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This is my boss, Jonathan Hart.

He's a millionaire, self -made.

And this is his wife, Jennifer.

She's quite a lady.

Oh, and that's me.

My name is Max.

I'd take care of them, which ain't easy.

Because when they met, it was murder.

Gold, me hearties.

Gold.

Stolen from my husband.

He'll run you through for this.

You're a larceness, bloke. And I'd love
to get my hands on you. I am not

fighting a lady. I'm not a lady when I
fight.

I'm

afraid

you'd come.

I'll only be a moment.

Lord has no equal, sir.

My lady, I can only do with what I've
got.

If I can't have the gold, no one can.

No one.

No one. No!

No! No!

No! No! No!

No.

No. No.

Darling.

I hate to say this, but where am I?

We're in San Francisco in a hotel.

Remember?

We're here for a charity auction,
remember?

Remember me?

I remember you.

I fell asleep.

I've had a bad dream.

Actually, it was going great until Max
spoiled it. Max?

Yeah, we were on the Explorer.

Only it wasn't the Explorer, it was a
pirate ship. Really?

Yeah, Max was the villain.

He was trying to steal our gold coins.

He was absolutely bloodthirsty.

Bloodthirsty, Mac?

I was Errol Flynn, and you were...
Maureen O 'Hara?

Oh, I loved Maureen O 'Hara.

She was the only redhead who had the
courage to wear pink.

You were wearing green.

Oh. And you were playing with my sword.

I was.

Is there any meaning in that, Dr. Freud?

Well... This I do not know, however.

What I do know is if we don't get rest
right now, we will be late for

our own journey. I think I'm falling in
love with my doctor.

Come in.

I had your suit pressed, Mr. Reich.

Oh. Look at all that fruit.

Oh, Junior.

Help yourself, Max.

Blood oranges.

My favorite.

What did I tell you?

Hey, Junior.

Now don't you run Max ragged.

You know what they say about San
Francisco, Max?

Once you've walked around it, you can
lean against it.

Have fun.

And if they auction any mugs, they span
you 78.

Snap him up.

Who's Muggsy Spanier? You gotta be
kidding, Mrs. H.

He was only the greatest cornet player
ever.

Really? Goodbye, Mac.

Muggsy Spanier?

Who's Muggsy Spanier? What's the world
coming to, Junior?

Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen.

Jennifer and I welcome you, all of our
good friends.

As you know, this is a fundraiser for
the Mission Street Orphanage, which is a

cause that is very dear to my heart, so
we hope you'll all bid on these

wonderful auction items.

As an addition, today we have this
exceptional display of gold coins, which

recovered from a 16th century Spanish
galleon off the coast of Point Reyes by

Captain Daniels and his crew on the
Explorer, which is a...

flagship for Hart Industries' Oceanic
Explorer fleet.

It's my pleasure to introduce to all of
you Captain Jeremy Daniels. Thank you.

And now we will open the silent auction,
and we hope that you will all open your

pocketbooks and your hearts for this
great cause.

But please,

no bidding on the gold.

Thank you.

And I cannot wait.

Can't wait for what?

To open my heart in your pocket.

Now, I bet you're going to be looking
for something heart -shaped, huh?

How did you know that?

Well, you're famous for it.

Well,

I would like to get some records on
Mugsy, what's his name? Spanier? Mugsy

Spanier?

You've heard of him? Sure.

So, who is he?

Cornette player at the Jazz Band Ball,
1939.

Bluebird label. Incredible.

I must have led a very sheltered life.

Captain, would you mind if my husband
gets a picture of us? We could pretend

that we were at sea on the Explorer.

Yeah, you really don't have to pretend.
One of the items up for auction this

afternoon is a full working position on
the next Explorer voyage.

Oh, I guess he's taking a bubble bath,
though. Cooler, you're right.

Oh, me? Yeah, how's that?

Perfect.

Not a Muggsy Spaniard record in the
catalog, but there is a Victrola that

have once belonged to Bugsy Siegel.

Keep looking, darling.

Oh, that's sweet.

Oh, those adorable kids.

Didn't you tell me you once had a sailor
suit like that?

Just like that.

That's me.

Are you serious?

I'm positive.

Well, then who's she?

I don't know, but I sure would like to.

Darling, if we could find her, she might
be able to tell you something about

your childhood.

Yeah, that might be something if we
could locate her.

I was about three years old when that
was taken, just before they brought me

Mission Street.

Maybe someone at the orphanage donated
it. Maybe she donated it.

Oh, this is exciting.

Mysterious faith from the past.

You're going to get these coins.

They'll be heavily guarded.

Not your problem.

The price is 12 million.

When and where?

We'll let you know when.

You send your yacht back for us. That
way it'll be up to you to get us through

customs. Once we're safely out, you give
us the money, we give you the coins,

then we disappear.

Okay?

Good.

My yacht will be at your disposal.

A glass of champagne.

Love you.

The auction inventory is here somewhere,
Mr. Hart.

There I am.

We really do keep meticulous track of
things here in Salisbury and Salisbury

auctioneers. Now, let's see.

One locket, gold, heart -shaped.

Antique.

Oh, I regret to say this item has been
reported stolen.

It disappeared before the silent bidding
ended.

Oh, I'm terribly sorry, Mr. Salisbury.

We got so excited, we just took it.

Took it?

You pinched an item to be auctioned?

Well, I didn't pinch anything, but I had
a good time anyway.

You say pinched, we say stolen.

In any event, we didn't do either.

Either? Either.

We didn't do one or the other. You
removed the locket from the auction

contributing any legal tender for it.

What would you call that?

We're perfectly willing to pay for it
now if you just tell us what the highest

bid was.

Mrs. Hart, I don't think that would be
cricket.

That's it.

That's our bid.

Now, can you tell us who donated the
locket? No, I cannot.

The locket in question wasn't donated to
us here at S &S.

It was part of a lot given directly to
Miss Elizabeth Logan.

Do you know her?

Ah, it rings a distant bell. She's
worked for me for the past ten years.

Then I suggest you go and find Miss
Logan, Mr. Hart.

