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[Richard] This is Richard
Anderson, here are some scenes

from "Date with Danger,
Part One."

[beeping]

Who's using Mark-9?

[Man] You got me.
I didn't know it was scheduled.

The security of the OSI
has been breached.

Joe Canton?

I'd sooner believe
I ripped off OSI.

Oscar, Joe is no thief.

When we found out
that the money was stolen,

we tracked it
through computers.

Well, I wanna check the complete
memory core of the Mark-9.

[clacking]

[electricity crackling]

You're saying that someone has
a direct line into our computer?

Through an outfit
called Data mate.

That's the one
I want to check out.

Your computer may be illegally
tied into another computer.

I can find out in two minutes
if this machine

is hooked up
to something out of line.

Come here.

[explosion]

[keys clacking]

Well, I sure wish
you'd do business

with people
who set their traps

in a more exclusive
part of town.

[whirring]

[crashing]

What's important is who's really
stealing OSI computer data?

[Oscar]
The invisible Mr. Cloche.

[Steve] He's a major threat
to national security.

With his control of computers,

like the one at Acme Wrecking,

he could arrange to kill anyone

who comes close
to trackin' him down.

But I can tell you
it'd be a lot easier

dealing with a, an evil man

than a master computer
that's gone amok.

Where's the computer?

How do I know?

It's gone!

[whirring]

Come on, what are you,
some kind of a hitman?

Right.

[Richard] And now,

the exciting conclusion

of "Date with Danger."

[Man 1] It looks good
at NASA One.

[Man 2] Roger.
BCS Arm switch is on.

[Man 1] Okay, Victor.

[Man 2] Landing Rocket
Arm switch is on.

Here comes the throttle.
Circuit breakers in.

- [Steve] We have separation.
- [Man 1] Roger.

[Man 2] Inboards and outboards
are on.

I'm coming forward
with the side stick.

- [Man 1] All looks good.
- [Man 2] Uh, Roger.

[Steve] I've got a blow out,
damper three!

- [Man 1] Get your pitch to zero.
- [Steve] Pitch is out!

[Steve] I can't hold altitude!

[Man 2] Correction,
Alpha Hold is off.

Turn selectors... Emergency!

[Steve] Flight Com,
I can't hold it!

She's breaking up!
She's breaking...

[whirring]

[explosion]

[Rudy] Steve Austin,
astronaut,

a man barely alive.

[Oscar] Gentlemen,
we can rebuild him.

We have the technology.

We have the capability to make
the world's first bionic man.

Steve Austin
will be that man.

Better than he was before.

Better, stronger,

faster.

[whirring]

[theme music]

[dramatic music]

You say you don't know
who hired you to kill me?

I don't know. I don't care.

Well, have you been paid?

[scoffs] You're worried
about my finances?

- Well, maybe you should.
- Goodbye, friend.

The conversation's over.

Look, I know how
your employer operates.

Aren't you interested?

If you're trying to stall,
it won't help.

You get him personal messages,

you're to be paid
by a deposit into a bank.

- Via computer.
- How do you know?

And if your pay could be
deposited without a trace,

it can be removed
the same way.

Well, then I better get this
over with and get my money out.

Look, you got nothing
against me, right?

- I mean it's strictly business.
- Right.

And your employer,
he just wants me dead.

He doesn't care how.

[Steve] Do you see this building
across the way?

How far would you say
that was?

No, I mean, uh, 40, 45 feet?

You're wasting time.

You think
I can make that jump?

- No.
- Will you let me try?

Why?

Because I'd rather die trying
a million to one shot

than to stand still here
and take it.

I mean, do you think I can
survive that fall to the street?

- No.
- Well, then, see?

You got nothing to lose.

I mean, if it looks
like an accident, uh,

less chance anybody
will connect you to it.

What do you say?

Wanna see a man
sail through the air?

Well, why not?

Would be different.

Yeah.

[dramatic music]

[gunshot]

[clanks]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[indistinct chatter]

[indistinct chatter on PA]

[typewriter clacking]

[music continues]

Doctor, will you give me
the diagnosis?

Head injury,
right parietal area.

