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[music playing]

I'll be right back, baby.

Hurry back, baby.

Whoa, whoa!

[silenced gunshots]

[theme music]

SGT. LANCE (VOICEOVER):
Sex, money, and murder--

they're a real thrill,
but riding those waves

is a scary thing to do.

You never know when there are
rocks under the waves or sharks

in the water circling, ready
to chew up all your well laid

plans.

I can't make up my mind.

Rita, if you were me,
which one would you pick?

Would you pick the
monohull or the cat?

Look, I am envious
enough already

that you're going on vacation.

Don't rub it in.
- No, come on.

I'm not.

Which one would you pick,
the monohull or the cat?

You really want my opinion?

Neither.

Come on, that's
not what I asked.

Trust me on this, Chris.

Sailing is way too
much work, right?

I mean, you're going to St.
Bart's with Jillian to relax.

So this is my advice.

You fry on the beach by day, and
you compare tan lines at night.

Rita, the Knowlton autopsy.

Oh, good.

I was here anyway, so I
figured I'd save you a trip.

Hey, Keisha, what do
you think, mono or cat?

You got an opinion on
this, or am I flying solo?

Ugh, do not ask
me about sailing.

When you've had the
kind of night I've had,

a choice in hulls becomes
less than a priority.

Though I am partial
to my monos myself.

What's wrong, you sick?

No, it's not me.

It's my little girl.

Poor thing.

She feels like dog meat.

Poor baby.

What's wrong with her?

The pediatrician calls
it "the Caribbean flu."

But it's more like the
OOBE flu, if you ask me.

The OOBE flu?

"Open on both ends."

Ugh!

I know I was up
all night with her.

I mean, she wakes up in
the middle of the night

to tell me she's sick.

And before she can
get the words out,

whoosh, she hurls all over me.

Ugh, that's a lovely picture.

And one I'd rather not see.

Look, I've been planning this
fantasy vacation for months,

and I would rather
not have those images

clouding my thoughts.

So if you could just--

Fine, fine.

Miss out on the
joys of parenthood.

See if I care.

[phone ringing]

Yeah, Sergeant Lance.

OK, we're on our way.

Where?

From the Royal Palm Motel.

And that's about 12 minutes
from here, and I'm off in 10.

Well, of course, if you need me?

Oh, no, no, no.

Really, you go on, have fun.

I'll stay behind and
muddle through somehow.

Mwah.

I knew you would understand.

Keisha, mwah.

See you later.

Caribbean fantasy
vacation, here I come.

[indistinct speech]

Thanks.

You OK?

Do I look OK?

Maybe I'll get lucky
and slip into a coma.

So who's our customer?

Yeah, he was a male
Caucasian, 30 to 35.

The manager said a
woman booked the room.

She paid cash.

Get this, the desk clerk
described her as blonde

5'5 and very well endowed.

Oh, God.

Color of eyes,
they can't recall,

but when it comes to bust
size, they never forget.

So anybody hear anything?
- Uh, no.

Not a peep.

This one has got silencer
written all over it.

Hm.

Excuse me.

Excuse us.

Thank you.

Well, that certainly
kicks it up a league.

Yeah, and it sure
nixes a hooker role.

Not too many girls out there
carry that kind of hardware.

Oh.

He is all yours, Keisha.

Hm.

Snowbird, by the looks of him.

He's probably about
5'10, 200 to 225.

Um, got scars at the appendix
and right knee areas.

There's another
lesion here where

a tattoo was probably removed.

Hm.

Decent-looking
guy except for that.

He's soft.

You'd think men would wise
up and spend a few minutes

working out every other day.

Yeah, well, this guy
can forget the gym.

He's not gonna be
hard ever again.

Hm.

Looks like he took three shots,
heavy caliber at close range.

I'm guessing 380, 9 mil, by
the amount of displacement.

Huh.

One in the chest and
two in the abdomen.

Huh.

Somebody had an axe to grind.

What about the woman?

Long blond hair.

Any ID?
- Nope.

His wallet is gone.

Listen, I need to get his prints
before you take him, all right?

MAN: Yes, ma'am.

So what time you
think he checked out?

10:00, maybe 10:30.

Liver temp'll narrow
it down, though.

Hey, Keisha, does
this look worn to you?

