All language subtitles for McCloud S06E05 Our Man in the Harem

I hope your taste
haven't changed.

Blonde, young, beautiful.

According to the computer,
Nancy's

the third beauty queen
that's missing.

I'm on my way to Arami tomorrow.

Would ruin any chance
I have of findin' her.

- I'll call back.
- The answer is a flat no.

You're not going to Arami.

Keep them alive till tomorrow.

It must look as if they were
killed in action.

I'm gonna get to the bottom
of Nancy's disappearance

if I have to take Arami apart
stroll by stroll.

[theme music]

[music continues]

[instrumental music]

Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen,
I have the results.

The four contestants
in our semi-finals are...

[dramatic music]

Miss Alice Cochran.

[applause]

Announcer: Miss Vivian Paul.

[audience cheering on TV]

Miss Nancy Hustin.

[applause]

Did you call Nancy yet?

Uh, no, no.

I didn't wanna make her nervous.

I think she's okay.
Let her finish the contest.

Ramal: That's right,
Your Highness.

I'm right here with Mr. Yates.

The vice president in charge

of Chemcrafts
Aeronautical Division.

It looks very good,
I must say.

I had an extensive opportunity
to study their plans.

And especially the D1-14 plane

Chemcrafts is building
right now.

Very impressive. Very well
suited to our purposes.

Kimpal: You are aware
that Monsieur Dupre

from the French consortium

is here with me and we have
some interesting talks.

Ramal: But may I point out,
Your Highness

that the French plane has not
been flown except in tests.

Chemcrafts D1-14 has been sold
all over the world.

Kimpal: Good! However, there's
always the political side.

The French, The Americans.

Ramal:
I understand that very well.

And we have to take a long,
hard look at all these aspects.

But I'm sure that in the end,
we will go with the Americans.

I believe that the quality
in the financial aspects

will weigh in favor
of these people here.

[laughs]

[speaking in foreign language]

Ramal: They are drafting
a proposal

right now, Your Highness.

Mr. Yates assured me
we would be--

- Yes.
Woman 1: It's your wife.

Ramal: Not later than tomorrow.

I'll take it out there.

Yes, Your Highness.
Thank you very much.

Mr. Yates, finally.

This is Wilhelmina Kirk.
"Viewpoint" magazine.

- Just call me Willie.
- Hi, Willie.

I'm sorry, you just couldn't
have picked a worse time.

I learned a long time ago
that getting a story

from a man as busy as you are,
is like getting pregnant.

There's just never
an ideal time.

So you just have to make up
your mind to do it

and then do it.

So let's do it, Mr. Yates.

Th-- the story, that is.

You will excuse me, please.

- Hi, Cindy.
Cindy: What took you so long?

My men from Arami is here.

[chuckling] It sounds
like a spy picture.

It's the big deal
I told you about it.

Alright. Um, I hope you haven't
forgotten the other big deal.

Betty's birthday?

Honey, I'm just going
to be able to make it.

Th-- there's nothing I can do.

Yes, there is.

Come home to the party
the way you promised.

Look, I'll throw
a dozen parties later.

She only wants this party.

- Now.
- Cindy...

Can't you get it
through your skull?

I'm working on a
multi-million-dollar deal.

It's like the last one.
You know what that meant.

- You're Mr. Ramal.
- You know me.

I certainly do.

Second man on the totem pole

to the Sheik of Araby.

Arami.

[chuckles] I'm Wilhelmina Kirk.
"Viewpoint" magazine.

Tell me, um...

Just between you and me...

I have a terrible memory.

Well, sometimes
that could be a blessing.

[chuckling]
Not to a magazine reporter.

Ramal: Ah. Hm.

You were about
to ask me a question.

[chuckling] Yes, I was.

I forgot what I was gonna say.

[chuckling]
Oh, that's charming.

If you ever come to Arami,
I want you to be my guest.

Well, you have a date,
I'll be there

on the other half
of this assignment.

Tell me, are you gonna let me
into the women's quarters?

Oh, guests stay in a separate
part of the palace.

Well, I don't mind the walk.

Custom forbids it.

Donald, are you there?

I'll have to
get back to you.

I hope she isn't disturbing you.

No, quite the opposite.

She's the most pleasant incident
of my visit.

- You are lovely.
- Well, thank you.

Mr. Yates, this man may just get
you the cover of "Viewpoint."

[chuckles] Willie, I have to
leave the country.

A quick trip, I'll call you
just as soon as I get back.

I promise. Within ten days.

So, what did the sheikh
have to say?

Sheikh Kimpal is favorable
to your proposition.

Then it's set?

Virtually.

What's that mean?

You haven't finished talking

to the French company yet, huh?

Do you blame me?

You Americans
have taught the world

what a wonderful thing
free enterprise is.

Announcer: And continuing
with our semi-finals,

ladies and gentlemen,
we're gonna be watching

Miss Nancy Hustin.

She performs in the talent
portion of our program

to choose our
American Beauty Queen.

Here she is, Miss Nancy Hustin!

[audience cheering]

[beeping]

[beeping]

[instrumental music]

[beeping]

Where is everybody?

McCloud!

What are you doing
in the squad room?

I assigned you
to missing persons.

I just finished my shift.

Well, then go home.
Or better get work over--

Chief, I'm not gettin' enough
done in missing persons

to "warrant putting"
in any time.

Let alone overtime. Especially
with New York's budget.

Tighter than a miser's fist.

What has the budget
got to with it?

Missing persons need you.

Alright, everybody!

I know television's supposed
to better than ever,

but that doesn't mean work stops
just because of prime time.

It's all my fault, chief.

Look, it's Nancy.

Yeah, she's one of the finalists

in a beauty contest
down in Miami.

Beauty contest?

Nancy?

Remember our last few deals,
Ramal?

Which one?

I hope your taste
haven't changed.

Blonde, young, beautiful.

Innocent.

[chuckling]
In a beauty contest.

Huh, I'd swear
it was only yesterday

asked me to be her Godfather.

How about that?
Where have the years gone?

Mostly in missing persons.

Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen,
that was Miss Nancy Hustin

our last finalist.

Nancy Hustin?
Why the alias?

She worked up
this phony background,

said she was an orphan.

[chuckles] Well, she knew
if I found out about it,

I wouldn't let her in...

I thought she was
visiting my sister

down in Miami.

Oh, kids. Huh?

Alright, everybody back to work!

Just as soon as
we find out who wins.

Announcer: There's the envelope.

Thank you.

Ladies and gentlemen,
this is the big moment.

I have here the winner
in our annual beauty pageant.

Our queen for the year...

The new American Beauty...

Miss Alice Cochran!

