All language subtitles for The Rockford Files S05e04 White On White And Nearly Perfect_prob3

What are they gonna do, kill us?

Come on, don't make me laugh.

I don't know any of these people
and I'm actually on this case as a friend.

Are you the Lance White
that saved Mr. Hillman's life?

Let's just say it's closer
than I like to come.

Is it about time for an
intermission? I'm out of popcorn.

Because of a sense of caution,

I am a man without a country.

Any attempt to enter into this
affair from this point forward

will bring severe reprisals.

ROCKFORD ON ANSWERING
MACHINE: This is Jim Rockford. At the tone,

leave your name and
message. I'll get back to you.

Pacific View Lots,

perpetual care by
people who care.

At an unbelievably low price.

Call Montieff and Snell,
the full-service mortuary.

We won't rest easy,
until you rest easy.

My gun barked, snapping flames

at the two shadowy
figures, but they kept on.

Melissa was at my side,

I could hear her
breath coming in gasps,

and then I saw a
flame jump from his .45.

A white-hot, searing
pain ripped at my temple.

In a moment of red-orange agony,

I heard her scream and
then I took the big leap.

It sucked me down,

down to that pit of silence
where nothing moves

and time stands
like an idle drunk

weaving slightly, ready to fall.

I was back in
death's waiting room,

in the outer office to eternity.

Hi, Rocks.

Just like Dan Slade.

What? Dan Slade,
the private eye.

I've been reading this
here book about him.

You know, the more I read this,

the more I understand what's
really going on around here.

Yeah, that was quite a dish

you just said
goodbye to out there.

Or, as Dan Slade would say,

"Lush and lovely
and ready for love."

Only Cherisse is lush and
lovely and ready for Bellevue.

You don't like her, sonny?

She's my bail
bondsman's secretary.

She preaches while
she drives you home.

Bail bondsman?

Yeah, well, the card
game got busted.

Angel hit a cop. Ah.

Ugh!

I was worried about that one,

that's why I put
it in the front.

Rocky, if you're
worried about it,

then throw it out.

Oh, you got a call about
10:00 last night. I put it down.

A fellow named
Teasdale from Pasadena

wants to see you this morning.

Let me tell you
something, Rocks.

You've been
telling me all my life.

Get a straight
job, drive a truck.

I don't know, maybe
you were right.

Aw, you're just feeling down

because you spent
the night in jail.

You know, that leach Eddie

is holding my car

on a crummy $200 bond.

You know, the only reason
I was in the card game

was to get the bank off my back.

That one's okay, but I
can still taste the other one.

Which, I guess, is a
commentary on my whole life.

That fellow Teasdale, he
wants to see you at 9:00.

You can borrow my truck.
No, that's all right, Rocky.

I've still got a couple
of hundred bucks here.

If you'll just take me
back, I'll pick up my car.

Sure. Hey, I'm sorry, Dad.

You just caught
me at a bad time.

But, reading that detective
fiction doesn't help.

I mean, things aren't
like that, you know.

They're never black and white.

There aren't any
heroes, they die young.

See? His gun is deadly,

mine's in the cookie jar.

Is there something wrong, Miss?

Er, no.

Oh, good. I think that's him.

Mr. Teasdale? No, he's
upstairs. Just a minute.

Hello, Angela.

I came as soon as I could.

Apparently, Mr. Rockford
did some work for...

It's okay.

Hi, Jim.

How's tricks?

What are you doing here, Lance?

I'm only here as a friend, Jim.

Don't worry, this is your case.

That's what you said
the last time, remember?

Ooh, time's wasting.

We've got work to do. What
do you say we get on it?

Thank you, Lance.

Oh, it's okay, honey.

Friends are for helping.
That's why I came.

Okay, let's do it.

Why don't we just...
Don't worry, Jim.

Things have a
way of working out.

They always do.
Yeah, they sure do.

Yes?

Please, come closer.

Well, which one of
you is Mr. Rockford?

I am, sir.

Who's your friend?

Oh, I'm sorry, sir.
White. Lance White.

