All language subtitles for The Rockford Files S03e12 There

Chrissie, I'm not gonna
rope a mark for you.

I try to stay legal.

Did he go for it? I think.

Well, all right, you
know your part.

The whole thing
hinges on you, Angel.

I'm disappointed.

Well, maybe I can change that.

I'm a taker. You're a victim.

Look, tell Blast I'll have
his money in a few hours.

You're gonna have nothing.

All you got left
is an appointment

with the bottom of the river.

ROCKFORD ON ANSWERING
MACHINE: This is Jim Rockford.

At the tone, leave your
name and message.

I'll get back to you.

Bummer. I call up
with some good vibes

and some positive
energies and I talk to a robot?

Forget you, man.

Hey, Eddie, it's Jim.

I can still see, Jimmy.

It's my kidneys that are
going bad, not my eyes.

Hey, you brought some candy.

Yeah.

I can't eat nothing
but purified foods.

Stuff tastes like that goo

we used to spoon
down in the joint.

Hey, why don't you eat
a piece for me, Jimmy?

Oh, sure, Eddie. Sure,
what kind do you like?

Oh, something with nuts.

You seen Christina?

No.

No, not since we ran that
game on that John St. Louis.

But I'm having breakfast
with her this morning.

That was a good con.

You should've
stayed in the business.

You got a nice feel for it.

Only flaw is you tend
to go soft on the mark.

Look, Eddie, I don't think
I should stay too long.

Listen, Jimmy,

maybe you could do me a favor.

Sure, Eddie, you name it.

Keep an eye on
Christina for me, will you?

I mean, if I don't hit
the tape on this track.

Oh, come on, you're
gonna make it, Eddie.

Yeah, but if I don't, will
you keep an eye on her?

She's got my front money.

Make sure she doesn't blow it

on something foolish.

You know what I'm saying, Jimmy?

Yeah, Eddie, sure.

He doesn't want me to blow it?

I'm supposed to just sit
back and watch him die

because he's got a prison record

and isn't eligible for welfare?

Do you know how much one
of those dialysis machines cost?

I haven't got a clue.

$50,000.

Now, Dad's front money
only comes to about ten.

Now, I called an outfit in Texas
and I can get ahold of one in time

if I can run this bundle of
Benjies into 50 grand in a hurry.

Well, if you can get yourself into
a good high-stakes card game,

I'll put up the front money.

$10,000 in cash. I've
got it at my apartment.

I've seen you play,
Jim. You're good.

And you're lucky.

Chrissie, the kind of game
that you're talking about

has nothing to do with luck.

I mean, I've seen games where
half the players sit around all night

waiting for one good
hand, then when it hits,

the stakes go through the roof.

And if I have to
gamble this whole roll

on a long shot at the track,

that's exactly what I'll do.

I just thought the odds
were better this way.

I know how you feel, but...

If it was Rocky in there, now,

you'd bet your whole
wad to save him.

I'll tell you what.

I'll check around, see
who's holding the deck.

But it depends on the
game. I'll let you know.

Oh, this is Jim Rockford. Let
me speak to Sharkey, please.

Hey, Jimmy, how's the boy?

Oh, I'm fine, Sharkey.

Hey, look, I'm looking
for a poker game.

High stakes, no card benders.

Okay, Jimmy, there's
a game tonight.

Location's never posted, but I could
probably fling you in if they're not full.

Okay, get me in.

One other thing, Jim.

These are some pretty
big people, you know.

Blast Gillette's one of the
regulars, some movie people.

I'll try and make
a nice impression.

Listen, you meet at the lobby of
the Beverly Sherwin, 7:30 tonight.

There'll be somebody
there to pick you up.

Oh, and Jim, have
a nice time, huh?

I think maybe we put him in
this flick, see if anything happens,

and then we got him sewed up.

Give me two.

Three.

Hey, hey, either get them fixed
or put them in a glass, okay?

Three.

You're up, Mo.

Five hundred.

Fold. Goodbye.

Pull it and you're whacked.

Everybody up,
over against the wall.

All of you over there,
against the wall!

Don't move, buster.

Joey, check under the table.

Hey, let's get out of here.

You wait 10 minutes.
I'll be at the elevator.

First guy out of that door
before 10 minutes is dead.

Get going, get after him.

