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Probe 1, report your position.

Do you copy?

Probe 1, copy. I'm about a half a block
away from the store.

They're holding the hostage prisoner one
flight up in the back. Escape car

ready. You can't go around. The
insurgent patrols are blocking the

going in the front.

You can't. The whole area is pinned down
by crossfire.

That's why they won't expect me to go in
the front.

It's too dangerous.

My job was to find the vice counsel. I
found him, and that's the only way to

him out.

I got about two minutes before they blow
that building.

You are not authorized to go in. I can't
hear you.

Onward! Bye -bye.

Keep us covered.

Rogue One probe controlled.

Vice Consul safe and unharmed on his way
to neutral territory.

Recovery mission accomplished.

We copy you, Lockwood. You're lucky
you're not back there face down in the

gutter. But you are operating under
severe strain, so we'll overlook the

risk factor and call it exceptional
service.

Which means I'm entitled to a few days
off all expenses.

One, two...

Thank you.

It's an emergency assignment from the
Board of Directors. Lockwood, this is

Cameron. Now, do not hang up. We have an
emergency.

Yeah, well, so have I.

Dr. Laurent is here from the Board of
Directors.

Listen, Cam, you promised me a couple of
days off, right? It is embarrassing to

have to ask Dr. Laurent to use the
phone.

There's millions of dollars worth of
electronic equipment, and you're not

tuned in.

No, I'm tuned in.

This is Dr. Laurent.

Uh, Lockwood, uh, speaking on behalf of
the board of directors, they... Hi

there, Doc.

Listen, tell your board... Lockwood,
they've authorized me to offer you a

substantial bonus.

How much?

Two months' pay, two weeks' vacation,
all expenses.

Well, now, Doc, you make that three for
a party or two.

Agreed.

Tell Cameron to put up the briefing
tapes, crank up the team. By the time

they're plugged in, I'll be there.

Lockwood, you know Dr. Laurent.

Hi, Doc.

We've miniaturized the TV scanner even
smaller.

Now take a look at this, Dr. Laurent.

It certainly doesn't look like a camera.

Oh, yes, it's even more than a camera.

We've extended its range to include
picture, sound, shortwave, ultrasonics,

infrared. The full spectrum.

It can be handheld or it can clip onto
these handsome cufflinks, custom

by Cameron Accessories.

Some probes prefer to wear it on a
watch, ring, tie -tack. Others, like

like to wear it right on the button.

I am a camera.

He has a tiny receiving set that's tuned
into our sound channel and it is right

there just behind his ear.

Well, I don't see anything. It's inside.

An implant?

Yes. It's a permanent built -in ear
jack.

Well, can someone else hear it? Someone
standing close to him?

No, it's a neuroimplant.

Miss Keats, would you put up the
software package?

Probe control.

Briefing tapes up.

Clear channels.

Run, please.

Johannes Consolidated.

World's largest diamond combine.

contracted probe division to recover a
missing set of nine major diamonds known

as the Entourage Collection.

The Entourage Collection was looted from
the Museum of Fine Arts in Paris during

the Nazi occupation of France on direct
orders from Reichsmarschall Hermann

Goering. Reichsmarschall Goering ordered
many art treasures removed from the

Louvre and other museums.

These were returned after the Nuremberg
trials.

All except the Entourage Collection,
which disappeared.

Recovery rights were sold by the museum
to Johannes Consolidated.

Johannes now owns title to the missing
diamonds.

How much are they worth?

Value estimate.

Collection was originally insured by
Loeb Chicago at 22 million U .S.

Each stone valued at fair market price
of 2 million minimum.

Historical value, priceless.

No replacement possible.

Historical background.

Cassette 2.

Priority AA.

Online, run 2.

Orloff 3.

Reduction cutting from the original
pendant gift to Catherine the Great.

Austrian yellow.

Honey -colored Habsburg crown fragment.

Yonker 10.

Reduction cutting from 726 -carat South
African third cut.

Owned by King Farouk of Egypt.

Fragment splinters.

Gifts to noblemen. The prize piece is
number nine.

A chunk of the royal blue heart once
owned by Louis XIV.

The other part is the Hope Diamond in
the Smithsonian.

I'll need photographs.

You'll be supplied with a photo replica
of the entire collection.

Why did they come to World Securities?
It seems more like a criminal case.

Skip the footnotes. Get down to the
giblets.

Cassette 5, run.

The case was kept open for 20 years, but
police and private detective agencies

failed completely.

The briefing tape did mention a possible
lead, a woman involved with Goering at

the time.

What's her name?

Uh, Frau Ullmann, U -L -L -M -A -N, the
address,

Winter Chateau, Innsbruck, Austria.

End of run.

Wait. It's one more tape.

This is Aaron Johannes, executive
director of Johannes Consolidated

Exchange.

We have made arrangements to supply the
services of our chief appraiser, Mr.

Harold Streeter.

My name is Harold L. Streeter, chief
appraiser Johannes Consolidated.

My firm has arranged for me to accompany
your search party to provide technical

information.

Thank you so much.

He'll join you on the trip to Austria.

It won't be necessary to take Streeter
along.

Mr. Johannes made the arrangements
personally.

Well, sir, you are hooked up, fumed in,
briefed, and ready to go, and Mr.

Streeter will meet you on the plane.

No point in saying goodbye, gang.

Since you're all coming with me, I'll
see you on the bus.

Rhoda, light the fire.

Green lights.

Greens, all systems.

Prepare for air check, telemetry tests,
and overseas tracking.

Good luck, Lockwood.

You're on the air.

I gather you're not too happy to have me
tagging along.

But don't worry, I shan't be in your
way.

However, you want a few tips on precious
stones, Mr. Lockwood.

I'm your man.

Welcome aboard, Mr. Streeter.

Probe control to probe one. We have
contact with you via telecommunications

transatlantic net.

This is ComSat Satellite Tracking
Station, Niner Grid 6, Goose Bay,

Azar Station. Six reporting Jodrell Bank
antenna link. ComSat Station cleared

for probe one. Proceed to flight check.