I'm a friend of your
secretary, Angela.

She called me when you became

concerned about
Veronica's disappearance.

Of Course, I know
Joey Blackwood.

Now, I was in
Phoenix on business

so I hopped a flight and got
back here as soon as I could.

Well, if you know Joey Blackwood

then you know
why I am concerned.

It would ease my mind

if I knew who Veronica is.

Veronica Teasdale,

Mr. Teasdale's daughter.

Now, she's missing,

and Mr. Teasdale suspects
that Joey Blackwood,

whom she was seeing,
may be involved.

He suspects foul play.

What else does
Mr. Teasdale suspect?

You were recommended
to me by Mr. Farely.

You apparently did some work
for him at our Hanover plant.

I wasn't aware that you
owned Hanover Resources.

Oh, Mr. Teasdale
acquired it last June.

It's part of the Teasdale
Defense Industries package.

You seem quite well
informed, young man.

Just a layman's knowledge, sir.

Would you mind, Lance?

Er, Mr. Teasdale,
do you think we could

talk about this alone?

No, no. Please, please, stay.

You're an investigator, too?

That's right, sir.

Lance White Investigations.

We handle just about everything

from security breaches
to active homicides.

Well, I'm going to have to
correct you on that, Lance.

You see, Mr. Teasdale,

licensed investigators aren't
permitted on active homicides.

I don't want the police involved

for reasons of my own.

That's very important.

Well, there's no problem there.

At least in my case, the
police seem to understand

when I don't involve them for
reasons of client confidentiality.

Right, Jim?

Yeah, look, I think the
best way to handle this

is if I just move on.

You and Lance
should get along fine.

Jim, you were called in first.

I'm only here as a friend.

I wouldn't take
that job for anything.

Not for anything, Lance? No.

Don't kid a kidder.

I'm prepared to pay 500 a day.

Not for 1,000, not for 10.

Ethics are ethics, Mr. Teasdale.

And they don't change
when the price goes up.

They usually do.

But I'm not going to
argue about it. I'll take it.

Angela will give you a
list of Veronica's friends

and a photograph.

I suppose the place to start
looking is Blackwood's nightclub.

I understand she was
there two nights ago.

Thank you for coming and, uh,

you'll be in touch?

No, Jim will.

I'm only here as a
friend, Mr. Teasdale.

But don't worry, everything's
going to work out just fine.

I'll just see myself out.

Jim.

I am a good judge of people.

That is a fine young man

with a remarkable character.

Oh, no doubt about
it. Lance is perfect.

It's his only flaw.

It's good to see you again,
Angela. I just wish it was under

some kind of different
circumstances.

Ah, here's Veronica's
picture, Jim,

and a list of her
friends' names.

Now I promise to stay
out of the way this time.

You've got the job.

You're the one being paid.
I'm just here as a friend.

I think it's wonderful that
Lance cares for others.

It's why everyone loves him.

Yeah, well, we got snarled
up in a case in August.

I ended up doing 90 days
in the county honor farm.

Well, I'm sorry about that, Jim.

But I had my client's
interests to protect

and you did break
into that hotel room.

What client?

Who were you working for?
Nobody ever seemed to know.

Well, that was kind
of a strange one.

Those three little
boys hired me.

The triplets?

They were only eight years old.

Yeah. Well, when their
folks were killed by the mob,

I kind of took them in.

Finally I made
arrangements for them

to live on a friend's
farm in Vermont.

Oh, isn't that nice?
A happy ending.

All of us got to go to a farm.

Mr. Ziegler? We're here, sir.

Mr. Ziegler,

sir?

We're here.

Come on, let me help you.

Well, it ain't exactly
the Playboy Club,

but it ain't gonna draw
no brown shoes neither.

That's Long Beach over there?

Yes, sir. The Star is
tied down the wharf there.

Mr. Vincent's got all
the details worked out.

We're aiming for tomorrow night.

There used to be a place
I went to in Long Beach.

Saul's Deli.

He made matzo balls
as big as your fist.

