All language subtitles for Tuckers Witch s01e01 The Good Witch of Laurel Canyon.eng

(Multicom Jingle)

(mysterious music)

(distant sirens wailing)

(elevator screeching)

(ominous music)

(screaming)

(quirky music)

(goat bleating)

(alarm clock blaring)

- Thanks.

- Don't mention it.

- Boy, you're up early.

What are you doing?

- My dream diary.

- Oh.

What is it this time?

- Not nice, those elevator murders.

- Oh, my stomach.

(rooster crowing)

Elevator murders?

- You know, those three girls

who were strangled in elevators?

- [Rick] Oh, I wish Tina
wouldn't make such great lasagna.

- You didn't have to ask for thirds.

- [Rick] I didn't wanna be rude.

Oh, where is the medicine?

Why can't I ever find
anything in this house?

Boy, I need something,
I need some antacid,

a bicarbonate or Novocaine or something.

- Try some of Mother's
peppermint tea, that should work.

- I've got a better idea.

Come here.

- Rick, I'm busy.

(moaning)
- Oh, the pain's going away.

- So's my dream.

- This is definitely working.

(mewling)
(sneezing)

- Bless you.

- Oh.

Dickens, come on, scram, beat it, pal.

You know the rules.
(purring)

- Rick, wait.

I think he's got a message for me.

- Well, it'll keep.
- No, no, no.

(mysterious music)
(door slamming)

- Amanda, that's not fair!

- [Amanda] I'm sorry but
it might be important.

- Oh, he sure has terrific ti...

(sneezing)

- Bless you.
- Timing.

Why can't witches get their
messages from fish or canaries?

Why does it always have to be a cat?

- Okay fella, this better be important.

(purring)

Rick!

There's been a fourth!

- Fourth what?

- Elevator murder!

And we're going to get involved.

- Oh, no, honey, the only thing

we're gonna get involved in is a vacation,

some place where there
are no insurance frauds,

no blackmailers, no missing persons,

no strangled girls and most
important of all, no cats.

- You wanna bet?

- I got five says you're wrong.

- You're on!

(blender whirring)

- Rick, his name is Frank.

- Whose name?

- I just flashed on the name Frank.

I think it has something to do
with those elevator murders!

- Amanda, it just scares me
that you put so much faith

in this stuff, it's unreliable.

One of these days it's gonna let you down

when you're really counting on it.

- Good morning, children, good morning.

- Hi, Ellen.
- Good morning, darling.

- Good morning, Mother.
- Myra got loose again.

Honestly, that goat, this
time she's into my herbs,

polished off most of my valerian.

- Mother, are you going to be here today

to let the plumber in?
- What?

Oh, oh, no problem, I have
dozens of orders to fill.

- Nothing in here about a fourth murder.

I think Dickens should check his sources.

- [Amanda] Let me see that.

- These are pretty flowers, Ellen.

Who's Bernie?

- What, Bernie?

Oh, oh Bernie...

He's driving me to my Chinese
cooking class this morning.

He does the best shrimp szechuan.

(gasping)
Oh my goodness!

Look at the time, he'll
be here any minute,

I had no idea how late it was.

- Ellen, it isn't.
- What?

- Amanda, dear?

If you are going to
practice on the clocks,

I do wish that you would
reset them afterwards.

- Sorry, Mom.

- [Ellen] Yes.

(mysterious music)
(clock ticking)

- Move, damn it!

(mysterious music)
(thudding)

(gasping)

Shucks.
- Close, dear.

- Aw, come on, Mom, I missed.

- I rest my case.
(doorbell ringing)

- That can't be Bernie already, I,

I'll go see.

(sighing)
(phone ringing)

- That's Marcia, something's
come up at the office.

- You wanna bet?

- Five dollars.
- You're on.

(phone ringing)

Hello.

Oh, hi Marcia.

Let me put you on the box.

Go ahead, we're both here.

- [Marcia] There's a
woman here in the office

who's really anxious to talk to you.

- Did she say what it's about?

- [Marcia] Those elevator murders,

the second victim was her sister.

- Go on.

- [Marcia] The discovered
another body this morning,

it's the fourth, she thinks
she knows who the killer is.

- Tell her we'll be right there.

It's lucky for you I'm a good loser.

- Psst, Mrs. Delasandro
from across the street

and you know who...

- Here we are!

Ta-da!

(clicking)

- Yeah!

- What do you think?

- She's amazing, amazing.

- And that's just a preview.

