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Law and order candidate Mike Rhodes

and his wife have just left the hotel

after what, by all appearances,

has been a very successful fundraiser.

Our polls show Rhodes gaining

on incumbent Mayor John Burrows.

And Kelly Rhodes, the wealthy
ex-model wife of Mike Rhodes,

was responsible for many of
the show business personalities

who were here tonight.

Of course, we'll be keeping you updated

on all the events on our mayoral campaign.

This is Frazer Kelly for
Action News, Channel 3.

Well?

What do you think?

I thought you were wonderful.

Sure you doubled your votes.

Mm.

At least with the women.

Now, Kelly, we've talked about this.

Coming up in just a moment

on Channel 3 Action News.

It's the price I pay for marrying

the sexiest politician in the world.

You bet.

- Oh, boy.
- Champagne?

To Mike Rhodes, the
next mayor of Los Angeles.

Kelly, you're so beautiful.

I'm a lucky guy.

I have been waiting to be alone

with you all night.

- Did you know that?
- No.

Well, I have.

I got it, pal.

I got it.

Oh, my dear, yes.

Thank you so much, sir.

Let's go.

The door.

Oh, I see we didn't close the door.

What?

Who the hell are you guys?

Mike!

What the fuck?!

Waste the bitch.

Come on.

Come on.

Holy shit.

Police!

Come oufta there!

Now!

They took Mike.

They took Mike.

Think Ood's bored?

Why would he be bored?

If you knew everything
that was gonna happen,

wouldn't you be bored too?

Huh? I mean, where's the buzz in that?

It wouldn't bore me. I'd
make a fortune at the track.

Well, Ood does not need a fortune.

What Ood needs is a little entertainment.

I mean, that's what we're here for.

You understand?

It's Fred fucking Astaire time.

That's entertainment.

What do you mean?

What do I mean, what
do I mean, what do I mean?

I mean, I mean, I mean that Ood fixed it

so he never knows what we're gonna do.

And our whole job's to play

his liftle games to keep him amused.

We turn him on, he turns us on.

That's all it is, turn on, it's symbiotic.

You think Ood wants to spend eternity

with 144,000 chosen few
who are all good people?

No, he wants to be with
thieves, artists, killers, painters.

That's why it's important
we use our imaginations.

You have some funny ideas.

Yeah.

Don't you?

I mean, look at yourself, you're naked.

All right, that's enough for today.

Put your clothes on.

Can I see it?

In your dreams.

Oo on, go on.

Oet some sleep.

How'd it go?

Cops came. We left two behind.

They get out?

I didn't wait around.

Morning, Mike.

I just wanted to welcome you here

and I hope you have a
real pleasant stay with us.

You all right?

You okay?

Martin, why don't you
get him a couple of aspirin

and cook him an omelet or something?

Rand, see you later.

I just... No, no, no.

I said I'd see you.

Yeah, but... Thank you.

Come here.

Come on.

What happened to your nose?

Rhodes's old lady.

She get a look at you?

I don't think so.

You don't think so.

Police forensic teams
have apparently finished going

over the scene of the early morning aftack

and kidnapping of mayoral
candidate Mike Rhodes.

Incumbent Mayor John
Burrows expressed shock

when told of the kidnapping.

Okay, folks, lots of
closeups for the 11 o'clock.

This is a good one.

Mrs. Rhodes?

Mrs. Rhodes?

Excuse us.

I'm Lieutenant Rosario.

This is Sergeant Perry.

I know this is very hard,
but we need your help.

Who are they?

Why are they doing this?

Well, we won't know
until they make a call.

In the meantime, we're going to have

someone here monitoring your telephone.

They're going to kill him, aren't they?

Mrs. Rhodes, if they were gonna do that,

they would have done it last night.

They tried to kill me.

Mrs. Rhodes, excuse me.

I'd like to tell you something.

You are very brave.

No, I mean it.

What you did is going to
help us catch these people

and return your husband.

I would like you to go downtown,

give the police artist as
good a description as you can

so we can come up with
a composite, all right?

Are you up to that?

Oh, Ood.

When?

Well, tomorrow, the very latest.

Sergeant Perry here, he'll
come by for you, first thing.

Maybe we can stop by campaign
head9uarters on the way in.

It's a good idea, actually.

Yeah, tomorrow is Sunday,
there won't be anyone there.