Well, Mr. Ziegler, I could
find out if it's still open.

I could bring back some stuff.

Manny's got the stove working.

We've hooked up some power.

Maybe, if it's not
too much trouble.

For you, sir? Are you kidding?

This guy, Saul, he's
gonna cater you a dinner

if we have to dig him up
out of St. Mary's Cemetery.

He'd be at Mount Sinai.

Yeah, of course he would.

It's a strange odyssey.

Everybody says Israel
is beautiful in the spring.

I've seen pictures, it's true.

Sir, Mr. Vincent told us we
would be working with you

while you're in L.A.

You know, anything
you want, we'll do.

I might want to see a rabbi.

We'll find one, Mr. Ziegler.

Mr. Vincent will be here shortly

and give you an update on
the whole Teasdale situation.

Good.

Well, I guess we'll
leave you alone now.

Yeah, later.

He's not what I
expected. He's spooky.

He still bankrolls the
whole outfit, coast to coast.

The guys we only
hear about call him "sir."

Matzo balls? Come on.

Hey, hey!

What do you guys
think you're doing?

Hey, come on.

Get out of here. Hey! Get out!

What do you think you're doing?

Yeah, uh-huh.

No, that's exactly right.

That's fine.

No, no, just check him, Doug.

I'll call you back
in about an hour

and thanks, pal.

I know you're upset, Jim.

I mean, after all, I did
promise to stay out of it, didn't I?

A guy's got to do
what a guy's got to do.

I know you're making fun of me,

but I understand.

Are you late for something?

I guess you could say, Jim,

that I owe Angela the big favor.

She asked me to stay
involved for a while

and I couldn't turn
her down. You see,

she saved my life once,
a long, long time ago,

so you're just gonna
have to put up with me,

like it or not.

Oh, come on, please,
Lance. Not again.

Now, I have already made
some discreet inquiries here.

And I think I'm on to something.

How discreet?

Okay. With your hands in sight,

you both move to
that door over there.

Not very.

PIs.

Sonny says you was
asking about Mr. Blackwood.

When I came here,

I thought Blackwood's
was just a disco.

I find a stripper

and a bunch of pugs
sitting around slurping beer.

What've we got here?

That's really in the "so
what" department, Lance.

So Joey Blackwood
runs a horse parlor, huh?

Where's the strap
line lead to? Outside?

Where's the betting
room? Next door?

Well, maybe we ought to
get the police down here

and then I think we might
get some answers, huh?

Maybe we shouldn't
announce that.

Look, fellows, I think we're
getting sidetracked here.

The important thing to remember

is that Mr. Teasdale
is interested

in knowing if his
daughter is well.

Now, any information
confirming that fact

would be worth a
grand, maybe two.

Er, Joey and Miss Teasdale
had been hanging out.

Personally, I think
they maybe eloped.

If I told that to Teasdale,

do you think maybe
he'd come across?

Well, I don't know, but
I'll tell you what, Mr...?

Watson. Tuner Watson.

Yeah. Why don't I
go out and I'll find out

and then I'll call you
back this afternoon.

The guy with the
white hair outside,

sitting next to the bar? Yeah?

You know who he is? Yeah.

- He's my second cousin.
- He's a known felon.

Oh, you got to be mistaken.

I'm sure Mr. Watson's

second cousin,
he'd never do that.

His name's Caster. Peter Caster.

He's wanted on federal warrants.

Interstate sale of pirated
record cassette tapes.

This guy's beginning to bug me.

Fix them both, Sonny.

Damn it, Lance.

What are they gonna do, kill us?

Come on, don't make me laugh.

Come on.

Hey, you guys,
what are you doing?

Get out of there.

Go on. What the hell!

Come on, Jim,
let's get out of here.

Go.

All right, just slow
down. Slow down, Lance.

I got to tell you something.

I don't think you've got
all your oars in the water.

Maybe it's not important
to you that Peter Caster,

a know felon, is
sitting in that dump

but it really galls me.

They're running a horse
parlor right there in plain sight.