Now I realize... that you are in the
presence of people.

So we do not expect a verbal reply.

We are now testing the microphone on
your TV scanner.

Volume control, please.

Wine or red?

I'd better consider developing my idea.
I'd have some of both.

And a selection of cheeses?

A little of everything.

Thank you, my dear.

How was it? Loud and clear.

I think the tornado could do with a
little more Bernays.

Better not use verbal. We do not want to
attract any attention.

Now we need a test on your non -verbal
signal system.

Please activate your dental contact
switch.

Send signal for affirmative.

Copy loud and clear. One beep.

Yes.

Send signal for negative.

Copy. Two beep.

No.

Medical telemetry next.

Lockwood, this is Gloria.

I think we've seen enough of the
stewardesses.

Please direct your scanner, Mr.
Streeter, for tests of pulse,

temperature readouts.

Pulse rate up, 91.

Respiration, 31.

Body temp, 98 .31607. Normal.

EEG brainwave system.

Mild excitation.

EKG.

Faint gurgle in systole. Normal at his
age.

Ultrasonic.

Intestinal squeaks normal.

Lockwood. Tip up to his head.

Scan him with the infrared heat sensor.

Sinus trouble minor.

Six gold fillings, nine silver.

Never mind.

Anything new on his security check?

Harold L. Streeter.

Born July 9, 1919.

Cape Town, South Africa. We don't need
the whole dossier. Anything

Negative. No want, no record.

Bonded by Diamond Merchants Association.

He's an eccentric old duck, but he knows
his wines as well as diamonds.

By the way, Lockwood, that Cabernet
Sauvignon Special Reserve, is it as full

-bodied as it looks?

Shame. Well, Corota, are you calibrated?

Clear signal, no distortion, maximum
interlock.

Don't lose him. We'll keep visual
pictures as long as he stays in areas

good reception.

And be sure to take your vitamin C.

We don't want your head jammed up by a
cold that lose your sound channels.

Well, we better test check his audio
receiver.

Hang on, Lockwood.

Corolla's going to turn up the volume.

In this regard, we're picking up BBC
shortwave.

You must be flying over NATO

fleet manoeuvres.

You copy?

All systems bright green, line check
completed.

Care for some music?

Time for a nap.

Save it.

Yeah, that's it.

According to the guy who gave me the car
keys, that winter chateau is only about

a half hour drive.

Better transfer the scanner.

We'll get dizzy if you drive with it on
your ring.

Naturally, most people are impressed by
the royal blue fragment.

But your true diamond expert considers
the queen of the entourage collection to

be the Peruzzi IV.

Peruzzi? Yes, he was a Venetian
stonecutter, fascinated by refracted

He was the first person to figure out
the correct number of angles, 58 facets,

the original brilliant cut. He lent it
to the Marquise de Pompadour.

Why did he lend it?

Foolish people wear diamonds.

Wise people use them as stepping stones
to power.

This, uh, photoreplica was waiting for
us at the airport.

Aha.

The entourage collection.

Ah, there it is, the Austrian yellow.

Ha! The Grand Saucy Five.

Chantilly pink, I'd forgotten her.

Pale pink fragment of the Grand Condé.

18 .53 carats.

Incredible charm.

You really know your rocks.

The map that came with the car doesn't
show the smaller roads.

Maybe they've got one in the restaurant.

I hear they have delicate Braunschweiger
sausages in the mountains. They say you

can smell the wildflowers in the wines.

Well, you gotta keep moving.

I'll get the map.

Fresh air.

Flowers.

Just like the postcards, eh?

Beautiful.

Yeah, it is. Probably got a first -class
wine cellar.

Why don't you try a half bottle on your
way back?

You know, Cam, you're about as bad as he
is with a wine tour.

In case you haven't noticed, pal, I'm
lost, which means you are, too.

Ah, Freilein.

Hi.

Caught you talking to your navel, eh,
Lockwood?

Let that be a warning to you. No more
verbal from your end. Copy?

Never mind about the road map. Just hop
back in the car and we will put you into

the Naval Observatory in Washington.

The computer banks carry reconnaissance
maps from overflight photos.

Keats, shall we link up?

Naval Observatory computers online.

Feed in the approximate vector.

Display, please.

Which way?

No, I didn't have a map.

Let's see. Left or right?

Left.

Six kilometers, then hang a right.

As soon as over there, why don't we try
left for about six kilometers and then

hang a right?

Just a superb sense of direction.

That's what you might call a built -in
compass.

Just what we need.

Please don't knock on the door and ring
the bell. One is sufficient. Yes?

Sorry.

Are you English?

American.

Perhaps that explains it.

Who would you like to see?

We're looking for a fraulein.

I'm her daughter.

Oh, I think I have a card here
someplace.

Her pulse rate just jumped.

Is she afraid?

More like sexual attraction.

What about Lockwood?

Same thing.

Pity Pat, heavy breathing, the works.

This is my research assistant, Mr.
Streeter. I'm Hugh Lockwood, associate

editor, U .S. News Future magazine.
We're doing an article on famous jewel

collections, and your mother's name is
referred to us in connection with the

entourage diamonds.

She's having an adrenaline reaction.

What's the stimulus?

It's hard to tell.

Hormones, gray, half Lockwood, half
rocks. How are his vital signs?

Right in there palpitating.

Let's not get overstimulated, Lockwood.

Invite her mother to tea.

Would you care to join me for some tea?

Her mother. Bring your mother.

She's having her tea now out in the
terrace.

Perhaps she'll invite you to join her.

I'll take your card if you don't mind
waiting here, please.

Excuse me.

Long lingering view of Miss Ullman's
departure while probed eyeballs fall

out. Miss Harding, we're keeping a tape
record.

Mama?

Mr. Lockwood? How do you do, ma 'am?

Streeter.

Harold L. Streeter at your service.

How do you do?

Please, sit down.

Mama, these gentlemen are here to do
some research on the entourage

Oh, sharp adrenaline reaction.