Now don't forget, it's the
Monica Clinger School of Dance

on the corner of Olympic and La Brea,

I'll see ya at four sharp.

- What's at four sharp?

- A dance recital.

You are coming, aren't you?

Rick promised.

- Must've slipped my mind.

- [Diane] He's a violent man, Mr. Tucker.

He used to beat my sister.

- Have you told this to the police?

- Of course, but they haven't
gotten anywhere with it.

- What reason would he have

for killing the other three women?

Did he know any of them?

- No, the police said he didn't

but I think he's pulling
the wool over their eyes.

There's something he isn't telling.

Don't ask me what it is but I
feel it right here in my gut.

- We need something more
substantial, Ms. Barringer.

We can't get very far
on just your intuition.

- Mr. Tucker, I've built a
two-million-dollar cosmetics

business on my intuition.

I thought you'd understand.

Especially you, Mrs. Tucker,

aren't you supposed to
be psychic or something?

- Ms. Barringer, this
is a detective agency.

If I have any special talents,

they're not something we rely on.

We deal in hard, cold facts here.

- Well I don't have any hard, cold facts.

That's why I came to you.

- So we can help you pin
it on your brother in law?

What if we find out he's innocent?

- I loved my sister a
great deal, Mr. Tucker,

I want that murderer caught whoever he is,

before anyone else dies needlessly.

- Okay.

Ms. Barringer, we'd like to
talk to your brother in law.

How do we find him?

- Well he's working at the
new Fleischmann Building

in Century City.

- [Rick] What's his name?

- Kopcheck,

Frank Kopcheck.

- Did you say Frank?

- Well it's really Francis
but everyone calls him Frank.

- I do not owe you five dollars,
we didn't bet on his name.

(mysterious music)

- Kopcheck.

- [Frank] What is this, huh?

Open season on Frank Kopcheck?

First the cops, now you?

Why doesn't the pushy broad
just keep her mouth shut?

- [Rick] She thinks you killed her sister.

- Yeah, of course she does,

she hates me.

Says I was never good enough.

- She also says you used to beat her.

- Hey look, buddy, I don't know who

you think you are, you don't come up here

where I work--
- Mr. Kopcheck!

Hey look, we're not trying to nail you,

we're just trying to find
out who murdered your wife.

Now we need your help.

(sighing)

- Once,

I just hit her once.

I didn't used to beat her.

- When was that?

- When I found out she was cheatin' on me.

It was a couple of days
before she got killed and she

didn't even bother to deny
it when I called her on it.

So I belted her.

Doesn't make me a murderer.

Look...

No matter what my sister
in law says about me,

I loved my wife.

- Mr. Kopcheck, are you by any chance

carrying something that
belonged to your wife?

- No.
- Are you sure?

- Yeah, I'm sure.
- Could you check your pocket?

- Amanda.

- Yeah, a buck 50 in
change and our car keys.

- Could I see that, please?

- What's with your wife?

- She's a witch.

- What is this?

- I don't know, my wife got it somewhere,

I don't know where.

- What about this guy she
was seeing? What's his name?

- Like to find that out myself.

- I don't think that guy's on the level,

you know it wouldn't surprise me at all

if the company he works
for has put up at least

one of the other buildings
where the bodies were found.

Now if that's the case, I will bet you--

- Ah ah ah, you can
scratch Frank Kopcheck.

(chuckling)

- You always were a sucker for sentiment.

- No, no, no, I'm getting an image.

I'm getting an image of a short,

bald man

with beady black eyes!

He's the one we're lookin' for!

- Nah, Kopcheck's clean as a whistle.

We checked him out, got an air-tight alibi

for every one of the murders.

Okay, move it out.

- Any link between the murders?

- The M.O., always strangulation,

always in an elevator,

always in a new high rise.

- What about the girls, did
they have anything in common?

- Two blondes, one brunette now a redhead.

Two short, one tall, one average,

three in her 20s, one in her 40s.

One thing in common, all married.

- Ah.

You don't have much to go
on, do you Lieutenant Fisk?

- No, but I feel a whole lot better

knowing you two are on board.

- Thank you.

- Tell me, any of your famous insights?

- No, no, not yet, but I'm working on it.

- Well, that's good, but do me a favor,

if you decide the murder
weapon's at the bottom

of the La Brea Tar Pits like last time,

just keep it to yourself.

I'm still trying to live that one down.

- I have a feeling that I'm
gonna make up for that one

on this one, Lieutenant.

