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Thank you.

( phone ringing )

Hello?

Yes. A few minutes ago.

No, there wasn't any first class
on that flight.

( sighs )

What do you mean, "prima donna"?

I'm the best.

Right.

You bet I fly first class.

Yeah. I got the pictures,

but those people
are your problems.

The deal is
you take care of your end

and I'll take care of mine,
and everybody will be happy.

In other words, I don't move
until that Prince woman

is eliminated.

* Wonder Woman *

* Wonder Woman *

( thunderclap )

* Wonder Woman *

* You're a wonder
Wonder Woman *

* Wonder Woman *

* Wonder Woman. *

Plotkin?

Right.

All right,
what is this information

that's supposed to be
so vital to the I.A.D.C.?

Not here. Follow me.

( whinnying )

Get her.
We got to waste her.

( thunderclap )

( horses whinnying )

( horses galloping off )

( chambers round )

( rustling )

What'd you do that for?
I didn't mean you any harm.

You call this harmless?

So I lied.

Why were you setting up
Diana Prince?

Money.

( sighs )

Well, I hoped you saved it.

This is your rainy day.

Well, whoever this
Plotkin character is,

his personal effects
sure don't tell us much.

Looks like he was
a no-good drifter

who'd sell his
mother for a buck.

Wonder Woman used her lasso

but all he could tell her
was that, uh,

he was hired by the other two
to help take me out.

And the other two?

Got away.

Yeah.

What do you make of this?

I found it
in his wallet.

"Sir:

"This will confirm
demolition of Cari as requested.

"My people will move
on their respective assignments

"with all due speed.

Completion guaranteed
before 9:30 a.m., 26th, W.N."

Demolition? Sounds more like

they're talking
about murder to me.

The 26th is tomorrow.

And you must have been

one of
their respective assignments.

And whoever C-A-R-I stands for
is the prime target.

W.N.

Woodward Nightingale?

Nightingale.

He never makes
a contract

unless someone's talking
at least six digits.

Well, this is certainly
his style.

For once, we'd have
a chance to be
one up on him.

If we can figure out
who the prime target is.

Mmm. Cari-- C-A-R-I.

Steve.

That big industrialist

who's in Washington
for the trade meetings.

Uh, Carlo In...

Indrezzano!

Yeah.
It fits.
Indrezzano.

He'd certainly qualify
for a Nightingale assassination.

Let me see,
what'd I do with that?

Yeah. Here it is.

His full name is Carlo Amadeo
Ricardo Indrezzano.

So, his initials
are C-A-R-I.

Well, sounds like
I better get myself ready

for a watchdog assignment.

Yeah. Oh, Diana?

I understand Indrezzano
has quite a reputation

for being a swinger.

That's what I'm preparing for.

( chuckling )

All right, but be careful.

You've already been set up once.

Yeah. Gotcha.

WOMAN:
Our swimwear for this week

reflects both new,
and traditional design

utilizing many
of the exciting today fabrics...

I wouldn't be
too concerned, Carlo.

Two million bushels of
wheat lost to mildew

and I shouldn't
be too concerned?

It was unavoidable.

Besides, it means
that we get a better price

for the remaining
ten million bushels.

Yes.

Of course.

Ah! Yes. Uh...

I want, uh, two...

of that one.

I wouldn't want
to slight my friends here.

Your sense of perspective
has not diminished

in all the 14
years we've been
partners, Marius.

Where I lose sight of things,
you do not.

That is why we
are where we are.

Has the oil company
changed its mind

about our offer?

Not yet.

But it will.

Exactly.

Oh, get me the, uh

the Prince woman.

I suppose it's about time
that I returned her call.

The I.A.D.C. has insisted
that one of their agents

guard me.

I suppose the least I can do
is take her to lunch.

I mean, to preserve my image.

They've assigned
a woman.

Yes.

Well, I can imagine
what she looks like.

I'm afraid I can, too.
Probably, uh...

stout, uh, squat,
and beetle-browed.

With a mustache.

