All language subtitles for Charlies Angels - S3E04 1080p (moviesbyrizzo upl)

Hi, Miss Eve.
Good evening, Amy.

Working a little late tonight,
aren't you?

Yes. Miss Ingrid asked me to polish
the equipment before I went home.

And I'll bet you had
plans to sneak out on a date.

Really! But that's okay.
I don't mind though.

It's kind of fun working for the
most famous spa in the world,

even if it is
for women only.

Remember what some
famous coach once said:

"Men aren't everything.

They're the only thing."

Would you like me to stay, Miss Eve?
Oh, heavens no, child.

Uh, just give us alight.
Sure.

Be careful of that first step, Miss Eve.
It's awful slippery.

Look, I know how to get into a spa. You just
go have a good time with your boyfriend.

Thanks, Miss Eve.
You have a nice evening.

And I'll turn the spa on
when I go out.

J“

Amy, turn the lights
back on.

Good Lord.

Amy?

Who's there?

Well, the police report concluded
that it was an accident.

The wires were old. A couple of them
got crossed, and it short-circuited.

Yes, people
are killed every day in this country...

by the lethal combination
of water and electricity.

But not an actress
as famous as Eve Le Deux.

If it was an accident,
there's going to be one heck of a lawsuit.

Charlie, I get the feeling

that you think it might not have
been an accident. Am I right?

I believe your guest is
better equipped to answer that. Eve?

Oh, couldn't you tell them,
Mr. Townsend?

Not half as well as you,
my dear. Go ahead.

My name is Eve Perkins.

Oh, I told you that,
didn't I?

Eve, you don't have to be nervous.
We're here to help you.

Perhaps the young lady could tell her
story better, uh, without so much chitchat.

Eve Le Deux was my aunt.

She was something of a legend in
our family. I was named for her.

- Are you an actress?
- Me? Oh, no.

I work back home
in the library in Lima, Ohio.

The farthest I've ever been is Pittsburgh
when I went to see my aunt in Macbeth.

That was the only time
I saw her onstage.

It was a wonderful,
magical evening.

You've come a long way from Ohio now, Eve.
What brought you here?

I'm certain
my aunt was murdered.

- I know if-
- What makes you so sure?

Because I know my aunt.

We always corresponded, even when she
was the most famous actress on Broadway.

She was not careless.
She didn't make mistakes.

"To err is human,"
Shakespeare said.

I believe that was
Alexander Pope, Mr. Bosley.

But it doesn't apply
to my aunt.

Besides, her manuscript
was missing.

She was writing her memoirs
at the spa,

and when they returned her
personal effects, it wasn't there.

Bosley, tell them
about Amy O'Toole.

Oh, well, Amy was the last
person to see Eve Le Deux alive.

She was the young girl that was
in charge of the exercise room.

And then after the accident,
or murder, she just disappeared.

Now that's beginning
to sound a little fishy.

Oh, I wanted to go to Springtime
myself to look into my aunt's death.

But I couldn't imagine myself
in a place like that.

I wouldn't know how to act.

Charlie, you don't mean to say that we are
going to be wallowing in all that luxury?

I don't believe
"wallow” is quite the word, Kris.

You're going to work [here as an exercise
instructor. What about me, Charlie?

You'll take your expertise
info the diet kitchen, Sabrina.

Nothing like a 30-calorie
chocolate mousse to raise morale.

Ah, a galley slave.

- How about Kelly?
- Somebody has to be a guest.

Teacher's pet.
I'll wave to you.

Uh, what about me, Charlie? It's a woman
is world, Bos/e y. No men al/o wed.

Uh, if you can find
this Amy O'Toole,

it will take a certain amount of
ingenuity just to let the girls know.

Any questions?

Uh, yes, Charlie, the, uh,
matter of-- the fee.

Oh, I can pay.
I brought my savings.

Don't worry about it, Bosley.
This one's on me.

Did I tell you that I was once
on the stage with Eve Le Deux?

