 In the near future, most of you will be packing for those annual few weeks of fun and relaxation. But in tonight's play, our travelers start their long-anticipated vacation on a highway that leads them into the most frightening adventure of a lifetime. It's Metro-Gilwin Mayor's thrilling drama of suspense. Jeopardy! This year we decided to do something different on our vacation. We packed two weeks' canting equipment in the little pickup trailer and headed south into Mexico. Once you're beyond Tijuana, you begin to realize you're a long way from home. The highway settles down into a single winding tape of asphalt, and the country starts to open up. But you don't have to worry which road to take. There's only one. You see that sign, Bobby? What's it say? Mexico won! That's right. It also says Ensenada, 92 kilometers. See, honey, how about putting the top down after we get a little further out in the country? It won't blow too much. Wonderful. The sun will feel good. It was a little foggy when we got to Ensenada, but even with the fog it had something. With its quiet harbor, its little lobster boats, and the sign as you enter the town that said, the Enzenido. That means welcome. Ensenada is a place where you fill your gas tank and check your tires. You'd better. It will be a long time before you get another place to do it. It's a good idea to look at the map, too. You see what isolation you're heading into, and you make sure you know exactly where you are. You see, honey, now, here's where we are now, Ensenada, and down here is where we're going. How far is it till our pass, Doug? The pass is over 400 miles, I guess. Only we're not going that far. Well, according to the map, there aren't any other towns in between. Who wants towns? That's what we're getting away from. How, Bobby? You bet, Pop. Who wants towns? Ensenada is the road of dirt and desolation through the desert country. A road of shifting sands and bruising rock, of quail that's chewed through clumps of cactus, and doves that rise in soft, wearing clouds. Which are very lonely. Beautiful too, I suppose, and a little frightening. Ah, yes. I had been to Beckins down this road, but never again would it beckons to me. It was Doug who saw them first, the two police cars, and passed a road of wooden barrier. It said auto halt. Oh, hello. Your pass, please. Tourista pass. Huh? Oh, sure. Keys to the back, please. Here, help yourself. Oh, this is your pass, señor. You're Douglas Tillwin. That's right. This is Tillwin. And this is your son? Yes. You go there. Hola, Bob. What are you? Sí. Ah, I didn't hear you, Doug. You must be the boss, that fellow over there. You could capture him probably. How come you're looking in the trailer, aren't you, Doug? Quiet, Bobby. Y a�o, ya communicare con todos los sit, masardas. Precio, bueno. You may proceed, señor. I'm sorry for the inconvenience. That's okay. Pucas, váquez, señor. What do you want, dad? How come he stopped it? Well, Bobby, somebody probably lost a goat or a cow or something. Mexicans have a way of taking things big. or you and Bobby acted as if you hadn't seen a police car in your life. Oh, Mom, you always treat me like a kid. I wonder why. What was it really? Who knows? Checking stolen cars, looking for contraband. What difference does it make? You could have asked, couldn't you? They never would have told me. How do you know? Four years in the Army. They never tell you. Besides, I didn't want them to go poking around on that glove compartment. Why not? Open it up. Find out. Wow, Doug, what did you bring this thing for? Is it loaded? Of course not. But there's a clip of bullets in there. It's not a very thing to have when you travel. Well, it's pretty desperate country down here. You never know. I never fired it once in the Army. I thought we might pop off a tin can or two, huh, Mummy? You bet. And who knows what towels there are down here? It's okay, Helen. We'll just use it for target practice. Oh, just don't use me for the target. What are you smiling about? Nothing. Nothing at all. I love you. I love you, too. How do you smile at me? Oh, cut it out. Oh, yes. Will we get to the ocean in time for lunch? I hope so, Mummy. Now, you put on your sunglasses before you get a headache. An hour later, the car started making strings on happy noises. The radiator was beaming. We pulled off the road and Doug went back to the trailer for the warhead. Oh, this is just fine. This is great. What's the matter? Oh, the water can. It's, uh, well, it's empty. Yeah, I thought I appointed you Vice President in charge of water cans. Oh, Doug, I'm sorry. I forgot to tell you to fill it back there. Hey, Mom, you forgot? Yes, I do, sir. But it's really