No doubt.

Now, that's, uh...

probably what my bodyguard
will look like.

( chuckling )

( beeping )

Hiya, Violet.

Say hello to Beamer.

He's going to be
working with us.

Hi.

Hi.

Hey, how's the typing?

Don't ask.

( chuckling )

Violet used to be our
number one hit lady.

Hit person.

Oh.

And I'm thinking seriously

of getting back
into the business.

Well, just for one day.

To find whoever it was who said
that women were cut out for...

office work.

( laughing )

Hey, listen, I think
Mr. Nightingale
is expecting us.

( buzzing )
Right.

You gentlemen are not going to
be wanting any coffee, are you?

Oh, no, no.

That's good.

The price I quoted
was for three.

Well, if you want four,
it'll cost you more.

If that's your attitude,

I suggest
you seek assistance elsewhere.

I don't do business
with chiselers.

Wow. Hey,
this place is a trip.

Yeah. It's kind of his
personal memory lane.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, murder
through the centuries.

The state taught him
how to be an executioner.

Then they stopped
capital punishment

and the only thing he
knows how to do is kill.

Negotiations on that point
are out of the question.

Half of the money in front
the balance on delivery.

Otherwise,
we have no deal.

Hey, these pictures.

Oh, those are just
some of his victims.

That's for
the next one.

Then you agree
to those terms?

Good.

Four it is.

You'll have a confirmation
by wire.

Mr. Nightingale,
this is Eldon Beamer.

He's from St. Louis.

Mr. Beamer.

Eldon.

Oh, thank you, Mr. Beamer,

but I prefer to keep things
on a more formal basis.

Mr. Krug has told me
something about you.

He says you have a knack
for my line of work.

Well, that's nice of you to say,
Mr. Nightingale.

I didn't say it, Mr. Beamer.

This idiot did.

Oh, Mr. Nightingale...

Shut up.

You botched

your assignment, Mr. Krug.

There's nothing more to be said.

Except...

that it won't happen again.

Dedication

accuracy...

pride in one's work--

that's what I look for,
what I demand from my people.

Of course, not everyone

has my special aptitude
for execution.

My, uh... flair for neatness,
my precision.

No, no. That takes years
of training.

In my case, conveniently
paid for by the state.

In your case,

I am not paying you
to be trainees.

I'm paying you
to do a professional job,

which this morning,
you failed to do.

Look, we had Diana Prince,
but Wonder Woman showed up.

That agent must be neutralized

before Mr. Starker
will undertake his assignment.

That's our arrangement.

Okay. Okay. We'll get her,
I promise.

Wonder Woman or
no Wonder Woman.

Good.

Let's not hesitate to make that
"no Wonder Woman," shall we?

Yes?

Uh, we're here to
repair the carpet.

My carpet?
I was not aware that...

Here's the order.

Well, all right.

You will be finished
by lunchtime?

Oh, don't worry, sir.

We'll be through
in an hour.

( saw whirring )

( piano playing softly )

Madame or
mademoiselle?

Miss. Miss Prince.

Is there a
Mr. Indrezzano here?

But of course.
Follow me, please.

Signor Indrezzano,

your luncheon companion,
Miss Prince.

Thank you.

Are you going to eat standing,
Mr. Indrezzano?

You are... Diana Prince?

You were expecting me?

( sighs )

Indeed, no. I was expecting a...

( sighs )

Never mind
what I was expecting, Diana.

What I found
was... love.

( slight chuckle )

Mr. Indrezzano...

Uh-uh... Carlo, please.

Carlo, I must say
that you are

everything
I expected.

With you as my bodyguard

I shall remain, uh,
eternally in danger.

You don't look

like a government agent.

I left my trench coat
in the cleaners.

Oh, then I shall have
to keep you out of the trenches.

Definitely.

Are you ready
to order, Signor?

I'm ready for anything.

I'm hungry.

The wine list,
please.

I'm supposed to be watching you,
remember?

( chuckles )

( ringing )

Hello?

Well, I'm just fine, and you?

