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What is it?

There's an outline
of a body here.

Hey!

Barry's dead. Murdered.

Jeffrey Smith committed that
murder and then fled the scene.

Well, that's impossible.

If you care for the man, you say he's
clean then he's clean and who am I kidding?

Jeffrey.

I'm in love with two
men at the same time.

They're gonna kill us!

Megan, get down! Stay down.

ROCKFORD ON ANSWERING
MACHINE: This is Jim Rockford.

At the tone, leave your
name and message.

I'll get back to you.

This is Marie at
Liberty Bail Bonds.

Your client, Todd Lemans,
skipped and his bail is forfeit.

That's the pink slip on
your '79 Firebird, I believe.

Sorry, Jim. Bring it on over.

Who is it?

It's me.

Hi, I'm sorry I
didn't phone first,

but I was on my
way home from court,

and I was struck
with an inspiration.

It's okay.

God.

Himself in the flesh.

Yeah, just barely.

Oh, I got to tell you, honey, this
day has been like Black Tuesday

and The Day of The
Jackal all rolled into one.

I've been thinking about you and
that it must've been a bad month.

Huh?

Dare I say it? Long time no see.

Oh, honey, I'm
sorry I haven't called

but there was three
weeks down in Houston

and this dumb trial
going into extra innings.

It's okay, no
explanations, remember?

I was just making
an observation.

How you been doing?

Okay.

Jimmy...

Honey, you would not believe
this D.A. He is too much.

He uses his brain
like a pocket watch.

He just takes it off, checks
it every once in a while.

And nitpick. Oh!

I could use a beer.

What do you say we go
to the Round-up Club?

Barbara Mandrell's opening.

Big first base man,
Tony Montoya.

Montoya now swinging a healthy bat
average after having completely recovered

from knee surgery last winter.

Here's the pitch to Montoya.
Slider high and inside.

There's been great
pitches dealt, so far.

Weber struck out
four, hasn't walked

anybody and is allowed
but two base runners.

Here's the next pitch to
Montoya, another high fastball.

Rocks the right-handed
batter back on his heels.

Now, Montoya has a younger
brother, Rick. They both played...

Yeah?

Hi. Megan around?

Well, she's tied up right now.

Jeffrey Smith.

Jim Rockford.

Yeah, I've heard
a lot about you.

She's getting dressed. Hmm?

I say she's getting dressed.

Oh, yeah. Man, what a
day. Real pig city out there.

Yeah, that was my opener, too.

She must get a rush out
of having friends like us.

Well, she's a shrink. Who better to
hear it, right? She brought it on herself.

Well, she ought to be
out in a couple of minutes.

Unless, there is something
I can help you with?

You're a private investigator?

That must be a
fascinating line of work.

Yeah, well, I don't
think you'd judge it

by Charlie Chan or Sam Spade.

I mean, not as many foggy
waterfronts as our depositions.

No, no, I'm serious. I mean, delving
into human beings, human behavior.

I can't see a better
way to spend your days.

Yeah, I guess that
really is what I do, yeah.

Yeah, Megan's job, too. Same
kind of thing, only different.

I envy her there a little.

Hey, what do you do?

Architecture.

Oh, really? Well now, that's something
I always thought I could like a lot.

You know, design.

Yeah, everything from
courthouses to outhouses.

Oh, it's not a
bad life, I guess.

Jeffrey?

Oh, hi, Ace. How you doing?

I wish you'd called first.

Well, I was up here in
town at the Stanfield house

and sort of got hung
up with the framers.

Then there was this bun-buster of
a traffic jam on the Santa Monica.

So I thought I'd stop by...

I know, I just really
wish you'd called first.

Hey, okay. Mea culpa. Get
out the bamboo splinters.

I see that you two
have already met.

Oh, yeah, yeah. We were trying to
see who could out-complain the other.

That could be a real
battle of the all-stars.

Jeffrey, we're leaving.
We're going out.

Oh.

Oh, okay.

Well, I'll call you.

Nice to have met you, Jim.

Yeah, my pleasure.

Oh, I'll walk you part way.

