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Once upon a time,

there were three
little girls who went
to the police academy--

two in Los Ange/es,

the other in San Francisco--

and they were each assigned
very hazardous duties.

But i took them away
from all that,
and now they work for me.

My name is Charlie.

Baggage on the 10:45 flight
from San Francisco...

can now he picked up
in the baggage area.

The 1 1:00
flight for San Diego,
now boarding at Gate 11.

Flight 116 now hoarding
at Gate 4.

| just got here.

Is this
how he looks today?

Where is he now?

Yeah, I'll find it.
What kind of
a car is he driving?

What's the license number?

All right.

Thank you.

Enjoy your meal.

Mm-hmm.

Good day, sir.

I'll just have a cup
of espresso, please.

I'm sorry, sir.
We don't have espresso.

Could you manage a coffee...
in a clean cup?

lthink so.

Thank you.

I hope you don't mind
the intrusion.

I rarely approach
strange ladies in restaurants.

But I just felt compelled
to tell you...

that, uh, you possess
a most engaging smile.

Well, you possess
a most flattering manner.

Well, thank you.

I would love
to remain here...

with my "flattering manner,”
but unfortunately--

Oh, a previous engagement?

Yeah.

Well, I'm lunching
with a friend.

A friend?

Of feminine gender.

Oh, I see.

I'll be here quite a while.

Perhaps another time?

As I said,
I'll be here
for quite a while.

Oh.

0h, l-- l--
Oh, I see.

Play on.

Bos/ey, you arrived here
about 20 minutes ago.

Do you think your mind
will be joining us soon?

I'm not sure
that it will.

I suddenly find
this all very tedious.

Well, yearly expense
accounting always is, Bos,

but we're here to help you
every way we can.

You're here to help me?

You talk as if all ofthis
is my responsibility.

Office matters
usually are, Bos.

Oh, yes, of course.

I mean, you three
naturally are at ease in the

field,
where all the action is.

And all ofthis drudgery
naturally falls
on my shoulders.

Bosley, we're a team.

Right.

lmean, we do our thing, and,
well, that’s how it works.

You three, uh,
think you know me very well.

Well, let's just say we're
comfortable with you, Bos.

Yeah?
Well, that’s very interesting.

Because right now,
I don't feel very comfortable.

Bos/ey,
are you upset with us?

No, no,
I'm not upset with you.
Of course not.

lmean, you're my family.
/'d do anything for you.

It's just that
I am upset because you...

find me so predictable.

You know, I think dependable
is a better word, Bos.

Oh, much.

Oh, yeah, much, much.

Good old dependable Bosley.

Buried under
a pile of paperwork,

when id rather
be somewhere else.

Somewhere else?

What if I should just
suddenly disappear?

Huh?
Could you find me?

My, we are
being mysterious.

No, no, no.
Think about it.

Could you find me?

Bosley.

I mean, am I that
comfortably predictable?

Are you challenging us
in some way?

Yeah.

Yeah, I guess I am.
Yeah, I'm challenging you.

Well, what for?

I don't know.

I don't know.
Maybe, uh--

Maybe it's because
I'm upset with myself.

All / know is that
before / came here,

something happened to me
that, uh,

was very pleasant.

And suddenly
I want to pursue it.

And leave us here with
three days' paperwork?

Look, /'/i make you a deal.

Now look,
ljust walk out that door,
but I will call--

lwill call you, uh,

let's say every two hours,
and I'll give you clues.

Ohh.

Bosley, this is crazy.

No, no, no, no.
Just listen to me.

I'll call back
every two hours,
I'll give you clues,

and if you can figure out
by the clues where I
am or what I am doing,

I will come
back here right off,

and I will do
all of this
work all by myself.

All of it?

All of it.

But that is providing
that the three of
you stay here...

and continue to work
until the game is over.

Now, that way,
the sooner you win,

the less work you do.

Deal?

Bosley,

I don't know
what you're up to,

but whatever it is,
it seems real
important to you.

Yeah.

Deal.

Thanks.

Deal.

Okay, but you're gonna
call us in two hours?

I will. Thanks.

Thanks very much.

Have fun.

Two hours, Bosley.
Don't forget.

What's that all about?
I don't understand.

l was going to offer
a seductive hello
and then say your name.

And then I suddenly remembered
I don't know your name.

It's Ellen.
Ellen Miles.

Hi, Ellen.
I'm John Bosley.

Uh, may I?

Oh, please, yes.

Your, uh,
lady friend never arrived?

No. No.

Minorfamily emergency.

I suppose I should say
this is a pleasant surprise.

You mean, it isn't?

Oh, it is pleasant.

