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I'm sorry I'm interrupting your lunch.
I'll come back later.

No, no, no, don't. Please, interrupt.

It's the nicest interruption I've had
for months.

Years, maybe.

Thank you.

My name is Jennifer Tucker.

I'm Rick Simon, Miss Tucker. Please, sit
down.

Actually, it's Mrs., but you can call me
Jenny. Mrs.

Tucker.

Well, what can I do for you? Well, I'm
looking to hire a...

A private detective with special skills.

For the past two weeks, I've had two men
watching me.

I don't blame them.

They're not exactly admirers. In fact,
they're pretty creepy.

They've got me so spooked that this
morning while I was in the park, I heard

this loud bang and I actually thought it
was them shooting at me.

I felt so stupid no one was even around.

That's just a normal reaction when
you're already scared.

I need you to find out who these two men
are and why they're doing this.

Well, I think we can handle that, but
you mentioned something about special

skills.

Yes, I already have my own security at
home, but I'm a runner, and it seems

I always see these two men while I'm
training in the park.

So I need to find a detective who's in
good enough shape to run several miles a

day and pace me in the South Coast
Marathon.

Marathon? I know.

I know it's impossible, but I've been to
two other agencies and...

Well, I do have the resources, and I'm
willing to pay double your rate.

Double? Yes.

Well, congratulations, Jenny. You've
just found yourself an investigator.

You're going to run a marathon?

Me? No, no, not me. I would love to,
but, you see, a couple of years ago, I

busted a knee at the Chargers training
camp, and I can't. No, I was thinking of

my junior partner.

My brother, who is a runner.

And he's in great shape.

Oh, he sounds perfect.

Oh, yeah. Yeah. I do have one slight
other problem.

I have already been working with another
private investigator by the name of Ed

Gatelius. Yes. Oh, Gatelius. You tried
him, huh?

I've heard he's terrible.

Oh, he is.

And I've tried to... Fire him.

Exactly. But I'm not very good at
confrontations, and he is rather

So I was wondering if you might be able
to... Break the bad news to him.

Exactly. I'd love to. I thrive on
confrontation.

Well, gosh, is this perfect. Do you
think that your brother will be able to

with me tomorrow? Oh, sure. He trains
every morning anyway.

Oh, great. Well, then I'll call you with
the time and the place. Okay, fine.

All right.

Thank you very much. Pleasure meeting
you. Bye -bye. Bye.

Help me, girl.

This is the most incredible -looking
lady getting in the elevator.

Blonde lady.

Good tan.

White knit dress.

Yeah. Our new client, Jenny Tucker.

Ooh, that's good.

Yeah, she's gonna be paying us double
our normal fee.

That's very good.

And you're going to be required to spend
a great deal of time alone with her.

That's too good.

What's the catch?

There's no catch.

Jenny just thinks that there are a
couple of guys who've been watching her

she trains in the park, and she wants
you to kind of jog along with her and

protect her from these peepers. It's a
dream job.

Pays you double your normal fee to do
something you already do for free

That's very impressive, Rick.

Where is it?

Where's what?

The worm in the apple, the fly in the
ointment.

The little hidden element that is going
to turn my dream job into a nightmare.

Hey, Jay, there's no fly.

All you have to do is train with this
gorgeous woman and then run in one

race with her.

Hold it.

What race? I don't know. She mentioned
something about the South Coast

The what? The South Coast Marathon.

The worm speaks.

Are you nuts?

A marathon is 26 miles, 385 yards.

Well, yeah, but you know what they say.
After you've done the 26 miles and 385

yards... Let me just get this straight.

Did you promise this lady that I would
run a marathon with her? No, I didn't

exactly promise her anything, but I knew
you could do it. You and Town ran in

that race last year.

Rick, that was a 10K.

That was six miles, not 26 miles. Yeah,
but you said at the end that you felt

strong, that you wanted to keep going.

Well...

I admit, I have considered entering a
few times since. I mean, you know, it

would be the ultimate challenge. Sure it
would.

And you would get to fulfill your dreams
before the ravages of time turn you

into the Pillsbury Doughboy.

And you'd only have to run at Jenny's
pace.

Boy,

I bet she looks good in running shorts.

Slim hips.

Long, slender legs.

It's all fellow members of the P .I.
Brotherhood, huh? Sit down.

I know exactly why you're here.

You do? Yeah, you want to subcontract
some photographic work? Well, I'm the

there is. You guys ever seen any of my
miniature work?

Took that one down at the yacht club
down at the boat base.