Yeah.

What about this?

No.

There's oil on Here

Interesting choice
of underarm deodorant.

No, I mean gun oil.

I think this guy carried a gun.

Cop?

Yeah, maybe.

New York City Transit authority

What did I tell you?

Snowbird.

So what we have is
one dead gun-toting

New York City subway rider.

That should narrow it down.

Right, so you had
no fares matching

that description at all.

So when does he get in?

OK, could you please have
him call me when he gets in?

Mm-hm.

Sergeant Lance.

Rita Lance.

Yeah, thanks.

Bye.

Hey, Cap.

So yeah, your
mysterious subway rider.

His name is Banning,
Jerry Banning.

Just got word from New York.

They IDed his prints.

So he's a cop?

No, he's a PI.

He worked for a ritzy
investigative outfit

called Meridian Security.

So what was he
doing down here?

Nobody knows.

His agency didn't even
know where he was.

The head of the company
is personally flying

down on the next airplane.

None of the cab companies
I've called so far

remember driving anybody
fitting Banning's description

to the motel that night.

Well, just stay with it.

Once his boss gets
here, we'll know more.

- All right.
- Hm, thanks.

Help yourself.

[bell chimes]

Hah-hah, thank you!

Hah-hah!

Paradise!

Four years, I've been
planning this vacation

and this place everything
I could have imagined.

So what do you wanna first?
- I dunno.

Well, come on.

We could snorkel, wind surf.

Hey, you know what?
We'll sail.

I've been thinking about
this long and hard.

I think the catamaran
is the way to go.

Hey, hey, hey, slow down.

You don't like to sail.
No, it's OK.

You'd probably get seasick.

Well, you know, we
can't forget sailing.

I love to sail.

I love it all.

We just don't have to
do it all right now.

Right.

We've got a week, a
whole incredible week.

And besides, you are gonna
have to conserve your energy,

because, you see, I have my
own plans for this vacation.

Oh.

Well, maybe I should let you
make all our vacation plans.

Good boy.

You just put
yourself in my hands.

Any luck?

Um, yeah, Cap.

I-- I found out Banning
was staying at the Sea

Ridge Motel for weeks.

Well, how'd you ever
track him to that dump

without a plastic trail?

From the cab
company that drove

him the night of the murder.
- Hm.

Unfortunately, the whole place
was tossed and wiped clean.

Somebody is awful
sensitive about why

Banning was down here.

Yeah, it certainly seems
that way, doesn't it?

But he did make a lot
of phone calls, so--

All right.

Good.

So if you need any help,
you let me know, all right?

OK, thanks, Cap.

Yeah.

I'm Tony Morella.

Meridian Security?

Uh-huh.

You must be Sergeant Lance.

Do you always make such a
flowery entrance, Mr. Morella?

Now, only when there's a
beautiful woman involved.

That's sweet.

And I thought chivalry was dead.

No, no.

So you're here about
Jerry Banning, right?

Yeah, yeah.

Jerry was an operative of Mine
He was a good man, Sergeant.

We're gonna miss him a Lot

You have any idea what
he was doing down here?

I haven't got a clue.

I figured you might be
able to shed some light.

I mean, it's not only
the great personal loss,

it's the-- well, the
company liability

I gotta be concerned about.
I figured you--

Hey, buddy!

I told you 100 times,
I'm allergic to roses!

Yet you keep tossing 'em around
here like some damn wood nymph!

Harry Lipschitz!

You were so sick all the time,
I figured you'd be dead by now!

Not a chance, Morella!

I'm gonna be sneezing
on your grave!

I know you will!

[laughter]

Oh, my God, Harry!

Rita, I want you
to meet my old friend

Champagne Tony Morella.

We used to work
together at NYPD.

[laughter]

This man, he's a
legend at the 38th.

The champion
moonlighter of all time.

Hey, Tony.

Yeah.

You remember the tow trucks?

[chuckling]

Hey, I offered you a piece
of the action, didn't I?

It's not my fault you said no.

You're still working
the angles, huh?

You run your own business now?

You're in the PI game?

You know, after
I retired, I found

myself missing the action.

You know, that juice you get
from working the streets?

Tony, you were the best.

Nobody could take a piece
of dung case like you

and spin it into pure silk.