And may I suggest what you can go and
do, Mr. Salisbury? Darling.

Sarah! If anyone should find out about
this, I'll be thrown off the Explorer.

It's a good ship, good job.

Well, you want us to give you a 21 -gun
salute?

This is Providence.

I made a copy of it in the
communications room.

This certifies the authenticity of the
coin. They were newly minted.

It could be worth a fortune to a
collector.

Someone had the provenance, which would
vouch for their authenticity.

It's all worthless without the coins.

I risked my job, my life, for this.

Oh, don't worry.

We're taking care of it.

Evan, why don't you take care of Mr.

Jorgensen?

Anything new on the locket, Liz?

No, I'm sorry. I didn't personally log
anything delivered.

But I'll keep checking.

Well, Salisbury could be wrong.

Which one did you meet, senior or
junior?

I'd say senior, 65 or 70 years old.

No, that's junior.

An honest gentleman, but a penny or two
short of a pound, as we say.

Well, he's not anymore. He just cleaned
me out.

Listen, Liz.

Keep trying and call me back, will you?
Thanks very much. Bye.

How do you feel about a silver fist and
some lunch at the Buena Vista?

Oh, I'm not really very hungry.

Oh, neither am I.

Neither?

Well, I don't feel like eating. Darling,
even if we never find this mysterious

lady with the locket, why can't we just
count our blessings and be thankful for

the way things are?

You're right.

I mean, here we are in this beautiful
city.

We're together. We're not hungry. We've
got our health, and we've got each

other. Who could ask for anything more?

Hello?

Yeah, oh, hi, Liv.

Yeah, you did?

Great. Give it to me.

Thanks very much.

We got a name. Who?

Al Goldberg.

8497 Grant.

Great!

Grant.

Excuse me.

Is Mr. Goldberg here?

Yes. I'm Ling Goldberg.

Welcome, welcome.

What is it? You look surprised.

Well, I must admit that I am.

If there can be a Goldberg named Whoopi,
why not a Goldberg named Ling?

No reason.

Exactly. I don't even think Whoopi is
her real name.

Mr. Goldberg.

Do you recognize this locket?

Can you tell us where you got it?

Well, that's confidential information.

Discretion is the cornerstone of my
business.

Ours, too.

But we are obligated to our colleagues
in personal income

to find out whether or not this
locket...

which you're probably going to deduct as
a charitable donation, is actually

worth what you say it is. In fact, I'm
quite sure that they'd like to take a

closer look at all your deductions.

Yeah.

So what is it, you two, you with the
IRS?

I got the piece a little over a year
ago.

So look, you take this.

I don't know even if the address is
still good, but... We'll take it from

Thanks very much.

Uncle Sam is proud of you.

Yeah.

Yeah.

The combination codes would arrive from
a primary default binary language based

on random number theory. It was
programmed specifically for this one

Unfortunately, they use symbolic logic
as opposed to non -symbolic logic to

design the language.

And you've been vaccinated with a
phonograph needle.

Will you just tell us what to do?

Well, simply place the sensor over the
keypad, switch on, press this button

when you're ready to scan.

The sequence generator will begin
ramming numbers until you crack the

should take about 10 seconds. But the
Hart industry boys are not hackers, so

may have to add about another 10 seconds
there.

As soon as the numbers lock up, you're
in.

All you got to do is open the case.

Fantastic.

But how are you going to get that close?

Well, there's something you don't know.

You, Professor Higgins, are a true
genius.

And I can't resist genius.

Evan, I think the professor earned an
extra share, don't you?

Sure.

I'm loaded.

No, listen, I'm catering Danielle
Steele's party.

Yes, so you see, I'd like to send a very
special bouquet. Now, you're her

favorite florist, so just send what it
is that she likes and bill me.

The card, have it read, deeply grateful
for your continued support, Stuart

Morris, Pacific Heights Cuisine
Catering.

Okay, got that?

Great, thank you.

Stop catering Danielle Steele's party,
and you know it.

You work too hard at working too hard,
Stuart.

If it's not work, I'm creating
opportunity.

Greatness rubs off when you rub elbows
with it. You are some piece of work, you

know that? And you love every minute of
it, admit it.

Do me a favor, Tib. Don't forget to pack
the remainder of that gateau imperial

in a box. I'll take it over to Aunt
Maureen's. I promised her a little

No problem.

I'm Stuart Morris.

This is my place.

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute. I know you. I've seen
you. My name is Jonathan Hart.

Yes. This is my wife.

Jennifer. Of course.

Okay.

Well, we cater a lot of celebrities
here.

Looks delicious.

We haven't had lunch yet, have we, dear?
What can I offer you?

Some information.

Okay. Oh, about this.

I'm sorry.

How did you get this? We were told it
belonged to you.

Actually, it was my Aunt Maureen's. And
she sold some things to get some money

to help me open up this place here, I
guess.

That's her.

There. Really?

Well, that's me.

You're kidding.

Really?

Well, it doesn't look anything like you.

I shaved since it was taken.

My husband must have known your aunt.

We'd like to find out how.

Well, you see, look, my aunt, she
doesn't have a lot of... Well, no one

And I wouldn't want anything to upset
her.

Well, neither would we.

What can it hurt?

The golden gate in the evening light.
Isn't it beautiful?

You know, it was opened in 1937,
spanning 8 ,970 feet, suspended

by two towers, 740 feet tall, 500 feet
from the tip of the tower to the traffic

deck, and then 750 feet down to the sea.

Stuart, what are you doing here? I'm
right in the middle of my talk.

My nephew, Stuart, made in 1967.

Six feet, 170.

Hello. Hi.

Anne -Marie, could you spare a couple of
minutes? I'd like to introduce you to a

couple of people. Yes, of course.
Everybody back in the bus. Come up. Move

out. Yahoo!

Mrs. Collier, I'm Jonathan Hart.

This is my wife, Jennifer.

How do you do?

Now, you missed Haight -Ashbury and the
Castro, and this is the last stop on our

tour. Oh, no, no, no. They don't want a
tour. They'd like to show you something.

What can you tell us about this?

