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There have been
demonstrations...

wherever the prince and
princess have traveled.

Wives of Zakirese leaders
usually do very little talking...

but the princess has
very strong opinions...

particularly on the
subject of oil rights in Zakir.

And here's the royal couple, Prince
Rheza Khan and his lovely princess...

the former Miss Penelope Squire
of Fallsburg, New Hampshire.

It's the first time she's been back in
the states since she married him in 1979.

I could have married royalty. A
prince actually proposed to me once.

- Why didn't you accept?
- His country was too small.

They're a little
tired from their trip.

The demonstrators were part
of the Pan-Arab Unity League.

We have files on most of them.

- Who are they?
- Eh, just being thorough, Billy.

Notice the guy has his back to the
action? That's kind of strange, isn't it?

Run that through the Photorecon
lab and see if they can pull anything.

No sense taking any chances. The attempted
hit in Paris was a very close call.

If anything happens
to the prince...

we're gonna have a
real mess on our hands.

I'm taking this out of Security
Department and giving it to you.

- What about the princess?
- It's tricky with her.

She hates being
surrounded by a guard...

tends to run off
without telling anybody...

and since she's very interested
in social reform in Zakir...

she has requested a tour of one of
our schools, and not by some VIP...

but an average PTA mother.

Well, I suppose I could frump
it up a bit and play the part.

Nope, I think Billy has
someone a little frumpier in mind.

Wonderful, send her in.

I, uh, phoned Mrs. King
about helping us out with this...

but she said she
wanted to talk to me first.

Oh, getting picky about
her assignments, is she?

Does she realize that some
of us have worked for years...

- to be attached to this agency?
- Be nice.

When am I anything but?

Hello.

Am I interrupting anything?

- Yes.
- No.

Come in, come in.

The house seems to be divided, so
you may as well make yourself at home.

What happened to you?

Oh, uh, nothing,
really. It's not serious.

I was demonstrating the hook slide to my
Little Leaguers and I hooked the wrong way.

I didn't think it
was anything...

but then my ankle turned
this really weird color.

- Was it terribly, terribly painful?
- I'm sure it was.

- Are you still able to work?
- Oh. Oh, yes, sir. Oh, sure, yes, sir.

Well, I want you to know how
proud I am to work for the agency.

I think out of my entire
graduating class...

I am the only one of us to
go on and become a spy.

Of course, I suppose if
there were any others...

I wouldn't know about it, but...

Well, at... At any
rate, sir, um...

Well, I'm not sure that...
That you realize it...

but sometimes these
cases that I'm sent on...

well, they get a
little dangerous...

and well, I was
just wondering...

shouldn't I know how to hit?

- Excuse me?
- Well, shouldn't I have certain skills...

you know, like self-defense,
maybe know a few codes.

Amanda, surely you realize that
your value to us is that of a civilian.

I don't need another agent.

Were you to become a known
operative, your usefulness would be over.

Yeah, it's great you
don't know anything.

Hell, the enemy could torture
you for weeks and not get a thing.

Oh, well, I appreciate that.

But I... I don't
think staying alive...

would compromise my usefulness
too much. Ha, ha. Do you?

"Shouldn't I know how to hit?"

Look, I may have expressed myself
badly, but I think Billy got the point.

He did agree to a
couple of courses.

Okay, everyone on their
toes. Here she comes.

I'm a little nervous. I didn't really have
much time to prepare for a princess.

You'll do just fine. For this you
don't have to know how to hit.

Oh, please.

Your Highness.

Your Highness, may I
present Mrs. Amanda King.

Mrs. King, Her Royal Highness,
the Princess Salana Sharese Khan.

Hi. AMANDA: Hi.

How do you do,
Your Highness? Uh...

It's really so kind of you to take
the time to, uh, show me around.

- Are you okay?
- Oh, yes. Oh, that's nothing. I'm fine.

It's an honor, Your Highness. Now,
uh, where would you like to begin?

Ah, I'm not sure. Why don't you,
uh, lead the way? Whatever you think.

I'll leave it up to you. Uh...

- Shall we? AMANDA:
Oh, sure, ha, ha.

I hope you're ready for this. The kids
are awfully excited about meeting you.

You were really a good sport about
eating that cafeteria food. Ha, ha.

