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New York, Minister.

Is it done?

Eight day time tomorrow, all right? Thank you.

I guess it's a long, hard road from beginner to prima ballerina.

Long and painful.

But for those who make it, it has its rewards.

Like premier dance suits at Covent Garden?

Or corps de ballet at Lincoln Center.

Our season's programs are on the piano.

Good morning, Jim.

Two nights ago, a priceless painting on loan to the Manhattan Museum of Art was

stolen and a guard murdered in the process.

The painting taken was a national treasure of San Marcos, a state in

America. It depicts their patron saint and has religious and patriotic

associations of vast importance to them. The loss of the painting will be seen

as a catastrophe for which the United States will be held to blame.

The man we believe devised the whole plan is the Minister for Culture, which

really means propaganda.

His name is Rafael Ocha. He is ambitious to gain more power.

The theft itself could be the work of this man, Daniel Travers.

It seems that what Travers can't buy, he steals. We suspect he financed his way

into the hotel business by stealing and dealing art to the underground market.

Your mission, Jim, should you decide to accept it.

is to find the stolen Montoya painting. Thus preserve the good name of the

United States among the people of San Marcos.

Bring Daniel Travers to justice and restore to the world the masterpieces he

stolen over the years.

As always, should you or any of your I .M. force be caught or killed, the

Secretary will disavow any knowledge of your actions.

This disc will self -destruct in five seconds.

Good luck, Jim.

Daniel Travers was in San Marco last month coordinating the exhibition on

of the Manhattan Museum of Art. He's a member of the board. But he's building

a private collection. He stole them out.

Well, we have the blueprints to his hotel. He lives in the penthouse. Maybe

has the painting hidden there.

Yeah, we'll try that first when the coast is clear.

Brad, how's your simulator coming? Nearly there. You know, all need is a

subject. Well, Travers will have a favorite artist.

Collectors always do.

My job to find out.

Ready to make contact?

Yes, the auction's in an hour. The house is reserved to see for Travers, as well

as me and one of my wealthy investors.

Yes, well, I've hired Shannon to advise me and bid for me.

I don't intend on spending a dollar of anyone's money.

We want to leave Mr. Travers thinking you're in the same game he is, dealing

stolen art.

Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen.

Thank you for being here this afternoon down near auction rooms.

We begin with this magnificent example of post -impressionism.

I refer you to the catalog for the prominence of this Picasso landscape,

has been in the owner's family since purchase from the artist himself.

The winning bidder will also acquire the original bill of sale.

Comes into the line.

Can't get any higher without his personal card.

I can fly past this. We don't have time.

Sometimes the old way is the quickest.

What are you standing around for?

All right, let's roll.

We're in.

Good. Nicholas reports they've just opened the bidding on the painting

wants. He'll head straight back, so he'll have to move fast.

Two million two. Two million two hundred thousand dollars for Mr. Rubenstein.

Going what?

Two million three. Two million three for Mr. Travers in row two.

Two million three.

Yes, Miss Novak?

Three million.

Three million. The bid now stands at three million.

Three million two.

Three million two for Mr. Travers. Three million two is the current bid for this

fine example of late post -impressionism.

Three million five hundred thousand.

Three million five.

The current bid is three million five.

Any advance on three million five?

Going one.

Going twice.

Three million eight.

Three million eight for Mr. Travers.

Any advance on three million eight?

Going one?

Going one.

So, for $3 ,800 ,000, thank you.

Congratulations.

Very well done, Daniel.

She's working for you. I just paid way too much.

Ms. Novak is a genuine bidder, I can assure you.

Showed me a letter of credit yesterday.

Jacks for a bunch of businessmen.

Philistines.

Investing purely for the money.

The fellow she's with is one.

She just cost me $600 ,000.

But I like those eyes.

Nothing in this safe that looks like a painting.

Maybe he sold them.

I'll download the memory in his fax machine.

See who he's been dealing with lately.

Jim, we're coming up empty.

For a guy like us, it doesn't keep much around here at all. And he'll have

plenty hidden somewhere, somewhere else. Look, we bugged his office.

I'll send you whatever we have in the memory of his fax machine.

Standing by.

Hello, Mr. Travers.

Mr. Peter, you were here today.

My client really wanted that painting.

So did I.

Maybe we can do business together.

Business?