Except for this one, Harry.

What?

I got nothing!

And I'm way outta my territory.

Jerry was a good kid, Harry.

I'd consider it a big
favor if-- well, if you

let me in on anything you got.

I'm sorry Mr. Morella.

I don't know that
we can share that.

Loosen up, Lance.

The man is family.

He was on the job for years.

You could tell him anything.

Well, really, the
only significant lead we

have is the motel phone logs.

Uh, we had, uh, nine
calls on his bill.

Six were to the
Hamilton Industries.

Some lasted as
long as 20 minutes.

Wait a minute.

The data processing
Hamilton Industries?

Yeah, that's the one.

See, there were
two to the residents

of the owner of that
company, Kenneth Hamilton.

And there was a
number in New York.

But all I get there is a
machine with a woman's voice.

I was thinking maybe
it was the girlfriend.

You know if he had one?

One?

He had dozens, but
that part of his life

he kept private from
everyone, including me.

You do good work,
Sergeant Lance.

Thank you.

Harry, how about
dinner tonight?

You're on.

[laughter]

SGT. LANCE: Hi I'm
Sergeant Lance,

Palm Beach Police Department.

MAN: I'll tell Mrs.
Hamilton you're here.

You have discriminating
taste, Sergeant.

Lance.

It's a very
expensive painting.

Art background?

Uh, yeah, a little.

Well, it shows.

So how can I help you?

A man named Jerry Banning
was found murdered at the Royal

Shore Motel two days ago.

Phone records from the
motel showed that he made

two phone calls to this number.

Both of them lasted
about five minutes.

Huh, that's very strange.

I don't know Mr. Banning.

And as far as the phone
goes, I don't answer it.

Well, who does?

Henry, my house man.

He logs all the calls
that we don't pick up.

You could talk to
him, if you like.

That would be great.

Henry?

Here, follow me.

Henry, do you
recall a Mr. Banning

calling in the last few days?

A Mr. Jerry Banning?

That name is not
familiar to me, Madam.

Are you sure?

Oh, very sure.

Could anyone else
have answered the phone

like, say, Mr. Hamilton?

Absolutely not.

I screen all of his calls.

Thank you, Henry.

Madam.

Um, who covers for
Henry on his day off?

Oh, we have a service.

I would love to speak
with Mr. Hamilton.

Is he around?

No, I'm afraid he's not.

He's out of town.

But he'll be back in a few days.

If you'd like, I'll have
him give you a call.

That would be great.

I'll give you a card.

Um, he can reach me at
that number there, OK?

And I'll just show myself out.

This is Keisha's fault.
She gave this to me.

Oh, relax, honey.

You have got an old
fashioned stomach flu.

Yeah, look, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for screwing
this vacation up.

Don't say that.

It's not your fault.
It couldn't be helped.

There's no sense in both
of us being cooped up.

Why don't you hit the beach?

I'll be fine.

You sure?

Yeah, it's your vacation too.

Well, if you
really don't mind,

I would like to get some sun.

Yeah.

Actually, I'd prefer you didn't
see me like This I don't even

wanna see myself like this.

Go on.

Oh.

Hm.

I'll check in
on you later, OK?

Yup.

See ya.

Oh, man.

Ugh.

Here it is.

Oh, sure, Jerry Banning,
the guy from New York.

I remember now.

He was applying for a job.

In your department?

Yes, if I recall, he came
from a security background.

Is there anything else
you can tell us about him?

What's to tell?

I spoke him on the phone,
interviewed him once.

Hell of a nice guy,
very qualified.

We probably would've hired
him, but he never followed up.

Well, there's a
good reason for that.

He's dead.

Harry, I can see why
you moved down here.

I mean, the weather
alone is worth it!

Please, Harry, tell me
you're not miserable.

Ah, it's not so bad.

[chortling]

You know, we made a life here.

Us, plus the half of New York
that's moved here with us.

[chuckling]

Which reminds me, we
finally figured out what

your boy Jerry was doing here.

What?

He was job hunting.

You're crazy.

I'm telling you, your Mr.
Banning was looking to move up.

Like where?

Hamilton Industries.

- Nah.
- What "nah"?

I'm telling you, Lance and
I Were there this morning.

They were gonna hire him.

Hah.

