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Here you go.

Enjoy your lunch.

[whistling]

Come on! Move it!

[shutter clicking]

Hey, guys? It was pretty good.

But you weren't smiling.

You want to try another one?

[shutter clicking]

Get the camera!

[shutter clicking]

Ahh. [whistles]

Come on, we gotta catch 'em.

Why? What for? We got the pictures.

No we don't. They got the camera.

What?

All right. Wait.

- Hi. - Good morning.

There you go. Enjoy your lunch.

Thank you.

Go.

Come back here! What do you think you're...

[tires screeching]

[honking]

All right, that's it! Hang on.

Oh!

A.J.? Easy now.

- Okay. - Got him? - Take care.

Come on, let's go. Sit down.

- [groaning] - Sit down. Take it easy.

Take it easy. Do it slow. Slow.

- Come on. - [groaning]

Take it easy.

And then they drove off in a brand new car

that doesn't even belong to me.

I am genuinely sorry for the inconvenience.

Inconvenience!

How do you do?

The two men who took your car are private detectives

working for the restaurant.

You see, we've had a serious problem with employee thefts.

Although I'm happy to say it looks as if...

- There they are! - They found the men behind it.

And about the damage... [car squeaks]

Do you have any idea who I am?

Of course, Mr. Gershenson.

No. Not Mister. Senator.

A United States Senator.

Your lunch is on the house.

Senator?

In California, as a guest of the Governor.

Sir... Senator, we are...

I want your names. Both of you.

Absolutely. Positively.

And listen, if there's anything we can do to make it up to you...

We know exactly how ya feel about this.

If there had been any other way.

Also, I know a guy. He's got a great body shop.

He can take care of that, no problem.

A.J. Simon? Richard Simon?

- Yes, sir. - I'm A.J. - Rick.

- Hi. - That's who you are?

Yes, sir.

You are going to be awfully sorry

that this ever happened.

I'll have my lunch now.

- Yes, of course. - Senator, we really are sorry.

Oh, no. No, I mean genuinely, truly sorry.

I'm going to see to it that neither of you

ever works in this state again.

- Right this way, Senator. - I think you're overreacting just a little bit.

- Gershenson. - What?

Gershenson!

- Ti... - [sighs]

Oh, no, that couldn't be the same guy.

Could it?

He'll calm down after he's eaten.

Low blood sugar.

Good work. There'll be a bonus.

And thank you very much.

All right. Yes.

- Gershenson. - [honking]

[knocking]

- Yes? - Mr. Andrew Jackson Simon?

Yes.

I'm from the Department of Licenses and Services.

We regulate private investigators in this state.

Revoke your licenses. [laughs]

That's a hot one. [laughs]

Myron, this is serious.

Well, I guess it is.

You two are wanted fugitives from the state of Florida.

Oh, come on, Myron.

You know we didn't break any laws down there.

Well, no big ones anyway.

Now look, all you have to do

is go in there, tell 'em I worked for you

at Peerless Detectives before I got my license,

tell 'em I did a good job.

Tell 'em... just, you know, be a character witness.

- A good job? - Yeah.

- You? - Yeah.

- I trained you. - I know.

And what'd you do to me?

You went into business against me.

- Myron. - Drove me into early retirement.

- Myron. - You broke my daughter's heart.

Myron, please.

But don't worry, I won't tell 'em the truth.

Thank you.

Hey, come on. What are you worried about?

This is just Gershenson trying to get even for the car.

All we gotta do is explain what happened in Florida.

Gonna be glad to help you out of this little mess.

Well, well, well, lookee here.

Haven't seen you two boys in a long time.

On second thought, I think we might be in trouble.

Senator Gershenson,

the State of California would like to thank you

for calling these very serious allegations to our attention.

And to thank you, Sheriff,

for making the long trip from Florida to assist.

Well, now, that's my pleasure, Mr. Minnow.

Now, then, the State of California

requires a two-year apprenticeship

before granting a private investigator's license.

- Myron Fowler. - Here.

