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Well?

Look, it wasn't my fault.

I mean, I thought I had
her here in Santa Barbara.

But some guy got in
the way just as I shot.

So you missed? No, no, no!

I nicked her in the arm.

I was in the hotel
window with the rifle.

By the time I got to the
street, she was already gone.

But she didn't get away.

I traced her to a car
rental agency here

and she took out
a dark gray sedan,

license 559 M-J-I.

And she asked about Ojai.

Ojai.

She's gone back to tell Jaime
Sommers she's her mother.

After all these years?

Suppose the Sommers
girl believes her?

Then we might
have to kill 'em both.

I brought you something,
Jaime. Do you like it?

Okay, okay, here we
go. Oh, that's good.

Good, Jaime.

No, no. You know you hit it...

Oh, that's wonderful,
Jaime. That's wonderful.

Good, Jaime. That's good.

Hello? WOMAN: Is
this Jaime Sommers?

There was a problem at
the cemetery last night.

I'm sorry to bother
you this early,

but your parents'
graves were vandalized.

What?

Could you come
right over, please?

Hello?

Is this Jaime Sommers?
Jaime Sommers?

Jaime? Jaime?

Puzzles?

Where is Puzzles?

Jaime, have you seen Puzzles?

Here, Puzzles! Puzzles!
Come on, Puzzles!

Puzzles!

Mother?

You could've
imagined it all, Jaime.

Helen, it wasn't a dream.

I'm sure it wasn't.

It was her voice.

And I only got a
glimpse of the face,

but I swear it looked
just like my mother.

Honey, I want to believe you.

But I was at the
funeral, and so were you.

Maybe it was the power of
suggestion with the dream starting it...

Starting what? An entire
train of hallucinations?

Well, all things considered,

I don't see how she was there.

Do you?

Look, Jaime, Oscar's at
the base. Let's call him.

No! What are you gonna tell him?

Helen, I am not hearing
bells that aren't ringing,

or voices that aren't talking,

and I am not seeing
people that weren't there.

Look, I know you're
trying to help me,

but you're really not
making things any easier.

I'm trying to.

Jaime, you've admitted to
having emotional problems,

and you know, funny,
little troubles, you called it.

Helen, what are you...

I didn't say that. You did.

What I mean is, you've
had memory problems

about Steve and other things.

Oscar and Rudy asked
me to keep an eye on you.

Keep an eye on me?

Yes. So they might catch any new
problem early, for your own good.

Oh, that's really cute.

Now they've got you
spying on me. Spying?

We all care for you.

We don't want anything
to happen to you.

Well, I'll make that unanimous.

What about Puzzles?
He isn't dead.

Helen, I felt his fur
with my own hand.

I petted him, I saw
his name on his tag.

Oh, Puzzles is possible.

Remember, he used to run
away from our house all the time

after the accident and
go over to the old house.

Yes, you could've
seen him recently.

Recently? Helen, I saw him
two hours ago in the cemetery.

Do you know that if
what you're saying is true,

I can't trust my own mind?

I didn't say that.

Because you love me.

But that's what it all
boils down to, isn't it?

Where're you going?

To my old house to find Puzzles!

Maybe seeing him will tell me
if he was really there or if I was.

Jaime...

Jaime! Don't dig up the flowers.

A girl has just as much
right to dig as a boy.

It's part of her development.

I wouldn't be wild about a
son digging up my roses either.

Jaime.

Hi.

Hi, Mrs. Noah. How are you?

Oh, I'm just fine.

Good to see you. You, too.

I was wondering when you'd
come by and see the old place.

Come on in.

No, I just dropped by to
see Puzzles. Is he around?

Right there.

Hello.

You haven't been around
to see much of him either.

No, I haven't.

Has he been behaving himself?

Oh, yes.

He still chases jack
rabbits occasionally.

Hasn't caught one
for about eight years.

Does he ever play around
the cemetery, Mrs. Noah?

Not that I know of.

I can remember when I
used to be his favorite toy.

Ah.

Okay. Thank you very
much. It was nice to see you.

Jaime, come back and see me.

The door is always open for you.

Thank you.

Mother?

Mother?

Helen?

Hello, dear.

Helen, I wasn't
imagining it all. I just...

Look who just dropped by.

Hi. So you called
him anyway, huh?

I would have been angry
with her if she hadn't.

