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My dog!

My dog!

Well, the house was secure.

I did manage to chase away a band of bloodthirsty burglars. Using your face,

had no doubt.

Why would Mom get something from Eros by the Sea Resort?

Everybody gets junk mail.

This one is stamped, Here is the information you requested.

Why would Mom be requesting information from a resort that sends

its material in a plain brown wrapper?

I don't know. Why don't you ask her when she gets back from Vegas?

You know, she is an adult. She has a right to her privacy.

Not a federal offense to tamper with other people's mail.

I know that.

I'll just hang on to this for safekeeping. It should be important.

Did you tell him where we were going to be?

Absolutely not. He wants a favor. I can tell looking at him from here he wants a

favor. Tell him to get the serious business look on your face. No, no, no.

Shoo, shoo. It's not going to work. Shoo. Let's go.

Have a local patrol car check for your truck.

Very resourceful of you, but we have plans.

Whatever it is, it's going to have to wait.

Janet Fowler is in Brookhaven Hospital.

It's been about ten minutes. How much longer?

I'm not sure, but they'll let me know, Lieutenant.

I don't understand how she could lie here unconscious for 24 hours without

being notified.

All right, you might as well know.

The ID she had on her said her name was Sally Ann Jackson.

Oh, wait a minute. This is getting a little weird.

The automobile accident wasn't really an automobile accident. Janet Fowler isn't

really Janet Fowler.

She's been out for 24 hours, and the doctors don't really know why. Is that

More or less.

What else?

What else, Town? You're not telling us that they... Hey, come on. This is Janet

we're talking about.

That's why just as soon let it slide.

The doctors have a theory.

Her blood tests were negative, but most of her vital signs indicated she had a

drug overdose. Not a chance.

Take it easy. I didn't say I believed it.

Lieutenant, you can see her now.

It's Janet.

We found a street map of Tijuana in the car.

We put a request into customs, gave a description and license plate number to

the Mexican authorities.

Tijuana?

Yeah, she was headed from that direction.

It was a legal visit.

How come a phony ID?

I don't know.

Nothing adds up in this.

How long has it been?

Five years, since they broke up.

Doesn't seem that long.

Five years isn't that long, Tim.

It's not long at all.

No, wait, come on.

Wait a minute. Now, wait, where are you going?

You two are planning to work together again, aren't you? Well, not

Aren't you? Yeah, well, I think I have a right to know, AJ, because the last

time you almost got yourself killed. Now, wait a second. That was not me.

was him. Oh, excuse me. That makes it all right, then, doesn't it? Look, I can

see that you two want to fight, son. What? Rick, wait just a minute.

Come here.

You see, you're the cause of this whole thing.

Do you realize that you're the biggest problem in my entire life right now?

I mean, you are an irresponsible, overgrown 10 -year -old, and you've

an honest day's work in your life. You don't even have a Social Security card.

Would you tell me, please, is it really worth risking your life to work with him

again? Well, now, wait a second. You tell me something.

Is it really worth risking my sanity simply to be an apprentice investigator

Myron? Go buy the book, Fowler?

I don't see the risk.

Thank you. You're welcome.

I don't mind a fishing trip every now and then. Uh -oh, may I?

Oh, I never should have made you get that nine -to -five job. Hey, no, wait a

second. You listen to me. Listen to me. Will you excuse us?

AJ, I thought you might be hungry.

No, thanks. I'm fine.

No, I still have the engagement ring.

That's because you're a romantic.

I'd love to, Rick.

I know.

Janet's awake.

You want a minute alone with her?

Is that a yes?

Yeah. Thought so.

Hi.

Hello.

How are you feeling?

Kind of like... Everything's sort of underwater.

Yeah.

Just hold your breath and you'll be fine.

Are you a doctor?

Am I a... No, I'm still a detective.

Detective.

Something's wrong?

Janet, are you all right?

Janet?

Janet, who am I?

Detective. What's my name?

Janet, look, I know you're tired and I know you must be very confused.

I want you to look at me closely.