Darling

I'm feeling pretty lonesome

I'd call you on the phone some

And I don't have a dime

Darling

You're so far behind me

Tomorrow's gonna find me

Further down the line

Taking me some paper

Pencil in my hand

I'm gonna write, darling

You know I feel the cold nights

Thinking of you all night

Yeah, what?

That guy you met
before. Jeffrey.

Yeah?

I'm gonna marry him.

When? I'm... That's
not the right response.

Congratulations.

When?

A month or so.

Megan, why didn't you tell
me before? That's not like you.

I don't know. I couldn't.
I don't know why.

Just didn't want to
hurt me, is that it?

I can't say that it
doesn't surprise me.

But, Megan, I'm
glad for you, really.

Do you want to know about him?

If it's absolutely necessary.

Well, I used to
know him years ago.

He was studying architecture
at Yale when I was at college.

We went out and
spent holidays together.

Then, he was finishing school and,
I don't know, things got a little crazy

and we lost touch.

Then I just happened to meet him at
this party down in Laguna where he lives.

And for the past
month, month and a half,

it's just been really strong.

I see. I mean, I guess I see.

You told me about the
chronology, not about him.

Well, to begin with, he has
an exceptional sense of humor.

He takes things well, big things,
things that are important, like you do.

In fact...

Well, anyway he's very
loving, spontaneous.

I just love him very much.

Yeah.

Look, Jim, we haven't seen
much of each other lately.

Sometimes weeks go
by, I don't hear from you.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.
No, no explanations, huh?

Remember?

But you do hear from me
and don't say you don't.

I mean, I always call you.
Maybe we don't see each other,

but let's not go around
saying you don't hear from me.

Well, anyway, we've
always had this arrangement.

You've seen other women
and I've seen other men.

Absolutely, absolutely, but,
hey, you don't have to sell me.

I mean, no explanations
like what we said and...

No explanations. Okay?

I just find it a little
weird maybe that...

I mean, you're always
denigrating marriage...

I have never
denigrated marriage.

All right, all right. No, no,
you don't denigrate it per se,

but let's face it,
it's come up before

and we've both always
kind of laughed at it.

Look, what do you want me
to say? When he asked me,

everything just
sort of fell into place.

Maybe I'm at a point in my
life where I need commitment.

No, not maybe. I need commitment.
I need to get it, I need to give it.

And I'm not so sure,

but I think I'm at a point where I
might like to have kids sometime

and with us, you
and me, I don't know.

I still have some things inside.

I guess I better pick
them up, take them out.

Not tonight.

Megan...

What we had was a
very special relationship,

but what you have
now is something else.

Believe me, Megan,

I'm really very
happy for you, Meg.

Hello?

Megan? Honey, listen, I
can't stay on the phone long.

Jeffrey, what is going
on? It's 3:00 in the morning.

I waited at the office till after
8:00. I've been worried sick.

Look, it's nothing, really.
I'm just a little jammed up.

Now, listen, have you
seen or heard from Randy?

I should have known.
What's he done now?

Megan, this is just business,
okay? You're not to worry.

Look, I gotta split. I'm on a pay
phone but if you hear from Randy,

please try and find out where he
is and how I can get to him, okay?

I love you very much.

Please tell me where...

Will you stop this?

Well, you go and you call a guy
like Mitch Belasco. A competitor.

And you do it on the sly, too.

It's just a good thing that
Mitch knew both of us.

Had enough ethics to call me.

Look, you come in here and
you say you want to help me.

Well, you don't help by yelling.

I'm not yelling.
This isn't yelling.

Anytime anybody disagrees
with you, you say they're yelling.

Look, I can't ask
you to do this.

You didn't, you didn't. I
came over here on my own.

Will you stop yelling?

Look, I can't see how your
being involved in this problem

would cause either one of us anything
but anxiety and guilt and tension.

You'd be forcing yourself
into a situation that can't help

but be conflict-laden for you
and I would be in a double bind.

Will you stop? Will
you knock it off?

Well, come on. How hurt do
you think I am huh? I am a big boy.

If this thing was so conflict-laden,
whatever that means,

I wouldn't even be here
in the first place, would I?

Okay. All right, have it your way.
God forbid your will should be thwarted.

But I intend to pay you for this.
Let's get that on the table right now.