Helen, would you excuse
us for a moment, please?

Certainly.

It was awfully nice of you to
drop all the nation's problems

and come over here, Oscar.

Were you afraid I had
blown a fuse literally?

I usually carry a spare
for my bionic friends.

You know, I feel
like I am getting

special treatment number five.

First you relax the subject,

and then you gently tell her

that she needs a room
with mattress wallpaper in it.

Why don't you sit down?

Sit down.

After Helen called
me, I talked to Rudy.

He says you're imagining.

Sounds a lot better
than hallucinating.

Rudy thinks that that
subconscious is working now.

Now, you remember I gave
you a dossier about your past life.

When I gave you that dossier,

there were some
things I left out,

things I couldn't tell you

because I was afraid
it might shock you,

that you weren't ready for it.

Now, the problem we've got is,

we don't know if that accident

drove this, what I'm about
to tell you, out of your mind,

or whether you didn't
know about it at all.

Now, I'm going to tell you
the truth about your parents.

They worked for the university.

They were college professors.

But your mother was
also an undercover agent

for the United
States government.

What? Top echelon,

political science.

Read it.

The last sentence there.

Oh, my God!

Oscar...

I never knew about any of this.

You didn't? No, I didn't.

I'm sorry, Jaime.

I guess I shouldn't
have told you.

You see, we thought that dream

made this information surface,

and all these things that
are here were coming up,

and by telling you
about your parents

would destroy the mystery of it.

I'm afraid that

we've just made things worse.

No, you haven't.

Because I did see that
car again, Oscar. I did!

Jaime, that woman
exists only in your dreams

and on these pages.

I don't know what to think.

Jaime...

Take it easy, will you?

Rest.

Read some of this stuff, and...

I'll call you in a
couple of hours.

I have to leave.

But I brought you something,
Jaime. Do you like it?

What could she hope to gain

by finally telling Jaime
Sommers she's her mother?

Money! She's broke!

She needs money
to run any further.

We should be in
Ojai in about an hour.

You said you
shot her in the arm.

How badly was she hit?

I couldn't tell. But the
next time I won't miss.

I brought you something,
Jaime. Do you like it?

Hello? Jaime,
this is Betty Noah.

The strangest
thing just happened.

What is it?

Well, this woman came by
and asked to see the house.

And it was really kind of weird.

She knew where every stick of
furniture was when we moved in.

And then she asked
to see your old room,

and asked a lot of
questions about you.

Now, I hope you
won't think I'm crazy,

but I could've sworn I was
talking to your mother's ghost.

Is she still there?

No. She said she was
in town for one day,

and that she was
gonna pay last respects

to an old friend,
and then leave.

Who is this old
friend? Did she say?

Well, I was so shook
up I didn't want to pry.

Look, another funny thing.

I noticed in the car a
bouquet of yellow roses,

and they looked like the roses

from the old bushes
around the house.

Jaime?

Last respects?

Oh. No, please. Who are you?

Let me go!

Tell me who you are! No, please.

I didn't want you to see me.

Please. Please let me go.

Mother?

No. No.

Are you my mother?

Are you my mother?

Oh, Jaime.

Oh, yes.

So, why isn't this
information in our files?

Because the records are sealed

and everything
pertaining to the case

is stored at the
CBI in Los Angeles.

Well, get them.

Well, us underlings can't bring this
kind of a mountain to Muhammad.

Now, you control the thing,

but you've gotta
sign it out personally.

All right. Get my
helicopter on the pad.

I'm going to Los Angeles.

Hello?

Helen, this is Oscar.
Is Jaime there?

Well, no, she isn't. I just
came by to see how she is.

Now, look, don't ask for answers

that I can't give you
to these questions,

but as incredible
as this may sound,

the woman that's buried in that
cemetery may not be Jaime's mother.

What?

It seems there were two Anns.

I just... I just
wanted to see you

and then leave.

I don't understand.

If you didn't die, then
who did I see buried here?

It won't do you any
good to know that, Jaime.

Well, if I'm your daughter, I
think you owe me an explanation.

Yes, of course.

You're right.

But not here.

What's... What's
wrong with your arm?

Nothing. Nothing.

Hey, you want to stop
for coffee or something?

Nah, keep going.

I want to get this
thing over with.

Her name was Chris Stuart.

She was with your
father in the accident.

And the people who caused
that accident were after me.