Next, we are due to see an exhibit of
earthworms done entirely by fourth graders.

Provided you feel like it.

You know, to tell you
the truth, I am a little beat.

- Would you excuse me for a minute, please?
- Sure.

Well, uh, someone's got
to go in there and guard her.

Right. Who?

Excuse me, Your Highness?

- Is everything okay?
- I'm terribly sorry, ha, ha.

Oh, no, no, don't apologize.

I get awfully tired of wearing my
high heels, Your Highness. Ha, ha.

Oh, Penelope. That's who I am.

Uh, was.

Before I married the sun prince whose
glory shines on all the land. Ha, ha.

Quite a responsibility.

Uh... Your Highness?

You're being given a
baby buffalo at 4:00.

This is the first
time I've been back.

- You know, since I was married.
- Yeah.

Gosh, I just...

Didn't realize how
much I missed home.

Well, there must be a lot of
pressures being a princess.

Do you have any
idea what it is like...

knowing that there are men
with machine guns, ha, ha...

standing outside your door...

when you get into
bed with your husband?

- Someone's got to go in there.
- Who?

Aw, never mind.

Hold it.

Well, do you happen to
have any orange lip gloss?

What?

Amanda, Indian Bob's
house looks just fine.

You have got to get ready
for the embassy reception.

Oh, why did she have to invite me? I
told her tonight was the neighborhood play.

She told you you'd be
back in plenty of time.

It is incredible to me
how you can be so blasé...

about hobnobbing
with crowned heads.

I mean, out of 200 women,
your PTA chose you.

Come on, let's look alive, missy.
Now what about this blue taffeta?

- Oh, Mother, I hate the blue taffeta.
- I never should have gotten it for you.

Well... Oh... - Oh, sweetie.
- Mom?

- Yes?
- My leaves keep falling off.

Um...

I'll help you with them
in just a minute, okay?

- Come on.
- I just want to touch this up a little.

Amanda, you have got
to get your makeup on.

I know. What about
the lavender, then?

No. Uh-uh, that will
never go with the cast.

- Oh.
- How about the low cut black dress?

Oh, Jamie, perfect.
The black dress. Perfect.

Oh. Well, maybe I can find a little
shawl that you can use to cover up.

Okay, that's enough.
It looks just fine.

Oh, the dresses for the play,
we don't need the dresses...

Mom. AMANDA: Yes, sweetie?

I'm the one who's
supposed to be nervous.

Oh, sweetheart, ha, ha.

Come here.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

Oh, my God.

Amanda, this is a closed party
for a lot of high-ranking officials.

Your assignment ended
at the elementary school...

- so I'm afraid you're going to have to...
- No, I was invited.

Drive on ahead.
Someone will take your car.

Thank you very much.
I'd better be going now.

Um...

Hello.

Get down!

Seal off all the exits!

What have you got? - Not a lot.

- Our man didn't leave much behind.
- What was the guy doing up on the roof?

Company by the name of Endicott
Roofing had been hired to re-tile the roof.

Guy started today.

All right, find out everything
you can about the company.

Right.

Are you all right,
Your Highness?

When you are feeling better...

I'll need to ask you and
your husband a few questions.

Darling, if you're
feeling up to it...

we really should go
and speak to our guests.

Excuse me, Your
Highness, I really think...

Mr. Stetson, my wife and I prefer
not to be affected by these fanatics.

Our fear only encourages them.

Ladies and gentlemen.

Presenting their Royal Highnesses,
the prince and princess of Zakir.

Well, they let you in.

Do not look at me
when you talk, huh?

I find it very difficult to
hold a conversation like this.

You'll get used to it.

I don't want the princess to
know that you're one of us.

Gee. I'm one of us.

I know I'll regret saying that.

Can you believe they're out
there just like nothing happened?

Yeah, I think he's crazy, but the
prince wants to keep business as usual...

so you'll have to keep
your ear to the ground.

See if the princess is saying
anything about enemies...

political opponents, anything.

- What if she doesn't...?
- Don't move.

What if she doesn't
say anything?

If she doesn't say anything,
you'll have nothing to report.

Right. Well, should
we rendezvous later?

Shall we synchronize
our watches?

Lee? Hello?

That man has the worst manners.