They have contempt for
everything that we stand for.

Oh, that's cute.

Look, we found out that
Blackwood's is a mob joint.

That means that Joey
Blackwood is connected.

I think we did great.

Well, we didn't do great.

We did terrible.
Just terrible, Lance.

I mean, I had the guy opening up

until you came up with Peter
Caster and his crummy cassette tapes.

You know, we got out of there
just by the skin of our teeth,

and they aren't connected.
Blackwood isn't connected.

They aren't mafia,

not with names
like Tuner Watson.

Yeah, well, at least
they'll think twice

before they try
threatening us again.

These guys run on
very lean mixtures.

They don't think twice.

That's why they're in
the line of work they're in.

What line of work is that, Jim?

I'll tell you.

They're in the misery business.

They create pain and hardship.

They deal in areas
of human frailty.

I can't stand the thought that

they walk the same
streets that we do.

They shop at discount
stores and go to ball games.

And one way or another,
somebody's got to cut them down.

Missed me.

Oh, Lance, there's a
woman waiting in your office.

Been there about 20 minutes.

Her name is Belle Labelle.

She's a dancer at Blackwood's.

See, Jim, things
are working out.

They always do.

Miss Labelle?

Belle Labelle?

My name's Barbara Gortner.

Labelle is a stage name.

I'm thinking of changing it.

White. Lance White.

This is Rockford. Jim Rockford.

I assume you're here with

some information
regarding Blackwood.

Joey Blackwood. I know
you're looking for him.

You see, Mr. White... Lance,

I love Joey, but he dumped
me for Veronica Teasdale.

I think I may know
where he's taken her.

He has a cabin at Lake Malibu.

1365 East Shore Drive.

I see.

Wait a minute. LANCE: Hmm?

I'm just a little
skeptical of all this.

I mean, people
don't just walk in

and volunteer
information on cue.

Now, what are we supposed
to do? We go up there,

knock on the door and eat
a double-ought calling card

from Tuner Watson?

I don't think so, Jim.

Barbara's in love with Joey.

He dumped her for Veronica.

It only makes sense that she'd
come here with information.

It doesn't make any
sense at all, Lance.

I don't understand what
you're so angry at, Jim.

How did she know we
were looking for Veronica?

Sally Moreno told me.

She works with Angela
at the Teasdale place.

Who's Sally Moreno?

Sally Moreno used to run
the chorus line at the Grove.

Sally and I go way back to my
whipped cream days at the Trocadero.

We both danced in that line.

Then you must know Don Hillman.

Don took me in when
I was down and out.

His father is an old client.

I still see Mr. Hillman, Senior,

every Easter up at Oak Crest.

Are you the Lance White
that saved Mr. Hillman's life

a long, long time ago,

when the mob was
moving in at the club

and threatened his wife
and four grandchildren?

Let's just say it's closer
than I like to come.

Is it about time for
an intermission?

I'm out of popcorn.

Thank you for the
information, Miss Labelle.

If we need you, we'll call you.

In 10 years, you're
the first person

I've given my real name to.

Funny, isn't it?

Funny. Don't you think, Jim?

Oh, yeah, yeah. In an abstract

and totally frustrating way.

Look, you must be busy.

I'm going to be moving.

Jim, if you're thinking
of calling a cab

and going up to Lake Malibu,

I wouldn't do
that if I were you.

You see, my car is outside

and I will probably beat
you by about half an hour.

It hasn't occurred to
you that this is a trap?

A trap?

Come on, Jim. I doubt that.

I can't explain why
you're still walking around.

It's not going to last long.

You know, you're naive, Lance.

You really are. You
have to be cynical.

You have to question things.

You can't take someone named
Belle Labelle on face value.

What's her angle?
Who's payroll is she on?

You find out the
answers to those things

and then you start
moving fast and crooked.

You go through doorways
sideways and low,

at odd angles.

You look for the big
lie. Question everything.

I'm going up to Lake Malibu.

Why don't you come with me?

They'll kill him.

You have to understand
how this happened, sir.

