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(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(MACHINES HUM)

(HUMMING INCREASES)

MAN: Are we just about ready?

MAN 2: Just about.

(LOW WARBLING TONE)

(BEEPING)

(STEADY TONE)

I'm getting some abnormal spikes on Jarecki's brainwave readout, Dr. Randolph.

What are the alternatives?

We could move the operation closer to the Research Facility...

and not use the booster at all.

Of course, it wouldn't be as safe, but...

No, no. I don't like that.

Well then, we could reduce the amount of electrical energy we're putting into his brain.

And we're doing so well.

I'd hate to give our employers half a laser weapon.

They'd be very unhappy.

We wouldn't be as wealthy as we planned.

Let's just keep on going.

FLIGHT COM: It's looks good at NASA One.

B- 52 >PILOT: Roger.

BCS Arm switch is on.

FLIGHT COM: Okay, Victor.

B-52 PILOT: Landing Rocket Arm switch is on. Here comes the throttle.

Circuit breakers in.

STEVE: We have separation.

B-52 PILOT: Inboard and outboards are on.

I'm comin' forward with the side stick.

FLIGHT COM: Looks good.

PILOT: Ah, Roger.

STEVE: I've got a blowout in damper three.

SR-71 PILOT: Get your pitch to zero.

STEVE: Pitch is out. I can't hold altitude!

B-52 PILOT: Correction. Alpha Hold is all“. Threat selector is emergency.

STEVE: Flight Com. I can't hold it! She's breaking up! She's breaking...

ANNOUNCER: Steve Austin. Astronaut.

A man barely alive.

Gentlemen, we can rebuild him.

We have the technology.

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

Steve Austin will be that man.

Better than he was before.

Better, stronger, faster.

(MAIN TITLE THEME)

(EERIE MUSIC)

(HONKS HORN)

Steve, thank God you came.

What is it, Harry? What's going on?

They're after me, Steve.

Who's after you?

You didn't tell anyone, did you?

Tell anyone what?

About me.

About me flying in from the coast. No.

Are you sure? Look, Harry...

Look, I have to know. I don't know who I can trust and who I can't trust.

Are you kidding?

Do I look like I'm kidding?

Do I usually call you from a phone booth...

and tell you to meet me in an all night garage in Washington?

Harry, you've pulled more practical jokes...

on the guys in Oscar's office than anyone I know.

Well, the joke is over.

Get in the car.

Won't do any good.

Let's go, Harry.

Harry's not going anywhere.

(BIONIC SOUND EFFECT)

Steve! How in the world did you do that?

I was lucky. The hood was practically falling off.

Yeah, but, even so...

Why are they after you, Harry?

They think I'm selling secrets.

Steve, me! Who?

Who? The Government.

And I don't know how to convince them that they're wrong, but...

The government? You mean, these are government agents?

Yeah, but...

Harry, I'm a government agent.

I know that, but what's the difference?

All right, nobody move.

What happened?

I don't know, he pulled something off of the car and hit us with it.

You're from Oscar Goldman's office and you're beating up Federal agents?

I can explain that. Save it.

There'll be an inquiry when | make my report.

I'm going to have to see your identification.

Military Intelligence.

Where are you taking Harry?

Butt out, Austin. You're in enough trouble as it is.

Steve, help me.

Okay, Harry.

Do you think I like this any better than you do?

Well, I don't.

It doesn't help to knock around military intelligence agents either.

Harry Green was a friend of mine for a long time.

Was? What, have you've written him off already, Oscar?

Harry's been building a laser weapon for us for the past two years...

and we've been building an underground testing facility...

just as fast as he can get the paperwork done.

Do you have any evidence against Harry, or don't you?

This is a blow up of an aerial photograph that was taken by one of our satellites...

as it flew over the Ukraine last week.

Exact duplicate of Harry's design and what we're building underground.

There's no way Harry Green would sell our secrets, Oscar. No way.

The California research lab where Harry's working...

we've got tighter security than we've ever had before.

We change the employees every three months at the underground testing facility.

That still doesn't prove that Harry sold them the information.

There isn't one employee that knows enough about this project...

to make a dime off it!

We've seen to that. Harry's the only one that knows it all.

There must be some other explanation.

I admire your loyalty, Steve, but...

Never mind my loyalty.

I saw the look on Harry's face when they took him away.

Your suspicions, men following him all across the country?

Harry lives for his work. You destory that.

Look at that photograph again.

See that area marked in red?

It's the only piece of hardware that they've got that we haven't.

That's a laser pulse regulator.

And when | asked Harry about it, you know what he said?

He said I thought about it a couple times, but I never put it down on paper.