Perhaps you could look through some

of your husband's papers?

You know, something could jog your memory,

an address, a name he might have mentioned,

anything that can give us a lead.

All right?

Yes. All right.

Are you okay?

Oh, Lieutenant, I want my husband back.

I know.

We do too.

Well, come on!

Let's get it unloaded!

Shit.

Nice.

Let's cut it. Oet it on the streets.

You owe me a kilo.

Lighten up, Martin.

I'm sorry, it's my fault, all right?

Okay? Oo ahead.

Oh, listen, stay in touch.

I might need you for something else, okay?

Hey, I ain't going nowhere.

Oood job.

You know, I'd never cheat
you, and I believe you know that.

Yeah, I know.

Stay well.

Still the same old charm, hm?

Yeah.

Same old game, Jimmy, isn't it? Hm?

Millionaire caftle
rancher, Leonardo Sebriez,

is now serving 10 years in
prison for cocaine trafficking,

and is suspected in the slaying
of an American drug agent,

was sentenced Monday to an
additional three years in prison

for jumping bail in 1980.

And a 20-foot tall bronze
statue honoring merchant seamen

who served in wartime was
mounted on its base Monday

in front of the Los Angeles
Maritime Museum in San Pedro.

The 2,100-pound statue,

which depicts two merchant marines climbing

a Jacob's ladder, fell
over, crushing several...

And in sports, Tommy
Lasorda goes on a diet.

You okay? Huh?

What do you think, Jimmy?

What do we do now?

You're crazy, Cavanaugh.

Just waste him.

Why does everything
have to be a game with you?

Because everything is a game, Jimmy.

It's all a game. What, you wanna do it?

With a damn gun.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Come on, get back.

You're not playing, right,
so you lose your turn.

Just hurry up.

(Iftery music)

Ouch.

Still no word today from kidnappers

who abducted mayoral candidate Mike Rhodes

after last night's fundraiser.

While the lightning attack
so far has police baed,

Mrs. Rhodes did manage to get a look

at one of the attackers.

She'll be working with police artists

to put together a composite of the man

she says led the assault on her home.

And this Monday in Los Angeles,

once again, it's Burrito Day.

So, she didn't see you, huh?

What are we gonna do?

We?

My friend, you are gonna waste her.

Jesus, Cavanaugh, she's
got cops all around her.

Ah.

Well, that is why Ood gave
you the power of the imagination.

Use it.

Dammit.

What's with this guy?

Oet down!

Finish it.

Oet in!

Tell Cavanaugh-

- Cavanaugh?

I haven't seen Cavanaugh...

You want Kelly Rhodes?

You deal with me.

Look, Ruger, I wouldn't even know where

to get a hold of him, and
even if I could, I mean-

- You tell Cavanaugh to call me.

6:00 a.m.

You're lefting him go?

Who are these people?

I don't want excuses.

I want results.

Whoever this is, he's
making you look like idiots,

and that makes me look like an idiot.

I lost a good man today, sir.

I know that.

But, look, I'm under a lot of pressure.

I mean, there are lunatics

out there that think
that I kidnapped Rhodes.

What about this other person,
the one that shot the punks?

We don't know.

We don't know where Mike Rhodes is,

we don't know where Kelly Rhodes is,

and now, there is some
maniac vigilante out there.

Mayor, we're doing the best that we can.

I mean, let's face it,

we have nothing until
they make the contact.

All right.

Keep me posted.

Yes, sir.

Where are Bogner and willis?

Dead.

The cops?

Ruger.

Excuse me?

Ruger!

I want to know how she got
so close to me, you understand?

Hell, I don't know!

Last I heard, she was in Florida.

Florida?

Rand was in Florida, wasn't he?

Rand's a stand-up guy.

Bullshit.

Everybody's got their price,
even you, Jackman, am I right?

Huh?

Well, you dig that son of a
bitch up and you bring him here.

Oet out!

Uh-oh.

Where are we?

What is this?

You live here?

The bed's yours.

I'm not sleeping here.

I want to go home.

I don't even know who you are.

I'll scream for help.

Jerk.

Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes.

Oh, the magic, the magic, hm? Huh?

Hold still right there. Don't move.

Lift your chin, lift. There.

There. Beautiful.

Oorgeous.

Ood, yes.

Shh.

Don't move, don't move.

Beautiful.

I think that's it for today.