Charlie,
you were an actor?

Aw, come on, Charlie.

I'll see if I can '1' find a photograph
of my performance. Good-bye, Angels.

Bye, Charlie.

- Hello.
- I'm Ingrid Nyberg, managing director.

How do you do? I'm Sabrina Duncan.
This is Kris Munroe.

I know who you are.
Come to my office, please.

I'm afraid you've
been misinformed.

It wasn't my idea that you should
come here. Please close that door.

Oh. Excuse me.

I don't understand.
Charlie said everything was arranged.

Mr. Townsend talked to the
owners, and they agreed. I didn't.

Well, I guess you're
stuck with us then.

I couldn't have
said it better myself.

- Why don't you want us here?
- I should think it would be obvious.

What happened to Miss Eve
was an accident.

And that's bad enough
in itself.

And I don't like private investigators
trying to turn it into something far worse.

Well, we'll be undercover, so no one
needs to know that we're investigators.

Oh, that is unless
you tell them.

Why should I do that?
I'm sorry.

I'm the one who built Springtime into
the most successful spa in the country.

If you're so convinced that
Eve's death was an accident,

what do you suppose
happened to those memoirs?

There was nothing
like that here.

All of her personal property was returned to
her family. Are there any more questions?

Uh, no. But then again,
we're just starting.

You'll find your quarters in
the building behind this one.

Put on your uniforms. There'll be an
orientation meeting in a few minutes.

Yes, ma'am.

Think we can trust her?
Uh-uh.

What if she blows our cover? Well, keep your
back to the wall and your eye on the door.

Huh?

The rules for new workers here at
Springtime are posted in your quarters.

You will read them.
You will learn them by heart.

And you will engrave them
in your mind and live by them.

- Uh, Miss Nyberg?
- Rule one, you will call me Ms. Ingrid.

Everyone here at Springtime is
known only by their first name.

Is that clear?
Yes, Miss Ingrid.

Rule two. You will cater
to your guest's every wish.

You will be more than servants.
You will become their slaves.

You'll make their stay at Springtime the
most memorable experience of their lives.

Until they get their bill,
at which time,

that will become the most memorable
experience of their lives.

- - Ladies, this is Ms.
Norma Powers.

No doubt, you've heard
of the great actress.

She has starred in more Broadway
successes than anyone in history.

And she knows when she's being
conned, and it won't wash, Ms. Ingrid.

However, I'm bored, and bedding you
is more fun than an herbal wrap...

or a sunflower soufflé.

I neglected to mention...

Ms. Norma is also our resident wit
and our most constructive critic.

She has been here for three months,
and so we know that she really loves us.

Look at me, girls!
Actually, I am a 34-year-old high-jumper.

Norma, please.
I am trying to carry on an orientation.

You givin' them that stuff
about "fig ht the flab"?

No. I was about to.

Fat is the enemy here. You'll regard
it as you would a social disease.

Yeah, well, I can't stand
any more of this.

I'll go curdle the yogurt or something.

Try to have a good time here
girls, in spite of the iron maiden.

All right, ladies. You know your duties.
Go to your stations.

Well?

Well, the sooner we solve it,
the sooner we escape. Mm-hmm.

I think I'm going to
go check out the murder scene.

Spooky.
Be careful, okay?

I don't think I'm gonna be taking
any baths. Yeah. See you later.

Oh! Oh, you scared me.

What are you doing in here?

I'm Kris Munroe.
I'm a new employee here. Who are you?

I'm Zora.
I'm the physical therapist here.

This happens to be my territory,
and you keep out of it.

- Why?
- I just told you why.

Look, I was just
looking around.

I like to stay in shape,
and this looked like the place to do it.

Oh, there's nothing wrong with
your shape, honey, and the

door to this building
was locked.

It was open.

I'll see you later.

I tell you when you can
come in and when you go out.

Look, lady,
I don't work for you.

Let go of me.

