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I told you once before, Miller.

You're leaving town.

On your horse or in a hearse.

It's up to you.

Good one.

So, gang, you all having a good time?

Are you kidding? They may never leave here.

Just being here on the set and seeing Dash Donovan, it's so cool.

You know, for the kids.

That is.

I think that Alex is the show's biggest fan.

Speaking of big, CJ, is that really you?

Hi, Mr. McClain. Hi.

Bob, I'd like you to meet Dion.

Ah, the new addition to the family.

Handsome young man.

Yes, he is.

Dion, this is Mr. McClain. He's the show's stunt coordinator.

He got us passes so we could watch the filming today.

Thank you, Mr. McClain.

My pleasure.

You a big Dash Donovan fan?

Yeah, he's pretty cool.

I guess.

Yeah, right.

Well, stick around, guys. The next scene -up should be even better. Bob, I've

got to get back to the hospital. I had no idea it took this long to shoot these

things. Oh, what a shame.

Just when Dash Donovan's big scene is coming up.

Thanks so much for having me. Yes, it means a lot to me. You bet. Say hi to

Steve. I will. See you.

Bye. Hey, Alex, could you grab some shots for me?

Thanks.

See you. See you, Mark.

Nice move there, Dash.

Now, are those Dash's kids on the show? No, no, that's Buck and Tessie. See,

Dash took them in when their parents were killed by Indians.

All right, positions, everyone.

Places. So quiet, please.

And we're rolling.

Atmosphere.

Action.

That was great, Dash.

Can you stay a while this time, Dash, please?

Oh, now, kids, you know Dash is a busy man.

He's got things to do and slices to go.

And doesn't Miss Kate always take good care of you while I'm gone?

Yeah. Yeah, I guess.

Just try and keep him out of the saloon if you can, Kate.

I'll take care of this trouble out at Yellow Fork and be back before you know

it.

Be careful, Dash.

Until the next time.

Well, here it comes.

Dash's trademark mountain.

When is this guy going to start using a stuntman?

I'm fine, everybody, really.

I'm fine. I just tweaked my wrist a little bit.

Trampoline broke on me.

Why don't we just try another one, shall we?

Right, right.

Maybe we should take a break.

Somebody ought to put that poor guy out of his misery.

No, these fans here keep the bag inflated.

Then when the stuntman falls into it, these bungee vents pop open, releasing

air gradually and just cushion his fall.

But doesn't Carl do his own stunts? Yep. We just stand around wasting time and

film until he gets one right. Not now, Jimmy. Why? One of these times he's

to really bang himself up. That or somebody else and then we're all going

in a world of hurt. Who's the coordinator here, you or me?

You are.

Just go help set up the airbag, will you?

If you all excuse me, I've got to go to work. I'll see you later.

Do I detect a little note of discord in Saddlebrook? Hey, I'm sure there's

nothing unusual with a crew having their differences on a big show like Frontier

Dead. What?

Apparently it's not unusual at all. You can't do this to me, Bradley.

I have a contract.

You tell them, Phil. You're my manager.

She's right, you know. Just try it right around. I'm sorry. I may be the

producer, but it's nothing. It's the network. It's the ratings.

Ratings? You think... That killing me off in the season opener is going to

the ratings?

Do you think I'm stupid?

We know who's behind this, Brad. And if Carl thinks that he can get rid of

Jeannie that easily, he's even dumber than I thought.

This is what I think of your season opener.

How many times have I told you about keeping the action on this thing clean?

mean, it feels like it's got gravel in it.

Take care of it, would you, please, today?

Whatever you say, boss.

I guess not all actors are like the characters they portray on screen.

Well, it must be the pressure.

He is the star.

Yeah, and boy, does he know it.

All right, that's it,

Carl. I'm going to let Jimmy do the high fall. I don't want any argument.

Don't look at Chris. This is my call.

Carl, we can't risk having you get hurt any further.

After all, you are the show.

Well, it is my gun handle.

Well, great.

Maybe for once we can finish a day's work on time.

Keep practicing, kid. You got a long way to go.