But he just said...

I know what he said,
they say that all the time.

It's a bluff. Get going!

Everybody else here
is a regular player.

Nobody knows where
this game is. Nobody.

And I think

that you are the bird
dog for those guys.

You led them to the game.

Mr. Gillette, if you just stop
and think about it for a minute,

you'll realize I couldn't
possibly do that.

You're gonna give me the names
of everybody on the ski team.

I don't get them within
the next 20 seconds,

I'm gonna cancel your
ticket right where you stand.

You're on the clock, bozo.

Dr. Gilson, please report
to treatment room five.

Dr. Gilson...

"After all, you should
have seen this one coming.

"Love, Eddie."

Well, if it isn't
Jim the pathfinder.

Put the gun away, Sharkey.

Oh, put the gun...

You jammed me up,
man, you know that?

I got Blast screaming
at me like a $10 trick.

He says me I gotta
make it good. Me.

All I did was tell my good buddy
Rockford where the action was.

Now I'm responsible. We
both got suckered, Sharkey.

Do you think I'm dumb enough
to try to knock over a game

full of cretins like that?

Sure, because you get
periodic cases of dumb!

Here.

Who's Eddie? Eddie Marks.

Oh, come on, Jim.
That's not his style.

He's a gabbler, man.
This is a muscle job.

So he's changing his style.

You know what
Blast tells me, Jim?

He says I gotta make that
money good or I'm dead.

Look, I had breakfast
with Christina this morning.

Now, she staked me to that game.

After breakfast, we went
over to her apartment,

she gave me the 10 grand.

So?

So, I noticed she was
driving a rented car,

and on the seat was
a map of Wilmington.

So I'll go down there, I'll
check all the rental agencies,

see if I can trace it.

If I can, I'll set up a game.

I'll get it back.

Just tell Blast to give
me a couple of days, huh?

Couple of days?

I got a couple of days,
Jim. You got nothing.

He's gonna send you a
message in a lead envelope,

and you're dead.

Captain, I'd like you to meet
Miss Dominic and Victor Sherman.

I can't understand you, Ade.

I swear, I really, really can't.

You got the wrong order.

I always take starch
in my collars and cuffs,

but never in anything else.

Look, Judge, I'm really
getting sick and tired

of all the time
getting yammered at.

I'm not yammering. I'm
merely trying to explain to you

that a little care, just a moment of
thought, works wonders. That's all.

You open the box and
you look at the shirts

and then you say to
this launderer fellow,

"Oh, excuse me, sir, my
brother likes his shirts with starch

"only on the collars and cuffs."

Now, if I seem to be annoyed,

it's only because it's
so incredibly simple.

Hey, halibut, where's Rockford?

I wanna get out of this
sewer and into some place

where the cockroaches aren't
carrying away the furniture.

It's like last week when
you went to pick up my suit.

You never asked the tailor,

"Did Judge come
in for his last fitting?"

Instead you
assumed that I had...

Yeah?

Hey, Jimmy. Yeah,
yeah, we're ready.

Slip 16, west-end pier.

Okay, we're on our way.

The game is on.

Hey, Jimmy, you remember
these guys, don't you?

The Lyman Brothers,
Judge, Adrian.

You know Kenny Hollywood.

Yeah, hi.

Angel, could I talk
to you for a minute?

Why don't you gentlemen just find
a place to sit down, huh? Any place.

Hi, Kenny.

How much does a dockside
charter on something like this cost?

I asked you for good operators.

I told you I wanted
little Annie or the Greek.

I mean, with guys like that,

I think I can make my idea work.

But, I mean, you show up with Kenny
Hollywood and the Lyman Brothers?

Kenny Hollywood couldn't
work a shell game on a blind man

and the Lyman Brothers,

they never stop
bickering at each other.

That's right, just lay
it off on old Angel.

What do you think, I like
hanging around Kenny's apartment

while he takes one more shower,

dropping Tidy Wipes
all over the place?

Plus he calls me a halibut,
whatever that means.

Well, why didn't you get
little Annie or the Greek?

They said they wouldn't do it.

They said the last time
they were in a con with you,

it blew sky-high.

Besides, you said
that these operators,

they couldn't know Eddie Marks.

Well, that kind of
cuts the field down.

What does he mean
by calling me a halibut?