That's it. That's all. Forget it. I do
not intend to have this discussion.

Why?

Because it's ugly.

There, you see? No kidding.
You see what I mean?

No money, huh? You can...

You can just...

Consider it a wedding present.

Hell, there's that tone
again. I can't deal with this.

What tone, huh? What
tone is that? What tone?

There, now you see. All of a
sudden she has nothing to say. Uh-uh.

Thank you.

I wish you wouldn't
always say I'm yelling.

Anytime anybody disagrees
with you, you say they're yelling.

I'm just really glad
you're here, okay?

Come on.

All right now, what happened?
Mitch Belasco said that you thought

that Jeffrey's younger brother,
Randy, got him in trouble,

and that Jeffrey called you?

Yeah, and he
sounded really scared.

I've been trying to reach
him at his house and his office.

They're both down in Laguna
but there's just never any answer.

He said he had to find Randy.

Well, I tried to think of how I
could reach Randy but he just floats.

He's kind of like kelp.

Well, what's with the kid?

He's just always been a problem.

See, he and Jeffrey are
kind of rich kids from Laguna.

Randy's just really spoiled.

They were both hell-raisers
and sort of delinquents

when they were growing
up. Jeffrey grew out of it.

But for Randy life is still
just one long weekend.

Yeah, I know the type. Tennis racket,
Porsche and a string of broken hearts.

Yeah. You never see him that
he's not on uppers or downers.

When he was 17, he
burned down his prep school.

A gym and two dorms,
all built in the 1700s.

Cute. Did Jeffrey say
anything in particular?

Did he say he was
in actual danger?

No. And any other time

I'd have convinced myself
that everything was all right,

but that same morning that
Jeffrey called, around 6:00,

this guy calls up
asking for Randy.

And when I said I didn't
know where he was,

the guy just hung up.

Well, what does Randy do?

Does he have a job?
How does he live?

He deals dope. Oh!

Bunks in with starlets
up in the canyons.

The latest is this girl
named Patty Savarese.

Jeffrey says she played some sex-pot
daughter on a sitcom that got cancelled.

Spare Tires.

Oh, yeah, yeah.
Thirteen shows and out.

Shall I?

No, that's okay. I'll get it.

Hello?

Hey, sis! Hey, what's the haps?

Randy, Randy, listen. Where are
you? Have you talked to Jeffrey?

He's going nuts
trying to reach you.

Must be some problem with the
disco. Yeah, I'll get back to him on it.

Hey, sis, give a listen. Is
my blue jacket over there?

I don't know. Listen, do
you know where Jeffrey is?

I've tried his house
and his office.

I think I might know
where I might reach him.

Listen, Megan, I got to
go. I'll talk to you, all right?

Wait! I'm going to strangle
him. He's always like that.

What did he mean about
knowing where Jeffrey is?

Savarese? That's S-A-V I guess.

If you're gonna look it up in the phone
book, I've already called information.

She's not listed.

All right, all
right. Spare Tires.

We find out who
produced that little winner,

maybe we can wrangle
Patty's address. Come on.

Well, that stuff that
Randy said about the disco,

what's that all about?
There's a handrail.

Oh, Randy got this big
idea to build this roller disco

down near Laguna.

He got some partners
together, people he knows.

Then he got Jeffrey to come in and do
the design and supervise the construction.

Really?

Yeah, I know.

There's a step there.

But Jeffrey's just really tired
of making excuses for Randy.

I think he's relieved to see him
interested in something for a change.

Anyway, they formed
this partnership.

I said it was just Randy's big excuse
to swagger around with a hard hat on.

Jeffrey says he's actually
doing quite a good job.

He really caught fire.

Oh? Just like the dormitories?

Please.

Oh, gosh, I loved it. So with
enough fiberglass insulation,

you could definitely turn a whole
house into one giant speaker enclosure.

Of course, getting subwoofers large
enough to carry the tones at 15 cycles

would be a problem.

You think maybe I should
bring some sling-backs?

Oh, wow. Hey, sis.

What's with you? How'd
you know I was here?

Randy, this is Jim Rockford.

Pleasure, Jim.

Hi, Megan, it's me, Patty.

