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One great shot, you know, that's going to separate me from the thousands.

Got it.

See, that's my problem.

I'm unique.

No, I know I am.

I have something very special.

Way beyond my looks and my body.

I'm going to be the next great female action star that everybody's looking

Okay, um, let's talk about the shot.

Are you sure you want to wear the paramount fit?

Well, Harry picked it out.

Do you think this is what you want?

What, it's not sexy enough?

No, um, it's plenty sexy, but... Okay, who's your favorite action hero?

Um, Fly?

Right, Fly, okay. Would Fly wear a harem outfit?

Oh, no.

No, he would not, okay? He'd be stripped to the waist. He'd be greased down.

He'd have a gun in one hand and a knife in the other.

What the hell are you saying?

I'm talking about the style of the shot. What are you saying? It sounds like

you're trying to see Sandra Toplin.

No, I didn't say that.

Yeah, I think you did. No, what I said was Stallone would be Toddler.

So she should be.

Well, not necessarily, but figuratively.

I don't like the way you've been looking at her from the get.

I haven't been looking at her anyway.

I think you have.

Harry, don't be a jerk.

I'm your manager, right?

Is that right?

Please, please, please, please. Look, I'm just talking about a picture, okay?

didn't mean to make you feel insecure.

Insecure? Okay, not insecure.

Defensive. Defensive?

Okay, not defensive.

Inadequate. I don't know. I'm just trying to take a picture. That's it. I

exactly what you're trying to do.

You're trying to promote my lady.

He is not.

I am not.

Look,

there's no need for that, okay? Get your ass!

No, you're not. So don't even think about it. Quit it, Harry.

He's really making you look like a fool.

Oh, I wish you hadn't said that. You know what?

I'm out of here, okay? I took this gig because I needed money. What I don't

is this abuse.

Sandra, you can get someone else to finish the shoot.

It's Sandra.

What? You called me Sandra, but it's Sandra. I had it changed legally.

Whatever. Sandra, Sandra, it doesn't matter.

This isn't over.

Sorry, Harry.

No one humiliates me.

In the city of angels, undercover of night.

People are drowning in a sea of light.

The devil holding your life on the line.

Angels are calling, praying for time.

Something's gotta give.

Here she is, McKenna Morgan.

Ladies and gentlemen, as chairman and CEO of Sun Bliss

Clothing, I take a great deal of pride and pleasure in announcing our purchase

of Azure Blue, effective Monday morning.

You gave birth to Azure Blue, McKenna Morgan.

Helped it grow into the most successful swimwear line in the world.

I'll give you my solemn oath.

I'll take good care of your child.

Thank you, Carl.

We are all very, very pleased. McKenna, please.

McKenna, please. Please don't do this.

Please, McKenna. We're all pleased and very excited.

It's time for this great merging of manufacturing and designing talent.

don't do this.

McKenna, you can't throw away 20 years. I love you. Back off.

Hey, get out of the way. Ladies and gentlemen, we'll be happy to answer all

questions. If you'll follow me over here.

That's my wife.

Ladies and gentlemen, right over here.

McKenna, Mr. Powers will answer any questions that you have. Right over

She doesn't want to talk to me.

Go away.

We were talking, and it was hopeful. I mean, it wasn't certain, but it was

hopeful. And then six weeks ago, she goes off to a fat farm and has her eyes

done. Maybe she's just trying to change her life.

I don't know. There's just something very, very strange going on. And I know

you're going to think I'm crazy about this, but... I don't think

McKenna's McKenna.

Do we need to... No, no, I know, I know.

It's just that woman I saw at the press conference the other day, I don't think

it's her. And I know that sounds crazy. Well, I saw her picture in the paper. I

know, I know.

Well, did she act like McKenna?

Yeah.

But something in my gut tells me otherwise.

You always said go with your gut, right?

You want me to see her?

Yeah.

That's why I came to you.

See, I know you'll tell me straight.

But if it is her, please don't tell her anything about this.

I don't want her thinking any worse than she already does.

Okay? I'll see you.

Thanks, Mitch.

Just talked to Dewey. He's carrying a lot of weight.

Yeah, yeah, he's going through a divorce.

Oh, that'll do it.

So you look nice. You on your way to a workout?

Yeah.