A pretty little neck.

I bet it would break easy.

I
Ready, five, six-

five, six, seven, eight.

Right two, left two,

right two, left two,
right two, left two,

right two, left two.

Stretch, two, three, four,
five, six, seven.

And back, two, three,
four, five, six, seven.

Good? Okay. Now we he only
moving from the waist up.

One, two, three, four.

One, two and three and four.

And let it flow.

One, two, three,
four, five, six.

Good. Now the hips.
Two--

Oh, I'm sorry.
Excuse me. Excuse me.

Where are you going? Well,
I was going to check with the new arrival.

Why? Uh, well,
because I'm the new dietitian.

I was going to see if she
had any special requirements.

I see. Well, I'm about
to examine her now,

so would you come back
some other time, please?

Sure.
Thank you.

Hello. I'm Dr. Slavin,
the staff physician.

Well, won't you come in?
Thank you.

What can I do for you,
Doctor?

Well, I pay a little visit to all of
our new guests here at Springtime.

Oh. That's very nice,
but what for?

It's part of our procedure
to give everyone a physical...

before she begins
our exercise program.

- Is that all right with you?
- Well, I guess so. Yeah.

- May I sit down?
- Oh, sure.

Would you like a brandy?

No, thank you,
and I much prefer you didn't either.

Alcohol is a depressant.
Besides, it might affect your heartbeat.

My heart could use a little jazzing
up after the last few months.

Nevertheless, I must insist,
no liquor of any kind is allowed here.

Even your luggage
will be taken away from you.

We provide
everything you need.

Well, you make it sound like some kind
of prison or sanitarium or something.

If you choose to
look at it that way.

Actually, everything that's
done is for your own good.

Well, this is my first visit.
Maybe you better tell me about it.

You're very beautiful.

Why are you here?

That's a funny question.

When I drove in,
I saw all kinds of attractive women.

I suppose they want to
go on being attractive.

Mm-hmm, but why you?

For one thing, I just went through
with a very painful divorce.

I see.

You'll soon be going
back on the market.

That's very blunt, Doctor.
I'm sorry.

But I have seen so many
of our guests hurt by men.

And I believe in
treating the whole person.

Well, the truth is,
I-I'm just exhausted.

If I don't see another man for a
month, uh, I'd be ecstatic.

All I want here
is R & R.

You know, if you're feeling a bit
depleted, I might be able to help.

We have a program here
involving hypnosis--

hypnotherapy.

Does that frighten you?

No. It interests me.

Good, good.

Tonight, after dinner.

Would you
open your blouse, please?

Now it won't be so cold.

Ladies? Carrots?

Carrot? Everybody
needs a carrot. Carrot?

Hey, what you got there?
Here d'oeuvres. Care for one?

My grandfather lived to be 94.
He never ate anything a rabbit would eat.

Uh, listen. I figured as long
as I was out and around,

I would go by
Miss Nyberg's office,

and if she's not there, I'll,
uh, do a little checking.

Maybe find Eve Le Deux's file?

Yep, if it's still around.

You sure you don't want a carrot?
No, thanks.

No, no. Absolutely certain?
All right, if you're positive.

Miss Ingrid?

Miss Ingrid?

Fi/Disco]
Five, six, seven, eight.

Hip right, left,
right, left.

Let it go. One, two, three,
four, five, six, seven, eight.

Boogie. Let it all go.
That's right. Make it feel good.

Other side.
Good!

Let's see it.
Right.

Shake it out.

Now stretch.
Deep breath.

And relax.

Thank you, ladies.
See you at 4:00.

Oh, uh, may I speak to you?

I used to move like that...
about 100 years ago.

Oh, I bet you still got
a few moves left.

That's a very
nice thing for you to say.

What'd you want to
talk to me about?

I get my exercise watching
other people get theirs.

Why don't we go over to the pool?
I can do some work on my pectorals.

Okay.
Would you like me to push?

I've been pampered all my
life, and I love it.