no problem. Oh, no, no. Of course not. We'll probably run into a nice, shiny, 50-pump gasoline station and get plenty of water. As a matter of fact, I think I see one right now. Where, Dan? Where? Say, no attention to your father, son. He's just being humorous. Dad, this is no time for jokes. Why, we might be impaled. Are we, Mom? Oh, darling, you think I'm kidding, huh? Look, straight ahead to the left. You know, there are only two persons per square mile in Baja California, and you hit a gas station just when you needed it. Well, naturally. I live right. I don't know how to describe the place. Doug called it a ranch. There were three or four shacks, each more dilapidated and weather-beaten than the other. One of the shacks seemed to be a garage. In front of it alone and forlorn was a rusty old gas tank. Hey, a key! Hey, that's good, Dad. I just looked it up in the dictionary. Hola! Maybe nobody's here. You know something? Maybe you're right. Well, of course it works. Bring the can, Bobby. Doug, look. You see someone? There's a poster on the side of that barn. A fiesta, martes, 22. A ghost, huh? That was two days ago, August 22nd. Well, they should be back. It takes them three days to get over a fiesta. What's a fiesta? A feast day. Hey, I'm starving. Well, we'll have lunch at the beach, Tommy. That is if we ever get there. Are you gonna bring me that water can, amigo? Remember? Huh? Oh, I'll get it. Hey, Hammond, look through this window. Well? I've got a lot of equipment in there, see? Tires, tubes, all sorts of things. Oh, come just, just breathe. The whole place will fall down. Well, at least we can do for them. Just lock it up. What are you talking about? This garage. You see the padlock on the door? They forgot to snap it. Well, then there must be someone around. If there is, let's hope he has a key. That's valuable stuff in there. Yeah, I'm gonna lock it. The next callers may not be as honest as we are. There we are. Okay, Bobby, let's fill that water can. Doug, are you sure we're on the right road? Absolutely positive. You see that rock formation up ahead? It's only looking bolder. Well? I remember them. We're getting closer to where we're going. Well, I'm glad we're getting close to something. Hey, look at the quail. I suppose you recognize some of them, too. Yeah, it seems like only yesterday that Joe and I were scouting around here, looking for the best hunting and fishing. Those were the days, Bobby. What an outing that was. Tell me about it, Dad. When did it became a joke? He probably never survived the outing. You could have asked, couldn't you? Ask what? I don't have any questions if we're on the right road. Ask who? We haven't seen the soul. There are those policemen back there. Oh, then... Well, honey, why should I ask when I know? Don't be so nervous, Mom. Dad knows. I just wish the road wasn't so bumpy. You gotta point there, boy, but just remember this. If the road were any better, why this part of Mexico would be full of tourists. And what are we looking for? To have fun all by ourselves. And that is just what we're gonna have. Thankful for this miserable road. Doug. You still think I lost, huh? Okay, take a look over there. Oh, boy, the ocean. Mom, it's the ocean. Well, so it is. And do things just for a moment until I doubted your father. Turn off to the beach down there about three miles ahead. Another few minutes and you'll be swimming in that wonderful, cool surf and think of all that wonderful privacy. It looks beautiful, guys. But there's a little bay down there. Not a little. And a dock. How come there's a dock? And that's what you call a jetty, Bobby. That's where Joe and I camp, right at the base of that jetty. And let's all keep our eyes open for that road down to the beach. Doug's deserted beach was all he said it would be. But there was something about that jetty. I didn't know what. The way it reached out into the water, gonged and ugly at low tide. I hated that jetty the moment I saw it. Well, this is it, everybody out. Boy, this jetty goes right out into the ocean. It looks awful rickety, huh? Doug, what was that pier for? Mom, it's a jetty. Well, whatever. They used to fish here commercially. When the war ended, they gave it up. They used a jetty for loading. Gosh, look at the beach. I mean all the families. I'm Vice President in charge of the fire. No. You promised. Okay, deep. Lunch in 10 minutes. I will go far. Dad, Mom, I'm glad we're here. That's for sure. This is where we set up camp, huh? Hey, you couldn't find a more perfect spot. Now, before we unpack, I think I'd better move the trailer for unloading. We'll kind of wait for a moment. Sure, it can wait. First thing I'm going to do is take