Well, this is my locket, isn't it? Sure
is, Aunt Maureen.

Oh, of course. Did I lose it? Thank you
so much for bringing it back.

No, no, no.

Mr. Hart says the little boy in the
locket is him.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Is it true?

I can't believe it.

My brother.

My baby brother.

You were such a beautiful child,
friendly, happy, always laughing. Oh,

Stuart now. He has the honors.

And he had the cutest dimples.

And that little birthmark on your
bottle.

I remember it vividly because you always
hated to wear pants. The only way I

could get you to keep them on was to
bribe you with graham crackers and milk,

which you adored.

I still do.

I would put them on, and you would pull
them back off again. Fortunately, he's

outgrown that habit.

I can't believe that this can be
happening.

I've dreamed for this moment for so
long. Now I just don't know what to say.

You see?

You didn't believe me. I told you that I
had a brother.

I've heard about Aunt Maureen's brother
for years, ever since she married my

Uncle Ernie.

Dear Ernie laughed here, and then I
asked Stuart to move in and keep me

How do you like that cake?

It's wonderful.

Your shop?

Oui, it's Gâteau Imperial.

Not as good as graham crackers, Charlie.

Oh, I wish I had some in the house.

Yes, that's her middle name, Charles,
isn't it?

You know, I wanted to call him J .C.,
but the nuns didn't like that.

They could never figure you out. You
were the smartest child there. And you

always playing with that little dog that
used to hang around the orphanage. What

was his name?

Um, Mar, Mar, no, Marty. I thought you
said his name was Monty.

Monty.

That's right.

Yeah, that's right. That was the name of
the dog. My God, I haven't thought

about that dog for years.

Well, this is all so incredible.

What do we do now?

Coffee.

That's where.

Tell me, what do you remember about our
parents?

Well, we were both so young when we
moved to Mission Street. It's hard to

remember much.

Daddy. Was killed in an accident in the
army. And then, suddenly, mother was

alone.

No family. Young.

Worried sick about how she'd take care
of us.

I'm sure that Mission Street seemed the
best idea.

What happened to her?

I don't know.

I was adopted soon after, and my new
family, the Gilbertsons, moved to

Sacramento.

Crush me.

I have to leave you.

I always knew that we would find each
other.

Oh, still as sweet as ever.

I wish I could show you the files, Mr.
Hart, but I can't. But I've already seen

them, Mr. Dillard, at the orphanage.

Before the fire. It was parochial then.

After it was burned, the files were sent
here to social services and they were

sealed. Why was that?

It's a department policy to protect the
anonymity of the parents.

Personally, I think it's really a lousy
idea. I mean, why shouldn't people be

able to know their origins?

If it were me, it would be public
record.

Exactly.

Especially if you just met someone who
could possibly be your sister.

You must be thrilled. I am.

We think we were together at the Mission
Street orphanage. It was all so long

ago that it's hard to remember. I was
hoping the files could help us.

I could get in so much trouble for this.

I know.

Who you two are.

I know this means a lot to you.

Follow me quickly.

Okay. My supervisor is at lunch.

You have exactly until two o 'clock.

All right, Mr. Jones.

Call me Andy.

Thanks, Andy.

We're going to start.

Well, here I am.

In the H -5.

Oh.

And that's me in the sailor suit again.

Let me see this.

Jonathan seems to be a cheerful little
boy, always laughing. He just loves

animals, especially the old stray who
hangs around the grounds.

He has a healthy appetite, not keen on
vegetables.

Charlie... Charlie won't drink milk
without graham crackers.

Maureen, really, you hooked up.

Yeah, I forgot how detailed the file is.

Come on, I could learn a lot about me.

But the files have been closed.

No one was allowed to read them. Yeah,
we're looking at them.

Good point.

And we don't even know if Maureen was in
Mission Street.

Well, if we were to find out, if you
were in the H's, she'd have to... She'd

have to be in the G's.

Look at that.

Well, that's marine, all right.

Not a single Muggsy Spanier record in
sight.

But a sister you haven't seen since you
was three.

Call me Pitcher, but that's some amazing
finish.

What are you suggesting, Max?

I don't like playing the long shots.

You ought to take a good look when the
odds are out of whack.

They're beautiful, just like a painting.

They're here all the time.

Sunshine and fog.

My whole life's like that.

Some days I'm shrouded in fog,
disconnected, unable to see who I am or

am. Then other days, everything's clear.

I think I know the feeling.

Maybe it comes from being an orphan.

See, that's why I could never leave this
place. It's so much a part of me. But

you've been to so many places, done so
many things.

Well, I've also been very lucky. Oh,
luck has nothing to do with it, Charlie.

You know it. You and Jennifer have
achieved so much.

Not just heart industries, but
everything that you stand for.

Everything that you do.

It's enough to make a sister proud.

Come on. What?

Come on, there's more. There's more.

Jonathan Hart? Yeah.

The Jonathan Hart is your uncle?

I can't believe it. You can't believe
it? I keep pinching myself. But it all

seems to add up, though, you know?

I just hope that Maureen doesn't get her
hopes up and then maybe... It's like a

novel. Right out of Dickens.

Or Daniel Steele, huh?

I bet you Uncle Jonathan has a lot of
friends. What do you think?

I guess it wouldn't be so terrible
having such a man for an uncle. Yeah, I

suppose I could stand it if I had to,
huh?

Hey, how about a toast?

To family, old and new.

Cheers.

I've been thinking.

The explorer finding something that Sir
Francis Drake missed is a great piece of

local history.

And we thought that you might want to
include that on your tour. I could make

the explorer available to you.

Oh, Charlie, that is a wonderful idea.
It is so exciting to revisit the past.

Sir Francis Drake sailed along the coast
in 1574 aboard the Golden Hind,

plundering every Spanish ship he
encountered.

Some scholars believe that he actually
kept a journal, but it was never found.

And, to add to the excitement, the gold
coins that the explorer discovered had

actually been minted recently in Madrid
and put into circulation.

They were worth thousands then, but
today, worth millions.

Now, the Spanish crown is planning to
use those... How did you find that out?