Can you believe that?

"I thought about it." It was his own design.

He admitted it!

He only made one slip up. He gave it to them before he gave it to us.

I'm sorry, Steve, but there's no other explanation.

Wait a minute. You said he thought about it but never wrote it down?

Yes.

There might be one other explanation.

E.S.P.

I don't believe in mind reading. I never have.

Oscar, E.S.P, is not mind reading.

What is it, then?

Mind reading is something a greasy haired guy...

with a worn out tuxedo does at the county fair.

E.S.P, is different.

It isn't to me.

I don't understand you, Oscar.

You're in charge of some of the most far out scientific projects this country's got going.

But when it comes to E.S.P...

your head's back in the dark ages.

Just because some of your fellow astronauts...

have been experimenting with E.S.P, in space...

Right.

People on earth read the thoughts of our guys on the moon.

Now if they can do that...

somebody could have been reading Harry Green's mind.

Highly unlikely, pal.

LUND: A person who has extrasensory perception...

has the ability to acquire knowledge about something...

that was hidden from his senses.

Something he did not see or hear or touch.

Oscar doesn't believe in E.S.P... Charlie.

That's okay.

The first E.S.P. tests were done way back in the 1930s at Duke University.

Most people are able to identify the symbol correctly...

on an average of one time out of five.

Would you care to try, Mr. Goldman?

No thank you, Doctor.

There are a few people in the world who, after years of testing...

are able to identify the symbol correctly on an average of three times out of five.

I consider it guessing, Doctor, nothing more.

Oscar, two people, hundreds of miles apart...

have been able to read each others thoughts with an unusual accuracy.

What do you call that? It's pre-arranged, isn't it?

The time and day this whole thing is supposed to take place?

Right, but...

And the people are willing and anxious to take part in this experiment?

Then you don't believe that a person's mind could be read.

His actual thoughts be known unless he was willing?

That's exactly what I think.

Well, I guess there's only one way to change your mind. Oscar.

What?

Hi.

Hi.

Audrey, this is Steve Austin.

Audrey. And Oscar Goldman.

How do you do, Audrey?

Hi.

While we've been talking, Mr. Goldman...

Audrey, who has a very high E.S.P. ability has been reading your thoughts.

It was my idea, Oscar, not Charlie's.

Do you think we could get on with this? I have a French final to study for.

Sure. Go ahead, Audrey.

Wait a minute. Steve?

She's got a French final to study for, Oscar.

Come on, Audrey. Let's hear the unwilling Mr. Goldman's thoughts.

You were wondering how you let yourself get talked into this.

Anyway, Harry Green's guilty. You're sure of it.

You're going to have a big lunch today. You deserve it after all this...

Expletive deleted.

If Logan doesn't solve the rotation velocity problem on the microwave probe...

you're thinking of firing him.

You want your budget increased to 15 million...

otherwise the high resolution holography project is going to be cancelled.

And now you're thinking...

This is, uh...

Incredible!

That's the word.

She's got more.

May I have those papers, please?

Thank you, Audrey.

You any good at French?

Sorry.

Thanks anyway. See ya.

How many other people are there like that in the world, Doctor?

Some countries are very secretive about their super extrasensory perceptives...

but, I'd guess four or five.

I'd like their names, please. Okay.

Would it be possible for Audrey to accompany us to the west coast?

That's what we had in mind.

And one more question, Doctor.

What's the maximum distance she can be from her subject and still be accurate?

We've only tested her telepathic abilities up to a half mile or so.

Some experimentation has been performed attempting to electrically boost...

any E.S.P. person's brain power and range...

but that's very dangerous.

Thank you very much, Doctor.

I'll be in touch.

OSCAR ON PHONE: This is Oscar Goldman.

I want Hany Green released and brought to my office immediately.

MAN: Yes sir, Mr. Goldman.

Her name is Audrey Moss.

She's convinced me that E.S.P. spying is really possible.

So we think there's someone out there...

someone near to where you're working.

Someone who's been reading your thoughts.

Someone who has been literally stealing your ideas.

That's incredible.

I want you to forget about the laser weapon.

Okay, but then what do I do?

I want you to look at this. I want you to read it.

I want you to think about it. I want you to work on it.

And I don't want you to think of anything else. Just this.

What is it?

It's a series of formulas and schematics...

that we put in a computer and out comes a project...

that's very similar to the laser weapon.

The only thing is, what it does, in fact, is lead to a dead end.

While the E.S.P. spy is reading your thoughts...

I'll be with our E.S.P. expert trying to find the spy.

Don't you think it would be simpler to send me off to the Bahamas or Alaska...

and let me keep on working on the laser weapon from there?

