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This is my boss,

Jonathan hart, a self-made millionaire.

He's quite a guy.

This is Mrs. H. She's gorgeous.

She's one lady who knows how to take care of herself.

By the way, my name is Max.

I take care of both of them,

which ain't easy, 'cause when they met...

It was murder.

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[Fred] Here they come, Larry.

[Larry] Yeah.

- [Jonathan grunts] - How did it go?

Oh, it's beautiful.

Clear as a bell.

[Larry] What do you think of it, boss?

The balance is incredible.

And the way that gyro holds it steady...

And in that surge, it's pretty terrific.

[Larry] When do we show it to the Navy?

Well, you're the man that's been working with it.

What do you think? Any problems?

Just like it came off the drawing board.

Well, then why don't we cut a little bit of film together and make a presentation.

Good idea.

[Jennifer] Oh, and Larry...

I wouldn't be at all disappointed

if that Esther Williams ballet of mine

wound up on the cutting room floor.

[All chuckle]

Hey, what is this thing?

[Larry] That's a new breathing apparatus we're working on.

You can breathe out of that thing?

You get two minutes of air.

Safety device, in case you get a failure in your main unit. Take it with you,

try it the next time you're down.

Yeah, I will. Thanks. Well, darling, think we'd better go?

Yeah.

A good idea not to overdo it the first day.

- [Larry] You get it? - [Fred] Yeah.

[Jonathan] See you guys later.

[Motor starts]

[Fred] Where you going?

[Larry] There's still a couple hundred feet left on the magazine.

I'm gonna bang it off so we can get it into the lab tonight.

My tanks are out.

Well, so, get a little sun.

You know better than to dive alone, don't you?

Oh, come on, Fred.

Save it for your students.

Sorry, Larry.

Should have warned you about that stingray.

Hello, there.

[Jonathan] How are you doing, Duffy?

- Throw me your line there, Mrs. Hart. - Okay.

We'll tie you. That's the girl.

You have a good time?

Oh, it was wonderful.

Tell me, how was the diving?

Oh, it was great.

A whole other world down there.

Did you find any loose money floating around?

What are you talking about?

He's talking about that old wreck we were swimming around.

- Yeah? - That belongs to Robert ambrose.

The legendary embezzler himself.

What, that pile of junk?

He was just off the largos, you know.

Used to be his own private little island.

Deserted now.

He was just a couple of miles from security.

He went down in a freak storm.

Him and all that stolen money.

Really? Huh.

Well, that's justice for you.

Well...

If you believe he's dead.

What are you talking about?

You think he's alive?

And living the good life?

I will bet you 200 million on it.

Well, duff, I hate to put you down,

but that's the kind of romance

that goes along with every sunken galleon.

I'm not the only one with an imagination.

You know, when it first went down,

there were divers swarming all over that bucket.

They find anything?

Not change for a nickel.

Couple of 'em paid the pipers too.

What do you mean?

Sharks.

And this one poor fellow

got tangled up in the hull.

How terrible.

Sure put a cramp on diving for dollars. [Chuckles]

Right over here.

Where's your tanks?

Left them in the boat with Fred.

Hop right in there, I'll take you to the hotel.

[Man] There you are, my pet.

How was the fishing?

The sharks were biting.

Anyone we know?

And the camera?

I left it.

But I opened it.

It's probably a fishbowl by now.

One would think these treasure hunters

would have gotten the message by now.

I told you,

hart's not interested in the boat.

It's just a subject for his new camera.

We couldn't risk that, now, could we?

By the way, Fred,

you were shooting for two weeks.

What happened to the rest of the footage?

It's in a safe place.

I think this film would be safer

in my possession.

Whatever you say, Mr. Beaumont.

Yes, I'll drink to that.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Good soup.

Not at all fishy...

- For fish soup. - Mm.

You know, I was just thinking about Duffy.

He really is a cute old guy, isn't he?

He certainly is fascinated

by that Robert ambrose story.

[Jonathan] Well, that's understandable.

After all, ambrose did pull off

the greatest white-collar caper of the 20th century

before he went down in that old wreck.

If he did.

[Jonathan] You know, darling,

he could be dining with us

even as we eat.

Yes, he could.

But then again,

with all that money,

he could also have had his face rearranged.

Welcome to kapalua bay, Mr. Hart.

Thank you.

Oh, that's the right year, but it's the wrong wine.

We ordered the margaux.

Ah. Compliments of Mr. Beaumont.

Oh. Who is Mr. Beaumont? The manager?

No. Nor the tourist board either.

[Laughs]

Forgive me for intruding.

I'm Roger beaumont, Mr. Hart.

How do you do? This is my wife, uh, Jennifer.

Ah, Mrs. Hart.