[instrumental music]

You want her?
All it takes is a phone call.

[audience applauding]

[knock on door]

- Who is it?
Phil: Phil Danton.

Remember me?

[sighs]
Come in.

Hey, hey, hey, what's goin' on?

"Losers weepers,"
isn't that what they say?

Believe me, you weren't a loser
today, you were a winner.

My agency wants to handle you.

[sighs]
Honest?

And we don't handle losers.

How does 1500
for one day's work

sound to you as a starter?

Uh, plus expenses.

[gasps] Do you mean that?

I hope jet lag doesn't
bother you too much.

[laughs]
From Miami to New York?

A lot further than that.

Overseas?

[laughs] This is all so sudden,
I don't even know...

That's Showbiz.

Jarvis to Yates,
this plane is ready.

- Hello. Daddy?
McCloud: No, Nancy.

This is Sam McCloud. Your dad
will be up in a minute.

I just wanted
to congratulate you.

Thanks, but I didn't win,
marshal.

Well, look, uh,
there's nothin' wrong

with bein' one of the four
prettiest girls in America.

And I think they got
the order wrong myself.

- Found him.
- Uh, here he is.

- Just hold on.
- Is that Nancy?

Yeah.

- Hey, honey, how are ya?
- Daddy!

[chuckles]
I'm so sorry I ran away.

Oh, that okay, sweetheart.
I understand.

[sighs]
Thanks.

You know what? It's all
worked out just great.

Yeah? I thought you'd be
disappointed by not winnin'.

I was, but you know what? I just
got the best job in the world.

Eh? Doin' what?

An international model.

- How do you like that?
- International?

Nancy: I'm about to take off
in a private

corporation jet right now.

I was afraid to tell you sooner.

I didn't want you to be mad.

Hey, uh, you mean you're goin'
out of the country?

[chuckles] It's like every dream
I ever had is coming true.

What do you know about this kid?

She's here, she's goin'
and she's tickled to death.

What's her background?

She's going to be carrying
the corporate flag

I-- I don't want a kook.

You didn't want a pro either.

I could've got you
a dozen little hookers

no older than her.

You don't understand,
Mr. Danton.

My client is old-fashioned.

He still believes in...purity
and innocence.

And besides, the idea of
a 200 million dollar order

hanging on a hooker
would make me nervous.

Well, if it makes you feel
any better,

her application said
that she's an orphan.

No family to kick up any fuss

if she decides
she likes it in Arami.

[chuckles] And as for her,

I've got her so set up

she'd crawl over broken glass
to board that plane.

The president
of the Danton Agency,

Phil Danton
brought me here himself.

Phil Danton Agency?

No, I never heard of it.

[sighs]
Oh, daddy.

I don't think you've heard
about anything

past your beat
on Third and Grover.

Well... When will you be back?

The most, three days.

And you know what I'm gonna do
with my first check?

I'm gonna get you
that camping truck

you've always wanted
to go fishing in.

Ah, don't you worry about that.

You just take good care
of yourself.

Oh, oh, daddy, they're
waving at me to hurry up.

Listen, I love you.
Goodbye.

- Love you too, honey.
- Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Hey, you know what?

She got herself a job
as an international model.

- Hey!
- Yeah, the...

They're gonna fly her off
some place

on a private corporation jet.

- Right now?
- Yeah.

Hey, she's livin'
high over the hog.

[laughing]
Yeah.

[chuckles]
I guess they get big and...

Gotta live their own lives.

Times like this,
I wish more than ever

her mother was still here.

Hey, Matt, she's a nice girl.
She'll do the right thing.

Oh, yeah. Sure.

Thanks, guys.
For everything, huh.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

- McCloud
- Huh?

Something about that
telephone call bother you?

No, it's just the name
Phil Danton.

Seems to me like it popped up

in connection with another
beauty queen.

In what way?

Same as Nancy, I think.
On a job.

The girl hasn't been heard from
since. She's been missing.

As a matter of fact, it seems
to me like there was...

There's two girls missing.
Excuse me.

Now, I'm gonna
check this through.

Caucasian woman, 15 to 20.

- What are you gonna do?
- I'll track it through.

Have you ever seen one of these
things work? Come here.

It's a really fantastic,
incredible machine.

Now all I've got
are three factors, right?

- Missing women.
- Mm-hm.

Phil Danton. Beauty Contest.

Now you just
watch this baby at work.

Do everything but feed you.

[whirring]

Joe, I tell ya, I think
that the machine would like

to take the place of man
some day.

Yeah, probably,
but I hope not women.

[mumbles]

- That's it. Phil Danton.
- Mm-hm.

You call Miami Police and see if
they got anything new on him?

I wanna talk to a Mr. Heverly
in Miami.

...with the American
Beauty Pageant.

That's right.

[instrumental music]

Mr. Yates, Ramal advises me

the transaction you propose
is very attractive.

Sheikh Kimpal, my company
has worked very hard

to make it mutually beneficial.

So have many others.

[chuckles]

Your Excellency, when will we
actually close the deal?

Mr. Yates,
everything in due time.

[instrumental music]

Excuse me, please.

[instrumental music]

- How you doin'?
- Not much for $1500.

- Blink your eyes.
- What?

Go on. Blink them.

[chuckles]

Now, do you see those oil rigs
out there?

Each one of them pumps out
more than $1500.

Faster than that blink.

Hundreds of them, going around
the clock, night and day.

So don't worry
about a measly 1500.

Besides, you've,
you've made a big hit.

Especially with Ramal.

Oh! I know he's always
starin' at me.

You can't blame him.

You're a very beautiful girl.

The fact is, uh...

He's invited you over
for a drink later.

[chuckles]
Are you kidding?

Think of it
as part of your work.

Playing the goodwill hostess.

Are you gonna be coming along?

Probably. Later on.

[sighs]

Is there anything I could say
while I'm there?

You know, to help the cause.

Thanks. No.

Hey, y-- you just go and have
yourself a good time.

Ramal's car is right outside.

When do we head for home?

Our plane leaves
tomorrow afternoon.

Okay.

Thanks.

- Buh-bye.
- Buh-bye.

[clamoring]

We have been a primitive people.

We have suffered ignorance,
poverty

disease and the lack of culture.

Now, we have blessed money

to build schools,
hospital, roads,

to take our people
out of the dark ages

into all that modern life
can offer.

It is a crushing blow,
my nephew

has accepted bribes.

Therefore, I will not
rescind the order

and you are to be beheaded.

On the day of my birth.

[coughs]

Is everything alright?

Oh, fine. Just fine.

Uh, she accepted
your invitation.

Did you explain to her?

Nothing to explain.

She's your guest.

