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I saw your mother last night.

That's impossible.

She is dead.

Who is buried in that grave?

Where is she? Go to the window.

Please help me. But I saw her.

Maybe it was all a dream.

Papa! If Emma fell, it's my daughter.

You've kept this a secret all these years. Robert, you must die.

No, no. Because man all loved you.

Who are you?

How long are you going to... Please.

Why are you doing this to me?

Brighton Park Zoo.

I know. I know.

Right on.

No, no, no.

Jimmy, how about you? A drunken night watchman then released an aging male

timber wolf to roam the streets of Manhattan.

The wolf, named Rex Imperator, was the subject of a large -scale search

involving both zoo officials and police.

Though it was sighted by a number of people, the wolf actually attacked no

Unfortunately, before it could be captured, it was killed by city traffic.

In a related story, Richard Heimland, the former assistant coordinator...

You better take that story to heart, McCall.

All right, Jimmy.

I'll go along with it.

Why should I take a story about a wolf to heart?

You know I'm part Indian.

Yes.

Well, so you've told me a hundred times.

My grandfather used to say, everybody's got a totem animal that stands for who

you are. When you see your animal die, you'd better look out, because you're

next.

Absolutely. I don't know what the hell you're talking about.

I think your animal is a wolf, Robert.

Really? Well, I suppose that's better than being described as a beady -eyed

rodent with a long, thin tail.

Well, well, well, control. You have come in at an appropriate moment.

Robert, I need to talk to you privately.

Jimmy, would you excuse me? Sure.

Got a problem?

Sir, can I get you a drink?

No, thank you.

I'm afraid I had some bad news for you.

Ben Silver died last night.

He what?

I wanted to tell you myself, Robert. I know how close you were.

We were talking on the telephone a couple of days ago.

I know, I know. It was a shock to everybody.

How did it happen?

I'm sorry. He committed suicide.

No, he did not.

No, he did. That's impossible.

Come on. I want the truth. Not all your damned lies.

He was my friend, too. What the hell is the matter with you, Robert?

What do you think? You think I killed him? I don't know.

I know damn well somebody killed him. He didn't kill himself.

Listen, we had plans.

He's coming up from Washington in a month.

Robert, Robert, I have examined the situation very thoroughly. There is no

about the manner of death. It was self -inflicted, all right.

Ben didn't even have any enemies. He'd been stuck in that desk job for almost

years. He did not kill himself.

Yes, he did.

He was never the same after his wife died.

A lot of old agents have taken the same way out. He wasn't the first. He won't

be the last.

Why didn't you say something?

You didn't say a thing, Ben. You didn't say a damn thing.

Tonight, the Wolf of Manhattan.

Go ahead, please.

My name's Constance. I'm from New Rochelle.

I just wanted to say that wolves scare me to death. I'm glad it got run over. I

mean, next time it could be a lion.

Thanks for your call.

Hello, you're on open mic. Would you like to share an opinion with us about

wolf?

I've been listening to your program because I could not speak. Would you

your name, sir? You're all fools.

That wolf was the only living thing in this city.

The traffic.

did not kill him.

He killed himself because he couldn't stand the cage.

The tundra you gave him was cement, and the northern lights you gave him were an

ugly neon glow. You took the pack away from him, and the only choice he had was

to die.

Come in.

What the hell are you doing here?

I was trying to call. All I got was your answering machine.

Well, the main reason for that machine is to take calls I don't want.

Oh, have you forgotten that?

I think you need some coffee, old son. Looks like it's been a long night.

Well, next time, talk to the machine. I didn't think that you would want this

particular message recorded for posterity.

Your daughter's in town.

What?

If that didn't... She called me from the airport.

She wants to meet me at the Bainbridge Hotel.

A little bit of trouble.

Trouble? What?

What's the matter with that? What happened? Well, I couldn't get the whole

over the telephone, but, uh...

I guess she thinks that her stepbrother's had some kind of a mental

He's here in New York.

She told her he was led here.

Led?

By who?

Well, the whole thing gets a little foggy at this point, but... Apparently,

Philip Marcel believes he has evidence that Manal is still alive.

Papa, I'm not a child. You can't tell me what to do.

You think I'm crazy, don't you?

Well, let me be crazy on my own.

I want you on the next plane out of here.

I'm not going anywhere without you.

All you can do is cause trouble, just like you already did this morning.

What is the matter with you?