I just wanted to get
a situation report, Mr. Starker.

Time's getting short.
My client's getting anxious.

Well, so am I,
but there's still Diana Prince.

A mere detail...

one which will be taken care of
within the hour.

That's the same thing
I heard yesterday.

Ah, now what about
this other mere detail?

Call me at 3:30.

The information you require
will be here by then.

Just remember: I don't move
until you chill Diana Prince.

Stop making excuses,
Mr. Starker,

and concentrate
on your end of the arrangement.

I've paid your price.

You've got a customer
to satisfy.

What is he, standing right there
beside you so you can look good?

No, that's all.
Don't fail to call me at 3:30.

Put him on, Nightingale.

I'll set him straight
about your business operations.

Until this afternoon.

I'm going to tell him who does
all the work...

hello?

You see? Everything's
fine, just as I said.

Well, I'm not
paying you $1 million

to watch you
play businessman.

Results.
I want results.

I'm telling you,

your order will be filled
by 9:30 tomorrow morning.

Hmm. It better be...

...or it will be my head
in the basket.

( chuckles )

You better not
let your shrimp
go to waste.

Eating would mean having to take
my eyes off of you.

I know.

I never dreamed that they would

provide me with such an...

exquisite escort.

I'd rather you didn't regard me
as your escort.

Your life
is in danger.

I'm here on business.

Nonsense.

For me, a beautiful woman
can mean only pleasure...

romance...

( clattering )

Oh, I'm...
I'm sorry.

I'll put cold
water on it.

I-I'm sorry. Here.

It's all right.

Let's just look
on the bright side;

you can finish
your shrimp now.

( sighs )

Just a moment, please.

Pardon, signor Indrezzano.

There is a phone call
for Miss Prince.

Oh, she, uh...
stepped away.

I'll take the call.

Certainly. Over there.

Thank you.

( groaning, sputtering )

This isn't Diana Prince.

Yeah. Let's take him
for bait, anyway.

( muffled yelling )

Excuse me?

Where is
Mr. Indrezzano?

Miss Prince, he is taking
a phone call for you.

Where?

At the public phone
over there.

( dial tone )

( thunderclap )

( tires screeching )

Are you all right?

( panting )

What happened?

Let's just say
that we just cheated

the jaws of death
out of a meal.

You mean... you saved me?

Yes.

That's impossible.

It's ridiculous.

You're a woman.

I have been told that
once or twice.

Now, you're sure
you're all right?

Yes.

But I'd better get back to...

the lady
I was having lunch with.

She'll never believe this.

Perfect.

Perfect, Violet Louise...

except you spelled
"sincerely" backwards again.

I warned you, Woody,

I am not cut out
for this kind of work.

I'd much rather...

No, that's all
behind you now.

If anyone ever deserved
retirement, it was you.

Some retirement.
This is torture.

Oh, oh... not
entirely, woody.

( phone ringing )

Hello?

It's for you.

Starker.

It's 3:30.

Where's the information?

Listen carefully.

Her name is Major Anita Finley.

That is correct. Finley.

She will be driving
an official army car, green.

License plate G-1-0-8

2-1-3-5.

Of course.

I always get the job done
neatly, professionally.

We shall see.

In the meantime, Mr. Starker,
whatever your opinion of me

do not fail.

Sounds like I should've
assigned Diana Prince

to protect Diana Prince.

Well, if Diana's
initials were C-A-R-I,
it might make sense.

Yet, if Carlo
was the target

they could've killed him
at the restaurant.

And they didn't.
Yeah.

Why do we keep coming up with
questions instead of answers?

I am more than prepared
to tell you why.

I was talking with Eve.

But since you're
all warmed up,

Ira, we have reason to believe
that somebody put a contract out

on Carlo Indrezzano.

Indrezzano,
Carlo Amadeo Ricardo:

International industrialist.

Net worth: $2 billion

and rising.

Can you tell us
who might want to see him dead?

Affirmative,
if you have approximately

one hour and 40 minutes
to kill, as it were.