Do you remember me?

I've never seen you before.

What do you mean she's being transferred?

She doesn't know her name. She doesn't know where she's been. She doesn't even

know what year this is.

Look, Mr. Simon, this is a private hospital.

Now, unless there are life -threatening indications, we are required to transfer

indigent patients to county general. She will never get the care she needs at

county, and she is not indigent.

Have you been able to verify her insurance?

No, but, I mean, she's an attorney for the state. We'll have her filed soon.

Look, Mr. Simon, you obviously care very deeply about Janet.

Perhaps if I arranged a meeting with the staff at County, we... She's not going

to County. I'll sign her out of here myself first.

You know, it's not a bad idea.

Janet seems to have an eight -year gap in her memory, but no real medical

problems.

Now, you could provide psychological support, familiar surroundings.

It might just be the best thing for her.

Mom!

Hi, honey.

Oh, Janet, it's so good to see you again.

Oh, thank you. Mrs. Simon, this is very kind of you. Oh, nonsense. You were like

a daughter to me.

Is that true, Rick?

A .J.

A .J. Sorry.

It's all right. It's all right. You know, we'll get you settled, and then

start.

Start? Yeah, well, I was going to take you around to show you some of your old

hangouts, reintroduce you to some old friends, and see if we can't jog your

memory. I have some old photographs.

Whoa. Well, can't this wait? I mean, a little R &R, fine, but let's not rush

anything. If you couldn't remember anything, wouldn't you want to get your

memory back as quickly as you could?

Who's President of the United States?

Ronald Reagan. See there, she hasn't forgotten everything. Okay, here's the

toughie. Who used to host the G .E. Theater?

I know.

Rick, do you want to let me handle this?

I'm the one who remembers how Janet really was.

I remember all her favorite foods, Rocky Road ice cream, for example.

We used to go skin diving every Sunday.

So was I, stranger.

Guys, excuse me. Could I just squeeze a word in here, please? Squeeze away.

To be perfectly honest, I don't think I can deal with a lot of input right now.

I think I just need some time.

AJ, I do want to remember.

I also think I need to...

Rest.

Sure. It's all right. I understand.

Come on, honey. I'll show you to your room.

Why are you fighting me on this?

Janet was my fiancée.

Yeah, so what's wrong with a more objective opinion? I was just trying to

You weren't helping. You were just contradicting everything I said. Why

you just stay back? Let me handle this my way.

Okay, fine.

For what makes you think your way is the right way?

I traced her to the hospital.

She wasn't supposed to reach any hospital.

You can't find what she stole.

You don't know who she was taking it to.

You botched the whole operation.

I gave her a good extra pop.

You should have totaled her.

Should have doesn't help me.

Look, I cook illegal drugs.

You want somebody to take a Mac -10 and put 20 bullets in a woman? Fine!

But you got the wrong guy, pal.

Funny you should say that, Booth.

That's exactly what would happen to you if the guys you testified against should

find you?

Don't push me, Radcliffe.

Because I can always roll over on you, too.

No.

You can't.

Sure, we'd both go to prison.

But in one month's time, someone would take a homemade shiv and stick it

the snitch's shoulder blades.

You know what you are, Booth.

Anything I want you to be.

From a chemist to a killer.

All right, what do you want me to do?

She got away with a company package.

It's got my name on it in six -point Roman type.

I want it back before I end up hip -deep in DEA agents.

She doesn't know where it is. She's got amnesia. How much amnesia? For how long?

I don't want this woman talking.

I don't want her breathing.

Can I make it any clearer for you?

Anything at all familiar?

I don't know.

It's all right.

Maybe we should wait.

No, no.

It's like there's things happening, you know, like behind

layers of gauze. I can see them, and I just feel like I really have to keep

pushing and try to get through.

Could I ask you about something?

Absolutely, whatever you want.

Your mother told me that you and I were engaged once.

What happened?

I don't know. I don't know.

It seemed as if, you know, all of a sudden once we started making plans for

together, once it became concrete, we realized that

we were meant to be friends, not family.

