it.
Well, yes
- Yes. I can give you names and places and dates.
Up there? No?
In the alley?
This is it.
This is the one.
Holy cow.
i don, t believe it.
All right!
Why didn't you
wait for me?
I thought you deserved
a solo entrance.
We did all right, Howard,
didn't we? Terrif c.
Then why aren't you
smiling?
What?
Didn't you read
the front page?
The question is, did you? Huh?
I just want to establish you
are really over her, that's all.
esus, Howard, you're
almost a man of the world.
You know how
these things happen.
The air was thin.
She was average cute.
There was no other broad
around, and the air was thin.
Well, I have a newspaper to run. So?
So I don't want you
turning into cream pie again.
Howard, if Nell Porter were to take one of
her eagles for a stroll down Michigan Avenue...
and I happened
to bump into them,
I'd say hi, I might kiss them on the beak.
And then
I'd wave good-bye.
That's how over her
I am.
Then you're not going
to her lecture tonight?
No, thanks.
Good. I'd rather you didn't. Well, I'm not.
Good. Better that you don't.
I'm not, for christ's sake.
For the paper's sake.
Good.
Fine.
Fine.
Good.
The problem now
is really not hunters.
The laws are adequate
on that score.
But these invisible killers,
these pesticides and pollutants,
are poisoning the fish they eat,
the water they drink,
the air they soar through.
it, s not easy protecting them, but we must.
We have no choice.
There are only 700 nesting pairs
in the lower 48 states.
in all, just 2,000
American bald eagles.
That, s all that remain.
Ladies and gentlemen,
they must be saved.
Thank you.
Oh, shit.
If there are any questions, Dr. Porter
will be more than delighted to answer them.
Yes?
i was reading that-
i understand they have a
dramatic way of making love.
Oh, shit.
Uh, mating.
Mating. Right.
Yes.
Uh, f rst they chase each other,
uh, circling, dipping,
twisting, screaming.
Testing.
And then?
Then they come together,
their talons locking.
inseparable?
For a short,
very happy time, yes.
can they fly that way?
No, not together.
They begin to fall, plunging
and tumbling, down and down.
It sounds dangerous.
But thrilling.
Huh? Wha
- Yes. And then?
Then when they, re
very near the ground,
About to be smashed?
they separate,
open their wings...
and soar
on the air currents.
- Alone?
- Each alone. That's the only way they can fly.
And that's all there is?
Unless they do it again.
Uh, yes?
What are you
doing here, huh?
What's so funny? I got
a paper to run. Remember?
This what you call keeping your
word about not coming to the lecture?
Huh?
Howard.
Don't "Howard" me, all right?
Whose side are you on, huh?
I'm over you completely,
by the way.
Me too- over you.
Totally.
Entirely.
I've got a great idea. Hmm?
Let's stay here
forever.
We're gonna have to.
Why?
My apartment exploded in excitement
when it heard you were coming.
We could call room service every
two weeks for a quick goulash.
Mm-hmm!
Mmm!
come back with me.
You can write a novel there. Ehh-
I like writing
just my column.
It's short.
I'll make you very,
very happy, Mr. Souchak.
Mmm.
Why is it
you're so damn beautiful?
I'm not.
You're just in love.
So am I.
I'm gonna prove to you
that you can live here.
Forget it.
I mean,
there's no point.
You want some goulash?
Mm-mmm.
I never touch the stuff.
You don't want anything?
Mm-mmm. Nothing.
Then I got
a real surprise.
Howard, maybe they, re deciding
to bejust good friends.
Maybe he, s dumped her.
That, s it. Maybe at sea level
she, s just one big turnoff.
Oh, Howard, enough.
I like the girl.
So?
I'd like for her to be happy. Mm-hmm.
And Souchak...
at last.
And what about me-
a man with a newspaper to run.
Oh, for God's sakes.
Maybe if I just talked to him
- Maybe we get some sleep.
Maybe you're worrying about nothing. Maybe.
Hey, I'm here too,
you know.
Wrap yourself
in your