It'll never be good, Harry, until we get an adequate defense against E.S.P. spying.

They found you before...

they'll find you again, pal.

You're right.

It all seems so bizarre.

Here's wishing us all luck. Thanks, Steve.

You bet.

Thanks.

Well, I wish that our E.S.P. spy...

had a beard, was fifty years old and smoked a pipe.

Charlie Lund says she's the best in the country.

Here are your tickets.

You'll leave tomorrow morning, international airport...

with Miss Moss.

She'll be going on a separate plane.

It'll be safer that way.

You'll be staying on the beach in a motel near the research facility.

Miss Moss, she'll be staying... Yeah, she told me.

With her grandmother in Los Angeles, who bowls 210 regularly and is a vegetarian.

What can I tell you?

(PHONE RINGS)

Hello?

This is George.

Yes, go ahead.

Hany Green's been released and he's gone back to work.

Is that right?

And with a clean bill of health.

Oh, that's much better.

Steve Austin's being sent out to investigate.

Who? Steve Austin.

He's with Oscar Goldman's office.

We'll take every precaution.

Harry Green is back at his desk...

as though nothing happened.

Do they suspect?

They sent one of Oscar Goldman's men out to try and find us: Steve Austin.

One man? Alone?

We don't know, but we'll find out.

Won't we, Mr. Jarecki?

OSCAR (VO): Someone who's been literally stealing your ideas.

I want you to forget about the laser weapon.

I want you to look at this. I want you to read it.

I want you to think about it. I want you to work on it.

I don't want you to think of anything else. Just this.

(STEADY BEEPING)

(MACHINES HUM)

PIERCE: Mr. Jarecki, I want you to concentrate on Steve Austin.

We need to know the area he is in now.

Everything's fine.

Harry's at his desk, working away.

OSCAR: What about Miss Moss?

She's checking a few houses along the beach.

Any word yet on who their E.S.P. person is?

Based on the information that Charlie Lund gave us...

we've accounted for all but two of the known...

super E.S.P. types around the world.

We're trying to get photographs of them now.

That's good.

Who you got backstopping me?

The man that tracked Harry from California, George Vant.

Good enough. I'll check with you later.

RANDOLPH: Thank you, Mr. Jarecki.

We'll see that our agent gets this information immediately.

(BIONIC EYE SOUND EFFECT)

Hi. Hi.

Nothing.

You checked the houses in this section of the beach?

Every one.

Too many bills and not enough money.

Wives repressing their anger against their husbands...

husbands repressing their anger against their wives...

and a few people tripping out on drugs.

Nothing.

How're you at English Lit?

Terrible.

Say, how does this thing work?

You're reading people's thoughts, do you turn it on and off or what?

I don't know, actually.

Charlie Lund has been trying to figure that out for the last three years.

I just relax, like I was in a warm bath...

and close my eyes...

and these things just come to me...

as clear as though people were talking to me.

How long've you been able to do it?

I was about three or four, I think.

They thought I was crazy or something.

Always telling them stories about what people were thinking.

They sent me to doctors and psychiatrists and all sorts of people.

Thought I was an oddball.

I guess I am, sort of.

At least my friends think I'm kinky.

But it doesn't really bother me.

I suppose you've been reading my thoughts?

Nope. I never do with my friends.

Can you imagine all the fights I could get into?

Them saying one thing and me knowing all the time...

they were thinking something else.

That's very wise.

One of those guys is thinking...

(HIGH-PITCHED TONE)

about all the money he's going to make for...

getting rid of us.

Anybody says anything, I just stopped and started talking to you, you hear?

What?

Just listen to me. You don't know me, you never saw me before, okay?

Okay, but...

Nice talking to you.

(GROANS)

(BIONIC SOUND EFFECT)

(YELLS)

AUDREY: Steve! Behind you!

(BIONIC SOUND EFFECT)

(BIONIC SOUND EFFECT)

(YELLS)

How did you do that?

That was fantastic, Steve! That was fantastic!

OSCAR (VO): Someone near to where you're working.

Someone who's been reading your thoughts.

Someone who's been literally stealing your ideas.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(HIGH-PITCHED TONE)

Sorry. Nothing.

Not your fault.

Steve, don't worry about me. I can take care of myself.

Thought you didn't get into your friend's heads.

| make exceptions in rare cases.

Maybe the man in the research place stopped working.

No, he's got another hour yet.

(PHONE RINGS)

Yeah.

Say, you're really in a foul mood.

Well, this morning three bums dressed like surfers tried to beat my brains out.

Audrey and I have been burning up a tank of gas this afternoon...

cruising around beach houses and come up with nothing.

