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AMANDA -- That's hubris, darling. The only difference

you can make is what they let you. Why don't you accept

that and let yourself have some peace?

TIM: A friend of mine was killed tonight!

AMANDA: Then maybe we both should leave.

TIM: That would be cowardly.

AMANDA: I want a live husband. I don't want a dead

hero.

TIM: Do you believe we're having this conversation?

That somehow I'm involved in a huge scandal I don't

even comprehend?

AMANDA: I would never marry an ordinary man.

ALL AT ONCE THE POWERFUL SOUND OF SCUDDING

HELICOPTER ENGINES.

They turn.

WHAT THEY SEE: The windows facing the street in the

living room are suddenly brilliantly alight as two NAVY

YELLOWJACKET CHOPPERS circle overhead and begin

to hover above the suburban street.

VIEW OF SUBURBAN MARYLAND-NIGHT

The flagrantly normal, peaceful middle-class

neighborhood is awash in blinding light.

NEIGHBORS appear at their windows as one of the

passenger helicopters descends, whipping down onto the

street as two NAVY MILITARY POLICE JEEPS arrive in

front of the house of Mr. and Mrs. Prepp.