We were prepared to
snatch this Teasdale girl,

but we didn't want to do
anything until you arrived.

There was some question
in the message we got

that you may not arrive.

Kidnapping is serious and

it was my decision

to wait until you
were actually here

before taking the girl.

Because of a sense of caution,

I am, what?

A man without a country?

I can't go back to St. Thomas.

Maybe I should stay on this scow

for the rest of my life.

Sir,

she apparently was seeing
a man named Blackwood.

He's a sort of, you
know, local sharpshooter.

The rumor we got is that
they may have eloped.

I got Auggie checking
on all his known hangouts.

As a matter of fact, he's on
his way to Lake Malibu right now.

Caution is a disease.

It flourishes in
opulent environments.

We're doing everything possible.

In all my life, Mr. Vincent,

I have never wanted anything

as much as I want this.

I was told you were
the best out here.

I selected the best.

I must go to
Israel before I die.

They must be
forced to accept me.

If you fail,

I swear to you,

I will turn my last ounce

of strength against you,

because you will have hurt me

worse than any enemy.

It will be done.

Tell you what, have
Doug boy call the office.

I'd like him to check
up on a few things.

Right. Thanks.

Hey, are you on some
kind of medication?

That thing keeps going off.

That's because I set it
at 10-minute intervals.

Why do you do that?

Because time is valuable,
Jim, and I don't like to waste it.

I like to be aware
that it's passing.

Time is just a measurement.

It doesn't improve
because you watch it.

I'm afraid I don't understand

what you're
driving at. All right,

let me put it this way.

What do you do for fun?

I help people.

All right, great. But
what do you do after that?

What about girls? I like them.

Do you date them?

But there's no
time. There never is.

What about Angela,
Teasdale's secretary?

She's very nice and she
seems attracted to you.

And I'm attracted to her.

You and Angela sometimes

relax together, maybe?

Come on, Jim, I respect
her too much for that.

Besides, she's a good friend.

Hey, take my word for it,
she'd do anything for you.

And I'd do anything for her.

You're going to
have to turn up here.

Lance, go!

Get in the car.

Got away, huh?

Yeah. It's a honeycomb
of little roads.

You okay? Yeah.

That's Blackwood?

Yeah, his clock ran out.

I called the cops.
They're on the way.

Jim,

I don't want you to
feel like it's your fault

that we wasted all
that time at the office.

Even if we would have
left right after Belle,

we probably would
have been too late.

That's really nice
of you, Lance.

Makes me feel better already.

You okay? It's okay it's just...

Don't say a flesh
wound. A flesh wound.

Lance, did you call the
cops on that phone in there?

Mmm-hmm.

Now that's what I mean
about you being naive.

You got to wise up.
They're gonna destroy you.

Really? Yeah, really.

The cops get mad
when you use the phone

at the scene of a crime.

I mean, there
could be fingerprints.

I hate it when anyone dies.

Even someone like Blackwood.

He wasn't such a bad
guy at heart probably.

Aw, yeah, yeah.

Well, you got a point.

I mean, after you throw
out all the cocaine busts

and what little pushing he
did around the high school,

what do you got left? Just
a sweet guy with a problem.

Now, Lance, about the cops.

When they get here, they're
gonna land on us pretty hard.

How do you figure?
Well, to begin with,

we knew there was a chance
that Veronica was kidnapped

and we didn't report
it. We come up here,

we stumble onto a murder.

They're gonna want to know why.

And thirdly, there's Bell
Labelle, who's probably a ringer.

We're going to go look for
her, she's not going to exist.

All of which is going to
look pretty flakey to the cops.

You know, it's even money

that they're going to run us in.

So if they start with
the accusations,

you just keep your mouth
shut and we call our lawyers.

Just let me
handle it, all right?

I'll show you how.

Oh, bad break.

Doug-boy. I'm glad you
could make it. Hi, Lance.

It's a homicide
and a kidnapping.

Uh-huh.

Rockford, what
are you doing here?

Oh, he's with me, Doug.

Mmm-hmm.