Did Andrew Simon serve that apprenticeship

under you as chief investigator for the Miami office

- of Peerless Detectives? - Yeah, right.

And did Richard Simon also serve under you?

No.

Why was that, Mr. Fowler?

Because I wouldn't have him.

- [kick] - Ow.

Listen, you gotta understand Rick.

You see, back in those days,

he was just out of the service.

He was kind of wild, you know?

He lived on a Key, south of Miami.

Pirate's Key.

A.J. had been working for me about a year at that time

and he suggested I give his brother a job.

[laughs] But I could see right away

that Rick Simon was just not the kind of guy

who's gonna cope with schedules.

You know, 9 to 5, things like that.

Morning, Myron.

[Myron] Yeah. A.J. was a good kid back then.

He was always tryin' hard to do his best.

Well, Rick was all right, too.

But in a different way.

You know, Rick had a rep around south Florida.

Well, he got referrals as a kind of a repossession agent.

[yelling] Anybody home?

Hey! Hello, out there! Can you hear me?

What do you think, Marlowe?

Looks like a girl, doesn't it?

Hey! Are you Rick Simon?

Sounds like a girl, too.

Maybe this isn't gonna turn out

to be such a lousy day after all.

I'm sorry I got here so late,

but I couldn't find the right driveway.

Oh, no, no. That's all right.

Uh, was I expecting you?

Uh, no, no, no.

What I meant was Spud told me that you got up early,

and I wanted to make sure I got here in time

to catch you.

Spud.

Yeah, he told me to talk to you.

Maybe you could help me with my problem.

You in some kind of trouble?

Yeah.

Spud said that you got something back for him

that he'd lost,

and that you do freelance repossession work.

- Mm-hmm. - And he also said

that you were the only guy he knew that...

Actually, crazy was the word he used...

That you were the only guy he knew

crazy enough to help me with this kind of problem.

What'd you lose?

$100,000.

How'd you lose that much money?

It's my husband's life insurance policy.

He died down in Blackwater Key.

And they told me it was suicide.

I'm sorry.

But Les didn't kill himself.

He wouldn't do that. I know him.

And then the insurance company sent a guy down here

and he read the autopsy report

and he said that that policy don't pay off

on suicide for the first two years.

And the guy went away real happy.

Saved his company a hundred grand.

I tried to tell him that Les wouldn't have

left me with nothing like that.

He wouldn't.

And all I wants is what's mine.

What Les would have wanted me to have

if something ever happened to him.

All right, now maybe I can help you.

But here's the deal.

My fee is 30% of whatever it is I recover.

I know.

You gotta pay me with a cashier's check

made out to cash,

and you can't write me off your income tax.

I know. Spud told me everything. I know.

Well, then, step into my dinghy

- and let's talk. - Thanks.

[phone ringing]

- [shutter clicking] - Myron!

Checking out one of the little cameras.

I'm going out on a tail job this morning.

Since when you going out of the office?

Myron, I have been reading microfilm

for the past two months.

Besides which,

you gave me the assignment yourself last week, remember?

- Yeah? - Yeah.

[phone ringing]

You been studying the manual at night?

- Of course I have. - Of course you have.

You know what you're supposed to do?

- Sure. - Sure.

All right.

But remember, you got a lot of talent.

But you're still an apprentice investigator.

- Right. - Go by the book.

- Okay. - Follow the training.

- Okay. - And don't blow it!

I'll try not to.

Uh, I'm gonna need some money out of petty cash.

- How much? - Better make it 50.

- 50? - 50.

[sighs] Okay.

Sign for it.

- Of course. - And I want receipts.

How do I get a receipt for a bribe?

Good investigators don't bribe.

Hi.

Go on up, honey.

One little pocket full of money

that's burning a hole in my pocket.

Johnny, Johnny, Johnny.

So tonight, John, can you tell us

a little bit about some of the prizes?

Pick a hand.

You crazy?

Hey, come on, what do you got to lose?

Pick a hand.

Well, lucky you.

Room service!

- Get out of here! - [shutter clicking]

But I have the champagne you ordered.