There was something in a
dossier about them being murdered.

Jaime, you'll have
to understand it

in the context of that
time, it was the early 1950s,

the Cold War was very hot,

and there was a lot of
paranoia in the country.

Those of us in undercover work

thought we were doing
something important

and that it was
worth the sacrifice.

We were all afraid
that the country

was being undermined
by foreign agents,

and what we
feared didn't happen.

So, I suppose in retrospect,

it all seems very foolish now.

What are you scared of?

Nothing.

Look, can't we just stop
driving for a while and talk?

All right.

If you turn off to the
right up here on this road,

there's an old barn.

Oh, sure, the old Hanson place.

Remember when I caught
you hanging from those rafters?

Why do all mothers think
their children are suicidal?

What was this Chris
Stuart doing with my father?

I needed a cover so I could
attend conferences secretly.

People didn't realize then
how saturated this country was...

Government agents in the
universities, everywhere.

So the department
found an actress

who looked enough
like me to be my sister.

And plastic surgery
improved on that.

You don't believe me, do you?

Well, if what you say is true,

then how do I know
you're not Chris?

It wouldn't matter if I were.

In all the ways that count,

I'm as dead as
Chris and your father.

No, I don't believe you.

Maybe there were things
that I didn't know about her,

but the mother that I remember

first of all, self-pity
was not one of her traits,

and secondly she
loved me very much

and she would have
come back somehow.

She would have at
least tried to see me.

Don't you think I did?

I was at your high
school graduation.

I watched your first tournament.

You took the center court
match, six-love, six-love.

And I watched what the
Elgins were giving you.

I saw you with Steve.

You were building a good life.

You were going somewhere.

Should I have taken all of
that away from you, Jaime?

Was that any kind of love?

What did I have to offer you?

Well, I'm sorry you don't know.

Well, maybe I do
know better than you.

The government decided I
could go on working and be useful

only if I was believed dead.

They erased my existence.

They sealed off my
records, as they politely call it.

Jaime, I was doing
it for my country!

For your country? What
about for your daughter?

The people who killed
Chris and your father

wouldn't have stopped if
they'd known I was alive.

They wouldn't have hesitated
to kill you to get to me.

Well, then why have
you come back now?

I didn't intend
for you to see me.

Oh, well, what does it
all matter now anyway?

Jaime, there's no reason
for you to accept this on faith.

But you like Helen,
and you trust her.

Let's go and see her.

Jaime, where have
you been? Oscar...

Hello, Helen.

Ann?

Then it is really you?

The shattered remains.

Oscar called. He... He
said he has reason to believe

that Ann could be alive.

The old furniture looks
good in the new place.

I was telling you 10
years ago to sell it.

I was telling you...

To mind my own business.

That you were
comfortable with it.

Oh, Helen.

You saved Jaime's racket!

Oh.

I meant to get that thing fixed.

Helen.

Is she my mother?

Oh, Jaime, I
honestly don't know.

Please help me.

And tell me something that only
my real mother could possibly know.

On... On the day
of the accident,

before your dad and I

went to meet Chris,

I gave you a present.

You're my mother.

Jaime. Oh, Jaime.

Well, that confirms it.
There were two of them.

You know, it beats me why
there was no positive ID made

at the time of the accident.

I guess they just
presumed that it was Ann.

Call up Legal, Russ.

I want to get a court
order to open up that grave.

I want to confirm that Chris
Stuart is indeed in there.

Then we can start
looking for Ann.

If she has surfaced,

the other side wants her, too.

Even more than we do.

Steve and I were
gonna be married,

but I had a sky diving accident.

Sky diving accident?
You were badly hurt?

Yes. But, you
know, in some ways,

these legs are a lot better
than the ones you gave me.

They're artificial?

Well, yes, but
they're bionic, Mom.

Bionic? I don't
understand. What is bionic?

Well, bionic is...

It's something you're just
gonna have to see to believe.

That's all there is to it.

Now, Steve calls me
the highest form of the art.

However, I'm not quite so sure
how scientific he means that.

Mom, do you remember how I
used to fall out of trees all the time?

Yeah.

Watch this.

Hi.

Oh.

Well, here I am,
your little girl.

With a four on the floor
and a 3.7 differential.

See this? That
is very strong, too.

You know, Mom, we really are

like mother like daughter.

You see, I died

and they brought
me back to life.