What did we ever do
to his programmers
to deserve this?

All right, Ira.

So a lot of people
would like him dead.

How about his associates,
friends, relatives--

people close to him?

Marius Macropolis is
his closest associate.

They are partners.

Can you tell us
any more about him?

Macropolis, Marius:

Business tactics highly
effective and highly unorthodox.

Rumored to be solely responsible

for the stock market panic
of 1959,

causing the collapse of four
of the world's largest banks.

Boy, no wonder Carlo wanted
to keep him in the background.

Marius could be the one
who arranged the hit.

He could certainly afford
Nightingale's prices.

Yeah, but Marius lacks a motive

and that doesn't explain
the attack on Diana.

Is that all the help
you can give us, Ira?

If that is all the help
you can give me.

Thanks a lot.

You know, it kind
of makes you wish

that his programmers
did have those initials.

Amen.

Major Finley?

Yes.
Oh, hi.

I'm Phil Murray.

Steve Trevor asked
me to greet you

and show you to
your parking space.

Oh, how very thoughtful.

Major Trevor must be
as nice as I've heard he is.

Oh, nicer. You'll
like him a lot.

Just go down to the end
and turn to the right

you'll find a
parking space
over there.

Okay. Thank you.

( intercom buzzing )

Yes?

Steve,
Major Anita Finley is here.

She's the new
engineering officer.

Thank you, Eve. Send her in.

You can go right in.

Welcome to Washington, Major.

I hope your stay
at the I.A.D.C.
is pleasant.

I'm looking forward to it,
Major Trevor.

How wonderful it is, Diana,
that my life is in danger

and is receiving such,
uh, beautiful protection.

I think you'd probably
change your mind

if you saw me
in a trench coat.

Nothing could make me
change my mind about you.

Well, thank you for
a very lovely evening.

Good night.

Good night? But the best part
of the evening is still ahead.

That's right. The part
where I go to sleep.

Are you refusing me?

Mm-hmm.

( laughs )

What an amusing girl you are.

( clears throat )

INDREZZANO:
Who's that?

That is James Dernier.

He's my replacement for
the rest of the evening.

You'll like him.

He looks great
in a trench coat.

Good night.

Wait.

I'll pick you up here
at 8:45 in the morning.

We'll play tennis
and then have breakfast.

Make it 9:45, my
office, no breakfast

and we got a deal.

Good night.
Splendid.

Uh...

thanks again.

Thank you...

lovely lady.

TREVOR:
A little more coffee, Major?

No more, thank you.

( knocking )

Come in. Oh, these
are the plans

for the building
you asked for.

Here, Corporal,
I'll sign for them.

Let me take a look here...

got the plans for the duct work

wiring diagram,
masonry specs.

That's it.

There you are,
Corporal. Thank you.

And there
you are, Major.

Wonderful.

Well...

thanks for
the hospitality, Steve,

but I think I'd
better get to work.

It's a shame
you've to start
work so late.

Well, it's the only way
we're going to get
things done in time.

Good night, Steve.

( door quietly opening )

You were on your way

to see Woodward Nightingale,
weren't you?

Yes.
How do I get to him?

Through there.
Pull the light bulb.

His office
is downstairs.

Thank you.

Come over here.

Get in.

You will remain
immobile until the
police come for you.

Have you an appointment?

( alarm bell ringing )

That's hardly the way
to treat a walk-in customer.

That's hardly the way
to treat my receptionist.

I could've stopped her, Woody,
if I'd been wearing my gun.

That's perfectly all right,
Violet Louise.

Woodward Nightingale...

cage and all.

What you've left of it.

Please, come in.

We'll have a chat.

There's really nothing
to chat about.

I'm afraid you've drawn up
your last contract, Nightingale.

What a pity.

My brilliant career over,
just like that.

You should've
ended that career

when you were
laid off your job

as, uh, executioner.

And let all that
knowledge go to waste?

Why, that would
have been criminal.

Just tell
me who

the latest person is scheduled
for demolition.