Why don't you just disappear?

Ooodnight.

The Rhodes case continues
to dominate the news tonight.

A spectacular abduction of Kelly Rhodes,

wealthy socialite, wife of
mayoral candidate Mike Rhodes,

who was himself kidnapped
earlier yesterday morning.

Meanwhile, the mayor's
office has refused to comment

on rumors said that Mayor Burrows

himself was behind the kidnap-

- What's going on?

"What's going on?"

You wanted to see me?

Of course I want to see you.

I always want to see you, don't I?

Everything all right?

- Oreat, fine.
- Everything okay?

- Yes.
- Oood.

- Uh-huh.
- Oood, good.

How about if I buy you a drink?

That'd be great.

So how's your father?

I heard he was in the hospital, sick.

Oh, he's much better.

That's good.

Next time you see him, I
want you to give him my best.

I will.

Oood.

Oh.

Ooh.

Jesus. Ow, ow.

Come on.

There you go.

Owie, owie, owie.

Oh, Ood.

Oh, shit.

Hold still.

Oood.

Oood, good, good, good, good, good.

Once again, beautiful.

All right.

Now, you and I both know
you talked to Ruger, right?

No, no.

It's okay. I don't care.

I just want to know what you told her.

I just said that you
were in L.A., that's it.

I swear.

No, no, no, no, no.

You tipped her off about the Rhodes job,

otherwise she wouldn't
have been there, right?

No.

Uh-uh. How much did she pay you?

Hm?

How much did she pay you?

She threatened to kill me.

Oh, jeez.

Yeah, I know.

Rand, she conned you.

No, no, no, she'd have done it.

No, you see, she doesn't like killing

people in cold blood.

It's something in her personality.

I got to tell you, she
made a real rough on me

a couple of years ago, oh, yeah.

I mean, she made it so
tough on me that I had to leave

my beloved country and
go hide out in South America,

fighting off mos9uitoes
as big as your goddamn fist!

And then I come back
here and I think it's safe.

And now, it's just a mafter of time

before she finds out where I am.

And you know what I'd appreciate?

I'd appreciate if you felt a liftle sorrow.

Are you sorry?!

I'm sorry.

Are you sorry?!

I swear to Ood, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
- Lies.

I swear to Ood, I'm sorry, Cavanaugh.

All right.

- I'm sorry.
- I believe you.

Don't you feel better?

I mean, it's like going to church.

Yeah.

What are you gonna do?

Ah.

You see, the deal here
is one of these is loaded-

- Oh.

And one of these these guns isn't.

And the whole 9uestion is...

which one is loaded?

Is loaded.

Oh.

Now, could it be the right-

- Oh, don't.

Or the left?

- Don't.
- Hm?

Hmm?

- Jeez, Cavanaugh.
- Left, right, left,

right, right, right, left... Cavanaugh.

Left, left, left, right-

- The left, the left,

- the left, the left!
- The left!

Oh, shit.

Mwah.

I couldn't do that to you.

Oh, Ood.

You're like my little brother.

How about the right?

Oood? Was that good?

Yeah?

Oh, I know.

I know, it's just cruel.

- Yeah.
- Ruger.

Cavanaugh's agreed to your terms

and he'll make the exchange
at the Norwood Ranch.

Have Mrs. Rhodes with you.

What's this?

Hamburgers for breakfast.

Who are you?

You're a bounty hunter, aren't you?

Oh, you're so tough.

The strong, silent type, real macho.

Shall I say macha?

You know, maybe you think that you've got

a monopoly on hard times.

I want to tell you something.

My life hasn't always been

a bed of roses either, okay?

Shut up.

What is it?

Hey, Ruger!

What's the mafter, Ruger?

Where's Mrs. Rhodes?

I thought you wanted the deal.

If it's Cavanaugh you're looking for,

he couldn't make it.

Number one in Los Angeles,

Channel 3 Action News, "The News Report,"

with Frazer Kelly, news;
Arnie Kragan, sports;

And Veronica Suzuki, weather.

Wave of violence in
the city has a new twist,

spectacular wild west style shootout

at the old Norwood Studio back lot

early this morning left four men dead.

That's it for today.

Oo on.

When do I get to see it?

Are you serious?

Just leave.

Now!

I'm sorry.

Look out!

You scared the shit out of me.

I know.

You're such a fucking idiot, Jackman.

What?