Hi, Jim.

Hi.

Hey, I got it you brought the
old blue jacket. Outstanding.

I don't know anything about your
jackets, Randy, much less which one's blue.

Oh, yeah, right. Point goes
to future sister-in-law, again.

Hey, I'm sorry, Megan. You know
I love you. Is she not a fox, Jim?

You know, I've had enough
shrinks to hold a convention.

But if I'd ever had a therapist that
looked, smelled, talked like this one,

I'd still be on the couch.

The fact is, we'd have
broken the legs. Unreal.

They just couldn't cure that slow
speech defect, huh? Metabolism?

Chortle, chortle. Very inside,
Jim. I just love a guy who's hep.

Hey, listen, Megan, I talked
to Jeff. Everything's cool.

I told you there was
nothing to worry about.

He said he'd phone you.

Look, Patty and I are
going out on a shoot.

I don't mean to be rude or anything,
but this is a whole new sideline for me.

Photojournalism.

I am gonna do the definitive study of
the California hot tub and specialty baths.

Wait a minute, Randy. What are you
talking about? What did Jeffrey say?

Oh, wow, I forgot to
run my new idea by him.

See if you folks can
wire up to this one.

What two things is absolutely
everybody concerned about these days?

A, oil and, B, living on
the natch. Natural, Jim.

Everybody's into solar, right?

So, solar-powered crematoriums.

Randy, where is Jeffrey?

Megan, you know,
that's a tough one.

Look, I'd really rather not
get in the middle of you two.

What are you talking about?

Well, Megan, come on.

I mean, Jeffrey wasn't exactly a
celibate when he met you and...

Well, I'm sure he has his goodbyes
to make, as I'm sure you do, too.

So, let's not buck
human nature here, huh?

I don't believe you, Randy.

Not because I wouldn't understand,
but because Jeffrey wouldn't lie.

I don't believe you talked to him. I
don't believe you know where he is.

See, Patty, I knew I'd wind up
as the heavy. Look, I got to go.

This is a professional
job. For a magazine.

Money and all.

Why don't you at least tell us
where we can find you, huh?

Just in case we run into someone
who has a corpse that needs a tan.

Right here. I'll be back
later today. 555-4323.

Come on, Patty.

Look, I'm telling
you Jeffrey's all right.

Uppers.

There's no answer, huh?

Not at his house or his office.

Well, maybe we should
just go on down to Laguna,

check out his neighbors
and his papers.

Maybe we'll come up with a lead.

It's an awful lot of
trouble for you though.

I'm not doing anything else.

Look,

maybe I ought to go by my trailer
and pick up some overnight stuff.

If you want. Most of what you
need you already have here.

Oh, yeah.

That's true.

Megan.

Stay right where you are.

Jimmy, what is it?

There's an outline
of a body here.

You know, how the police
outline where a body has fallen?

There's one of those.

Thing I'd like to know is why
you entered the scene of a felony?

Through a rear door to boot.
The place is posted, you know.

Yeah, well, your sign
must have fallen down.

What difference
does it make anyway?

You're putting her through hell.

Just exactly what happened
in Jeffrey Smith's office?

Your fiancé, huh?

Yes.

Linderman? This is Kefir. You
finished Spector's statement yet?

What are you writing?
The Winds of War?

Wrap it up. Get
his butt in here.

A man named Barry Spector
was murdered in that office

two nights ago at 11:00 p.m.

Jeffrey Smith committed that
murder and then fled the scene.

What? That's impossible.

There was an eyewitness
to the killing, miss.

I don't care, it's impossible.

Is Jeffrey all right?

He's still at large, if
that's what you mean.

Who is this Barry Spector?

It's no great loss,
I'll tell you that.

He's a major cocaine dealer.

That's just an allegation,
Lieutenant Kefir.

And one I deeply resent if I found
it influenced this investigation.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, well, I'll try
to remember the merit badges

that you and your
cousin Barry racked up.

Sit down, will you, Spector?

Linderman, will you
change that water bottle?

Do you know her?

Jeffrey Smith's bride-to-be.

Oh.

Mr. Kevin Spector
here and Cousin Barry

being real life examples
of the Horatio Alger story

found themselves in a
very cash-heavy position.