EKG tremors, possible heart condition.

I'm afraid I don't know much about the
entourage tools.

Lie. Mr. Lockwood, would you like to try
some Viennese pastries? I baked them

myself.

Lie. Miss Harvey.

Apple strudel, my favorite treat.

Lie. Please.

We were hoping that you could give us
some background on the collection.

Where they came from, what happened to
them, anything that would be of interest

to our readers.

She's badly frightened. Slow waves.
She's fighting to keep from fainting.

It was such a long time ago, at the end
of the war, when

Berlin was in ruins.

You knew Hermann Goring?

He came from the same district in
Bavaria.

I knew him before I met Hitler.

You kept the diamonds for him?

Yes.

He brought them here from Paris.

But later in the end, he said for them.

By a messenger?

An SS colonel. His name was Schroeder.

The diamonds were needed to finance the
escape to Latin America of certain high

-ranking German officers.

I gave him the velvet case with the nine
diamonds.

Colonel Schroeder?

Took them with him, and that was the
last I ever saw of the

entourage collection.

Don't force it. She's close to the edge.

I understand, Fraulein.

You've been most helpful and kind.

It's time to change the subject and to
concentrate on the superb strudel.

Intense reaction to superb strudel.

Lockwood, we are copying the emergency
signal. Are you sending it on purpose or

just grinding your teeth?

Are you awake, Streeter?

Hmm? We're being followed.

Are you sure?

When I slow, he slows.

Well, I don't like that.

Neither do we.

Let's take a look at him.

Hold it steady.

We'll try to zoom in on him.

Please film.

Store it.

Chunky beggar. Must weigh 20 stone.

Sorry about that. My brake's locked.

Why don't you go on ahead and order some
wine?

The one with the wildflowers, huh?

Reincassler 64.

Reincassler 64.

Gotta be a winner.

Did you run an ID check on the Chunky
Beggar? We may have trouble getting a

positive ID without fingerprints or
voice prints to back it up.

Any leads on the SS officer, Colonel
Schroeder?

Keech is programming a search through
Berlin archives.

Yeah, we'll pin him down and we can
start to zero in on the diamonds.

Hi.

There you are. We have an unexpected
guest.

Fraulein Ullmann followed us from the
chateau.

It figures.

Well, Miss Ullmann, it's nice to have
you join us. No, no, please, please. My

name is Heidi Linde, but they call me
Ulli.

How do you say that?

Ulli.

Ulli. I hope you don't mind my following
you here.

You're most welcome.

I am afraid I do have an ulterior
motive, so I was hoping that your

might be...

Willing to offer some sort of reward for
more accurate information regarding the

entourage collection.

What kind of information?

Well, my mother lied to you.

Now we're getting somewhere.

About Colonel Schroeder?

There was no Colonel Schroeder.

Oh?

No. You see, I was very young, but I
still remember that there was no SS

officer... Coming for the jewels.

Well, what happened to them?

After my father had died in the war, my
mother wanted to remarry, and she wanted

to marry a diplomat, a Scandinavian by
the name of André Delarue.

Search program.

Retrieval and display.

André Delarue.

I remember very distinctly her giving
him the velvet case with nine diamonds.

Where did André Delarue take them?

They arranged for him to try to smuggle
them into the United States by the use

of his diplomatic passport.

Well, that's the last we ever heard of
him.

It's easily understood why Frau Ullmann
felt it necessary to bend the truth a

little. Uli, how would you feel if we
went back to see your mother?

To ask her if anybody else was involved?

You know, she just might remember the
name of somebody that knew Delores.

Well, yes, she has to face up to the
truth sooner or later, and...

And I'd rather it be you than the
police.

Good.

Try Swedish diplomatic corps.

Pats 9 are immediate access.

Probe control.

Priority double A.

Andre Delarue.

Positive. Yes.

Got the little devil.

Read out.

Dossier card.

Run, please.

Subject found murdered, 1945, in front
seat of touring car at Cecil Pine Pass

border. Three bullets, .32 caliber, in
back of head, neck, and right shoulder.

No luggage.

No wallet.

Positive ID, Vice Counsel Strauss
Bergen.

Presumed victim of looters operating in
refugee zone.

Lockwood, you copy?

She's not here.

I know she's gone from the house. I can
feel it. Perhaps she's having a nice nap

upstairs. Not at this time of the day.

Well, if she went out, maybe she left
you a note.

I know she didn't have any plans to
leave.

Mama!

Mama!

You two look down here. I'll try
upstairs.

Well, she's not upstairs.

Nothing down here either.

Julie, she does visit people, doesn't
she? She goes out.

She doesn't like to be alone.

Our readings say she's telling the
truth.

Where's your answer?

She must have seen you flashing up to
follow us and decided to call on some

neighbors. No, no, no. She wouldn't. She
wouldn't go there. It's two kilometers.

All her friends live in the village.

She's going to visit them and then
probably go out shopping. She never goes

alone.

You'll feel it when she's not here,
don't you?

Have you any feeling that some harm may
have come to her?

No, I...

No, I don't feel anything, neither good
nor bad.

Better search for her in the village.

Look, Gulli, why don't you just wait
here in case she comes back? We'll drive

down to the village.

Terribly sorry to put you to all this,
but it just isn't like her to disappear.

We'll phone you from the village.

Check out the stoodle shop.

And where are you going?

Up on the roof.

What the

devil

was that all about?

Somebody unloaded a full clip on our
heads.

Extreme rapid fire, probably a 9 -11.

A picture's still fluttering.

He must have landed on your scanner.

Your vital signs jumped clear off the
scope.

I'm saving your brainwave pattern. It
looked like an earthquake.

Where are you?

Where do you think I am? I'm up on the
roof looking for the bad guys. They hit

Streeter. I'd get down from there if I
were you.

Look, he tried it once, he'll try it
again. Let him go.

Best thing we can do is to have the
medical systems examine Streeter and

determine the extent of his injury.

How's your picture?

It scrambles now and then, but our
computers are stabilizing it.