What?

All that information about the coins.

I didn't think that had been released to
the press yet.

Well, no, I can't remember where I had
lunch yesterday, but I know my history.

I've tried to learn everything about the
past.

Ultimately, history teaches us who we
are.

Like you and me, Charlie.

But you always say, isn't it, Charlie?

So I have.

Oh, Stuart.

We were wondering if you'd be interested
in catering a little reception for us.

Interested?

Something simple, you know, hors d
'oeuvres and drinks for the Maritime

presentation. Finger food is totally me.

Good. Oh, that's so exciting.

Yeah, thank you very much. It'll be
fabulous, I promise. I can arrange for

everything, including the extra help and
the valet parking.

Security can take care of that.

Excuse me, Mr. and Mrs. Hart.

I'm a stringer for the examiner. My
editor's planning a piece on the coin

presentation. How about a picture?

All right.

What would you like?

Well, if I could have you come around
here, sir.

Mr. Hart, can I have the other names at
the table?

Oh, I'm Stuart. S -T -U -S... A -R -T,
not S -T -E -W -A -R -T Morris. And this

is my Aunt Maureen Collier.

Any special occasion?

This is a family reunion.

Mr. Hart and I have just discovered that
we... Aunt Maureen, I don't know if we

should say anything just yet. Oh, I'm
sorry, Tilly. I didn't mean... I hope I

didn't. Shall we let this man have his
picture?

Okay, if everybody could just kind of
squeeze together.

Now, everybody say cheese.

page, Mrs. H.

Well, I guess everybody knows where we
had dinner last night.

Thanks.

Hello? Jennifer, it's Stuart.

Hello, Stuart.

We were just looking at the picture in
the paper.

Yeah, you look fabulous, but it is not
my good side. I've got to get to a gym.

Listen, it was a great evening.

Jennifer, I don't know.

And Jonathan, Aunt Maureen, is floating
on air. Good.

We had a wonderful time, too.

Listen, I was thinking that we ought to
maybe get together this afternoon to

discuss the catering ideas.

Four o 'clock?

Four o 'clock's fine.

See you then.

All right, bye -bye.

Stuart set up a meeting to discuss the
arrangements he's made.

Very efficient.

And very convenient that the
photographer was at the restaurant.

Another long shot.

Maybe not.

Liz, I'm going to fax you some
information on two people we've met

been up here in San Francisco. Will you
have Russ Becker do a background check

on them for me, please?

Right.

Yeah, I'll call you back.

Thanks.

John? Jonathan and Jennifer Hart enjoy
an evening out with long -lost

Mr. Hart has just been reunited with his
sister, Mrs. Maureen Collier.

According to her nephew, Stuart
Morris... Stuart Morris.

Oh, how touching.

And he's going to cater the big event.

Suddenly, it seems there are relatives
coming and going through the service

center.

What does that mean?

I'll tell you later.

Wait a minute.

Jennifer Hart's over there. Okay.

Hello? Harry?

Oh, Mr. Hart!

Welcome back to San Francisco.

How can I help you?

Jennifer got this locket.

I wanted to get her a gold chain to
surprise her. Ah, we have lots of lovely

ones right here. Please.

Oh, these are beautiful.

By the way, your nephew stopped by the
store this morning.

My nephew? Delightful young man.
Couldn't say enough about you.

He mentioned my name.

Terribly proud of you. And like you, he
has excellent taste. He looked at a lot

of watches, but he selected a Demaurier.

That's a lot of watch. Yes, it's a bit
steep for a fellow just starting out in

business, but he fell in love with it,
so I worked out a schedule of payment.

That was very nice of you, Harry. Thank
you.

Always a pleasure to accommodate another
member of the family.

I love your hat.

Did you get the IDs? That's what's
important.

Relax.

They won't need them.

All you have to do is substitute our
pictures.

Give me the list of names.

The list.

I'm looking for it.

Thank you.

Oh, thank you, thank you, Stuart.

Couldn't have done it without you.

That's right.

I've been looking all over for you.

Captain Daniels called.

Said he might be a little late for the
shindig tonight.

Did he say why?

Well, he said one of his sailors had a
little too much to drink.

Slipped and fell in the drink.

Harbor patrol fished him out yesterday.

Needed the captain to confirm the ID.

Well, thanks, Max.

I always dreamed about putting out the
sea.

I guess every boy does.

Sooner or later.

You've settled a long way together,
haven't you, sir?

From the first time we met at that
corner newsstand?

I'll say.

We've still got a long way to go, don't
we?

Bet on it.

You know, I've got a lot to be grateful
for.

Living and working with the two of you.

Something bothering you, Max?

I'd do anything to see the need that you
know, Mrs. Ashkin, sir.

You've always taken wonderful care of me
ever since that first corner.

But there's nothing to worry about, Max.
I hope you're not setting yourself up

for a fall.

I wouldn't want to see that.

You mean, uh, Maureen?

Look, Max.

Maybe she's my sister.

Maybe not.

But even if she is and I accept her as
someone new in my life, I've already got

all the family anyone could ever want.

Jennifer and you.

I love you.

Darling!

Coming!

I'm back!

Hi!

I had a really productive day today.

I finished my article and faxed it to
the editor, finalized all the plans for

the reception with Stuart, did 20 laps
in the pool and half an hour in the

stairmaster. What did you do?

Nothing much.

Oh, slacker.

Oh.

I bought this chain because I thought
you might want to wear the locket to the

presentation. So I stopped by Harry
Carlton's.

Thank you, darling.

Harry said that Stuart was in the store.

Really? He bought a Des Moines.

Nice watch.

I didn't know he was doing that well.

Well, he's doing something.

What do you mean?

He used my name to cut a deal with
Harry.

Apparently, he made it be known that
he's family.

Well, Stuart's young.

He obviously idolizes you and wants to
be like you.

Let's just hope it doesn't happen again.

It already has.

Mr. Gans, the manager, just told me
downstairs that Stuart applied for a

membership at the health club.

And because there's such a long waiting
list, Mr. Gans said he would help

expedite things as a personal favor.