We didn't order any champagne!

- You didn't? - Get out of here?

- Get out of here! - I'm sorry.

I'm leaving. Leaving right away.

Bye-bye. Have a nice stay.

Hey, wait a minute.

There's no room service in this hotel.

[Woman] Oh, my God!

Now you give me that camera.

You got it. You got it.

No problem. Here you go.

No hard feelings, okay?

Nah.

It's all right. It's all right.

He, you know, he does this.

It's just... he's harmless, all right?

Six weeks I've been waiting to catch that bimbo

in bed with some guy.

Six weeks!

I gotta have pictures to go to court!

I don't go to court, I don't get paid!

Busted up faces don't put food on the table

in this racket.

- [door opens] - Hoskins, what did he do wrong?

Everything, obviously.

For starters, don't bribe the desk clerk

so he can't identify you.

2, never go out the same door you came in.

- 3... - Shut up, Hoskins.

- 3... - I told you not to blow it.

- 3... - You shut up!

I spent 15 bucks in the liquor store

and 20 on the desk clerk.

- Receipts? - Not for the 20.

Then it's out of your salary.

- Myron! - Look, you learn how to do things right

and you'll never go wrong.

Now, I was just like you when I started out.

But if you go by the book...

If you say that to me one more time,

I'm gonna take that book

and I'm gonna feed it to Hoskins!

There! There are your pictures.

Now go to court and get paid.

He's gonna be a good one.

So you see, it was all my fault that A.J. got involved.

And that's because I was always so hard on him.

And I was hard only because I wanted him to get

started out right as an investigator.

Do you follow me?

Thank you for coming, Mr. Fowler.

- That'll be all. - Right.

By the way,

you're gonna find that this is just

a little misunderstanding here.

These guys are good guys. They're all right.

I'll see you guys.

- Thanks, Myron. - Thanks, Myron.

Now then, Andrew Simon,

let's move on to the charges of

receiving stolen property.

Oh, that's ridiculous

and Senator Gershenson knows it is, too.

You, sir, were in possession of a diamond pendant

which had been stolen from my wife.

Look. Mr. Minnow, this is all taken out of context here.

Then why don't you put it in context for us?

All right, I will.

I had had a hard day at work.

My brother had suggested I go fishing with him,

so I decided to take him up on it.

I called his house, there was no answer,

so I drove down to Pirate's Key.

[motor rumbling]

What are you doing in my house?

I changed my mind!

Let's go fishing!

I can't. I'm working.

My kid brother. We used to work together.

What happened?

Oh, the right girl found him, and he went straight.

A.J., this is Kitty.

- Kitty, A.J. - Hi.

- How do you do? - Fine.

- Oh. There you go. - Thanks.

Did you bring Janet with you?

Oh, you looking mighty guilty up there.

I bet she doesn't even know where you are.

Will you go please sit on something sharp?

[laughs]

Uh, is that your client?

Yes, sir.

Old Spud was so happy with the job we did for him,

he sent me a referral.

- Sent you a referral? - Yeah.

You nearly got killed on that job.

If I hadn't been there, you would have.

What's he sending you a referral for?

Well, maybe you should have played hooky with me

this morning, shouldn't ya? Huh?

What's the job?

Ah, it's insurance money.

Suicide that wasn't a suicide.

- Uh-huh. - At least, Kitty doesn't think so.

Uh-huh. What's our cut?

30 grand.

- Ohh. - But it's my cut.

Hey! What's the number of the highway patrol?

Look it up!

Well who do I ask for to get an accident report?

Good question!

A.J., will you come up here

and call the highway patrol for me and ask for

an accident report for the 5th of June?

You can tell 'em it's for Peerless Detectives.

Rick, I can't do that. That wouldn't be ethical.

Besides, it's not my case.

A.J., get your butt up here!

'Course, I'd like to help.

Maybe if you told me what the problem was.

All right, now you're the problem.

Now, you see, he doesn't understand

about professional ethics.

All real investigators...

All right, if you want in, you're in.