Oh, yeah?

Have you seen the show's fan mail lately, old -timer?

I'm gaining on you. Why don't you just go polish your prop gun, you pipsqueak?

Come on, let's go get a burrito.

All right, everybody, let's get back to work. We wasted enough time already.

Make sure Jimmy gets into the wardrobe for the high four.

Second team out.

Let's go, people. We're burning daylight.

Here he comes. You think I should ask him for an autograph?

Why not? What's the worst he could do? Shoot you?

All right.

Excuse me, Mr. Simpson.

Not now.

Hey, kids.

Who wants a picture with Dash Donovan, huh?

Excuse me.

Okay,

smile.

Everyone in position up there?

Pretty when you are, boss.

All right, Jimmy, on action. I want you to edge out to the roof.

Jack, you come up behind him and fire.

There'll be a near -miss bullet hit.

Jimmy, that's going to be your cue to take the fall.

But not before you hear me say go.

I got three cameras on you, and I don't want to miss this, okay?

If I'm not mistaken, to get away, Dash is gonna jump off the roof.

That's pretty cool, huh?

Please tell me you realize that even on TV, a jump like that would kill a man.

No, no, no, Jesse. Bob already said they're gonna get another shot of Carl

Landon in the haywack. Then he's gonna bounce up, gun in hand, and shoot the

guy off the roof.

Killing him?

No, it's the Quality Family Network, remember?

You see, he'll fall on the horse trough, only wounded.

Because Dash never kills anybody, he only wins.

Well, that's nice of him.

Yeah, that's kind of...

Corny, isn't it? Maybe, but it's what people want these days.

You see, Frontier Dad's kind of like a throwback, like Lone Ranger.

Who?

Roy Rogers.

Who?

What the heck?

Jimmy. It was an accident.

She's right. There's nothing you could have done.

No, it's my fault.

I set it up. He depended on me.

He took every precaution. No one could have foreseen a short circuit.

Well, someone sure foresaw it.

As a matter of fact, it looked like it was planned.

What are you talking about?

Well, we went and took a look at the junction box.

It was full of coffee.

Someone poured a whole cup on it.

Now, if you want an airbag to malfunction, that's a hell of a job. of

to do it. If that's true, it was murder.

Oh, my God.

I almost did that stunt myself.

I don't believe this.

I saw the block short out. I tried to stop him. I told him to hold it. What

hell are you talking about?

You told him to go.

On the radio, I heard you. Hell, everybody did. No, I didn't.

I swear.

Would you like a soda?

No.

Since when don't you want a soda?

I'm not thirsty.

Dion, I know that you saw something terrible today, and I am so sorry that

had to see that.

You want to talk about it?

It's no big deal.

Someone must have tampered with my radio. Switched the channels or

don't know.

I checked with the sound department.

All the radios are accounted for and were set on the proper channel.

When you talked to the guys on the roof, the radio was working?

Yeah, it was fine.

And you had it right up until the stunt. You didn't leave it anywhere.

I'm not sure.

I don't know. I might have put it down for a minute when I made the final

check on the airbag.

Bob, I have to ask.

Did you have any personal problems with Jimmy?

No, I... Well, I mean, we had our differences.

He was ambitious.

He made no secret about wanting my job, but I wouldn't kill him over it.

You said before that Carl insisted on doing his own stunts. Yeah.

Wait a minute.

You think they were after Carl and got Jimmy by mistake?

I think we have to consider that possibility.

Can you think of anybody that had something against Carl?

To know Carl is to have something against him. I can't think of many

this side who don't want to kill him at times.

Including stuntmen?

He puts people in danger, Steve.

Sometimes he makes my job almost impossible.

But I wasn't trying to kill him, and I didn't kill Jimmy.

Steve?

Look, Dad, you know I'll do everything I can, but this plan of yours... It's a

little unconventional.

Unconventional? Dad, I'll never get clearance for it.

Come on, it's something you've always wanted to do since you were a kid.

Look, Dad, we've already discussed it.

I'm sorry, but... No.