But not quite a surprise.

No?

You know,
I almost expected
you to come back.

Really?

Well, there was no
reason to expect.

It wasjust
something I sensed.

Oh, uh, waiter,

has the lady had
the strawberries and cream?

No.

Well, then you bring her some.

Oh, and bring me
some coffee too,
would you, please?

Fine, sir.

I think I'm an addict.
I just can't break the habit.

Uh-oh.

Would you play something,
uh, pianissimo,

and, uh,
play it from the bar.

You are a rather
spontaneous fellow,
aren't you?

Well, if you believe I am,
then I am.

l, um--

l have time to spend.
Do you?

Yes.

l have time to spend.

Well, good.

Angels,
when did this "game"...

with you and Bosley begin?

'Bout an hour ago, Charlie.
- I see.

So, you won't hear from him
until 2:00 with
his first clue.

Yeah, Charlie.

Was there something
important you wanted him for?

Moderately important.

A man named
Harrison Wellman was

released from
prison yesterday.

What's that got to do
with Bosley?

Well,
Bosley and I worked with the

police as
investigators on the case.

it was Bosley's testimony
that helped convict Wellman.

Hey, wait a minute.
I remember that case.

As I recall, there was a great
deal of
publicity on the trial.

And there'll be
a lot of press
concerning his parole.

Now, several reporters have
attempted to question me.

I'm sure they'll be
trying to reach Bosley.

So you want us to tell him
not to talk to 'em, right?

That's right.

We can 't keep a low profile
with the agency...

it we're being quoted
in the press.

Okay, Charlie,
we'll tell him as
soon as we hear from him.

Fine, and, uh--
and good luck with your game.

It really would be a shame
if you three had to
do all the paperwork

Bye.

Uh-huh.

Do you get the impression
Charlie is rooting for Bosley?

I don't think he's
rooting for any of us.

You know, you can't
really get the feel...

of a place like this until
you've had a candied apple.

A candied apple?

Yes.

Oops.
Bread and butter.

Don't tell me you've
never heard of them.

Actually,
I think I did have one
once when l was a little girl.

Once?

Well, I had a very
protected childhood.

Oh,
what were you protected from?

I'm not sure.

My parents sensed
adversity everywhere.

Oh, well, in that case,
little lady, step right
up and live dangerously.

Can we have
two candied apples, please?

Would you pay for those?
I'll be right back.
I gotta make a call.

Hello, Angels.

Six minutes late, Bosley.

Watching the clock, are we?

- Uh, Bosley,
Charlie has a message for you.
- Which is?

Well, you're to avoid
any reporters who
try to question you...

about a man named
Harrison Wellman.

Harrison Wellman?

Yes, he was recently
paroled in San Francisco.

Oh, yes, right.

Harrison Wellman.

I helped send him to prison
for killing his wife
about eight years ago.

If he killed his wife,
how come he's

getting out of
prison in eight years?

Well, it was all
circumstantial evidence.

Some still think that he is
innocent. it's
a very controversial case.

Yeah, well,
Charlie wants you to stay

out ofthe controversy,
Bosley.

Look, I don't have
the slightest desire to
even discuss Harrison Wellman.

Are you ready
for your clue?

Ready, Bosley.

All right.

The ambience is equestrian,
the route is circular,
and the mood is festive.

Give up, Angels?

Oh, come on.
We gotta have more than that.

What do you mean?
I'm all but spelling
it out for you now.

Wait a minute!
You're at the racetrack.

Better luck next time.

Hey! Hey, hey,
watch it, will ya?

What was that?

I don't know.

I don't know either,
but I've heard
that sound before.

Where?

I can't remember,
but it's real familiar,
you know?

Hmm.

You know,
it appears to me
that you not only...

did not eat
many candied apples,

but you spent
very little time on
the merry-go-round.

That's true.

Why, may I ask,
was your
childhood so insulated?

Money.

Ah, the lack of it.

No, too much of it.

Old eastern money.

Told we were
of superior stock

We?

Oh, my brothers and l.

They went to Harvard.
lwent to Saint Anne's.

Oh, of course.

Where you majored
in the social
sciences and literature.

Close.
Actually,
I majored in journalism.

My parents felt that it
was too practical for a

young debutante
destined to marry,

but I insisted and persisted
and,
uh, actually did graduate.

Did you ever escape this
bondage that you
were born into?

Well, I never married,
if that's what you mean.

I've never committed
to anyone or anything.

I've been safe
all my life.

Yeah, well,
I guess that, uh,

"safe" can be a pretty
lonely place to live.

Yes, it can be.

Stay back! Stay back!

What in the world?
But what's going on?