- Forget it, forget it.

We've gone over every piece of evidence

with a fine-toothed comb.

Blood tests, hair tests, fiber tests,

logistic analysis,

put it all into a computer
and what do we come out with?

Zilch.

We're dealing with random killings here.

The girls are just in the
wrong place at the wrong time.

So why don't you just leave it to us

and tell your client her
brother in law is clean

and go look for somebody's
lost cocker spaniel.

(laughing)

- You're probably right, Lieutenant,

but in the meantime do
you mind if I have a look

at that charm bracelet before we go?

- Oh, yeah.

We found it under the body,

must've fallen off during the struggle.

We've checked it for prints.

- Good.

- Say,

how did you know about this bracelet?

- Huh?

You mentioned it to one of
your men when we arrived.

- I did?
- Mm-hmm.

- Good.
- Oh.

- Pretty, huh?
- Uh-huh.

(audience applauding)

(upbeat music)

- Okay, now you're the murderer,

how are you sure you're
not gonna run into someone

getting out of the elevator?

- Ah, that's why I pick new buildings,

they're deserted, no tenants.

- Oh, very clever!

- First, I lure the
girls into the elevators

then I push the stop
button between floors.

- Why?
(audience applauding)

- Do you know how long it
takes to strangle somebody?

(audience applauding)

- I think you people are sick!

- I forgot about Ernie
again, oh that poor plumber.

I just have had so much on my mind lately.

- He'll get over it.

How's business?

- 10 more orders for Slumberland Tea,

I knew it would be a big seller.

- Are you sure they're
drinking it and not smoking it?

- What?

(giggling)
Well, whatever.

Pays the rent.

- Thanks.

- Any patterns emerging?

- Well, you tell me.

These flags represent the murder sites.

And these pins are all the new high rises

near completion in the city.

What do you think?

- [Amanda] Looks random to me.

- Great.

Thanks a lot.

(knocking)

- [Marcia] Morning.

- Oh, hi Marcia.
- Hi.

- What's all this?

- It's copies of all the
coverage on the murders,

right back from day one.

Rick asked for them.

Oh by the way, Rick, you
were right about the charms.

- You talked to the
Secretary of State's office?

- Yep, they referred me to
the Department of Trademarks,

I had to go down there in
person to get the dope.

According to them, the
symbol is registered

to a video dating service.

- You didn't tell me about any of this.

- Honey, I don't tell you everything.

Besides, I was just
following up your hunch.

- Hunch?

- That the charms are the link.

- Video dating service huh?

- Yeah.

You know, one of those
high-tech Lonely Hearts Clubs.

This one's an outfit called Data Match.

- [Rick] Okay, I'll go in and join and see

what I can find out, you go
check out those relatives.

- No, wait a minute, why
don't I go in and join

and you check out the relatives?

After all, the victims were women.

- Now wait, hold on
here, now if the killer's

one of the members, this
could be very dangerous.

- Well yeah, but it could
also be a lot of fun.

Let's flip for it.
- Okay.

Call it.

- Tails.

- You sure?
- Nope.

- Never flip with the kid.

(mysterious music)

Cute.

You stay here and keep
practicing that while I go join.

- Wait a minute, wait a
minute, I'll be a sport.

We'll both join but you can go first.

- We're always open for
new members, Mr. Tucker,

the more the merrier!
(chuckling)

Let me call Danny, our manager.

(mysterious music)

There's a Mr. Tucker
here who'd like to join.

Okay.

He'll be right out.

(mysterious music)

- Hi.

I'm Danny Kirkwood, welcome to Data Match.

First you take a look at our profiles here

and if you find a girl
that interests you...

- Hey, huh?
- Then you,

then you come on over
here to our tape library

and you locate her tape
according to her code number.

Then you come on over here to one of our

private viewing booths, you slip this in

and you take a look at the tape.

- Danny, what about watching it at home?

- Sorry, no tapes or profiles
allowed off the premises,

house rules.
- Got ya, I'm cool.

So what if I find someone I like?

- Well then we let her
know you're interested,

she comes down here and
takes a look at your tape

and if the lady likes what
she sees, you're in business.

(chuckling)

- What do you got in here,
your own private collection?

- No, this is the file room,

you can put your membership
on hold for up to six months

if you go away on business
or find a young lady

you wanna concentrate on for a while.

- Oh, that sounds fair.

Terminated, what's that?

Dead or married?
(chuckling)

- No, that's past members and drop outs,

you'd be surprised how many people rejoin.