You okay? It's
just a flesh wound.

Ah, good. What have you got?

Nothing much. A few hunches.

Ah, Billings, don't
touch anything

until we find out what
Lance's got for us.

Right, Lieutenant.
What are your hunches?

Now, I need your word, Doug,

that you'll protect
what I tell you

and keep it out of your report.

He can't do that, Lance.

Any information he finds

in an investigation
has to be reported.

Facing a big confidentially
problem, Lancer?

I sure am.

I'll do the best I can.

Teasdale. Armand Teasdale.

Ring any bells, Doug?

Yeah, yeah.

Defense. Big outfit.
Very important.

It's a kidnapping, Doug.
Mr. Teasdale's daughter, Veronica.

Oh, no. Exactly.

Two guys, we were
both witnesses,

it's an old game, Doug.
We've both seen it before,

abduction at
gunpoint, nylon masks,

brutal but quick. Your hunch?

Well, nothing too
solid yet. My guess?

They're probably
holding Veronica Teasdale

for some kind of a ransom.

Oh, there's a hot flash.

Now you just shut
up. You understand?

- What else you got?
- Hey, Lance.

Becker. How you doing?

How's tricks. How's tricks.
Hey, that's pretty good.

Hi, Dennis.

Hi. Hi.

Lance and I are going
over this case together.

Becker, you make sure
that nobody touches anything

till we get through.

See you later.

You, too.

Nice seeing you, Dennis. Right.

Lance, are you going to
mention the elopement?

Didn't I tell you to shut up?

You got something
on an elopement?

Well, Doug, there was a rumor

that they were
planning to elope.

What he's trying to tell you is

that Blackwood
didn't kidnap Veronica.

He probably got killed

trying to prevent the
kidnapping that we walked into.

Is that what you're
trying to say, Lance?

More or less.

Okay, we'll take it
from here. Becker?

Yes, sir. CHAPMAN: I want
you to dust everything down.

Start with the telephone. Oh,

I used the phone, Doug.

It's my guess that they
probably never touched it.

Oh, yeah, you're
probably right. Yeah.

Forget the phone, Becker.
Start with the doorknob.

I'm leaving.

What are you hanging
around with him for anyway?

He's not such a bad guy.

I think if you gave him a chance.
I think you'd like him, Doug.

Hey, Lance, is this yours?
Oh, thank you, Billings.

You're welcome.

Well, I'll see you, Doug.

If I get anything,
you're the one.

Oh, listen, I appreciate that.

Goodbye.

Take it easy, Lancer.

Don't tell me.

You saved Chapman's life

once a long time ago. Right?

Well, actually there
was a lot of shooting.

It's hard to tell.

I'm just glad we
both survived it.

He was wounded and I was knocked
unconscious. Yeah, I know, Lance.

I get the picture.
Look, I'm quitting.

Do you want to just
take me to Teasdale's.

I'll catch a cab from there.

Oh, Lance, it's so terrible.

Mr. Teasdale died.

He did?

That's terrible.

He got this horrible phone call

demanding ransom
for Veronica, and then,

all of a sudden, he just said,

"God help me," and died.

Which one of you is
Mr. Rockford? I am.

I'm Mr. Davies,

executive vice president
of Teasdale International.

We won't be requiring
your services any longer.

I have a check made
out in the sum of

$500.

Please sign the receipt.

What happens to Veronica?

Well that, of course, is
in the very capable hands

of the Teasdale
board of directors.

Teasdale is dead.

The board of
directors doesn't have

an emotional
attachment to Veronica.

What happens? You
just drag your feet

and hope for the best?

All of which is no
concern of yours.

Both you and
Mr. White are fired.

You can't fire me,
because I was never hired.

That makes sense.

Both you gentlemen
should be advised

that any attempt to
enter into this affair

from this point forward
will bring severe reprisals.

Let's go.

I still don't see what's
bothering you, Jim.

It seems pretty
cut and dry to me.

We go to Chappy,
he pulls all the names

of the known kidnappers
who own that make of van

out of the computer,

and we work back from there.