Seems very civilized.

But what was I like? What were we like?

Well, you called me an outlaw.

I did?

Was that because of Rick?

Yes. Do you remember that?

No. I just thought it sort of fit his personality.

A .J., you've got to tell me who am I.

Most loving and caring people I've ever known.

And I was an attorney?

Yes, a very good one.

Very intelligent, very ambitious for both of us.

Did I push you too hard?

No, it's... No, I think you thought it was sort of romantic that I was a

detective.

I still do, I guess.

in handy sometimes.

Tomorrow, Rick and I will start finding out how you got into all this mess.

No vacancy, senor.

Charming little establishment you have here.

No vacancy.

Actually, that's not entirely true.

For example, I'm full up.

As a matter of fact, you could have Alexander Hamilton as your guest.

Just let me take a look in the ladies' room.

What lady?

We have many ladies here.

Uh, no.

No, this lady was driving a sort of metallic rose late model sedan with

California plate.

Your local policia have already spoken to you about her.

Oh, that one. That one, yeah.

She was always acting crazy. She maybe smoked a little something she shouldn't.

What do you think?

I think you better shut up and tell me what room she was in.

Room 11.

You may have been in there yet.

Why? La señorita only left last Tuesday.

Tell me what you're up to.

Rick, you have already told me I work for the State Attorney General's office.

Now, what else? Nothing.

They're stonewalling me.

I wasted four of my best telephone cons on those guys.

Don't worry, I'll get them if it's wrong.

You probably will. I've heard what an outlaw you are.

Me?

No.

You just always had very high standards. Oh.

We did manage to corrupt you, though.

What do you mean?

You used to help us steal cases from your father's detective agency.

I used to... Well, I went sneaky, wasn't I?

What happened to you?

Oh, A .J.? Can I talk to you outside?

Yeah. Is this because of me?

No, no. It wasn't like that. I just need to have a little confidence with Ray.

AJ, don't shut me out, please. I'm in the dark about everything already.

Just give me a few minutes, all right?

Please.

So

what's

the story?

Caught some guy in there going over her room.

I had him cold, but he cheated.

Gotta learn how to fight dirty.

He was planting this in there.

Coke? Heroin?

I don't know.

Tastes funny. Maybe it's something new.

Why would he plant this in Janet's room?

To frame her.

AJ, she hasn't been there for days. What kind of a frame is that?

Did you actually see the guy plant this?

No, but it certainly isn't Janet.

What other reason could there be?

Well, sure, what we got, just lay everything out on the table.

No.

No, she's not strong enough. It's too soon.

All right, look, beat me halfway on this. We will take this to town, get it

analyzed. If it is illegal, we ask her about it.

Gently.

All right.

I was fighting dirty, but he cheated. He hit me with an ashtray.

I know it's important, Rick.

I just don't think she can help us yet.

All we can do is play it by ear.

All right.

Well, he was after me, wasn't he?

Wasn't he?

Come on. Not necessarily.

What is it that you're not telling me? If my life is in danger, AJ, I have a

right to know why.

Come on. Sit down. Sit down now. Come on.

It's all right. Calm down. Calm down.

Yes,

I think this must have been the same guy that decked me.

Did you get a look at him?

He was very tall and very thin, and he had dark hair.

No.

No, my guy was... He had sandy hair. He was average height.

Guy's long gone.

All right.

Do you know what designer drugs are, Janet?

Yes, they're synthetics. They're substitutes for drugs, and they're a lot

cheaper.

All right.

I found a quantity of a drug called alpha -methyl fentanyl in your motel

You were registered there under an assumed name.

You think this is why I can't remember anything? Because I took this drug?

I don't think you would ever take that deliberately.

No, we think somebody forced it on you. We don't know who or why yet.

One thing we do know, you're not safe here anymore.

You all right in there? You need any help?

No, no, thanks. I'm fine.

It's done.

Listen, Rick, you don't know how much I appreciate this. Hey, it's all part of

the service.

No, I mean you trying to be honest with me.