What happens is up to
the two of you.

[dramatic music]

[instrumental music]

- Hey, Matt.
- Hey, McCloud, how's it goin'?

Oh, not too bad.
Heard from Nancy yet?

No. I'm gettin' little worried.

You know, I tried to call
that Danton agency,

but I couldn't get
their phone number.

They don't have an office
in New York.

- See ya.
- Hey, hold on, McCloud. Uh...

Jay, book Diane for me, will ya?

Listen, y-- you don't think
there might be

something, uh, wrong, do you?

- What?
- Well, see...

I-- I don't like Nancy not
comin' home when she said.

And not callin'.
See now, that's not like her.

Hey, hey, she'll probably call
any day now.

Yeah. You know
what I'm gonna do?

I'm going to call that Danton
guy down in Miami right now.

- I'll let you know.
- Hey, Matt.

You're not gonna
have any luck there.

Why?

Because there is
no Danton Agency. Anywhere.

What are you talking about?
It's in Miami.

Oh, the guy is a fraud.

I came across the Danton Agency
in connection

with another missing girl.

- Missing?
- Yeah.

We ran everything we knew
through the computer.

And now it seems
that there have been

two missing girls in the last
couple of years,

each of 'em have been
a beauty contestant

and they've both been hired
later by this Danton.

Well, we called the Miami police

and Danton is an alias.
He's had a lot of 'em.

And they just haven't been
able to pin anything on him.

McCloud, can't we do something?

Well, when Nancy called,
she said she was

gettin' on a plane right away.

Well, there was only one
corporate jet out of Miami

at that time and I'm on my way
to see the pilot.

- Where? In Miami?
- No. La Guardia.

Corporate headquarters
are in New York.

- Where are you goin'?
- I'm comin' with you.

You're on duty.

You don't think that's gonna
stop me, do you?

[instrumental music]

It could've been her, I think.

You think?
Now you were the pilot.

Don't you know what happened
on your own plane?

Matt, come on. Mr. Rogers here
is just tryin' to be helpful.

Helpful? He's givin' us
double-talk.

- See you around.
- Wait a minute.

You're not going any place
till you answer my questions.

- Matt, come on.
- What you gonna do? Shoot me?

I don't need
pushing around from anyone.

Hey, look. Nobody's tryin'
to push you around.

We're just tryin' to find out
what happened to the girl.

Her name is Nancy Husticek.

Could've gone
under the name of Hustin.

If you can help us,
we'd certainly appreciate it.

Yeah. I had her name
down on the log.

She came aboard with Mr. Yates.

- Who's that?
- The VP at Chemcrafts.

[stammers]
Was she alright?

Like a kid about to visit
Santa Claus.

Probably closer to the truth
than I thought.

What's that mean?

A young beauty queen,
all that money.

She acts like a good girl,

and Santa makes
all her dreams come true.

What's that supposed to mean?

Come on, do I have to
spell it out for you?

She's young, beautiful
and blonde,

and in Arami,
money's no object.

- Listen!
- Matt!

- Matt, come on!
- You heard what he said!

Yeah, I heard that.
Now let's go. Come on out.

Sorry.

Get McCloud and Husticek
in here.

You sent for us, chief?

I wanna run down something
with the two of you?

I just received a complaint
filed against two officers

through the Pilots Association
by a Mr. Rogers.

He claims, physical assault,
verbal abuse.

- And false accusations.
- Well, chief, I--

The first one was about 50, grey
hair, thick around the middle

wearing an NYPD uniform.

- Mentioned a daughter Nancy.
- Chief, you've--

The other description is vaguer.

Had a cactus drawl,
over six feet,

wore a costume like a cowboy
right down to boots

and up to a Stetson.

What are you two
trying to become?

The Weird Couple?

Well, you heard about Danton,
we're trying

to run down another lead.

Chief, I'll tell you the truth,
I'm scared.

Nobody's heard a word from Nancy
since she left for Arami.

Matt, you know how I feel
about Nancy.

But you're not a detective,
you're a uniformed cop.

Because that's what you
preferred to be.

Now I respect that.

Now try and respect my position.

I can't let you run around
playing detective.

I don't want to. I...

I just have to run down
the last few people

that saw her and try to find out
what happened to her.

But you don't know that anything
actually has happened to her.

And more important,
you're not trained

to deal with it if it has.

That's the reason why I ought to
go along with him.

Ha! I'll wire
our consulate in Arami.

Check it out. That's all
any of us can do for now.

- We'll see.
- Matt!

I'm ordering you back
to your assigned duty.

[sneezes]

I would, chief, but I've got
this bad cold comin' on.

I'm goin' on sick leave
for a while.

- Matt!
- McCloud!

Stay.

You're right, chief.
He needs my help.

You said that, I didn't.

Now you get back
to missing persons.

That's an order.

And so help me, McCloud,

if you pull a sneeze on me,
I'll--

I feel fine.
Appreciate your concern.

Matt!

McCloud, don't you
try to stop me.

Now goin' off half-cocked,

is not gonna accomplish
anything.

I am not gonna stand by
while Nancy's in trouble.

I can understand that, Matt.

But there are proper channels.

There's qualified men.

They can do this thing
better than you can.

You're a member of a team.

You gotta work with 'em,
not against 'em.

Save your breath, McCloud.
My mind's made up.

Well, then just unmake it.

And the chief
was absolutely right.

You're not equipped
to do detective work.

- You're no experienced.
- I don't have to be.

All I wanna do is ask Yates
what he knows.

Matt, will ya listen to me?

Now you're gonna get yourself
and the department in trouble

and that's not gonna help Nancy.

Now what if everybody just
went off by themselves?

Just did whatever they wanted to
around here?

You know what it would be like?

It'd be like a modern Babel,
not a...

not a police headquarters.

McCloud, look,
I-- I know you mean well,

but I have to.

Well, McCloud.

You know, I was, uh,
I was very impressed

with what you had to say
to Matt.

You make me think I'm finally
getting through to you.

Certainly hope
he takes your advice.

Well, I certainly hope so.

At least while until I can
find out what happened to Nancy.

So, how was your last trip
to the Middle East?

Sunny and clear all the way.

[chuckles] This may come as
a surprise to you, Mr. Yates,

but after waiting 10 days
for an interview,

a weather report
doesn't exactly knock me out.

It was only routine.

Well, 200 million dollar sale

is the kind of routine my
readers find interesting.

You're really good at your job.

The transaction is top secret.

How did you crack it?

S and D.

That's snoop and deduct.

You see, Arami announced
that it was developin'

a new 200 million dollar
airline.

Then the Sheikh's
right hand man Ramal was here,

and then you went to Arami
to see the sheikh.