Tell me this. How far have you travelled away from the Research Facility?

About a mile in each direction.

Well, no wonder.

Huh?

Your friend, Charlie Lund, and I just figured it out.

The man you're looking for is a man called Jarecki. Yugoslavian.

Lund found out that he had been experimenting...

with power boosters attached to his brain.

You get it? Power boosters.

So that he can read someone's thoughts as far as five or six miles away.

Jarecki tried to get asylum in this country but he was kidnapped.

He's a valuable man, Steve.

We've got to rescue him from whoever's holding him.

Okay.

Cheer up, pal.

It bothers me that those three bums jumped me.

How did they know about us?

I'll get George on it right away.

Okay, Oscar. I'll talk to you tomorrow morning.

Yeah, be careful.

When you going to tell me how you threw that guy so far?

When you're old enough.

You're a rat.

I'm old enough to know what 'bionic' means?

Audrey, stop messing around in my mind.

Okay. Okay.

Jarecki is asleep.

His brain waves have returned to normal.

Good.

I still think we should move in closer and do away with the booster.

I'll worry about that.

Were today's laser notes delivered to the airport on time?

Yes, sir. I took care of it myself.

Good.

Then we only have one problem: Mr. Austin.

What do you propose to do about him, George?

The three guys I sent to discourage him blew it.

Nothing to do now but kill him.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

AUDREY: A child planning to run away.

(HIGH-PITCHED TONE)

Someone working on a crossword puzzle.

(HIGH-PITCHED TONE)

Someone trying to forget what he did last night...

but not succeeding.

Someone planning on overthrowing the Chinese government. Single-handedly.

Audrey, will you stop fooling around?

(GIGGLES)

Just wanted to see if you were paying attention.

(HIGH-PITCHED TONE)

Someone planning a vacation to Switzerland.

AUDREY: A woman who's misplaced her glasses.

(MACHINE POWERING DOWN)

(PHONE RINGS)

Yes?

Austin never came back to his motel.

And he must've changed cars...

because the one he was using is still there.

Okay, so he got smart.

It's not going to be easy to find him now.

I disagree. He's obviously looking for us.

All you have to do is post your men on the streets around the house...

pick him up before he gets to us.

I guess so.

You're getting lazy, George, working so long for the government.

Too many years of having other people think for you.

Come on, George. Use your intelligence.

I'm paying you enough for that, aren't I?

AUDREY: Guy thinking about proposing to his girl.

(HIGH-PITCHED TONE)

Someone practicing piano.

(HIGH-PITCHED TONE)

Steve? Why did we have to change cars?

Oscar's paying you to work.

You're still afraid I'm going to get hurt, aren't you?

Oscar Goldman was the one that made you into a bionic man.

Audrey...

(HIGH-PITCHED TONE)

Someone's trying to figure out a way to save money on his income taxes.

AUDREY: A couple of kids fighting over which TV show to watch.

Steve! Stop!

(HIGH-PITCHED TONE)

That's it, isn't it? I did it!

You sure did.

(BIONIC EYE SOUND EFFECT)

Steve, what are we gonna do now?

We? We have come to the parting of the ways. Fork in the road.

You're kidding.

(TIRES SCREECH)

(SERVICE BELL RINGS)

(TIRES SCREECH)

Okay. First, telephone Oscar, here's his private number.

Tell him the address of the house, it's...

900 Starvista Road...

Right. Tell him I've gone on ahead.

He's to call out the troops and get over there fast.

Here's some money.

You call a cab, get back to your grandmother's and pick up your clothes.

Tell the cabdriver to wait while you pack.

You're a rat.

You kiss your grandmother goodbye, get back in that cab...

and get to the airport, take the first plane to Washington.

You understand?

I'll miss everything.

You're not to talk to anyone, be friendly with anyone...

but you have to get on that plane. Okay?

Okay. I'll tell you all about it when | get back to Washington.

You will? You bet.

Get going.

Steve? Be careful.

Get out of here.

(PHONE RINGS)

OS CAR: Hello?

AUDREY: Hello? Mr. Goldman?

This is he.

This is Audrey Moss.

Steve told me to call and tell you...

that we found the house and to call out the troops.

Where is the house?

The address is 900 Starvista Road.

Be careful, Audrey.

Okay.

Get me George Vant in California.

GEORGE: Any sign of Austin?

MAN: Nothing yet.

Keep looking.

(PHONE BUZZES)

GK seven-two. Go ahead.

OSCAR: George, this is Oscar.

Steve has found their E. S. P. expert.

That's great, Mr. Goldman.

The address is nine zero zero Starvista, Malibu. You got it?