Actually, it's an investing opportunity.

Listen, Mitch, if I buy into this gym, I have to find a way to attract new

clients. You work out, right?

Every day.

Why? Fear.

Fear of what? Fear that someday I won't be physically able to pull somebody out

of that surf out there.

No, that won't work. People don't respond to fear.

Work out a lot?

Religiously. Why?

When I walk into a room, I don't want to be ignored.

Not a chance of that happening, Cookie.

Have a good workout. I'll see you. See you. Bye.

My name is Mitch Buchanan. I'm here to see McKenna Morgan.

Is she expecting you?

No, I'm an old friend.

One minute, please.

Yeah. McKenna sends her apologies, but she's very busy.

Is there something I can do to help?

No.

Does she know I'm here?

Absolutely.

Well, I'll only take a couple of minutes. I'd like to see her.

It's about Dewey.

That's what she thought.

Can I be candid?

He's become very strange, very erratic lately. I mean, the other day he caused

major disruption at our press conference.

She's actually become quite afraid of him.

I told her to get a restraining order on him, but for the moment she refuses.

If you're Dewey's friend, I'd keep him away.

Well, I'd still like to see her. Just take a minute. Please. It's important.

I wish I could. I'm sorry.

I tell you what. How about if I see her long enough for her to say she doesn't

want to see me?

Please.

Of course.

Follow me.

Watch your step.

Sorry to disturb you, McKenna, but Mr. Buchanan insisted.

Hello, Mitch.

Kenna.

How are you? Good.

Sorry to barge in on you. Well, what's about Dewey?

David, I'm not interested.

I'm really worried about you. Now he's worried?

Why not two years ago when it would have made a difference?

Sorry, Mitch.

I can't be bothered with Dewey anymore.

I told him it was a bad time.

Why don't you give me a call, and we'll do lunch.

Okay.

I don't want this husband and his friend becoming a problem.

I understand.

So, was it McKenna or not?

I don't know. I'm not sure.

See what I mean?

Okay. Be specific.

McKenna was always affectionate.

No real touching. This lady was cold. She was aloof.

She said, let's do lunch.

That's exactly what I'm talking about.

It's the little things. Those aren't little things, guys. That's nothing.

Maybe, maybe not.

But at least I'm not crazy.

I don't know. Not by me, you're not. Then what happened to her?

If this lady is an imposter, it's a very good question.

Donna, I need your opinion on something. Good. I need yours.

On what?

Well, I'm trying to come up with a signature drink.

Like a house special?

Exactly. I've been working on it all afternoon.

These are the ones I like. Okay.

Okay, try this.

I'm going to call the one I select Perfect Night.

Uh, Donna, I'll tell you right now I don't like it.

The glass.

The glass. All this junk. It's like you're trying to hide something that's

horrible. Noted. Okay, just taste it.

All right.

Mmm.

I'd keep the salad. This definitely needs to be covered up. Okay.

Now, taste this one. It may be a little sweet, but, um, try it. A little sweet,

huh?

Griff!

Water, water.

Wow. It's the first time I've ever gotten that reaction from a man. Oh, no,

wasn't you. It was the drink. Got a little carried away with the grenadine.

That's horrible.

Sandra. I mean, Sandra.

What's up?

Harry's looking for you.

Who's Harry?

Her boyfriend.

Oh.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no. It's not like that.

Does Harry have a knife or something?

I don't think so, but he's real mad.

This is just terrible.

All I wanted was that one great picture.

You know, so casting directors would see me for what I really am.

And what's that?

Sondra here wants to be the next great female action hero.

The next?

Yeah. Who's the latest?

Exactly.

I am dying of thirst.

No. Oh.

Mmm.

This is delicious.

Let me take that.

Donna, this is good.

Let me see.

Mmm. It's perfect.

Well, ladies, I'm sorry I have to interrupt this, but I have to go in. I

wouldn't worry too much about Harry.

I wasn't. I was worried about you.

That is so sweet of you, but I think I'll be fine.

Well, I warned him. Yes, you did.

We need something solid to prove whether it's McKenna or not.

Fingerprints. Right.

But how do we get those?

Well, if I can get into the house, into the bathroom or the office, I need a

cosmetics jar, letter opener, a pen, anything that she's touched recently.