And, now, you've come back, too.

Oh, Jaime.

Hey, come on. I thought
we were gonna be happy.

Well, I am.

I am happy. Happy to be here...

Glad to have this time with you.

This time? Mother, come on.

We have the whole
rest of our lives.

Now, I have some terrific plans.

First of all, you're
gonna move in with us,

and then we're gonna
pick up where we left off.

No, that's not possible, Jaime.

Oh, God! Oh, how I wish it were.

What are you afraid of?

Nothing. Oh, God.

I am so emotional.

I am just so happy to be here.

Mother, I can see
you have a problem.

Why won't you share it with me?

Jaime...

After my usefulness to
the government was over,

they finally let me go.

I burned my bridges,

and I had to find a job

to survive.

So I... I wound up

working for the
other side. Not...

Not the group that killed
your father, of course,

but still the other side.

You became a double agent?

That's right.

An embarrassment to both sides

and now hunted by both sides.

That's why I can't include
you in my plans, Jaime.

It would be too dangerous.

I can't bring you down with me.

I'm not gonna lose
you again, Mom.

We don't have anything
to say about that, Jaime.

Hey, do you remember the
man that Helen spoke of?

He can help us. His
name is Oscar Goldman,

and he works for the OSI.

Help us?

Jaime, he'd put me in prison,
and I couldn't stand that.

You see, I'm...
I'm too old for that.

Mother, he's a friend.

He has to take
orders, doesn't he?

Everybody does.

All right. Look, I promise,

I won't say anything to him.

But we're gonna have to
buy us some time, okay?

Come on! Where?
Where're we going?

Well, take your choice. New
York, Chicago, Dubuque?

Hello.

Jaime, I've been
trying to reach you.

Where are you?

Oh, hi, Oscar. I was
just taking a walk.

You know, trying
to work things out.

Well, I owe you an apology.

You weren't imagining things.

Has your mother been
trying to contact you?

My mother? No.

Well, if she does, I'm
at the cemetery here.

Get through to me right away.

What's up, Oscar?

Well, we're confirming
the body of a woman

named Chris Stuart is
buried in your mother's grave.

Now, I'll be there in
about a half an hour.

I'll explain the whole thing.

Meanwhile, stay there.

All right. I won't
move. Bye-bye.

I told you. I've got no future.

We'll figure something out.

You know, Mom, we're very lucky.

I had some pretty good
paydays on the tennis tour.

Of course, I've got all my
money scattered around

in a whole bunch of different
savings and loan companies.

I didn't want to lose my
whole $20 on one crash.

Just like your father.

Wait a minute.
Somebody's coming.

It's them. They're here.

They finally caught up with me.

Hold it!

Mom, go start the car.

Come on. Let's go.

Hey, what happened to the car?

What the heck do I know?

But we need
another car right now.

All right. Go on.
Keep it going, huh?

Yeah. All right.

What've you got?

You're not gonna like
it, Oscar, but here it is.

God! Are you sure
there's not some mistake?

Dental charts were conclusive.

The body in that
grave is Ann Sommers.

It's Jaime's real mother.

Well, the woman who's surfaced
then must be Chris Stuart.

And if that's true,
Jaime's in a lot of trouble.

Come on. Let's get out of here.

Get that motor started.

Let's go now. Hit it.

Check the plates on that
car and phone them in.

Jaime. Helen, where's Jaime?

I don't know.

That car outside, do you
know anything about it?

No. No, I don't.

Oscar, the woman
Jaime saw is her...

Is an imposter.

Her name is Chris Stuart.

She was Ann Sommers' double.

Oh, no!

She was here. Oh, I
should've called you,

but she looked so much like Ann.

Oh, I should've known better.

Helen, let me ask
you a question.

Do you think that

Jaime would tell Chris
about her bionics?

I don't know.

But she does think
that Chris is her mother.

When our government
let Chris go,

she went to work
for the other side.

She's been selling them
information, mostly false, for years.

We'd arrest her,
they'd kill her.

She's that desperate.

Knowing about Jaime's bionics

gives her the one
hold she needs on life.

Then you think she might sell Jaime
to them, is that what you're saying?

Voilà!

How much is in here?

Oh, round figure's
about $2,624.15.

You know, the next bank is
just down the street a little...

No, no, no. This will be enough.

I don't think so, Mom.
'Cause once you get there,

you're gonna have
to live, you know.