You got two for the price of one.

- never dream of... - Would you shut up and make the call?

Well, what call am I supposed to make?

What was the accident?

Well, it happened on the night before my husband died.

We were on the highway,

on our way back to Blackwater Key from Miami.

Highway 1, right.

Yeah, and then...

I wish I remembered more of the details.

It was late.

I was groggy.

I had fallen asleep in the car...

[Man over radio] 15 miles south of...

The radio woke me up.

10-71 and a 10-69er.

The victim is pinned inside the vehicle.

We're not gonna get him out without a cuttin' torch.

It's a bad one. It just happened.

I'm gonna stop for it.

[Kitty] It was a police radio.

Les had one in the car and another one at home.

And he kept them on all the time.

It was kind of his job, you see.

He worked for a lawyer

and whenever there was an accident

where somebody was hurt,

Les would go out to it.

[police radio chatter]

He knew all the highway patrol men

and they were real friendly with him.

One of 'em even came over to talk to me

about something that night.

I can't remember what he said, though.

Just remember Les leaning down inside that car

that was all smashed up on a tree

talking to the man inside it.

See, he was supposed to tell people how,

if they went to the lawyer he worked for,

he could get more insurance money.

Only this time, I could tell from the way he looked,

the man had died right there while Les was talking to him.

- [siren] - He must have been trying

to help make him more comfortable or something

'cause he wiped his hands on his pants,

and then he wiped them on the ground

like he got blood on them and wanted to get it off.

He came back to the car.

He didn't say anything.

I guess he was upset.

The way the man looked and all.

I can still see him lying there dead.

It was awful.

Wish I hadn't looked.

He didn't sleep too good that night.

He was up and all around the house.

And then the next morning,

he got up and he went to Miami early.

He said that the man that had died was Cuban

and he was talking in Spanish about his wife.

So Les wanted to go down there

and see her and tell her

that she was on his mind when he died.

I thought that was a real nice thing to do.

So he went away and he never came back.

How did he die?

Uh, they found him in the swamp,

in his car,

dead of an overdose of alcohol and sleeping pills.

They said he drank almost a whole bottle of whiskey

and took a whole prescription of pills,

fell asleep and his heart stopped.

And then I was packing some of his stuff away,

one week later, and I found this.

It was hidden.

Is it real?

I took it to the jeweler in Blackwater Key.

He said it was an antique.

Gave me the name of an appraiser in Miami.

It's worth $40,000.

I guess I could have sold it and not told anybody

and just kept the money.

But that wouldn't be right.

And I know that's not Les' diamond.

It's just not his.

And all I want is what's coming to me.

What Les would want me to have...

Hello? Yes, hi.

This is Simon, Peerless Detectives.

And that was the first time I ever saw the necklace.

Which had obviously been stolen.

Nothing is obvious, Senator,

until you know the whole story.

Which is exactly what we set out to do.

Try and figure out where the diamond came from.

So my brother and I drove to north Miami

to try and talk to this woman.

The woman who's husband had died in the accident.

- He's dead. - Yes, ma'am, I know.

But if we could just ask you a few questions about him.

What kind of questions?

Well, uh, what did he do for a living, for instance?

Nothing.

[fly buzzing]

Um, he was killed in an accident down in the Keys.

I'm sorry.

The next day, a man came to see you... Lester Kramer.

Oh, yeah, that's right.

He was asking questions, like you are.

Who Armando did business with,

who his friends were.

He said that Armando talked about me

before he died.

He left me a card.

Someone to call in case I needed some money.

Some lawyer.

Do you still have that, by any chance?

Yeah, I do.

Here, I think.

Oh, yeah.

Thank you.

[sighs] I never called.

Armando's friends came over.

They told me not to.

They said they would take care of me.

Of course, they never did.

They never even came by again.

They're real bad people... Armando's friends. Thieves!

Do you... do you remember any of their names?

José, Chuy, Hector, Fernando.

I don't know. I never knew their last names

and I didn't care!

I didn't want them in my house.