Possible concussion,
recommend neurological check.

Neurological will want
to keep him overnight.

Got it.
I'll send up the report.

Put his identity bracelet on,
please.

[Woman on PA]
Code red, north four.

Code red, north four.

[typewriter clacking]

[clacking stops]

Joe.

They've got a bad one
down in Emergency.

His name is Steve Ankarios.

Bring him up right away.

[Woman on PA]
Dr. Fleming, Maternity.

Dr. Fleming, Maternity.

[dramatic music]

Any word on Colonel Austin,
yet?

[Woman] Nothing yet, sir.

Let me know
the minute you hear from him.

[Woman] Yes, sir.

[music continues]

Hey, wake up, Mr. Ankarios.

Nurse, would you hand me
that chair, please?

Yes, doctor.

Thank you.

I'm Dr. Walter Ellis.

How do you feel,
Mr. Ankarios?

No.

N--name is...

not A--Ankarios.

Austin.

Yes, I understand.

Work...

Work OSI...

s--secret.

Yes, I know.
It's, uh, all in your chart.

We have a detailed history
of your case.

You're a...

a secret agent,
isn't that it?

You don't...

You don't believe... me.

Call number... P--private...

See secret number.

Oscar Goldman...

[Dr. Walter]
You're very upset.

It's only natural.

Is there any member
of your family

you would like us
to telephone?

No family...

O--OSI...

it's a secret...

Can't... I ca...

I can't remember number.

Why?

Well, it's very distressing

when one can't remember
something.

Na... National security...

Ca... Call Goldman.

Now, according to the report

from the last hospital,

you were very angry
with your wife

and your children,

and your job
as a shoe salesman.

Not salesman!

Doctor,

sometimes he thinks
he's an astronaut.

I know it's very distressing,
but, uh...

you can be sure as long
as you're here, you'll...

be taken good care of.

And maybe soon you'll be...

Be less angry
towards your wife

and your children
and the others.

No, no.

Telling... Telling the truth.

Now, just, uh...
Just relax and rest.

Believe me,
it's the best thing for you.

Just try and let yourself sleep,
Mr. Ankarios.

No, no. No, no.

I'm not Ankarios, no.

No, Mr. Goldman,
I haven't heard from Steve.

I'm just sitting here trying
to figure out

whether I should be furious
at being stood up

or worried that he was prevented
from keeping our date.

Emily, you say you don't know
what's happened to him.

Why did you send
that security guard away?

Because he was
a crashing bore.

Besides, I couldn't figure out
whether he was put here

to watch over me
or just to watch me.

You also say you've had no part
in this computer crime.

Why are you so fearful
of being watched?

Oh, Mr. Goldman.

You... You've outsmarted me.

Yes, sir.

You see, I was the one
that broke into the OSI

disguised as Santa Claus.

I tore up your computers
single-handed

and then I kidnapped
Steve Austin.

Right now, I have him hidden
in a mannequin

in a display window
at Marcy's Department Store.

Tomorrow, tomorrow I plan
to blow up Disneyland

right after
I get my hair done.

[receiver clanks]

[dramatic music]

I expected him to sleep
for another three hours.

We don't want him
injuring himself.

[sighs] You'd better
administer additional sedation

and I think, uh, stronger
restraints are warranted.

Yes, doctor.

[music continues]

Well, how's the astronaut
this morning?

[sighs] Um...

Astronaut?

What do you mean?

You told me
you were an astronaut.

I don't remember that.

Remarkable improvement,
doctor.

Good. You see?

Sometimes sedation and rest

provide the best treatment.

You're feeling better, eh?

I, I--I feel alright.

Can you tell me your name?

Steven Ankarios.

Why?

Well, when you were admitted
to the hospital two days ago,

you didn't remember your name.

Two days ago? Uh...
What about my wife?

We tried
to reach Mrs. Ankarios by phone,

but there's no reply.

C--call the new number.

5-5-5-8-3-3-8.

Uh, t--tell her to get
in touch with Steve right away,

and, uh, tell her
I didn't meet her

because I was in the hospital.

Of course.

You're coming along just fine,
Mr. Ankarios.