It's a fish that
swims on the bottom.

I don't like him.

All right, all right, I'll go with these
guys, but I'm gonna need one more.

Yeah, well, I got
Ray Fahasateur.

He gonna be here
tomorrow. Lazy Ray, the Rat?

Yeah, well, he ain't too bad.

Last time I heard of him,
he was barking in a carnival.

Well, he's moving up. He's
got the main tank at Aqualand.

Hey, do it yourself. Hey, Jim,
there ain't no soap in the bathroom.

Oh, really?

Wonder how that happened?

I'll see if I can't find some.

Yeah, Jim. The tub
is nice. It's clean.

I like stuff clean.
Oh, no kidding.

Is everything all
right, Miss Dominic?

See, it's 9:15 in Paris.

If he isn't at the hotel,

I suppose he
could be at Maxim's.

Who are we talking
about, Miss Dominic?

I believe Miss
Dominic has a lover.

My personal life is my own.

I don't share it with
business associates.

Oh, of course.

I thought you were in a
hurry to get back to Paris.

How long will it
take to sell this boat?

Ship. It's a ship, Miss Dominic.

Well, as soon as Mr. Sherman
approves the marine survey,

it will be ready to sell.

One thing I can promise you is
that boat is in wonderful shape.

Daddy kept them all in
good shape before he died.

It was his one
overriding concern.

You sound bitter.

Can we get on with this, please?

Here are Miss Dominic's
papers on the Golden Star.

All in order, and
notarized, as you can see.

Just come on in, grab a seat.

I've been following
them for about 12 hours.

I've talked to the dock
master, hotel waiters.

I've got a pretty good
idea what's going on.

It's a variation of the old
Brooklyn Bridge game.

Christina and Eddie,
they're trying to sell this guy,

Victor Sherman,
a huge oil tanker.

It's called the Golden Star.

Christina is playing
the spoiled heiress,

and Eddie is the crooked
company shipping executive.

Who really owns it?

The Dominic Shipping Lines.

That's about the only
part of it that's really true.

Anyway, the old Greek
died about a year ago

and his daughter
inherited one ship.

She's a little odd. She's not
particularly concerned about money.

I've never been too
concerned about money,

but three million dollars does
seem awfully cheap for this boat.

Ship. Ship.

It is cheap, Miss Dominic,

but I thought you were in
a hurry to get back to Paris.

I hate to be blunt, but
when things are sold quickly,

they rarely get their
maximum worth.

Yes, but isn't it worth
a great deal more?

Well, I suppose it is
worth a little more, yes.

But that's all Mr. Sherman
is willing to pay.

I wish I could reach
Jean-Claude at the hotel.

Why don't you try him again?

All right, maybe I'll use
the phone in the lobby.

Well, she seems to be
getting very close, Vic.

Suppose we offer her
three million right now,

and try to close the deal.

Actually, the tanker
is worth well over 30.

I don't mind telling
you, I'm nervous.

I've never invested $200,000 of
my own money in anything before.

If you hadn't, I wouldn't
be talking to you now.

One rule my father taught me,

don't go into
business with anyone

unless they have something
to lose along with you.

Let's close this deal, Vic.
I think she's ready to sell.

If you've known her so long,

why would you
arrange this deal for her?

It's not really in
her best interest.

I was very, very loyal to
Mr. Dominic for 10 years.

I helped him build the business.

Then this Oklahoma oil
man George Greenleaf

bought Dominic Shipping
and what have I got?

Absolutely nothing.

Got kicked off the
board of directors.

I'm just collecting what's mine.

An oil man named George
Greenleaf bought the Dominic Lines.

Now, for my idea to work,

I'm afraid I'm going to have to be
taking his place for a day or two.

Where is this fellow Greenleaf?

I don't know. Last time I
heard, he was in Toronto.

Isn't that somewhat risky, Jim?

What happens if
Greenleaf reappears?

If he does, we're sunk.

We just got to hope
that doesn't happen.

But we got to get
the game moving.

First thing we're
gonna have to do

is repaint the name on this tub,

and then we make a phone
call and turn the mark around.

I don't want to paint.

It's hard to get it out
from under your nails.

You just can't help from
being a sport, can you, Kenny?

I'll do paper work. I don't
want to mess with paint.

That's it. Shall we get moving?