Donald, I was just looking over
these figures...

Oh, I'm sorry.
I-- I thought you were alone.

This is Wilhelmina Kirk
from, uh, "Viewpoint" magazine.

- Oh, how do you do?
- I know who you are, Mr. Caine.

Or should I say Mr. Chemcrafts?

[chuckles]
Thank you.

Uh, finish whatever you're doing

and then, uh, come in, will you?

- Uh, there's no hurry.
- Uh, Mr. Caine...

How do you feel about
this whopping deal

that your protege is putting
together with Arami?

She found out by herself.

Well, it's no big secret really.

We need that business,
we need it badly.

But Chemcrafts has total faith
in Donald.

I am sure that
Paris Industries Corporation

feels the same about
Pierre Dupre.

When the order is placed,
I think

that Sheikh Kimpal will finally
agree with me.

Well, then you must believe
that Mr. Ramal is on your side.

Why? You believe the sheik is
that influenced by him?

[chuckles] Oh, well, obviously
Mr. Yates hopes so.

Well, then for all our sakes,
I hope Donald is right.

You know, Darwin's law has
never been so appropriate.

The survival of the fittest.

The United States is in
an economic war for her life.

Very quotable.
Do you foresee any casualties?

What do you mean by that?

Well, it's pretty obvious
that our country

has been on shaky ground.

And so are many others.
Times are hard.

How far would you go to see
that things are cushy again?

[chuckles]
How long is piece of string?

Nice meeting you, Miss Kirk.
Please excuse me.

Thank you for the interview,
Mr. Caine.

You're welcome.

Hm. Pressure cooker time.

- Hm.
- All that ridin' on you.

[intercom buzzing]

Yes?

Woman 1: There's an officer,
Matt Husticek,

to see you, he's with the New
York Police Department.

Uh, did he say what it was
about?

Woman 1: He's looking
for a Nancy Hustin.

Thinks maybe you can help.

Okay. I am sorry.

Oh. We just started. It's-- it's
quite alright, I'll wait.

Oh, well, won't you come in,
officer?

Thanks.

- Would you like some coffee?
- Oh, yes, please. Thank you.

You, uh, you must be
one of the officers

who questioned my pilot?

Now he told us, uh, Miss Hustin

boarded that plane with you.

Then he must have told you that
she wasn't on it

when I returned the next day.

Oh, yeah, but I thought
maybe you

might be able
to tell me why, Mr. Yates.

Sightseeing.

It was apparently her first trip
away from home.

She finished her work,
got her check,

said she hated
to come so far without

getting a chance to really
look the place over.

Oh, uh, did you find Nancy,
um...

excuse me,
through the Danton Agency?

Yeah, that's right.

- How?
- How?

Well, we haven't been able
to find any trace

of a Danton Agency, Mr. Yates.
How'd you contact them?

Well, I don't take care
of that sorta thing myself.

Well, who does?

You know I don't even know.

Someone down the line.

Well, now that shouldn't be too
hard to check, should it?

Probably not.
Just a little time.

[chuckles]

Okay, Mr. Yates.
I know you're a busy man.

And the easiest thing to do
is just to brush me off,

but it's not gonna work.

I'm gonna get
to the bottom of this

with or without your help.

Officer...

Maybe I can help.

Why don't you give me
a chance to, uh,

to make a couple of calls?

See what I can find out.

Hey, I appreciate that,
Mr. Yates.

- Yeah, where can I reach you?
- Oh, I...

I'll be off duty
in a little while.

Why don't you call me at home?

5-5-5-3-1-9-5.

Yates: 5-5-5-3-1-9-5.

[telephone rings]

Yeah? Hello?

I think it might be a good idea
for us to meet.

Mr. Yates! Hey, did you
find out somethin'?

Maybe.

You want me to, uh,
come back by the plant?

No, I-- I think it should be
more private.

Private? Why?

You may decide
what I have to tell you

should be, uh,
kept confidential.

Alright, any place you say,
Mr. Yates.

Well, look, I'm on my way
home now.

Look, why don't we meet in
Riverside Park at 79th?

I'll be there.

McCloud!

- Yeah?
- I've got a message for you.

- Who is it from?
- Matt Husticek.

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

Mr. Yates!

Well, what'd you find out?

Nothing.

Nothin'?

Then what,
what's this all about?

I appreciate your sense of duty,
Mr. Husticek.

It's an admirable quality.

- So few people today--
- Come on, come on!

- Cut the bull!
- No bull.

It's the basic truth, if you
believe in this country.

Huh? What, wh-- what are you
getting at?

I'm asking you to invest
in her.

It'll pay dividends.

Wait a minute.
What are you...

Are you, are you offering me
a bribe?

You offer a bribe when you've
done something wrong.

That's not the case.

I know this girl will turn up
sooner or later.

But we're in the middle
of very delicate negotiations.

Millions of dollars and, and
thousands of jobs are at stake.

So I don't want
the slightest breath

of scandal
to touch Chemcrafts.

Well, wh-- what kind of scandal?

Look, I don't know this girl,
or what she's up to over there.

But I do know the state
of our economy.

All companies are
in a fight for their lives.

Competition is murder.

So we just can't take
the chance of losing

a major contract
because of one girl.

Or a dozen of them.
Don't you understand that?

- Yeah.
- Then you'll go along.

No.

Come on, with what's
happening in this city

and the world, what difference
does one girl make?

A lot.

What's so special about her?

She's my daughter.

[dramatic music]

[thunder rumbling]

You were assigned to a case
involving your own daughter?

No, I'm in this on my own.

You mean, your superiors
don't even know

you're investigating
this case?

Oh, don't worry,
Mr. Yates, they will.

- They will.
- Officer...

Get your hand off of me.

Can we talk? I'm sure we can
figure something out.

I already have.

Listen, if anything's happens
to Nancy...

[thudding]

[intense music]

McCloud: Hey!

[whistles]

[music continues]

- What happened?
- Matt.

Get to a telephone,
get an ambulance!

Matt!

[phone beeping]

This is Willie Kirk. J-47.
Emergency.

Send an ambulance to Riverside
Park at 79th Street.

[dialing]

Willie Kirk here.

It looks like we maybe
down the tubes.

Yates just assaulted
a police officer.

I don't know,
maybe dead.

Our only hope is
that Yates isn't identified.

Some cowboy,
probably a tourist.

Well, who else is gonna be
in a park this late at night?

Right, I'll hang in.

[siren wailing]

[indistinct chatter on radio]

How is he?

Well, the doctor said
he wouldn't know

until he get an x-ray.

How'd you get here so fast,
McCloud?

Left me a note.