What about
the straitjacket?

Well, please don't think
that what I'm about

to say reflects
any lack of confidence in you,

but until this morning,
you've been quite ill.

Now, you've made a sudden
and remarkable improvement.

Now, I don't believe
there'll be any setbacks.

But, uh,
until we're more certain,

I think it's best
we keep them on.

For your own protection,
you understand?

Good.

[telephone ringing]

Your husband's been given
medication,

so he may not be too alert.

But he's coming along
just fine.

You've had him locked up here
for two whole days?

Oh, we don't call it
"Locked up."

We say he's having treatment.

Sure. Absolutely.

Now try to be brave,
and smile.

Your husband
will feel better if he sees

you're feeling good about him.

Here's your wife,
Mr. Ankarios.

Darlin'.

Darlin'?

Um, how are the kids?

The kids, they're fine,
sweetheart.

T--they miss,
they miss you, so...

- Can I take him home, now?
- Oh, soon, we hope.

- We can't say exactly when.
- Oh, the children.

They,
they cry so when he's away,

it's terrible.

Poor kids.

[Nurse] Well,
we'll all do our best.

That means you too,
Mr. Ankarios.

If you cooperate
in the treatment,

you hurry the cure.

- Oh, sure.
- Poor darling.

Well, I'll be back in 30 minutes
when visiting time is up.

Steve, are you alright?

Yeah, they keep me drugged.

I can't do anything alone.
I need your help.

Well, I, see, I could call that
great American, Oscar Goldman,

but he'd probably think
I had you committed.

No, no, no,
phones are too dangerous.

Computer-tapped line to OSI.

How am I going
to get you out of here?

I hate to ask you
to stick your neck out.

Oh, I'm a born
neck sticker-outer.

I come from a long line
of giraffes.

What do I do?

You could start
with the straps.

Mm. Seems a shame to, uh,
free you.

Now that I finally got you
tied down.

[Woman on PA]
Code Blue, unit three.

[dramatic music]

[Woman on PA]
Dr. Crane, north two.

Nurse?

Any idea what happened?

Well, his wife
must have helped him.

I better notify the police.

According
to his medical history,

he has a tendency
to be homicidal.

[music continues]

[birds chirping]

Chief, I don't care
how many men it takes,

Steve Austin couldn't have
just disappeared,

there must be some way
to trace him.

What about that girl?

[intercom buzzes]

Wait a minute,
someone is on my private phone,

I'll call you back. Yes?

I can't risk using this phone,
Oscar.

Code seven, General Caddy,
right away.

What? Oh! I'm on my way.

[clacking]

[dramatic music]

[birds chirping]

I gave Oscar the code
for a secret meeting.

The computer
may have tapped the phones,

so we better get away
as fast...

[electricity crackling]

[explosion]

[printer clacking]

Get this on the air fast.

Assign the nearest car
plus back-up.

[dramatic music]

That's Ankarios. That's his car.
Let's go!

[siren wailing]

Suspect heading east
on Hold at high speed.

Police car, hit it!

Take a left.

[tires screeching]

[intense music]

[siren wailing]

Take a left into this alley.

[tires screeching]

[tires screeching]

[music continues]

[siren wailing]

Hang a fast U!

[tires screeching]

- We lost him!
- Keep goin' this way!

It's the police.

Go in the dining room,
ask for Oscar.

Now, quick!

Mr. Ankarios.

We'd like to speak to you.

Are you talking to me, officer?

Mr. Ankarios,
we're your friends.

Would you step over here,
please?

Put your hands on the car,
legs apart.

Officer,
you're making a mistake,

my name isn't Ankarios.

Just spread your legs, please.

Look, there's somebody inside
that can explain this!

[dramatic music]

Sorry.

[indistinct radio chatter]

You alright?

Yeah.

A couple of policemen
that'll have to be

released from their car.

Get the APB on Steven Ankarios
cancelled.

George, get me a telephone,
will you?

- You want a drink?
- A beer, please.

Alright, now,
let me fill you in.

We traced the two moving men who
took George Cloche's computer.

They were Data mate clients.

Yeah, and they're also
a $100,000 richer.