Well, once is all right.

But twice is suspicious.

Right. I can't help thinking how
convenient all of this is for Stuart.

Like Max says, maybe we ought or should
have taken a look.

Maybe we ought or should have talked to
Stuart.

I intend to. First thing tomorrow.

Good.

But tonight...

Instead of going out for dinner, we have
something set in.

Are you a slack around the sink?

It's your turn to call.

Room service.

You're impossible. You're tough, you
know that?

You're really tough.

So he's completely lost his mind. Now,
his real name was Joshua Norton, but

everybody in San Francisco knew him
as... Emperor Norton I, sovereign of the

.S. of A.

And so this fine old Nob Hill residence
was one of his favorite haunts. She

don't know a squirt, so keep your mouth
shut. All right, so we will be back on

the bus in 15 minutes. Next stop, Coit
Tower.

Oh, look at that. Hello, sweetheart.

Are you having a good time?

Oh, you're not feeding him sourdough
bread, are you?

Thank you for coming, Max.

How'd you know who I was?

Well, Jonathan and Jennifer mentioned
you quite a bit. You're very important

them. And Freeway, too.

I wasn't 100 % sure it was you until I
saw you feeding him and talking to him

like he understood everything.

He does, mostly.

Well, maybe so, but I got a little
suspicious when you started explaining

the cable cars work.

I don't blame you for wanting to know
more about me, Max. I would like to know

more about you, too.

We have so much in common. We do?

Like what?

Like Jonathan.

He's been so important to both of us all
of our lives.

The only difference is that you've been
with him and I haven't.

You know, I gotta admit, you're not the
person I expected.

What did you expect?

I don't know, but whatever it was, you
ain't turning out to be it.

Well, that is a compliment.

Okay, so put the box on the bar and make
sure you don't drop any chocolate. And

smile. Michelle, let's put those in the
recycle bins, please. Johanna, smile in

there. Tibby, I need you back inside,
huh?

All the champagne needs to go in the
back bar, and please hurry. Good God,

that's cold. Back in the oven, now.

Don't let me catch another morsel coming
out cold unless it's on ice.

Honey, everything is going fine. Why are
you so nervous?

Nervous? Tibby, why should I be nervous?
Have you seen the guest list? It's only

a who's who of the Bay Area my entire
career rides on this night.

Stuart, the reception is going to be
wonderful.

I promise. Okay, right here.

Thanks, Gil.

Thank you for coming.

Russell Becker said to give you this.

Now, it's on Stuart.

It's nothing you don't already know.
It's a school records business license.

It's that kind of thing. It's nothing
I'm afraid of.

Not yet.

Well, tell him to keep trying, will you,
miss?

Nice crowd.

Certainly some of the most generous
people in town.

That should mean a lot of support for
the Maritime Society.

It better.

I called in every marker I practically
have to create this turnout.

Ooh, the hors d 'oeuvres look delicious.

I thought it was a great idea, Stuart,
to put the waiters in pirate costumes,

didn't you?

Speaking of pirates, when are we going
to finish them?

What? The dream.

What dream? The dream where I save you
from the villains and we sail off in the

sunset together.

I'd like to have that last part come
true.

Maybe that could be arranged.

Chocolate?

Oh, isn't this exciting?

It's like Sir Francis Drake and the
pirates are here and we're a part of it.

Nice fantasy.

You know, when he was a little boy, he
used to pretend all the time he would

always be the swashbuckling hero saving
the girl at the last minute.

Oh, you see that couple over there? They
were on one of my tours. I've got to

say hello.

Bye.

Don't move.

Easy. Easy.

All right, Charlie. All right, Chief.

Go ahead.

Ah!

Don't look back. Keep moving forward.

That's it. Keep moving. That's it.

Come on, Gramps. You got to get along.

I'm expecting it works. Over there,
stupid.

What do you think you're doing?

I haven't the fog.

You can't do this. You'll ruin
everything.

I didn't know this.

That's a nice watch.

Here, take it.

Thanks.

No, no.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Don't
shoot him.

What was that?

Pass it back.

Come on, come on.

Must be inherited anyway.

Hey you.

Most of you people have the money.

Looks like Macy's window. Come on.

Right in the back, stupid.

Look at you, grown dog.

Sit here.

All right.

Keep looking the other way.

Nobody looks back.

You're going to end up like a caterer.

I feel a ratio.

Grab a fart and a rough belly.

What?

Call a paramedic.

Do it. You're so brave. My God, you
would have been killed. This wonderful

evening. Ruined. Ruined.

They're taking him to the hospital to x
-ray in case he has a concussion. How

are you?

No, I'm fine. I'm fine. My tattoo is
more painful than this. By the way, it's

heart -shaped.

What is it, darling?

It doesn't make any sense.

What?

It appears that they never touched the
case.

Why wouldn't they?

Open it up, will you, Jeremy?

Nobody plans a robbery this bold and
then ignores the thing of most value.

Darling.

What?

Ghirardelli chocolate.

I'm not going to make any statement on
behalf of Hart Industries just yet.

Jeremy, cooperate with the authorities,
but also get a hold of Russ Becker and

have our security check into this right
now. Right, right.

How long have you been awake?

I never went to sleep.

I called the hospital.

Stuart doesn't have a concussion, but
they're going to keep him there for a

while for observation.

And how's Maureen?

Maureen?

Max took her home and she's doing fine.

I suppose you've looked at this a
hundred different ways.

And it all comes back to the same thing.

Which is?

Which is, it had to be an inside job.

Those coins just can't be fenced on the
street. Somebody had to have a buyer.

And they've been working on this for a
long time.

The question is who?

I trust Jeremy completely.

And Liz.

And everyone at Harding District.

Yeah, so that leaves the guests, the
catering staff, and Stuart.

Now, I know he got hit on the head when
he tried to stop the robbers from

leaving, but it still could have been a
part of a very clever cover -up.

Clever and painful.

Maureen knew a lot about those gold
coins, didn't she?

Yes. Those people come into our lives
and suddenly all this happens.

Coincidence or con?

Special gold plated, but not antique.