Um, was Armando ever in any kind of...

He was a thief, too.

What kind of a thief?

Oh, I don't know, Mister. I never wanted to know.

He was, uh...[laughs]

I didn't even see him for two weeks

before he died!

He was down in Blackwater Key

on a job, he said. He called me.

I told him I needed money.

He said we'll have plenty of it

in a couple of days.

You know what I got?

A note. And it said...

Este para ti, Rosalita.

But there was nothing in it, just a note!

And what does that mean?

"This one's for you."

You wanna know the truth?

I'm glad he's dead.

David Stallings.

Attorney at Law.

"This one's for you."

Why would a man write a note like that

to his wife?

Well, maybe he was gonna give her something.

Like a diamond necklace.

Yeah. Which he got down in Blackwater Key.

- and not at any jewelry store either. - [dog barking]

What do you bet there was a robbery down there around the 5th of June?

Nah, I doubt it. If there'd been a robbery that big down there...

Ah, there had to be a robbery.

- It'd be in the papers. - [dog barking]

Come on. What do you say? Let's put 5 bucks on it.

Hey, see the kid on the motorcycle?

Does he look familiar to you?

What are you, paranoid?

You think the entire Cuban population of north Miami

is after your hubcaps.

[A.J.] So I called down to Blackwater Key

to see if a burglary had taken place.

- And? - And...

as the Senator and the Sheriff well know,

there were no robberies reported

during the months of May or June.

- None. - Eh, now there was a reason for that.

I think we took every reasonable step

to determine if that necklace was stolen.

Wouldn't you agree, Senator?

And if it had been reported,

we would have returned it to your wife.

I think that's highly debatable.

Are you calling me a liar?

I have had just about enough of this.

So have I, Mr. Simon, for now.

It seems that you've answered the charges

of receiving stolen property.

But there are still many other charges

against you and your brother.

In light of which...

let's recess for lunch.

One hour.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Am I late? - No, not yet. - Good.

- Hi. - Hi.

Sure you're gonna be able to handle this?

It's gonna dredge up a lot of old memories.

Oh, A.J., they were good memories.

Most of them.

Yeah, I can handle it.

Um, I was working as a legal secretary in Miami

and A.J. and I were engaged.

And I guess you could say I was a little bit jealous

of his relationship with his brother.

[ship horn]

Okay.

Nothing at all?

All right. Thank you.

Well, I should have taken your bet.

There were no robberies in Blackwater Key last month.

There were no robberies in the county.

Come on. Wait a minute. What are you telling me?

That Armando got killed before he did the job?

Mm-hmm. And then as a corpse,

he went out and bought his wife a $40,000 diamond

- out of the household money. - That's ridiculous.

I never said there was a robbery.

- You were the one who said there was a robbery. - There had to be a robbery.

I mean, how else would Armando get his hands on that diamond, huh?

And why wouldn't you report a thing like that

to the police?

Geez. You gotta know

that whoever owned that diamond is gonna want it back again.

And you gotta know that whoever owned that diamond

is gonna recognize it when they see it.

Oh, great. What are we gonna do?

Take it down there

and hang it off the local bulletin board?

Nope. I think I got us a better idea.

No. Absolutely not.

- Oh, she'll love it. - No way! Forget it.

She will love it. You just leave it to me.

Hiya, gorgeous.

[Myron on phone] Where are you? Do you know what time it is?

- You're three hours late! - There's been a change of plans, Myron.

I'm taking a leave of absence for a couple of weeks.

What the hell is a leave of absence?

It means I'll come to work when I get back,

if you still want me.

Now, wait a minute. Wait. Wait.

Look, I got a lot of time invested in you.

Now I know you're mad about the 20 bucks,

so I won't take it off your paycheck after all.

Now come to work!

I'll call you in a couple of days.

A.J., listen to reason.

I'm trying to teach you how to be a good investigator.

Now I know some of it's boring.

All of it's boring, Myron.

I need some time off.

You don't get no time off!

I want you in this office in 20 minutes!

No can do, Myron.