No!

Jaime, I didn't come here
to take all your money.

Well, it's our money. You
paid for the tennis lessons.

Jaime, I've got to
tell you something.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

I guess we've all got to
do what we have to do.

What are you talking about?

Look, if that's
enough money, fine.

But we have to get you to
the airport, so let's go, all right?

Okay.

This is Oscar Goldman speaking.

I want an all-points
bulletin out

on a Chris Stuart,
alias Ann Sommers.

Now, I want
everybody in on this.

The OSI, the MP's,

the California Highway Patrol,
the local police. Everybody!

It's funny.

All my life,

nothing I ever
planned turned out.

All the best things that
ever happened to me,

just sort of happened.

Like today, being here with you.

Can you imagine me
being here with you?

Let me handle this, Mom.

No. No.

I'll talk to them.
You stay here.

Mother! Stay!

- Hello, Vic.
- Hello, Chris.

Hello, Chris. Chris. Chris.

Oh, Chris.

It was a sucker move
to come back here.

I'd have had more trouble
finding you otherwise.

I've never been smart, Vic.

Not even surprised to see me?

No, no, I knew I
would, if not today,

tomorrow, next week, sometime.

Let's not drag this out. You
know I've got a job to do.

Get the girl.

You're not gonna kill her, too.

You got her into this.

You're both one, as
far as I'm concerned.

Vic, I think you ought
to know something.

She's innocent. She doesn't
know anything about this.

I told her who I was and she
lent me some money, that's all.

Look, nobody will miss
me, but they'll miss her.

Won't they? I mean,
they'll try to find her.

Through her they'll
trace me right to you.

Come on, Vic, don't be sloppy.

Loose ends aren't your style.

I just don't want
her to see you do it.

Vic, she's a school
teacher in a hick town.

Alive she's no problem to you.

What about these? How're
you gonna explain them?

I'll take care of it.

I just want to say
goodbye to her. Okay?

Don't tell her anything else.

Don't worry. I'm
all out of tricks.

Jaime, these men
are from the FBI.

And I've got to go with them.

But everything
will be all right.

You understand?

You just stay here
until after we're gone

and nothing will
happen to you either.

I'll see you soon.

Goodbye, baby.

Not quite goodbye yet.

Jaime, look out!

Are you all right? Jaime...

We've got to get
you to a hospital.

Jaime, I've got to
tell you something.

All right. Don't talk now.

I'm not your mother.

I know, Chris.

Oh, God.

Hello.

Brought you some flowers.

For old time's sake.

Chris, Oscar
just told me that...

That you can get a light
sentence or even suspension,

if you'd help out with
some information.

Guess nothing's gonna
cheer you up, is it?

Why didn't you turn me over to
those men when you had a chance?

I mean, you could have been
home free, named your own price.

You know,

you were about two years old

when I first saw you.

Ann did let me take
care of you sometimes.

When we were all together.

She and I started
sharing so much.

She told me she was
buying you that locket.

The times I spent
here in the Ojai Valley

were the best times of my life.

Ann was the best
friend I ever had.

I loved her, I admired
her, I wanted to be like her.

I didn't come back
here to cheat you.

I knew it was only a matter
of days before they found me.

So, I just came crawling back

to the only place
I'd ever felt safe

and loved.

I would have helped you if you
had told me who you really were.

I know that. Oh, Jaime.

I was so tired of being me.

When I pretended to be
Ann, and you believed me...

Oh, it was so lovely.
It was an escape.

It was my big moment.

You were my baby, if
only for a few seconds.

I finally... I finally got
to be your real mother.

Helen.

Oh, hi, Jaime.

Hi.

How is she? I think
she's gonna be fine.

I'm ashamed to admit
it, but I wasn't very happy

when I thought she was Ann.

Isn't it terrible?
I was jealous.

Oh.

I didn't really want anyone
taking my place with you.

Well, Mom, come on.
Mothers aren't like used cars.

You know, you don't just
change models on a whim.

You mean, I'm
locked into the job?

No, I mean you're stuck with it.

And don't tell me you
haven't been known

to think along
those lines yourself.

Remember the time
I got a D in math?

Or the time that I bumped the
fender on your brand new car?

You don't get to share
those joys with anybody.

Is that a promise?

You bet.

Oh, you're a sweetheart.

I love you.

I love you very much, too.