[indistinct chatter on radio]

He did go ahead on his own.

Yeah, from the look of things,
he might've been right.

Are you with the press?

Yes, I'm Wilhelmina Kirk.

Uh, photo journalist
with "Viewpoint" magazine.

She got here same time I did.

Did you get a look
at the assailant?

No, I'm afraid
it was too dark.

What are you doing here?

I'm doing a story
on the park at night.

How many nights
have you been here?

This was my first.

You're lucky,
it wasn't your last.

Now do you know that
place is a jungle?

You know that's, um...

quite a coincidence that you

you're out here to do a story
and you...

you run right smack dab
into one right off.

Coincidence is
a reporter's life blood.

You learn to depend on it.

Maybe.

What do you think, I'm lying?

Well, either that or you're not
very good at your job.

Why not?

Well, if you came out
here to get a story in a park,

you wouldn't be wearing
high heel shoes.

Kinda tough
walkin' around in the grass.

You'd have on slacks or a looser
skirts so you can move around.

I could go on, but I gotta
get over to hospital.

Let's go.

Wait, why are you
taking me along?

'Cause I wanna find out
what you're really doing here.

Well, then you do think
I'm lying.

No, no, I just know that you
ain't telling the truth.

McCloud: Matt.

Don't you think you're
little bit old

to be playing on swings?

Oh, is that what he hit me with?

Any idea who it was?

Yeah, Mr. Donald Yates.

Who's he?

He's the Vice President
at Chemcrafts Corporation.

Are you sure he's the one
that hit you?

Yeah, he set up the meeting
with me in the park.

Hey, hey,
you were in Yates' office.

Yes, I was doing
a story there, too.

Well, then you knew
it was Yates all along.

What were you doing? Just trying
to hold back information?

So you could get some
kind of exclusive?

Marshal, I don't like the way
you put things.

Let's see if you like
the way I put things.

Withholding evidence
in a felony, is a felony.

You don't understand,
this is a confidential matter.

Miss Kirk,
we're police officers.

Have you read the congressional
sub-committee's report

on city police corruption?

Are you callin' us corrupt?

Well, you called me a liar
with as little proof.

Turns out you were.

Well, the count isn't in
on you yet either.

Miss Kirk...

Miss, or Wilhelmina,
or Willie or just plain Kirk,

if you don't mind,
Chief Clifford.

Kirk, I'm taking you in.

You can tell your confidential
information to a judge.

McCloud, get Broadhurst
and bring in Yates.

Hold it, you can't do that.

There's more at stake here
than just Donald Yates.

Like what?

As far as Yates
and Chemcrafts Corporation go,

I'm on assignment
to do a story on Yates,

the new-breed executive.

But what I'm really into

is a story on big
business corruption

in international
dealings.

Yates may be deeply
involved in it

along with a small enclave
in the Middle East.

Now when
Mr. Husticek showed up

and started asking questions
about the missing girl...

Matt: Well, she's my daughter.

I know that.

Don't you see?

If word gets out
that Yates tried to kill Matt

because of Nancy,
then whoever is in it

with Yates is gonna begin
covering up his tracks.

I'm on my way
to Arami tomorrow.

It would ruin any chance
I have of finding her.

But Yates is bound to know that

Matt'll tell who slugged him.

No, not if he's dead.

Dead?

Exactly.

We make him think that

at least until I have
a chance to find out

what really happened.

No way! I ain't letting Nancy

be the bait in anybody's trap.

I say, bring in Yates,
sweat the truth out of him.

Matt, what she saying
makes some sense.

The only problem is
she doesn't go far enough

she needs some help.

No, McCloud!

No, what? I haven't said
anything yet.

Oh, yes, you have
and the answer is a flat no.

You're not going to Arami.

Chief Clifford,
you couldn't be righter.

Chief, it's the only chance
that Nancy's got.

Now, she's going over there
to do an undercover story

on corruption.

Well, what if something big
happens there?

What happens to Nancy if she
gets lost in the shuffle?

I've gotta go over there.
What other choice do we have?

Plenty of them.

No, there ain't, chief.

If I'm gonna play dead,

I gotta make sure that
everything possible

is done to find Nancy.

I've told you, Matt,

I've already made out inquiries
of our consul in Arami.

Yeah, but where are the answers?

Matt has a right to be worried.
Believe me.

According to the computer,
Nancy's the third

beauty queen that's missing.

Now this Danton, whoever he is,
he was involved every time.

Matt, listen to me,

I couldn't send McCloud to Arami
even if I wanted to.

I don't have a penny
in the budget

and there's no place
I can get it.

Matt: Then I don't play dead.

- Bring in Yates.
- Right.

That's the way we do it.

Hold it.

My magazine will put up
the money for the ticket.

It will?

Yes, I'll, uh,
I'll make up some story

of why I need you there.

[instrumental music]

Anyone here to see me?

No, sir. Uh, Mr. Palmer
called to verify lunch.

Tell him I can't.

Cancel all of my appointments
for this morning.

Man on TV: And so inflation
has done it again.

Raised prices has lowered hopes

for a speedy economic recovery.

On the local front,
a police officer

with 19-years' service
in the New York

Police Department
has just died

at Bellevue Receiving Hospital.

Officer Matthew Husticek

never regained consciousness

after being found
in Riverside Park.

There is no clue
as to his assailant.

A department spokesmen
stated that

that Officer Husticek...

[instrumental music]

[sighs]

Nancy, you can't make it.

I have to try, Margo.

I just have to.

But nobody's ever made it.

You'll probably make it
by the inside guard

he's always sleeping,
but you'll never make it

by the outside guard.

There is no way
I'm staying here.

Wish me luck.

[intense music]

[music continues]

[speaks in foreign language]

- Stupid girl.
- Toto!

Well, that was a very foolish
thing to do.

Trying to run away like that.

Please sit down.

Now, what did you hope
to gain by that?

Freedom.

[chuckles]
It's a Western illusion.

There is no such thing.

Birds need trees,
fish need water.

Everyone is dependent
on something.

Look, all I want is to go home.

But this is your home.

You have everything
you need here.

Jewels, clothes, servants,
your very slightest whim.

What did you tell Mr. Yates?

About what?

My not catching the plane.

Nothing.
We never discussed it.

I don't believe you.

He wouldn't stand still
if he knew I was kidnapped.

He's a good man,
I know he is.

Of course he is.

But like so many
of your culture,

he has a moral blind spot.

What you refuses to face,
he just does not believe.

But he knew I was here!

He knew you were
on your way here.

I'm sure he has not thought
about it since.

Now, I'll be occupied
for the next few days,

when I return,
I'm hoping you'll be

willing, docile, and loving.