Oh, this is awful. Come on!

You settle down, Spector.

At any rate, they went into a
partnership with Laguna Corp,

a company that was formed by
Randy Smith and his brother, Jeff,

to build a roller disco down
here in Orange County.

I've heard about the disco,

but Jeffrey never said anything
about who was involved.

It was just a
group of investors.

And it wasn't a very
high priority with him.

It was high enough
so that when the bank

issued him a $70,000
construction draw,

Jeff cashed it and
pocketed the money,

never bothering to pay off the
framers, the electricians, the stucco men.

I'm not a builder, I don't
know how this game is played,

but you know who was on the hook
to these hard hats? Me and Barry.

Jeffrey wouldn't do that.

Barry and I went
to Jeffrey Smith,

laid the smeller on him
and demanded the 70,000.

He attacks Barry. Smashes
his head against the desk

and takes off before
I can grab him.

I don't know you, Mr. Spector,

but you must have
provoked Jeffrey.

And anyway, he's incapable
of using that kind of violence.

Just who's sure that Jeffrey
ripped-off the construction draw?

What about his
younger brother, Randy?

Jeff Smith was the only one
authorized to cash checks.

It was his signature
on the draw.

It's me, honey.

Come on, Megan.

At least you know
Jeffrey's probably all right.

Yeah. But those
police are wrong.

You're not so sure, are you?

I had told you this
was wrong for you.

Do you think I'm going to mentally
pack him off to the gas chamber

just because I may have
some personal feelings in this?

May have?

Well, we're not gonna
accomplish anything more tonight.

Oh, there is some bad news.

The guy at the desk says
the coffee shop is closed.

Oh, I'm starving.
You must be, too.

But there's good news. He says
there's a place real close called Helene's.

Thank you very much.

There you go.

Mmm, that's pretty good.

Megan, about before,
about Jeffrey and what I think,

and the fact that there's
an eyewitness and all of it...

Let's not mention
it again, okay?

Because you care for the man.

If you care for the man, you say he's
clean then he's clean and who am I kidding?

That's all. That's really
all I wanted to say.

Okay, honey. There's a
breakfast table and four chairs

immediately on
your left. Feel it?

Okay. Over on your
right, directly over here,

this is the bathroom, okay?

One step forward to
your right is the bureau.

Now, three steps
forward, there's the bed.

The telephone is catty-cornered
on the other side of the bed.

I'll put the luggage here on
the bed. I'll get my stuff out.

I'll see you in the morning
and we'll get an early start.

You gonna be all right?
You got everything you need?

I'll just be in the next room.

Good night, Meg.

Good night.

Jim?

Yeah?

You're always looking
after me, seeing how I feel.

Don't you ever think that I
care about how you feel?

Of course, I do. I know
you think about how I feel.

But what? You just
really don't care or what?

What's the matter with you?
Of course, I do, you know that.

Why are you starting
trouble, Megan?

I don't know.

Look everything that's happened,
everything that's gonna happen,

all we really know is that you may
have some personal feelings about it.

Okay, Megan, you want to
make this as difficult as possible.

I feel crummy about it.

Well, I feel crummy, too.

You remember that night in the car
when I told you I was getting married

and you said I hadn't told you
because I was afraid I'd hurt you?

Yeah.

Well, I think I didn't tell you
because I was afraid I'd hurt myself.

I didn't want to hear it
come out of my mouth.

It's like closing a door.

I didn't want to hear it close.

And it did hurt. Me, I mean.

And it still does.

Me, too, Megan.

And so what?

I don't know.

You've never really thought
that I could take care of you,

that I was capable
of helping you.

Dealing with your needs.

Oh, come on, now.

Hey, that's a crock. I mean,
you're just throwing up smoke.

You want to have this
conversation? Okay, we'll have it,

but don't trot that stuff out.

Look, it's what I think, okay?

If you say it isn't true, maybe
it isn't. But it's what I feel.

Then it's a problem that I
can't help you with, honey.

All right, I said it. If it's
just smoke, then forget it.

Maybe more to the point is,

all those times
you weren't around,

that I didn't see you,

I missed you.

