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Nice. Very nice.

Very, very nice.

But I was talking about the pool.

It's a very, very nice pool.

Go on, boss.

Take a best shot.

Are you ready? Yeah.

Would you like to try it, Howard?

No, no thank you.

Oh! He went again.

He never blinked an eye.

Ah, come on.

Uh, anything else, Mr. Dorian?

Oh, enjoy yourself.

Mr. Jamison?

Excuse me, I'll be right back.

Hello.

I was beginning to think you weren't
going to make it.

Sorry, a meeting downtown took longer
than we expected.

Fine, just as long as you got here.

Sergeant Ed Browns to Wayne Doris. To
Dorian.

I do add my pleasure. Please, call me
Wayne. We were just admiring your place.

We do have a few goodies here.

We'll be happy to show them to you
later. First, I want you to meet some

terrific people.

Excuse me.

Hello, Wayne.

Rona.

Good to see you. How have you been? It's
been a long time.

I know.

I hope you don't mind my being here.

Not at all. You know you're always
welcome.

I am?

Of course.

When you have a few moments, I'd like to
talk with you, okay?

For you, I'll make the time.

You have fun now.

See you later.

Howard!

This is Chief Ironside, Sergeant Ed
Brown, Howard Jameson, my partner and my

friend. How do you do? And this is
Nicky, his lovely daughter and my

girlfriend. Aha, your only girlfriend.

I'll bite your nose off.

Hello. She finds out. I can't tell you
how delighted I was when Wayne told me

you'd agree to an interview for our
magazine.

An article on law enforcement is
important right now, and your magazine

a lot of people. We like to think we
exert some influence on public opinion.

We'll give you our complete cooperation.

then next Friday is all right with you.
Fine. I'll be looking forward to reading

it. Now, if you'll all excuse me, I
think I'd better get into something dry.

Again, my butcher.

See you later, partner. Okay, Dan.

Jay, what would you like to drink?

Straight bourbon, please.

Same, thank you.

Two bourbons, please.

I work with a tape recorder and then
edit later. That's okay with you?

Fine. And the same thing holds true with
photographs. Are there any photographs

that you don't like?

Wayne,

what is it?

I'm fine. I'm fine.

Do me a favor. Get me my pain pills,
will you? You know where they are?

Are you sure you're all right? I'm fine.

I'm fine. Just do what I say, will you,
babe?

Excuse me.

Got this bum back.

The doctor has me in a brace. Doesn't do
much good.

It feels like I was hit with a baseball
bat.

Would you turn around, please?

Why?

I know that

you're an important man, but I really
don't understand.

I don't understand.

Yeah, Sammy went to the house with that
guy in a wheelchair.

Thank you.

You're a very lucky man.

This brace is all that kept you from
being killed.

Remind me to send my doctor a thank you
note.

Right through the jacket and the shirt.

Just doesn't make sense.

Why would anyone want to kill me?

I'm sure I wouldn't know.

Would you have any ideas?

A man of my position is bound to make
some enemies, but...

Actually, deliberately plan a murder
now.

Any threats on your life? Phone calls?

Letters? No phone calls. Letters?

Hundreds of kook letters every year.

Listen to this one.

Dorian, you are a degenerate.

The corruption that fills the pages of
your magazine will pollute and destroy

the minds of millions that must not be
allowed to exist. You must not be

to exist.

Signed, unsigned.

It's one of the mild ones, the really
heavy ones I print.

Do you keep a file of those letters?

Of course.

But most of them are unsigned.

I'd like to see them anyway.

I'd also like the names of your guests
and staff.

My guests?

Surely you don't suspect any of my
guests. It's routine to suspect

Mr. Ironside, we have a lot of very
important people at this party.

movie stars, athletes.

Very important people commit crime.

I'll get you the list.

Excuse me.

Nothing inside the grounds, but I found
fresh tire tracks outside the wall.

Motorcycle. And this .30 -06 casing.

Someone could have climbed on the wall,
fired through the trees, and then taken

off. That would clear all the guests at
this party, wouldn't it?

How come none of us heard the shot? He
could have used a silencer.

Which would probably mean we're dealing
with a probe.

What do I tell my guests?

For now, nothing.

You mean you don't want them to know
what happened?

Not just yet. That goes for your staff
as well.

Just let the party continue?