Mr. McCall saved both of our lives, and my godfather's your oldest friend. Why

don't you want to see them?

I can't explain.

All I can tell you is they may be the cause of everything that happened to us.

talking about.

What would you say if I told you that I saw your mother last night?

I'd say that's impossible.

Is it?

My mother's dead.

If she'd been alive, she would have found some way to have reached us years

What if she'd been hurt?

She didn't know who she was.

What if she was a prisoner?

Where did you see her?

If I told you that, you'd say I was insane.

Yvette, they follow every move I make.

Who? Who are they?

The people who have her.

Papa! Papa!

Papa!

Controlling Mr. McCall can help you.

Will you please just wait and talk to them?

No!

They see me with them, they'll kill me.

Where are you going?

Where none of you will find me.

I'm going with you.

No, you're not.

Papa! Yvette, please.

I must do this myself.

All he said was she's alive.

He saw her last night. And that both of you could be responsible for everything

that's happened.

Why don't you just tell us what happened from the beginning of it?

It was a little less than a month ago.

He'd gotten a promotion at work and had been spending a lot of time on a very

difficult case.

There'd been pressure, but he was used to that.

Then one day he came home so pale, I thought he was ill.

He wouldn't eat, and he'd paste in his room all night.

We all spend a few sleepless nights once in a while.

That was only the start. It got worse.

My father's always told me everything, but suddenly he became secretive.

He made strange phone calls.

I remember hearing him yelling at someone in the middle of the night.

Then last week he just walked away from his job and came to New York.

I didn't know what it was all about until he called me yesterday.

You said that he told you he had evidence that your mother was still

Have you seen that evidence?

No. I don't think there is any.

I think it's all in his mind.

He needs help.

Yes.

Of course.

Yvette, I want you to stay here.

Rest for a while.

Your godfather and I will handle this from now on.

Wherever your father is, we will find him.

Try not to worry, hmm?

So how do you suggest we proceed?

Same as before. I'll be in charge.

Robert, do you intend to keep your commitment to Yvette's stepfather?

What kind of question is that?

I think it's a very important question. Philip Marcel is more vulnerable right

now than he's ever been in his life.

Are you suggesting I take advantage of that? No, not consciously, but I think

could become very difficult trying to keep the secret that you are a vet's

father. Control.

You can rest assured.

She will never discover it from me. Now, if that satisfies you, why don't we get

on and talk about the job in hand?

You handle everything inside the agency. I handle everything outside.

What are you talking about? Inside? There's nothing to do inside the agency.

Oh, yes, there is.

I want the complete file on Manon.

No, absolutely not.

I mean, that's impossible. That file has been retired a long time ago. It's all

in microfiche at Langley.

A complete file with no deletions.

And I will be able to tell.

Robert, you don't believe this nonsense about Manon being alive, do you?

This whole thing is beginning to sound like another Ben Silver case to me.

Philip Marcel is a highly professional police investigator.

You cannot assume that he is mentally unbalanced.

you going to be doing robert i'll let you think of something all right besides

from poking around an old paper i'm going to assign someone to look for

marcel as soon as you get the file

Look, are you sure you just fainted?

I really think we should get you to a hospital.

No, no, please.

I'll be fine.

Just let me rest a moment.

Sure, sure, okay.

Do you live around here? Maybe I could call somebody and just let them know

you're all right.

No, that is not possible.

You've been very kind, but I must go.

Hey, you aren't going anywhere like that.

Listen, where do you live? I'll help you get home.

I don't know.

Well, what's your name?

You can't remember that either?

We've got to get some help.

Somebody could have attacked you. You could have been hit on the head.

I'm going to call the police. No, no.

Please.

Just give me a minute.

And then I'll leave.

I won't bother you anymore.

It's no bother, really.

You do remember something, don't you?

What's happened to you?

What's going on here?

See, I told you a little food would make you feel better.

But it has not helped me remember very much.

I'm still so confused.

Hey, we gotta start someplace.

You remember people chasing you?

Men with guns?

Then being in a cage?

But still, I cannot even remember my own name.

Look, you don't have any money. You don't even have a driver's license. Why

don't you stay here until we figure out what's going on?

Thank you.

But I cannot do this.

I cannot put you in any more danger than I already have.

Will you let me worry about that, okay?

I know somebody who can help you.

I'll talk to him right away.

That was very pretty, Robert, but I'm not exactly in the mood for dancing. Do

you know what I have to go through in order to pull out closed files?