We let the married ones keep their tapes.

- Hi, I'm Lori, I'm going
to be taping your interview.

- Hi Lori.
- Right this way.

- Lori is our Assistant Manager,

you'll be in very good hands, believe me.

- I can see that.
(chuckling)

- Okay, right this way.

You can have a seat right here.

- Ooh, camera.

- Rick, I'm not gonna be
here when you're through

so I'm gonna give this to you right now.

- What's this?

- This shows you're a
member in good standing

at Data Match.

It's your golden key to
a whole new way of life.

- [Lori] Okay, now look at the camera.

(clearing throat)

- Hi, I'm Rick.

Let's party!

- [Amanda] So what name did
you use when you joined?

- My own.

(chuckling)

I'm an insurance adjuster.

- Oh.

Okay, I'll use my maiden name then.

And I'll give the office address.

- Uh-uh, I used the office.

- Okay, then I'll give the
home address and phone.

- Better warn your mother so
she doesn't give the game away.

(chuckling)

I went through every
profile in that library

and not one of the victims was there.

Not even the two we know
for a fact were members.

- Well, that figures.

I mean, they're hardly
available for dating anymore.

They must've been pulled.

- And put in the terminated file.

- The what?

- They hang onto the
records of all past members

in this special file.

- There's your answer.

Do you wanna bet that we find
all four of them in there?

And if we do then the killer's
got to be another member.

I'll tell ya something else,

I'm gonna spot him,

soon as I go through
those profiles tomorrow.

I'd know him anywhere.

Short.

Bald.

Beady black eyes.

It's getting clearer and
clearer all the time.

Wanna know another thing that bothers me?

- [Rick] Hmm?

- That the club never
reported to the police

that two of the victims were members.

Huh.

But then think of the publicity.

Thing like that could
ruin a dating business.

(sighing)

Right.

You gotta get into the special file.

- Amanda.

Come here.

- Oh.

He's at it again.

- The peeper?

- I'll fix him.

(mysterious music)
(thudding)

(splashing)

- Can I help you?
- Yes.

I did a real dumb thing,
I left my glasses at home

and I keep making a mess
of this application,

I was wondering if
maybe you could help me.

- Sure, that's no problem.

Can I move this?
- Sure.

I think it belongs to
that gentleman over there.

- Is this yours?
- Oh yeah, thanks.

- Okay Rick, I've got
your first tape set up

if you wanna come on back.

- Oh boy!

- I'll be in my office if you need me.

- [Rick] Thanks, beautiful!

- Okay, I'm all yours.

- Hi, I'm Babs.

I have an insatiable
appetite for live people

I love rollercoaster
rides, pink champagne,

long walks on the beach,

yellow roses and sensitive men.

You know what I mean.

I'm a woman of many moods.

Impulsive, of course.

Humorous and shy sometimes.

Uninhibited, yet
discriminating in my passions.

(suspenseful music)

- Ooh, there's more to you
than meets the eye, Amanda.

(laughing)
- Well.

- Dancing, music, sports.

- Yeah.

- You know, I think you're
really gonna be in demand here.

- Oh gee, I hope so!

(phone ringing)

- [Danny] Come on.

Let me show you around.

- Around?

- Yeah, the rest of the place.

(mysterious music)

Amanda?

(mysterious music)

Amanda.
(yelling)

- Oh, I'm sorry.

I guess I'm just a little nervous.

- Yeah, boy, you gotta relax.

- Right.
(chuckling)

(clattering)

- These are our viewing booths.

Back here we have the profiles.

Oh, hey, Rick.

I'd like you to meet Amanda.

Amanda, this is Rick.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- How are you?
- Fine.

- Amanda's just joining us today

and, you know, taking a
look at her profile here,

I'd say the two of you
have a lot in common.

- You don't say?
(laughing)

- Rick's only been a member
here a couple days himself,

he's already very popular.

- Oh, really?

- Yeah, who's it gonna be?

Marilyn, Liz?

Babs.

- Babs, Babs, she kinda
made it happen for me.

You know, she's got a lot going for her.

- Yeah, she's a good choice, great gal.

Little bit independent, maybe,

but she gets her share of repeat calls.

(laughing)

- Lucky old Babs.

- Okay, we're set up for
your interview, Amanda.

- Okay.

It was nice meeting you...

- Rick.

- Rick.

- Right this way.

- Good luck.
- Thank you.

- I think you did it again, pal.