Oh, Amanda. Darling,
this is Amanda King.

I'd like you to meet my
husband, Prince Rheza Khan.

Uh, hello. RHEZA: Mrs. King.

I'm so glad you could come. Penelope
tells me you were very kind to her today.

Oh, well, I guess even a princess
can run a little low on lip gloss. Ha, ha.

Nevertheless, I do
appreciate your hospitality.

- Howdy.
- Jack, how are you?

- Hello, Bo. How are you?
- Good to see you.

Hi. Hi, how are you?
- Hello, Bo.

- So, Tom. So, Tom, you're looking great.
- Oh, good.

Hi. Hi, how are you?

Well, howdy, howdy, how's
my favorite little princess?

- Hello, Bo.
- Doesn't old Bo get a hug and a kiss?

- Rheza, I'm thrilled.
- Great to see you, Bo.

Mrs. King, may I present Bo
Johnson. Bo, Mrs. Amanda King.

My pleasure, ma'am. And here
I thought the loveliest ladies...

were all down in Calvin County.

Would you ladies excuse us? We're
gonna go have us a little man talk.

He nearly broke my hand. Ha, ha.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah.

I'm trying not to
be a wet blanket...

and let, uh, attempted murder
mar the occasion. Ha, ha.

Well, I would have
canceled the whole party.

But my husband doesn't
believe in showing fear.

But I'll tell you something,
Amanda, I'm afraid.

Is Bo Johnson an
old family friend?

Bo Johnson is the, uh,
star of B Westerns who...

Yeah.

Got involved in the
oil business years ago.

He and Rheza's father
were very close friends...

and he became the first American
permitted to drill for oil in Zakir.

- Oh.
- On very favorable terms, I might add.

Well. The prince
seems very fond of him.

He adores him.

Bo Johnson is worth $50 million
and getting richer every day.

All from drilling oil in Zakir.
Rheza looks up to him like a father.

That's nice.

He's a snake.

Now, Rheza, you can tell me this is
none of my business if you want to.

But things like this afternoon
wouldn't keep happening...

if you hadn't gotten so
controversial in the last two years...

Bo, please.

I know, I know, an old cowboy
like me is behind the times.

But when I was
growing up in Texas...

our women kept a bit in their
mouth and plowed a straight furrow.

Bo, Penelope is an
intelligent woman.

I wanted to marry an intelligent woman. I
cannot ask her to stop thinking or talking.

Well, then maybe you
could do a little less listening.

I mean, everybody knows
she influences you, Rheza.

Hell, I just read in
the Inquirer today...

where she doesn't want
you to renew my oil leases.

Now, my old widowed aunt
sets a lot of store by the Inquirer.

The world is changing, Bo.

My people want
ownership of their resources.

And a share in the profits. Now,
Penny feels very strongly about this.

Why can't Penny be
more like your mama?

Aah. My mother would stay
locked in her room all day...

with five portable radios.

And a happy woman she was too.

Bo, Penelope and I are
having a difficult time just now.

I cannot order her
not to be herself.

Excuse me, Your Highness. Ahem.

Bo, this is the fellow I
was telling you about.

One of the agency's top men.

So you're the crack agent that's
protecting the royal couple, are you?

Yeah. Um, have you seen
the princess, Your Highness?

No. Why?

She seems to be missing.

Look at this strange golden fruit.
- We Indians call it corn.

Corn? PARENTS: Ha-ha-ha.

We invite you to share this
feast of Thanksgiving with us.

Didn't you tell somebody
where you were going?

They make such a fuss
whenever I want to go anyplace.

I had to get away from them.

- My wife is making dinner rolls.
- Oh, Look.

See the little tree on the left?
That's my son Jamie. He's 8.

Let us live in peace
as... As... Brothers.

The Pilgrim's my
other son, Philip.

Please accept this food.

I'm really sorry, Amanda. I am.

Well...

Yeah, hello.

Mr. Willis Parker is
trying to contact you.

- May we patch him through?
- Okay.

- Is this Stetson?
- Yeah.

I've gotta talk to you. Meet me
in the old canner's warehouse.

Where's that?

Come in through the alley
behind the Mercantile building.

Aah. I don't go to meetings,
Mr. Parker, unless I know the topic.

I, uh...