What happened?

I don't know.
Somebody's shooting at us.

Stay here.

What are you doing with a gun?

When somebody shoots at me,
I sometimes shoot back.

Now just stay
where you are.

Do you have espresso?

My customers
couldn't even pronounce it.

I'll just have
a cup of coffee.

John, what are you doing?
What's that?

It's a wad of wax.

Wax?

Yeah, like they use
with blank cartridges.

Blanks?

You mean, someone was
shooting blanks at us?

It would seem so.

But why? What's going on?

I don't know.

Well, you must have some idea.

I mean, people don't go around
just shooting at
people for no reason at all.

Who are you,
John Bosley,

and-- and why are you
carrying a gun anyway?

Because I have a permit.

But why do you have a permit?
Are you a police officer?

I'm a detective.

A detective?

Private.

Oh.

Well, do you know who
it was that shot at you?

No, I don't.

I've got a vague idea,
but it's just too
preposterous to even consider.

Come on.
Let's go to a restaurant.

What?
You can eat at
a time like this?

No, no, but I can
have a drink. Come on.

Oh, no, sir!

I am not
budging from this spot

until you tell me what
you're not telling me.

What am I not telling you?

That's what
you're gonna tell me.

All of it,
right from the beginning.

All right,
all right.

lwill tell you all of it,
all of it right
from the beginning.

First, I'm going to
a restaurant and have a
drink and make a phone call.

A Chablis.

And a Chablis.

Thanks.

Boy, I'm looking forward
to that drink.

Oh, thank you.

Now, my friend,
talk to me.

All right.
I am a private investigator.

And at the moment,
I am playing a sort of a
game with my associates.

A game?

Yes. Ifthey can guess
where I am, they win.

And if they don't, I win.

Well, could this game
have something to do...

with those shots
that were fired at us?

I would say that
my three friends, uh,

somehow found out where I was
and are playing
head games on me.

But that's bizarre behavior,
even for them.

Well, then who
do you think that--

But on the other hand,

they did tell me
that a fellow that I
helped send to prison...

was released yesterday.

You mean,
to coin a phrase,
a violent type?

Well, he was convicted
of murdering his wife.

Well, anybody I might
have heard of?

I don't know.
His name was,
uh, Harrison Wellman.

Harrison Wellman.
Yes.

Oh, I remember
that case very well.

As a matter of fact,
I followed the

reports of
the trial quite closely.

Well, as I said,
if I were
inclined toward paranoia,

I mean,
I could probably come
to the conclusion...

that my three friends
deliberately
mentioned his name,

then came down here,
and pop-pop!

Uh, shot a couple of
blank shots at me,

hoping then that I would
flee back to the office.

Oh, that seems
pretty unlikely.

Well, I agree.

Which leaves us to
a rather frightening thought.

Which is?

Well, maybe Wellman
really is here.

Firing blank cartridges?

Well, perhaps he wanted
to frighten you.

To what purpose?

Well,
you did send him to prison.

Now, as I remember
the case--

Didn't he claim that
the shooting was accidental?

A hunting trip
or something?

Well, he supposedly
was shooting at a deer,
and he hit his wife.

Unfortunately, though,
I found
bloodstains in their cabin.

Well, this is
really fascinating.

Let me ask you something.

Ifyou had seen that man
that shot at us--

if you had seen Wellman
pointing a gun at you,

how would you have felt
at that precise moment?

I would have felt,
uh, fear, of course.

And a sense of irony?

Irony?

Well,
that after all these years,

a man that you'd hurt...

suddenly wanted
to hurt you.

There was nothing personal
in my hurting Wellman.

I mean,
I merely testified.

run my job.

Come on.

Here's to more...

pleasant thoughts.

Townsend Agency.

Bosley here.

How goes the bookwork,
Angels?

Slowly, Bosley.
Very, very slowly.

Not too slowly,
I hope.

Oh, don't you worry, Bosley.
We're gonna save some for you.

Mm-hmm.

You three have been toiling
since last we spoke?

Yes, Bosley.
Eagerly awaiting
your next clue.

You never left the office?

We've been here
9 var since you left,
Bosley. Just like we promised.

Well, a few minutes ago,
I didn't think so.

What do you mean,
you didn't think so?

I considered the possibilities
that one or all of you...

came here
and tried to gaslight me.

Gaslight you?

Yes.

Someone or se veral someones...

took a couple of
potshots at me.

Bosley,
what are you saying?

/'m saying that someone
shot at me and my companion.

Companion?

Now wait a minute.
You think we would
do a thing like that?

I only considered it
for a few moments
because the shots were--

Well, they missed
by a safe margin,
and they were blanks.