Mr. Sherman? Yeah.

You have a phone call,
you'll have to take it outside.

Excuse me. Right.

Where's he going?

He got a call.

We better get this deal closed before
he finds out you really don't own that tub.

I think I got him ready
to take the plunge.

I'll suggest we close
the deal, you agree,

then we'll wrap it up and be
out of town by noon tomorrow.

I sure hope so.

The sound of his eyeballs clicking
is beginning to get on my nerves.

That little old rule that his
father taught him almost sunk us.

Last week when he told me I
had to come up with $200,000

I almost died.

Well, guess I shouldn't have
mentioned that. No, I didn't say anything.

I'm sorry we set up Jim, but
we needed the money bad.

Did we? I had to come
up with the 200 grand.

Here I was, coming
on like a big shot.

If I hadn't come up with the
money, he'd have gone sour.

As soon as we sting him, we'll
get the money back out of escrow.

I just don't like
what we did to Jim.

We never hurt anybody
like that before, Dad.

Honey, this is the big one.

This is a fast game. We
haven't got time to look back.

I understand you're about to purchase
the Golden Star from Christina Dominic.

I'm sorry, I don't discuss
business over the phone.

You say you represent whom?

I am Mr. George Greenleaf's
executive assistant.

Now, Mr. Greenleaf,
as I'm sure you're aware,

is chairman of the board
of Dominic Shipping Lines,

which I'm also sure you're aware

is now a wholly-owned subsidiary
of Greenleaf International.

Go on.

Mr. Greenleaf would like to
meet with you as soon as possible.

This afternoon, if
it can be arranged.

For what purpose?

For the purpose of
making you an offer.

I can assure you you
won't regret the meeting.

Where is he?

He arrived this morning on
his private yacht, the Greenleaf.

She's a 120-footer moored
at slip 16, west-end pier.

I'll think about it. ANGEL:
Fine. Oh, one more thing, sir.

If you wish to participate

in what I'm sure will
be a large profit for you,

I would advise against letting
Miss Dominic or her friend

know of the meeting.

Mr. Greenleaf likes to nap
every afternoon around 4:00,

so you might try and
make it before then.

Have a good day.

Did he go for it? I think.

Well, all right, you
know your part.

The whole thing
hinges on you, Angel.

You're telling the tale.
Yeah, I got my part.

Is the dual registry
thing for real?

Oh, yeah, yeah. It's a
loophole in the maritime laws.

I mean, several ship
owners have tried it.

Well, what if this Greenleaf
is really registering his ships

under the Liberian registry?

I mean, what if he is trying
to pull the thing for real,

you ever think of that?

Well, what do we care,
what he's doing for real?

I mean, the important thing is that
Eddie's pigeon thinks that I'm doing it.

Hey, Angel, just
cool it, will you?

I've gone through
this whole thing.

It's gonna work smooth as silk.

Unless Blast finds you first.

I'm looking for
George Greenleaf.

He's on the phone to Zurich.

But come aboard.

Did you check with this here
Ravenoul fellow in Prague?

Oh, Mr. Greenleaf,

Count Ravenoul isn't in Prague.

But we've heard that
the stock transfers

went through the London
exchange on Tuesday.

You eavesdrop like that often?

No, sir, I was forward. I had no idea
the phone speaker was on in here.

Damn! Damn!

Texas Hydrofoil
is falling out of bed!

You must be Sherman.
That's right. Mr. Greenleaf?

That's right. I go by
the name of Buck.

Vic, isn't it?

I'm sorry, I have a little
trouble with my blood pressure.

The old diastolic valve
been kicking up lately.

Would you like
something to drink?

I got some real
nice apricot brandy

that I got over in Spain.
It's very nice, very mild.

Or some wine. I got some
good Chateau Montrachet.

Nothing, thank
you, but go ahead.

Tomato juice, no salt.
Sit down, sit down.

I don't see any point in
beating around the bush here.

See, when I bought this
Dominic Shipping Line

it was right after
the old Greek died.

Yeah. I read about that in the
financial page, Mr. Greenleaf.

Come on, now, make it Buck.

Okay, Buck.

Anyhow, some of
my people tell me

that you're fixing to make a
deal with little Chrissie Dominic

to buy the Golden Star.

