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Good afternoon,
miss. May I help you?

Hi. Jaime Sommers
to see Dr. Hatch.

That's her.

You're right, Mr. Goldman.

She's the last person in the
world anyone would suspect

that we'd use for
this assignment.

Maybe a bit young and
pretty for such responsibility,

but as you say, what better
disguise could there be?

Thank you. Just
follow this road.

Another guard will show
you to Dr. Hatch's office.

Okay.

Well, Miss Sommers,
what do you think?

Does that look like three years'
work and nearly $40 million?

Looks like a garage door opener.

I suppose when you
plug that little goody in it,

it does all kinds of
exotic things, huh?

As a matter of fact,
that does about cover it.

Specifically, it's Dr. Hatch's
cryptograph analyzer.

Plugged into the right computer,

that goody can break
any code in the world.

And if it does what
Dr. Hatch says it does,

it will be invaluable
to NATO's defense.

Other people think so, too.

There's been an attempt made
to steal it over the past month.

Luckily, the guards here spotted
it, but we can't take any chances.

Jaime, tomorrow morning a
special military convoy will escort it

to Mojave Secret
Center for testing.

And I get to ride on a truck
with 400 Marines, right?

Wrong. Oh.

We're gonna steal a little
old idea from the British.

At the turn of the century, there was a
fabulous diamond called the Star of Africa.

The British knew that
thieves were after it,

so they apparently sent it to
London under heavy guards.

What they actually did was
simply mail it parcel post.

Nobody knew the
difference. It arrived safely.

So I'm gonna be your basic
plain brown wrapper, hmm?

Mr. Goldman suggested
this plan of delivery.

With three years of my work
on the line, I was doubtful.

But he finally convinced me.

Listen, don't feel
bad about that.

I'm gonna have badges printed up

about that big, and they're gonna
say, "Oscar talked me into it."

You'll be met by
General Frank Partridge.

You will sign the usual
security receipts in

triplicate. Triplicate.

All right. The
second one's there.

The third one goes to
Dr. Hatch for his files.

Thank you.

This goes in here.

Now, it's in your care.

Some girls have all the luck.

Oh, Oscar, there's one
thing I wanted to ask you.

If the Mojave Secret Center
is a secret, how do I find it?

There's a helicopter
pilot waiting at the base.

He knows the route
and the landing codes.

You'll leave after dark.

Okay.

Dr. Hatch, it was a
pleasure meeting you.

And don't worry about your
brainchild. I'll take good care of it.

The courier just
left. It's a woman.

Yeah. Mid 20's, pretty.

Too bad it's the last
delivery she'll ever make.

I can't buy the tickets
until we have the money.

All right. Then we'll buy them
together at the airport tomorrow.

Okay.

This must be my
passenger. Got to go.

Hey, if you think you're leaving

without a sample of
what's in store for you

when we get to
Mexico, you're crazy.

Ooh! Sorry, kids.

Love you.

You too. Bye.

Hi. Hi.

I'm Ted Ryan. Jaime Sommers.

Can I ask who sent you?

Oscar Goldman.

Then I guess we're
meant for each other.

Where are we going?

Mojave Center.

Well, if you don't know
where this place is,

we're both in a lot of trouble.

Oh, I've been there
three times this month.

Good.

Why's a nice girl like you
going to a place like that?

Uh...

Gathering samples
for my snake collection.

Yeah. Right. Ask
a dumb question...

Well, shall we whirly?

Oh, I thought you'd never ask.

The desert test area
should be just ahead.

That's it.

I don't see any buildings.

You're not supposed to. The
whole center is underground.

It's a great duty
if you're a mole.

May I see your ID, please?

Thank you, Miss
Sommers. ID confirmed, sir.

Good evening.
I'm Frank Partridge.

You have a package for me from
my good friend, Oscar Goldman.

Certainly do, General.

Ah, yes.

I imagine you're as glad to
get rid of this as we are to get it.

I couldn't have said
that better myself.

You have the receipt?

Yes.

Okay. If you'll
sign there, please.

Your thumb.

Thank you. Now the
bottom copy is yours.

Tell Oscar hello for me,

and ask him to send you back
to us when we test the decoder.

That'd be a thrill.

This is for the pilot.