Some PI you are.

One of your best operatives
is out looking for a job,

and you don't have a clue.

[laughter]

Ah, Harry.

You know, you got a point.

The company's gotten
so big I can't

even handle it alone anymore.

Harry, how would you
like to come work for me?

What, are you
getting with me, Tony?

Listen, Harry, a lot of
my work is right down here.

You can head up the
southern branch of Meridian

right here in Palm Beach.

I can't think of a
better man for it.

Listen, Harry, you
write your own ticket.

I'll double your salary,
full pension, medical, perks.

Come on, Tony, take
it easy, will you?

My head is spinning here.

Come on, it'll
be like old times.

We'll have a ball.

What do you say?

It sounds terrific.

I don't know, Tony.

I don't-- I don't know.

I'll tell you what,
you think it over.

Talk it over with Fran.

Will you do that for me?

Yeah.

[laughter]

Salut!

L'chaim.

You know that--

that spot on me?

It's itching again.

I want you to scratch it.

What's the matter, baby?

Don't you want me?

I got a lot on my mind.

You're worried
about the police.

They haven't got a clue.

Then why are they
sniffing around?

It's their job
to ask questions.

Banning was looking for a job.

You were gonna give him one.

End of story.

The servants.

Gone.

I gave them the day off.

Do you ever think
we might have bitten

off more than we can chew?

There isn't anything
that I can't chew.

[shutter clicks]

Mr. Hamilton?

Hi, I'm-- I'm Sergeant Lance.

That just goes to show
you how old fashioned I am.

I was expecting a man.

Are you disappointed?

Not at all.

I've learned to appreciate
the pleasant surprises

life has to offer.

Now, what can I do for you?

Actually, I wanted to ask you
a few questions, if I could.

I-- I came by, but
you were out of town.

Seattle.

Yeah, I got back
just last night.

You know, I keep saying I'm
gonna cut back on my travel,

but I never do.

Old habits die hard, you know.

Yeah.

So what was it you wanted
to ask me, Sergeant Lance?

Yes.

Do you know a man
named Jerry Banning?

No.

Should I?

Well, he was a
private investigator

who was being considered for a
security job with your company.

Why the past tense, Sergeant?

He was murdered.

I was hoping you could tell
me something about him.

That's terrible.

But no, I-- I--

I can't be of help there.

My chief of security
would know, Dan Tarr.

Have you spoken to him?

Yes, see, I wanted
to speak with you, sir.

Banning made some phone
calls to this house.

Neither your wife nor Henry
remember receiving them,

so that leaves you.

He called here?

He spoke to someone for
several minutes each Time

Well, I can assure
you, it wasn't me.

I'll have to, uh, look into it.

Well, I'm sorry I couldn't
have been more help.

No, I-- I
appreciate your time.

Yeah.

This is for you.

It's called "double delight."

I sense it's appropriate
in your case.

Oh, thank you.

You've been quite a
pleasant surprise yourself.

Sergeant Lance, I
didn't know you were here.

Um, actually, I'm--

I'm just getting ready to leave.

Mr. Hamilton, Mrs. Hamilton.

Honey, is
everything all right?

Everything is fine.

Just fine.

Oh, you poor thing.

You look awful.

Well, actually,
I feel much better.

Gave up praying for my
death a couple hours ago,

and now I'm content just to hang
on in misery a while longer.

Can I do anything for you?

No, it's nice to know that
you were thinking about me.

What do you mean?

What do you mean,
what do I mean?

You know exactly what I mean.

Why are you looking
at me like that?

OK, out with it!

What's bothering you?

Nothing.

You know, nothing important.

Chris, I know you
better than that.

When you say that,
it's always important.

I saw you talking to that
muscle head over there,

and I was wondering
if you were--

If I was what?

Attracted to that guy.

[laughter]

God, you are so cute.

Well, I don't feel
so cute right now.

The answer is no.

I love you, and only you.

Besides, the guy has
the IQ of broccoli.

[laughter]

Well, in that case, I--

I think I'll go to the restroom.

Hey, what was that?

Hey, Keisha, you OK?

Ah.

So listen, next time
you leave the seat down,

and it won't hit
you on the head.

Yeah.
Listen, I gotta go.

You take care.

Bye.