I'll see you downstairs.

In verbal.

You look horrible. How do you feel? I
intend to submit an expense voucher for

this suit.

Can you bend your head forward?

Yes, forward's fine, but no bending
back.

Hold your head still.

Let Dr.

Lockwood diagnose the condition.

Medical systems online.

Scalp wound superficial.

You're only grazed. Not a bullet wound.

But not by a bullet.

Probably a stone splinter.

It's more like a flying splinter from
the flagstone.

More like a flying brick.

Let's see now.

No concussion. Peaks and spindles have
leveled out. Vital signs within age and

exertion parameters.

Well, you'll live.

Not to go outside the house anymore
without wearing a steel helmet. And if

need some rest, I'll go and get you a
blanket.

My friend, we are in business.

You mean when we get warm, we get shot
at?

For a woman's the key.

Find her and we find the diamonds.

Provided we're not dead.

Provided she's not dead.

Well, if I was the coach of this team,
I'd send you to the showers.

I hear you, but he happens to know a
diamond from a paste zircon.

Look, let's face it. As long as we keep
going for the diamonds, they're going to

keep going for us. Getting whacked on
the head is no life for a connoisseur

a gentleman.

I hope I've not been holding you back.

We could bring him back here to probe
control.

Right on. The best thing we could do is
to ship you out of here on the next

plane. I don't need to get happy about
it.

This is for you, and this, sir, is for
you.

Flugnummer 701 on Kuft 935.

Flight 701 arriving 935.

I found it next to the telephone in my
mother's room.

Why don't you call the airlines?

We'll do it. Patch into airlines ticket
computers.

Lufthansa flight 701 arrives daily
Kennedy International Airport 935 p

.m. I seem to recall.

Flight 11 departing Innsbruck 845 a .m.

I remember there's nothing until
tomorrow morning.

Well, I guess we'll just have to bed
down for the night.

Medical telemetry reporting unstable
condition in probes physical systems.

You're very welcome to stay here, you
know.

Suggest you take Streeter and drive to a
hotel near the airport.

But do you, uh... Do you know a hotel
near the airport?

There is the Innsbruck Hotel, only about
a couple of minutes from the terminal.

You know, it's not really too safe to
stick around here.

Lockwood.

What if my mother comes back?

Your mother's probably on her way to the
States.

What makes you say that?

Well, the flight number 701 usually
means overseas flights.

We know your mother's personal interest
in the diamonds.

Find them, we'll probably find her.

But she would have told me if she was
planning to leave the country.

You know, maybe you're right.

Listen, would it be a terrible
inconvenience if I were to come with

All the way to America.

Mm -hmm.

All the way to America.

There's really no need to take Miss
Almond. Try to let her down gently.

Look, there's a...

Really no compelling reason why you
should have to join us in search of your

lost mother.

Lockwood, you're not searching for her
lost mother. You're trying to track down

some diamonds.

Just for the records, I tried to talk
her out of joining us, but she insisted.

I stand witness.

And don't worry, I even pay my own way.

Don't be silly.

Now, I'm sure we can find a way to hide
you in our expense account.

I have a most understanding publisher.

You Austrians really know how to hurt.

Viennese waltzes, yellow blossoms
drifting on the evening breeze, and you

to wear a dress that floats.

Does it please you?

Brings tears to my eyes.

Are you quite sure it's the dress?

Well, I'd have to see it hanging in the
closet.

And where am I while you're making this
test?

We have to sit through this.

Don't move.

a spider.

Sitting beside you, my dear.

Shh, can't you see the man's working?

Ha!

Now I can see your reflection in the
wine like one of the entourage diamonds.

The Austrian yellow from the Habsburg
crown.

It's the color of wild honey.

Wild honey?

Do you believe this schmaltz? Miss
Harding, I am warning you.

Don't warn me, warn him.

Which stone is your favorite?

Of the entourage collection?

I think the Chantilly pink.

Let's see, that's a reduction fragment
of the Grand Combe diamond.

It's a pale rose, like the nose of a
white kitten.

It's very feminine.

I can dig that.

Blood pressure up.

Excuse me.

Too much input overloads my head, so I
went down the wrong way.

Objection noted.

Miss Harding, shut up!

Oh, I have a trick sinus.

Whenever I get overstimulated, it likes
to give me a zets.

Oh,

he's asking you whether we want another
bottle of wine.

Sure, why not?

Another one for the road.

Machen wir es bitte eine halbe Flasche.
Ist er schon da?

Fleischred, she ordered the wine and
then asked, is he here yet?

Ja, wir haben bereits seine
Zimmervorbestellung. We have his

Danke.

Makes sense to you, Lockwood.

Negative here, too.

Dritter. Harold L., I hear you.

Jawohl. Try the house telephone, please.

371. Thank you.

Room 371, please.

Streeter here.

Lucky doll.

That happens to be a superb... Vintage.

Smooth.

Abrupt surge on Green Hill, though.
Looks to me like she's spotted somebody

the restaurant.

Give us a slow pan around the tables.

And here's to your success.

I'll certainly drink to that.

Okay. No results on the scan.

How Streeter would like this vintage.

I think I'll phone him.

Make sure that he's resting comfortably.

But do hurry back.

What's he up to?

Lockwood, what are you doing?

I've got a warning light.

He's leaving the scanner.

Probe's vital signs are fading.

Either he's walking away from the
vicinity of the scanner, or he just

Do we have audio contact?

He can hear us with his ear jack, but
he's too far from the scanner mic for us

to hear him.

Lockwood, use your dental contact. Do
you copy?

Lockwood, did you leave the scanner on
purpose?

That white blur on the screen.

Did you leave the scanner concealed in
the napkin?

Very clever, but very irregular.

If anything happens, it comes out of
your paycheck.

You work for freebies the rest of your
life. Do you copy?

What do you mean, no?

You heard me.

397, please.

A straighter? Mm -hmm. How's your head?

Still a bit twingy, but I'm numbing the
paint with some very nice brandy,

courtesy of the publisher.