my shoes off. Oh, this sandbills wonderful. You know what I'm saying, Helen? I'm glad we're here. That's for sure. Gosh, honey, I've looked forward to this for years. Just the three of us out here in the middle of nowhere. Nothing to do but eat, swim, sleep. Nothing to do but eat, swim, sleep. You're like a kid out of school. Kid? Come here. Uh, we'll, um, we'll talk about that later. I have a feeling I'm going to enjoy it here, too. You will. I'm enjoying it more already. Get up off that sand. Lunch is ready. You mean I'm not dreaming? The ice-cream will get warm. Let it. Well, the sun is hot. We'll get warm. Where's Bobby? Oh, I don't know. Or off in the cloud of fire, would I guess. You'd better call him. Later. No, no. Oh, I'm cute. Come on, start calling. We told him lunch in 10 minutes he must be starving. Okay, okay, I'll call him. Machacho, Venga, come here. He does. I can't even see him. He can't be far. Machacho, Venga! Stop being so naive of him. Get him here. Hey, Bobby, lunch. Bobby! That kid, the way he's able to disappear. Dad, look, out there on the jetty. Bobby! I just took the petrified. Bobby was at the very end of the jetty, high above the water. Underneath was a surf and a rock. The sea had all but demolished the jetty. The piling shook and trembled with each wave and the heavy timbers were battered and broken. Dad was running towards the jetty now, and I followed him. The jetty, what does it mean to help? To let go. It means danger. Now, Helen, don't worry. Nothing's going to happen. How did he get out there? Half the board's missing. I'm going to say something to it. Listen. I can't move. I'll go out after him. Bobby, I'll be right there. The jetty went out for 200 feet or more. I could hear the rotten plank's creak and splinter as Doug worked his way out to Bobby. There was nothing I could do. Just stand there and wait. Be careful, Pop. Most of those boards aren't any good. Stay where you are, son. Don't move. My boards aren't caught. The board's broken. This other one came down on it. Yeah. Let me take a look. Did it hurt? No. No, it doesn't hurt at all. I mean, this thing's too shaky, Dad. I don't think it'll hold the two of them. You really stuck there, aren't you? Look, Bobby, just relax your foot. Like this? Yeah, that's fine. Lean on me. Let's see if I can get that shoe off. Just hold on now. There we go. Gee. All I had to do was get out of my shoe. I'm okay, Mom! We'll be back in a minute. I think of getting out of my shoe. Because you're just like your mom's. Then you get too excited, that's why. Yeah. Now let's put that shoe back on. We don't want you to pick up any splinters. It's on, Pop. All right. See if you can stand on it. It's fine. It doesn't hurt at all. All right, Bobby. Now here we go. Just be careful where you walk. Take it easy, son. Nice and slow. Maybe you better go first, Pop. No, no. It's all right. I'll be right behind you. But I can't take your hand. See, these planks might not hold the two of us together. Okay, Pop. It's all right. Kid, you're doing fine. Bobby was safe now. He was climbing down the jetty onto the beach. Mom! Mom, what's the matter? You look like you're sick or something. I started to look at his foot. And then behind us came a sudden, fluttering crack. The boards had given way. He just had swollen into the shallow water and pinning him down with one of the heavy piling. It's all right. I'm all right. Doug. Doug, are you hurt? No. No. It missed me. I'm all right. I'm just... But that beam is flying right across your leg. Yeah. Look, you see how it missed me? These rocks. The rocks saved me. I like this for luck. I land in the sand and the piling hits the rocks. What's the matter, dear? Can't you get up? I can't move my foot. I'll get it. Oh, your foot seems to be caught. I must look pretty silly sitting here in the water. Good thing it's a little tight, Bob. Doug. I can't seem to work my foot loose. Ridiculous. There's Bobby, and now me, and now there's even get scratched. How are we going to get you out? Well, it's a sense you can't budge this piling. Hey, Bobby. Bobby, run up to the trail to get the shovel. You just have to do a little digging, that's all. Be right back. Doug, you're sure you're not hurt. That's a strange part of it. I can't figure out why not. What's the weight of this timber? The weight's all on the rock, Helen. Look, honey, don't worry about it. I'll shovel out enough sand to give me room to turn my foot and I'll slip right out of here. I'm making a rule right now. We're keeping away from this jetty far away, OK? There's a shovel, Dad. Give it to your mother, son. What can I do, Mom? Nothing, nothing. You just stand by. Hey, start digging, honey. I'll