I'd rather we talked pleasure.

The clients that I represent, they're not just interested in what's out there

the market.

They're also interested in what's not out there.

I don't think I follow.

I think you do.

I have a hunch that you wouldn't disappoint me on a treasure hunt.

That would all depend on what we're looking for.

A Montoya.

Montoya doesn't interest me.

Come on now, Mr. Travers.

You're on the board of the Manhattan Museum of Art.

Of course you're interested.

You've just lost the most famous Montoya of them all.

I expect that we'll meet again.

Any luck?

We found a coded message from San Marcos in his fax machine.

I think we've just cracked it.

From President Ibarra, no less.

Minister Ochoa returning to New York for urgent meeting with you before launch

of media campaign tomorrow.

Imperative you honor our deal as originally stated.

Honor among thieves.

Never has been.

Maybe this will give us something to work with.

It sounds like Travis isn't content with his end of the bargain, and he's

threatening to break it. It sounds like he's holding all the cards.

So far, he is. But we will be at Minister Roach's press conference

Ladies and gentlemen,

on behalf of the city of New York, and indeed the entire United States,

The board of this museum deeply regrets the information you're about to hear

concerning a theft of a very valuable painting on loan to us from the people

San Marcos.

I give you their Minister of Culture, the esteemed Rafael Ocha.

Ladies and gentlemen, my country has lost... its most treasured possession

due to the arrogant disregard.

You're not here to admire our impressionists, are you?

Yes, I am.

After that auction, don't say that we share the same taste.

There are only two... Two works in here that I truly admire. If I had my way,

this museum would sell off all the rest of them to buy more.

Like these.

The one artist who brought every aspect of Impressionism under masterful

control. Daring composition.

A wonderful eye for color.

Degas.

What genius.

I know the whereabouts of a missing Degas.

If you're interested.

There isn't a Degas on or off the market that I don't know about. I pay very

qualified people to keep me informed of such things.

I wasn't referring to a known Degas.

I was referring to an unknown Degas.

Obviously, your qualified people aren't doing their homework.

That's nonsense.

If you don't believe in my Degas, that's your loss.

I think you want it.

Let's talk about it right now.

I won't eat.

So here's what I propose.

I get five miles of your Gold Coast and exclusive rights to build and operate a

hotel casino.

Tax free.

Or the painting reappears and you lose all your propaganda against the United

States.

This is an outrage.

No.

business. And remember, you can't afford to expose me without ruining your own

reputations.

Relax, we have the perfect arrangement.

I'll have to discuss this with President Ibarra.

Of course.

Adios, amigo.

What's your game, Angel?

I'd like to know.

Jim, Trevor says Shannon under the knife. I'd better jump in. Max, no. Stay

clear.

We have to hold our cover, and Shannon knows that.

Now, who are you?

I told you I'm a dealer in fine art.

Some stolen, some not.

You get the picture?

You're a fence.

I'm an exceptional fence.

Well, if you are who you say you are, you might just get to live.

And the test will be your missing Degas. I want to see it.

That'll take some arranging. I'm sure we'll do it together at my place.

Travis is taking her back to his penthouse.

Jim, he wants to see the Degas.

Janet's done her part. Now it's up to us. Get back here as fast as you can

the photographs.

Max's close -ups will give us more fine detail.

Paint, texture, brush strokes.

We'll feed everything we've got on Degas into the computer.

It then assimilates all the elements of the artist's technique.

Subject, color choice, brush stroke, line depth, etc.

From there, the simulator takes over and gives us, hopefully, our lost Degas.

Well, even better.

Otherwise, we won't get any closer to his hidden gallery.

Worse than that, it could cost Shannon her life.

I don't think much of your hospitality.

You haven't earned it yet.

First, a call, then a drink.

Hello. This is your agent.

Well, this is not the best time.

I know. I'm sorry.

I'm here with a friend.

He's a patron of the arts.

He's particularly interested in dancers.

I believe you can help him find one.

One dancer does come to mind. Could he see it today?

That's rather short notice.

It's rather urgent.

Where and when?

Central Park, by the lake.

About noon.

Central Park by the lake at noon?

Uh... No, not noon. Make it five o 'clock.

Five o 'clock?

Good.

We'll expect you then.

All right.

Well done.

Now, what may I get you?

Scotch.

Neat.

