Going back empty?
Uh-huh
Say hi to Sarah.
RCMP Evidence Room, Sergeant Frobisher.
How's your leg?
Who is this?
Oh, you haven't forgotten.
Geiger.
I run a scow, not a cruise ship. I take you across that border,
immigration finds out, I lose my boat. Where do you want to go?
As far as this will take me.And this.
...which makes the border between Canada
and the United States the longest undefended border in the world.
So that since their formation our two countries
have found a peaceful way to coexist.
Except for the War of 1812 where your country
invaded ours and we sent you packing,
but that's hardly worth mentioning.
Now I think I'll open the floor to questions. Yes?
Do you have to undo all your buttons to go to the toilet?
No. Anyone else? Yes.
How many do you have to undo?
Just enough to get your trousers undone. Yes.
Do they have toilets in Canada?
Yes. We do. Anyone else?
Anyone else at tall?
Any other questions at tall?
When was the last time you were home?
It's been far too long.
Just disappeared. His car was still in the garage.
He hadn't taken anything from his apartment
I checked all the buses and trains.
Finally someone from the docks remembered seeing him getting
on a barge that was headed here.
Still can't believe that he'd just leave without saying something.
I been looking for a week.I can't find him, Fraser.
I was hoping maybe he called you.
No. I'm sorry.
I just knew how close he and your father were.
They went back a long way.
I want to stay here and keep looking, but my job,
they won't give me any more time, and if I lose it,
well,it's just me and Patty now, you know
I was sorry to hear about, um...
Bruce.
That's okay. It was my fault.
I just married the wrong man. I was in love with someone else.
...Oh you, I-I-I...you-you don't mean . . .
No, Fraser, it wasn't you.
Oh, good. No, I don't mean good. I mean-I mean I-I...
You haven't changed a bit. You're just like my father.
You could track a man five hundred miles over sheer ice,
but put either of you within arm's length of a woman
and you're completely lost.
Or put you behind a desk andyou'd die. That's what was happening to him.
I don't know. I don't know what's happened but...I don't want to lose
him, Fraser. I can't. Will you help me? Will you find him?
I'll do everything I can.
I haven't seen you in over ten years but some how I knew if there's one
person in the world I could count on,it was you.
Someone's in there.
Oh great. Hey, did you see the tie up
at the border? What's going on?
Officer! Can I have the key?
I wouldn't go in there. It's a real mess.
And you think this is the man who stole your cat?
...Claw marks on his cardigan.
Yes that's very conclusive...Um,
you know it's going to be a little difficult for me
to break away from the case that I'm currently working on.
But if you'd like to call back and ask for extension 312,
Detectives Huey or Gardino would be glad to help you... Yes.
They've been, uh, specially assigned to handle all animal
related offenses...No, no, ma'am. The pleasure's all mine.
How's it going?
I need your help, Ray.
Does it involve domestic animals?
Not that I'm aware.
Then I'm your man.
Personal matter.
Violent crimes, Detective Gardino...Cat, ma'am?
Seven freighters came in from Northern Ontario last week.
None carrying passengers. You still think your Mountie friend came in on one of these?
Seems likely. Did anything come in through Sault Sainte Marie?
Two. The Lady of the Lake and a garbage scow called the Bon Vivant.
We'll try the scow.
There are seventeen hundred places to drive across the border between Canada and the US.
Why would anyone in their right mind travel by scow?
I don't know, Ray. I don't know.
Sorry.
You're sure.
I'm sure.
He was my father's best friend. He's in some kind of trouble--
I'm sure he'd call your dad.
Well, I'm sure he would if he was alive. But since he's not he probably doesn't know who to trust.
It's never an easy question.
Oh by the way, who did you know in the force?
What?
Your watch. RCMP field issue, circa 1950. Spring wound, consecutively numbered.
Civilians couldn't buy them. Only a few still own them. This was my father's. Want to show me yours?
You really his friend?
I am.
Some of the men billet over at the St. John's Hotel. Try there.
Thank you kindly.
Yeah, you're a real prince, Popeye.
Yeah, I was thinking of going to Maui but now that I've seen this place, I'm reconsidering.
Excuse me. This man, is he registered here?
Never seen him.Carney. One bag. No tip. Room 202.
You're sure?
I only live here 24 hours of the day. I sleep here, I eat here. I know every face that comes in here.
So is he in?
I have no idea.
So what's this guy like?
What do you mean?
I mean if this guys unhinged, I don't want to knock on the door and be met by a bullet.
Oh it's okay. He knows we're coming.
How could he?
You track a man about as quietly as I pass wind.
I'll, uh, wait for you downstairs.
Julie asked me to find you.
Yeah. I'll send her a postcard.
She's worried.
Nothing will happen to her if she just stays away from me.
I don't think she's worried for herself.