See, when I bought this company,

that's the one ship
that I didn't get outright,

but I still figure
it's part of my fleet.

So I say to myself, well,
why is this Sherman fellow,

why is he trying to
rustle one of my tankers?

Hardly rustle it, Buck.

Well, it amounts to
the same thing, son.

See, they tell me
that you're gonna offer

this poor confused girl three
million dollars for this thing

when you know it's worth 30.

So, I figured, why don't we
just sit down and talk about that.

Excuse me.

Yeah, yeah.

Tell Michael in New York

to dump that 1600-share
block that we were discussing

and tell him to,

go against the box
on Texas Hydrofoil.

It just came in over the ticker.

Vic, I'll tell you
what I'm proposing.

There's no point in you
and me fighting over this calf,

so I figure we could
divide it up beforehand.

See, I'm willing to
give you $200,000

and in return for that,

you just forget about the
deal that you're making

with little Chrissie
for the Golden Star

and leave that
ship in my corral.

Hey.

When you came on board,
did you see my steward

poking around in
here or anything?

As a matter of fact, he seemed to be
listening in on your phone conversation.

The speaker phone was on.

That dirty little spying
snake-in-the grass.

Your tomato juice, sir.

Get your tailgate off my boat.

You just tell Michael to give you
what you got coming for the week.

I'm sorry, what? I'm firing you.

I've been wondering
why I've been losing

all those big oil lease deals.

Tommy Sheritan's been
undercutting me on my closed bids

by a buck and a half every time.

How much is he paying you, boy?

To begin with, I'm not your boy.

That's for sure! Now, you got
20 minutes to get off of this thing,

or I'm gonna get my shotgun,

I'm gonna jack
one in the chamber

and I'm gonna fill your butt
full of buckshot. Now get!

Oh, for something
I can't take, that's it,

that squinty-eyed little devil.

You were saying
something about $200,000

to walk away from the Star?

Well, I... I'm sorry about that.

I mean, that really bugs me.

Look, I don't want
Christina to sell that ship.

If she is gonna sell it, she ain't
gonna sell it to nobody but me.

I'm willing to pay three and
a half, four million dollars,

whatever it takes to get it.

In short, I'm willing to
best any offer you make.

So I figured, why should we
chase each other up the money tree?

I'll just make a deal
with you. You take a hike.

I'm not sure that makes
good sense for me.

All right, all right, so, you're
not getting the prime cut.

But you ain't doing bad.

Two hundred thousand for just
keeping your hands in your pocket.

I'll think about it.

Let me call you in the
morning. Well, fine, fine.

I'm willing to wait till 10:00,

then I'm gonna call little
Chrissie and make my offer.

She's in some kind of
hurry to get back to Paris.

So she'll take what I offer.

You'll end up in the wind.

Hold on a minute.

Vic, I got this thing
about loose talk.

If you were to run out into
the brush for about nine miles

and whisper this to a gopher,

I'd make it a personal point to
bust the wheels off your wagon.

I'll try and
remember that, Buck.

You do that. Sure
nice talking to you.

Kenny, hang up.

Excuse me.

You gave me a start, sir.

He doesn't seem
like a very nice man.

That's only the half of it.

Listen, maybe we
could help each other.

That's highly unlikely, sir.

I was wondering if you might have
some reason why Mr. Greenleaf

is willing to pay me a quarter of a
million dollars not to buy the Golden Star.

Didn't he give you his reasons?

His reason doesn't
make much sense. Well?

I don't like Buck.

But I don't disclose an
overheard confidence.

Sure you do.

A hundred hardly seems worth it.

How much?

Five.

Old Buck isn't what you'd
call a very ethical businessman.

What's he up to?

Well, perhaps you've
noticed that the Golden Star

is registered under
the Liberian flag. So?

Well, old Buck discovered
that the Liberian government

has some rather
strange maritime laws.

Get to it, will you?

Perhaps I could
hold the money...

Let's hear it.

It seems that one
can have two ships

sailing under one registry.
It's called dual registry.

Why?

Mr. Greenleaf has four super
tankers under dual registry.

Well, that's like having eight ships
on the books as if they were four.

It's like having a
ghost fleet of four ships.

You mean there's another ship
called the Golden Star somewhere?

That's right.

He just keeps
moving them around.

He never allows them

in the same port at the
same time, naturally.