be out of here in no time. No time at all. The water was about two feet deep. I dug out the sand as fast as I could. Doug didn't seem to be in any pain. There was a large rock in back of him. He pretended to relax against it as the wave broke over. I can dig there, Mom. You can take turns, Bobby, when Mom gets tired. Does it hurt? No worse than a kick and a shins. Doug said we're in trouble. This isn't the sand. It's solid rock underneath. All right, Helen, now let's rest for a moment and figure this out. You can't dig through rock. That's a cinch. There's piling on it. It seems to be jammed in tight between these two boulders. Question remains, how do I get my foot out of here? The jack from the car. Maybe we could lift the piling with the car jack. That's it, of course. Why didn't I think of that? I'll get it, Dad. I had a boy, Bobby. You know where it is? I know. Where will I put it, Doug? The end down there, I guess. Take a look, Helen. Can you get the jack underneath it? I think so. I'll dig as far down as I can for it. It'll work, Doug. I'm sure it will. Good. Now, look, Helen, it's not hard to use. The steel rod fits into the jack, and all you have to do is turn it. Just make sure the jack is completely under the end of the piling, okay? Okay. I got it, Dad. I got it. Give it to your mother, Bobby. She knows what to do. I couldn't get the jack to work. It kept flipping out. But I knew what was wrong. It wasn't the jack. It was me. I was all unnerved. I got hold of myself and tried again. This time, the jack caught. And very slowly, the piling started to move. That's it, honey. Now you've got it. Just a few more. I think I can move my foot a little already. It's hard to see what I'm doing. The water's all muddy. You're doing fine. Just a little bit more, baby. I'm sure Grant just thought of that jack if you hadn't... What's going on? What's out of swimming? What happened? It's all right, dude. Just try it again. But the jack's under the piling. Can you reach it? All right. Go ahead. That's it. Let me have it. I can't understand why it would... I don't know if we'll have to think of something else. It's useless. The angle pin's broken. Bobby, there's hold. Now we'll pull together. Pull as hard as you can. Helen, now wait. Bobby, pull! Stop it. This isn't doing any good. Bobby, get over on the other side and pull. Helen, you're just working yourself out. Stop it. Dad! That's better. Now look, it's not going to help getting panicky about this. Bobby, I want you to go back to the car and unhook the trailer. You think you can do that? Sure, Dad. You taught me your own. What do you friendly hope? I don't help you. I don't help you. Darling, do you remember that time when Bobby was two years old and he cut himself on some glass? Yes. You saved his life that day. Remember how? By keeping your head. You got a little hysterical for a while, but I finally convinced you that you had to calm down. One of us had to go for the doctor while the other one stayed with Bobby. It worked out fine, didn't it? And it worked along the same line today, huh? Above all, don't let yourself go to people. Oh, well, I couldn't. What do you want me to do? Yeah, we could use the car to pull off the piling, but we'll need a rope. But we've got a rope! The Tarpaulin rope on the trailer. No, no, no. That's much too light. It'll break. We've got to get a heavy rope. Where? In the nearest place of that ranch where we stopped the water. They'll have rope there. I saw it come in the garage. Maybe someone can come and help too. But it's hours away. Just a few. An hour back. I'll wait for you. Oh, the road, you know I'm not a very good driver. That's for sure. Sure was I could drive. Oh, I unhook it, Pop. Good boy. The tide is coming in. Yeah, yeah, I know. Yeah, the tide will blow the timber off. Yeah, maybe so. That's a good thought, Bobby, but Mom had better go for the rope anyway. How much time do I have? Well, I'd guess the tide's been coming in now for a couple of hours. I should be okay for about four hours. You can make it fine. Bobby, you'll wait here with me. What time is it now? Almost three o'clock. Okay. Now give me a kiss and get going. Don't worry. I'll get the rope. By the way, the Mexican word for rope is cuerta. Cuerta. I'll ask for cuerta. Don't drive too fast now. And don't take any chances. I won't, Bobby. Now you stay here and take good care of Dad. I will. You do whatever he says. And try to stay here. Now get back to Dad. This is just like sitting in a bathtub. Only the water is getting higher, huh? Not much. Just a little. You know, Bobby, there are lots of boats that cross this bay all the time. Now when one comes along, maybe we can