I'm not doing it, and that's final.

Cut.

All right, print it.

Carl,

this is Steve Randall, your new double.

Until we clear up Jimmy's murder, he'll be doing all your stunts from now on.

Understand?

You okay, Steve?

Oh, yeah.

This guy's perfect.

You want to tell me what the hell you're doing here?

The producer liked the way I handled things on the set when the medic froze,

fired him, and offered me a job until he could find a replacement.

You're not serious. You took it?

Why not?

I mean, it's just until the end of the episode, and I got a little time off,

the pay is good.

Besides, I know my way around a film set.

I'm familiar with the biz.

The biz.

I can snoop around. I know what I'm doing.

Hey, I've been hit enough times to know how to fall down.

Besides, I used to train with Bob.

I wanted to be a stuntman when I was younger. I believe the operative word

is younger.

Look, I'll be fine as long as you don't blow my cover. So just do me a favor.

Will you stay away from me? Can I just please just hang it so bad? Stop.

You don't mind these, boy?

Listen, uh, do me a favor, will ya?

After lunch, I want you to stop by wardrobe, okay? They'll fix you up with

special boots.

I mean, you gotta measure up, right?

Oh, and another thing.

Doubling for me isn't just a matter of taking falls, you know?

You have to move like me.

React like I would.

You see, I'm fast, but smooth.

Like a cat.

So watch me, study me, shadow me if you can. Just try and stay out of my way,

okay, sport?

Whatever you say, sport.

I have what he's having.

I just wanted to say thanks again, Mr. Perkins. I can't tell you enough how

I enjoy being on the set here.

Lucky you.

I tell you, if I were a producer, I would be on the set all the time.

watching over things, keeping my finger on the pulse of the show, so to speak.

Doc, if you produced this show, you'd do it from your office.

Oh, no, that's not correct. I'm a hands -on kind of guy. I'd be here all the

time. Yeah?

Well, if Carl wanted a hands -on producer, I wouldn't be banned from the

Banned? You were banned?

Yeah.

I create the show for Carl, give him the role of a lifetime, and that's how he

repays me.

You're still the producer, aren't you?

It's only a title.

If I had any guts, I'd tell them to shove it.

But as long as I hang around, they have to pay me.

And I just love sticking that to them.

I didn't realize show business could be so brutal.

Yeah, it can be murder.

Bless you.

Allergies? Thanks, no.

Guess it's just all the dust around here.

With me, it's horses.

I can't get anywhere near them. I start sneezing, my eyes swell up, and I can't

hardly breathe for hours.

Me working on a western, that's pretty funny, huh?

Yeah. See, you know, I've been around stuntmen all my life.

Used to be one myself.

How come I've never seen you around?

I've worked overseas a lot. You know, Italy, spaghetti western.

Been in Canada the last few years.

I've done some work up there myself when I was starting out.

Even coordinated a couple of shows before I...

Got this bum leg.

What happened?

Go ahead, tell him, Paul.

I'm surprised he hasn't already heard.

That's ancient history, Jack. You know I don't hold that against Carl.

Well, that's mighty big of you, Paul.

But don't you think you should tell him for his own protection?

See,

the first year of the Frontier, Dad, Carl decided that he was going to do his

own stunts. But he screwed up.

Paul here had to pay the price.

Carl ended his career.

Must be pretty bitter.

I'd be.

Nah, you know stunts, it can happen.

Besides, I like doing props.

And Carl's always made sure I had the job.

So you're okay with him now?

Why do you ask?

Because the word is, whoever sabotaged a high fall might have handed him for

Carl.

Ah, I see what you're getting at.

But I already spoke with the police.

I was on a shopping run when that stunt went bad.

And I have time -coded receipts to prove it.

Lucky for me, huh?

Yeah.

Lucky for you.

Got it, boy.

Yeah.

Brian, I'll catch up to you guys later.

Play some hacky sack.

I'll tell you what, though.

If something did happen to Carl, I don't think anyone around here would really

miss him much.

Exactly what I've been talking about. It's all here.