Yes. I'd like to keep everyone in one
place for a while.

Fine.

I don't think I'd get much sleep tonight
anyway.

Not exactly handling this like a Steve
McQueen, am I?

I've been looking all over for you.

I had to change my jacket. I spilled a
drink on the other one.

Oh, here are your pills. Thank you. I'm
much better now.

Look, let's go sneak in a set of tennis
before dinner, okay? Come on.

Fine, but I play. You watch. Look, my
back is fine.

And that's the way we want to keep it.

He forgets he's a tired old man.

But I still dig his bones.

These children have no respect for their
elders these days. Gentlemen, the house

is yours. Please feel free to use
whatever you need.

Let's go.

We're not exactly going by the book on
this one. Sometimes you have to bend a

few rules.

Sometimes we have the names of the
guests and the staff.

Get Mark and Fran to check them out. All
right.

I'll have the lab look into those tire
tracks.

I'll talk to the parking attendant.

Have him report anyone who tries to
leave.

You know, you were right next to Dorian
when he was shot.

Suppose the bullet wasn't meant for him.

You've thought of that.

Thanks.

Uh, you know, last week, uh, there was
some girl here who lost one of her, uh,

contact lenses in there.

She had me diving around for hours, you
know.

Hey, uh, Joey Gallardo.

Ed Brown.

Ed Brown, huh?

Yeah, I work for Mr. Dorn, you know.
I'm, uh, his trainer, uh, help him keep

shape, things like that.

You take a good punch.

I saw you earlier.

Hey, look, you want to work out a little
later? We got a gym here, a sauna that

works.

Yeah, thanks.

I may take up on it.

Okay. Hey, any time, you know.

You were right. He ricocheted into the
pool.

Looks like the same caliber.

I'll get him to the lab.

I'd like to complete reports as soon as
possible.

His back issue is a bachelor?

Yeah, he might tell us something, and
when you get back, you can help me go

through the rest of them.

Just don't tear out the centerfold.

Good shot, pumpkin!

Wayne, I wanted to have a chance to have
a chat with you about something that's

been troubling me.

Huh? That article, the layout you're
planning for our next issue, Satanic

Alcohol Clubs in San Francisco.

What about it? Well, I find the material
distasteful, and the pictures of the

rituals, they're disgusting.

Howard, satanic code clubs are very in
right now. People want to read about

them. Not them, but not in the pages of
The Bachelor. We're above that sort of

thing.

Howard, you've expressed disapproval of
a great many articles recently. Now,

that's not like you.

You were content to let me decide on the
policy for The Bachelor. That's because

I was satisfied with what you were
doing.

But now you're getting away from the
policy that we thought The Bachelor

to have.

I am.

Yeah. Wayne, you're pandering to our
readers.

Sex, tasteless sex. Howard!

Our circulation has increased 32%. I am
not talking about increased circulation.

I'm talking about the quality of the
articles that go into our publication.

The article on Chief Ironside, you
proved that. Oh, that, that, that's

excellent. I'm delighted with that. Now,
why don't you do more of that sort of

thing and less of that other garbage?

Howard, I tried to set a ballot.

Sometimes I miss, but most of the time,
I'm successful. Now, I understand what

you're saying, and I sympathize with it.

But times change, and so do people's
ideas. And as long as I am in charge of

Bachelor,

the magazine will change with them.

Maybe you're right.

Maybe I am a little behind the times
with the new morals.

But Wayne, I, Al Jemison.

I find it difficult to change.

Please don't.

Stay just like you are. I value your
criticism.

Just as much as I value your friendship.

Perfect.

Four -two.

I'll be back in a minute, you guys.

Hey, Pumpkin, your backhand is getting
pretty good.

Thank you.

How do you like my backhand, sir?

Wicked. Just like you.

This is the way I like it. I don't know
why I spend all my time chasing a stupid

tennis ball around the court when I like
this so much better.

Anybody want to finish this set for me?
You finish this set, and if you win, I

will buy you an ice cream cone.

Oh, promises, promises.

Hey, Dad, I remember when you used to
warn me about men like him.

Well, don't you worry. You're still my
best and first boyfriend.

As you hope so, Pop.

I'll see you guys later.

Did you warn her about guys like me?

I might have, a long time ago.

You don't approve of Nikki seeing me, do
you?