A hundred -year -old canvas.

You sure that penny we scraped off wasn't worth anything?

Not at the price we paid.

You all set?

The making of a masterpiece.

It's now or never, guys.

What do you think?

I'd buy.

Remarkable.

But it's not what we think that counts.

Daniel Travers, Philip Grenier.

You have the Degas?

Of course.

I'd like to see it.

Right here?

I'm curious to know if there's any point to this exercise.

And I likewise. Are you prepared to pay my price?

I'm not about to show my discovery to somebody who's simply curious.

I'll know what it's worth if it's genuine and pay accordingly.

Show him the painting, Philip.

Trevor, you were about to view $18 million.

Satisfied?

My God.

Now, who are we trusting? Your valuer has to be not only expert, he has to be

discreet.

Uh, Brian Danmier.

He's paid to keep secrets.

Your agent knows him already.

He'll be fine.

Certainly belongs to the cracked era.

No doubt about that.

Brush stroke technique and color mix is infallible.

This is Dagar's genius at work here, Daniel.

I think your search is finally over.

I think you're right, Brian.

Now, Mr. Grenier and I have some negotiating to do.

Well, I've told you the price. Eighteen million dollars.

Non -negotiable.

That's far ahead of market value.

Then we'll wait for the market to catch up with it.

Good day, gentlemen.

Grabs, the expert called it the work of the genius. You must be the

reincarnation of Degas.

Whoa, we gotta give some credit to my simulator here.

So, uh...

Travers went for it, eh?

He went for it, all right.

I'm certain he'd kill for it.

Are you there?

Daniel.

I'm afraid the day God's going to a new home, Angel.

But trust me.

It won't go unappreciated.

You snake.

You left me no room to negotiate.

Shannon? Shannon?

You're okay.

Yeah.

I had myself pretty much covered.

And with this under the water, too.

Just in case he wasn't fooled.

Shannon's fine.

Is the bug in the painting working?

Yep. He's heading down East 54th Street.

Heading towards his hotel.

Good. Nicholas is in position.

He's going down.

Repeat, down.

I'll join you in the underground garage.

You've got to be close to the answer here.

God's history is hitting you.

Where'd he go?

The bug's been blocked.

So,

it didn't work out last night. We'll try a different approach.

How is Minister Ocha this morning?

I'd say he's looking good.

Minister Oates is wearing a black and white outfit today.

I'll fact you a reference shot.

I have discussed the situation with President Ybarra, and he agrees to your

terms. and looks forward to a new Travis resort in San Marcos.

That's wonderful.

However, he does insist that you now give me the Montoya painting for

Well, I'm glad he understands the risk of leaving it in my hands. I could

careless. You continue to threaten us, senor.

If the American government were to recover the painting, the people of San

Marcos would love us for it. and your propaganda campaign would turn to ashes.

What I need is a document from your president.

Right. Let's go.

Two police officers to see you, sir.

Show them in.

Thank you for seeing us, Minister Ocha. I'm Captain Pierce, New York Police.

This is Inspector Wilson Interpol. Well,

what can I do for you?

We're pleased to report that we found the Montoya painting that was stolen

earlier this week.

You found it?

What do you mean, you found it?

Well, we've been tracking a multinational ring of thieves, forgers,

smugglers for some time now.

Yes, it was included in a shipment bound for Japan.

The Japanese mafia.

They've been buying a lot of high -priced solenade recently.

Si.

Well, we know how important the painting is to the Republic of San Marcos. We've

just wanted to let you know officially that it's on its way back to our

Manhattan Museum of Art.

That is indeed good news.

Thank you, senor. Thank you, thank you. Thank you.

Thank you, senor.

Get me Senor Travis.

Underlay.

This is your hot dog, Captain.

I'm afraid I haven't time right now.

You play me for a fool.

The Montoya painting has been found.

Interpol is returning it to the museum as we speak.

That's impossible. I've got the Montoya.

You have nothing.

And Senor, consider your land grant cancelled.

Now, you hold on just a minute. I'm telling you that whatever you've got

back to the exhibition is a forgery.

Oh, really?

You want proof? Just get over here right now and I'll show you the real one.

I've had enough of your games.

Minister Ocha, wake up.

At this point, you cannot afford to try to second -guess me.

Park into U -Bike.

Sasha? Happy?