Sounds like you're rounding off the
third snifter.

I'm just rounding off the bottle.

Oh, by the by, I had a call just now
from an old colleague of mine, a diamond

cutter who used to work for the
Kimberley Mines.

Top flight professional, knows his
rocks.

He said he had something important to
show you.

The Neistat.

N -I -E -S -T -A -T.

I told him to wait for you in the lobby
by the palm court.

Give him a hearing.

He's very reliable.

Says he has something hot.

Hot, hot?

White hot.

Lockwood, is your sound channel open?

We're picking up something on Ms.
Ullman.

A man just got up from a table.

Moved in close to his shoulder.

We'll turn up audio and feed it back to
you.

A diamond appeared here in Innsbruck.
From

the entourage.

Which one?

The Austrian yellow.

And the others?

I don't know.

And my mother?

I don't know.

It is very important you stay with Mr.
Lockwood.

I agree, but I have a feeling he is
coming back.

The waiter.

He's clearing the table.

Lockwood, get back to the table before
he sweeps up the scanner.

He's grabbed the napkin. He has got the
scanner.

Lockwood, can you see him?

Telemetry address.

Can you read me?

Medical system is very faint.

Faint wave pattern.

How about this one?

Cannot hear you, but we are picking up
traces of telemetry system.

We're losing him.

I'm over here.

Verbal transmission coming through.

Can you be closer?

Strong signal.

Clear patterns.

Warmer? Now we got to be loud and clear.

Green light.

Gotcha. Green light monster.

Carota, hand me that glass of water.

How are we doing? You okay?

Oh, it's just green.

Smile, you're on television.

I ordered you some strawberry.

Well, why don't we put them all in our
doggie bag and go for a picnic in the

moonlight? Lockwood, no picnic, no
moonlight.

And we can go wading in the fountain.

Hold it. No wading.

Do not risk loss of audio by getting
your feet wet.

It's later.

Miss Hallman's right.

Listen to her.

And time to go to bed.

Hold the remarks, everybody.

Now, Lockwood, you've got a long...

flight ahead of you tomorrow.

It's time to assist the young lady to
the elevator.

May I?

May we?

If she's speaking French, the lady says
yes.

Mr. Lockwood?

Eileen Olman?

Kurt von Neustadt.

Oh, yes.

Mr. Streeter told me about you in some
detail.

You were a diamond cutter for the
Kimberley Mines. Yeah, that was a long

ago. Now I am retired.

You said you might have something for
me.

Yeah.

Would you care to join me in the Palm
Lounge for a nightcap? The bar service

closed, but I took the liberty of
ordering cognac. You gentlemen have

to discuss. I can find the elevator
myself.

No, no. I am sure that Mr. Van Neistat
expects you to join us. Of course.

To the entourage collection.

Well, it's nice to know that our mission
is such a well -kept secret.

Well, of course.

Your entourage is very precious.

You know, all my life I have admired
great diamonds.

I could have offered my services to
Johannes Consolidated, but I

preferred to come to you personally.

You're helping us out of the goodness of
your heart.

We are not serious, of course, but...

You may not be too far from the truth.

I have lived for too many years with the
memory of a great evil in my heart.

And the specialists tell me that perhaps
I don't have too much more time.

Where are the diamonds?

The entourage collection is now in the
United States, locked in the vault of a

secret bank.

What kind of bank?

Now, with accounts, like in Switzerland,
except that this bank holds works of

art, diamonds, and paintings, all seized
by fugitive SS overseers when they

escaped at the end of World War II.

And where is this bank?

Its name is the Regency Crown Hotel.

And down below, in the wine cellars,
there are vaults protected by

locks.

And how does the operation work?

With code numbers.

You go to the manager of the hotel.

His name is Felix Ernst.

And you give him this card.

SS9607HG.

That is the number which was assigned to
Reich Marshal Hermann Goering.

And this clears your conscience, huh?

It is a small start.

And you really expect me to believe
you'd give away a fortune?

I am quite sure you will believe me when
you see my final credential.

Zoom in on it.

Lockwood, tip down.

It's the Austrian yellow.

Ah, he recognizes you.

Color of honey.

15 .73 carats.

Get in as close as you can.

Split screen.

Calibrate for precise registration.

If that's authentic, it belongs to the
entourage collection.

The Austrian yellow belongs to me.

We have an exact match.

If it's a replica, it's precise to one
thousandth of a millimeter.

All nine stones belong in the
collection.

Yeah, you wouldn't want to break up a
set.

It belongs to me as payment.

My service is rendered.

Well, then it's yours to sell. It is not
for sale.

500 ,000?

I'm not interested.

750 ,000.

Dr. Paltz. He did not come here to
bargain.

Offer him a million.

One million cash.

Oh, it's no use.

I would never live to spend it. Double
it. Two million.

Adrenaline surge.

Convulsive patterns.

No, I am not permitted to...

I thought you said it was Ewan.

Who's in it with you? You won't let me
go.

Stop him. Don't let him go. Wait.

Hold it. You can't beat him up and steal
it.

Why don't you go after him? All you need
is a probe charged with ferocious

assault. I'll let him go.

Well, we get his name.

Fingerprints on the glass.

Police will pick him up. Possession of
stolen property.

But he knows where my mother is and he's
got the Austrian yellow. Now, we may

never see it again.

That stone was authentic, and the code
number's authentic.

Now, we can afford the risk of losing
one if it buys us the other eight.

And helps us find your mother, hmm?

Besides, we, uh, have to get Streeter
back to the United States.

We?

Did you say we?

Uh -huh.

Then you promise to take me with you,
hmm?

Ah, Lockwood.

Well, Mr. Streeter needs a nurse. Mr.
Streeter does not need a nurse.

We need some rest.

Let's not get carried away, Lockwood.

I'll see you out to your room.

The elevator will be sufficient.

We have a liftoff.

Lockwood, we are...

taping your every move. For the record,
the present activity is not authorized.

Do not proceed on present course.

Now, Lockwood, we lost the picture.

Lockwood!