yell for help, huh? Yeah. When one comes along, I'll get it to stop. Don't worry. All right, all right, boy. Want a cigarette? Oh, yeah, fine. Bring my lighter too, huh? Pop, the tide will float this pond off of you, will it? What makes you think it won't? Well, it's water longing. Once you call me when something gets water lost, it's too heavy to spill. Well, we'll see. I just said that before to make mine feel better. Thanks, Bobby. Now you go get my cigarette, huh? I drove as fast as I did. It was like being in a nightmare. The holes in the road and the dust and the thought of Doug help us in the water. And every moment, the tide rising higher and higher. And then ahead of me, I saw people. A group of people, a family of Mexicans. They were leaving a couple of donkeys loaded with wood. I stopped the car and ran through them. La señora, ¿qué pasa con ella? ¿Qué es lo que quiere? Oh, please. I need help. Do you speak English? No, señora. No hablamos inglés. I'm in trouble. I need help. My husband is trapped down by the water. I need a rope. A cuerdos. Cuerdos. Let's get it. It's quero. Perdón, señora, pero no le entiendo. Money, money. You want money. I'll tell you a lot of money if you'll come with me. Me quiere dar dinero, pero no sé por qué. Oh, no, no, no. No, no, no, no, no. No, no, no, no, no, no. Please don't go. No, please. No, no, no, no. No, no, no, no. No, no, no, no. No, please don't go. Please, don't go. Go, please. Go, please, don't go. Come with me, please. No, no, no, no no. Then tell me where I can get a cuerdos, cuerdos. No, no, no, no. No, no, no, no. You are lockered him, and he takes him. Come with me, please, no. Hey, it was no use. They just tear at me, then smile and started down the road again. I was wasting time. What is that, senora? Pero cuida, cuida! Not very long, son, not long at all. Dad, did you really see logs to boats flying by when you were here before? Yeah, sure, lots of them. But they don't come along till pretty late in the evening after they get to catch. Is it because of fear? I'm not sure there's fear. And Bobby, you weren't going to worry, remember? Sure, Dad, but she, the water's getting us to a care. We weren't going to talk about that either, remember? Oh, I'm sorry. What do you mean? How about me building a fire and making you some coffee? Fine. Would you like some? That's the best idea yet. I've got plenty of firewood, Pop. You wait, Pop. I'll make you the best stuff a coffee you ever saw. Let me know if you see my little logs. I will. You'll hear a yell like you've never heard before. Clean pumping a little less than two hours. It was just that we'd left it. No one. No one was there. I ran to the garage, locked, padlocked. We'd locked it. Doug had locked it to be helpful. I wanted to scream. I wanted to cry. There was a rake on the ground. I grabbed it and smashed the window. I climbed in. There were ropes in the garage. All sorts of ropes. I grabbed the heaviest one I could manage and climbed out the window and... You know, you can get arrested doing a thing like that. Oh, you're American. You can help me. I'm in trouble. My husband is trapped by a timber back there on the beach. And once we get there soon, the tide will drown him. Come on, get in the car. I'll give you that. We needed a rope. That's why I came back here. I had to break in. You see, we've come down here on a fishing trip. And there was this jetty and my husband and he... You haven't heard a word I've said. Don't you understand? I'm in trouble. Now we are. Who are you? What were you doing back there? I turned around and all of a sudden there you were. Out of the nowhere and to the here. You got anything to eat? I don't know. There may be a candy bar in the glove compartment. It will break automatic, huh? The cartridge is too. What are you stopping for? The gun's no good unless it's loaded. Didn't you know that? Put it back. That gun belongs to my husband. I said put it back. You want to play games, huh? Okay. Oh, don't you understand? I'm in trouble. My husband... Stop it, lady. You'll have me crying. I'm a very sensitive man. Get out of this car. I need someone who can help me. Get out! Get real, boss, huh? You must drive your husband nuts. Oh, please. Please, whoever you are. You've got to believe me. Unless I can... Get out. The car's coming. You're lying. There isn't any car. It's a friend on the road. You'll see it in a minute. The police car. It's changing the seat system. You're going to drive an hour. Don't you try and look stupid. If I have to kill you, nobody's going to know your husband's trapped at the beach. No one. I will kill you. Honestly. I'll move over. Stop driving. I'll make out like I'm sleeping. Just