Dispatches for the
base. Nothing priority.

Thanks again, Miss Sommers.
Have a safe trip home.

Pleasure meeting you, sir.

Dispatches for the base.

Okay.

Bye. Bye.

Hello? Oscar?

Yeah. Mission complete.

Good. Go home
and get some sleep.

I'll send a car by later
to pick up the receipt.

Much later, please.
This is one tired little girl.

My legs even have metal fatigue.

Goodbye. Goodbye.

Go away.

Come on.

Hello. This is a recording.

I am not at home at the moment,

but if you care to leave your name and
your number at the sound of the beep,

I may call you when
I wake up. Beep.

Jaime. Jaime, will you
cut that out. This is Oscar.

Hi.

Listen, there's
something wrong here.

I just got a call from
General Partridge.

He says that you never arrived.

What?

Oscar, I put that
decoder right in his hand,

and he signed the
receipt in the normal way.

And you have that
receipt with you?

Yeah. It's in my purse.

Hey, what's going on, Oscar?

All I know is that everybody
from the Secretary on down

says the decoder is missing and
nobody knows what happened.

Well, you can put me
on that list too, huh?

I'll tell you what. I'll send
a car over right away.

Hold on a minute, Oscar.

Oh, boy!

Oscar, the car's here already.

Uh-oh.

That must be the
National Security Bureau.

You go with them and
I'll meet you at their office.

Hey, am I in some
kind of trouble?

Nothing that we can't fix.

Don't worry, babe.

Yeah, every time I hear someone say, "Don't
worry," the first thing I do is worry.

I'll see you there. Bye.

Miss Sommers, this is
Chief Investigator Gregory.

Hello. How do you do?

Now, Jaime, you say you got a
receipt from General Partridge.

Do you have it with you? Yes.

I think this will
clear things up.

Verify this immediately.

May I ask you what's going on?

Uh, why is the Security Bureau involved
in this? Nobody will tell me anything.

Just routine, Miss Sommers.

Sometimes organizations are
incapable of policing themselves.

You know, club members
protecting other club members,

doctors for doctors,
lawyers for lawyers,

police, politicians,
generals, and everybody.

I see.

And you're afraid the OSI is
incapable of judging who, me?

I'm sure we can clear
this up very quickly.

Good.

One way or another.

Please be seated, Miss Sommers.

Now, Miss Sommers,
exactly what happened?

You say you
delivered the decoder.

Yes.

What happened then?

Nothing.

The pilot flew me
back to the base.

Well, ask him. He can verify it.

The pilot hasn't been found,
Jaime. We've got an APB out for him.

Miss Sommers, your story of everything
being routine just doesn't match the facts.

Do you have any theories as
to how the decoder was stolen?

Stolen? Wait a minute.

As far as we know,
it's still missing.

Ask Dr. Hatch to come in.

Would you repeat what
you told me, Doctor?

A colleague in Paris called
my office this morning.

It's rumored that an espionage broker
named Alex Martine now has the decoder.

Apparently Martine has already
made a deal to sell it to our enemies.

What do you have to say
to that, Miss Sommers?

Nothing. She's got nothing to say
about it because it doesn't concern her.

This man, what's his
name, Martine? Martine.

Got it from General Partridge
after Jaime delivered it.

Do you hear me? After.

That's possible.

What does General
Partridge look like?

He's in his 40s,
he's about 5'11."

He's got sandy grayish
hair, he's about 170 pounds.

Well, Oscar, you
know him. Help me.

I've never met him, Jaime. I
just talked to him on the phone.

He told me you
were good friends.

Then let me introduce him.

Oscar Goldman, Brigadier
General Frank Partridge.

Goldman. Miss Sommers.

Um, I don't know who
that man was I met then.

Alex Martine, apparently.

The computer says
this is his thumbprint.

How much did he pay
you, Miss Sommers?

Just a minute.

You got no call to say that.

We disagree.

Miss Sommers, you're gonna be
detained pending further investigation.

Are you telling me
I'm under arrest?

Detained, until we find
the pilot and get his story.

This is Kent. I've found
a wrecked helicopter.

I think the pilot's the
one wanted on the APB.

He's dead.

Easy, babe. Easy.

Oscar, what is happening to me?

It's starting to look as though
you were framed, my dear.