Did you put that scanner in your pocket?

Corona, is he still hooked up?

Yes, sir, he's hooked up fine.

Carlos, can you read brainwave activity?

Yes, sir. All systems are go -go. Miss
Harding, are you still receiving

telemetry? If it's all the same to you,
I prefer not to monitor the rest of this

transmission. Lockwood, use your dental
contact.

Are you turned on?

See what you mean?

Save it.

Then you must be a private detective.

Nothing to say.

Then what the devil are you?

I'm what they call a probe. The probe
division specializes in the search and

recovery of things of humanity.

Missing diamonds, missing persons,
missing money, stocks, elephants,

You lose it, we find it. Sort of
glorified, lost and found.

Computerized, we call it...

programmed retrieval operations.

Well, that spells out P -R -O, but what
does the B -E stand for? I'll tell you

when we get inside. Look, why don't you
wait here while I drop off Mr. Streeter,

and then we'll lead on the client.

Hey, um, what does the B -E stand for?

It's top secret.

Okay.

Hi, Annie.

Priority three, Streeter Harrell L.

So you're an engraved imitation.

Hi, team.

Here are my postcards.

Digital 3 is not reading.

Mr. Streeter, take his coat, please,
Alice.

VCR Cameron. I'm director of probe
control unit 1.

How do you do?

Why, it's like NASA.

Yes, I hope you realize that you are one
of the few people privileged to witness

the inner workings of probe.

I appreciate your confidence in me. And
I hope that you tell Mr.

Johannes that we included you every step
of the way. Of course, but... What is

all this for?

You've heard of peeping toms?

Meet the computerized kibitzers.

You mean we've been under surveillance?

No, I've prepared this place for you
right here, next to my console.

For me?

Yes, you're still assigned to the case
as our expert on precious stone.

Now, we will explain our procedures as
we monitor Mr. Lockwood's adventures.

You'd better get cracking, hadn't you,
before the Entourage collection gets

chopped down to baguettes and chips.

I'll wave to you, Streeter.

Lockwood.

Can I see you a second before you go?

Can't you see I'm racing against the
clock?

Well, I just wanted to apologize for
seeming a little... jealous.

Jealous?

You jealous?

Keep it up with the Rhyme Maiden, and
I'll melt your ear jack down with some

ultrasonic feedback.

Come on, Angela. She means nothing.

Then why all the temperature jumps and
heartthrobs?

Who are you going to believe, me or your
lying lie detector?

Moment.

Ja.

Danke. Gut, Fräulein Ullmann.

The Regency Crown is one of the last of
the Grand Hotel.

It was built in 1876 for the very rich.

It was used as a cover by Gulf port
smugglers.

And from there, it became a headquarters
for rum runners during Prohibition.

Lockwood actually hears all this? That's
every word.

Would you, uh, would you like to say
hello?

Oh, aren't you?

Yeah. Hello, Lockwood.

Are you there?

One thought's means yes.

You're awkward.

Mr. and Mrs.? Uh, business associates.

This is, uh, Miss Ullman.

Ah, yes, the reservation is for a suite
with adjoining rooms.

Are you the manager?

Felix Ernst, at your service.

Will you please register?

Yes, of course, Mr. Lockwood. I had no
idea.

This entitles you to receive our finest
accommodations.

And you are welcome to inspect our wine
cellar as soon as you wish.

Front, please.

False joke.

Which one?

I have several overlapping.

It's Miss Ullman. She shows brainwave
excitation.

Lockwood, any stimulus to make Miss
Ullman spooky?

There's the answer.

That is the man she contacted back in
the Innsbruck restaurant.

He told her to stick close to him.

before that Doberman goes berserk.

Power down.

Loss of picture.

Sound channel fairly audible.

That's a nice doggie.

Crota, the dog's gone.

Resume full power.

He's up to it.

There's your picture.

Return to the adventures of probe.

Why don't you say hello?

I don't know what you mean.

False rise.

The man with the dog.

You know him?

He talked to you back at Innsbruck.

Adrenaline surge.

Yes, I know him.

His name is Shaney and he's a...

Detective.

Who is?

No, private. He was at one time employed
by the Museum of Fine Arts in Paris.

But that is not the only reason why I
cooperated with him.

He's a professional and knows how to
locate missing persons. And he agreed to

help me find my mother.

I appreciate you telling me the truth.

And now I would appreciate if you would
tell me the truth.

You mean how I happen to know that you
know Mr.

Cheney?

You obviously had your accomplices spy
on me.

Well...

The waiter tipped me off about Mr.
Cheney's visit when I left the dining

Front desk, please.

I don't like to spy, but I must say it's
a pleasure to keep an eye on you.

Felix Ernst, you're awkward.

The accommodations are just fine, and
I'm ready to look at your wine cellar.

Cellars under the hotel are like Roman
catacombs.

I'm told that many years ago smugglers
from the Gulf port...

Used it to hide illegal shipments of
rum.

Is it true the mob used it during
Prohibition?

Wealthy people will always pay for what
is hard to get.

Lockwood.

Your signal's breaking up.

We have intermittent reception.

Those are fuse boxes, wiring, and other
basement interference.

The Regency is famous for its superb
collection of wines.

Did that label say 1934?

Bordeaux. Superb vintage.

Alert on vital signs.

A degree of excitement's natural.

I'm allowing for normal tension.

But I'm picking up bank signals off
presence.

It's probably distortions due to the
basement area.

No, these aren't interference.

They're separate pulses.

She's right. I'm picking up two new
patterns hidden off to one side.

You copy, Lockwood?

We're picking up signals from back there
in the shadows.

You may have run into an ambush.

There goes the Bordeaux. Never mind the
Bordeaux. There goes Lachlan.

Hear him.

Shouldn't we wait for orders from the
Obermeister? Who?

Like a chief, the commandant, the boss.

Concussion or worse, signal fading.

Boost.

Scrabbling. Reds here.

Red light. Reds. No signal. All reds. If
he dead, reach.

Probe Control, do you copy? Come in,
please.