Hey, Cap, I think
I got something.

On Banning?

Yeah, something
wasn't tracking for me,

so I pulled all the phone
records on the Hamilton estate.

And?

And there were a
lot of outgoing calls

at Dan Tarr's house.

Hamilton's security chief.

The one and only.

Also, a lot of the calls
were made very late at night.

So you think Hamilton
and Tarr might be--

No, a very high
probability, Captain.

All right, even
if that's true,

what's the connection
to Banning?

Well, I'm thinking maybe
it's the New York number

he called from the motel.

The lady on the
answering machine.

Yeah, I got a name
back from the Manhattan

reverse directory.

Ray Washburn.

I've been trying to call,
but she's not there.

I was thinking maybe she's
a client of Banning's.

Well, I'm seeing
Tony for lunch.

I'll ask if the
name rings a bell.

OK Cap?

You seem a little
preoccupied today.

Is everything OK?

No, no.

I'm fine.

Rita, come into my
office for a minute.

Rita, I need your
advice about something,

but you've gotta promise me
it's strictly confidential.

Sure, what's up?

Tony wants me to run
an office of his company

down here for him.

It'd be twice the bucks,
perks, the whole works.

Wow.

So that's a-- that's
a good thing, right?

Yeah, I suppose.

I mean, I talked it
over with Franny,

and she said she'd
back me either way.

So-- so what's
the problem, then?

I don't know.

It'd be tough to
start over again.

You know, new people, new faces.

We'd hate to see you go, Cap.

But you know, I mean, if the
money is that much better,

I'm sure you'd adjust.

Oh, yeah.

There's no question about that.

It's-- it's the people
here, the chemistry.

You know, it's special.

Look.

Rita, I may not show this,
but I actually look forward

to coming to work every
day, to know I'm gonna

see my friends, you and Chris.

No amount of money can ever
guarantee me that again.

We'd really hate
to see you go, Cap.

So what-- what would
you do if you were me?

I mean, would you go with
him or stay on the job?

What kept you?

I've been waiting forever.

Your old man kept me over
to discuss the security team

in the new building.

Guy never stops.

I don't know how he
keeps it up at his age.

Well, what he can't
do, you do for him.

That's why you're here, right?

Mm!

Yes.

Shall we go to the state room?

No, right here is just fine.

Oh, yes.

Well, well, well.

Isn't this a lovely sight.

Who the hell are you?

What are you doing here?

Ah, be careful.

We wouldn't wanna have a
silly accident, would we?

I have something I
think will interest you.

Who are you?

And what do you want?

Well, who I am
isn't important, but--

well, except to mention
that Jerry Banning was

am associate of mine.

I don't mind if I do.

Ah.

Oh, that's good.

[chuckling]

What I want is $5 million.

Now, that's a bargain
when you consider what

I have to offer you in return.

What is this crap?

Shut up, Dan.

And what would that be?

Well, you're the
smart one, huh?

I figured it was you.

I'm flattered.

Now, what are you pitching?

Your husband's only offspring.

Now, I think the old man will
be tickled to death to learn

that he finally has a real
live heir to leave all

of his billions to, don't you?

Oh, just in case junior here
comes up with some crazy ideas,

I took out a little
insurance policy on myself.

Now, in the event of
my untimely death,

my office has been
notified to deliver

those pictures to your
husband and his lawyers.

But I'm betting that you're a
reasonable woman, aren't you?

So how am I supposed to
get that kind of money?

Oh, I think you can get
just about anything you want.

But that's not my problem.

It'll have to be
in installments.

Oh, I think we could figure
out a reasonable payment plan.

Oh, that's what I
love about champagne.

It goes with just about
any kind of celebration.

Ahem.

So Cap, did you, uh, ask Tony?

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

He never heard of Ray Washburn.

Anything on your end?

Well, I, uh, tried to
check her out with the NYPD,

but nobody up there would give
me the time of Day nice town

you come from, Cap.

Bite your tongue.

It's heaven to me.

Listen, uh, I think
I need to go up there

and do the legwork myself.

No, that's way
out of jurisdiction.

I don't think the department
would go for that.

They would if you approve it.

I had no idea.

Is he gonna be all right?

Oh, don't worry about Jerry.

He's strong as a bull.