I know who tried to pull off
that assassination yesterday.

- Yeah, go on. PARKER:
Nothing more until I see you.

I need protection. You
don't know these people.

Well, Mr. Parker, don't panic, all
right? Now, I want you to meet...

You just be in that alley, Stetson.
That's all I can say for now.

Mr. Parker... Hello?

Listen, I'm really
sorry about last night...

but she wanted to
come to that play.

She wouldn't take no for
an answer. What could I do?

At least we had some time
alone so we could really talk.

- What have you got?
- I told you everything over the telephone.

I cannot arrest a
man for being a snake.

I'm sorry, I wish she said
he was a smuggler, she didn't.

She said he was a snake.

Gosh, do you have any idea how
hard it is spying on this poor woman?

She thinks I'm her friend.

She's afraid she's losing her
husband, and you know what?

She's so lonely, she's invited me to go
to Bo Johnson's ranch for the weekend...

Wait, hold it. That's
good. That's very good.

- No, I think it's just awful.
- You're going.

- I can't.
- Why not?

Jamie has Little League,
Philip's got a party...

- I'm allergic to horses...
- Aah.

And besides, I have a
real sick dieffenbachia.

Amanda, you are in a
unique position to provide us...

with the information we need.

- I don't like spying on friends.
- All right.

All right. And I know,
being the princess's friend...

- you want her to be happy.
- Yes.

Which would be difficult
were she to become widowed...

- living with strangers.
- Oh, really.

Do you know what happens to
princesses when their husbands are shot?

They send them places.
Ever hear of Devil's Island?

- Yes.
- I rest my case.

- Okay, okay, I'll buy some allergy pills.
- Good, good. You'll be fine, believe me.

I know, I'll be fine. I'll be just fine.
Hey, wait a minute, where are you going?

Huh? Oh, we may have
finally got a break in this case.

Some guy named Willis Parker
called the office, scared to death.

Has something to say. I
meet him in 20 minutes.

Uh, look, if he says enough, then I don't
have to go to Bo Johnson's ranch, right?

Wrong. Just go.

My dieffenbachia plant dies,
you're gonna feel very guilty.

Mr. Parker. Mr. Parker.

Ow.

Mr. Parker, are you in there?

Uh, some, uh... Some
more tea, Your Highness?

Oh, please, let's just keep
it Penelope, okay? Ha, ha.

Oh, ha, ha.

I can't tell you how strange it is to have
my own people call me "Your Highness."

Well, I know exactly how you
feel. It's not totally the same thing...

but when I was made
Homecoming Queen...

I always felt that my little
velour cape and my little crown...

kind of set me apart from
the other students. Ha, ha.

I hope I got the right things.

You're gonna have a
wonderful time. It'll be great.

Oh, when Amanda told me...

that she was spending the
weekend at Bo Johnson's farm...

I just couldn't believe it.

I mean, I can remember seeing
him in a two-reeler Western in 19...

Ha, ha. Never mind.

Make sure the boys behave
themselves this weekend, all right?

Amanda, if you should just
happen to... To walk by Bo Johnson...

and he should just be standing with
time on his hands and a ballpoint pen...

- Yes, Mother, I'll get his autograph.
- Yeah.

Well, just something simple
like, "To my friend, Amanda."

- "Amanda"? "To my friend, Dotty."
- I'll tell him.

"With best wishes.

And a big Texas howdy!" Ha, ha.

- And remember, it's D-O-T-T-Y...
- Yes, Mother.

Not I-E.

I know. DOTTY: Ha-ha-ha.

Oh, I don't believe it.

Whoa, whoa.

Hey, Earl!

Hey, there,
Mr. Johnson. What's up?

Watch this.

Boy, that's a nasty drop.
- Yeah.

A lot of royal blood could
get spilled down there.

See the papers? It took four
engine companies to put out that fire.

That darn fool Parker.

He brought it on himself the
minute he picked up that phone.

Yeah, well.

I reckon when he missed
his target at the embassy...

figured the feds would go
easier on him than we would.

You know, Earl, I never could
stomach disloyalty in a man, could you?

- My chili's better.
- What?

Do not look at me. Pretend
to be doing something else.

Right.

- What are you doing?
- Eating.

- Eating?
- Mm-hm.