Can you flicker on the contact plates?

Ah, thank God he didn't lose the
scanner.

Probe Control, this is Probe One. Do you
copy? Come in, please.

This is Probe Control, copy.

Badly broken.

Probably electrical wiring.

Try directional shift.

Hold it. Right there.

Can we get more light? Light input.
Boost to maximum brightness.

Picture scrambled.

Sound channel faint but clear.

Telemetry intermittent.

How are you?

Tell me. Medical systems.

Pulse. Weak. Becoming normal.

Respiration. Slow. Shallow.

Temperature. 1 .9 or subnormal.

Blood chemistry. Shock imbalance.

Now stabilizing.

Way pattern indicates mild concussion.

May I?

Here I am.

Hello, this is Streeter.

I must say, you took a bit of a
trampling.

How do you feel?

Trampled. Where are you?

In a heap on the floor.

Up to my ankles in water in some kind of
a cell.

Is it bolted? Locked?

Locked.

No keyhole this side. It's got to be the
upper lock.

Hold the scanner up close.

There's no picture.

Try telemetry.

Metal surrounded by wood.

Picking up any heat image.

Corotta, move down the spectrum to
infrared.

See if you can pick it up on sniper
scope.

We're getting an image.

Sensitive to contrast and temperature,
like the sniper scopes used by soldiers

on night patrol.

Make it, sir.

Jaeger Guardian, standard hotel model.

The buttons set inside the door?

Right. Top one locks it, bottom one will
set you free.

Two centimeters.

You're on target.

Now keep turning.

Try a little more leverage.

I got it.

Gesundheit. And we're in big trouble.

It's catching cold.

Five more minutes on that wet floor, and
his ear jack is jammed for three days.

Lockwood, keep moving.

And take a handful of biohistidine if
you've still got them. We cannot afford

lose audio contact.

Do you copy?

The picture is still

unstable.

We're A -OK on telemetry.

corridor empty.

Would you proceed to the wine cellar and
open the wall safe?

Wait a minute.

What about Uli?

What about her?

You're in the basement. You're somewhere
near the wine cellar. It's now or

never. Look, they went for me. They're
going to go for her.

No, no, no, no. First the diamonds, then
the girl.

Spoken like a true company man.

He's right, Cameron.

Company man, huh?

All right. Right there.

I'll make a deal with him. Five minutes,
that's all I ask.

If Julie's in trouble, five minutes
won't help her. If she's not in trouble,

five minutes won't hurt. So try for the
safe.

If you cannot locate it and crack the
combination in five minutes, we will

the mission.

All right, Cameron, you got five
minutes.

I can see pretty well, but you better
keep me on course.

Start your clock. Back the other way.

Picking up obstacles, crates, something
like cloth.

Can you see at all?

Just a few feet. Metal pipe.

Thanks a lot, amigo.

It ought to be just ahead of you.

On your left.

Metal rectangle set in the wall.

That's it.

The safe's in front of you. You'd better
focus your infrarotoscope inside the

workstand tumblers.

Turn up your audio gain to full power
and tell me when the tumbler's clicked.

Focus.

Not too deep.

And magnify.

First tumbler's in place.

Turn to the right.

Slow, easy.

Second tumbler in the slot.

Turn to the left.

Thirty -six.

Thirty -five.

Thirty -four.

Thirty -three.

Third tumbler home free.

Turn right.

Twenty -six.

Twenty -seven.

All tumblers in place.

I heard a click.

Can you open it?

Here goes.

That's it.

Hey, I got it.

Well, open it.

Wait a second.

Your diamonds are gone. Gone? How can
they be gone?

They're nine holes with nine little
engraved plates, but there are no

Could they have jarred loose and fallen
out?

Your cupboard is bare, pal.

Next case.

Warning on sound channel. Can you hear
us?

Are you breaking up?

Use your nose drops.

Nose drops? Are you kidding? What do you
think happened back there in that

fight? I got a pocket full of nose
drops.

Your five minutes are up, Cam. I'm going
to get Uli.

Kuroda, try to break through with sonic
ranging.

What is going on?

Lockwood, can't hear you. Audio's out.

He's coming up out of the basement.

Picture's stabilizing.

Sound channel still out.

Lockwood, can you hear us?

Harding, how is he? He's coming around.

Fighting the cold with all systems.

His head should be clearing any moment.

Warning. Telemetry indicates second set
of vital signs.

Rapid heartbeat.

High adrenaline.

Lockwood.

There's someone behind that pillar
waiting to jump you. Look out.

your contact.

You copy, Lockwood?

Copy. I never thought I'd be happy to
hear you guys again.

Pick it up.

Mark Wood, for what it's worth, we're
receiving a positive ID from

Berlin computer files on the heavy set
man.

Name, Brug, Reinhardt M., Major SS Elite
Guard, assigned to Reichsmarschall

Göring.

Major Brug.

How do you know my name?

It's on the police records for the
murder of a diplomatic courier under a

Belarus. I was a prisoner in a...

Western sector of Berlin at the time.

Let go of the dog.

Slip the chain and let him go at his
throat.

No. Don't let him go.

Perhaps I could give a... The code
numbers.

SS9607HG. There are no code numbers.

In a secret bank?

The vault's full of SS loot? There is no
secret bank.

It was just a set -up. A trap to stop
me, wasn't it? Not a very successful

Who set it? Isn't it obvious?

It's a man who sends you.

Van Nystad.

Van Nystad helped, but he's not the
Obermeister.

No, sir.

Van Nystad is not the man in command.

So far, you're clean, Cheney. Keep it
that way and do what I tell you.

You stay here with him, I'll send the
police.

Where are you going?

Off the case.

It's what we call a code 10, total
wipeout. Off the case?

Code 10.

No matter which way we go, the diamonds
are out of our reach.

And my mother?

I'm sorry, Uli.

I can't help you.

Lockwood, I know that you are under the
weather, but isn't Code 10 a little

extreme? I'll go back to headquarters,
request a missing persons assignment to

try to trace your mother.