I only question it. Why?

Because she's so young?

That, in fact, has been so many women in
your life, more talented, more

beautiful, more worldly than Nikki. So?

I've watched how you've treated them.
And how is that, Howard?

Rather badly.

You use people like you do with so many
other things.

And when they're no longer of any value,
you replace them.

Maybe it's different with Nikki.

Heard I'll give serious consideration to
what you said about the magazine.

See you later. Take care.

Lab reports.

Everything.

Ballistic sure is it?

Positive.

And it makes things different, doesn't
it?

I don't know.

Did you find anything in those?

Maybe. Take a look at that.

Oh, sure. I remember.

Gallardo and some other fighters lost
their licenses because of this. Now he

works for the man who destroyed his
career.

No.

This could tie in with that ballistics
report.

Hi. Thought you might want to take a
break.

Have a bite to eat.

Maybe a little later.

Find anything else?

You've roughed up a few people. Can't be
too gentle and expect to sell

magazines. I suppose not.

You know, I just read the ballistics
report on this shell casing we found.

And? It found this bullet in the
swimming pool. It's the one that was

you, but it wasn't fired from this
casing.

You sure?

It was fired only once.

But markings on the bullet clearly
indicate it was fired from a reload

that's been fired more than once.

Meaning?

Most expert riflemen reload their own
cartridges.

Makes for better accuracy and saves
money.

And why was this casing out there?

My guess is it was planted there.

The gunman wanted us to find it.

Why would he do that? To make us think
he was outside the wall when he shot

And it could have been someone at this
party.

Well... Think we'll try it again?

It'd be stupid if he did.

But it's possible.

Anything's possible.

A couch on the rock, please. A couch on
a rock, please.

Don't worry.

For my father.

He'll stick to the old orange juice.

That's the only way.

You got a nice party tonight.

They always are.

I'll see you.

Yeah.

You're Nikki Jamison.

Yes, who are you?

I'm Rona Martin.

Hello.

You're Wayne's current girlfriend,
aren't you?

Current and funny.

As you are now, so once was I.

As I am now, so shall he be.

What's that all about?

It's a quotation from some old
gravestone somewhere.

I should think of it now.

How's it going, Joey?

Well,

I got no complaints, Ron. He never did
complain, even when he used you for his

nasty little jokes.

Hey, nobody uses me. Don't talk that way
to me.

What was that little goody by the pool?
Don't tell me you like getting hit in

the stomach.

All right, well...

That's different.

You were beautiful, Joey.

I used to go to all of your fights.

The way you moved was beautiful.

Look, I'm a little busy. And the only
time anyone ever took a shot at you was

when you wore boxing gloves and you got
well paid for it. Are you just cool? I

want to hear it. And now you let
somebody like him take a cheap shot at

$20 and you say you're not being used.

What about you? What about me?

Then what about you, Ron?

Remember one time you said to me, Joey,
I want to be different from everybody

else. I want to walk away from him.
Remember you said that?

Well, what are you doing here, Rona?

You ain't no different.

You're no different from nobody.

Unusual has happened.

You all know Chief Ironside. I will let
him tell you about it.

Earlier today, an attempt was made on
Mr. Dorian's life.

What?

Wayne, is this a joke?

I wish it were.

Some nut shot at me. You know that brace
I was wearing?

It's the only thing that saved me.

Do you know who it was? Not yet.

Why didn't you tell us before?

I asked him not to.

I wanted to do some checking first.

Now, I would like to talk with everyone.

Anyone who leaves will be subject to
arrest.

Just my luck.

I should be very angry at you.

You talked to eight people before you
got to me.

I was beginning to feel neglected.

I always save the best for last.

As it should be.

You want to play a game?

Maybe. Later.

You go to many of these parties?

Well, I used to go to all of them.

Now it seems necessary to sneak in the
back door when no one is looking.

You mean you crashed this one?

I sure did.

But you worked for Dorian at one time,
didn't you? I worked for his magazine.

As a model.

How'd you get?

It wasn't hard. You're beautiful.

Thank you.

That was nice.

You were also his girlfriend, weren't
you?

Another guess?

He told me.

What else did he tell you?

That you wanted to marry him.

And? And that you got upset when he
turned you down.

I'd say that.

I think I tried to scratch his eyes out.

You said you almost did.