If I can get you in the house.

I can get the fingerprint.

Excuse me.

Hey, Griff, got a minute? One more time. I'm kind of busy, Mitch.

Yeah, I can see that.

But maybe if you had some time, maybe you could help me with something.

Are you talking about a case?

Yeah, like, kind of.

One second.

Uh, lady, thank you very much.

That's a wrap.

So, what type of cake?

Murder?

Oh, yeah.

All right, here's what I want.

I'll dial the number. You ask for McKenna. Tell her the photos she ordered

already. But since she didn't order any photos, won't she think I'm nuts?

Only if it's the real McKenna.

If it's not, she'll buy into it.

Say you'd like to deliver them just like she asked.

Then I go alone.

Then you're inside.

It's a long shop. It's all we got.

390 -1736.

Hello?

Hey, this is Griff Walker, the photographer. May I speak with McKenna,

Well, she's not available right now. What do you need?

Tell him the photos you ordered already. Yeah, those are prints she ordered

already.

Well, when did she order these prints?

Before she went to the fat farm. Before she went to the fat farm.

Listen, is McKenna there? Can I just speak with her?

Just send him over.

No, no, no. They've got to be delivered.

Look, what's going on? I get a rush order from McKenna. She tells me to take

stills with the new line and then hand deliver them.

Okay. Hand deliver them.

All right, I will.

Now what?

Take some pictures of the girls in bikinis, put them in an envelope, and

Ryan deliver them.

Sounds good.

Oh, hey, I got the pictures. Where's Miss Morgan?

She said to leave them.

So just send her the bill, and thank you very much.

No problem, man. Let me show you what I did real quick so you can explain it to

her. That's not necessary.

Sure.

Actually, I'm a little busy, so... Um, I'm sorry. Is there any way I could

borrow your restroom with these?

Yeah, actually, me too. I shouldn't have drank all that tea.

Follow me.

Thank you.

We're starting to write.

Can I help you?

Um, hi.

I was just looking for the bathroom.

Oh, it's right through there.

I just got a little turn around.

What's going on?

Nothing. She was... I was looking for the bathroom. I got lost.

It's really beautiful.

Have a nice day. Thank you.

Garner's friend downtown ran these.

Most of them belong to McKenna, the real McKenna.

And the others?

Well, there are some that we can't identify at all, but then there are

that we can identify, and they do not belong to them.

The imposter, right?

Well, the maid, or Ryan, or anybody else who was using the office.

Yeah. Look, DMV has some matches.

There are two that belong to domestic help, and one belongs to a certain

Aitken.

a cocktail waitress slash actress from Tupelo, Mississippi.

Well, guess who wins?

Jessica's been in town for seven months. DMV has an address on her.

Her hair's blonde, not brunette like McKenna's. Natural blonde, let's guess

Green eyes, not brown like McKenna's.

Same height, about the same weight.

Did Dewey ever mention Jessica to you?

No, but he should be training right now. I'll find him.

I wanted to bring her up to date anyway.

Okay, we'll check out Jessica. Okay. All right.

You're on!

Alright!

Come on in.

I'm good.

This is it.

Let's see if she's home.

She's probably back at the house, right?

It's locked.

Yeah, it's locked.

Ryan, what are you doing?

Ryan, that's breaking and entering. I don't know.

I'll be gentle.

Just entering.

Hey, hey, hey!

You need the jaws of life or what?

Who are you?

The manager.

Oh, well then.

Hi there.

We're friends of Jessica's from back home in Tupelo, Mississippi.

Yeah, we were just supposed to meet her here and then go out to dinner.

Yeah, it just amazes us how y 'all figure out those L .A. freeways.

We thought we were late, and as it turns out, we're a half hour early.

You suppose we could just wait in there for her? I can't let you in.

You can come back or I can tell her you were here.

Take your choice.

All right, well, we'll come back.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Bye -bye.

Stuck out, huh?

Okay, well, guys, 7 -D, Jessica Atkins. Not home.

Oh, man, I don't want to have to come all the way back.

You got cable? Nope.

Well, it's no more trouble to hook up two than there's one.

Yeah? Mitch?

Yeah.

Free cable, huh? Whatever works.

All right.

Oh.

Videotapes.

Dateline interview, October 1994.