"What?"

Could you do me a favor?

- Yeah.
- Oh, thanks.

Come on, come here.

Come. Come here.

That was funny.

She tricked us. She was like everywhere.

We should have known she
was gonna pull something.

Ah.

Oet in the crate.

What do you mean?

What do I mean?

I mean, I'd like to see

if you could follow one simple order.

That's what I mean.

Oet in the crate.

Come on, Cavanaugh!

What's the mafter, this a
liftle too silly for you? Huh?

Huh? Huh?

Yeah.

How about this?

Is this silly?

Oet in the crate.

Oet in the crate.

Oet in.

Okay.

Now what?

Sit.

Sit.

Oood boy.

Now, lie down.

Are you sorry?

Yeah.

Say you're sorry.

I'm sorry.

Oood.

Hard to breathe?

That befter?

Ah, Ood, yes, yes, yes.

Yeah.

All right, let's go over
this one more time for me.

You're sure that you heard the name Ruger.

Yes.

A man called out, "Ruger, we had a deal."

It was something like that.

Do you know who she is?

Oh, yes.

Wait one minute.

Start it.

Hello?

Mrs. Rhodes?

This is Mrs. Rhodes.

Who is this?

There's a package for you.

You can pick it up at the rear

of 7221 South Temple Boulevard.

I'm sorry, I didn't understand that.

Could you please repeat it?

You've got to keep calm
and let us take care of this.

This had befter be good, Rosario.

These media bastards are eating me alive.

Oh, my god.

Where did you get this?

There is more.

I'm alive and well,

but what you just saw is gonna happen to me

unless you follow these instructions:

You are to put $500,000

in a used gym bag.

Kelly will be called,

telling her where and
when to deliver the money.

Honey, don't do it, honey!

What are you gonna do?

I'm going to raise the
money and wait for their call.

Mayor Burrows.

What do you know about Mike Rhodes?

Well, he wants my job.

That's about it.

Why?

Well, it's just that if we knew
more about his background,

we could go through a
possible list of his enemies.

Well, I'm his enemy, his
politically enemy, anyway.

You don't think I did it.

No, sir, I don't.

Yes?

Be right there.

Sorry, I have to go.

You know, Rhodes is doing much befter

at the polls than before,
or I'm doing worse.

Honey, don't do it, honey!

She was a cop.

A cop? Ruger?

She was a street kid.

Apparently never knew her father.

Her mother died of an overdose

when Ruger was about 11 or 12.

And maybe that's why she
became a narcotics cop, huh?

You knew her.

Everybody knew Ruger.

She had her own way of dealing with things.

You can say that again.

Well, anyway, it
finally caught up with her.

Oh, yeah, she went way
out of bounds on a drug case.

Cavanaugh.

That's right.

Her partner was killed.

Cavanaugh got away, and Ruger got the ax.

Looks like she never forgot.

Hey, I got the one you want.

Hey, baby.

What's happening?

Shit.

Who the hell is this?

Talk.

Mr. Mayor, Mr. Mayor!

Excuse me, excuse me.

Mr. Mayor.

Mr. Mayor, we understand
that the city council's

pufting together a force

to investigate allegations
that your office may

somehow be involved with the
disappearance of Mike Rhodes.

Do you care to comment, sir?

If the city council seems fit

to investigate such a ridiculous rumor,

they're free to do so.

Mr. Mayor... Okay, well, you heard it

from the mayor.

From city hall, this is Frazer
Kelly for Channel 3 News.

I don't mean to pry, Kelly,

but how did you and your
husband get together?

It was at a...

Last year, at a party on a boat.

Ah.

Kind of a whirlwind romance, then.

He swept me off my feet.

That's really nice.

Where is he from, anyway?

Florida, originally. Why?

I'm just curious.

You know, man behind the image.

Oh, Ood, I want him back.

Sorry.

Maybe we should go inside.

Ah.

Whoa.

Are you all right?

I'll get it.

Hello?

You have the money?

Yes. I want to speak to my husband.

If you don't do anything stupid,

you'll see your husband tonight.

Now, listen carefully.

Oet in your car and go to Mulholland Drive.

One half mile east of
Coldwater, there's a public phone.

Oet out of your car and wait there.

Wait.

Do you know where that is?

Are you ready to go?

All right.

How are we doing?

We're almost there.

Hello?

Yes.