Uh, he'll be laid
up for a while,

but, uh, he'll be just fine.

In the meantime, he asked
me to get in touch with you

to let you know that I'll
be taking over the case.

I'm so happy you called.

I was convinced he
had abandoned me.

Jerry?

No, Jerry is an old pro.

He'd stick with this case,
even if it killed him.

So is it true, then?

What you said about my father?

That he's alive and
right here in Palm Beach?

Oh, sure.

Well, we're 95% sure.

We're waiting for information.

One more source, and
then we'll be certain.

Now, until then, I want you to
sit tight and wait for my call.

I can't believe it.

After all these years.

I'm so happy.

You don't know how
much this means to me.

I can't thank you enough.

You already have, my dear.

$5 million should
keep this guy quiet

Lauren, are you listening to me?

You know he's gonna
come back for more.

No, I'm not gonna let
some goombah in a designer

suit blow this deal for us.

You said no one'd get hurt.

Then we put the PI
on a cold trail.

Murder wasn't supposed
to be part of the deal!

Nothing is for free, baby.

You, me, $100 million?

Don't you think that's
worth a few bodies?

Right now, your
body's the one I want.

You want me and the money,
you have to kill them.

All right, Lauren.

This is it.

I'll kill Morella
and the girl for you.

And you're mine forever.

But never again.

Sure, I hear her
phone ring all the time,

but I don't answer it.

We have separate lines,
answering machines.

I'm sure if it's
important, she'll

call you when she comes back.

Thanks.

Actually, I can't
really wait that long.

I need to get back
to Palm Beach.

[laughter]

What's so funny?

That's where she
is, Palm Beach.

What is she doing there?

Uh, something about
finding her birth father.

Ray's real mother
gave her up at birth.

So when her adopted mother
died, she went on this quest

to find her real father.

She's obsessed with it.

And she hired herself
a private investigator

to help her.

Yeah, this guy Banning.

Leaves a message, says
he's in Palm Beach,

and that he's found
her real father.

And then nothing.

So she went down to Palm
Beach to look for him.

You have any idea
where she's staying?

Beats me.

I haven't heard from
her since she left.

Why?

Is she all right?

Uh, I don't know.

Hm.

Is there any way I can help?

Yeah, um, do you have any
idea if she had a credit card?

[knocking on door]

You look stunning.

Ah, you think he'll like it?

I think he'll love it.

Shall we?

Hey, Cap.

Listen, my trip to
New York paid off.

I found out that credit
card bill check I did,

it showed that Ray Washburn
charged a round trip ticket

to Palm Beach about a week ago.

She is currently checked
into the Vista Hotel.

Uh-huh.

Did you try calling?

Well, yeah, but
no one's there.

So you think she
might be in danger.

If Lauren and Tarr killed
Banning to make sure she didn't

get reunited with her father,
stands to reason they're

gonna try to go after her too.

I was afraid you'd say that.

Here's something, Cap.

It's a letter from Banning.

He says he'll be able to
verify if her father lives her

within a week.

Oh, no.

Tony.

He was playing me all along,
and I was too stupid to see it.

The friendship, the job.

He was playing me
like a damn fiddle.

Sorry.

Not half as sorry as I am.

Excuse me, sir.

It's Sergeant Lance.

She says it's very important.

Thank you, Henry.

How can I help you,
Sergeant Lance?

I was wondering
if you could tell me

where I could reach your wife.

It's really important
that I speak with her.

I believe she's
out on the boat.

Is she with Dan Tarr?

Yes, Tarr always goes
along to help with the boat.

I feel safer with him there.

Where do you dock your boat?

At the Seawall Marina.

It's, uh, slip 48.

Why, is there a problem?

Hello?

I lost him, Cap.
- All right, forget about him.

We don't have the time.

We know where we have to go.

Something wrong, sir?

I don't know.

Bring the car around for
me, Henry, would you?

Certainly.

This is the marina.

You didn't say anything
about meeting him here.

Well, your father wanted
it to be a surprise.

Are we meeting
him at his boat?

You'll see.

Oh, God, we are, aren't we?

Is that the surprise?

Sure.

That's the surprise.

Mr. Banning's mentioned that
one of the men he was zeroing

in on owned a big yacht.

Your father's loaded,
that's for sure.