We don't know where they are
or where they took the computer.

You know, Cloche could be
recruiting people from among

those who signed up
for his computer-dating service.

You know,
the guy who tried to kill me

didn't know
where he got his order.

You may find that
in the memory core.

Subscribers to Data mate
would give Cloche

all the information he needs
to know about these people.

All he has to do is ask
the computer what type he wants.

You know, Cloche may have left
a trace of himself at Data mate

if the right person
were to look for it.

Yeah, but who?

The person who knows Data mate
the best.

Emily.

[clacking]

No new information,
we've run this core almost dry.

[clacking]

Boy,
this computer doesn't play cute.

When it wants you to know
something,

it's right out in the open.

Another trap?

- Probably.
- Are you going?

- Yes.
- Steve, please don't.

You know how dangerous
that computer can be.

- Look, I'll be okay.
- Oh! Steve, it's not worth it!

I'll be back before you know it.

- Then I'm going, too.
- Not this time.

Ah-ah, remember, you can't
stop me, it's a free country.

[scoffs] You wanna bet?

Look, if you don't promise
to wait, I'll hog-tie you.

Oh, come on, you wouldn't.

What do you think?

- You would.
- Mm-hm.

Steve.

[sighs] Why do I feel like
I'm really kissing you goodbye?

Hey, I'll be okay, huh?

[dramatic music]

[car door closes]

[doorbell ringing]

[music continues]

Colonel Austin.

What are you doing?

I was lookin' for a man
named Cloche.

[light music]

Sit down here.

Emily, Steve.

Just checkin' in with you.

I bet you thought
that I was really worried.

- We have your friend, Cloche.
- [Emily] Friend?

The thought of that man
doesn't exactly make my heart

leap with joy,
you know what I mean?

[Steve] Well, we should be able
to settle this affair now.

- I'll see you, soon.
- [Emily] Right.

What is this?

This is a silent room,
baffled.

Conversations can't be heard
more than three feet away.

It also can't be bugged.

Where's your computer now?

I don't know.

At first,
I thought you had it.

Don't you see what's happened?

I suppose you tell us your
version of the story, Harold.

It's taken over!

The machine!

There's nobody operating it,
just its own brain.

It's after me.

That's a very
convenient defense

considering
the criminal charges

that are going to be filed
against you.

How did you find me?

Your address
was in the Data mate computer,

under the name of Cloche.

There, you see?

I wouldn't be so stupid to leave
it where you could find it!

- I was set up!
- By a machine.

Lock me up, will ya?

Put me in solitary.

Anywhere where that thing
won't find me.

If there's anywhere
it won't reach.

[Oscar] It's a very good act,
Harold,

and I might add,
you are a very good actor.

But it won't work.

I'm not acting.

I'm scared.

Whatever you do to me,
it won't be half

what that computer could do!

You set up the machine.

What was your plan
when you framed Joe Canton?

I'm scared,

but not absolutely stupid.

You might be able
to hang a breach

of national security rap
on me.

No more.

I'm not letting you send me away
for longer than I have to go.

[intercom buzzes]

Book him!

Do you believe him?

This is crazy.

I mean,
this is absolutely crazy.

A machine that systematically
eliminates people

that threaten it?

Recruits were drawn
from the Data mate files.

We might be able to dig out
some fresh suspects.

Yeah, okay, fine.

But be careful.

We know how deadly
this computer can be.

See you soon.

[dramatic music]

Hi! I'm over here.

Hi, how you doin'?

Whatever happened
to the fish and chips

you promised me?

- Sorry 'bout that.
- Or the wine?

I had an appointment
with my psychiatrist.

Excuses, excuses.

- Well, you got a rain check.
- Oh, I'm ready.

- I'll finish this later.
- Not now.

Cloche wouldn't give us
the information we want.

- I need your help.
- Something personal, I hope.

Can you ask your computer
for the names

of anybody in its files
with any government involvement?

What good does it do me
to be Mrs. Steven Ankarios?

My husband is only interested
in me for my computer.

Doesn't even have
a good figure.

Now, look, I plan
to get into that subject.

The figure, not the computer.