Pretended to be the waiter for this old
geezer and his niece.

Waited till the action heated up, then
popped my miniature out of the gravy

and bam, bam, bam.

Nice, huh?

Wife got $2 million in the divorce
settlement.

Ah, that's fascinating, Ed, but we're
here because Jenny Tucker sent us. Yeah?

Why? We hate to be the bearer of bad
tidings, which is hired us to replace

You mean I'm fired?

Oh, Axe, it's canceled.

Gone, history. Yeah. Pink slipped.

Well, I'll be damned.

We hope this won't be too much of a
problem for you.

No. You know, actually, it's kind of a
relief.

This whole case has been a bust. A real
flopper roomie.

You never found anyone harassing her?

No. I gave up on that weeks ago.

You know, she's a real fruitcake about
that kind of thing. She goes to a shrink

the whole shot.

She's some looker, though, huh?

You know, Ed, you really do have a very
one -dimensional approach to this

business. I'm a specialist in an age of
specialization.

You know what really gripes me?

I never caught that Tucker Dane with her
playmate Lars.

Who's Lars?

Officially.

He's her trainer down at that fancy
health club, Techno Spa.

Unofficially. We really appreciate the
way you're taking this, Ed. Hey, no big

thing. One hand washes the other one, so
I'll step aside on this one, and maybe

you guys can send something my way down
the line.

Oh, we will definitely keep you in mind.

Right. Yeah.

Funny how you forgot to mention that
Jenny had a husband when you were

about the long legs, slim hips.

Never seen her.

You've got a good stride.

Bet you stayed that tall, the girls.

Tell me about your husband.

Zach? Actually, Zachary. Well, he's
tall, dark, and handsome.

And he's sensitive.

He's quite loving.

Let me guess. He does cancer research by
day and builds orphanages by night.

Very funny.

Now, he owns Tucker Capital Corporation.

I've read about them.

Precious metals, rare coins.

You're right. He's doing real well.

Goodbye. That's my brother's idea of
hard exercise.

Rick Simons, Mobile Protection Service,
reporting for duty.

That's very clever, Rick.

Well, I'm glad you approved. I put the
rental fee on our expense report.

Oh, that's a stroke of genius.

Why don't you get out of here before the
fumes kill us?

Okay, I'll go reconnoiter the perimeter.

That means joyriding.

Hey, Jenny, why don't you pick up the
pace a little bit?

My God!

What? It's them!

Yeah, who?

There, those two men!

Those two?

Are you sure?

Yes, I'm sure it's them!

All right, stay here.

I can ask you a question.

Why have you been following Jenny
Tucker?

Who? Jenny Tucker.

Very attractive young lady in red.

Right over there.

What are you talking about?

She says every time she tries to run
here, you all are watching her.

Well, we do run here almost every day,
but we don't know anything about her.

You guys got any ID?

Just hold it a minute.

Private citizens are not required to
produce identification for PIs.

Now, I'm going to take a wild guess here
and say that you're a lawyer?

That's right. I'm Keith Barnett with
Davis Golden Incorporated.

And I'm Tom Giles, stockbroker for
Downing, Emmett, and Schultz.

And you haven't been following Mrs.
Tucker?

Hey, guys, she's a great -looking lady,
but we come here to work out.

Well... I guess she mistook you for
somebody else.

I apologize.

Well, no problem. Just, uh...

Next time I suggest to get your facts
straight, huh?

Yeah.

What do you think?

Uh, I think you better talk to your
client.

My client?

Right.

So who were those guys?

Why'd you let them go?

They were just joggers. You must have
made a mistake.

No, I'm not mistaken. That's them, I
swear.

You may have seen them here, but they're
not after you.

Yes, they are.

And they lie to you, and you believe
them.

Jenny, one of them is a lawyer. The
other's a stockbroker. They're lying.

They're lying to you, and you believe
them instead of me. Why?

Why? You think I'm crazy, don't you?

Just like everybody else thinks I'm
crazy?

No, it's not. Don't touch me.

You're wrong.

My wife is just about the sweetest
person in the world, but she has a few

problems. In the past year, she's had
several episodes of delusional paranoia.

She believes someone's following her?

You're the third detective agency she's
hired to protect her.

Are we by any chance being fired here?

No. No, nothing like that. As long as
Jenny wants to have you both around,

gladly pay your fee.

It's just that in the last few months,
she seemed to be getting a lot better.

Her running program seemed to be
helping, but now... Mr.

Tucker, I understand what you're saying,
but we don't want a free ride. I mean,

if there's no case here... But I want
you to stay as long as Jenny feels the

need to have you around.