My brother's got my car.

Besides which, I'm two hours out of Miami

and I'm headed south.

A.J.?

- A.J.! - What?

What are you doing?

Nothing.

[Mr. Minnow] Ms. Fowler, as an attorney,

I'm sure you're aware that private investigators

occasionally bend the law, shall we say.

Do you approve of that practice?

When I hire an investigator, I want results.

I'm not concerned with how they're achieved.

I see.

Thank you, Ms. Fowler.

If we have any other further questions,

we'll be in contact with you.

You're dismissed.

Mr. Minnow,

I'm sure the victims of a witch hunt like this

are entitled to legal counsel, are they not?

Witch hunt, Ms. Fowler?

This board was informed they had not retained an attorney.

They have now.

Then you're saying the only reason you drove

to Blackwater Key with the diamond

was to discover if it had been stolen,

and from whom?

That's right.

The way you figure it, the Cuban was a thief,

he had been in Blackwater Key

for two weeks before he died.

Obviously, there had been a robbery,

and it hadn't been reported to the police.

Why?

I drove down to Blackwater Key.

A.J. and Janet took the boat.

We figured that if we split up,

and nobody knew we were working on the case together,

we could cover that much more ground.

We also figured that if Janet wore the necklace long enough,

somebody was bound to recognize it.

What can I do for ya?

Well, I just need to tie up for a couple days.

Well, you can leave her right here.

Charlie, give us a hand here.

- Thank you. - My pleasure.

Stay, Marlowe. Thanks.

[whistling]

Play the winner, ma'am?

Sure. You think you can handle it?

You sure know how to handle that stick.

That little lady could be a shark.

Uh-huh.

- So? - So, um, you two fellas, you live around here?

Well, Janet got a lot of attention that night

but, uh, then again, she usually does,

so that wasn't conclusive.

The next day though, everybody came around

the hotel for Sunday brunch after church.

So we set it up for everybody to get

a real good look at that diamond around her neck.

♪♪ [soft piano]

- Start 'em up, Gus. - Will do, Mr. Stacey.

All right.

Another Ramos Fizz, sir?

- Uh, please. - Yes, sir.

Well, hello, there, Gus.

- Hi. Lovely day, huh? - Yes, sir.

Oh, yeah. Think you got a table for us?

- [laughter] - Just about any one you take a fancy to, sir.

Thank you. Hello, Ernie.

How are ya?

[chatter]

Hey, there, Sam.

- Still here, huh? - Yep, still here.

Gimme a Scotch and soda when you get the time, Gus.

Sure thing, Mr. Manners.

- Gus? - Yes, sir?

Who is that fellow over there?

His Honor, Judge Elliot Morris Taylor.

He's the man around here.

He owns this hotel.

Owns that big boat outside.

Just about all the dry land in Blackwater Key.

- [whistles] - Yeah.

Who are all those people with him?

Oh, that's Mr. Stallings, the lawyer.

Senator Gershenson's wife.

And that's Mrs. Stallings with him.

And that's the judge's wife, Mrs. Taylor,

just getting up from the table.

Go to the ladies' room.

I don't need to go to the ladies' room.

Will you please do me a favor

and go to the ladies' room anyway?

- [laughter] - And just make sure you go past that table...

- on the way? - Yeah.

Thank you.

- Hi. Excuse me? - Yes, sir.

Could you send over two Bloody Marys for us?

- Sure. - Thank you.

Hey, Gus! The judge wants to know if you can make a mint julep.

- [laughter] - You tell the judge

that if he can drink them, I sure can make them.

The judge is a real card, isn't he?

[whispering] You are not going to believe what I just saw.

I would swear that that was Emmy's diamond.

[whispering] She recognized it, all right.

She could hardly keep her eyes off it.

Listen, I don't think this is such a good idea.

- Judge Taylor... - Whoa!

Charlie! Stop that! What are you doing?

I don't like the way he's been bothering you.

He's not bothering me!

Let's take it easy. The fight's all over, okay?

- Out of my way. - Sto...

