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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.