651
[Panting]
652
I pity the fool.
653
Anyone I know?
654
Maybe.
655
Let it go.
656
You first.
657
[Panting]
658
I don't know how I...
659
I don't belong here.
660
Come on...
meant to do this, son.
661
You know more about me
than I do?
662
Hey, this bag knows more
about you than you do, James.
663
It's in you.
664
It's in your blood.
665
Aah!
666
BURKE: Mama Land's crabs1
667
from the Circle's fourteenth
in Saigon...
668
best crabs in the world.
669
This place... second-best.
670
Okay, why don't you
just go ahead?
671
Go ahead and ask me.
672
Did you know him?
673
No.
674
I met him once.
675
Falklands... around '89.
676
[Chewing, crunching]
677
What was he...
what was he doing there?
678
Think, son.
I can't tell you specifics2.
679
I just can't.
680
I can't even /confirm/i
his mission3.
681
I can't.
682
He used to tell me stories.
683
He'd say, uh...
684
when they'd hit one,
the desert would rain oil.
685
That's what he did, James.
He told stories.
686
Yeah.
687
And he lied.
688
That doesn't mean
he didn't love you.
689
What was he, really?
690
What did he do?
691
You gotta come off it, kid.
You really do.
692
Because you keep looking back,
693
you're gonna miss
your whole life.
694
It's a mystery
you cannot solve.
695
Who is...
who is Edward Clayton?
696
Well, among many things,
he was James Clayton's father.
697
Also, he was someone else.
698
[Crunching continues]
699
He was a spook, James...
just like me.
700
Just like you.