- Take it easy. - Stop!

Nice work, stranger. Just keep it up.

Now, you just hold it right there, Charlie.

I wasn't doing nothing, Sheriff.

Then why are you in the pool?

Now, Charlie,

if you want to spend another night in jail,

that's all right by me.

Or... you can just get on up out of there

and walk away.

- Gus? - Yes, sir.

You want to give this man here a drink on me.

Will do, Sheriff.

You all right, son?

[groans] Uhh...

Yeah, I'm fine, Sheriff. Thank you.

- [groaning] - I'm just glad I was here to help you out.

[chatter]

[Rick] So, that's when we knew that the plan had worked.

See, we had flushed out the owner of the necklace,

we just didn't know which one of the ladies it was.

Which you could have easily found out

by identifying yourself to Judge Taylor

and explaining the situation.

Not the way I work, Senator.

I don't understand why the man attacked you.

Well, neither did I, at the time.

Um, see, he had a crush on Kitty.

Maybe he was jealous.

I figured either that or somebody in the judge's party

wanted to make a hasty exit

and put him up to it as a diversion.

I see.

I think it's time we moved on to the charges of grand theft.

Sheriff, you have the outstanding warrants

for the arrest of Richard and Andrew Simon?

[whispering]

I surely do, Mr. Minnow.

Very well.

Please tell the board the circumstances

surrounding these warrants.

I'd be right happy to.

But I'm gonna have to have a name.

It's... It's like a team name, like Oilers or the Steelers.

- Ms. Fowler? - Brewers. Brewster.

- That's it. That's it. - You're sure?

Ms. Fowler, if you don't mind, we'd like to proceed.

Mr. Minnow, I'm going to have to leave the hearing for a few minutes.

But before I do, I'd like to point out

that my clients have the right to hear all the charges against them

and to request time to respond to each in turn.

Ms. Fowler, this is not a court of law.

If you don't approve of the results of this hearing,

you're free to file for an appeal afterwards.

Is that clear?

Yes, that's perfectly clear.

Be right back.

Don't worry.

Now, then, Sheriff,

as to the matter of grand theft auto...

- Auto? - For the love of...

That's ridiculous. Look...

You stole that woman's car, and you know it.

You know perfectly well I had permission

to borrow that car from Kitty Kramer herself!

- Gentlemen! - [Men shouting at once]

Gentlemen!

There is a perfectly simple explanation

- for all of this. - We borrowed that car.

Actually, A.J. borrowed it.

All right, look. What happened was Janet had to get back to work.

So she drove my car back to Miami.

Well, now I wish I didn't have to go home.

I'm starting to get worried.

There's nothing to worry about.

Charlie simply has a crush on Kitty, that's all.

That is not what I'm worried about, A.J.

I'm worried about you two being alone down here.

Yeah?

Okay, yeah, I liked it better this time.

I could keep an eye on you, at least.

Well, don't worry. It's not a dangerous job.

A.J., do you lie to me 'cause you like it

or 'cause you just can't help yourself?

If I ever lied to you... Which I never do...

It would simply be because you're so beautiful

that just looking at ya gets me all confused.

Right.

Hey, I want to talk to you.

Privately.

I just want you to know something.

I'm not giving up on him.

What do you mean?

I mean, you're not taking him away from me, Rick.

I'm gonna marry him.

I don't want him. What do you think I am, anyhow?

Well, I think you're his brother and his best friend,

and I also think that everyone's gotta grow up sooner or later.

Except for you, maybe.

If you wanted to marry me, I would grow up.

No, you wouldn't.

You think you're Peter Pan.

Hey!

You know, he wants to marry you, too.

If anything happens and he gets hurt,

I'll kill you.

You take care, lady.

- Bye-bye. - Bye-bye.

Hey!

Company.

[groans]

- Rick! - Whu-ohh!

A little help here.

Hate to do this to you, Charlie.

- You all right? - Yeah.

Yeah, I'm fine.

- No, you're not. - Huh?

- He cut me! - Hey! Let him go!

Let him go.