Well, you know, a woman scorned and all
that.

Why did you crash this party?

I like people and parties. Not good
enough.

Maybe I like Wayne Dorian.

I like what we had a few years ago. It
was good.

It meant something.

I thought if we saw each other again...
But you can't go back, can you?

No.

No.

Dorian told me he called you last week.

Sent you out on an assignment to
Hollywood.

It wasn't an assignment. It was supposed
to be an interview. What kind of

interview? For a television commercial.

An automobile company was going to build
a national campaign around the girl

they picked. What happened?

They wanted someone ten years younger.

Didn't Dorian know that when he sent
you?

Yes, he knew.

But you win some, you lose some.

Does that automobile company advertise
in Dorian's magazine?

About $3 million worth every year. I
suppose when their executives come to

Hollywood, they like to be entertained.

Oh, yes. It's playtime all the time.

Dorian could furnish them that
entertainment, couldn't he?

Now, listen, Mr. Policeman.

I was a top model for nine years.

A top, legitimate model.

I wanted that job.

I needed it very badly.

But not that bad.

I have never wanted a job that bad.

I don't believe Wayne had the right to
think he could use me just to keep a

client happy. You came here to tell him
that? To tell him.

Not to shoot him.

Do you have any more questions?

No.

on leaving, are you?

We might talk later.

All right.

I have no place to go.

Hi, Chief.

I think I've got a couple of things for
you.

Go ahead, Fred.

On Joey Gilardo first, former boxer,

His license after... We've got that.

Anything else on him?

Was fired from a couple of jobs after
that.

Then was arrested for armed robbery.

He's out on parole now.

That I didn't know.

There's one other thing that might
interest you.

Howard Jameson. He was once a member of
International Rifle Club.

Was one of their top marksmen.

Thank you, Frank.

We'll be in touch.

Hello? How's it going?

Nailed anybody in?

No, not yet.

What did my friend Rona have to say?

She was very honest with me.

Sorry to hear that.

Rona?

She has much too much class to use a
gun. Rona's much more the scratch and

type. I wouldn't be too sure.

Maybe not.

Sir, aren't that some of my guests are
getting restless?

Oh, I'm afraid I can't let them go just
yet.

I'll keep the food and booze flowing.

Mr. Dorian, did you know that Howard
Jameson was an expert marksman?

Yes.

Matter of fact, he designed the indoor
target range I've got here. Any problem

between you two?

Now look, Howard Jameson is my best
friend.

Without him, Bachelor magazine never
would have gotten past the idea stage.

believed in me, and he backed his belief
with money.

And you get along well.

We have occasional differences over the
type of material that goes into the

magazine, but that's to be expected. You
said you had a target range on the

grounds. It's one of the goodies I was
telling you about.

Then let's see it.

Of course.

Anytime.

I may also want to use it.

Got it, and here it is.

Very nice.

It's got a nice pull, too.

This way.

All right, now let's have the show with
a half load.

See how we did.

Hey.

Here's the lab report on the motorcycle
patch.

They came from a big bike.

Probably in a 350cc class.

And a late model.

And a foreign make. Right.

Never lost your touch, Chief.

Well, this is where the regulation load
hit.

And this is what the half load did.

Makes a big difference, doesn't it?
Difference between Dorian being alive

dead. Why would a gunman use a half a
load to shoot him? That's all you have

find out.

Of course, it could have been a full
load.

If the ammunition were old or if there
were moisture in the casing, it wouldn't

have the same impact.

And if a silencer was used, that could
make a difference.

I agree, but it does give us more to
work with.

Try and check and see if any of the help
owns a motorcycle.

And Ed, I'd like you to go climb a tree.

See anything?

Not from here.

What happens if I fall?

You'll probably hurt yourself.

Thank you. You're welcome.

Chief, I got something for you.

Well? I found a motorcycle near the
garage.

Matches the lab's description.

It belongs to Joey Gallardo.

I'll pick him up. What's leaving you in
trouble?

Yeah, the bike belongs to me.

So what?

You think it might have had something to
do with the shooting?

You're not going to try to nail me with
this, are you?

You don't think I had anything to do
with it? Could be.

Oh, no, look, you're wrong.

Come on, you guys, we've got to talk. Go
ahead.

You know about me? I know a few things.

Mr. Dorian, he tell you?