I wouldn't be that hypnotized
with a gun at my head.

Another young lady once
voiced similar sentiments.

I am afraid
I lost my patience with her.

She is now
at the Star and Arrow.

[intense music]

Maybe you'll let me in
on your little secret.

Willie: What's that?

How'd you wangled
the ticket for me?

Well, I told you,
from the magazine.

They always pay by cash,
do they?

What do you mean?

When I went down to pick up
the ticket, it said,

"Paid in cash."

Now, you'd think a big
company like that

would pay by, by a credit card
or a check,

you know, something
so that they'd have a record

for their,
their tax purposes.

Look, McCloud, you're here.
That's all that's important.

What difference does it make
how the ticket was bought?

No difference.
Not at all.

I just want to know
who to thank, that's all.

Hey, get a load of this.

Sheikh's nephew's
caught takin' graft.

Misuse of government funds.

Well, it certainly sounds like
it's in the family, doesn't it?

Well, not for long, it isn't.

The sheikh's
ordered him beheaded.

Wow! I mean, he-- he doesn't
mess around, does he?

Does show some
kind of character though,

he doesn't take his
responsibility lightly.

You know, maybe if I can get in
contact with the sheikh

I think maybe this-- this
whole thing with Nancy

would clear up real fast.

Uh... look, granted that the
sheikh might be true blue,

uh, I happen to know that

he's a very difficult man
to talk to.

And if he should get
his back up,

well, that's the ball game.

I think that we better play it
a little bit cooler.

I'll, um, I'll work
the end around,

from the sheikh's side,
and-- and you test the center

of the line
to the local authorities.

Do we always huddle
before you call the play?

[chuckles]

[instrumental music]

I'm staying at Ramal's palace.

I booked you into a hotel.

I'll do everything I can to see
that the magazine

pays them by check,
just so your sensibilities

won't be shocked.

Appreciate it.

[music continues]

[indistinct chatter]

[speaking in foreign language]

[instrumental music]

Come in, come in.

Good morning.
My name is--

Marshal Sam McCloud, originally
from Taos, New Mexico,

on special assignment from the
New York Police Department.

Correct?

- Not quite.
- Uh...

Taos. House with a T.

Taos?

- Sorry.
- There you go.

It's beautiful country.
Sit down.

Thank you, thank you.

You must have been expectin' me.

Well, I go over all visas.

Now, what can
I do for you, marshal?

I'm lookin' for a girl.
Nancy Hustin.

- Her legal name is--
- Husticek.

Born in New York City,
April 29, 1958.

Semi-finalist in a
Miami beauty contest,

arrived in Arami on a job
for Chemcrafts Corporation.

- And then what?
- Sir?

Where's she been
the past week?

Uh, well, I really don't know.

Your, uh,
your superior

wired me inquiring
about this girl.

I haven't been able to tell him
anything either.

I don't know how
to impress this upon you,

but I have strong reason
to believe that

the girl's in big trouble.

Her folks haven't heard from her
since she came over here.

Well, Arami is small,
but, uh...

Well, there are so many
possibilities.

Uh-huh.

I will, uh,
I will definitely, uh,

make some more inquiries, and,
uh, see what I can find out.

Well, I certainly
appreciate that.

But I can't just sit around

waiting for the results
of your inquiries to come in.

Have any idea where
I might look for her myself?

Well, no, no. I don't see
why that would be necessary.

Well, the more people you got
beatin' the bushes

for the stray, the better chance
you got of bringin' it in.

Yes.

Well, uh...

you know there is
an emergency border clinic.

It's remote. No phones.

And a jail, I suppose...

And, uh...

Yes...

The consulate car is at your
disposal, of course.

Our driver knows the area,
speaks the language fluently.

Appreciate it.

Goodluck.

[intense music]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[paper crumples]

Get me back to the consulate!
Let's go, right now.

I'm pleased you find Arami
so exciting.

I think the sheikh is doing
a marvelous job.

You can't go a block without
seeing a new school or road

or something that's been
built for the people.

He is leading us to a new
enlightenment.

The way oil prices are zooming,
perhaps, he'll decide

to buy the whole city of
New York and bring it over.

Oh, please, we have enough
problems to solve as it is.

When am I going to get to see
the women's quarters?

Well, I've already explained,
custom forbids it,

unless...

What? I'll do anything
to see them.

Anything?

[chuckles]
Now, wait a minute.

I only want to visit,
not live there.

Oh, that's a shame.

[phone ringing]

Well, maybe you'll
change your mind...

[chuckles]
Yes, well...

Well, maybe...

Excuse me.

[phone ringing]

Willie Kirk here.

This is Mr. Jessup.

Your, uh, cowboy was here
for a while.

What happened?

As you predicted,
he was terribly persistent,

but, uh, I followed your
instructions.

Good work.

Jessup: Thank you.
But, uh, in all honesty

I would say that your fears
about McCloud are unfounded.

He is definitely handleable.

[thudding]

I'll call back.

Marshal!

You mean, sucker, don't you?

What do you mean?

Well, you've had me
twiddlin' my thumbs

every way but Sunday.

Oh, you didn't find
the young lady, I take it?

Uh, you take it right.

You knew
I wouldn't all the time.

[chuckles]

Stay.

Now...

as a sworn representative
of our State Department,

I know that you mean well...

Yes.

You're tryin' to do
the best job as you can...

Yes.

It's not your fault if every
once in a while you get stuck

with somethin' that's
kind of unpleasant...

Yes.

You get orders,
you gotta follow them.

- Yes.
- Even if it means lyin'.

- Yes. No, no, no.
- Ah.

Now we want to keep this
conversation nice

and friendly, don't we?

Yes.

Well, then I suggest you
hang in there with them yeses.

Uh, yes. Yes.

Now...

I know that you'll
be glad to know

that I'm not going
to ask you who made you send me

on that wild goose chase, right?

Right. I mean..

Yes.

But I am gonna ask you
a couple of questions

and I want an answer,
straight and true.

Number one.

Where is Nancy Husticek?

That's confidential.

[clattering]

Now, where is she?

I-- I don't know.
Honest, believe me.

I'm-- I'm doing everything
I can to find her.

Honest.

You convince me of that.

It's just that,
we have to go slowly.

It's a funny place.

We're the ones
that are out of step.

Now you're one of the bunch
back in New York,

so you might not understand.

Oh, I understand.
I understand.

Now I'm gonna ask you a couple
of other questions.

Where is Margo Dale?

And Eunice Selby?

Now please, marshal,
I-- I want to cooperate...

Then do it!

Please understand, there are
State Department rules.

I must obey them.

And there comes a time when
a man has gotta act according

to his conscience.