I would appreciate you informing me,
though, of any further episode.

Absolutely.

All right.

Thanks very much for your time. Yes,
sir.

Thank you.

You're going to make me feel a little
queasy.

I didn't think that any case that paid
double could ever make you feel queasy.

Yeah, we can't go around collaring model
citizens based on the say -so of a

woman who is, let's face it, half a
bubble off plum.

It's true.

Also, I've been thinking... Getilius...
Getilius.

Getilius.

He was right about her mental condition.

I wonder if he's right about her and her
trainer.

One way to find out.

Hi, Jenny.

AJ, Rick.

What are you guys doing here?

That's all just part of the background
check.

Oh, great.

Meet Mark Sandstrom. He's my personal
trainer here at the health club. This is

AJ and Rick Simon.

You're the one that's going to run the
marathon.

That's right.

I think your body fat percentage is much
too high.

He's got legs like tree trunks. He can
handle all that excess body fat.

Don't help me, all right?

As a matter of fact, I think I'm
rounding into very good shape for the

Very good shape?

I don't think so.

Lars, come on. You're being really rude.

That's okay. Maybe Blondie here would
like to foot his pecs where it's not

What? Bigger feet.

Get ready.

Go!

Come on, AJ, don't wimp out on me now.

What was I?

Six.

Seven.

Eight.

Nine.

Ten.

Eleven.

Twelve.

Thirteen.

Come on, AJ, fourteen.

Fifteen.

Did a lot better than I expected.

Are you kidding?

He had an off day. That's the worst I've
ever seen him do.

I'm real disappointed in you, kid. Shut
up, Rick.

We're just interested to hear about
these new detectives.

Rick and A .J. Simon.

Met him at the club today. Managed to
find out what kind of shape the runner

in. He is.

If he runs with Jenny, he just might be
good enough to ruin everything.

I still say we should at least get a
mask and an M -16 and just go take this

place down.

We need to get near the flory zone.

This is the only way to get close to
him. The one day out of the year when

in the office on the weekend.

Security at a minimum. The switchboard
is off. The police are tied up with

control. I'm telling you, this is going
to be the perfect crime.

Now, he's right, Tom.

Conventional robbers get caught because
they're conventional robbers.

Now, we, on the other hand, are all
upstanding citizens.

Just a lousy lawyer.

A larcenous stockbroker and a trainer is
tired of massaging upper -class

cellulite. One big score, and we all
live happily ever after.

So what about these guys?

If you like, I can make sure that
they're not around.

Go for it.

Leave it to me.

Hey, you guys.

According to my odometer, you just
passed eight miles.

Great!

Wait, Jenny, wait a minute, Jenny.

Come on, AJ, don't let a girl beat you.

It's the 88 Olympics.

The Ruskies have sneaked in a
superwoman, Svetlana.

So let's see that kick, AJ. You're
America's only hope. The whole world is

watching. Now kick, kick.

Done it to us again, AK.

Well, the food was great, but I've seen
livelier company at the wax museum.

Sorry.

Parsley. Always makes me moody.

Something's up, isn't it?

Jenny, after the incident in the park
this morning, Rick and I had a

long conversation, and we've come to a
very difficult decision.

It's just we don't exactly know how to
tell you.

Well, the traditional blindfold and last
cigarette would be just fine.

You guys are really serious, aren't you?

Well, what's wrong?

Jenny, what we're trying to say is... AJ
and I are going to have to resign from

your case.

You mean you're quitting?

We have to. We're taking your money for
nothing.

But I don't care about that.

But we do.

It's not right.

And besides...

It seems as if you only see these people
when we're with you.

We feel we're doing you more harm than
good.

I get it.

You guys just don't want to work with
the loony anymore. That's it, isn't it?

Well, that's just fine.

I'll find somebody else.

Somebody who's ten times as good as you
guys.

Someone who knows the meaning of the
word loyalty.

Thanks a lot.

Well, that's that.

Had to be done.

Definitely.

We were just feeding her delusions of
harassment needing protection.

Exactly.

I mean, there comes a time when you have
to respond like a professional

investigator.

It was just, uh... There was no case
here.

Absolutely.

We did the right thing.

Yeah.

So how do you feel?

Like I just strangled a puppy.

I don't know why you find this so
difficult to understand.

All I'm saying, Rick, is job or no job,
I'm running in the marathon.

AJ, you are 34 years old. It's the
ultimate challenge, and I feel I'm in

peak condition. You're 34 years old. I
know I'm 34 years old, so if I don't do

it this year, how many more chances am I
going to get, huh?