I'm sorry.

Are you okay?

Oh, you bad girl.

Hey, are you all right?

Stupid woman.

Are you all right, sir?

You must learn to trust me.

You are about to become the very first Official visitor.

My private gallery.

After you, Minister.

Santa Maria.

Yes. It's a visual banquet, isn't it? I built this hotel on the site of an old

bank.

Retain this interesting little hideaway.

Suits me down to the ground.

Monet.

Van Gogh.

My God.

Is this a Degas?

Yes, it is.

It's my most recent acquisition.

And as far as I'm concerned, the jewel of my collection.

This way, Minister.

I designed this security system to keep people like myself out.

There you see it.

The real Montoya.

So I take the painting now. You'll blow yourself to pieces if you do.

But you have your grant of land.

No, I don't. I just have your word on that. I told you I need a document

and sealed.

You give me that and I'll give you the Montoya to do with as you will.

Palm print identifier?

Sensor detonation?

Quite a minefield.

And here are shots of every other painting down there.

Worth millions.

But there's no sprinkler system.

No sprinkler system. That's interesting.

And officially, his secret basement doesn't exist.

So it's not included in the hotel's fire control measures.

Well, I saw smoke detectors down there, but only handheld extinguishers.

Well, there'll be a private alarm among the others we saw in his penthouse.

That could be the chink in his armor.

That could be the Achilles heel.

Grant, could you duplicate those other paintings he has?

These photos?

Yes.

Yeah? But they won't be fit for any close inspection.

It's not important. We'll have Travers moving too fast.

Go to it. You got it.

Jim, how long do you want to keep the minister under wraps?

Oh, until we need him.

We're going to force Mr. Travers to hand over the Montoya to the real minister

this time.

Store solid steel.

No wonder we lost contact with our bug.

All right, time to catch Mr. Travers on his own home ground.

Yes?

This is Raphael Orchard.

Ah, yes, I take it you've spoken with President Ybarra about my

final proposal?

Yes, I was not pleased.

Well, they should be. It's a bargain.

Yes, well, we agree with the terms.

In return for the Montoya painting.

With pleasure. Just bring the papers to my penthouse and we'll sign.

Stay here and monitor the bug at Travers Penthouse. The moment you hear the

minister's voice, give me a call. Then come and join us.

You remember me? I'm Captain Pierce.

You had a bit of an accident, fell down on the pavement, hit your head.

We're taking you to the hospital.

No, no, I've got an appointment, an urgent appointment. I must get to the

Hotel. That was kind of a nasty fall you had.

Do as I say.

Well, if you insist.

Okay, leave it to New York's finest.

Bye, Minister.

I hope you've enjoyed New York hospitality.

Let's go underground.

All right, Jim, we're just about ready.

Okay, Grant.

Minister Ochi is on his way.

Let's see the papers.

No, no.

First you must show me the real Montoya.

What? We've been through all that. What are you talking about?

Jim, now.

Get it, Grant.

Fire!

There's a fire in the gallery! My painting!

Why, thank God!

I paid him!

Help me grab something!

Don't dare to help me! You'll get my Montoya!

Later, help me!

Our deal is gone. And so is your Degas.

Unless you get me the Montoya now.

Comprete? We're through negotiating, senor.

Okay. Okay.

Okay.

Brad,

what's our status?

Set the boat now, Jim.

Here, the Montoya.

Give me my taker.

That's a lot of trouble, but a piece of rubbish.

What are you doing?

I did not want the painting, senor.

I have what I wanted, to make sure its loss is blamed on the American.

And now that it's destroyed, I don't need your help.

So you can say adios, your stretch of our beach.

Our deal is off, senor.

Adios, minister!

Nobody

double

-crosses me.

You're glad to see me, Daniel.

You should have had more respect for a genuine work of art.

Oh my God.

You'll find Daniel Travers in the basement. Make certain he's booked for

one. We'll do, Captain.

Now, get the Montoya back to the museum.

A masterpiece like this is a little too hot to handle.

Mission Impossible will be right back.

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Saturday night at 8 o 'clock.

I thought you might like to see some of the exciting things we have coming up

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We could be in more trouble than we planned before. You're here for a long

The volcano will provide your friends with a very quick death.

At Boston, Nicholas becomes the team's target when he's hypnotically programmed

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