And the rules be damned.

Oh, you're putting me
in a terrible position.

That's not important.

Those girls' lives are.

Now, where's Margo Dale?

Margo Dale is a guest
of Mr. Ramal's.

For a whole year?

She is living in the palace's
women's quarters...

with his other women.

What about Eunice Selby?

That's a sadder story...

Margo, what can I do?

What I did.

Whatever Ramal wants.

[scoffs]

What's the Star and Arrow?

Why?

I mean, well, you heard him.

I mean, Ramal pretty
much said either I...

come across
or that's where I go.

Like Eunice Selby.

She was Miss Decatur County,
just a few years ago.

It's the local hooker joint.

And business is booming,

I think they're getting
about at a trevy per loving now.

Trevy?

On the international
monetary exchange,

I think it's about a quarter.

And when they go in

they get branded here.

McCloud: I'm looking for an
American girl, her names is...

Margo Dale.

I understand
from the American Consulate

she's a guest of yours.

That's right.

Do you mind if I talk to her?

I'm sorry.
That is not possible.

When will she be in?

She is in now.

But does not wish
to be disturbed.

Well, this will just take
a minute, it's very important.

Mr. McCloud, you are in Rome,
so to speak.

You must adjust to our customs.

Now no one is allowed
in the women's quarters.

For any reason.
Now is that all?

Well, maybe you know
another American girl.

- Nancy Husticek?
- No.

You might know her
by the name of Nancy Hustin.

Not by that name, either.

Eunice Selby?

I am not a missing persons
bureau.

I never said they were missing.

Mr. McCloud,
you are becoming a nuisance.

Mr. Ramal, a nuisance
is gonna be welcome relief

before I finish.

Because I'm gonna get to the
bottom of Nancy's disappearance

if I have to take Arami apart
straw by straw.

That still has nothing
to do with me.

I hope not.

[instrumental music]

I've been with Ramal
all the time.

Caine: Good, then you probably
haven't noticed what

Paris Industries did on the
French stock market yesterday.

No, sir, I haven't.

Up six points.

On a rumor of a large
Middle East sale.

And on those same rumors,

Chemcrafts is down
another three points.

Well, you know what they say
about rumors, sir.

Ramal as much as
promised me the order.

From the promise
to the signature

can be a long trip, Donald.

It's only a formality
to get the sheikh's okay.

You don't have to worry, sir.

I appreciate your confidence.

But you can understand
why I'm not sanguine.

I formed this company
many years ago, Donald,

and the prospect of losing it
to dissident stockholders

is not a pleasant one.

I've done everything I can, sir.
There are limits.

Well, there shouldn't be.
Everything is on the line.

Close the deal, Donald.

Good news?

Not good or bad. Mr. Caine.

Con extrenus frigidus.

Italian?

Latin, with a cool exterior.

Mr. Yates, men like us receive

the same training as gamblers.

Never show an emotion.

We are gamblers.

Only the stakes are higher

and the game isn't played
in a casino.

True. But, frankly, I was
a bit unnerved a moment ago.

By the cowboy?

Mr. Yates, you did not
cover yourself

the way you led me to believe.

What did he want?

Nancy, Margo and Eunice.

Now, how could he trace
them to me?

No, he-- he couldn't have.

Now, wait,
I know... Margo.

He found out she was here

and he thought you might
lead him to the others.

- That's all.
- It could be enough.

What do you mean?

Mr. Yates, corruption is
a malevolent vice.

Once the slightest suggestion
of it escapes,

the stench of it continues
until it is completely exposed.

Mr. Yates, we are vulnerable.

[instrumental music]

[grunting]

I am Toto.

I am your contact.

- I thought you would scream.
- Me?

Scream? Were you able
to get into Ramal's office?

There is no point.

I cannot judge
the contract to know

if bribery
or a pay-off took place.

Is there any way of my getting
into the office?

Yes. The crucial file is marked
"Operations."

I have found a guard
who is as devoted

to our great sheikh as I am.

Ramal's office will be unguarded
at 1 o'clock.

How long will I have?

Until 1:30.

[phone ringing]

Hello.

McCloud: Willie.

McCloud.

Willie: How are you doing,
McCloud?

I think I'm closing in on Nancy.

Great.
Where is she?

I'm not quite sure,
but I do know

where the other two missin'
girls are.

One of them oughta be able
to put me on her trail.

Terrific.
Where are they?

Well, Margo's at Ramal's...
in the women's quarters.

Well, that's rough.

- Not as rough as Eunice.
Willie: Where is she?

- She's in a bordello.
- What?

Look, I figured that if...

[gunshots]

McCloud...

[grunting]

Hold it.

[gunshots]

McCloud, what-- what were
those gunshots?

[intense music]

[blowing whistle]

I can explain this.

McCloud: Hey!

- [whistling] Hey, guard!
- Quite.

Quite? I'll yell until the
sheikh himself hears me...

You understand English?

I wish you did and had done
what I told you, McCloud.

Alright, go ahead,
let's get him out of here.

- Come on, let's go.
- Where to?

To the American Consulate.
You'll be safe there.

Well, I don't think so.

They wouldn't dare to touch you
at the consulate.

That's not what I mean.

I'm stayin' here.

You're right.
The man is crazy.

Maybe.

It may be the fastest way
of talking to the sheikh

and finding Nancy.

I'm stayin' in jail.

This isn't jail, it's your tomb.

Ramal isn't gonna
let you talk to anyone.

He's already tried
to have you killed.

Do you think he's gonna
stop now?

You're a sitting duck here.

Toto even had a difficult time
bribing the guard.

So, let's not be
stubborn, McCloud.

Look, McCloud,
you know me well enough by now.

If it weren't a question
of life or death,

do you think I'd stick my neck
out or leave you here

to rot until I finish
what I had to do?

[sighs]

McCloud: We are here,
what do we do now?

Punt.

I think it's just
right out of place.

Believe me, McCloud,
the game's about over.

Unless you get out
of the country.

That's just exactly
what I intend to do

as soon as I get Nancy.

You don't seem to understand
the situation.

Ramal will kill
you if you're caught.

The police will.
The sheikh will.

Everyone's against you.

You're out on a limb
by yourself.

You can't begin
to know what that means.

Now, are you gonna cooperate?

That it?

- See you later.
- Jessup!

McCloud.

Willie: You're like a cactus,
McCloud.

Too many thorns are sticking us.

Cactus can save a man's life
if you know how to use it.

Believe me,
I know that you mean well.

It's just that there
can only be one quarterback

calling the place.

Call Chern
over at the NATO base.

Give me the gun.

Ask him to, uh, send over
a couple of soldiers

to escort Marshal McCloud
to the plane.