What?

Bosley, what are you
talking about? Explain.

There is no explanation.
At least nothing I

can come up
with at the moment.

Bosley, I think we
better forget about our

game and come to
whereveryou are.

Oh, no.
A deal is a deal.

Look, Bosley,
something serious is going on,

and I think we
better get involved.

Meaning that I cannot handle
action in the field?

Meaning you might
be in danger, Bosley.
We should be there.

Maybe I am in danger,
and maybe I am not.

But there is one thing
forsure, and that is

that I am going to
handle the action.

Now, here is your clue.

Bosley,
forget about the clue.

Above the sea, beyond the
shore, but in need
of a boat no more.

Where are you, Bosley?

That is for you
to figure, Angels. Bye.

Bosley!

Bosley!

I do not like this.

Yeah, I don't
like it either.

Charlie says
this Wellman
character gets out of prison.

All of a sudden, somebody's
shooting at Bosley
and his companion.

Look, who is
Bosley's companion,

and where did he find
this person?

Or did this person
find Bosley?

I don't know,
but I think we
better call Charlie...

and tell him
our little game's
gotten out of hand, huh?

In the meantime,
we better think
about this clue.

Yeah, it's,
"Above the sea,
beyond the shore"--

- "But in need
of a boat no more."
- "Above the sea."

Well, you're looking
very pleased with yourself.

Oh, and I am.

This little mystery
that you and I have
become involved in...

has given me
the chance to rely
solely on my own resources.

And | find that challenge
very exhilarating.

You mean, you didn't
tell your associates

where you are or
who you're with?

I most certainly didn't.

Much to their dismay.

You know,
l'rn very grateful to you.

Grateful to me?
Why?

Oh, because this morning,

life had started off so--

oh, so painfully.

Painfully what?

Painfully predictable.

And then I looked over,
and there you
were smiling at me.

All of a sudden,
lfelt uneasy, uncertain.

0w.

What, do you have a headache?

I'm just a little dizzy.

Well, I felt--
I felt uncertain.

I suddenly felt foolish.

I felt like
a high school kid.

Or maybe--
maybe like a college kid.

But liked
that feeling very much.

John,
you don't look well.
Are you okay?

Oh, I'm all right.
Ellen, you're caring.

You know,
I think I could learn
to like you very much.

I could learn
to like you too.

What is it?

Oh, I don't know
what's the matter with me.

I-- I can't keep
myself in focus.

I think we'd better
get some fresh air.
Let's get out of here.

Oh,
I think that's a good idea.

Oh, yeah. Here. Oh.

That'll take care of it.

Here, let me help you.

I'm sorry.

Oh, don't be silly. Here.

And Bosley refused to tell you
where he is or who he's with?

Yes, Bosley has
developed a severe case of

complete self-reliance,
Charlie.

Charlie, do you
remember this Wellman as

being sort of
a revengeful type?

Well,
whether he'd want revenge or
not doesn't matter now, Kris.

What do you mean?

Well, one of the women
reporters from an
eastern paper...

who was trying to question me
about the case this morning--

She told me that
Wellman had been

hospitalized last
night in San Francisco.

Severe heart attack.
He's not expected to live.

Well, then he's
obviously not down
here shooting at Bosley.

No, but Wei/man's
release and that shooting

is still a coincidence
too big to ignore.

The pier!

What?

The Santa Monica Pier.
Bosley's at
the Santa Monica Pier.

How do you know?

Remember that sound we
heard in the background?

That out-of-tune--
That thing. You know, the--

The calliope.

Right!

The merry-go-round.
Everything goes in
a circular motion.

"Above the sea, beyond
the shore, but in
need of a boat no more."

You're right. The pier.

It all fits.

You better get over there.
Meanwhile, I've got an idea.

What is it, Charlie?

That lady reporter.

She told me Wei/man's brother
brought him into the hospital,

and that he was
extremely agitated
over Wellman's condition.

I remember the brother
at Wellman's trial.

He did seem like
the revengeful type.

Okay, Charlie,
you can reach us
on the car phone.

We'll be at the pier
in less than 10 minutes.

Oh, I think
I'd better drive.

Here, let me help you.

Oh, boy.
You better get me to a doctor.

That won't be necessary.

I'm telling you,
I really feel bad.
I think I'm gonna pass out.

No, you are not
going to pass out.

You're going to be partially
immobilized.
But you'll be able to talk.

What are you doing?

We're gonna get
to the truth, John.

The truth about what?

About you
and Harrison Wellman.

One way or another,
we're going to
get to the truth.

Don't move.

Hello?

Kris?

Yes, Charlie?