I'm sorry, but have we met before?

Oh, our paths have crossed many times

in Los Angeles and New York.

But, uh, unfortunately,

we've never been formally introduced.

I have followed your meteoric rise

in the world of commerce

with admiration, Mr. Hart.

And a touch of envy.

Uh, although, I've given all that up

[chuckles] In favor of the life here.

[Jennifer] Really?

Well, it's certainly understandable.

It's beautifully tranquil.

[Beaumont] Yes.

And occasionally... boring.

[Chuckles]

Which leads me to the purpose of this seduction.

I thought, if it were possible,

you might take dinner at my home tomorrow evening?

I've asked my good friend Miranda

and a few select guests,

whom I'm sure you'll find rather interesting.

Uh, that would be interesting.

But, uh, unfortunately,

we're leaving tomorrow evening.

Well, then I shan't steal another moment

of your precious vacation.

Perhaps when you're back this way, maybe then?

Perhaps.

Thank you for the wine.

My pleasure. Good evening.

He's a pleasant man.

Wouldn't it be interesting

if he were Robert ambrose?

Darling, you sound like a woman

desperately in need of romance.

- I do? - Mm-hmm.

I thought you'd never ask.

[Chuckles]

[Jennifer] Ooh.

[Jonathan] I have an idea.

[Chuckles] What?

Why don't we hang all these perishables on a tree

and save ourselves a big cleaning bill.

Ooh. Well...

What would the chamber of commerce have to say?

- They'll have to find their own tree. - [Laughing]

Mm.

[Jennifer screams]

Larry! Larry!

He's dead.

[Jonathan] We were testing a prototype camera

my company was developing for the Navy.

[Man] And you, Mr., uh, raskin, you own the dive shop by the bay?

Yes, sir.

I knew Larry from Vietnam.

He came down to test the camera, and he needed a diving buddy.

So if you were his diving buddy,

why was he down there without you?

My tanks were out.

I warned him about diving alone, but...

Larry was very independent.

And when Larry failed to come up,

what did you do?

[Fred] I made a couple of free dives, but I couldn't get deep enough.

So I went for fresh tanks.

It was dark when I got back, and Larry was gone.

I can't believe that Larry could swim two miles

with that awful knife wound.

Larry was a seal in Vietnam.

What's that?

The seals, they were a special forces

attached to the Navy.

Guys could do almost anything.

They could drop behind enemy lines, pick up a wounded pilot,

carry him three miles on their back.

They're really superhuman guys.

Were you a seal, Mr. Raskin?

Yeah, I was.

They were considered to be among

the world's most efficient assassins, weren't they?

I suppose.

Well, if your friend Larry was one of them,

it says a lot for whoever killed him.

[Jennifer] Jonathan, are you sure you wanna spend this entire vacation underwater?

[Jonathan] Listen, darling, the sooner we find that camera, the better.

Unless the killer has already beaten us to it.

Did you find anything?

[Jonathan] Yeah.

Just what I expected.

Oh, my.

He wasn't taking no chances, was he?

[Grunts]

[Duffy] How's your camera?

[Jonathan] It ought to be all right.

Didn't the water get to the film?

No, the magazine is watertight.

Duffy, can you take us to the photo lab?

Yes, sir, I can do that.

Darling, why couldn't Fred find that camera yesterday?

Underwater, in the dark,

even bright orange gets pretty gray.

[Jennifer] There's still something strange about his story.

Why did he run out of air?

He was diving the same amount of time as Larry was.

You think Fred killed your cameraman?

I don't know.

I'll tell you what, I bet you the whole thing has something to do with ambrose Booty.

Maybe there is a curse on that old wreck.

No, I don't believe in all that malarkey.

Still, as the saying goes, you never know.

[Car doors close]

[Door closes]

[Engine starts]

[Beaumont] "Shark bait."

"Nothing left of him."

Isn't that what you guaranteed me?

Mr. Beaumont, it was impossible that he...

Really?

Larry was a pretty determined guy.

A survivor.

Yes, Fred.

He survived,

just long enough to put us in a hell of a mess.

And, Miranda,

my dear...

You likened that camera to a...

What was it you called it? A fishbowl, wasn't it?

The camera was flooded, Mr. Beaumont.

[Beaumont] Yes.

And like your friend, Larry,

the film survived.

Roger, no one is ever gonna recognize me

with that mask on.

[Beaumont] Indeed.

And what about the wreck?

Hart won't notice anything.

Oh! Is that another of your reliable speculations?

I want all the film on my desk this afternoon.

Am I understood?

Yes, sir.

Now, get out of here. You've made me tired.

[Laughs]

[Laughs]

That's not bad.

You look real cute.

Not much of a bucket for a man with that kind of money.

