have a good night's sleep.
What are you grinning at?
The way you jumped up there,
you would have thought you sat on a snake.
l didn't want to get you all excited.
l don't need Secret Service.
Was it exciting?
No, iust heavy.
Goddamn you.
You could've lied just this once.
l did lie.
You weren't iust heavy, you felt like a ton.
You are an insufferable ass!
And since you like to be top dog,
you take the top bunk.
l was wondering about
where you got your name, Lara.
Was your mother reading Dr. Zhнyago?
No, it was nothing like that.
My father was making a movie in Wyoming
when my mother went into labor.
He had to drive her 70 miles into Laramie,
where l was born.
So, they dubbed me Laramie,
which eventually was whittled down to Lara.
Good night, Killian.
Good night.
-lt's going to be an historical day.
-Why?
First Lady returns to the city of her birth,
Laramie, Wyoming.
You're right. It's the first time l've been back
since that fateful day.
ls that trouble?
-Could be.
-ls it Bracken?
Damn right.
Conductor?
-Why are we stopping?
-Some sort of emergency, sir.
We're getting off the train.
Get in there.
Here, take this.
How'd they know you were on this train?
-You call anybody?
-Only Cal.
-You dumb little--
-Watch it, Killian.
You've been reporting our whereabouts
to the President?
After all, he is my husband. l trust him.
Board!
What are we going to do now?
We'll hitchhike.
Get in.
Good morning, Chief.
Thank you for picking us up.
That goes for me, too.
That's real nice of you to pick us up.
Do you speak English?
Do l look like some goddamned foreigner?
l'm sorry.
Of course, l speak English.
Also Crow, French and Spanish.
l'm a native-born American Indian...
not some half-breed immigrant like you all.
Why all this ''mmm-mmm''
and the war paint?
Tools of the trade, tenderfoot.
Hello?
Your husband said l could use the--
The can and phones are around the side.
And that crazy Kickapoo ain't my spouse!
We'll take this one.
My nose tells me
somebody's hot on your tail.
What makes you say that?
You didn't ask how much.
lf l was a white man,
l'd overcharge you for a mistake like that.
You're pretty smart.
A dune buggy can go cross-country. $2,OOO.
l'll throw in a couple license plates.
What about that nose, Joe?
Don't worry. It didn't get this long
by poking it in other people's business.
Mama, give the man $2,OOO.
Bracken's probably figured out
we got off the train back there in Lodgepole.
So?
He'll be looking for us
on all the main highways.
-Where the hell are we going?
-We're going to take the back roads.
Once we get to Nevada, we'll be home free.
God, in this awful rig,
l won't have a face left!
$1 million is a lot of money for near misses.
Terror is a very expensive game...
Senator.
Get on with it,
or l'll hire a hit man to hit you.
You've got a big mouth, Senator.
Big enough to swallow
a short-fused grenade.
Now, don't ever try to mug me.
Killian, l've been thinking.
That we're heading into a trap?
Well, if Bracken's been getting
information about what we're doing...
he's going to know we're coming here
and be waiting for us.
Well, l'd rather you were here because
l've sent for part of my team to meet me.
lsn't that rather exposing
the First Lady to some risk?
Lamb for the slaughter?
What a way with words.
Couldn't you put it another way?
What about ''worm wriggling on a hook''?
Forget it. l'll take the lamb.
Who did you say was coming down?
Loudermilk and Miss Chang.
God, Daddy'll have a fit.
God, Daddy, you look good to me!
Things are that bad?
-lt wasn't the yellow brick road. Daddy, l'd--
-And you'd be Killian.
-Yes, sir.
-Harry.
-l think we ought to get under cover, sir.
-Sure thing.
You have a very grateful father here.
-How about a drink?
-Sure.
l'll get it.
-The usual, Daddy?
-Thank you.
ls something bothering you, Killian?
Yeah. l'm concerned about this whole thing.
l heard a rumor that you