Well, it isn't easy for A .J. He's having a pretty rough time of it.

I know.

Thank you, Tam.

All righty.

Town finally found somebody at the Attorney General's office to talk to us

Janet.

I've got to call the guy in the morning.

A .J., we have to talk about Janet.

It's strange to see her again.

I keep wondering why we didn't make it, why we're not married.

Are you sure it's Janet you're talking about?

I beg your pardon?

Well, this woman, the woman she is now is like a blank slate.

She can be whatever you want her to be.

What's that supposed to mean? I want her to be herself.

Oh, come on, A .J. She didn't really like skin diving. She went because you

enjoyed it.

No, wait a minute, wait a minute. Every Sunday... And you also told her that she

liked your being a detective. Well, now that isn't exactly true, is it?

What?

She wanted me to work for a big firm, but... Please, A .J., resist it. Resist

what? The temptation to mold her. She has to find her own way.

She did like Rocky Road ice cream.

This really is a beautiful view, isn't it?

Yeah, it sure is.

You know, this is the first time I've felt safe and relaxed since this whole

mess started.

It's a good time to get some rest.

Yeah.

Listen, AJ's going to be relieving me about three this morning, so if you hear

noises out here, that's...

AJ. AJ. Yeah.

Good night.

Rick. Hmm?

Could I ask you something?

Sure.

Well, you and AJ have both dropped hints that you and I didn't

get along.

Is that true?

Yeah. Yeah.

In the beginning, anyway.

You were pretty well convinced that I was leading AJ down the primrose path to

sin and unemployment.

Were you?

Yeah, I guess I was.

After a while, you and I had a truce.

We even had a date once.

Sort of. Really? Yeah.

I took you fishing.

AJ was supposed to have gone along, but he came down with the flu.

But when you saw Marlo sitting there on the dock looking sad, you insisted he go

along. Wait, wait, wait. Who is Marlo? Oh, sorry. He's my dog.

This big dog.

Anyhow, you caught a largemouth bass, and you got real excited and started

jumping around in the boat, and then Marlo got excited, and he started

around in the boat, and then the boat got excited and turned over.

Oh, you must have been furious with me.

Yeah, I must have been.

Rick? Huh?

Where did you go?

Oh, I was just, you know, thinking about the case.

You better get some sleep.

Good night.

Good night.

Right. Hey, I want to talk to you.

Privately.

I just want you to know something.

I'm not giving up on him.

What do you mean?

I mean you're not taking him away from me, Rick. I'm gonna marry him.

I don't want him. What do you think I am, anyhow?

Well, I think you're his brother and his best friend, and I also think that

everyone's gotta grow up sooner or later.

Except for you, maybe.

If you wanted to marry me, I would grow up.

No, you wouldn't.

You think you're Peter Pan.

Rick?

Rick?

I remembered something.

I wasn't dead. I was almost asleep, and all of a sudden I remembered something.

I remember the little sleazy motel, and I remember the man, the little man with

the mustache. I can just see him as clearly as I can see you. That's

And, okay, also...

I remember that I was supposed to be going there to meet somebody on

this man, but I can't remember what kind of business.

And there's a beach because I keep seeing this ocean. But, I mean, what

it? Where's the beach? It's okay. It's okay. Just calm down. It's all going to

come back to you. I know.

It is. It's coming back.

I'm going to be Janet again.

It's going to be all right.

It's going to be okay.

Alan Cassidy, please.

Hi, Mr. Cassidy.

My name is A .J. Simon. I'm a private investigator in San Diego.

What can I do for you, Mr. Simon?

I'm trying to help one of your employees by the name of Janet Fowler.

You know where she is?

No, not at the moment, but I was wondering if... Look, Mr. Simon, I can't

discuss Miss Fowler with you over the phone.

She needs help.

Drugs again?

What is it this time?

Cocaine?

Why do you say that?

Because that's why she was fired from her job here as deputy prosecutor.

We want to talk to her about some missing office equipment, so if you have

information...

Sheila,

cancel my appointments for the rest of the week.