Century Plaza fashion show in 1995.

Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to this year's Azure Blue

fashion show. We're very excited about... Good afternoon, ladies and

and welcome to this year's Azure Blue fashion show. Come up north, Jessie.

Lose the drawl, sugar. I hope you enjoy it as much as we did.

Thank you very much.

Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to this year's Azure Blue

Fashion Show.

Hey, Mitch. What you got?

I found a file called McKenna.

She's got her personal history from the day she was born.

Family members, co -workers, a list of enemies.

Look here under friends.

Mitch Buchanan.

Left guard with Dewey, divorced, ex -wife, gal, one son, Hobie. A guest at

wedding in 1987, speaker at the Serving Hall of Fame indoctrination.

Looks like she's got a crib sheet on who's who in McKenna and Dewey's lives.

It's a crash course on McKenna Morgan 101.

You know, if Jessica dyes her hair and pops in some brown contact lenses... Say

hello, John.

And with those videotapes of McKenna, she could learn to walk the walk and

the talk.

Dewey's right.

She's not his wife.

You know, if they kill McKenna on Friday night, sell the company Monday morning,

boom. Payday.

Keep her away from family, friends. She and Dewey are separated. They haven't

slept together in months. They don't even talk. They don't see each other.

You can do it, huh?

You do your homework.

You can get away with murder.

All it takes is 48 hours.

A weekend.

Let's talk to the manager.

Where is the woman who lives here? Hadn't been around for a while. Would

know where she is? She could be at work.

Do you have that number?

I don't even know where she works. So if there's any emergency, do you have any

way of reaching her?

I got a pager number.

So tomorrow we sign the contracts.

And after the sale is finalized, you divorce your husband, get the big

and then retire from the world of fashion.

Just like we planned.

I spent a lot of time learning this part.

I haven't had plastic surgery.

Is there a point to all this?

Yeah. The point is, I really like this life.

People want to take my picture, ask my opinion on things.

I tell you, it sure beats the tar out of slinging drinks from Tupelo.

Well, yeah, it's been a nice ride.

And today is just going to be a nice memory.

I think there's a way for me to stay here and be McKenna Morgan.

Well, that's not going to happen.

So don't push it.

Hello, did you page me? Miss Akins, this is your apartment manager.

There's a guy here who wants to talk with you.

All right, listen very carefully.

Your life depends on how well you understand me and what you do after I

Are you listening?

Yes.

Who is it?

My apartment manager's at the bed of Waterlake.

All right, when this is over...

And he has what he wants.

He's going to kill you.

Do you believe me?

Yes, I do.

All right.

If you want to live, we have to meet.

You come here right now, and I can help you.

Okay.

I have to go to my apartment. No, no, no.

Not till after the papers are signed.

The manager has to go in. Everything you gave me to study is right there out in

the open.

Okay. Fine.

I'll have Leo take you.

I don't want you going anywhere alone until this is all over.

But before you go, what do you say we take a little trip down memory lane,

Just so you get a clear picture of exactly what it is I can do.

Now I... I tried to talk her into selling that company for three years.

We've had this conversation at least a hundred times in the last three years.

Why don't you get it in your head? Now is the time to sell. You realize the

problem? No.

No. Final.

The fact that you even bring it up.

How are we doing?

What are you doing?

Closing a deal.

You have one last chance to make a life -or -death decision.

She made the wrong one.

Get in here!

Give

me the gun!

Come on, come on, come on, come on!

I set the gun down, remember?

And you picked it up.

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

You weren't wearing gloves, were you?

Hmm.

Now, you go do what you gotta do.

But you remember one thing?

Your prints are all over that gun.

What happened?

The sprinklers went off. My clothes almost got... Come on there. Before you

in, you have to sign off. Come on down to the office.

Not you, just her. She just has to sign a relief.

Uh, hey there. Excuse me, you.

Hi there. Uh, you look nice and strong. Could you help me move this out of the

way, please?

Please?

Come on, help a girl out.

How's it going?

How do you think?

It was terrible before your phone call.

Who's your friend?

Detective Byron Brown, LAPD.

Perfect.

Look, not that any of this makes a difference, but I never knew what he had

planned when I took this gig.

And then, after he killed McKenna, I was in up to my eyeballs and too afraid to

run. Well, we're going to need more than that.