How did your meeting
with Mr. Parker go?

Mr. Parker's no longer with us.
All that's left is his cowboy boots.

Oh, my gosh.

- How are you doing?
- I'm doing okay.

Her husband's been with us most of
the time, so she's been pretty quiet.

Who's ever behind this isn't
fooling around, so watch yourself.

Ten-four.

My chili's better.

He's kind of cute.

- Who?
- That agent, Mr. Stetson.

- The one in charge of security.
- Oh, him.

Yeah, him. Yeah, I notice he
doesn't have a wedding ring on.

Oh, no. No, I could
never get involved with...

anybody in that line of work.
That's... That's too dangerous.

Sometimes dangerous can be fun.

Sometimes dangerous
can be dangerous.

Yeah. Yeah.

I want some appreciation, damn it. I
spent the entire evening with an IRS man.

Do you have to give me the gory
details of how you got the information?

Yes, I do.

First, we went to a tiny little
restaurant with imitation wood tables...

and no wine list to speak of...

and then he suggested
that we go back to his condo.

Oh, come on, it's not like
you've never done that before.

Not to music, I haven't.

Rudolph claims he knows
everything about Endicott.

He handled their
audit a few years back.

Guess who owns
Endicott Roofing Company?

Johnson Oil.

- It's owned by who?
- Johnson Oil.

I did some checking on
it and I found out that...

they got the embassy
job by bidding really low.

Oh, by the way, what did Recon get
on that photo I took at the embassy?

- You know, the guy with his back turned?
- Unfortunately, not too much.

Uh, it does appear
that he's looking up at

the roof of the embassy
and, uh, let me see.

Uh, he's tall, looks like he
has a little bit of dandruff...

and he's wearing cowboy boots.

- He's wearing what?
- Cowboy boots.

Good luck. Bye.

- Was that Lee you were talking to?
- Aah. Yeah.

- Listen, Billy.
- Uh-huh?

Would you mind explaining
one tiny little inequity to me?

What's that?

Well, it just seems that while
I, the seasoned professional...

am here, digging
through files...

socializing with the IRS,
Amanda, the rookie...

is out whooping it up with royalty,
ex-movie stars, and Lee Stetson.

Heh, I mean, I'm asking you, who do
you know that is better at mingling with...

- and flattering the idle rich than I am?
- No one.

Aha. So you can explain
the situation to me?

Certainly.

That's the way life is.

Why do I even ask
these questions?

Thank you very much.

Thank you. Thank you.
Thank you very much.

Thank you, thank you,
thank you, I appreciate it.

And welcome.

Welcome once again to the sweetest
little ranch on the Atlantic side of Texas.

Most of y'all know that the prince's
father, Nessim Ahmed Khan...

was a very dear friend of
mine. He was a great man.

And a great leader
of his people.

And as a token of my
esteem for the royal couple...

I want to present the princess
with a little something...

from the very
bottom of my heart.

Rheza has been meeting
with Bo for two hours now.

And I know what Bo's up to.

That man will go to any
length to close that deal.

Why don't you just relax and enjoy
the honeysuckle in the moonlight?

You know, when Rheza
and I were first married...

we were inseparable.

I think we scandalized
the country.

Now, oh, so much
of his day is spent...

with... With meetings and
crises and we argue all the time.

Mostly about Bo
and that oil lease.

Oh, I don't know.

Amanda, I don't know, maybe
that's not even the issue at all.

Maybe it's not.

Maybe if you could stop being
the prince and the princess...

and just be Penelope and Rheza
once in a while, maybe be alone.

Maybe that would help.

When... When I was married and things
weren't going so well, I had this, um...

- What?
- Sexy nightgown.

- Did you really?
- Yeah.

My ex-husband liked it, so when things
weren't going so well, I'd put it on.

And he had this, uh,
concoction, this hot mulled wine...

he'd make it and he would bring it to bed
then things would just kind of get better.

Oh, Amanda, do you know, I didn't
even think to pack a sexy nightgown?

It could be better without
the sexy nightgown.

Uh, oh.

Ha, ha. Oh-ho.

- This is not an oh-ho.
- Oh.

Uh-uh. No, no. No. I... I don't
know what that man wants.

- No?
- No.