Don't you think I felt that way?

We just gave each other
a lot of room, Megan.

It's the way we both wanted it.

Room, space.

All those words.

Love is the word they keep
you from grappling too hard with.

I do love you.

I know.

You love a lot of
other things, too.

Like your life the way it is

and your freedom.

I guess it's not so weird.

Look at me.

I'm in love with two
men at the same time.

I'm really tired, okay?

Okay.

What have I done?

Maybe I can help? Must
have some idea who it is.

Think it was definitely
the guy behind the gates.

You like cats, don't you?

Yeah, they're on their own...

Megan, you all right?

Yeah. I'm suffocating and
this damn door's broken.

Here, I'll get it, I'll get it.

Move. Okay.

You and mechanical things. You know,
some day you're gonna shoot a toaster.

I sure wish we had some breakfast
before we hit this police station.

Don't you?

Yeah, I'm not hungry anyway.

Jim...

I don't want to talk, Megan.

I just get tired of talking.

So what'd they say in there?

No progress yet. They're
dragging their feet, I'm sure of it.

You locate Sean Beck?

No, not yet.

What's the matter, Meg?

Who was that talking
to Kevin Spector?

I don't know. He's a
Hawaiian guy, I think.

You remember I said some guy called
early in the morning after Jeffrey called

looking for Randy?

Yeah.

That was him,
that was his voice.

And that Sean Beck
they were looking for?

He's a friend of Randy's.

Now this friend of Spector's,
he calls you at the crack of dawn,

just a couple of hours after Barry
Spector was killed and he asks for Randy,

and not Jeffrey, who's on
the hook for it, but Randy.

And now Kevin Spector is
hanging around this police station

waiting for developments.
Jeffrey was looking for Randy.

Everyone's looking for
Randy except the police.

And us.

I don't even think Randy's been
back here. He must know he's hot.

All right, all right,
all right. I'm thinking.

Now, he said he was
going on a shoot, huh?

Specialty bathtubs
for a magazine.

No, that's just jive.

I mean, don't you have a little trouble
placing Randy at Home magazine

or Architectural Digest?

Yeah, you're right. Unless it
was something like Squish.

What?

Squish. It's a magazine,
for connoisseurs of bathing.

It's a California special.

They do spreads on killer tubs,

on Vietnamese food, Elvis Costello.
It's just Randy's kind of periodical.

Yeah, I've heard of it, but if Randy
works there and he know he's in trouble,

wouldn't he tell
them to cover for him?

Let's go find out.

Hey, we need some
more bubbles in here.

I gotta get some
things going here.

Your friend's up
there at the spa.

And walk on the stones, will you? That
landscaping was done by Howard Fujimoto.

I mean, this tub thing's getting
to be more trouble than it's worth.

Thanks a lot,
Mr. Metzer. Appreciate it.

Come on, Randy. I'm
getting a charley horse.

Oh, just a little while longer.

I'm going for a Cocteau thing.

Hey! Kevin, what's happening?

Look, it's about
the money, isn't it?

Well, I'm for sure gonna
straighten that out with you.

Forget about the
money right now.

I'm here to share
a tragedy with you.

Barry's dead. Murdered.

Barry?

Well, wow. You mean, you...

What? Go ahead. You were
saying something about me?

No, it was real
dumb, you know...

It was like I was thinking

how you and Barry
hadn't been getting along

and about that time
you talked to me

about getting those two bikers I
know in Tujunga to blow him away.

Wasn't that you?

Hey, Kev.

Oh, boy, I knew you'd
be a problem, loadie.

See what happened was

Barry and I came down on your
brother Jeff in his office about the money.

Jeff pasted Barry against a desk
when Barry was shaking him up.

Jeff took off but I
finished the thing.

These things happen.

Do the cops have my brother?

They will. And he'll go
away for Barry's murder.

See, the thing works
real well for me,

except there's you.

Hey, Kev, lighten up.

I'd never tell
anybody what I knew.

You just told her.

You're a drooler, Randy.

Who can afford to
have you around?

You with the tin
foil, get dressed.

Randy, you tell this guy here
that there's an illness in the family,

you'll be back to
pick up your junk later.