By all means, push!

Okay.

I know who you are.

Oh? Who am I?

A private detective...
from the Townsend Agency.

Who told you?

Our Amazonian directress,
Ms. Ingrid.

That's a little strange. I didn't think
you guys were exactly best friends.

Does a cobra
love a mongoose?

No, she told me,
because she was afraid not to.

Are you sure you were in the
theater and not the Mafia?

You don't miss much.

Come to think of it, my dear,
what else is there for me to do?

Well, you're right. We're here
investigating the death of Eve Le Deux.

I know. But I don't think you're
going to get very much help here.

Does that include you?

We're talking about
one of my dearest friends--

about a woman I knew
for 30 years,

worked with through the
sad and the sweet times.

We worked, and we fought,
and we made up.

And it's very hard for me
to believe that she's gone.

I'm sorry.

Must be awful to lose
a close friend like that.

They're marvelous memories.

She was Eve Le Deux.
Hmm!

Who could replace her?

What do you think
happened to her?

Oh, I don't think.
I know.

She was murdered.

Why do you think so?

Because I've spent my lifetime
in the theater.

Because I played
women like Eve.

And I know they don't
stumble into death.

They're dragged into it
kicking and screaming.

Just the way I will be.

I'll bet you will too.

Miss Ingrid.
What is it, Zora?

I just saw that new dietitian
come out of your office.

80? Maybe she was
looking for me.

Maybe, but she had locked
the door from the inside.

Thank you, Zora.
I thought you'd want to know.

Springtime Spa.
Miss Ingrid.

Oh, hello, Miss Nyberg. This is John
Bosley of the Charles Townsend Agency.

I wondered if you could get a message
to, uh, Sabrina Duncan?

I suppose so.

Uh, would you have her please
call me at this number, 555-7263?

It's very important.
I'll wait for her call.

Very well.

Hello!

Hello. Hello.

Oh, boy. Whew!
I know.

I didn't think they allowed
employees in here.

Are you kidding? They'll let anybody
come in here who's crazy enough to.

I think this is
a terrific place to meet.

It's hot in here!

Look, everybody knows what
everybody else is doing around here.

Yeah, I know. I got the same
feeling, so I looked around.

Not only is my room bugged,
but there's a peephole in there.

I'd dress in the closet
if I were you.

Sounds like a blackmail operation.
Anybody heard from Bosley?

No. There's no phone in my room.
Phones are an intrusion, they say.

Well, I checked out
the exercise room.

What did you find out? Well,
I ran into our physical therapist, Zora.

She caught me.
She's a frightening lady.

I think we better keep our eye on
her, definitely from a distance.

Yeah, I got something too-- you know,
when I went into Ingrid's office.

There is still a file
on Eve Le Deux.

And, um, there's a memo
from her publisher in it.

So that means that Ingrid did know about
the memoirs, and they probably were here.

I think we ought to
keep looking for 'em.

I think I'll check out
her old cottage. Mm-hmm.

I mean, maybe she hid them somewhere.
Good idea.

Well, if that's everything.

I'm gonna get out of here.
Oh, what a good idea! You coming?

No, I'm gonna stay.
I like being parboiled. You're crazy.

See you later.

- Something odd happened.
- What?

I was examined by a Dr. Slavin.
Yeah?

She wanted me to take some kind of
hypnotic therapy. I don't like that.

I don't either.
I've been through it before.

The only way she'll put
me under is with a club.

Yeah. That's what
I'm afraid of.

Hey! Open up!

What's going on?
Open the door!

Open the door!

Look, I'll find you after
dinner and let you

how the session
with Dr. Slavin came out.

Okay.
What time is it?

I forgot my watch.
See you later. Yeah, okay.

Kris?

Oh, Kris, come on.
You all right?

Oh, am I glad to see you.

Just sit down.

There.

Oh.

You know I, uh,
really came back for my watch.

I certainly didn't
expect to find this.