I'm fine.
Who is it? You're waiting for somebody or you wouldn't have that.
So what are you going to do, protect me?
I'd do what ever I could.
Look, I'm Buck Frobisher, you little piss-ant.
I've taken more men down than you've ever met.
The day I take help from a boy like you is the day I'll
put this to my own head.
Want to do something for me?
I'm out of beer.
I'll have them send it up.
Robert Fraser's Diary:
February 13th -- Ten years ago I would never have walked into something like this.
A bear trap so poorly camouflaged a child would have seen it, but I didn't. I pried it open and got
my leg out, but there was no way I could make it back. I was prepared to die out here.
And to be honest, I felt I deserved it. A man gets too old for a job he should know it,
and stop. But then Buck found me. I don't know how. No one knew where I was going,
but he found me and carried me back.
Three days over terrain a mule couldn't navigate. Laughing his ass off the entire way. Riding like that,
completely helpless, slung over Buck's shoulder and staring down his back I came to understand two things.
One: at a certain point in life a man's hips spread and there's nothing you can do about it. And
two: there's a very easy way to define friendship. A friend is
someone who won't stop until he finds you and brings you home.
I think I know who's after the old man.
It came in over the wire so as usual I decided to drop my life and bring it on over.
I appreciate it, Ray.
You know, this guy must be sixty years old. Doesn't look that dangerous to me.
In 1978 Harold Geiger held up a bank in Southern Michigan. A guard tried to stop him.
He shot the guard and two other employees. The police and FBI
pursued him across five states before he crossed into Canada,
he'd killed two FBI men, a state trooper and a highway patrol officer.
Once across the border, he broke through a massive dragnet killing a local officer,
two provincial police officers and two members of the RMCP's emergency response team.
In short, he killed every cop that got close to him. Except one. Buck Frobisher.
Frobisher tracked him up to White Horse; caught up with him on a railroad bridge.
A struggle ensued. Geiger went over the edge and at the last second, Frobisher caught him by the arm.
Dangling there 200 feet above the gorge, Geiger reached into his belt,
pulled out a hunting knife and jabbed it hilt deep into Frobisher's leg. Still,
Sergeant Frobisher managed to pull him up, cuff him and take him in.
And this guy's coming here to my city?
I believe so, yes.
God I hate tourists!
So he is coming.
A few hours ago they found a body of a border patrol officer in a service station restroom.
They sealed the bridge immediately but they can't be sure he didn't make it across.
He made it.
I came to offer you... My friend Detective Vecchio is waiting downstairs.
He's willing to place you under protective custody until Geiger's apprehended.
That long, eh? They must have quite the budget.
The FBI's been notified and the state troopers are watching the roads,
so as soon as they're sure that he's--
What? That he's coming after me? They want proof? Then show them this.
Show them my leg. Seventeen years ago I didn't have to take these to walk, huh?
That what it cost to bring him in. He's been on the road for a week now. How many cops has he killed?
Two that we know of.
Well that brings his total up to twelve. Your
friend got twelve more cops he's willing to lose?
I put Geiger away.
He's not going to stop until he finds me and does the same.
So what do you plan to do. Keep running?
Hey look, you came here and you warned me.
I appreciate it but what I do or where I'm going, is none of your damn business.
You know, I was reading my father's diary. It's the day you pulled him off the icepack.
I was 30 years old then.
So what?
Do I look I'm 30? Look like I'm 40? That was--
that was when your father and I thought we were immortal.
Boy, were we wrong! Look what happened to him. Look what happened to me.
You're still the same man who brought in Geiger when nobody else could!
I'm not the man I used to be. Right now I'm just a guy who sits behind a desk.
No, I'm a guy who's running. For his life. Who's ashamed of what he's become.
No, you're not. You're Buck Frobisher. And you know exactly who you are.
The only question is, how long can you keep running from that...
If you need money or, uh, plane ticket...
No, I'm moving on tonight. I'll send you a postcard.
He didn't go for it, did he? So what do you want to do?
Nothing. There's nothing we can do for him. Would youdrive me home?
I have to be at work early tomorrow.
Sure.
Okay. That's it.
Hop on, son. We have a villain to catch.
You ran away but you brought your dress uniform with you?
No, I rented it. If we don't catch him by Tuesday, I have to pay extra. Ready?
Ready.
Taxi!
Okay.
So where do we start?
What I know about the south side, everything tells me that's where he's headed.
Geiger, Harold. Ooo! He's a nasty one.
Any known accomplices, girlfriend, cellmates? Anybody in the city he might try to shack up with?
Local boys. Here we go. Ho, Walter...Um, robbery, multiple counts, currently on parole. Trager,James.
Armed robbery, manslaughter, currently on parole. Welker, George,
murder one,attempted murder, mayhem, armed robbery, assault with a deadly weapon...