I'm going to San Diego.

You hired me because I can turn $1 ,500 worth of chemicals into $2 million worth

of fentanyl. And from now on, that's all I'm going to be doing for you. And

that's all over.

Things are too hot.

I'll have to go down to Tecate myself, clean up your lab, erase the trail that

leads from Sally Ann Jackson to me.

What trail?

The trail that leads right through you.

What?

Well. Well, well, well.

Looks like we've caught you without your handy -dandy ice tray. This is your

guy? This is my guy in the flesh. Oh, good. I thought there was a new one each

time.

Alan Cassidy.

California Attorney General's office. Right.

So, Janet's into drugs, you're into burglary. That's quite an office you

have in Sacramento.

What were you doing in that motel room?

The same thing I'm doing here.

I'm trying to find out where Janet is.

Why?

So you can send some other goon to kill her?

Kill her?

What the hell are you talking about? I don't want to kill her.

She's my fiancée.

All right, I can understand you're not trusting me on the phone, but now that

we're all supposed to be on the same team here, why don't you tell us the

truth, finally?

Recognize him?

His name's Howard Booth.

It's the guy that Mother described.

He tried to kill Janet.

Really? Yeah, really.

Well, that's not exactly his style.

I mean, he was a chemist for an East Coast pharmaceutical company. That is,

until they discovered he was using the company's lab to cook more than aspirin.

So now he's got something similar going on out here?

Yeah. Well, when our office found out, that's when they set Janet up for that

phony cover story about being fired for drug addiction.

She was trying to get close to Booth, find out where his lab was, who was

bankrolling him.

She was in Mexico.

Yeah, well, she called me the morning before she disappeared.

Said she was going to be able to get all the evidence that we needed.

Booth must have caught her, given her some fentanyl to make her death look

an overdose or an accident.

I found a vial of that stuff in the motel room.

Not that it's pointing any fingers.

This was conclusive, she said.

Enough to bring in the Mexican drug enforcement people and tie it up at this

as well.

Where's the evidence?

Booth doesn't have it, otherwise he wouldn't have gone after Janet again.

I have an idea.

I'll need the police report on Janet's car, though.

It's a good theory, but... I'm right, and I know it.

Look, Janet knew she'd been drugged, right? Mm -hmm. She had to hide the

evidence in case they thought of it.

Now, Townsend, her gas tank was less than a gallon short of being full, so

conclusion, she had to stop somewhere.

Okay, fine, Sherlock, but this is station number six.

So?

Didn't anybody ever tell you number six is the charm?

Besides, look at that.

Didn't you hear Janet saying how she kept having these mental images of the

ocean, the beach and all that?

So if you will excuse me.

Sugar, that man walked right in the ladies' room.

He did. He walked right in on me. You're telling me.

Excuse me, sir. Is there a problem here? There's a heap of time in this ladies'

room trying to look at my wife, and I'm going to bust his head. No, no, no, sir.

This is all a misunderstanding. You see, that's my distant cousin, Klaus, from

the Black Forest. He's only been in the country a very short time. He doesn't

read English. Been trying to teach him, but he's not too bright. You mean he

wasn't looking at her? No, no, no. He thought this was the men's room. I'll

straighten it out.

Well, in that case, I... No, no, no, please.

Allow me.

Damn it, Klaus. I don't care if you don't speak English.

I can't, that garbage. It's time you learned a lesson.

Now, if that's the only way you'll learn, that will just have to do.

Get in the truck. Get in the truck.

Now.

Terribly sorry, ma 'am, if you were offended. My deepest apologies. Thank

and goodbye.

Did you have to hit me?

No, I could have let him play the anvil cork on your noggin with that high iron.

Well, like I said, thanks for hitting me.

My pleasure.

But I found stuff behind the flush tank.

Sodium bicarbonate?

That, no.

Well, I guess we'd better check out Brad Pitt Pharmaceuticals, huh?

Huh.

Hey, Don, that was quick.

Yeah, look, Cassidy's here. He helped fill in some blanks. First of all, we

found Booth. Oh, good.