Oh.

Certainly could have fooled us.

Nice work.

designed by a young San Francisco
craftsman who specializes in faux

pieces. Very talented.

You see his initials stamped on the
back?

I thought that was a hallmark. His
personal signature and the tip -off.

Do you know the artist?

Could you find out when he made that
piece?

I'll give him a call right now.

Thanks very much.

I've got the funniest feeling at my
stomach.

Really?

You're not laughing.

It's that humorless, I've got a feeling
we've been had, sick feeling. He

remembers the locket very, very well.

Sold it to a young man.

Whose name was?

Didn't get the name.

Paid in cash.

You know that feeling you were just
talking about.

I think...

What are you looking for?

Tibby, get something out of me. I didn't
hear you come in.

I can't find the hiring list for the
Explorer Party. Stuart, you know what?

You're involved in this robbery, aren't
you?

What?

Why would you even think something like
that? Because I know you and you've been

acting weird.

Just trust me, okay?

Tibby, just give me a little bit of
time, and I'm going to straighten this

thing out.

Now, listen to me.

Do you remember that couple that left
the store? They came in just after

Jennifer Hart left that day. Do you
remember them at all?

Yes, I do. You do?

Mm -hmm. Well, did you notice anything
about them?

Anything at all?

No. They walked out of here, and they
got into a taxi that was waiting for

A taxi? What kind?

Do you remember the name of the company?

Bay City, maybe? Bay City.

Maury Albert, please tell him it's
Stuart Moore calling. It's very

need the traits of fair.

We waited half the night.

Where the hell are you? We had a deal.

We hit rough weather.

We won't be in until tomorrow evening.

Yeah, well, we're not sitting here
forever.

Unless you want to call the whole deal
off and have the San Francisco police

a call.

Damn.

Nobody does business honestly anymore.

Well, I'll kill the dirty, rotten son of
a bitch. Oh, right, right. He's out at

sea somewhere and we're sitting here.
You can just picture him to death.

What about...

What I meant was when I got a hold of
him.

If we get a hold of him, we have $12
million worth of stolen coins. What, you

think we're just going to drive across
the border?

No, without that block -long tub to get
us out of here, we're stuck.

Well, we'll get a boat somewhere.

And go where?

I don't know.

Somewhere out of the country where it's
safe, you know.

He is our only buyer.

Without him, this stuff is worthless.

And I am not about to just sail off to
Rio so that I can wind up working some

day job in Ipanema, thank you very much.
No.

Go back to the houseboat, and we wait.

Ah! Well, it looks like the IRS enjoys
visiting asset reallocation

centers.

Asset reallocation centers?

That is the politically correct name for
pawn shops these days.

We're trying to improve our image. So
who isn't? It's the 90s.

We want you to tell us about this
antique.

Oy vey, the fakakta locket again. I wish
I'd never seen it.

So what else is there to know?

The proof.

It's a foe.

That means fake.

Yes. It was made by a local craftsman.

Well, it's a fake nothing.

It's a real copy.

It was sold recently. You said you had
it in here over a year ago.

I embellished.

Arrest me.

That could be arranged, Ling.

All right.

Look, a fella comes in here and offers
me $300 to donate the locket and some

junk to a charity auction.

To benefit the Mission Street orphanage?

That was the one.

He writes his address in the back of my
business card and says, if anybody

should ever come in and ask about the
locket, I should send them over. You

showed up.

What's his name?

He didn't give a name.

But you know, he struck me as being the
kind of fella that to get somewhere, he

would take three steps out of his way,
when one step in the right direction

would have been a lot smarter.

That's the one.

Well, it's been an interesting day so
far.

How so?

Goldberg's certainly had Stuart take.

Yeah. And Stuart certainly had us
picked.

How could he have known that I'd find
that locket at the auction?

Well, your penchant for heart -shaped
things is well known. Even Jeremy said

Stuart knew that you'd look at the
locket and see the pictures.

And show it to you?

Yeah.

And if you didn't take the bait, he was
no worse off than when he started. And

if you did, we'd trace it to Goldberg.

Who'd take us to Stuart? Yeah, who'd
take us to Marine, who'd say that I was

long -lost brother.

Which brings us to the part, the
bothersome.

That your sister isn't your sister?

No, it just brings up memories of how
lonely I was when I was at Mission

Then I met Max and all that ended.

Then you came into my life and I felt
that I had all the family I ever needed.

Until now?

You're still all the family I ever need.

I'm happy to report that Maureen's clean
as Junior's plate. She's got a little

nest egg and she helps all the gentlemen
cross the street.

What are you talking about, Max?

I did a little snooping after I took her
home.

Guess what I found out?

Maureen was at the Mission Street
orphanage the same year you were, Mr. H.

And she had a brother.

I'm beginning to feel like a yo -yo.

Oh, it's sweet.

Russ, look back at it.

Yeah,

Russ.

Are you sure?

No kidding.

No?

I never would have guessed.

Anything on the coins?

Yeah. Well, keep the pressure up.

Thanks.

Russ checked out, Stuart.

No records, no reputation, no rumors.

Guess who he had coffee with yesterday?

Who? Andy Dillard.

Oh, the accommodating Mr. Dillard from
social services.

What brings you guys back here? We have
friends in common.

More than friends.

Family.

You know my nephew, Stuart Morris?

You're related to Stuart? I've known him
for years. I haven't seen him in such a

long time.

Really?

Then who were you having a cappuccino
with yesterday on Fillmore Street?

Shall we cut to the chase?

I... I don't know what you mean.

I... I... Do you see this locket?

It's a fake.

Stuart had it planted because he knew
we'd find it. And we're pretty sure that

you gave him the file so he could copy
the pictures.

You want to tell us, or do you want to
tell the police?

First of all, this was not my idea.

A couple of months ago, I told Stuart
that I'd come across your file, the

Jonathan Hart.

I was more curious than anything, but,
you know, Stuart, right, talks me into

letting him see it.

How much did he pay you? He got me an
autographed jersey from Joe Montana.

I'll bet he signed it himself.

I'll bet.