Sure, it's a lot of footwork,

dull, tiring, slogging work.

But we'll end up catching
them, Jim. I know it.

I hate it.

Okay. Well then, you
come up with something.

I'll tell you what bothers me

is how many guys die
when they get bad news.

Huh? Teasdale is sick. Okay.

But he's the head of a huge
pressure-packed industry.

He gets some bad
news and jackknifes

into a coffin? I
don't believe it.

Well, they wouldn't lie,
Jim. Why would they?

People lie all the time, Lance.

I know it's a
downer. I know that.

But it happens.

Try it this way, will you?

Teasdale gets a call
from the kidnappers.

They demand ransom, right?

Now Teasdale can't
come up with the money,

so to buy time,
he fakes his death.

Now the kidnappers are now
dealing with a board of directors

who couldn't care
less about Veronica.

They snatched her
and the one person

who would pay a fortune
for her is supposedly dead.

I think we ought to go to
Teasdale's and stake it out.

If I'm right, if
Teasdale is alive,

he's going to have to
negotiate with the kidnappers.

They might lead
us back to Veronica.

That's pretty sharp.

That's pretty sharp.

Boy, I love this business, Jim.

Isn't it great?

This thing is beginning
to bug me, Lance.

Do you think we could
wire it up or something?

It's nothing.

They're delivering
guard dogs, that's all.

They left the gate open, Lance.

So?

If they were
delivering guard dogs,

they wouldn't leave the
gate open, would they?

Then this is it, Jim.

The big push. What?

The big push.

I want to get a closer look.

Lance.

Get in.

You got the papers?

It's going to take time.

We ain't got time.

The Star of David
sails in three hours.

Fine, it sails.

These things have to move
along at their own pace.

The Israeli government already
took a position here, you know that.

Now their ambassador has to
move up through their parliament.

What can I tell you? You're
just gonna have to wait.

We'll kill Miss Teasdale.

Well, of course I'd like to
prevent that from happening,

but I'm sure you can realize

that, since Mr. Teasdale's
death, there's been

a shift in our
negotiating positions.

Look, buster,

Mr. Ziegler don't like
being turned down.

We may arrange a party for you,

if this doesn't work out
for us. You know that?

Again, I have to say
you're just going to

have to wait.

I have a board of directors

and the Israeli government
has to agree to his naturalization.

These things take time.

Tell Mr. Ziegler we're
moving as fast as we can.

Maybe you'd like to tell
him that yourself, huh?

If you keep on
abducting everybody

who comes to
negotiate with you, soon

there won't be any negotiations.

That's it. I'll be in touch.

Hey, you! Hey!

Hey.

Come on.

Hey, Auggie, ain't this the guy
you said you winged at Blackwood's?

So you were gonna tail us, huh?

I'm alone. I came
alone. I'll bet.

Where's your car?

It shouldn't be hard
to find, Mr. Vincent.

This goofball drives
a white parade float.

Get in.

Come on.

Okay, looks like
he's alone. Let's go.

He's dead. Mr. Teasdale's dead.

I don't believe it.

They've got Lance, honey.

Maybe you ought to tell this
starched collar to clue me in

or Lance just might
get his ticket punched.

Oh, no. Please, not Lance.

Tell him, Brad.

Please tell him.

Be quiet, Angela.

I think I may know where
they're holding Veronica.

If you want to know, you
better get Mr. Teasdale

up out of his coffin, or I'm
gonna bring in the police.

In that case, please
come in, Mr. Rockford.

It's not even complicated.

I'm shipping 25 Ranger
Interceptor missiles to Israel.

The federal government
made the deal.

Teasdale Industries is, of
course, the manufacturer.

We're loading the missiles

aboard an Israeli ship
in the harbor right now.

Are you familiar
with Meyer Ziegler?

The banker for the
underworld? Of course.

He wants to die in Palestine.

But they don't want him.

They turned him down a year ago.

He kidnapped your daughter

to force you to get the
Israelis to accept him?