Listen to it.

And think back.

I'm sorry, don't do it. I don't know. It doesn't mean anything to me.

You chose that piece of music as a signal for the beginning of my last

assignment with Manon Brevard.

I remember we sat waiting to hear it in a restaurant in Paris.

You have a good memory about it.

Oh, yes.

I thought it was someone else.

No.

No, I am certain that the only other person in the world who would remember

is Manon, and she is dead.

It occurred to me recently that the only evidence I have for that came from you.

And you have lied consistently over the years.

Thank you.

Where is she?

You showed her to me last night. Where is she?

What do I have to do?

Anybody home?

It's me.

Mr. McCall isn't here right now.

I'm Yvette Marcel.

I'm Scott McCall, his son.

Oh, I've heard of you.

It's nice to meet you.

Are you staying here?

Just for a little while.

My father's in trouble.

Your father's trying to help him.

Well, do you know when he's going to be back?

He just called. He should be back in a few minutes.

Well, good.

Maybe I'll stick around and wait if that's okay with you.

Sure. And like the company.

I was just looking at your dad's old photo album.

Oh, yeah. There's some great pictures in here.

Stuff goes back 30 years.

Hi. Hi, Dad.

Mr. McCall.

Hi, Scott.

I saw your car outside. I didn't know you were back in the city. I thought you

were still in Connecticut.

Oh, yeah, Mom got a call from Aunt Helen in Florida.

She thinks she's ill again, so Mom went down to see her.

It's a bad time, Scott. I'm afraid I'm rather busy. Bad time for a visit.

Perhaps later?

No, hey, Dad, this isn't a social call.

I've got a business problem to discuss with you.

I really need your help.

Well, why don't we talk about it as we walk you back to your car?

I'm sorry, Scott.

I cannot help this woman now.

So you won't even go and talk to her? Scott, I am in the middle of a very

difficult situation. I cannot allow any distractions.

You don't want to stay in there because she came through me.

If she'd come on her own, you'd help her in a second.

What are you talking about?

That's just not true.

That young woman in my living room has a serious problem. Therefore, she has to

be my first commitment.

Yeah, I'll bet.

What's the matter with me? I must be blind. I walk into your apartment

unexpected. There's a beautiful girl with a suitcase in the corner.

No explanations needed.

What exactly are you trying to say? Nothing. A man's got a right to his

You just wait one damn minute. Yeah, I think she had a real problem. No safe

house for her. Then why are you getting so defensive? I am not defensive.

My relationship with that young girl is purely professional.

But look, it's none of my business, okay? So you just go and do your thing,

I'll do mine.

Pardon me for the interruption.

I see that internal operations has given you another prestige assignment, huh?

Control, what are you doing here?

I'm supposed to be in deep cover.

Oh.

Sternow. All right, what do you want on it, buddy?

Mustard? Sternow, do you have any idea what you're doing here on this corner

standing in the cold?

Look, I spent three months setting my identity up on this corner. Now you're

going to blow everything.

Yeah, well, you've established your identity all right. You see that food

over there?

He's A .G .B.

And over here? Over here is the, look, the guy with the pretzels?

Yeah. He's Francois Politeau of the French Secret Service.

As a matter of fact, every vendor on the street here is an undercover agent.

It's good work!

That's my next assignment.

All right.

I'm looking for this man. His name is Philip Marcel.

He's a police investigator from Quebec.

He's hiding out someplace in Manhattan.

Well, that's a good start.

All right. Don't be smart. Look.

Along with the picture, there's a list of all of his known contacts and places

of residence.

So what's his problem? Why do we have to discuss it?

Well, I am told that he is the new undercover king of sausage in Manhattan.

you find him?

And your stand will be supplied forever.

Bye.

Yeah. Don't eat that stuff.

Yeah.

have needed help.

Where is she? I'll see if I can help her.

Forget it. She's gone.

So you're off the hook.

I want to talk to you about that young girl in my apartment.

Is that myself?

Like I said, no explanations needed.

Explanations are needed.

I must admit, I...

I don't know how to say this.

I have searched, and there is no easy way.

That Marcel is my daughter.

What?

If you have any questions, I'll be only too pleased to answer them. Questions?

You've kept this a secret all these years?

No.

No, I haven't. I didn't know about it myself until some months ago.

Her mother never chose to tell me that she was pregnant with our child.

Who's her mother?

Macaulay.

Manon Brava.

I worked with her in Europe.