be close. My head on your shoulder. Stop it. Put my finger on the trigger. So you behave now. This gun's going to blow a very pretty piece of you right over the side. Now go on. Try it. What do you want? Have you seen anyone on the road, Senora? Beach hiking? A man? No. Where are you going, please? Back to the beach. My boy is there now. Yes? I... We're on a fishing trip. Well, do not pick up anyone, Senora. That is a dangerous criminal loose down here. Big fellow. An American. If you see anybody, of course, you will call the police. Yes, yes, of course. Gracias. When you get back to the beach, Senora, take your boy and go back into town. Look. The gun. Yes. Keep driving a while. You're going fine. We just now got the brains caught up. You're smart. Honestly. I like smart. They got cat in them. Now that I didn't give you away, will you take me back to my husband? We're going straight to La Paz, non-stop. But you've got to. If you don't, he'll drown. You're mad at specs in your eyes, Dan. A kind of a man can let a man die. No one knows he's there. Let's just keep it a little secret, then. The least you can do is take me back there. Then you can go on. Look. I can save your husband, or I can save myself. I can't do both. On a nice road, you've got to take what comes up. I'll try now. You don't have to stop. I've got the will. That's small. That's perfume, say that. Anyway, believe me or don't believe me. Sorry. You are not. You're right, I'm not. Look at those specs, Dan, now. Easy now, son. The waves are getting pretty rough. I hope you like it. It sure smells good. Gosh, the waves. Leave me quite of your hand. I'm in trouble, Bobby. It's mostly spray. How's the coffee? I know you like it strong. I put a whole handful of coffee in the pot. Oh, it's very unusual. Very. Gee, thanks. You know, Bobby. Bobby, I was thinking about you while you made this coffee. I was pretty proud of you. You mean it. You mean it. Thank you. Well, yes, but I also mean you. Well, Bobby, there are going to be a lot of times in your life when you have to do things you've never done before, things that have to be done, you know what I mean? Well, no, not for sure, Dad. Well, like here today. Here I am in sort of a trash, son, and you're helping me. This is a problem you never faced before. There'll be others. I want you to tackle them just like you did before. Sure, Dad. And if Mom should be late getting back here. But she won't be late. No, no, no, no, but if she is, Bobby, look, son, what I'm trying to tell you is I don't want you to get into a panic and run away. Your mother's going to expect to find you here when she gets back. You keep that fire going so she'll know where to look for us. You take care of your mother, Bobby, always. You hear me? Oh, sure, Dad, but Mom's not going to do that. No, no, no, of course not. Now, son, you're on back to your fire. Here's coffee. I'll go warm it up. OK, thanks. And kept quiet. I could see he was tired. His face was drawn. He needed a shave. He wore a jacket that didn't fit and blew denims. He must have known I was studying him. He started to talk. Back there, back at the shack where you got the rope, what did you see? I said, what did you see? Nothing, nothing at all. There was a man back there. I killed him. Not five minutes before you drove up. You tried to run me off. I hit him with a wrench. That's your problem. You bet. Sure is. I get lots of problems. About my husband, you're going to have to go by the road that leads to the beach. Well, that's where he is. Last time I was with another guy's wife, she was perfectly happy to forget all about him. If he dies, if my husband dies, I promise you one thing, I'll kill you. I put you in a class with 10,000 cops. They all got the same idea. That's a good idea. Shut up. That hurt, didn't it? I like being alive. I like eating, drinking. I like dice. I like talking. I like a woman. But I don't like cops. You better slow down there waiting for you up ahead. Yeah, I'd like her. I'll bury her across the road. All right, you hang on, sister. We're going through. I'll slow down like we're going to stop seeing them. I'll get your hand off the ignition ticket. I'll kill you. No tricks, lady. Believe me, no tricks. I'm going to step on it in about 10 seconds and maybe some blood flying. Be smart. Duck your head. Okay, now here we go. Maybe they'll try to follow us. He asked me if they put anyone on the radio right now, calling another car up ahead. This boy's been looking for me for three days now. And the first go on. Try open the door. Go ahead. Open it and jump. Splash that beautiful build all over the road, but not that kind. You've never been married. Have you? Yeah. Yeah, once. You're