The next thing I know, he's talking
about this wild scheme to get you to

that his aunt is your sister.

And she's not.

Not that I know of.

And then with all the publicity about
the coins and your arrival at the

Street auction, right, he starts
thinking that this scenario, idiotic as

sound, is possible.

Keeps saying it's his big break.

Is Maureen really his aunt? Oh, yeah,
absolutely. You see, she was in the

orphanage, too, and had spoken for years
about having a lost sibling, right?

Now, Stuart goes in there and starts
feeding her information about you, your

background, your life, and convinces her
that it was something she told him

about her brother.

The next thing you know, Mrs. Collier is
believing everything that comes out of

his mouth.

Stuart's very persuasive, you know.

He could sell you a very well -known
bridge, and it won't be the one from

Brooklyn.

Well, good help is hard to find.

Isn't that the truth?

Do you mind telling us what you're doing
here, Stuart? Look, I know what you two

did, and you're not going to get away
with it.

You stole my employees' list, put your
pictures on the IDs, and used me to

Jonathan Hart's coins.

Do you have some proof?

Me? I'm the proof. I recognize you two.

Sit down, Stuart.

Oh, I don't think so.

Excuse me? Excuse me.

Let's go over things.

We were working for you.

You hired us.

I did not.

I never even met you until that day you
came in and stole the address list.

Well, can you prove that?

Look, Jonathan Hart knows everything.

Okay? He knows who you are and where.

But he sent you here alone.

I wonder what he'd do if we told him
that we were going to kill his nephew.

He's not my uncle.

Wasn't that you in the paper and the
picture with him?

See, you don't understand.

It was all a con.

I convinced him that my aunt was his
sister.

You don't believe me? I swear to God
it's true. He is not my uncle.

But you told him all about us anyway,
and he believed you.

You know, Stuart, I just don't believe
any of this. I think that you're up to

your aspic in life.

And I think that the best thing for us
to do is just to hang on to you for a

while.

After all, we're not killers.

Hello?

Oh, hello, Mrs. Hart.

It's Tibby. I work with Stuart.

Um, I need to speak with you and your
husband.

May I come up? By all means.

Have the front desk show you up. Okay,
thank you.

Darling!

We have an unexpected guest.

I'm so sorry to bother you, Mrs. Hart,
but it's Stuart.

I'm afraid he's gotten himself involved
in something, and I'm very worried.

Oh, well, uh, why don't we begin by your
telling us about the locket?

What locket?

How about something to eat?

No, thank you. I'm not hungry.

I meant us, you idiot.

You cook, we eat.

I will not.

You make yourself useful. We've got a
long night ahead of us.

We could use some cuisine.

Watch him. I'm going down to the rental
office. Yeah, yeah.

I just can't believe he did this.

I guess I shouldn't be surprised. He's
always scheming.

But I never thought he would do anything
like this. And you don't know anything

about this locket? No, I swear.

I believed him just like you did.

He didn't even tell his aunt.

She believes him, too.

She wasn't involved?

Absolutely not. Nothing.

What makes you think that Stuart wasn't
in on the robbery?

Everything seems to be connected.

Mr. and Mrs. Hart, you have to believe
me. Stuart would never hurt anyone.

I know him.

It's just that he tries so hard to make
things happen, and sometimes it doesn't

always work.

I'm willing to give him the benefit of
the doubt.

He lied to us. He lied to all of us,
Tibby.

What he did was wrong, if not illegal. I
know.

We have our whole future planned out
together.

You two, of all people, should be able
to understand that.

Okay, I want you to taste it.

I want to see if there's enough salt in
it.

And I can't taste it for you. All right.

Thank you, doll.

It's not bad.

What's the matter? Two spikes?

Moron! Why'd you invite the rest of the
neighbors to join us?

What is the matter with you?

I got these people chasing me. Get out
of here.

He'll go straight to the cops.

Oh, well.

He'll have a tough time proving he
didn't hire us to work for him. No, no.

He'll go to the hearse.

What are we going to do?

Exactly what we were going to do. We
wait for the Canadians.

The hearse will go to the cops.

Not if we have Mr.

Hart's long -lost sister.

You are disgusting.

It was originally called Fort Winfield
Scott, and it was completed in 1861 to

forestall any possible Confederate sea
attack during the Civil War.

Now that you've experienced rooftop
ramparts and the dim corridors and the

echoing stairways, I think you'll agree
with me that Fort Point would make a

wonderful hide -and -seek playground for
the child in all of us. Well, this

concludes our tour. Your coach will take
you back. I have my own car, and I will

say goodbye.

Thank you.

Thank you. I hope you had a good time.
Have a safe journey home.

Excuse me.

Mrs. Collier, would you mind taking us
back inside?

Oh, the fort is closed. I know it's
fascinating, but you'll have to come

tomorrow. No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Come on, come on, come on.

Twice in one week. This is really
getting out of hand.

This whole thing started so simple and
then it just got out of control.

It was just a simple little con.

No big deal happens every day. No one
was supposed to get hurt. I never wanted

anything except to get near to you. You
know, get to know you.

So you could rob us.

No, no, no, no, never that.

I mean, you're Jonathan and Jennifer
Hart.

And I just wanted a chance to be a part
of your world and get my foot in the

door. That's it.

It's a beautiful plan.

It worked just as it was supposed to.
Well, it'll look good on your resume.

You know, I know you don't have any
reason in the world to trust me. Not

But I'm telling you the truth.

You haven't told the truth since the day
that we first met.

It backfired.

These people saw our picture in the
paper and then they used me to get

Didn't you recognize any of these people
during the robbery?

Something was familiar, yes, but I
wasn't sure, and then, you know, I got

knocked out.

These people would have killed me today
if I hadn't escaped.

Well, if you're not the inside man, then
who is?

Jeremy, Jonathan, you went to identify a
failure in your crew, didn't you?

Well, what did you find out about him?

See what you can find on him.

Call me.

Thanks.

Jonathan Hart.

Jonathan, listen, you were right. He
worked in the ship's records. He had

access. He could easily have copied the
Providence papers. And he received a

letter about two days before they found
him floating in the harbor, setting up a

meeting to tell the Providence to
someone else.