I checked all
the flights that came in from

San Francisco
since last night.

Lawrence Wellman
was on one that came
in at 10:45 this morning.

Well, that means
he probably rented
a car at the airport.

He did.
A brown Mercedes,
license number, 497 QLL.

License number 497 QLL.

A brown mercedes.

That's right, Kris.

Well, it sounds like
it's fitting together.

So it seems.
How far are you from
the Santa Monica Pier?

Almost there, Charlie.
We'll get back to you.

What did you put
in my drink?

I told you.
Something to
immobilize you while we talk.

So it was a setup, right?

Right from the beginning.
You at that restaurant.

You were waiting for me.

Well, I did some research.

I learned you
go there every day.

The girls were right.
I'm a creature of habit.

We'll talk about you
and Harrison Wellman now.

Why did you
perjure yourself at his trial?

Why do you care
about Harrison Wellman?

Because I'm his sister.

Huh?

His brother is in the car
right behind us.

Our brother,
I should say.

Lawrence Wellman.

Oh, you remember Lawrence.

From the trial.

So that--
that's who fired at us--

fired at me just now,
right?

Blanks--
to frighten you
without hurting me.

You can be sure
there are very real
bullets in his gun right now.

We were willing
to chalk it all up to
eight years of bad luck...

and help Harrison
make a new life for himself.

But he's dying
in a hospital
in San Francisco.

So now you want,
what, revenge?

No.

We want the truth.

Harrison can't tell us,
so you will.

You better start talking now.
I'm afraid my brother is
far less patient than I.

Listen.
Listen to me.

Your bother killing his wife
had nothing to do with me.

Look, I know you probably
love your brother,

and you can't understand
how he could kill
another human being.

And maybe you feel
that his guilt is yours,

but that has
nothing to do with me.

Don't open that door.

Hey, move it!

You're not gonna
shoot me.

Not with all
these people looking.

Oh, |wi||l

Oh, I mean it.
I will.

No, you won't.

For eight years,

you've been hoping
that you'd hear me
say what you wanted to hear.

But you haven't,
and you won't.

So you won't
use that gun.

Get that thing out of here!

What's the holdup?

Let's get goin'! Come on!

Hey, move it!

Why did you let him go?

Why did you let him go?

Pull acrossl Get mo vingl
i gotta get out of here!

if you can't drive it,
push it!

Bosley!

Let me through!
Let us through, please!

Let me through, please!

Come on! Come on!
Hey!

Sorry.

Sorry, sorry.

Under the pier!

- Wellman!

Okay, put it down
nice and slow.

She said, put it down.

Ah-ah-ah! Uh-uh.

Bosley, where are you hurt?

I'm not hurt. I'm all right.

Bosley, you sure?

Yeah, I'm sure.
I'm okay. I'm just dizzy.

Oh!

Let's get out of here.

Okay. Come on, Bos.

Hold on to him.

Wait a minute.

Give me a minute,
will you?

Sure you're okay,
Bos?

Yeah.

Okay.

In case you're wondering,

this is Harrison and...

Lawrence Wellman's sister--

a charming
and rather devious lady.

John--

She set me up.

Rather cleverly too.

And it would seem,
gained nothing by it.

I don't know about that.

That depends whether
you believe what i told you.

Well, then maybe
it wasn't a total loss.

Because I do believe you,
John Bosley.

And I'm sorry.

Boy, what a pity.

I mean, under
different circumstances,
for you and me,

it might have been
very pleasant.

There's not much
more to say, is there?

Not to me.

Let's go.

You stay back.

Up, Bosley.

What?

Get up. Put on your coat.

VVhy?

'Cause you're going somewhere.

Hi, Charlie.
We just got here.

You don't have to pack.
We bought you
a whole new wardrobe.

You can go straight
from here to the airport.

And you better hurry,
because your plane
leaves in less than an hour.

- Here's your ticket
and some extra cash.
- But where am I going?

I'm sending you to the Bahamas
fora few days, Bosley.

The Bahamas? To do what?

To do absolutely nothing.

Nothing?
I don't understand.

Psst! Bosley,
it's called a vacation.

A vacation?

But-- But I've got
all this bookwork to do.

That's okay.
We're gonna take
care of the bookkeeping.

No, no, no, no.
I lost the game. You won.

I'm supposed to do
all the bookwork.

What you're doing
doesn't make any sense.

- Well, that just
goes to show you. - Which is?

We're all not as
predictable as you are.

Have a good time, Bosley.

Come on, Bos.

You know, I am crazy
about all three of you.

Or did you happen
to know that too?

Oh, we know.

We know
everything about you, Bos.

You're predictable.