No, his magazine. I read the article.

Oh, yeah.

I know all that stuff.

I had to do what they tell me.

Brother, they say, Joey, you take a
dive. I took a dive.

There's nothing I can do. You don't play
games with these guys, you do, and you

get two busted hands, you know what I
mean? Could have gone to the police.

Are you kidding?

You know, I come from all the cops that
were done for me to get me in trouble,

not out of it.

You guys know I had done time?

Yes. Look, maybe what you don't know is
that Mr. Dorian, he's the one that got

me paroled.

He gave me a job and everything. Now,
why would I try to shoot him? It don't

make sense, does it? You could have gone
to the top, Joey. You made a lot of

money.

Dorian destroyed all that for you with
the article.

No, it wasn't him. It was me.

It was me. I'd done it to myself.

I was a big boy. I knew the scene.

And so I got nailed.

It's just the way it is.

Listen, Mr. Dorian, me, we got no
hassle.

No matter what you think, you gotta
believe me.

He's been very straight with me, and I'm
grateful to him.

And you gotta believe me.

I just want you to know that.

All right, Joey.

Thank you for telling us.

What happens now?

I'll talk with you later.

All right.

See you a little later.

Hmm.

You know something?

Because I let you beat me at tennis.

Don't joke.

I mean it.

Sorry.

Kind of like you, too.

Wayne?

Please.

Let's just get in the car and take off.

Yeah, do that. You know that.

Not until this mess is cleaned up.

Here.

Whoever it is could just...

Then I can try to kill you again.

That's fine.

Better rock the thing right here. It's
safer with the piece around.

I suppose.

I just want this whole thing to be over
so I can have you all to myself.

All in good time, my love.

So far, looks just about like any other
tree.

Hold it.

What is it?

I think we've just hit the jackpot.

Come on down.

Blow it.

Like you said.

You know, we're dealing with one smart
cookie.

Oh, Joey, have you seen my daughter
around anywhere?

Not lately. No, sir, I haven't. Thanks.

She's probably with Wayne.

Oh.

Thank you, Miss Martin. You needn't feel
uncomfortable.

Your daughter didn't displace me. She
liberated me.

I'm free now.

Well, that's good. That's fine.

I've come to know Wayne Dorian for what
he really is.

I'll talk to you later, Miss Martin. You
don't really like him either.

What makes you say that?

You couldn't.

At the very least, you're a gentleman.

He's a barracuda.

I think maybe you've had a little much
to drink.

Just enough.

The last time you mentioned, Mr. Dorian,
you were talking about marrying a

barracuda. Oh, I know.

But I've been sitting here thinking,
wondering why.

What was it about Wayne? What is it
about him?

His looks are certainly far from
irresistible. And the charm, that's

too.

It was the power he held.

Power.

Women are attracted by power.

I was.

And I didn't even know it.

If Wayne had been a huge salesman
instead of the editor of Bachelor, I

wouldn't have cared.

Sour grapes.

Mr. James, if you have any influence
over your daughter, get her away from

She'll get torn up.

Excuse me.

Wouldn't you say that this has to be the
exact spot where Dorian was standing?

Would you say it's the exact spot?

Well, if it wasn't, he wouldn't have
been shot.

If we stay here much longer, people are
going to talk.

Let them. I couldn't care less.

Excuse me.

I hope I'm not interrupting.

Not at all, Howard.

Nicky and I have something to tell you.
Yeah?

We're going to be married.

He just asked me.

It took me all of two seconds before I
said yes.

Have you set a date yet?

As soon as possible.

Maybe even tomorrow.

What about this other matter, this
attempt on your life?

I'm sure the police will catch whoever
did it. And you know me, Howard.

I'm not about to alter my life for
anyone.

Nicky and I love one another. We want to
get married. That's all that matters.

Say you approve, Dad.

It means so much to us.

The only thing that matters to me is
your happiness.

And you are happy, aren't you, Punkin?

Oh, I'm very happy.

Then I'm happy, too.

And I do approve.

Oh, thank you, Dad.

Take good care of her, Wayne.

Keep her happy.

I will, Howard.

Let's have a drink to celebrate.

Uh -uh.

I will make them.

Are you positive our friend will try
something tonight?

Yes, before the others leave.

I want you and Fran to check out the
area that faces the living room and the

den. Aye. I'll go by the guest house,
meet you back here in ten minutes.