No, no, there's no one with me.

Yes.

Yes.

That's miles from here.
I can't get there that fast.

Hello?

Are you there?

No, no, don't turn around.

Just start the car and let's go.

What did they say?

A mile past Sandstone.

One mile past Sandstone.

Roger.

Okay, we're turning into Sandstone.

Oood.

This is where they said,
but there's nobody here.

We're okay.

Oet out.

Walk around the car and
I'll give you the money.

Somebody's coming.

It's going down now.

Is that the money?

It's here. Where's my husband?

- Come on.
- Let me go!

Let me go!

Let me go!

Let me go!

Police! Hold it!

Ay yai yai.

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

Is this some exercise movie?

Come on.

Hm?

Ah, the hell with it.

Even better with ourselves.

What the hell is...

Ruger.

Well, Ruger.

It's good to see you again.

Cavanaugh.

Who?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

Cavanaugh.

Yeah, I remember him.

He lives around here some place.

121 Maxwell.

Ruger.

Drop your little toy.

I said drop it.

Come on.

Well, before I drill
you full of little holes,

I just wanted to remind you of something.

You remember when
Cavanaugh wasted your partner?

You were supposed to read me my rights.

End of the line, kids.

Your hurting my arm.

Mrs. Rhodes, it's such
a pleasure to meet you.

May I call you Kelly?

Where's Mike?

Mike's here.

Mike's fine.

I want to see my husband.

Hey, why don't you just chill out, huh?

Martin.

She's a lady.

Treat her like a lady.

Come on.

What?

Look at me. That's right.

Feel it, feel it. Oood.

Loving it.

Now, I kept my part of the
bargain, I brought the money.

Hey!

What the hell is going on?

- Mike!
- What is my wife doing here?

- Panic, I love it.
- Mike.

Oet out oufta here.

What is she doing here?

Showbiz, Mike. Making a liftle film.

Mike, you know this man?

Of course he does. We're old buddies.

What's the mafter?
Aren't you gonna tell her?

Hm?

Has cat got your tongue?

All right, I'll tell her, Mike.

You see, Kelly, this was Mike's whole idea.

I mean, he's behind in the polls,

and what better boosts
for a law and order man's

election day chances than to become

a victim of crime himself?

I mean, it's brilliant.

Honey, you got to believe me,

you were never supposed to be involved.

Never supposed to be involved?

I was worried sick, you bastard.

I was dragged all over town!

Mike, you think dowers would
be in order about right now?

Huh?

All right, enough's enough!

Untie her!

Ah. No.

No can do.

You see, Mike, the way I figure it,

if she can get a half a million
dollars for a bum like you,

I mean, just imagine
what her folks are willing

to put up for her.

Brilliant, huh?

Don't move.

Don't move.

You see, she was a model,

and models are very picky, picky, picky

about their little faces, aren't they?

What are you gonna do?

Hold it!

Put it down, Martin!

Back away from her, Cavanaugh.

You know, you're really starting to get

on my nerves, Mikey.

Do it!

"Do it."

All right.

Now what?

- Untie her.
- Ah.

No, don't think so.

- Untie her.
- Don't think so, Mikey.

I don't think so.

Jesus!

Mike!

Mike!

That was between Ood and me.

Ood and me, Ood and me.

Mike!

Oh, my god.

What are you gonna do?

What are you doing?

- Shut up.
- Don't.

- Shut up, shut up.
- Don't, please.

Oo ahead, Ruger!

Try your luck!

Maybe you'll hit the bitch!

Do do do ba ba!

Cha!

Oet in there and stay down.

Come on out!

Come on, bitch!

I got you, don't I?

Come on!

You want me, huh?!

I'm gonna kill your ass!

Come on!

Come on!

Oot you now!

Oot you now, huh?!

I got you!

I got you!

Come on!

Life is a game, and the game death.

Life and death, life and
death, life and death.

Life is death!

Bingo.

How's your aim these days, Ruger? Huh?

Oops.

What's the mafter, honey?

You afraid to take a chance? Huh?

You lost your nerve?

I know.

You're going down.

You're going down just like
that scumbag partner of yours.

You're going down now.

Don't you turn your back on me!

Three to five, Ruger.

That's all I'm gonna get
while your fucking partner...

while your partner got eternity!

Three years.

Three years and I'm out on good behavior.

And you lose again, honey.

You lose, again!