I hope he knows I'm not
interested in his money,

you know?

I just-- I just wanna
get to know him.

[chuckling]

There they are.

Start the engines.

Come on, let's go.

I'll get his attention.

You go around behind.

Right.

Please slow down.

I'm having trouble
keeping up with you.

- Come on, let's go.
- You're hurting me.

I said, move!

Let go of me!

Ugh.

Tony, you let her go!

Harry, I was gonna call you.

I was just taking the lady
up to meet her father.

Save it, Tony.

Let her go, and you move away.

I'm afraid not, Harry.

Come on, it's
all finished, Tony.

You let her go.

She's an innocent
party in all of this.

Stay back, Harry, or the
top of her head comes off!

Oh, please don't kill me.

Tarr!

Let's get the hell outta here.

I'll get the lines.

What are you gonna do,
a fugitive at your age?

No money, no place to go?

It would just be a
matter of time, Tony.

The only way it's gonna work,
Harry, is if you cut me a deal.

Cut me a deal, Harry!

Or the girl dies.

CAPT. LIPSCHITZ:
Wouldn't be smart, Tony.

You kill her, you got
nothing to bargain with.

Come on, eh?

You're slipping.

Don't play with me, Harry.

I don't like that.

Hey, Harry.

I'll give you the other two.

Then you and me, we
cut ourselves a deal.

What do you say?

CAPT. LIPSCHITZ:
Can't do it, Tony.

No deal!

Big mistake, Harry!

CAPT. LIPSCHITZ: I
don't think so, Tony!

Get down behind the
boat and stay there!

Harry!

Harry, maybe we can
work something out.

What do you say?

Shut your mouth, you son of a
bitch, or I'll shut it for you!

Dan!

Dan, come on!

Don't move!

Come on, turn around.

Put your hands behind your back.

Rita!

Mr. Hamilton,
I'm really sorry.

There is no fool like an
old fool, Sergeant Lance.

I knew about Lauren in my heart.

I just didn't wanna believe it.

Well, you're a nice man.

You deserve better.

No, that's it for me.

I'm too old for another romance.

But are you too old for love?

I have someone I'd
like you to meet.

Mr. Hamilton, this is Ray
Washburn, your daughter.

Ray, this is Kenneth Hamilton.

Uh, I know this is a shock.

Um, do you think maybe we could
go someplace and-- and talk?

Yeah, let's do that.

I envy them.

Cap, you all right?

No, one of my idols
just bit the dust.

Why don't I drive
you home, huh?

Thanks.

Well, hey there, partner.

Welcome back to civilization.

Yeah.

- So did you have a good time?
- Terrific.

You got the postcards?

Yeah, I sure did.

You know, actually,
I was surprised

you had time to write.

You know, with all the
sailing, surfing, snorkeling.

All that.

Yep, go, go, go,
the whole time.

Go, go, go, you sly dog.

[chuckling]

You got in all your sporting
activities without ever

leaving your hotel room, huh?

Which explains your lack
of a suntan, am I right?

[chuckling]

You know me too well, Cap.

It's interesting.

I just, uh, got off
the phone with Jillian.

And she said the
same thing, that it

was go, go, go all week long.

Oh, there were a
couple of moments there

I thought I was gonna die.

That good, huh?

Pssh, sure, with all
those tropical breezes

and the fruit drinks, huh?

They push the libido
to uncharted regions.

I had the flu, OK?

You can both laugh now.

Hm, I've never been so
sick in my entire life.

I spent my entire
vacation worshipping

the porcelain throne.

Must have caught it from Keisha.

[laughter]

See, I knew that I would get no
sympathy from either one of you

two.

We care, Lorenzo!

We care deeply!

Right.

No, Rita.

As a matter of fact,
that we feel terrible!

Don't we, Rita?
- Yeah, Cap.

We-- we do.

We feel absolutely-- ooh.

Terrible.

You know what?

I gotta run.

[chuckling]

Hey, don't worry!

Oh, it'll go away
in about a week.

Wait a minute.

If you caught it
from Rita and Keisha,

that means that
somewhere out there,

there's a flu bug
with my name on it.

I gotta call Franny.

[chuckling]
- He who laughs last.

Oh.

Oh, this isn't fair.

There is no justice.

None.

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