Surprise.

Just stay still until your body
temperature comes down, okay?

Do you have any idea
who it was?

Well, I saw that Zora creeping
out of here like a bandit.

I told you we had to
keep our eye on her.

We'll get you a cold shower when
you're ready. But not in here.

Oh.
Are you okay?

I'll be okay.

Yes? Hello.
My name is John Bosley.

I'm here to see Sabrina Duncan.
She's a dietitian here.

No men allowed.

Oh, I know,
but this is important.

Well, you'll have to
call Miss Ingrid.

I know. I already have.

I've done everything
but throw rocks over the wall.

Well, I've got my orders.

Yeah, well, I-- She's an employee
here, not a convict!

♪ [Light Jazz 1

I must say of all
the spas I've been to,

this is the very first where the
employees dine with the guests.

I like it.

All of our girls are in excellent
shape, as you can see.

The idea is they serve as a
great inspiration at mealtime.

It also lends a certain specious
democracy to the goings-on around here.

If you choose
to look at it that way.

Uh, excuse me, Miss Ingrid. This is my
special salad, if you'd like to try it.

It has sesame, sunflower seeds,
walnuts and my very special lemon dressing.

- Mmm. It's very acceptable.
- Wonderful.

I'd like to try it.
Certainly.

Unfortunately,
my salad days are long since gone.

This'll probably
put hair on your chest.

0h! If ha ving hair
on your chest is desirable.

You may serve it.
Thank you very much.

Did someone
bring a flashlight?

As I was saying... about sex!

Someone, do something!

Ah.

I'm sorry, ladies.
I'll have it fixed in a minute.

What are you doing here?

Uh, electric company, ma'am.
We've got outages all over the area.

But if you'll show me your fuse box, I'll
guarantee you that it won't affect you.

Uh, Miss Ingrid, I'd be happy to show him.
Well, all right. But hurry.

We don't allow men
on the premises.

No. I wouldn't either.
Uh, if you'll follow me, please.

This way.

Yeah? This place is
really hard to get into.

Okay, look.
Here's the key to my room.

Now let's be sure that you stay in.
What have you got?

Well, I found the girl who was in charge
of the exercise room when Eve was killed.

Amy O'Toole?
Yeah.

She was hiding at her sister's down in
Long Beach. Did she witness the murder?

- Not exactly. But she saw the murderer.
- Who was it?

She knows it was a woman, because she
saw her running away from the scene.

But it was so dark,
she couldn't identify her.

Bosley, did you sneak all the
way in here to tell me that?

No, I came to tell you the reason Amy split
right after is because she was paid to.

- And she was threatened if she didn't.
- Who?

By someone, uh-— a physical
therapist named Zora Stafford.

Do you know her?
Mm-hmm.

She locked Kris in the sauna.
Kelly got her out. She's okay.

Well, the interesting thing is
that this Zora ga ve her $5, 000.

Five thousand dollars?

That's a lot of bribe
for a physical therapist.

Yeah, but not
for a murderer of means.

You know, one of my leftover husbands--
I think it was number three--

decided to make a list
of my idiosyncrasies.

And later, a most unkind
biographer said...

it covered three and a half
pages of legal-sized tablet.

At any rate, under the general
subdivision of perversions,

my mate said
I was a foot fetishist.

Now that is a filthy lie.

I am fascinated by feet.

I think they're the key
to a person's character.

That, uh, electric company employee
who was here, for instance.

Anybody else notice that he was
wearing very expensive loafers?

Well, what is that
supposed to mean?

No, I didn't think
you noticed.

Well, maybe
he's the supervisor.

Maybe I'm
the queen of Babylon.

Kelly, don't forget to come
along to my office after dinner.

That is, if you're still
interested in hypnotherapy.

Oh, well, as a matter of fact,
I'll come right now.

Good.
I-I'm not hungry.

Will you excuse me?
Of course.

Think of your body
as very heavy.

Breathe deeply...
and slowly.