Nine zero zero Starvista, Malibu.

All right, you better get over there right away.

Call the local police. Steve is on his way.

I'll get on it immediately, Mr. Goldman.

GK seven-two.

Steve Austin's found the house.

You and the others meet me there right away.

MAN: Okay, George.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

Keep a look out for that Austin guy, Bill.

(BIONIC SOUND EFFECT)

(YELLS)

(LOUD CRACK)

(BIONIC SOUND EFFECT)

(YELLS)

Just hold it there, Steve.

How'd you manage this, George?

Oscar told me you'd be here. Frisk him.

This is going to foul up your civil service retirement pension, isn't it, George?

Inside.

Well, Mr. Austin, I presume.

I'm Dr. Randolph, this is Mr. Pierce

My pleasure.

We don't have time for games. He got word to Oscar Goldman.

Goldman thinks I'm raiding this place right now.

I understand. How did you find us, Mr. Austin?

Someone help you? Who was it?

We're wasting time.

George, we have to know what Mr. Austin knows...

or we'll be running in circles.

Not too big in the brain department, are you, George?

Fortunately, that's my department.

Put him in that chair.

We don't have time for all this, | tell you.

George, will you please stick to your guns and fighting?

I'm quite experienced in these matters.

I can save you a lot of trouble.

The information you've been getting from Harry Green...

since he came back from Washington is worthless.

Could that that true?

You mean you didn't know that part of our plan, George?

This is the first I've heard of it.

Before you do whatever it is you're going to do to me...

I'd like to meet this fellow Jarecki. I've heard a lot about him.

In fact, that's how you found me on the beach, wasn't it? Through Jarecki?

We don't have any more time for talking.

RANDOLPH: Wait a minute!

If he knows Jarecki, then he does know too much.

If we've been sending fraudulent information to our employers...

I've gotta call them immediately.

Or our lives are worthless.

He's stalling for time.

We'll find out.

Get Jarecki in here. Yes, sir.

You'll tell the truth in a moment.

Put my equipment in the van.

And be careful with it.

(LOUD CLAP)

Mr. Austin.

Can you hear me, Mr. Austin?

All right.

I want you to write down everything that man is thinking.

Do you understand? Everything.

(PENCIL SCRATCHING)

GEORGE: Got... to stall...

Can't... let them...

take... Jarecki.

Green's... formulas...

fake.

Oscar... coming.

"Got to stall." I told you.

All right. Put him in the van.

It'll look like he had a heart attack.

(LOUD BREAKING)

(BIONIC SOUND EFFECT)

Shoot him!

(BIONIC SOUND EFFECT)

Don't move!

(BIONIC SOUND EFFECT)

Hey! Hey, wait! Wait!

I surrender! I surrender!

STEVE: You know, Audrey, that was a terrible thing to do.

We were all worried when Oscar was waiting at the airport, but you didn't show up.

I'm sorry, Steve. Do you forgive me?

I couldn't get on the plane.

I just had to talk to you.

The truth is, I know everything about you.

I know you do.

About your super strength, your bionic legs, arm and eye.

And the accident that almost killed you.

And about the top secret work you do for Oscar Goldman.

What is it, Audrey? What's bothering you?

Remember when I told you that...

my friends think I'm an odd ball and kinky...

because I have this E.S.P. thing?

And I said that it didn't really bother me.

Yeah?

Well, it does.

It bothers me so much that I could just die.

I'm not very good at French or English Lit.

But you're a bionic man...

and that makes you a whole lot different than everybody else.

Like I am. That's right.

So you must know how it feels...

that people look at you and think your odd and kinky.

Sometimes, I feel just like you do.

Like I could die.

You too?

Yeah. But you know howl handle it?

How?

Well, you'll get to tell yourself that you're a worthwhile person.

Say that out loud.

I'm a

Well, try it.

Come on, Steve.

Try it.

I'm a worthwhile person.

Louder.

I'm a worthwhile person.

Lam unique and there's no one like me in the whole world.

Really?

Try that.

Lam unique and there's no one like me in the whole world.

Good, okay. Just one more.

I like myself.

I like myself?

I like myself.

Good, okay. Now try all three of them.

There's no one in the whole world like me.

Audrey...

you gotta say it like you mean it.

Now come on. Try it.

There's no one like me in the whole world.

I like myself.

I am a worthwhile person. Louder.

I'm a worthwhile person and I like myself!

With feeling!

(GIGGLES) Come on.

There's no one like me in the whole world!

I like myself and I'm a worthwhile person!

That's what I am! I'm a worthwhile person! Okay?

I think you got it.

(END THEME MUSIC)