Only it seems the Israelis
would rather lose the missiles

than compromise and take
in this notorious gangster.

They're sorry about my daughter,

but they'll buy the
missiles elsewhere.

So in order to buy time
and decide what to do,

I faked my death.

I've told you that they
may be on a freighter.

I know Lance is.

We must save him, Mr. Teasdale.

I think we ought
to call in the police.

No, I won't do that.

Due to the international
implications,

the State Department and the
Defense Department will be involved.

I don't want to speak bluntly,

but the fact remains
that my daughter's life

just isn't much leverage

when stacked up
against the international

balance of power
in the Middle East.

No,

we must handle this ourselves.

Can't you help us, Mr. Rockford?

I'll make it worth your while.

A bonus of $2,000.

Do you really have guard dogs?

Are you okay, sir?

Oxygen.

Here.

I'm beginning to feel

better about this already.

Ziegler can't hurt us,

he's going to be
laughing too hard.

Sit down, dogs.

Do it exactly as I say.

Take my advice, Ziegler, and
come quietly before it's too late.

Ha! Some advice.

You know, Ziegler,

sometimes it's
not such a bad idea

to stand back and take a
long, hard look at yourself.

There's more to life
than making money.

You should live your life guarding each
moment as precious and unredeemable.

Crime doesn't pay, Mr. Ziegler.

I'm surprised, at your age,
you haven't learned that yet.

Get him out of here. He's
giving me a headache.

Come on, get out.

Go on, dogs, get them!

Go on.

Oh, no.

Go to the gangplank!

My leg!

My leg.

Come on, let's get the others.

There.

Are you okay, Mr. Ziegler?

Sit down.

I never fired a shot.

I must be doing something wrong.

Isn't it marvelous?
It's just like a fairytale.

They meet and the
next thing you know,

they announce
their wedding plans.

It's really so sudden,
but so romantic.

Oh, no. Please.

Well, if you insist, thank you.

Everyone, I'd like
to propose a toast.

To Mrs. Lance White.

Well, what do you
think of him, son?

Oh, Lance? Well,

I guess you could say when
they were passing out raincoats,

he got a beauty.

Well, I suppose it does
seem a bit unfair to you.

After all, you were the one who
risked your life to save Veronica.

Lance ends up with the girl
and, I suppose, everything else.

You see, I plan to set
things up so that Lance

will be able to
support my daughter

in the fashion to which
she is accustomed.

Well, that seems fair.

And I think it's
only fitting that

you should profit in some
additional way beyond the bonus.

After all, you're the real hero.

Oh, well that really isn't
necessary, sir. Fine, fine.

Just thought I'd offer.

Nice seeing you.

Ladies and gentlemen, I have
a sort of special announcement.

Lance, Veronica, would
you come here, please?

Would you all gather round,

please?

Come on, everybody.

As you all know,

I'm in ill health

and I've been

looking for someone
to take over the reins

at Teasdale International.

Now that my daughter
has a husband,

and a very capable one at that,

I'm turning the company
over to Lance White

with my blessings.

Will you accept it, son?

I don't know, sir. It's
a huge responsibility.

Brad.

Anything that you want done,

you just tell Brad.
He'll take care of it.

What do you say?

I think I'd like that
very much, sir.

Oh, no. You're...

You're working for him, now.

Good luck.

Brad,

I wasn't going to bring this up,

but as long as it's in my hands,

I might as well.
What's that? Lance?

I don't think we should charge

the Israelis for those missiles.

It's a small country,
surrounded by bigger ones,

an underdog.

I'd kind of like to see
that scale get balanced.

Well, sir, I don't mean
to start out arguing

with the new president, but
that's really not a very good idea.

You see, the
production costs alone

are over 60 million,
and a gift like that

would really put a bite
into our profit picture.

Well, it was just a thought.

Still, it sort of appeals
to my sense of fair play.

But, sir, the
stockholders will sue us.

The SEC will freeze our stock,
we'll be ruined in three days.

Oh, I wouldn't
worry about all that.

No. Things have a
way of working out.

They always do.