Ah, that's it.

In.

Out. Yes.

Now, you are giving
yourself to me.

Trust me.

Your eyelids
are getting heavy.

Very heavy.

You feel relaxed...
and peaceful.

You are going to sleep,

but you will be able to hear
everything I say.

You will tell me about yourself,
Kelly, all about yourself--

all about Kelly,
and you will conceal nothing.

Slavin's got another pigeon
in there right now.

With all the trouble going
around here,

we figure we might as well
score as much as we can.

What are you going to do?

Slavin and me?
Uh-huh.

Take off for Brazil or Mexico.

We got quite a stash.

I know that, having contributed
lavishly to it myself.

I bet you'll be glad
to see us go.

I'm sure you'll let me know
where to send the checks. Ow!

Please! Try to be
a little more gentle.

You're a better blackmailer
than you are a masseuse.

Listen, honey, if you hadn't
killed that old ham,

Slavin and me would have
made a fortune here.

It was you who brought
all the heat.

Eve Le Deux was not a ham.
She was a great actress.

Not as
great as she thought she was.

How come? She was your buddy,
and then you go kill her like that.

If I hadn't been out for a little walk that
night, you might have got away with it.

You know that lovely little blonde,
Kris, the dance instructress?

Yeah, I seen her.
She's real nosy.

Well, of course
she's nosy.

She's a detective.

Help me up.

Are you sure?
How do you know?

She's here looking
for Eve's manuscript.

Dear Eve's memoirs. Poor Eve. She didn't
have the brains God gave an ostrich.

Her manager
ran her whole career.

Anyhow, she was dumb enough,
or vain enough,

or vicious enough, to show me
that manuscript.

And there are some...
hideous things in there about me.

What do you care about
a bunch of lies?

They're not lies.
They're true.

Well, at your age,
what do you care?

At my age,
what else have I got to care about?

Well, it's none of
my business anyway.

You've got to find it, Zora!

Eve hid it,
and I've looked everywhere.

It's none of my business.

If someone else finds it,
it'll lead to me.

And if it leads to me,
it'll lead to you.

That should be simple enough even for
a muscle-bound nitwit to understand.

Or maybe I'll just wring
your chicken neck.

- I'm sure you threaten that quite often.
You won't do it. - How do you know?

Because, my dear Zora, outside Moliere you're
the greediest character I've ever met.

And I'll give you $50,000
to find the manuscript.

I'll get your wheelchair.

Now, Kelly, tell me about
the married men in your life.

- There are many.
- Rich, powerful men?

Yes, some.

Has this led
to problems for you?

Yes. Paul.

Paul's wife.

What happened?
You can tell me.

She had a gun.
It was terrible.

Paul who?

What was his name?

She shot him.

No one knew.
She said it was an accident.

What was this man's name?
You must tell me.

Give me his name.

I-I loved him so much.

So much.

Kelly, breathe
deeply and slowly.

Very deeply, very slowly
and relax completely.

And Paul's name
will come to you.

I want his full name...

and every detail of everything
that happened, Kelly.

Breathe deeply and slowly.

Paul's name and give me
all the details.

Focus on Paul...

and what happened
and Paul's name.

I'm going to give you an injection, Kelly.
It won't hurt.

It's just a little pinprick,
and it will help you to remember.

Breathe deeply and slowly.

Very relaxed.

Everything will come back to you.

I don't think so, Doctor.

You weren't under!
I couldn't afford to be.

What do you mean?

What I mean is,
it's all over.

I know exactly what you're doing.
Come on!

It's not what the doctor ordered, is it?

What is it, Dr. Slavin?
Sodium Pentothal?

Yes. Truth serum.

I was merely going to ask her a
few questions, part of the therapy.

You already had me hypnotized,
or at least you thought you did.

Why the syringe?
You were not responding.

I had to go deeper
into your subconscious.

You've got enough in here to kill
her, Doctor.