He only pays taxes or reports
income on the one registry.

All the profits from the second
registry go right into his pocket.

He can't afford to have
the Golden Star sold,

it breaks up the
set. That's right.

He'd have to decommission
the other freighter.

That's right.

Frankie.

The world is full of takers.

I'm a taker,
Greenleaf's a taker.

You're a victim, a bug.

Roger. Roger. Roger.

Our cab arrived?

Are you Edward J. Marks?

Frank Rhinehart. Special
Service Division, I.R.S.

Yes, what is it?

Would it be convenient for
you to come with me, sir?

Inspector DeMartonis would like to
speak with you at the Federal building.

About what?

I'd really rather have
the inspector tell you, sir.

X-ray 16 to dispatch.

Roger.

Tell Inspector DeMartonis

I'm heading in with the suspect.

Roger. Suspect?

Suspect, witness, who knows?

Would you put on
your seatbelt, please?

Agent Demoray.

Agent Morris Demoray,

please report to the
regional director's office.

Agent Demoray,
Agent Morris Demoray,

please report to the
regional director's office.

Agent Phillips,
Agent William Phillips,

please pick up line four.

Agent Phillips,
Agent William Phillips,

please pick up line four.

Where you been, Rhinehart?
Been waiting for you, I'm late.

I'm sorry, Inspector. Inspector
DeMartonis, this is Eddie Marks.

Mr. Marks, where's this
man's visitor's badge?

I'm sorry, sir. I
forgot. Never mind.

Okay, Mr. Marks. I'm on my way to a
stakeout and I want you to come along.

I want you to see something,
then I'm gonna tell you something.

We can take my car.

Do you want to be code
four at the location, sir?

Right.

X-ray 16 en route to
4800 Seascape Boulevard

going code four with
Inspector DeMartonis.

Roger.

Sorry I'm late. I had an early
doctor's appointment this morning.

How's the old blood pressure?

Oh, I don't think that's
any of your business.

Your business is my business.

Hate to see you seize up and choke
on your tongue before I get my money.

Now, Mr. Sherman. I know
about the dual registry, Bucky-boy.

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

Now, why don't you sit down

and give the old diastolic
valve a chance to relax a little.

How's it going?
Well, it's kind of weird.

Yeah? How come?

We got everything on tape
okay, but for some reason they're...

Well, listen.

Why don't you just get on with
whatever it is on your mind, Mr. Sherman?

Make it Vic.

I found out you were operating
ships under a dual registry.

Oh, I've been checking you out.

There seems to be a loophole
in the Liberian maritime law.

You got two ships for
every one you got registered.

Talk about a crazy game.

You got yourself a ghost fleet

and I got you cold.

I got witnesses and evidence.

What I'm gonna
do, now, Bucky-boy,

is bust the wheels off
your wagon unless you pay.

How much? Ten million dollars.

That ain't no business
deal. That's a holdup.

Call it whatever
you like, Bucky.

And since I got myself
some tax problems,

you're gonna give that dough
to me in cash under the table.

I don't like paying my taxes.

He sure doesn't.

Plug that thing
back in, will you?

Who's that Southern gentleman?

George Greenleaf, shipping
magnate. Go on, take a look.

Dual registry? What is that?

We're not interested
in Greenleaf.

We're only interested
in Victor Sherman.

Been running a tax audit on
him for the last three years.

We understand you have some
money in escrow with Mr. Sherman.

You're planning to buy the
Golden Star. That's right.

Well, Mr. Marks, we would
like you to take us to that money

and allow us to spend 10
minutes to mark those bills.

His and yours.

I don't think the bank
would allow you to do that.

They will if you give
them your permission.

After all, you are
helping our government.

What is this about
dual registrations?

I never heard of that.

No, no, we're strictly
I.R.S. Special Services.

We're only concerned about
Mr. Sherman's hidden tax money.

Anyway, after the
bills are marked,

you put them back in escrow.

You break escrow,
the deal is off.

Sherman puts that marked
money in his safe and we follow it.

I'm afraid I don't
quite understand that.

Well, listen.

You see, Mr. Marks,

the one thing that absolutely
leaves a trail is money.

There is no way to
hide it once it's marked.

We simply follow it into
whatever illegal tax shelters

Mr. Sherman puts it into.