I'm what they want.

Right. We're what they want.

Teenagers. The advertisers. The network. The audience.

They'd all rather see a show about us.

The old man over there?

He's almost 30.

Yuck. I'm telling you, Bradley, we could do a lot better on our own.

You mean some sort of spinoff?

Sure, why not?

The Adventures of the Frontier Kid.

Kids, right.

Frontier kids.

Two teenagers, alone against the savage west of the 1880s. That's not a bad

idea. A couple of kids roaming around the frontier facing danger. To avenge

brutal murder of their parents, that kind of thing.

Yes, that's it. Did I tell you he's our man?

So what do you think?

Of course, you'd need a writer -producer to create the whole thing.

Exactly. And who would you rather work for?

I mean, when?

for a couple of young kids, huh?

Can't really blame them.

Carl's never been very good with them either.

Besides, they're probably right about that youth market crap.

Well, next year they'll probably be too old.

Come on, let's go, honey.

Come on. Bud!

Is it time to go home? No, no, it's time to work. We've still got to run you

lunch. Oh, I can't. Yes, you can now. Come on, up's the date. Everything okay?

Oh, yeah, she's been working a little too hard lately. You know how it is.

Come on, Bibbs. Come on.

All right, the bad guy will be holding the bar girl at gunpoint.

You're going to jump on the chair.

You're going to leap up on his chandelier.

You're going to swing over. You're going to kick the bad guy over the bar.

You got it?

Sure. All right, positions, everyone.

Remember what we talked about?

A cat.

to the chair and the leap to the chandelier should be much more graceful.

cat -like, huh?

That was a great start, sport. Just beautiful, but

what do you say? You got one more in you, huh?

Not a chance.

See, he's had his bell rung twice today, so no more stunts until I get him to

the hospital and he gets checked out.

town of Saddlebrook is just overflowing with murder suspects.

Yeah, follow my finger.

We're gonna have to narrow down the field a little bit if we're gonna help

Well, the problem is you're only one with a solid alibi so far.

Hey, guys, check it out.

Bob sent over the dailies.

Oh, good. Do we get to see Steve go bye -bye?

Steve didn't go bye -bye. No, that was today. This is the footage from the past

few days.

Oh, good. I wanted to have a look at that high fall.

So, how about you? Did you have any luck?

The food is awesome.

I had lunch with the two kids from the show. They're pretty ambitious, and they

don't seem to care much for Carl, but I really don't think that they're capable

of murder.

Oh, and you know the producer, Bradley Perkins?

Well, it turns out that Carl has stolen all control of the show away from him,

and he's not too happy about it.

Anyone else?

Yeah, there's Jean Malone, who is under the impression that Carl is trying to

write her...

out of the series, and she's ready to put up a nasty fight.

Well, yeah.

And we're just getting started.

Jesse, you're the medic on this show.

Do you think you can get into the company's medical insurance files, see

anyone else has been seriously injured or disabled because of Carl?

Of course I can.

So, uh, can I get a clean bill of health? Well, for the time being, but

careful. No more dangerous stunts for at least a couple of days. Don't worry

about it. Careful is my middle name.

night, sweetheart.

See you in the morning.

Yes?

Can I sleep with you tonight?

CJ, what is it?

I can't sleep.

I keep thinking about that man.

Oh. Oh, man, what a baby.

Dion.

Son, it is perfectly normal for you to feel the way that you do.

I've been thinking about that poor man, too.

It's not easy seeing such a terrible tragedy.

But you know what?

Helps me to talk about it.

So what do you say?

Want to talk?

Yeah.

That goes for you too, Dionne.

Might help you feel better.

Feel fine.

I said I needed at least a dozen extras for the big explosion scene, and now I

hear that the production manager is only allowing me six people. I'm afraid so.

Sorry. Well, I'll tell you what.

You get a few members of the crew, put them in wardrobe, and we'll stick them

the background.

You'll do fine, Doc. Check in with wardrobe.

Just let her stay in her dressing room. We'll shoot the scene without her. See

how she likes that.