Does, uh, "honeysuckle
and moonlight" ring a bell?

Oh, you have a
vivid imagination.

Amanda, it looks like the only fun
that I'm going to have this weekend...

is hearing about the fun that
you are having this weekend.

Oh, no.

So why don't you please just get
started and I'll start having some, huh?

I am going to bed.

Just wait a few discreet
moments and, tsk, give her the gas.

Good night.

Does Princess Di talk like that?

Oh, come in.

Hi.

I thought I was supposed
to be undercover.

You are.

Why? Is anything wrong?

Oh, no, no, that was a very subtle
performance you gave at the window.

She thinks we're
having an oh-ho-ho.

- A what?
- You heard me. She thinks you're cute.

- I am cute.
- Not that cute.

Listen to this.

Whoever tried to kill
the prince the other day...

was supposedly working
for Endicott Roofing.

Making repairs at the embassy?

- Hmm?
- Yeah.

Well, Endicott got the job
by bidding incredibly low.

Well, Endicott is a tax-loss
company, owned by a company...

that's owned by a company
that's owned by guess who?

Johnson Oil.

- Johnson? As in Bo Johnson?
- Yes, ma'am.

Oh, boy.

So, what did you come up with?

Well, um, the princess
is trying to convince

the prince not to
renew Bo's oil lease.

See, uh, Bo's putting on
a lot of pressure, though.

Seems like everything is not the
way that it seems that it is here.

Bo's not doing all that well.

Most of the wells that he's
drilled recently have come up dry.

The princess doesn't think...

it would be in the interest
of the country to renew.

You know what?

She doesn't like
Bo Johnson at all.

Earl?

You're sure that cliff's gonna give
way when that horse runs onto it?

Yeah, that ought to
do it, Mr. Johnson.

That ledge'll never support
a horse's weight now.

I sure hate to lose a beautiful
horse like that Arabian...

but it'll be worth it if
I can shut that little

Penelope Squire's
mouth once and for all.

- Yeah, I know what you mean.
- Let's get on back to the ranch.

Good morning, ladies. Good morning.
- Good morning.

How y'all doing?

My, my, but that's a mighty
handsome horse you got there, princess.

Yeah. He's beautiful, Bo.

He's a high-spirited animal.
You be careful, you hear?

I've been riding since I was 6 years
old. I think I can handle the horse.

You sure you won't come with me?

Oh, no, I... I
really better not.

I have an allergy, and,
you know, with this cast.

Oh, that's a shame Mrs.
King can't go with you...

because that'd save Mr. Stetson
from worrying about security.

I beg your pardon?

You mean the
princess doesn't know?

Doesn't know what?

That you're a G-man.
Or shouldn't I say, G-lady?

Eh, I mean, you do work
for Mr. Stetson, don't you?

You see, my foreman, Earl, just
happened to be outside your window...

digging for night crawlers while
you and Mr. Stetson were powwowing.

I thought you came here as my friend.
Apparently, you were just doing your job.

- No...
- I hope they're paying you well.

Penny!

- I am not a G-man.
- Oh, I never contradict a lady.

Have a pleasant day.

Hi. MAN: Can I help you?

Uh, I promised my little boy
Timmy I'd tell him about a real ranch.

He's just crazy about
cowboys, you know?

Uh, he'd sure love this hat.

Does it belong to
the guy in this bunk?

That's right.

Hello. Do you have a horse
that I could borrow, please?

Well, I just grained
all the horses, ma'am.

- Yes?
- Well, all except El Diablo here.

Oh, he looks like a nice one.

You sure you can ride
with that leg like that?

Oh, sure, I'll be
fine. Yeah, just fine.

El Diablo's kind
of a spirited horse.

Looks like Mr. Parker
has a dandruff problem.

Well, that'll happen to
you in this dry weather.

You suppose I could talk
to him about buying this hat?

Willis Parker
ain't here no more.

Is he ready? MAN: Ready.

Oh, okay. Good boy.

- Can I help you?
- No, that's all right.

I'm fine, thank you very much.

Ouch.

Could you give me a
leg up there, please?

One, two, three. Here we go.

Whoa. No, it's all right.
I'm fine. Yeah, I'm fine.

- I got you. Come on.
- Yeah.

Okay. Which way
did the princess go?