We found him in a local landfill with two 9mm slugs in his chest.

Any ideas?

Nothing yet.

Well, what about Ratcliffe Pharmaceuticals? Well, the balance sheet

but Gary Ratcliffe, the head man, lives like an old sheik.

And Cassidy says working for a legitimate company fits the M .O. of

Sounds like you've got enough to lean on him.

Can't right now. Seems he left this morning to visit his planet Ducati.

So for the time being, he's out of my jurisdiction.

That's true, but he's not out of ours.

Try not to get me in trouble, okay?

Thanks for the info, town.

Well?

Well, how would you like to take a night trip to Phoenix, Tecate, Mexico?

Absolutely. I hear it's slime hunting season down here.

It's destroying the evidence. We've got to stop it. Get it.

It's too late. You won't find enough to charge him with jaywalking. Well,

there's no way he's going to walk away from this clean.

Especially as long as I've got this and his car is right over there.

Rick, that is blatant entrapment.

No, that's felonious planting of evidence.

Look, the guy hurt Janet. He tried to kill her and Mom.

You want to do the felonious planting or do you want me to?

Call it. Heads. Wrong.

Okay, I call it town. He's setting up a whole roadblock and everything. What are

you doing with that? He took off before I could plant it, all right? Setting up

a roadblock? What are we going to do about town?

Look, we're going to lose this guy if we don't go. Let's go.

Is there a problem? What's your name, sir?

Gary Radcliffe.

Why the roadblock?

Random spot check. Illegal aliens. Drugs.

My car doesn't even have a back seat.

Drugs then. We're not bussy. Would you please get out of the car?

What's going on?

No,

he's already searching the car.

I've got a business meeting.

Due time, sir, in due time. Officer!

Arrest this man!

He seduced my daughter and stole her away to Mexico. She's 16 years old. I

know what he's talking about.

He stole my daughter.

I don't know what he's talking about.

That is the very car we saw leaving the motel.

It's not true.

Red Cliff is right, sir. We can't wait for your wife any longer. She's on her

way, officer. She is on her way.

16 years old. You should be ashamed of yourself.

He seduced my daughter when she was only 16 years old. Go away.

This is ridiculous.

If you want me to stay here any longer, then you better charge me with

something. Just another minute, officer, please. I think I see my wife's car

pulling up in the back. That's not true.

I said go away.

She's only 16 years old. Not my wife, my daughter. Only 16.

Wait a minute.

That's not a Lamborghini.

It's a Corvette.

Never mind.

Sorry about the delay, sir. Just let us finish our inspection. You'll be on your

way here.

Officer, there's a very bad leak in the differential of this automobile. I

really think you should take a look at it.

You got to get down real low to see it. Man, give me a break. This is a $100

flex.

Well,

well, well, Mr. Radcliffe. I can see a weapon with a silencer.

is highly illegal.

I just hope you haven't shot anyone with it.

You have the right to remain silent. If you give up the right to remain silent,

anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.

Oh, someplace familiar.

I don't know, someplace strange.

Alan.

Yes, I know.

I know. You can get there.

I'll be right there.

All right, I'll tell you. Bye -bye.

Come back. I promise I will.

AJ.

Thank you.

I'm sorry if I, uh... Well, if I caused you any uncomfortable moments.

Don't be sorry.

I'm very happy for you.

I'm very happy for you and... What's his name?

And if anybody's going to apologize, I... When I told you about how we were,

I...

too hard to change.

No.

It's okay.

You know, now that I remember everything, you really weren't that far

You could be my Pygmalion any time.

Mm -hmm.

Yeah,

I remember it all.

And you still owe me $300.

I don't remember that part.

You don't? Mm -mm.

Why don't we just call it even? Okay.

Take care of yourself, sweetie.

I will.

Hey, we expect a wedding invitation.

You got it.

Cassidy is a lucky man.

Yeah.

It's almost as lucky as you are.

What are you talking about?

Where are you ever going to come up 300 bucks?