Evidence, Mr. Marks, evidence.

Of course, you're gonna help us.

You know, I once heard of a guy,

named Kenny something,

who was like kind
of a cleanliness nut.

Agent Rhinehart has a skin rash.

He picked it up in
Southeast Asia last year.

Hasn't cleared up
yet, huh, Frank?

Doc says if it doesn't
go away by Wednesday,

they're gonna
have to try steroids.

Well, you're gonna
help us, Mr. Marks?

I guess.

You men maintain surveillance.

I'm going to fill Mr. Marks in.

I want to mark that
money as soon as possible.

Vic Sherman must have found out
the truth about this dual registry thing.

If there's one thing I've learned
about old Vic in this last month,

he's thorough.

He's a tough man to fool.

Jim seems to have fooled him.

I should've figured Jim
would come back at me.

He's trying to turn
my mark around.

Dad, let's pack it in.

I mean, this just
isn't any fun anymore.

Honey.

This is the chance
of a lifetime.

Look, suppose this guy
Rockford's impersonating,

this Greenleaf,

suppose he's really running
his ships under dual registry

like Sherman says.

We ought to be able to
take him down for millions.

All right, but it's changed,
Dad. I mean, you've changed.

Listen, Christina,

stick with me on this
one. I got a hunch about it.

All right, what about the Feds?

They're only interested
in Vic Sherman.

There's no way I'm gonna
cooperate with those bozos.

But you told them
that you would.

If I can put this together,

we'll be gone before they
know what the hell is happening.

Where are you going?

I'm gonna check out
this dual registry thing

with the one person
who would know if it's true.

The captain of the Golden Star.

I apologize, Mr. Greenleaf.

I didn't think doing what
Mr. Marks asked was a problem.

Do you have any idea the
damage you could have caused?

I'm very sorry, sir... Who was
this man, what was his name?

Mr. Edward Marks.

And he gave you $2,000

to pretend you
were selling the Star?

Mr. Greenleaf, I didn't
think it could hurt anything.

You didn't think it
could hurt anything!

The dock master
thinks the Star is selling.

I had two calls in Toronto.

I had the company
jet fly me in here.

Now, don't you see it's
important that these vessels

maintain very low profiles?

Now we have a dock master and some
ship brokers interested in this vessel.

They remember where it was.

It locks the port to us.

I'm sorry, sir, but I
figured that... Don't figure.

Just be in my office
tomorrow morning,

10:00, the Sunset Building.

I've got to get the Star
out of port right now.

Yes, sir.

I'm afraid I have no idea
what you're talking about.

I know about the dual registry.

I don't know where you get
your information, Mr. Marks.

But that's absurd. Is it?

Well, suppose I go to the proper
authorities with what I know,

possibly involving your captain.

Would it be too much trouble to ask
you to lower your voice, Mr. Marks?

I'd just as soon keep this
discussion as private as possible.

Of course, I've
admitted nothing.

I'm discussing this just
for the fun of discussion.

Come on, George.

You're up to your collar stays in
embezzlement, fraud, tax evasion.

To begin with, once the authorities
believe you're running this game,

they'll find the evidence.

Amateurs really bore me.

Really?

Okay.

Let's say there are certain
realities to your charge.

I can beat it in the courts.

There happens to be an
obscure Liberian registration law,

gives me the right to register
more than one vessel under one flag.

However, for tax reasons,

and for a variety of
corporate reasons,

I'd just as soon not expose
that loophole to the courts.

Sure.

You're a very smug man.

I have the urge to
grind up smug people.

Well, give me five million
dollars, cash, and I'll get lost.

Oh, no, no, no.

You'd turn me in anyway.

I'll tell you what I will do.

I'll sell you as much Greenleaf
International stock as you can buy

and I'll sell it to
you at book value.

A dollar a share.

Now, if you look it
up on the exchange,

you'll see it's currently
trading at over 50.

Why?

Well, if you have stock,

I'm certain that you'll be very careful
not to tell the authorities anything.

You see, if they found out about
my "ghost fleet," as you call it,

they'd freeze the trading
on Greenleaf International

and your investment
would be worthless.

Of course, there will be a provision
prohibiting you from selling the stock.

As much as I want, huh?

Within reason.

$200,000. Two...

You're talking
about $10 million.

I believe, yes.