- That way, ma'am.
- Yeah, okay.

- Just bring him along this way, ma'am.
- This way.

Try digging your heels
into the horse's flanks.

- Yeah, okay.
- Gently.

You were saying that you don't
have roundups here in Virginia.

You guys must still have some
of those cowboy skills, right?

Well, yeah, I guess
you could say that.

Like branding. You could rope a
steer if you had to, I'll bet. Huh?

And shooting. This Mr. Parker
here any kind of a shot?

Yeah, Willis Parker
is a hell of a good shot.

I gotta get going, mister.

Look, I'd put that hat
back where I found it.

Yeah.

Amanda?

Amanda, hang on. I'm coming!

Hold on to the rein.

Whoa, whoa.

- Ugh.
- Are you all right?

Okay.

Oh, thank you.

You could have gotten
killed on that horse.

Well, he was the
only one available.

- That was close.
- And I had to explain.

Are you telling me you got on
that horse just in order to explain?

Well, I thought it was
like driving a car...

and about last night, I just
want you to keep an open mind.

Sure.

- Hold it very still.
- Of course.

- It's okay.
- Hold the horse.

It's okay.

It was Willis Parker who fired
those shots, wasn't it, Johnson?

Now Parker's dead.

I hope you forgive
me, Mr. Stetson...

but, uh, I don't think you're really in
any position to be asking the questions.

Now if you'll excuse me, I'm
gonna go see a man about a horse.

Earl...

we'll, uh, take care
of Mr. Stetson...

and Ms. King when I get back.

Oh.

Kind of ironic, you know?

You spending all that
energy to protect the prince...

when, uh, I can assure you, he
was never in any danger at all.

So when Bo Johnson accused
me of spying, I felt just awful...

because I'm not the kind of
person who spies on friends.

The relationship with Mr. Stetson
was awful hard to explain.

It's really very secretive. My
family doesn't even know about it.

In public, when he talks
to me, he won't look at me.

Looks straight ahead,
won't even look at me.

- Well, about last night...
- Amanda, you can stop.

- I can?
- Yes, I believe you.

- You do?
- Yes, and I understand.

- Oh, good.
- Look, let's get you back.

- Um, you can ride my horse.
- No, no, I... I can't ride any horse.

Yes, you can. He's very gentle,
he won't give you any trouble at all.

- His hair.
- Amanda, please.

Let's just not talk
about it anymore, okay?

- Okay.
- I can see it's very difficult for you.

Whoa.

I tell you, I just feel
a little silly, that's

all. I mean, here I
am encouraging you...

to, uh, get something
going with Mr. Stetson.

- You've been having an affair all along.
- Huh?

You're not gonna
get away with this.

The prince's security people
are gonna ask questions.

Just a little
horseback-riding accident.

Yeah. But the princess
is an experienced rider.

Not on that white stallion,
she ain't. He's a killer.

Okay, can you handle that now?

See? You're doing great.
Good. Good, just keep it up.

Yeah.

And whose fault is it if that
ledge just happens to give way?

This is better.

Whoa! Whoa!

Amanda, hold on. Just hang
on. I'm coming. Just don't let go.

Whoa! Horse, whoa!

That was close. That
was just too close.

- It just... Just...
- Oh.

- Yeah.
- Yeah. You were right.

You and horses don't get along.

Oh, well, I don't
know, it wasn't so bad.

I didn't sneeze once.

Here.

No, you here.

Well, now that
this is all over...

maybe Rheza and I
can have a real vacation.

Yeah. Um, I think the prince
will enjoy Disney World.

- Listen, make sure you write, okay?
- I will.

I'm dying to find out
how things, uh, turn out...

between you and Mr. Stetson.

- It's not what you think.
- Oh, sure. Ha, ha.

- Now, you take care of yourself.
- You too.

All right.

Bye.

- So she said I was cute.
- She was under a lot of pressure.

Amanda, when you're undercover,
it is not good procedure...

to look at me until the
assignment is officially over.

Does the, uh, princess
know you're working with us?

No, but I had to have a reason you
were outside my window last night.

- What you come up with?
- I didn't come up with anything, she did.

Okay, what did she come up with?

She thinks we're having a thing.

A thing?

Eyes straight ahead, Scarecrow.