Rick, I'm not saying I want to make a
career out of this. It's just something

want to do one time in my life.

Yeah, I know how you feel.

They used to have the same kind of
fantasy about spending the night with

Frazetti triplets.

Question, A .J.

Why is it we work all night long and
triple -I investigators go home at six?

Because they're rich and unscrupulous.

While we, on the other hand, are poor
and noble.

Which is why we get presents.

So what do you think?

Well, ten bucks says it's another one of
Mrs.

Rayner's five -ton fruitcakes.

Another case we should never have taken.

Rayner makes a terrific fruitcake.

Love the smell of candied cherries and
citrus rind and wood pulp.

Dynamite!

Oh, ask him about Marty Trent.

Sergeant, run Marty Trent.

Okay.

Nope, he's still guest of the feds at
Terminal Island.

Okay, Luther Cross.

Uh -uh.

I know for sure that he had his ticket
punched in El Paso three months ago.

That'll be all, Sergeant. Thank you.

I've got it.

Flathead locket.

I paid him off for you over a year ago,
and you still owe me the 500 bucks.

You know, that's about a dozen suspects.

You guys got a lot of enemies.

Well, if you're complaining, Town, I'm
sure there's time for you to get back

the rest of that opera. What was it?

Gutter... Gutter... Gutter... Watch your
language.

Twilight of the Gods. This happens to be
one of Wagner's greatest works.

Yeah, well, I know the best sound I
heard all evening was my beeper going

owe it to you.

Town, we just wanted to know if you were
going to be in the office tomorrow. You

were the one who insisted on coming over
here tonight.

Yeah, well, why put off until tomorrow?

An opera you can miss tonight.

I was just thinking.

What if we're overlooking the obvious? I
mean, here we are, we're going through

all these old cases.

What if that bomb was involved with our
current case?

Jenny Tucker?

Come on, A .J., you don't think there's
anything to all this hidden enemy stuff,

do you?

I know how we can find out.

Hi.

Hi.

You hired any new detectives lately?

Not yet.

Good. I happen to know a couple of
gumshoes could use the work and the

What is the big emergency?

What the hell do you think you were
doing planning a bomb, for God's sakes?

Will you agree to let me handle the
Simon? Not like that.

I'm in this for one big score, not to
join Murder Incorporated.

Look, Lars, our biggest advantage is our
amateur standing.

Now, this bomb thing focuses too much
attention on the Simons and their

and we've got to remain innocent
nobodies. All right, gentlemen.

A .J. Simon is still running that
marathon tomorrow. What do you suggest

just give up the operation?

No. I made inquiries through the
brokerage house. Tucker has nearly $2

in metals and coins in that vault. We've
planned for months. It has to happen

tomorrow. He's right, and I've already
arranged our transportation to Rio, but

we've got to get rid of this Simon guy
somehow.

And I've got a couple of friends who,
for the right price, might persuade A

Simon to skip this race.

How do you feel, honey?

Don't worry, Mom, I'll live.

May not be a productive life, but I will
live.

What time is it?

It's almost 5 .30, why?

The marathon starts at 9.

Oh, whoa, wait a minute now.

You got your ribs bruised, you got your
bell rung, and it's a little bit late to

enter the wheelchair division.

Rick's right, AJ. The doctor told you to
stay in bed for 24 hours.

You remember anything at all about the
fight? I don't want to.

Those two big guys, muscle men.

The muscle men.

I know where I saw them.

And I'm going to give both of you
baseball bat lobotomies unless I get

answers, and I mean right now.

What do you want?

My brother's A .J. Simon.

Last night you two beat him up. I want
to know who ordered it and why.

We don't know nothing.

All right.

I'm going to make it real simple.

One question at a time. Hey, shut up!

Bankstrom. Now you see how easy that
was?

Tell me why.

Wait!

Lars told us to bust him up bad enough
that he couldn't run in the marathon

today.

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the
South Coast Marathon.

Runners, remember this is a loop course.

Both the start and the finish are at
this line.

Don't move.

If you're in shape, you're going to be
fine.

It's almost race time and I haven't seen
AJ.

Why isn't he here?

Here he is.

Yes, of course. Hi, how are you? Hi,
what happened to you? Oh, nothing,

What the hell is he doing here? I
thought Lars was going to take care of

Don't sweat it. Look at him. He won't
last two miles.

When we make our move, he'll be long
gone.

I just hope I can keep up with this
lady.

You'll both do fine.