As soon as Cloche's monster

is safely defanged.

Would you like to put
that in writing?

Where do I sign?

[chuckles]

[keys clacking]

[dramatic music]

[clacking]

We got a lead, Oscar.

Bell is in charge
of the Riker Satellite.

One of the scientists
working for Riker

is in the Data mate files.

Uh, his name is, uh,
David Fowler.

Right, I'll meet you at Riker.

I gather Mrs. Ankarios

is about to say goodbye
to Mr. Ankarios again.

- And he's sorry.
- Before you go...

I have an absolutely
sensational idea.

- Uh, well, anyway, a fair idea.
- What?

Cloche's machine taps Data mate
for recruits, right?

- We think.
- Oh, j--just say that it does.

Suppose I offered a recruit
that it simply cannot refuse.

How?

I give it a character
with a history and background

that the other computer
will love.

On top of that,
I hint that the character knows

about Cloche's computer
as bait,

just to make sure
I get a rise out of it.

- What do you think?
- That might work.

When I get back, you set me up
as the character.

Oh, wait, uh, I was
kind of thinking of myself.

Oh, no, too dangerous,
out of the question.

Oh, Steve, I can handle it.

I know computers.

Look, you may know a
rattlesnake, but that doesn't

mean you can handle it.

You're going to Riker and you
want Cloche's computer, hm?

Chinese proverb say

man who chases two rabbits,
catches none.

Look, I know
what you got in mind,

and, uh,
you may as well forget it.

Look,
this isn't fun and games.

You remember the wrecking ball?

Of course I do, Steve,

but we weren't expecting
trouble then.

I know we weren't expecting
trouble, but do me a favor,

just hold off
till I get back, huh?

Well, even if I did
run into trouble,

I've always dreamed
of being rescued

by a knight
in shining armor.

Look, I'm afraid my credit card at
runaway charges expired.

Well, I suppose I can always
plan to tease the computer.

That should take some time
to get it right.

Look, I'll be back
as soon as I can.

Meanwhile, you just sit tight,
okay?

[dramatic music]

[door closes]

[computer whirring]

[keys clacking]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[cats yowling]

[garbage cam clanks]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[knock on door]

[music continues]

- W--who is it?
- [Man] Messenger.

- [gasps] Oh!
- Sorry.

- I'm sorry.
- Sign here?

Sure.

Thank you.

[clacking]

[suspenseful music]

[clacking]

[explosion]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[clacking]

[screams]

[music continues]

[screams]

Bell talked.
He implicated you.

No, I don't believe that.

Hey, pal, what happened to you?
I expected you at Riker's.

Never mind,
Emily's disappeared.

I'm afraid she's been led off
somewhere by that machine.

This is David Fowler.

David... computers can kill.

We can't try it for murder,
but we can try the man

or the men
that made it operational.

And that's you!

I didn't build it.
I was a flunky.

I just did what I was told.

- [Steve] By Bell?
- Yes.

Well, that computer is trying
to eliminate Bell.

Anybody who knows about it
or might be able

to interfere with it.

What are your chances
on stayin' alive?

Bell pleaded
that we put him in a cell.

Say, I got an idea, Steve.

Why don't we just let you go?

Let you go free,
see what happens!

- You can't do that.
- Why not?

What do you want from me?

Where's the computer?

I don't know, I swear!

[Oscar] What was the original
plan for that computer?

I don't know!

Bell did it all.

He built it,
he programmed it.

He did everything.

All I did was
put it in the module.

- What?
- The satellite.

The Riker Satellite,

the one that's launching today?

Yes.

Module allowed our computer

to program the satellite's
on-board computer.

Bell said we'd be able
to control

the international financial
communications.

We'd be a step ahead of...

of all kinds of money
transactions, things like that.

That means he can control
everything...

Money, grain dealings,
launching,

spy satellites, everything!

Oscar, see if you can get 'em
to postpone the launch.

Maybe we can backtrack
from launch communications

to the computer
and locate Emily.

I want to speak
to Vandenberg Air Force

Base Mission Control, please.

Was that satellite programmed
at Riker

or after it was transferred
to Vandenberg?