That pilot took you
to a fake airport.

You gave the
decoder to an impostor.

Well, I'll buy that, but
how are we gonna prove it?

Who all knew I was
on that assignment?

I thought of that.

I was the only one originally.

Then Dr. Hatch knew,
then General Partridge.

But there must have been
others. There probably was a leak.

Maybe in the Secret Center.

Carlson. Maybe Dr. Hatch's lab.

Maybe even the OSI.

Phone call,
Mr. Goldman. Washington.

I put a call in
to the Secretary.

I asked him to release you so
that we can work on this together.

Anything, just
get me out of here.

Good morning, Mr. Secretary.

Oh, I didn't know that
you spoke to Mr. Gregory.

No, I have no further
evidence that refutes his...

But I do have a plan.

I thought maybe
you'd let Jaime go...

Pardon me, sir, but may
I respectfully ask why?

Immediately?

Very well, Mr. Secretary.

I will. Thank you.

What happened?

Can't believe this.

He doesn't want me to
interfere with the investigation.

Why?

He was talking with Gregory.

Martine's thumbprint
evidently is incriminating.

He says that I can't be
objective in this assignment

because of my
high regard for you.

And he wants me to go to
Washington for a Board of Inquiry.

Wait a minute. What happens
to me? You mean I'm stuck here?

For the time being, yes.

Oscar, I can't just sit in
here with my neck in a noose.

This thing would open
up like a sardine can.

Listen, listen. You do that
and you really will look guilty.

Then assign someone
to find that helicopter pilot.

Listen, I can't assign a janitor
to empty a wastepaper basket,

not on this case.

Oscar, please
don't leave me here.

Listen, it won't be long.

And don't do anything
foolish, huh? Promise?

I'll be back as soon as I can.

And don't worry.

I think it's time I got worried.

Dr. Hatch.

I hope you'll reserve
judgment on Miss Sommers.

I'll try. The whole thing
is a shock. I liked her.

Doc, I'd trust her with my life.

Well, you trusted her with
three years of my life's work.

Look, let me give you a lift. My
car is here. We can talk about this.

Don't worry about me. My
assistant's picking me up.

That's strange. For the first time
in several years, I've nothing to do.

With the decoder on the open
market, its secrets are obsolete.

The whole project
was a total waste.

The government gave my
company $40 million for nothing.

Oh.

Oh, have you met my assistant,
Mr. Naud? Oscar Goldman.

How do you do, Mr. Naud?

How do you do, Mr. Goldman?

What happened, Doctor?

They arrested the courier.

I see.

Well, he certainly
had the opportunity.

It was a girl.

A girl? That is surprising.

I'll call you when I get
back from Washington, huh?

Nice to meet you, Mr. Naud.

Miss Sommers. We found Ted Ryan.

He was killed in the
crash of his chopper.

We found this in the wreckage.

It's covered with
your fingerprints.

Yeah, that fake general told
me it was dispatches for the base.

Oh, did he now?

It's over $100,000.

It's not a bad paycheck
for one night's work.

What else did you give him?

Oh, that's cute.

This is for the pilot.

He tricked me into
getting those prints.

Miss Sommers, you
can probably save Oscar

Goldman's career by
making a full confession.

He's a valuable man. Why
drag him down with you?

I'm telling you the truth.

Look, if you don't believe me, then let
me talk to somebody who will, all right?

I'd like to call a lawyer.

The OSI will provide
an attorney for you.

That's standard
Internal Affairs procedure

for an agent that
gets in trouble.

And I call this trouble.

So do I.

Boy, I'm hungry.

Don't even get bread
and water around here?

We only handle special
prisoners down here.

Don't have a mess hall. We'll
send out for something later.

Well, the last time I heard it,

people were innocent
until proven guilty.

Now, has that changed
since this morning?

What's your point?

I've made it! I'm hungry.

I mean... And my stomach
has rights too, doesn't it?

There's gotta be some
kind of a machine upstairs

that sells sandwiches or candy.

And a cup of coffee
would be nice. Please?

Don't go away.

Mmm. Was hoping
he wouldn't say that.

I just talked to Washington,
and she's a very special lady.

This is just a sample
of what she can do.

If she's gone bad,

I want her found.

