "Good-bye." "– His political affiliation?" "Uh, please, Mrs. Horman." "We're going home." "I love you, Ed." "I want you to contact the military." "I want you to demand all the personal effects of Charles's that were stolen from this house." "– Ed, that's not very realistic." "– And I mean every drawing, every notebook... every article my son wrote or had." "– Ed, I can't go to the — – Do it!" "Damn it, I don't care whether you think it's a lead-pipe cinch or difficult as hell." "– I want it done!" "– I'll try." "Right here, please." "– Fine." "Good." "I think that takes care of it." "– That's it?" "– Yes." "– Okay." "– When will he be sent home?" "– Um, I'd say a few days." "We've got to, uh, get some other clearances." "Nothing important." "– We should be able to ship him home by Friday." "– You're sure?" "You've got my word on it." "Wait, there's just one more thing." "Uh, just one." "Did you mention the shipping charges?" "No, I didn't." "There's going to be, uh, some sort of a fee... in addition to the airfreight duty." "How much?" "– Do you have the exact — – It comes to $931.14." "That includes the, uh — the freight and the taxes as well, of course." "You mean you want it now?" "No, I don't think that's necessary." "– Uh, when the body arrives — – Don't worry about it." "We'll take care of it." "– Fine, good." "Let me get this." "– No, I wanna get rid of the money." "Okay." "Beth!" "Mr. Horman!" "Oh, hello there." "We called your room this morning." "You'd already checked out." "I tried to leave you a message." "I'm on my way to La Paz." "Oh, Bolivia, yes." "That's where Babcock said he was going next, isn't it?" "– Now that you mention it, yes." "– Miss Newman, thank you for your help." "I'm terribly sorry." "Beth." "– You have a good flight, you hear?" "– Take care, both of you." "– Beth." "– Beth." "No more special privileges." "Listen, Mr. Horman, I wish there was something we could say or do here." "Well, there's something I'm gonna do." "I'm gonna sue you, Phil... and Tower and the ambassador and everybody who let that boy die." "We're gonna make it so hot for you you'll wish you were stationed in the Antarctic." "– Well, I guess that's your privilege." "– No, that's my right!" "I just thank God that we live in a country where we can still put people like you in jail." "Ed Horman filed suit charging 11 government officials... including Henry A. Kissinger... with complicity and negligence in the death of his son." "The body was not returned home until seven months later... making an accurate autopsy impossible." "After years of litigation, the information necessary to prove or disprove complicity... remained classified as secrets of state." "The suit was dismissed."