All in due time,
Wonder Woman.

A picture
of that unfortunate person

will grace that empty frame.

I'm really interested
in your gallery of victims.

But you ought
to be interested in this one.

It is... it has,
for quite some time

been intended for you.

( gunshot )

Come on.

Now that we've
all had our fun

the games are over.

Who is supposed to be hit?

I...

All right.

You have me.

But at least I have
the satisfaction of knowing

you will be unable
to prevent my latest

and greatest
victim from

getting its
just reward.

"Its"?

What are you talking about?

Marius Macropolis
hired me.

Right.

To kill Carlo Indrezzano.

Wrong.

Come on. We know it's someone
with the initials C-A-R-I.

( chuckles )

No, no, my dear.

You see...

you see, my
reluctant
secretary,

Violet Louise,

suffers from a form of dyslexia.

She... she frequently
spells things backwards.

Backwards?

Irac? You're hired
to destroy a computer?

For $1 million.

Why?

Like many of my victims,
it knew too much.

It was inadvertently
programmed with information

which would've exposed
a plot to ruin Carlo

and leave Marius in control
of their business empire.

The computer would've
revealed Marius' plot

at its regular readout
on Thursday morning the 26th

at 9:30.

That's this morning.

Correct.

( ticking )

Who did you hire
to make the hit?

A man named Starker,

Knowing his name
will do you no good.

He's a master of disguise.

That's right,
Wonder Woman--

only four minutes,

and when you
broke through my
security doors

you destroyed all
our telephone lines.

Do you know
how far we are
from Washington?

I'd say about 40 miles.

47, to be exact.

This ought to hold your wings
for awhile...

It is you who needs wings,
Wonder Woman.

You have four minutes

to travel 47 miles.

Only four minutes

and counting.

( chuckling )

I bet you never see her
behind a typewriter.

Miss Prince doesn't seem

to be in the building
just now, sir.

Perhaps you'd like
to wait over there for her.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

Steve. You've all
got to stay out.

Steve, I want you
to clear the area

and shut this door
behind me.

Get back, everyone!

( ticking )

( ticking )

( buzzing )

Good morning.

Please stand by
for my 0930 readout.

The areas of concern today are:
Foreign and domestic security

military operations
in the European sector...

Whoa! Here. Allow me.

It's all right.

I insist, I insist.

You know, major,
you really ought to
change your hairstyle.

Something like this.

Gentlemen.

And we found the
real Major Finley

in the trunk
of her car--

a little stiff,
but okay.

Well, that's good.

Uh, I take it Marius

Macropolis did
not enjoy IRA's
9:30 readout.

No.

How could
my partner--

my good friend--
do such a thing?

It has to do with greed, Carlo.

Sometimes you can't trust
even your friends.

Carlo...

you seen a doctor
about that shiner?

Hmm. It's nothing.

I, uh, bumped into a door.

I know.

But don't feel
too badly.

I was fooled myself.

I was not fooled,

not even
for a moment.

Would you
have captured

that dangerous assassin

had I not risked my very life?

Of course not, Carlo.

We are very grateful.

Oh, I want no, uh, publicity,
please.

Bravery is
its own reward.

Mmm.

I would like
to express my gratitude

to, uh...
Wonder Woman.

Would you give her, uh...
this for me, please?

That's very generous of you,
but I don't think she'd take it.

Besides, we never know when
she's going to be around again.

Oh.

Well, in that case,

uh...

I'd like you
to have it.

Take it. It's yours.

Take it.

( laughing )

That's very nice of you, Carlo,
but I can't take it, either.

Thanks, anyway.

I-I-I don't believe it.

For the first time,

I can't even give
a diamond away.

Well, we've, um, all seen

enough shiny things for one day.

( laughing )

* Wonder Woman *

* Here to fight
the force of evil *

* And your chance
won't be denied *

* Woman of the hour
with your super power *

* We're so glad
you're on our side *

* Wonder Woman! *

* You're a wonder,
Wonder Woman! *