Oh,

yes. What's your rush?

I'm going to be in the show.

What are you playing?

Cowpoke number four.

It's better than Cowpoke number five.

Did you find anything out?

Yeah, I was in the production office, and I was able to sneak a peek at those

insurance records.

Cute secretary, Melanie, blue eyes, blonde hair. I get the picture.

And? And nothing much, I'm afraid.

I mean, a few stuntmen and an actor were injured on the set of Frontier Dad

because of Carl, but nothing too serious.

The stuntman refused to work with Carl ever again, and the actor, well, he got

his own series, so he didn't really press the issue.

That was all in the medical records?

Well, Melanie sort of filled in the blanks. Where are you taking her to

I'm hoping she likes barbecue.

Good luck, partner.

Okay, we'll do it just the way we rehearsed it.

Steve, you'll be inside, all padded up, waiting by the window.

Carl, you walk through the front door and go directly to the back exit.

Don't waste any time. We'll give you a five count before we blow the charges,

understood? No sweat.

Steve, you're going to come through the window just ahead of the blast.

They're up long.

Nice stuff.

You don't think they're too much?

They're just fine. All right, wasting time. Everybody take your start

All ready.

I checked.

Well, it was sure there when I tried to get out.

And this man saved me.

Oh, sure, I could have gotten out by myself, broken the door down, but that's

not the point. This man is a hero.

Well, it's a studio lock, all right.

See the emblem?

These are specially made for us. Who usually locks up?

Studio guard.

He unlocked everything this morning.

Who else has issued these locks?

Makeup, wardrobe, sound, props.

But they look after their own.

You can check for yourself.

But I already asked.

All of the set locks were accounted for.

What'd I tell you?

Among other things, I keep the guns and the plaques in there. I gotta be real

careful. That's it.

It's the last one. Every lock is in its place.

I gotta get these spurs on the set.

So, if none of the locks are missing... Then how... I don't know. Someone must

have fabricated one. Just made a copy and brought it to the studio with them.

Well, then someone's been planning this a while. This is all premeditated.

Two attempts in two days.

I think we better find them before they try again.

Try again?

You think they'd try again?

Listen, Carl, I think you should consider shutting the show down. You

should risk... No, no way.

I'm not letting them scare me. I've got my fans to think about.

And besides, you're pretty good at this, you know?

Better than those dumb cops, anyway.

Well, they're not exactly dumb.

Dick, yeah.

As long as I got you by my side, watching my back, I got nothing to worry

right? Look out!

I thought I was supposed to be watching your back.

Round them up and be quick about it!

Sorry, Carl.

The wranglers thought the horses were locked in the trailer and they got loose

and took off.

Got loose? How?

Looks like someone stole the lock off the trailer.

The Wrangler said the horse trailer was parked right here all day.

What are you looking for?

Signs.

Signs of what?

Someone that shouldn't have been here.

Footprints. Prints of horses, stunt guys, cowboys and Wranglers?

I mean, they all had reason to be back here.

Not him.

What are you talking about?

Episode 87.

The capture of crippled Jack Crawford.

I was able to track him down because he left distinct prints.

See here?

Short step, long step. Short step, long step.

With one print deeper than the other.

And there's only one guy around here who can make prints like that.

And I say it's the same guy who stole the lock off the horse trailer, put it

the saloon door, and tried to kill me.

Something I should tell you.

I didn't take the lock, and I never even had a key for it.

Then why were you by the trailers?

I wasn't. We have your footprints, Paul. You can't. I never... Making keys is

part of your job.

So is fabricating documents, like time -coded receipts. You never left the

studio the day of the murder, did you? No, no, no. You sabotaged the junction

box because you thought Carl was doing the high fall. You got this all wrong.

All this time.

You never forgave me for the stunt that injured you.

Shouldn't have gotten so close to those horses, Paul.

Those allergies can be killers.

Nice work, partner.

Don't mention it, Lieutenant.

Hey, kids, guess what I have.

Alex developed the film.

Look, here's the shootout.

And here's...

You knew about the camera, didn't you? Knew what?