It will not be necessary to return to
probe control.

I'll speak to my supervisor, Mr.
Cameron.

Lockwood, can you hear me? There is no
need to return to probe control.

Corroda.

Do we have audio contact or do we not?

The green light says yes, but he says
no.

Maybe he's right, Cameron. The diamonds
are probably cut up by now.

We can't close the case. We'll have to
assign another probe.

Well, I think you're wrong in wanting to
go back, but I'll come with you.

There's a plane in about an hour.

We'll have to shut down till he gets
here. Take a break, everybody, till I

you on the telecom.

Now, Mr. Speedy, you can go back to the
hotel and freshen up and stand by in

case we need you.

Save it.

Would you care to join me, Mr. Cameron?
I'm ordering a bite of supper up in my

hotel room.

Wine card list shattery came 60.

Well, I thank you for the offer, but I
have some tapes to edit.

Our jobs are hanging by a thread.

Wonder diamonds.

They're up.

Probe control to probe one received your
code ten.

Request for absolute secrecy.

Better be good.

Lockwood, we're alone.

What's it all about?

I'm zeroing in on the diamonds.

Are you feeling all right?

Mind letting me in on it? I'm not sure.
I mean, supporting evidence.

Supporting evidence?

Such as?

Computer check. All major stockholders,
Johannes Consolidated Diamond Exchange.

We'll patch into Wall Street computer
system.

You do need some rest, you know.

Plane will get us there in less than two
hours.

I'll need Streeter to identify the
diamonds.

I've got him on tap.

He's ordering a banquet up in his hotel
room, his swilling chateau -y camp.

Which hotel?

Airport Stratford.

Whichever one you say.

Probe 1 to probe control.

Any report from the computer check on
Johannes Consolidated?

Ah, it's coming in now.

The Johannes family owns less than a
third.

The controlling block is held by a South
African combine.

The name of the owner is Von Koenig and
Company.

Von Koenig?

Cam, run a check on the Berlin SS files.

All personnel, report back to probe
control unit 1 emergency.

This is Streeter's Hotel. Why don't you
stay here and hold the cab?

Well, why do you need Streeter? To
identify the entourage collection.

Lockwood, what an unexpected treat.

What on earth brings you to my humble
accommodations?

Well, I just wanted to say goodbye, and
I was afraid you might have gone back to

your job.

As chief appraiser, well, I can squeeze
a few more gourmet goodies out of my

expense account.

Mr. Streeter, you'll be happy to know
that I'm closing in on the diamonds, but

need your connoisseur's eye to help
identify them. You've got the entourage

collection? I want to be sure this time.
We know that the photoreplica shows

nine stones, and that... Van Nistad has
one of them.

How would a poor Dutch stonecutter get
hold of one of the entourage diamonds?

Some sort of payment for services
rendered.

Or some sort of a red herring to send me
off on a golden goose chase, huh?

You're on the right track, Lockwood.

We just ran a recheck on Streeter's
security ID.

Computronics reports a slip -up due to
complete identity change.

Streeter.

That's not your real name, is it?

Mr. Lockwood, I am bonded by the Diamond
Merchant Association.

We've pinpointed the cause of the slip
-up.

Streeter's real name is Van Konig.

His brother is using the name of Van
Neistat.

Your real name is Van Konig.

You changed your appearance,
fingerprints, papers.

You and your brother were officers in
the SS, Obermeister.

You're not making sense, Lockwood.

If I were the Obermeister, as you call
it, why on earth should I follow you

around and get myself shot?

You weren't shot, you were only grazed.
By accident.

And by a splinter from the flagstone.

Major Brugge was obeying your orders to
try to scare us off, right?

But I was assigned to accompany you by
Aaron Johannes personally.

Correction. Mr. Johannes is on the line.

and says Streeter was recommended by
majority stockholders.

No, sir, you assigned yourself.

That electronic bug in your ear has
damaged your brain.

You're the one that killed Andre
Delarousse.

You stole the diamonds to finance us
fugitives to revitalize the Nazi

You used the entourage collection to
manipulate control of Johannes

Consolidated. Your words made quite an
impression on me, von Koenig.

Foolish people wear diamonds, wise
people...

Use them as stepping stones to power.

You don't want to go through what you
put me through.

So just sit down and be good.

Zoom in.

No mistake.

The entourage.

How did you know we had them on him?

He's too much of a connoisseur to part
with them.

Now wait.

Isn't that the Austrian yellow?

Supposed to be back in Innsbruck.

Be careful.

His brother may be somewhere in the
vicinity.

Confirm that.

I'm reading faint pulse approaching
somewhere on present.

Probably in back of you.

Von Koenig, don't turn around.

He's probably armed.

Use the scanner.

Moving closer.

Confirmed. I'm picking up a new set of
patterns.

I don't see anyone.

In the doorway to the bedroom.

Throw him.

Doorway.

Ten feet behind you.

The gun aimed at your back.

Throw him in.

I know you're in back of me.

If you shoot, he dies with me.

What?

Let me see how bad it is.

I appreciate your concern, Lockwood, but
I assure you I have no intention of

dying sprawled over the diamond.

Of course, not a man of your taste.

Lockwood, whatever happens to me now,
look after Frau

von Koenig.

Von Koenig?

Probe control to probe one.

Congratulations.

Brugge and von Koenig are in custody.

Julia's staying here.

That's not necessary.

We've ordered her plane tickets.

Well, she's already got her tickets.
Back to Poco.

Now, listen, about your vacation,
there's been a little change of plans.

Three weeks, Cam.

An emergency assignment just came in.

I can't hear you.

Here's Dr. Lorenz.

Sorry, I do not copy. We have an
emergency request for Pro Division.

From private interest seeking to recover
an atomic warhead lost in Mediterranean

waters near Gibraltar.

That's hot.

I know. Lockwood.

Lockwood, we know you're there,
Lockwood.

Your life's agreed.

Lockwood, take it out of your pocket.

Lock...

Probe Control to Probe One.

Probe Control to Probe One.