Warn everybody she's
extremely dangerous.

Tell them to act accordingly and
not take any unnecessary chances.

I want her taken alive.

If possible.

Operator, I'd like to make
a long distance call, please.

You can... No, you'll have
to reverse the charges.

Hello. FEMALE OPERATOR:
I have a collect call

for anyone from Jaime Sommers.
Will you accept the charges?

I'll accept the charges,
operator. Jaime?

Oscar? Listen, and don't
be upset with me, please.

But I couldn't stay in
that place any longer.

Ooh, I wish you hadn't done
that. You might make things worse.

I'll tell you what,
though. I have a meeting

with the Board of
Inquiry this afternoon.

I'll see what I can
do on this end.

Okay. But listen, there's
something I can do on this end.

Now there was a girl with Ryan
at the airport the other night.

She knew he was
expecting some money

because they were talking
about going to Mexico together.

Well, maybe she's in on
it. Do you know her name?

Uh, Milly.

Mille 3 was on
the license plate.

Betty, check the California
personalized license plate Mille 3.

Oscar, I'll call you back.

She's not here. How
could she get away?

Yes. Yes, operator, I accept
the charges. Put her on.

Jaime! Are you all right?

Yeah. Boy, and now I know how
Bambi felt on the first day of deer season.

Listen, did you
trace the license?

Yes, I did. Here it is.

The car is registered to
Milly Wilson, 963 Peck Road.

Milly!

I'm upstairs.

Hey.

What happened to Ted?

Okay.

Ted was supposed
to crash the chopper,

leave the attaché
case for the cops to find.

I don't know. He must've had
trouble when he tried to bail out.

I had nothing to do with it!

Well, I had better not
find out that you did.

Oh, come on. I know
you loved the guy.

But accidents happen.
There's no figuring that.

Mmm-hmm.

What, are you packed or what?

To go where? I was going to
Mexico with Ted, remember?

You're still going.

We don't need any loose ends
around here for them to trace.

Hey, I'll go with you as
far as Mexico City, huh?

Can you get away now?

Sure. I can get away now. We're gonna
close the lab and let everyone go anyway.

There's nothing to do
till we get a new contract.

Look, Milly,

I'm sorry about
Ted. I really am.

But everything
else has gone great.

They even bought
the frame on that girl.

I mean, we're home free,

if no one loses
their nerve, huh?

So, come on. Come on. Let's go.

Yeah.

Base, this is Seven.

Your suspect, Jaime Sommers,

has just entered the grounds of
the Hatch Research Lab. Over.

All right, Seven. Hold
surveillance, but don't spook her.

I'll be there in a few
minutes with back-up units.

Seven. That's a roger.

Please be quiet, Dr. Hatch.

Of course. I'd be foolish
to do anything else.

How'd you get out of jail?

Doesn't matter now. I
know who stole that decoder.

So does everybody else.

It wasn't me and I can
prove it, but I need your help.

Miss Sommers, if you
know something important,

tell it to Mr. Gregory.

I just found out the identity of the
man who posed as General Partridge.

It was your assistant, Naud.

John? Oh, that's ridiculous.

It's true, and I can prove it.

He used an overlay of
Martine's thumbprint to frame me.

And that helicopter
pilot was working for him.

Are you sure about all this?

So sure that we are going
to call Oscar in Washington

and let him take care of it.

Hmm.

I may be a fool,
but I believe you.

Mr. Goldman, this is Dr. Hatch.

Jaime Sommers is in my office.

Now?

Yes. She says my assistant
impersonated General Partridge

and paid off the pilot.

I'll be right there.

Right. Let me talk
to him for a minute.

Oh, sorry, he just hung up.

But he's delighted and he'll
be here just as soon as he can.

Hello, Russ. When'd
you get back?

Oh, about 10 minutes ago.

The F-111, the
fastest jet I could find.

Well, what happened
in Washington?

I didn't stay to find out.

I was there and I
thought to myself, "Jaime's

in trouble. What am
I doing in meetings?"

So I came back.

Well, what's the Secretary
gonna say about that?

I don't really care.

He has my resignation
if he wants it.

Backing the people who trust
you is more important than a job.

Get Gregory on the phone.
Find out the latest word on Jaime.

You were absolutely
right, Miss Sommers.