(laughing)

Listen, I'm gonna give you
a call as soon as I set up

that date with Babs, all right?

- Okay.

- Oh, I got it.

- Thanks, Danny, I'm
always leaving this behind.

See ya, pal.
- Yeah, take care.

You know, that guy's briefcase
was empty when he came here.

Not when he left.

- Uh-oh.

Another member with sticky fingers.

- Maybe I ought to check.

(suspenseful music)

- I don't see why you have to go through

with this dumb date.

"Hi, I'm Babs, I'm insatiable."

- You ran her tape.

- [Amanda] Well, curiosity
got the better of me.

- Look, I just think she might be helpful.

In the first place, she
is married but separated

and in the second place,

Danny said she gets a lot of repeat dates

and maybe one of them is our killer.

- More than likely she's
the killer herself.

She looked pretty tough to me.

- Like a short, bald man
with beady black eyes?

- Who knows, maybe she wears
a wig and contact lenses.

Come to think of it, you
might try giving her hair

a real good pull tonight.

- I love it when you get like this.

I gotta run.

- What's your rush?

- I gotta pick her up in
15 minutes, see ya later.

(mysterious music)

Amanda.

I know what you're up to

and it is not going to work this time.

This time I'm really leaving,

I'm going.

Amanda, this is no time to play games.

I'm leaving, right now.
(quirky music)

Here I go.

I...

Oh boy, I'm gonna be very late.

(quirky music)

Amanda.

I've got work to do.

- You're right, business before pleasure.

(snapping)

Well, now, that's better.

I'll see you later.

Oh honey, on second thought,
don't bother waiting up for me.

You said you liked the beach,

so I made a reservation in Malibu.

- Uh-uh.

I made the date, we go in my car.

- Let's go.

- I pick the restaurant, I
pay the tab and afterwards,

we come back to my apartment.

(chuckling)

You make the date, you
get to call the shots.

Those are my rules.

And everybody sticks to 'em.

Okay?

- Okay by me.

- Right.

I think you're gonna like this.

- I'm looking for a man.
Actually, I'm looking for

different types of men.

I'm looking for a variety of

interpersonal relationships.

- [Danny] In other words,
you're really interested in

playing the field, is that right?

- Yeah.

- I brought you a sandwich
and a glass of milk.

- Oh, thanks.
- You're welcome.

Any luck?

- No, no, nothing.

I was so sure I could pick up a sense

of who the killer is from
watching these tapes but...

- My goodness.

It's cold in here!

- Oh.
(snapping)

(fire roaring)
(shrieking)

Oh, Mama.

Oh, I gave you such a start.

Hey Mother, look, any time
any of my little stunts

begin to get on your nerves,
you just let me know.

- No, no.

No, that's all right, dear.

I'll get used to it again, it will just,

it'll just take me a little bit of time.

- I only want you to be happy here.

- Oh.

Besides, nothing you could
do is anywhere nearly

so maddening as the things
your grandmother used to do.

We never knew what was
going to happen next.

(laughing)

- She was a character, wasn't she?

But she certainly knew her craft.

I wish I had her command.

Mine is so unreliable.

- Well, maybe you just try
a little bit too hard, dear.

I remember something your
grandmother used to say,

she used to say, "If you have
the knack, don't force it,

"it will come in its own sweet time."

Of course,

in my case,

it never did.

- It's funny how it skips
a generation, isn't it?

- Mmm.

- Did you ever feel left out?

- Oh, no.

Oh, no, no, I wouldn't have
wanted all that responsibility.

Besides, having your
grandmother in the house

was quite enough.
(laughing)

And pity your poor father.

That man had the patience of Job.

Bless his soul.

- You still miss him, don't you?

- Yes.

But living here with you and Rick now,

it isn't so bad.

I hope you don't mind about Bernie.

- Bernie, no.

I couldn't be more pleased.

- You'll like him, he's a very nice man.

Well, of course, he's a widower and...

He's not your father.

But he's a very good company.

(knocking)

There's Bernie now.

We're going to a movie.

Don't forget to finish your sandwich.

- Okay, have a good time.

- [Ellen] Thanks.

(slamming)

(phone ringing)

- Hello.

Hello?

- Hi, this is Danny.

- Danny?

- [Danny] Danny Kirkwood from Data Match.

Look, I know it's kinda short notice

but I was wondering if
you were free for dinner.

- Dinner?

- Listen, to tell you the truth, I was

very impressed with your interview.