kind of a cat. She was wrong. A front tire had blown out. He drove the car off the road down an embankment where we couldn't be seen. Then he got out and opened the trunk. I got to change the wheel. Where's the jacket? At the beach. We tried to lift the timber off with it. That's fine. It's just fine. Looks like I got to do it the hard way, huh? Don't go away. Where would I go? Yeah, that's right. I'll show you how to change a wheel without a jacket. There was a fence near the road, the kind they used to keep cattle in. He pulled out one of the wooden posts and set it against a large flat boulder. Then he ran the car up the post till the wheel was clear and the car dropped down on the axle. He took off his jacket. On the back of his shirt was a number. His convict's number. He dragged out the tools in the spare wheel. He worked very fast. The wheel was on now. He was starting to tighten the lugs. I was in back of him. He couldn't see me. I picked up the tire iron. I started towards him. I raised it over my head and... Raise over it! Try to kill me, huh? Yeah, you would have killed me, wouldn't you? Only I saw your shadow coming up and behind me. I saw your shadow in the car. Now you stand over there where I can see you. Here. You're going to kill me, aren't you? Yeah. Maybe so. I guess I'll have to. I'll let you know just as soon as we're ready to roll again. I tried to figure out what was in his mind. I knew the police were closing in and that he knew it too. Whatever was going to happen would happen soon. Every moment in the car was bringing me closer to the beach. But even if he let me go, what good was it? Without help, Doug would be dead. The tide would rise and cover him up and he'd die. Yo, Bobby, look on the beach. Wave the towel, Bobby. Take me, Alex. The tide's getting high. It's almost... You'd better not come out into the water anymore. Go back to the beach, then. Go back and fly out again. I'm okay, Dad. Yeah, I know. But you're going to need your strength when your mother gets here. Getting dark, Bobby. She might be around. She's going to need somebody she can find. Okay, Dad. And new ways. Build the other obstacles. I'll build up the fire real good. Step an hour. Please, Helen, come, Helen, please. Do you know enough to carry two spare tires? There's something I haven't told you. My boy, he's... he's on the beach with his father. One good spare and a cheap retread just in case. He was told to wait there for me. Can't you understand what it will mean if my husband drowns and the boy has to wait there for someone who isn't coming? Uh-huh. I knew a gas station guy used to take the mail out of a flat, throw it back in a street. It's completely deserted section. No one knows he's there. One Sunday, he fixed seven flats off of the same... How would you feel if it were your own son? Frankly, I'm not a family man. God, I wondered what I would do if it ever came to something like this. I wonder if every wife would... You're not the rules. What's wrong? You know that. You'd like me to stay on it, huh? Cops, that's what's wrong. They may be a mile away, maybe 10 miles. We're going to haul up for a while. Where? That's a good question. I don't know, but hang on. The roof cutting across the desert and back of those hills. In the hills, he found the ruins of a farmhouse. The roof had caved in, but the walls were still standing. We could see the road in the distance. We saw the police car roaring by. Then he lit a cigarette. Pretty neat, huh? Let's figure them out almost for the second. Yeah, pretty neat. Where do you go from here? We're going to La Paz. What are you going to do there? One thing at a time. Can't plan too far ahead in this business. You're amazing. Yeah. That's what I always tell myself. What are you going to do about your clothes? You left your coat back there. There was, though, numbers on the back of your shirt. I'll find a guy someplace. We'll switch. My husband is your son. Honest. There are other things at the beach you could use. For instance, identification papers. They'd prove you were Douglas Stillman. They'd match the registration papers on the car. Now that the other police car has gone by, you could spare the time. You got to know how to figure it out, haven't you? I could go into the stores for you, buy food for you. We'd look like an ordinary couple traveling together on a fishing trip. His clothes, his identification. Everything is there on the beach. That's good perfume you got on, huh? Yeah. I like cheap perfume. Don't last as long, but it hits harder. Is there anything else your husband's got I could use? I can't think of anything. I can't. What? His wife. His clothes, his papers, and