After transfer.

[Oscar] This is Oscar Goldman
speaking.

What is the current status
on your missile launching?

Uh, liftoff in 35 minutes.

Well then, you've already
started countdown.

You're going to have
to scrub it, Colonel.

I don't have the authority
to scrub.

I'll give you the authority,
use my name,

I'll get verification
in five minutes.

You've got to hold
the countdown.

- Will do.
- [Oscar] Very good, Colonel.

I'll be here. Thank you.

They can't stop the countdown
completely, Oscar,

if we hope to locate Emily.

I mean, we got to maintain some
communication with the computer,

that's the only way we can.

I'll do what I can, Steve.

But that satellite
is our major concern right now.

[intercom buzzes]

Yes?

The Colonel, alright,
put him on,

but if the secretary calls,
cut him.

Very good. Yes, Colonel?

I tried to put the countdown
on hold, I can't.

Why?

Something must have an override.

We're not controlling
the launch.

We didn't know that
until we tried to hold.

The count's going ahead
in spite of anything we do.

Alright.

I'll get back to you.

They can't stop the countdown,

something's interfering
with the input.

That computer
can do anything...

to anything.

We've got to find it.

It was programmed
from the Data mate office

to Vandenberg
by telephone lines.

Wherever it is, it's still
in contact with the satellite.

Well, what does that mean?

I'll go to the telephone
exchange

nearest Data mate.

You tell Vandenberg
to keep trying

to break through the override.

That might give me a chance
to locate

the computer with the trace.

Steve, I don't think
even you could do that.

Well, it's our one chance to
stop the launch and find Emily.

Get on it.

Get me the Colonel
at Vandenberg.

Colonel, unless that
conversation goes on

for a long time,
there's almost no way

we're going to trace
that call.

Show me the area that relays.

That pack of relays there
is for the Vandenberg area.

Now, we'll have
to trace the relays backwards.

I'll get a full crew in,
but I doubt if--

Could you leave the room
to me now?

- What?
- Please, it's important.

[machinery clanking]

I don't care how you do it,
slow the countdown.

Hold it back
as long as you can.

Try jamming the controls.

Even if it's useless,
make that override work harder.

We're trying to trace it.

[clacking]

[dramatic music]

Alright,
you can come back now.

That's the last point.

Can you trace that?

Sure.

Anything, Joe?

We're patched into Vandenberg.

I hope the power
of our computer plus theirs

might regain control
of the launch.

[clacking]

[intense music]

[whirring]

[electricity crackling]

[music continues]

[clacking]

[music continues]

[Man] T-minus four minutes
and counting.

[music continues]

[whirring]

Somebody out there?

Hey! Who's there?

Emily?

Steve, is that you?

[music continues]

No! Don't touch the cage.
It's charged with high voltage.

Cover your eyes.

[explosion]

Okay, see if you can
squeeze through here.

- Come on.
- Wait a minute.

Careful, careful.

[grunts]

- Okay.
- Okay.

Stay here just a minute,
I'll be right back.

Hm?

[Man] T-minus two minutes
and counting.

This is your foxhole, jump in.

Oh, Steve, take me with you,
please?

Look, I'm not leaving
the theater,

but somewhere in here
is what I'm looking for.

Come on, jump in.

Get in.

[dramatic music]

[machines clacking]

[explosions]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[explosion]

[music continues]

We have control!

[Man] Abort! Abort!

This is Mission Control,
we have stopped the launch.

Oh.

[dramatic music]

Is it really dead?

Yeah, I drove a stake

through its heart.

[sighs] Wow,
it was an incredible machine.

Whatever else you say about
Cloche, you have to admit,

he was a computer genius.

Well, Frankenstein
was a pretty bright guy,

but look at the trouble
he caused.

I wonder how many Cloches
there are out there,

putting together computers
that could someday take over.

I'd rather not think about it.

I'd rather think
about fish and chips.

And that bottle of wine.

I thought you would never

mention that again.

You'll have it, if I have
to squeeze the grapes myself.

[chuckles] If you're thinking
about squeezing something,

I wouldn't waste it on grapes.

[theme music]