Well, thanks, Jeremy. Send me a copy of
that letter and see what else you can

find out. I'll get it right off.

Hello?

Jonathan Hart, please.

Uh, one minute.

Hello,

this is Jonathan Hart.

Jonathan, I have someone here who'd like
to speak with you.

Who is it?

This is your sister's personal
secretary.

Please hold.

All right, make it good, honey.

Jonathan, I'm all right. Would you tell
Stuart and Winfield Scott that no one

has attacked, but I'm afraid that they
might, and I'm afraid that the

Confederates may come from the sea. All
right, get her out of here. Come on,

Looney Tunes.

What a charming sister you have.

A bit off the wall, but... You hurt her.

There's no reason to hurt anyone.

No, we just need you to be patient a
little while longer.

Don't call the police.

Don't try to find us, and don't try to
stop us.

If you do...

Just take the phone.

Maureen will be all right.

They'll hold her until they try to get
away.

But if anyone tries to stop her...
They're going to kill her. Well, maybe

should call the police.

No, no, no. You scare those two and
they'll kill her for sure. He's right.

Our best bet is to find Maureen
ourselves.

What if we bargain with them? Offer to
let them go?

No, they're not going to leave a
witness.

Oh, my God.

I'm such a fool.

I'm all right. Would you tell Stuart and
Winfield Scott that no one has

attacked, but I'm afraid that they
might.

Don't shut that off.

Who is Winfield Scott?

And what did she mean about no one
attacked yet?

They already got her.

That's it.

A fall from where?

Wait a minute. I caught it from the top
of Fort Point. They're going to throw

her off the fort. That is Aunt Maureen's
last horse stop of the day, and that

must have been where they grabbed her.

And it used to be called Fort Winfield
Scott. It was built as a citadel in case

of a Confederate attack from the bay.

Come on.

You too, genius boy.

What are we going to do?

We aren't going to do anything.

I don't want to take you with us, but I
don't trust you to leave you here.

Oh, but you can trust me, sir. I'm the
one who got my aunt into this, and I'll

do anything to help you get her out.

You can do me one favor.

You just name it, sir.

Don't call me sir.

Hello.

Yeah, hey, Russ, make it fast, will you?
I'm just on the way.

Yeah?

What?

Are you sure?

Oh, right.

Yeah, uh...

Send those copies out to me, will you?

And, uh, thanks, Russ.

All right, we'll wait until dark, then
it'll be safer to take her with us. I

have my rights, you know. This is a
violation of the Geneva Convention.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

When this is all over, you can file a
complaint with the UN.

You see anything?

Some birds doing strange things.

Look down, you idiot!

I don't expect the Harts to just sit by
and wait where their dear sister is

concerned. Come on.

Well, you're not afraid of heights, are
you?

No, should I be?

All right, you better let me go alone.

I'm not letting you out of my sight. The
sides are liable to be watching.

I just hope we haven't made a terrible
mistake.

Well, if we have, I'm going to throw
myself off the top of the fort if I have

any strength left.

Don't worry. I'll help you.

Hey, do it!

Do it! I've got to do this.

Jonathan?

Timmy, if I'm not back in 20... Oh,
never mind. You saw the movie.

Let's not make this any more difficult
than it already is, okay?

So I'll be over in a few hours.

Right now, we are going to be here, and
we are going to sit and wait.

Now, sit.

Thank you.

Whatever you get for the coins, I'll
give you more.

Are we supposed to believe you buy back
your own coins and just let it go at

that? I'm only interested in my sister's
life.

She's the only family I've got.

I've waited all my life to find her.
Don't do this. I don't care about the

or the money. I'll pay you anything you
want on it.

Sorry.

We'd have to trust you and wait while
you got the money. No, no, I think we'd

better go back to the original plan.

Hey!

In my dream, it was all so easy. And I
was the one that saved you.

Well, you'll get another chance tonight.

And with all this fresh air, you're
going to sleep like a baby. Jonathan, I

don't know what to say.

Stuart, that is a refreshing thought.

So, so sorry. Can you forgive me? I just
wanted to be someone special.

Oh, Stuart, you are special.

If you don't believe it, just look to
your left.

Well, I'll be there to remind him if he
ever starts to wonder.

Well, to think I almost had a brother
like you.

I wish so hard for you.

For him, I think, in my heart, I
realized that I never would find my

That's probably why I tried so
desperately to believe.

There's nothing wrong with wanting a
family, Maureen.

And I got what I wanted, even if it was
just for a little while.

It's more than I had a right to expect.

No, it's not.

You should expect everything.

You deserve it.

Especially this.

Oh, my God, you didn't... I did.

Sometimes it pays to have connections.

Right, Stuart?

You found him?

This is incredible.

Could this be true that I found my
brother?

And he's right on time.

Although his name is not Charlie
anymore, either.

Well, Mr. Hart, I just want to say that
it doesn't matter what his name is, he

couldn't possibly be as wonderful as
you, sir. And as far as I'm concerned,

you're the most important person that I
have ever known.

Oh, my God.

Hello. Excuse me. Jennifer, Jonathan,
hello.

Uncle Don.

You must be Stuart.

Yes. You're as nervous as I am.

We've got a lot of catching up to do.
Let's get into the car.

This is my girl, Beyonce, Tibby.

Hi, Tibby.

Hello, Mr. Trump.

Okay, inside.

All right.

Jonathan, I owe you one.

Thanks very much, Donald.

Take care.

So, Uncle Donald.

You don't mind if I call you, Uncle, do
you?

No. I've got a few ideas I'd like to run
by you. We could do lunch on me, of

course. Max, got that little item I
asked you for?

Sure thing, Mr. H. Filled it up, too.

Hey!

Oh,

darling.

From my heart to yours.

Darling,

do you think we should take Tony
Bennett's advice?

What's that?

Leave our heart in San Francisco.

Well, it would be a good excuse to come
back.

Oh,

now.

Let's go see if we can finish that
dream.

Do I get to do any swashbuckling?

You never know.