On parole.
Escaped and at large. I'm printing out last knowns, but
the parole office could have more current addresses. I'll call when I get them.
Thank you kindly, Elaine.
You're a gem, Elaine. Come on boys. Let's move.
We appreciate your thoughtfulness, Miss.
Now there's a country that knows what to export.
Absolutely.
Okay. This is going to take some teamwork so listen up. Here's how it's going to be.
I go to the front door, you stay in the car. I go into the bar, you stay in the car.
I question the locals of the whereabouts of one Walter Ho, you stay in the car.
When I get back here, where do I find you guys?
In the car?
Exactly.
Let's go.
Right. Oh--Dief, when I come back I expect to find you in the car.
Oh, uh, before we go in,there's something I should tell you.
Hey, hey, Chuck! Long time, no see.
Get out of here, Vecchio. Get the hell out of my bar. I don't need any more trouble!
Aw, come on, Chuck. You worry too much.
I just got this place put back together. You know how much it cost?
I can't even get insurance anymore because of you! Someone get this goof out of here.
Look, Chuck, I'm just looking for a little--
Look, Chicago PD, pal. Don't make me use my gun. That's it. That's my gun, don't make me use it.
May I have your attention please?
Thank you.
Could I have one quick word?
Anybody carrying illegal firearms please place them on the bar. You're under arrest.
That's very good. Now place them on the bar.
You see, I've been here before, and what I've found is this is--
Ah...right. Local custom. All right. We're prepared to overlook the firearms infractions,
it being hunting season and all.No, no, sir, you keep that.
All we want is information on the whereabouts of one Walter Ho.
You want to know where Ho is?
You see, it's usually at this point that they'll start shooting,
so if might I suggest we take cover behind that small wall there.
Vincent, tell them where your father is.
956 Dearness St.
Thank you, young man.
Excuse us. Very nice people these Americans. You hear these stories but...
I'm telling you, this is a waste of time. There's no way he
gave you the right address. I mean this is the guy's father.
You're right. Could be a trap. Now, we go in ready for trouble.
All right. Nobody move!
Get your hands on the table. Get those daubers where I can see 'em.
You pops - hands in the air!
Oh, sorry.
Did anybody check this guy's birthday before we started out on this manhunt?
Walter Ho was 91 years old. Wouldn't you say the trail's a tad cold?
Might have worked with Geiger early in his career.
Early in his career?! This guy started out with the James gang. All right, where to next?
907 Mill Street Rd. I've run into this guy before.
We're not going to find him in any bingo parlor.Trager, James.
Born, February 13th 1937. Died November 2nd 1993.
Okay, I'll get the shovel, you handle the interrogation.
That man was several years younger than me. You know,
I always used to think that I'd want to see my enemies in their graves before I die.
Strange feeling. Now that it's actually happened.
All right, George Welker. We have no whereabouts on him.
He escaped from Pelican Bay eight months ago. Maybe the FBI has a lead.
I think we've covered enough ground for today.
Sergeant? We will find him.
We always do.
Think you can find our way home?
I'm here 24 hours a day. Where's the guy behind the desk?!
The roof.
That man's been working out.
My God.
All right, stay here. Nobody gets on this floor.
How is he?
They got the bleeding stopped right away. It looks like he's out of danger.
What did they get him with, a knife?
Very deep. Doctors seem to know what they're doing.
Damn it. He in there?
Recovery. Soon as they know he's okay, they'll move him.
You know, I can't believe it. I mean like -- it's like Fraser was invincible. I mean...
Yeah, happens to the best of us.
Yeah.
DOA?
Knife wound.
You've got the room to yourself. Are you really a Mountie?
Yes, ma'am.
You know I got a nephew in Canada. His name is Gerald Simpson, you know him?
Yes.
Really? You know I was, um...You're not supposed to be in here yet.
Yeah, I know that. There's a cop outside. Would you like to report me?
Thank you very much.
How's it going?
They tried to cut off my boots.
No!
Right up the side. I wouldn't let them.
Well I don't blame you. Lose a leg, sure, but a good pair of boots isn't easy to replace.
Does it hurt?
Yes, Ray.
Would you like a little more fluid?
No, thanks. How's Dief?
Oh, I rented him Rin Tin Tin, he's thrilled.
Thanks. Is Sergeant Frobisher out there?
Yeah. Would you like me to send him in?
Please.
Oh, I'm gonna, um, go down to the store. Do you want anything?
Like what?
Oh, I don't know, I was thinking maybe The Yukon Gazette or Toboggan Today.
No, I'm fine.
Okay.
How are you doing?
I'm okay. I wanted you to know it wasn't your fault.
How do you figure that?
Well, he surprised me, too. I walked right into it.
Well, as I recall, you kicked your way into it, and you won't be doing that again too soon.