You knew that I lost the camera. Your camera? Is that what's been bothering

I never knew. You gave me the camera.

I never had a camera before.

I never even took a picture before.

I wanted to take pictures for you and then all that.

That's when I... That's when I broke my heart.

Oh, my God.

I'm so sorry.

Everything's going to be okay now.

the guy behind all this? I can't believe it.

Yep. We put it together.

Everything fits.

Motive, means, opportunity, and allergies.

Let me take some more questioning, but it looks like you'll crack.

Are you convinced he was after Carl?

Absolutely.

Why?

Well, I'm afraid all you've got...

to find in the dailies.

I wanted to examine the scene from the high fall, but I also wanted to take a

look at that footage where Carl tries to vault onto the horse.

Nothing unusual there.

Except I usually make it.

Now this next shot is from the camera mounted on the ground.

Yeah, the low angle makes the horse and Carl's vault look higher. Don't rub it

in.

The first part of the shot's unusable because the trampoline's still in the

frame. Hasn't panned up yet.

But that hasn't caught my attention.

see what you're talking about. Yeah, I know. It's not very clear on there. So I

had these stills made and had them blown up.

Look at this. See that support bracket for the trampoline there?

Now that's been tampered with.

Couldn't that just have come loose?

Oh, I checked that before the stunt.

So it was sabotaged.

But why?

The fall would hardly kill me.

No, but it might injure you just enough that you couldn't do the high fall.

And Jimmy would have to.

That's right. The you, Carl. Jimmy was the intended victim the whole time.

What about Paul Pishney?

I have a hunch that his alibi is going to hold up, especially where Jimmy's

death is concerned.

Yeah, but what about the second time?

He was trying to blow me up in the saloon, wasn't he? Yeah, but maybe he

just trying to take advantage of the situation.

Yeah, that makes sense. He'd probably figure we'd blame whoever killed Jimmy,

which I'm afraid puts us right back where we started.

Yeah.

And me, the number one suspect.

You know, you want to do this? The episode's almost finished.

Yeah, there's still a killer roaming around.

I'm going to help Bob. I've got to see this thing through.

Just be careful, will you? I will.

You know, I'm actually going to miss all this.

It kind of grows on you after a while. I told you it'd be fun.

All right, I admit. I got a kick out of being Dash.

And they may never get rid of Jesse.

What? Here?

Hey, Mark.

What do you think?

I get it. Yosemite Sam.

Right?

I missed out on my big scene when the saloon blew up, so the director said I

could be in this one.

We're going to steal it, all right.

Hi, guys.

So this is my search team, and Alex has graciously volunteered to help us find

Dion's camera, and we intend on turning Saddlebrook upside down. Right, guys?

Right. Whatever it takes, as long as I get lunch. You bet.

Let me guess.

Jesse James?

but I promised Steve I'd stay and watch the last scene and all that is. Oh, yes,

yes. All right, well, we'll see you later.

Good luck.

Steve!

Okay, guys, this is the big one.

All right, Tommy, you and Missy are on the porch watching, and Gene... Is Gene

here?

You've got to be kidding.

Jesse!

Rick needs me.

when you see what the problem is. Sure.

Hey, Mark, you may want to come with me. You know the actress I told you about,

Jean Malone?

She's in her dressing room and they can't wake her.

I got really out of it, huh?

I'm sorry.

I just didn't realize how tired I was.

You're lucky you're not dead tired.

your symptoms on the set? Nervous? Edgy? Been falling asleep?

I have a bad back.

And I just need a little something to work, that's all.

You don't need to tell him anything, darling. It's no business of theirs.

Well, it is if I'm right about these.

Looks like a Vicodin knockoff. Same color, same shape.

No pharmaceutical markings.

Quite illegal.

And no doctor would ever prescribe this amount.

And no pharmacist would fill it. Not here, anyway.

Mexico? Don't answer that.

Is there someone on the set, Gene?

I doubt you've been running back and forth across the border.

You know, a lot of stuntmen get hooked on these things for chronic pain.