his wife. I'll do anything to save my husband. Anything. Come here. I don't like a woman when she smiles. I don't know why I'm such a kid. How long since you've talked to a woman? Could get rough, you know. How long since you've talked to a woman? Say, when you kiss this to your husband, huh? I said, come here. Go back to the fire. Dad, folks, get Bobby. Catch some barracudas who start to stab you things. Bobby, get out of this water. Get back on the beach. I won't leave you, Dad. I won't. I won't. I won't. Bobby. Please don't give up, Dad. Bobby, don't stay here. I'll get this rope around. I will try lifting it off, Bobby. You will hang on, Max. What can I do? You stay with him. I'll go tie the other end on the car. You're going to be all right, darling. Just hold on to me. Well, what? What's he going to do? I'm not sure, but you get through it. Don't worry. Just spin in this sand. It won't work. Just put him under the wood. No, please. He's getting out. You heard me, Max. Well, he's first. I need your wallet. Strike, fuck it. Yeah. Money. Money and identification. Who are you? What are you doing? Ask your wife. We'll tell you all about it. You can't leave him now. You're a cat, all right? Why do you expect me to pull the car? We'll pull it off. There's gotta be another way. You never give up to him. You're that cross-sectioning. He's got the same. Look, I'll make this up. Maybe it'll hold. Untie the rope from the car. Bring it back to the water. I'm going up to the jetty. Now, when I tell you, throw the end of the rope up. Well, he'll hurry. I knew him. I knew what he's heading for. To lift the piling instead of trying to pull it off. He calls for the rope. He threw it over to Crossbeam above the jetty and tied it onto the car again. Then he came down to the water with one of those heavy piling. All right, I'm shoving his plank under the piling. Now, move that rock. Move it out of the plank. More more. Okay. When I step on the gas, give this plank everything you got here. Like you're flying the lid off of a can. Have you got it? I got it. Doug, Doug. Just do it. All right. Now the cross theme holds and the rope holds and the plank holds. Maybe you got a chance. Don't lift it much. We got to work fast. Just get ready to yank them out. You can't get out of here. Bobby, there must be another blanket. Keep it warm, Bobby. Bobby, we've got to save dad. We've got to save. Mom, where is she going? The man. She went over there to talk to the man. I'm taking these clothes in here. Take whatever you want. His clothes, his gun, his papers, his dough, and his car. How about you? I'll hate you every minute of the time. But I said I'd go with you and I will. Well, Lainey? Yes. A woman figured in every angle. I thought you'd come to me big. The husband of yours, he's a lucky guy. With that kind of luck, I could have used myself. Better wrap some more blankets around him. Goodbye. Goodbye. All right, you don't want to shake hands, huh? Okay, don't shake hands. Got any idea how much gas there is, Nick? Well? A tire, a tire, it's flat. Spending them in the sand like that, the tire is flat. There's a car on the highway. What are you going to do? It's flowing down. Probably they've seen our fire. The cops, they know this car. I've got a ditch to cry. I've got to get a little... He had time. The police car was still in the distance. There were clusters of huge rocks nearby on the beach. He hid the car behind me. Then he came running back, confused as if he didn't know what direction to take. The police were closer now, much closer. And this time I... I held out my hand. He touched it, turned, and ran. I watched him until he disappeared in the darkness, and then... And two police men came down from the road. I saw the fire, senora. Everything is all right? Yes, everything is all right. Thank you. Did we not see you before? See me? Of course. This morning, the lady, the husband, and the little boy... Oh, yes, yes, me and senora. All the American tourists who came to fetch... I believe... Get back to town. There is a dangerous criminal loose. There may be someone in this neighborhood. We are losing time here. Be careful, senora. Tell your husband to take you back to town. The police weren't... Oh, nothing, dear. Just... Just to make sure that Ed was all right. It's been quite a day. Helen, the man, where did he go? I don't know, doc. He... He was in a hurry. See, mom? He sure was a slow guy. And he deserved to be killed. And yet, how would we feel when we read in the papers that he'd been trapped, shot down? Yes, I... I wondered what I would do if it ever came to something like this. I wonder if... everybody's wise one. And here they are for a well-known...