My assignment ended quite suddenly.

Had to leave the country immediately.

France.

And I never saw her again.

She died some years ago now.

Oh, this, of course, was all before I met your mother.

So what you're saying is that girl in your apartment is my sister?

Yes.

Yes.

She doesn't know who I am, Scott.

And she must never know. Why not?

Well, I promised the man she believes to be her father.

You're never going to tell her the truth?

I'm never going to tell her the truth.

Okay.

She won't hear it from me.

Thanks for letting me know.

I will receive your message.

Darling, I know how difficult this all is.

But it is very important that we all stay calm.

And we must remember that any voice can be impersonated.

But I saw her!

Only from a distance.

You mean it was a trick? Why would somebody do that?

Probably somebody playing some twisted game.

But what if my father is right and my mother really is alive?

It looked and sounded just like her.

Well, we'll find out one way or the other very soon, won't we?

But we still haven't found my father.

Honey, I've got my best people looking all over Manhattan for him.

If they're so good, where is he?

Get that.

We're doing all we can.

I know.

I'm sorry.

I don't know what I'd do without both of you.

That report, is it ready yet?

It should be on my desk right now, but I can't let it out of the office, Robert.

You know that.

Then I'll read it there.

What report?

Oh, it's just some dry research that may or may not help our present situation.

Yvette, I'm calling a friend of ours who is going to stay with you for a while.

Why? You think I'm in danger?

Always best to be on the safe side.

This is McCall.

My God.

You don't care about anyone or anything, do you?

Very interesting report to read, particularly when you read between the

All right, what have we here?

About five years ago, you decided to take a sudden and hasty vacation in

to visit your old friends, Philippe and Manon Marcel.

Whilst you are there, you discover that Manon is about to make a trip to Paris,

which, of course, you knew before you went, which is why you went in the first

place.

You offered her a job.

She argued it had to have been a long time since she was an agent.

But you said, no, no, no, never mind. It's just a simple delivery.

Do you mind if I interrupt your brilliant soliloquy for just a moment?

Yes.

I mind.

Oh, I do mind.

Though under pressure from you, she agreed to the assignment.

All she had to do, you said, was to take an airplane from Paris.

To Vienna.

And deliver an envelope.

Unfortunately, the plane crashed in the French Alps.

And there were no survivors.

That may have been an accident, Robert. We never knew for sure.

And then comes your sordid little cover -up.

What do you do, Control?

Bribe the local coroner.

This report was created to hide the real truth. Manon knew exactly what it was

that she carried in that envelope.

What she was carrying was the rescind order for your execution.

Remember, you were in Vienna. The Bentley administration wanted you out of

all right. A marker was put on your life. I found out about it at the last

moment from Ben Silver. I used Manon because she was the only person in the

world I could trust.

to hand -carry a message to your executioner.

And I'll tell you something. When she died, it was all I could do to keep your

butt out of the garbage disposal.

I'll take it. My father heard a message on the machine.

I bet.

No, no. Now, honey, calm down, all right?

I've got to go to him. To where?

No, no, no.

You and Sterno just stay where you are. We'll take care of it.

I've called your apartment.

Ben got the message off the message machine. He wants to meet us in an hour.

I want to tell you something.

I think he's going completely over the edge.

I've got a few come up.

I just want to talk.

I said drop your weapons.

Now.

I've been your friend for 30 years. Now, why are you doing this? My friend?

I always thought you were my friend.

And then you took my wife away.

I don't know what somebody's telling you, but you can't throw away 30 years

without... without giving me a chance.

Too late for explanations.

But it... What is this, some kind of vengeance?

No.

I'm going to get her back.

And to do that, both of you must die.

You really are going to kill us, aren't you?

Yes.

For her.

Only for her.

And you'll be first, Robert.

Because... She loved you.

And you threw her away.

Ambulance. Come on. Take it easy.

All right. All right. All right.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I didn't know what else to do.

You all right?

Yeah.

There's something I have to tell you.

I have loved you from the day you were born.

But I kept something from you.

Something perhaps I shouldn't have kept.

afraid it would change how you feel about me.

I'd give that.

I'd care for you as if you were my own.

But it's not altogether true.

There's someone else who would care for you as I have.

Whatever happens, take care of her.

Promise me.

Promise me you'll take care of her.

And the story concludes tomorrow at ten o 'clock. Next on Plus, James Garner

returns in the Rockford Files. Tonight, American Favourites.