Naud did impersonate
the General.

And you were in on it.

Mmm-hmm.

Why would you want to
steal your own decoder?

Because, Miss Sommers,
it was a piece of junk.

After $40 million in funding

and three years of
imaginative progress reports,

I couldn't afford
to have it tested.

We can all live very comfortably

on what I've skimmed
off the 40 million.

We'll lock her in the safe.

It's rigged with a
self-destruct charge.

The OSI has rigged many
super-secret vaults that way.

They reason it's wiser to
destroy certain research materials

rather than have them
fall into enemy hands.

And in this case,

I must say I agree with them.

No!

Goldman will know the
safe was blown purposely.

No. With the
research files missing,

he can't prove the decoder
wasn't everything I claimed.

We'll say that she broke
in to steal something else

and accidentally
detonated the charge.

What else can he prove?

Miss Sommers?

Would you rather he shoot
you right there and drag you in?

Set the timer for five minutes.

Take it.

Closing that door started the firing
sequence. We've got to get it open.

Not till I get the phony
research on your decoder.

Naud! Open the door!

Forget it. They'll
never hear you

through this four
inches of solid steel.

Come on, help me with this.

It's stuck.

Stop the timer.

I can't stop it without the key.

Hey, wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

Well, I think your friends
just proved they aren't.

You've locked them in.

I know I locked them in.

Look, the old man was gonna
get the big slice of the money.

Now, what's left of the
40 million goes to us.

Okay? Come on. We
gotta get outta here.

What're you doing with that?

We're gonna be killed.
I can get us out of here.

How?

All you have to
know is that I can.

Well, then do it.

Not until you get the files that
prove your decoder was a fake.

Your office told me
Jaime Sommers was here.

She's locked in
the vault with Hatch.

The destruct sequence
has been activated.

Jaime!

Jaime, can you hear me?

Yes, Oscar.

You can't hear me.

The safe is about to blow
in just over three minutes.

Get those files and
I'll get us out of here.

What, do you want
a demonstration?

Right. Now, get those files.

All right. All right.

There's only a
minute and a half left.

Get your men out of here.

All right. Everybody out!

Goldman!

Hurry up! All right. All right.

If anybody reads these, they'll
know that decoder couldn't work.

Now, please, get us out of here!

Just stand back, please.

All right.

Jaime! There's
only seconds left.

Hurry!

Hurry.

Hurry. Get us out of here.

Oh!

This is gonna be harder
than I thought it was.

Hurry, will you?

Hurry!

Jaime! Hurry!

Okay.

Hurry!

Hurry. Get us out of here.

Come on! Get out!

You're under arrest.

Tell me about it
after you read this.

You almost went out with a bang.

Oh, I hoped you
wouldn't say that.

I think that's for me.

Hello.

Well, yes. Yes, put him on.

It's the Secretary.

Good afternoon, Mr. Secretary.

Yes.

Yes, I agree with
you, Mr. Secretary.

I think we all owe Miss
Sommers an apology.

Right.

Thank you very much for calling.

Oh, by the way, would you like
to talk to her? She's right here.

Just a minute. Oscar, come on!

I'll get her.

Hey, this would be a great
time to ask for a new raise, huh?

No.

Hello?

No. I can understand
you perfectly.

I think you have
a delightful accent.

Well...

No, as a matter
of fact, I do feel

that everyone jumped
to conclusions about me,

and nobody gave me
the benefit of any doubts.

Hmm. That's all right.

Don't worry about it. Everybody's
entitled to one mistake, you know.

I'm just glad it's over.

Okay. Oh, that's
very nice. Thank you.

All right. Thank you
very much for calling.

He's gonna send me
his letter of commendation

and his personal apologies.

And you're gonna get one from
General Partridge and Gregory as well.

Oh, my.

I seem to be the most
wronged little girl around here.

I mean, it was terrible.
Everyone deserted me.

Everyone but you.

I really thank you for
sticking by me, Oscar.

Think nothing of it, babe.

There's only one thing you really did
wrong through this whole case, you know.

What? What? There's only one.

Well, you gave me
some terrible advice.

What are you talking about?

That was a perfect opportunity
for me to ask for a raise.

I mean, who knows when I'm
gonna get another chance like that.