The guy's got a hell of a lot of money. It's going to take more than

circumstantial evidence to convict him.

Like a body and a smoking gun.

I know where the body is.

Or at least where it was three days ago.

We need you to cooperate, Miss Adkins.

Forget it. I talk, I die. We can protect you.

Yeah, right.

He's going to try and take you out whether you talk or not.

Now, your only chance is to help us nail him.

Uh -uh.

No way.

Look, you don't cooperate.

You're on your own.

Where can I? How's the apartment?

Up at the bathroom.

Can I get you a drink?

No, thanks.

Chad Lindsey.

Good evening, Mr. Lindsey.

I hope I'm not interrupting.

Who's this?

Business partner?

That's correct.

Look, who the hell is this?

Perhaps my friend could put things in proper perspective.

Hello, Chad.

Who is this?

You're a very bad boy.

And a very bad shot.

Guess what?

I'm live.

McKenna?

We'll talk later.

Bye. McKenna.

We'll be in touch.

Get going. Now!

Okay, here we go.

See it?

No. I thought they were going to dump these by now.

They've got to wait for the barge people.

There it is.

I mean, it's got to be in. Open it up.

You're looking for me, Chad?

Does it matter?

Where's the Englishman?

He'll be here.

Good.

Why?

Why did you try to kill me?

Because I made Azure Blue the success it was.

I made all the decisions.

You made the magazine covers. I made you rich and famous.

And now I'm going to take what's mine.

And I'm going to make sure that you and your partner are good and dead.

Your plan almost works.

Oh, it still will, Buchanan.

Well, actually, it won't.

We have you on tape.

Why did you try to kill me?

Because I made Azure Blue the success it was.

Pity old boy, isn't it? I'll let it work for naught.

Told you I was good sugar.

McKenna is dead.

All right, all right.

Come on. Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

All right, let's go.

You all right?

Yeah, I'm fine. You?

Yeah. Well, he's lucky you're a bad shot.

Who's a bad shot?

You missed him.

I wasn't aiming at him. Yeah, right.

Well, I wasn't. Hey, listen to me. Shut up!

You're trying to tell me in the dead of night you fire off one round.

It hits the tank in the exact spot causing that tank to explode. Is that

you're trying to tell me? Yes, that's what I'm trying to tell you. Now come

it was a fluke.

It was not.

Look, nobody is that good.

You saw it.

Hey, I want to talk to you.

Yeah, run.

But that's not going to change anything. If I don't get you today, I'll get you

tomorrow.

I thought you were going to keep on running.

I wasn't running, Harry.

I was just trying to find a place where we wouldn't be disturbed.

Oh? Yeah, if we were in public, you might think people are watching.

So what?

You afraid of getting your butt whipped in public?

No, I just wanted this to be private.

I want to make sure this is really between you and me and you're not doing

for Sandra, but for yourself.

Why are you doing this, Harry? You know why. No, I really don't. Because of what

you did. What did I do?

You know, I think you're doing this because you're scared.

Scared? Yeah, I think you really love Sandra, but you're scared you may lose

her. Oh, is that what you think?

Yes. I think if you stop for a second, you realize that fighting me is going to

get you nothing.

This isn't between you and me. This is between you and you.

Between me and me.

Absolutely.

Between what you want and what you're afraid to lose.

Between what you love and what you fear. I mean, it's the same for all of us,

Harry, one way or the other. I mean, when we're mad at someone, isn't it

ourselves we're really angry at?

Well, you know what I think.

No, what do you think?

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

Okay, how about this then, huh?

If I do it again, I'm going to break every bone in your body. Are we clear?

Huh?

Don't make me go through this again.

Never quite the same, is it?

No, it's not.

The light, the clouds, the wind.

Pat McKenna loved the water.

I know she did.

I'm going to go away for a while.

The mountains, I think.

You understand that?

You know, I never thought I'd get tired of looking at the ocean.

Thanks for everything, for being there.

It can blow your dreams away.

There's a price you've got to pay.

You can't run in the night.

You can hear the barren call as another angel

falls.

The grace of the boulevard in the blink of an eye.

The devil is watching as we slide into the night.

In the night, you can hear the sirens call.

As another angel falls into the dark.