In fact, we're going to watch it from my
office. It overlooks part of the

course. So I've invited our friends to
have a little marathon brunch, and then

we'll meet you back here in Chirion.

Okay.

All right. Good. Well, Connie, do the
lightning now. Okay. Nice to see you.

Honey, good luck.

You'll be great.

Bye.

All righty. Bye. Go gang, guys. Yeah.

Thank you.

Brothers, 15 seconds.

15.

Is everything all right, Mr. Tucker?

Oh, we're fine, Mike. Why don't you go
downstairs and watch some of the race?

I can't. I have my rounds to make.

How do you feel? Never better

Water.

We gotta take him now. Let's go. You
grab him. I'll grab the girl.

AJ, you okay?

I'm getting so tired.

There's people hitting me in the ribs.

Where's Jenny?

Giles and Barnett grabbed her. What?

Yeah.

Lars Benstrom's the one behind it.

He's the one who had you beaten up. Come
on.

Easy.

Yeah. Why did they grab her in broad
daylight, though? It doesn't make any

sense. I don't know.

Yes, they do.

They don't care who saw them. They're
going to ransom her right now.

Tucker's got a fortune in this office.
That's why he's watching the race.

All right, hop on.

Let's see if one of these traffic
control cops can get down the back and

them. Hold on. Hold on.

Ow!

Nobody move!

Jenny, how did... Shut up, Mr. Tucker!

We'll do the talking here.

Come on, step it up, Tucker. We're on a
tight schedule.

It's all right, Jenny. Everything's
going to be all right.

All right, Mr.

Tucker. Now, in this order, I want cash,
rare coins, platinum, and gold.

How many people does Tucker have in his
office with him?

Six, including the caterer.

Makes it risky.

Yeah.

We've got one thing going for us.
They're amateurs.

Maybe we ought to play a little
showdown.

All right, can you go back down to the
lobby and meet the police? Tell them

where we are and what's going on.

You got it.

Your wife will be accompanying us, and
you, you stay here without notifying the

police. You should be released within
the hour. All right.

All right, only just, just don't harm
her.

It's all right, Johnny. It'll be over
soon.

Hi, guys.

Rick Simon here.

AJ and I are going to crash your little
party. We have hostages, Simon.

Yeah, we know that.

But this is what you jocks like to call
the moment of truth, the down of

decision. Key play.

Within about five minutes, the cops are
going to get here.

Ten minutes after that,

a SWAT team with a hostage negotiator.

You let us out of here or we start
killing people.

No, no, no. Save that for the
negotiator.

He'll promise you anything until he can
get his snipers in position.

I don't like messing around with
amateurs.

You guys are too unpredictable.

So, uh, what'll happen, T, is three of
their best marksmen will each take one

you guys.

They'll aim for the base of the brain,
where it connects up with the spinal

cord.

That way there can't be any twitching
that might accidentally cause your

to discharge.

He's right about those SWAT guys.

They say you're dead before you even
hear the sound.

Just shut up, Tom.

You're not scaring us, Simon.

Tell you what, if you'd like to get out
of this alive, we could work a deal.

Yeah, what kind of a deal? We're
listening.

Well, it's real simple.

First, you open the door, and you throw
your weapons out, and you come out with

your hands up.

It beats getting our heads blown off.

So what do we do now, fearless leader?

All right, Simon, you got a deal. Here
come the guns.

Right there.

Bet you even cheated racquetball.

Jenny,

I'm so sorry I ever doubted you.

We're in for a piece of that sorry
ourselves.

Well, it doesn't matter now. It's all
over.

Thank God it's all over.

But it's not over, is it, A .J.? No,
it's not.

You guys, you're both lunatics for
coming all the way back here.

This is where we left the course.

Yeah, but you got 15 miles left to go.

Now look at him.

A .J., you're a mess. You don't stand a
chance.

I'm gonna try.

34 years old, Rick.

After this, it's a rotten chair and
senility.

Well, you're halfway there already.

Let's go.

Go get him, honey.

No.

I'm going to go get some paramedics to
follow him. They're not going to make it

five miles.

I'm not so sure.

It's been too long.

I think maybe we better backtrack and go
find him.

Yeah.

I'm afraid you're right.

Not again.

There it is.

It's finished.

AJ.

AJ, come on. It's finished.

Go for it.

No, we've got to cross it together.

No way.

It's gone.

Are you sure?

You're here. You're finished. Come to
me.

You're right.

My chance.

I'm

ready

for that rocking chair.

Okay. Let's go get a chillin' done.