Oh, maybe he's trying to keep a low profile.

Look at that.

[Duffy] I'll be damned.

[Jennifer] It's a woman.

It most certainly is.

[Duffy] What's that?

Blood.

I asked the lab to make up dupes of the footage.

Maybe she's a local.

Although, it's tough to make her out.

Right, chief. Talk to you later.

Well, we have an urgent message from Fred

to call him at the dive shop.

Just the man I wanna talk to.

Hello, operator.

This is Jonathan hart. We're in suite 1200.

May I have, uh...

2-3-3-7-8.

2-3-3-7-8, please?

You're not crossing him off your list of suspects, are you?

Well, one thing's for sure:

Fred never looked that good in a tank suit.

Oh, hi, Fred.

You'll never guess what showed up on Larry's footage.

[Fred] A woman.

Right.

Well, if you find that interesting,

what we shot the last couple weeks will be

invaluable to you.

How invaluable?

I'd say it's worth at least 200 million.

But to you, bargain rates.

Fifty thousand.

Why would I wanna pay $50,000 for my own film?

What?

Why would they kill Larry to keep you from getting it?

And if they knew about this call,

they'd kill me too.

The old Buddhist cemetery, 4:00 sharp.

And hart...

No funny stuff.

Come on. We're gonna cash a very large traveler's check.

[Duffy] You folks do whatever you have to do.

Just take your time. I'll wait right here for you.

It's all there.

You can count it.

Careful.

It's got blood on it.

I trust you.

If you don't mind, I'd like to take a look.

[Grunts]

[Duffy] Hurry now! Hurry! Come and hop in!

We'll get you out of here. Lay low. Lay low, now.

Ready to go. Step right in!

[Gun clicking]

[Tires screeching]

Darling, how many times are we gonna watch this?

Until we figure it out.

[Duffy] That old tub ain't exactly the Andrea doria.

Well, I can't see what's worth $50,000,

let alone 200 million.

What's it made out of, gold?

Kim, stop it, will you?

Will you take it back a little bit?

It's not what you see,

it's what you don't see.

Okay, stop it there, will you?

And start it forward.

Have you been watching

what's happening to that stern rail?

That's two days ago.

The next day, the 17th.

It's almost gone.

[Jonathan] And that's the 19th.

And it's all gone.

And there goes the wheel.

I'll be darned.

Again, Mr. Hart?

No, thanks, Kim.

I think you said it, darling.

What?

That boat is made of gold.

You know what I think?

I think they converted the money to gold

because it's less perishable.

So ambrose did it.

He pulled it off, didn't he?

Well, I don't know whether he stayed around for the harvest,

but someone is mining that boat.

[Jennifer] Why would he go to all that trouble?

He was a wanted man. Hmm?

He sails to an island

where there's no extradition agreement.

But he plays it safe. Just in case he gets picked up along the way,

he doesn't wanna get caught holding the moneybag.

So he traded the cash in for gold.

And he had that melted down into fittings,

for that old wreck.

[Duffy] Oh, I love it.

I love it! And all them divers

looking for a trunk full of money. [Chuckles]

Kim, can you have a couple of dupes made up right away for us?

Sure thing, Mr. Hart.

Duffy, will you stick around

and take 'em over to captain navarro for me?

Where are you going?

I'm going to talk to a man about another boat.

Darling?

I can't believe what you're telling me.

All those fixtures made of solid gold?

I'll bet on it.

It's funny.

That wreck's been nothing but a headache.

I understand that the coast guard has plans to raise it.

That's right. The, uh, red tape's being processed now.

Captain...

I'd like you to do me a favor.

I'd like you to push the clock up.

Uh, Mr. Hart, you were a commander in the Navy.

You know how these things work.

I don't actually want you to do it, I want you to give the impression

to our gold-mining friends.

Oh.

You see, we have reason to believe

that they had something to do with the death of our cameraman.

We're gonna take out an article in the paper tomorrow that hart industries is involved

in the salvaging of the ambrose wreck.

With the permission of the coast guard.

Well, you, uh, realize you're placing yourself

in a rather, uh, precarious position.

Now, I have no jurisdiction to back you up.

To say nothing of the fact that I've got some of my own gold on the line:

My stripes.

Captain...

Have you ever considered entering private industry?

Duffy.

Duffy!

- [Grunting] - Duffy. What happened?

It was two of 'em, a fella and a lady.

[Kim groans]

Kim. Are you all right?

Uh, yeah.

Did you recognize 'em?

I never seen the fella before.

I think the lady may be the girl on the film.

The film...

Kim, where's our film?

It's gone, Mr. Hart.

That's what they were after.

That settles it. We're not waiting for the coast guard.