Exactly.

Something I'd like to show you, Howard.
I think you will also approve of this.

Oh, what's that?

Remember that spread we spoke about
earlier around the satanic occult clubs?

Yes, I remember it. You were absolutely
right.

It's just too messy. I've decided to
junk it.

Well, I'm very glad to hear that, Wayne.
I'm going to substitute a full -color

layout on the discovery of the Inca
temple ruins in Peru.

Well, that is marvelous.

I made a trip to Peru just last month to
visit those ruins. I know. That's where

I got the idea. You were always a
frustrated archaeologist.

I was wondering if you'd help me choose
which shots to use.

I'd be delighted, Wayne.

Here. Take your time. Oh, thank you.

Found the rifle.

Remote controlled.

Pointed right at the study.

Lovely.

That is the north wing of the temple
where the tomb was placed.

I love the faces of the natives, don't
you? Yeah, they're beautiful.

Wayne, these are all excellent pictures.
I wouldn't know which ones to select.

Maybe we fatten the issue. Use them all.

Oh, I don't know. Those decisions are
your department.

Maybe it's time you made a few of those
decisions, Howard.

Time you didn't more than just put your
money into the magazine. After all,

we're going to be family. It's only
right we should be working close

I'm finished with my investigation.

For now.

I told your guests they could leave.

Would you like a drink?

Yes, thank you. I'll get it.

A straight bourbon.

These stone idols are particularly
fascinating.

It's a special layout Wayne is planning
for the magazine, Inca Ruins, Peru.

Just one month ago, I was in the middle
of those ruins, right there.

Thank you.

I remember reading about your trip.

Oh, did you?

Should make a very interesting article.

Well, we think so.

Wait. Don't be alarmed.

I'm sure no one's hurt. But what
happened?

Can't your men put a stop to this? We
think we know who's doing it.

But you obviously haven't arrested him
yet. No.

Not yet, Mr. Dorian.

The bullet that hit you came from a
rifle.

From the distance it was fired, it would
have been impossible for the brace to

have stopped it from completely going
through you.

And how did it happen? I'll come to
that.

We went over the grounds carefully, very
carefully.

Found a tree near the line of fire that
had fresh marks on it. What kind of

marks? Clamp marks.

Marks that could only have come from a
vice, one strong enough to hold a rifle.

Hold it steady. The gunman clamped the
rifle to a tree, fired it from there?

Exactly.

And he was over a hundred feet away when
he did it. That doesn't make any sense.

It will when you understand how he did
it.

How did he do it?

We both know the answer to that, don't
we, Mr. Dorian?

Have it, please.

The rifle was fired by means of this
remote control unit.

You're saying that Wayne deliberately
shot at himself?

Yes. Well, that's ridiculous.

Wayne?

Well, that doesn't make any sense. Why?

To throw suspicion away from himself.

The shot you just heard, that was the
real one.

Or it was supposed to be.

The bullet would have come crashing
through that window.

I would have gone right through your
chair.

That was meant for me?

Yes.

But it was only a blank you heard. We
found the rigged rifle.

Removed the bullet.

You intended to kill me?

Just like that?

Just like that.

No.

No.

Why, Wayne?

Ask your father.

Ask my father? What does he mean?

You knew.

Weeks ago.

Knew what?

I was planning to take the magazine away
from Wayne.

See, Nicky, your father holds the
controlling interest.

I'm just hired help, well paid.

But hired help, he was planning to kick
me out.

Only because you insisted on doing what
you did, changing the policy.

I told you a half a dozen times not to
do it, but you wouldn't listen. You gave

me no choice. You told me?

Who the hell are you to tell me what to
do with my magazine? Yes, mine.

I'm the one who made Bachelor what it
is, not you, and not your money.

I wasn't going to let anybody take it
away from me.

You asked me to marry you.

Just a few minutes ago, you asked me to
marry you. Your insurance, my love.

Be my wife, your father's heir.

I control the magazine.

I want to go home, Dad. Please take me
home.

You need us for anything further?

Not for the moment.

you thought I had it all figured out.

How did I... The scratch marks you made
on the tile deck of the pool to make

certain you'd be in the exact spot when
you set off the remote control unit.

You understand why I did it?

me somebody.

Make me special.

All right.