No, it doesn't look like it.
It'll get well if you stay off it. But that's the hard part.
You know when it happened to me I-I told myself,
You get back up and get out there or they're gonna put you behind a desk.
Oh. I can't imagine that-- I'm sorry.
Well, there's worse places. We visited one yesterday.
I think, um, I think you should take up Ray's offer.
Protective custody, yeah. Be the smart thing to do. Well. You take it easy, get some rest.
Yeah, that would be the smart thing to do.
You remember that wallet that you stitched for your father when you were just a little kid?
He showed you that?
He used it until it started to fall apart and he used it even after then.
When I brought him out that time - it must have fallen out of his pocket and got loste.
When he got out of the hospital, the first thing he did was go back up there to try to find it.
Did he?
Yeah.
Excuse me, sir, you can't be up here.
Down there! Down there!
Call it in! Call it in!
Drop it! Drop it!
Stand clear, I said! Stand clear!
Ow. Did he make it?
He threw himself down an elevator shaft.
He made it. Where's Buck?
Ow. Ow. Ray, could you?
Do I have to?
Thanks, Ray.
Where the hell did Frobisher go?
After Geiger.
Where are you going?
To get my uniform.
Then what?
Then we go after Frobisher. Ow.
Oh yeah, this makes sense. We got half the police department after this guy,
but is he going to worry about that? No, he's got two limping Mounties on his tail.
Ow. Ow.
Stand back, son. There's a villain on the loose.
Taxi!
Hey!
George? Harold. Look, I need some help.
Not again!
Slow down a little...stop.
What? You see another bent twig?
No, it's a gum wrapper and there appears to be something inside.
Of course there is--disease! Someone had that in their mouth. Now don't be opening that in my car.
Geiger gave up smoking in prison, using nicotine gum.
Oh that's good. God forbid he should have any bad habits. Oh no!
You're tasting things again? Oh that is the grossest thing that I've ever seen!
It's nicotine, all right. I see it.
What? More gum?
No a red uniform.
Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow.
Did you find the gum?
Yes.
He's in there and he's got company.
How many?
Five, heavily armed.
That's it. We call in a tactical team.
You call in anybody you want. I'm going in there myself .
You think that's a wise idea?
There's no discussion here, Buck.
Look. One week ago that man in there stole my self-respect. At least I let him steal it.
Now I want him to know I'm taking it back, now. I'm going in alone.
I understand.
You understand?! Let me suggest another interpretation to you.
That is the stupidest reason I've ever heard in all my life!
All right.
I won't be long.
Oh, one thing.
If we should happen to feel that he's also stolen something from us...
Well, you come too.
Good.
This has gone far enough. Okay. Let me point something out to you
that your sharp Mountie eyes might have missed. See those windows up there?
There are men in those windows with sniper scopes and high-powered rifles.
Do you see any cover between here and there? No.
Which means there's no way to get from here to there without being seen or killed.
He's absolutely right.
Which is a shame because if there was, I'd be the first to say, 'Let's do it.'
Hmm...Unless....
I've never been so humiliated in all my life
Would you hold the lantern a little higher, Ray?
If we bump the sides we'll have to return the canoe scuffed.
Do you have any idea what's in this water?
I would suspect a high percentage of ammonia, phosphorus and cyanide.
Wrong. Rats. Rats this big. And you know what they're doing?
They're laughing at us. I'm in a canoe with two
wounded Mounties and I'm being humiliated by rats.
I think we're getting close.
It's been seven hours, Harold, he's not coming.
He's coming. I laid out a trail of clues for him even a blind man could follow.
And he'll bring the whole damn Chicago PD.
I know him. He will come alone.
You see any squad cars? I want to hear about it before they get here!
Ow. Ow.
Will you please take these?
Well, I try to stay away from non-prescription medicines, Ray.
It's aspirin.
Still it has side effects.
Just take 'em.
All right All right.
I'll take a couple of those.
Okay, now the way I see it is, I'm the only one with a gun, right?
Right.
So let's take 'em one at a time.
Excuse me!
Good plan.
Let's split up.
Excuse me
Hello? Thank God!
Thanks.
No problem.
He's not gonna...?
Nooo!
Not this time!
See you again.
I'll be waiting.
If you get a chance, shoot him.
You stay off that leg now.
I'll do that. Did you call Julie?
Yeah, she's going to pick me up at the airport. You know about her and Bruce.
Yeah, I was sorry to hear that.
That happens. She was in love with someone else.
So she said. You know the fellow.
Yeah. Nice guy. Kind of guy who'd never let a friend down.
Sounds like a good man.
Yeah. Goodbye, Fraser.
Good bye.
Taxi!
Can I offer you a ride?
Absolutely.
Ready?
Let's go, son. We've got a plane to catch.
End