First thing in the morning, we're gonna dive for our own souvenir.

Good morning, my dear.

I thank you

for your excellent work last night.

All the footage seems to be there.

You don't think getting the film back is gonna stop 'em.

Yes, I'm afraid you're right.

I know you don't read newspapers, my pet...

But I thought you might be interested

in a small item in this morning's edition.

Apparently, Mr. Hart has taken advantage

of his influence with the coast guard.

What are you gonna do?

I'm afraid it's time to squelch

Mr. Hart's untimely interest in diving...

Permanently.

[Organ music playing]

Oh. Did you enjoy your swim?

Except for the barracuda.

I think this belongs to you.

It gets a little heavy after you've been swimming with it for a couple of miles.

[Beaumont] Yes. So my people tell me.

[Jennifer] Tell us, Mr. Beaumont,

are you really Robert ambrose?

No, darling.

He's Robert ambrose.

[Man] That's right, Mr. Hart.

I am Robert ambrose.

Well, it was awfully considerate of them

to go to our hotel room and steal us a change of clothes.

There must have been some method to his consideration.

You won't be needing those.

Oh?

No more diving today?

I didn't say that.

Shall we?

Ah, there you are.

And looking none the worse for wear either.

Please, sit down.

You know, I think I liked you better as Duffy.

I can understand your antipathy, Mrs. Hart.

I really don't enjoy being deceitful.

"Deceitful."

That's an interesting word.

Did you expose that side of your personality

to the people that you embezzled that $200 million from?

I'm afraid we're getting off on the wrong foot, Mr. Hart.

And I so seldom have the opportunity to dine with outsiders.

I shouldn't wonder.

After all, you are dead.

Would you hand me Mr. Hart's glass, please?

And do try the crab.

My chef does something very special with it.

Correct me if I'm wrong,

but do we have the pleasure of having lunch

with the infamous Robert ambrose

because the dessert is going to be final?

Now, you are determined to spoil this lunch, aren't you?

Your prospecting days are over, ambrose.

Both the coast guard and the police know exactly what you're up to.

You won't be able to take another ounce off that old wreck.

Then I imagine it's time for me to retire to my island,

which is beyond us jurisdiction, as you may know.

They can't touch me.

But you won't be able to leave it.

Robert ambrose can't.

Duffy can.

As long as the only people who can connect the two

aren't around anymore.

I had so hoped that this would be a delightful luncheon.

I tried to be civil.

I even saved your life once.

Out of arrogance, I suppose.

Mr. Beaumont had determined that it was time for you to die.

And that is a decision that only I will make.

So now, Mr. Hart,

Mrs. Hart...

[As Duffy] It's time for old Duffy to take you diving.

Not another diving accident. Isn't that getting a little monotonous?

Oh, now, you hush your palaver, Mr. Hart.

Come along with old Duffy, if you will, please.

Mrs. Hart, Mr. Hart,

right this way, if you don't mind.

Okay, let's get your gear on, masks, fins, everything.

Sorry we couldn't fill your tanks.

We're fresh out today.

Come on, get your wet suits on now.

I think I left my flippers up front.

Roger, they jumped!

[Beaumont] Can you see them?

No. Circle back.

[Ambrose] Don't let 'em get away!

You gotta find 'em!

Help!

[Beaumont] Don't!

It must look like an accident!

Where is he?

I can't find him!

I can't... help!

Oh, help me, pl...

[Grunts]

[Grunts]

I'll get the key. You get in the boat.

[Grunts]

[Motor starts]

[All shouting]

Uh, hi, there. Did you fix it?

Uh, yeah.

Oh, yeah? Well, thanks. Let me try it out.

[Engine starts]

Sure.

[Woman screams]

[Indistinct shouting]

[Gurgling]

Help me.

I can't swim.

Just when you thought it was safe to go back in the water.

[Jennifer chuckling]

[Jennifer] Oh, dear, for a peaceful island paradise,

this has been anything but.

Well, that's all behind us.

Do we really have to rush home?

Darling, can't keep the Navy waiting.

They are anxious to get the results

of the tests on the camera.

I just thought we could have a little bit more...

Romance.

You know...

Cool tropical breezes.

Midnight swims.

Palm trees.

Look at this!

A bottle.

It's ancient. It must have been floating around there for years.

There's a note in there.

Read it.

"Dear Mr. and Mrs. Hart..."

"Sorry about the unfortunate experience with your driver,

but that's what happens...

[Both] "When you leave trusty old Max at home."

[Both laugh]

- That's cute. - Yeah?

You did that, didn't you?

- Yeah. - You did that.

- Uh-huh. - I'm gonna get you.

- Oh, no. - Yeah.

- No. - [Both laughing]

[Laughing]

[Laughing]