Oh, that's out of the question.

I thought maybe you'd
purchase $10,000 worth.

Maybe come away
with half a million.

That's the deal.

Take it or I go to
the proper agencies.

I don't know where I
could even lay hands

on that much stock
on short notice.

I'd have to cable... I
don't care how you do it.

Just meet me in the board room
of the City Federal Savings Bank

at 12:00 noon.

You be there with
the certificates.

- Yeah, who is it?
- Mr. Gillette?

What is it, buddy?
I ain't got all day.

I understand you're
looking for Jim Rockford.

I don't know any Jim Rockford.

I can give you a line on him.

Really?

Yeah, he's on a 100-foot
boat in Wilmington

called the Greenleaf.

Slip 16.

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

Get a hold of Aron.

Tell him Rockford may be on
some tub called the Greenleaf.

Slip 16, Wilmington.

Tell him to be careful,
it might be a setup.

Angel, Angel!

Angel! Hey, Angel!

Well, ain't this
a nifty little treat.

Blast is gonna be pleased.

Where's Angel?

He's been copping out like
a hooker at a prayer meeting.

Me and Aron got tired of listening
to him, so we put him in the trunk.

All right, look, you
guys gotta let me go.

Look, tell Blast I'll have
his money in a few hours.

You're gonna have nothing.

We been out checking your con

and the whole thing
just went south on you.

All you got left
is an appointment

with the bottom of the river.

There he is.

Is that you, Jimmy? Come on,
man, open this thing up, Jimmy.

Angel, I'll come
back and get you.

Jimmy! Jimmy!

Jimmy! Jimmy! You can't
do this. Come back here.

Who's that? Is that you, Jimmy?

Hey, Jimmy, you ain't
leaving me here, are you?

Forget it. He's gone.

Is that you, Jimmy?

Let's whack this
bozo. Blast says no.

Not until we've got Rockford.

Good afternoon, Mr. Greenleaf.

Come in.

Well, do you have
the stock certificates?

And here's a letter
for you to sign,

prohibiting you from selling
the stock without my permission.

Of course. Fine.

You seem to be in quite a rush,
Mr. Marks. Why don't you slow down?

Why don't you slow down?
I've got a lot of things to do.

Where is the money?

It's in escrow in this bank.

I'm having it sent
up. Should be here.

Ah.

Thank you.

It's a pleasure doing business
with you, Mr. Greenleaf.

You're a very greedy man.

And a very rich one.

I gotta tell you.
I gotta tell you.

You guys were terrific.

I felt I gave my readings a
particularly nice flat intonation.

It sure beats holding up
hula hoops for baby seals.

I think you were overdoing it.

I don't believe I've met any
of these gentlemen before.

I'm sorry.

Ray Fahasateur, I'd like you
to meet the Lyman Brothers

and Kenny Hollywood. Oh,
now, wait a minute, wait a minute.

Ray The Rat?

A moniker I deeply regret.

I don't blame
you. Rats are filthy.

I hate rats.

More germs on a rat than
almost anything that breathes.

Listen, Jim, I haven't said
this to anybody for a long time,

but I feel compelled
to tell you right now.

That was a sweet con.

You set it up in six seconds,

you shot Eddie out of the trees

and he never saw it coming.

That sea captain made
out better than anybody.

He got two grand from Eddie
and $1500 from you, Jimmy.

Yeah, well, it was a
necessary expense.

I gotta hand it to you. You
did it smooth, very nice.

Ade, Ade.

Well, you were
terrific, too, Judge.

Hey, well, thanks, fellas.

I gotta tell you, you
were all first-stringers.

But let's get out of here.

Hi.

Chris? Why aren't
you with Eddie?

Well, it was a very
nice touch, Jim,

but I figured Dad
should be alone

when he finds out he's been had.

He never saw it
coming. And you did?

Well, I had a hunch
about it yesterday.

And you kept quiet?

Well, I figured it was time
for Dad to get slowed down.

Now, try not to hate him, Jim.

Try not to hate us both.

I don't hate you.

I'm disappointed.

Well, maybe I can change that.

Why don't we start
with dinner? All right.

Do you like halibut?
Oh, yeah, I love it.

Fine. Fine.

We'll stop by Blast
Gillette's on the way

and pick one up.

Rockford.