I treated Bob McClain for it years ago.

Is that it, Gene? One of the stuntmen?

Gentlemen, please, if word got out about this, do you realize how damaging this

would be to Gene?

It wouldn't exactly be a boost to her career, would it?

And that may have occurred to your supplier.

You want that hanging over you?

What's it going to be, Gene?

You want to talk about it here or downtown?

turns out.

Lieutenant Steve Sloan.

Oh, no.

You're not nailing me on this thing. But you don't deny giving Gina drugs.

Look, I only gave them to her because I knew Jimmy was supplying her. He didn't

exactly keep it a secret.

I found the pills when I was going through his things, and I knew she'd

them just to get through the day. So you knew Jimmy had her hooked.

Everyone knew she had some kind of problem.

No one can work for the Quality Family Network that has a drug problem.

All the networks are very strict about that policy.

Jimmy was ambitious, wasn't he?

He probably planned on using that knowledge to pressure Gene into... What?

Stunt coordinator's job, maybe? That follows. She'd do anything to protect

connection. And Bob McClane would just have to go, huh?

Correct me if I'm wrong.

You killed Jimmy so you could step into the same deal. Wait a minute.

What are you, blind?

Doesn't it make more sense? since you that she did it?

She kills Jimmy and she thinks all the problems are over.

Only she doesn't know that I knew what was going on.

Think about it.

There's just one problem with the idea that Jane is guilty.

You see, it was a man's voice on the radio that gave Jimmy the go signal.

Everybody heard it.

Yeah, and I don't even have a radio.

Well, now, that's not exactly true.

What are you talking about? The sound department never said anything about

actors having radios. It was a favored nations kind of thing. Last season, you

know, Carl asked for one and suddenly they all wanted one. I'd forgotten all

about it.

But as soon as I heard that everyone wanted one, I gave mine back.

Yes, and so did the kids.

Everyone but Gene.

I never even heard about this. I never got any radio. What do you mean? I was

there when your manager came and picked it up.

Of course.

would happen if Jimmy spilled the beans.

Gene would be out of a job, out of a career, and you would be out of a meal

ticket. Just how many other clients do you have, Phil?

That's what I thought.

And you only had Gene because you were romantically involved.

You couldn't bear to see her ruined.

You set up the whole thing, then.

You fixed Carl Springboard so that Jimmy would have to do the stunt. Then you

poured the coffee in the junction box.

and then you changed the channels on Bob's radio, and you gave the go signal

a radio that everybody had forgotten about. Even made it seem like someone

trying to get Carl.

Very clever.

Look, Mark, we found it.

Oh, great, Amanda. Just give me a minute.

Oh, man.

You even had a little help from Paul Pishney, who only confused things when

tried to kill me.

Oh, Phil.

Baby, none of this is true. This is crazy. I mean, don't listen to them. You

can't prove it. But there's one thing you didn't count on.

An outing of little kids with disposable cameras.

They took pictures of everything that day, including the stunt.

Can I have the camera now? Sure.

I think we have all the evidence we need on you right here.

Plus, what, three more cameras full of evidence. That's right.

No way!

Bye,

guys.

So good seeing Bob back to work, huh? Yep, and I finally got my autographed

picture of Carl.

Well, maybe there's hope for old Carl yet.

You know, Mark, what did you really find when you developed Dion's film?

Oh, there were a couple of beautiful shots of you and C .J., and there was

22 fuzzy pictures of horses' rumps.

It's a good thing Phil didn't hang around to find that out, huh? Quiet on

set, please.

And roll camera.

This time, Dash.

Back out to Yellow Fort, kids.

Can't leave a job half done.

Pete Grayson still needs me out at his place.

Can we help you this time, Dash, please?

Well, kids, you need to stay here and look after Miss Kate until she's feeling

better, right?

All right. Okay, Dash.

Say, where is Pete anyway?

Pete?

Dash, how could I ever repay you?

Uh, now, Pete, I may have run off those rustlers, but we still got plenty of

strays to round up, so don't thank me just yet.

So until the next time.