Ah, here we go.
And still running.

Another therapeutic tool, that's all.
It's my way of keeping notes.

We tear this place apart,
we're gonna find a lot more of these.

We put those together with the
names of some former guests here,

and I bet we'll
have witnesses.

- Where's Kris? - Over at the Le Deux
cottage, looking for the manuscript.

If she gets lucky, and she finds it,
we may be able to wrap this up tonight.

Oh!

Aha.

Here we have the well-known
little black book...

with the name of the payees
and the amounts they paid.

Hmm. Zora and you,
right, Dr. Slavin?

Which one of you killed Eve Le Deux?
Neither of us.

Oh, come on, Dr. Slavin. You were blackmailing
her, and she began to give you trouble.

- Isn't that how it happened?
- No, it isn't.

Hey, wait a minute.
You know, Eve's name is not on this list.

Maybe she's telling
the truth.

Who then?

You'd never believe me.

Honey, the rich broads that come around
here pay a lot of money for an herbal wrap.

You're gettin' it
for free.

Please.
I can't breathe.

It's gonna get harder and harder,
unless you start answering better.

What were you doing
in Eve's room?

I told you.
I'm a fan.

I was just looking
for mementos.

Oh, come now!
Mementos, really!

What did you do
with the manuscript?

I don't know
what you're talking about.

She isn't going to
tell you anything.

Why don't I take one of these
and put it over her face? End it.

In good time.
All in good time.

Is this the way you want it?

Let's try the gym.

Guess we've
finished with her.

I'll go take another look
in Eve's room.

I'm sure she hid it
in there somewhere.

I'll do it here,
then drop her in the swimming pool.

Look like she drowned
skinny-dipping.

Parting is such
sweet sorrow...

that I shall say good night
and all that stuff.

Romeo and What's Her Name,
Act Two, Scene Two.

You're committing murder!

I already have.

You can get
the death penalty for this.

It could mean a few years in the
Slammer if I don't, sweetheart.

And I don't call that living.
I know. I been there.

Don't struggle.
It'll be easier.

- This one should do it.
- Please--

Back off!

Oh!
Norma killed Eve.

She went around the back--
around the back.

We'll find her.
Okay.

Name's John Bosley.

Bosley!

You're kidding.
Oh, my God!

Norma!

Uh-uh. Okay. Whoa, Norma. Come on now.
Take it easy. That's it.

You're just full
of surprises, aren't ya?

It's all over, Norma.

It's all right. Come on.
Everyone's waiting. Come on.

Did anyone find out why Norma
Powers has spent years in a wheelchair...

when she didn't need it?

She sprained her ankle while she was doing
Blythe Spirit, so she played it in a wheelchair.

- She loved the attention.
- Does that make sense to anyone?

Being an ex-actor yourself, Charlie, you
know they are not indifferent to attention.

- - Hi, everybody.
I brought you a surprise.

Aha! Strawberry cheesecake
from Delmonico's.

No, uh, Eve Perkins,
formerly of Lima, Ohio.

- Hey, hey!
- Ooh, look at you.

Oh, my goodness.
You look great. Than/(you.

Kelly did it all. I feel like
I've just come out of a cocoon.

Eve's decided to stay on here.
She has a whole new career, right?

Oh, yeah?
What you gonna be doing?

I have a job at the downtown public
library. I couldn't look dowdy for that.

Well, congratulations.

Oh, oh, I have
a surprise for you.

I found it when I was going
through my aunt's things.

And it's a picture of Mr. Townsend when
he was appearing on stage with her.

You're kidding!
We're gonna get to see Charlie!

No, no! You can't!
You mustn't.

Ah, ah, ah, Bosley.

Oh, good grief - That was
the high point of my career, Angels--

the par! of Bottom in
Midsummer Night's Dream.

Well, I can see why you opened the
Townsend Detective agency.

Bosley,
you're strangely silent.

Yes, well, anything I said
would cost me my job.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, Charlie.