- Is that okay?

I mean, for management to date clients?

- There are no rules against it.

As a matter of fact, the last manager

married one of the clients.

- Well, I suppose.

- Pick you up in about 15 minutes.

(dial tone buzzing)

- Well, why not?

(cat mewling)
Dickens?

(cat purring)

Oh, don't be silly.

What's good for the
gander's good for the goose.

- Hey, I'll bet some of those
guys you've been out with

through Data Match have
been a little weird, huh?

(chuckling)
- A couple, yeah.

- Did any of 'em ever try
to get rough with you?

- With me?
- Yeah.

(laughing)

- I'm a black belt.

Hey, what are you doing
sitting way over there, huh?

Come on over here and give me a kiss.

Come on, come on.

- Now shouldn't you keep
your eyes on the road?

- Oh, relax sweetie, I
could drive this road

with my eyes shut.

Now, how 'bout that kiss, huh?

Come on.
(horn blaring)

- Hey, look out!
(tires squealing)

Oh, no fair, you're peeking.

- Hey, wanna hear something real funny?

The brakes are out.

- Put it in low!

- I'm trying to but it won't go!

- Come here.

(tires squealing)

(screeching)

(horn blaring)

(horn blaring)

(tires squealing)

You all right?

- Yeah.

- You sure?
- Think so.

How 'bout you?

- Yeah, I think so.

- I don't understand, I mean,
I just had these brakes fixed.

- Who knew you were going out tonight?

- Nobody I can think of, except,

well, the people down at the
Data Match office, that's all.

- Carol and Lori?

- Yeah, and Danny, of course.

He keeps tabs on all the girls.

- [Amanda] All set.

- [Danny] Good.

(cat mewling)

- So,

where are we going to dinner?

- Oh, I found a great
new place, just opened.

- Oh, really?

Where is it?
- It's not far from here.

Fabulous view, oh.

- Is it in the Hills?

- No, no, it's a new high rise, top floor.

You'll love it.

(mysterious music)

(car sputtering)

Well that's funny.

- Looks like we're outta gas.

Excuse me, do you have a ladies' room?

- It's around the back.
- Thank you.

I'll be right back.

(phone ringing)

- Rick!

Hi, this is Amanda,

we're unable to come
to the phone right now.

Oh, swell.

Everything okay?

- Yeah, seems to be.

Damnedest thing though, I mean,

the tank was nearly full, right?

- Yeah, must've been
something in the gas line.

- Isn't that strange?

- Hi fella.
(cat mewling)

Where's Amanda?

Amanda?

Amanda?

- [Amanda] Rick, it's me, I
think Danny Kirkwood is our man.

I'm with him now, supposedly on a date.

We're at a gas station
on the corner of Pico

and Beverly.

I don't know how much he knows.

But he's taking me to a restaurant

in a recently-completed high
rise somewhere near here.

He says it's got a great view of the city.

I'll bet it does.

I'm going to try to nail him.

Better bring the cavalry, gotta run now.

Hurry!

- Hey, Dickens!

(cat mewling)

Thanks, pal.

- Top floor?
- Mm-hmm.

- Hey, wait a minute!

What are you doing?

- Private detectives have
been known to carry guns,

Mrs. Tucker!

(mysterious music)

(mysterious music)

(thudding)

(suspenseful music)

(running footsteps)

(doors clanging)

(ominous music)

(mysterious music)

(thudding)

(mysterious music)

(clanging)

(tires squealing)

(banging)

(thudding)

- Rick, wait!

(snapping)

Don't let me down now.

Got him, wanna bet?

- No bets.

- [Amanda] What's that?

- I hope it's the cavalry.

(tires squealing)

- All right, what's this all about?

- We've got your elevator killer.

- Where you hiding him?

- Where else?

(quirky music)

I thought you said he
was a short, bald man

with beady black eyes.

- You wanna throw him back?

- So apparently Danny Kirkwood's wife

used to cheat on him regularly.

And finally she ran off with a guy

she met through a dating service.

So Danny sets himself up with Data Match,

starts killing off other married women

who were doing the same thing.

I guess in his own sick way he was

trying to get back at her.

It's too bad he had to involve Data Match.

I think they provide an excellent service

for people who are looking
for that sort of thing.

It takes one rotten apple.

You know, Babs wasn't really that bad.

I'll bet if I hung in there long enough

I could find the girl of my dreams.

- Rick.
- Hmm?

- Come here.

(mysterious music)

(quirky music)

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