Hey, Randy? Huh?

They're gonna kill us!

No, no. Keith...

Megan, get down.

Stay right where you are.

Hey, hey, where you
going? Hey, wait for me.

Hey, Keith.

Hey, wait a minute,
Keith. Where you going?

Randy! Randy!

Megan, it's me, it's me.
It's all right. It's okay.

What's going on
here? Who are you?

Would you call the
police, report a shooting?

Tell them to put out a call
on a dark blue Jaguar sedan.

And call an ambulance.

Are you all right?

Well, I'm all right, but
Randy shot himself in the foot.

Stay here.

Randy.

Randy?

My shoe, man.
What's wrong with it?

Downers.

Yes, okay. No, I
know, but just...

Look, just let me
know if you see her.

Jeffrey?

I'll talk to you later.

Jeffrey, where have you been?

Look, I'm sorry I couldn't
get into it the other night.

Randy.

He forged my signature

and beat some guys
out of a lot of money

and put me in
one hell of a bind.

These guys have been on my case.

I've been running all over
trying to raise $70,000.

I finally just came here.
It's sort of a long story.

Jeffrey, you were wanted for
murder, you didn't know that?

What?

It's been straightened out. Your
brother is hurt but it's nothing serious.

Oh, well,

Bobby next door told me that
you two had gone to Laguna.

I wasn't real sure why.

Jeffrey, I'm just so
glad that you're all right.

My agent said that this character's
much more thoughtful and intelligent

so I think it's gonna be such a
good move for my career. Don't you?

Chemicals are the
wave of the future, man.

Polymers, hydrocarbons,
carbon, oxygen, hydrogen.

You put them all together,
you can have anything you want.

Young man, you
got a lot of energy.

Chemicals.

Tiled floors, the whole bedroom
will open onto a garden area.

I've got some sketches in
the car. I'll show them to you.

You go ahead. I'd like to
sit down for a while, okay?

Sure. Excuse me.

You okay? I'll be right back.

You taking a break?

Hi.

Hi.

You're right, I'm exhausted.

I can't believe how
exhausting this is.

You look just beautiful, Meg.

I do?

Yes, you do.

Come here. Sit down next to me.

I've been wondering
where you went.

How've you been?

Busy. Real busy. I've
been working on a case.

You don't want
to hear about that.

You really love
your work, don't you?

Yeah.

Yeah, when I love
it, I really love it.

My mother and
my sister, Kathleen,

have been climbing
all over me to have kids.

Making plans for me, planning
big family reunions back east.

I don't know. I really
like my work. I really do.

I've always said you
were a workaholic.

Look, Megan,

for what it's
worth, I think that...

I mean, if you should decide

about being a mother that...

I think you'd do it better
than anyone else in the world.

Megan! We have
to wrap this up, huh?

You have to be at
the airport at 5:00.

I'll be right back.

Okay, Mother.

Want to walk me to the house?

Sure.

High step.

Can I tell you something?
Piece of personal history?

Of course.

Last night, I had this dream.

And in it, like in most of my
dreams, I could see, you know?

And I was in this... It
was like a screening room

and on the screen were all
these images from my whole past.

Boy!

Yeah.

Anyway, as the more
recent past came up,

things got sort of confused
and out of chronological order

and I was standing
there talking to Jeffrey,

and then all of a
sudden you were there.

I was lying on the
beach where we first met.

You had stopped
by to talk to me.

From there it all went
very fast and clear.

Just you and me.

All the places we'd been,

the things we said

and it wasn't all good.

And I felt this physical pain.

And it stopped the whole thing, the
screen or whatever went completely dark.

And then all of a sudden,
the whole screen lit up with this

image of you and me
standing there smiling.

And this voice
came over and said,

"Okay, miss, go and stand
with the group that's made it."

Who was in the
group that made it?

I don't know. I didn't see them.

Look, it was my dream and
maybe you can't answer this,

but if they played that scene on the
beach for you, and all the rest of it...

What would happen?

There's no doubt about it. I'd
be in the group that made it.

Is that the truth?

Yeah, that's the truth.

Megan, we better get a move on.

Goodbye, Jim.

Goodbye, Megan.