And have it ready
for an immediate take off

back to the States.

It sounds like you carry
a little bit of weight.

A 114 pounds sopping wet.

Where do you work for?
The State Department?

CIA? Foreign Legion? What?

State Department.
Special section.

Hmm.

You know, I thought
our government was

for and by the people,
not the corporations.

Willie: Corporations are people.
McCloud: Yeah, that's right.

But just how far will
they go to make a sale,

that's the point.

Look what it did to Yates,

he resorted to bribery,
kidnapped an innocent girl,

tried to kill a man.

Now, if our government is gonna
back a company like that,

it just as corrupt
as the company, no different.

Willie: Don't you see?
Of course...

we must nail men like Yates,

but at the same time
our national economy

must be protected.

So must our national fiber!

That's taken quite a beating
in the last few years.

And I'm not gonna stand by
and watch Nancy

become a pawn in some kind
of a power play.

And I don't think you're willing
to kill me

for any corporation or company.

You are crazy to go out there.
You haven't a chance.

Neither does Nancy, if I don't.

[instrumental music]

Get me Washington.

Clifford: Uh, it certainly
is embarrassing

to the department...

Now don't you worry,
I'll get on it right away.

No, sir, I sent him over there.

I didn't exactly send him,
I, uh...

I let him go.

Yes, sir.

Betty, get me
the American Consulate

in Arami,
top priority.

[thuds]

[clamoring]

Anybody here speak English?

- Hinklish...
- English.

English, I talk English.

I'm lookin' for a girl...

A girl. Ah...

[instrumental music]

Trevy, trevy. Trevy.

Yeah, yeah, this do?

Do. Do.

[music continues]

I gotta tell you, I'm...

I'm looking for a special girl.

- Special girl.
- American.

[music continues]

[women laughing]

Special girl.

English.

There ya go.

You only have 15 minutes.

Hold it.

I'm Marshal Sam McCloud.

From New York
Police Department.

You're Eunice Selby, aren't you?

From Decatur, Iowa.

Came in second in 1974.

Look, you got a trevy,
I'm yours.

If you don't, get out
and leave me alone.

I understand.

I'll pay you.

Except I've only got 15 minutes

you're gonna have to forgive me,

if I'm just a little bit blunt.

I know the reason that
you're here is only

because that you didn't
cooperate with Ramal, right?

Huh? Well, there's a young lady,
very close to me

that's in the exact same spot
right now.

What's that got to do with me?

Well, I need your help.
I've gotta get her out of there.

But I'm just a little bit
hamstrung

because I don't know my way
into the women's quarters.

But you must.

You do, don't you?

It won't do you any good.

You've gotta to a woman
to sneak in there.

Right.

And I'd have to be there
to show you.

That's why I need your help.

I can't.

Don't you think I've
tried to get out of here?

I've tried eight times and each
time has been worse for me.

This time,
you're gonna make it.

- No, I won't.
- Why?

Because I'm not gonna try.

Why?

Don't you see?

It's too late for me.

I can't go back.
Not now.

- Not like this, I can't.
- You can!

All we have to is pick up Nancy

we got a NATO airplane
waiting for us,

when you're on that plane,
we're home free.

There' no customs,
no, no checkpoints, nothing.

You're home free.

Do you know what's happened
to me here?

- I'm worthless.
- You're not worthless.

You're the same person inside
that you always were.

You're the same.

Look at me.

That's nothing.

It can come off just like that.

And then the past is dead.
It's over.

Just as soon as
you make up your mind

to it that it's over.

- You understand?
- You really think so?

When you get back to America
people are going accept you

just the way you
accept yourself.

You.. You think I can make it?

It's the only shot you got.

Shoot.

Attagirl.

[intense music]

[speaking in foreign language]

- Uh..
- [speaking in foreign language]

Excuse me, dear.

McCloud, watch out!

[screaming]

Eunice, get out of here.

- Go on, fast.
- No, I can't.

[grunting]

Butu!

[clatters]

Let's go, Eunice.
Come on, let's go.

[speaking in foreign language]

Chief Clifford?

Your, uh, friend
called my commissioner.

My commissioner called me.

Have you any idea
where McCloud went?

Last I saw him, he was on
his way to a bordello.

Bordello? McCloud?

No, he doesn't even smoke.

I guess he liked the pickings.

Broke up the joint when
they tried to stop him

from taking off
with one of the girls.

Well, he must have had
a good reason to do that.

And to kill a man.

It won't make any difference

if Ramal finds him before we do.

Who's we?

I have some NATO soldiers
looking for him.

Now listen, Kirk,
if you find him,

club him into unconsciousness,
when he comes to

tell him to stop doing
whatever he's doing

till I get there.

What?
You can't come here.

Clifford: Why not?
- One's enough.

Listen, Kirk,
he's my responsibility.

I'm the one that let him go.

Betty, get me
the fastest flight to Arami.

Air Force if you have to.

Betty: Oh, so you're going
to join McCloud?

Join him? No.
Take him apart.

You are certain?

He bribed the jail guard
and the man at your office.

I changed the guards
to test him.

That is the new man.

But Toto is your enemy!

It is always good to know
who one's enemies are.

And friends. With time,
I will know all of them.

Are my men still watching
Aron and Polos?

Every traitorous move.

I want you to arrest them.

Take them to my base.
Keep them alive.

No one should know
but my house guards.

What about Toto?

I have other plans for him.

What's Dupre doing
with the Sheik?

Like you, the best he can.

Ramal, when's the close?

Close?

The deal.
When do we sign?

Perhaps we should coordinate it
with the capture

of Marshal McCloud.

Capture? What do you mean?

McCloud has found Eunice Selby.

He has successfully gotten
her out of the bordello.

- But why?
- Does it matter?

We're both implicated.

What are we going to do?

Throw in a catalyst.

Change the look, smell,
feel of things...

Perhaps by distraction
we can save our skins.

Kimpal: So you see, my dear,
there is no doubt

that in this country
it is still a man's world.

Maybe, but you know we have made
some progress in the cities.

That's very good for...

Yes, I know.
I know for a woman.

I see Mr. Yates. Would you
excuse me, Your Excellency?

By all means.

Willie: Mr. Yates?

Nice to see you again.

I'll bet this is the first time
a story followed the reporter.

Are you kidding? I knew you'd
come to cement the deal.

Especially with
MonsieurDupre here.

You think there's a problem?

Uh, I'd like to ask you
a question.

Is it possible that Dupre
is bribing Ramal?

Probably.

What an edge.
Not exactly fair, is it?

Compared to what?

Anything goes.

Getting the order,
that's the God.

Yes, but then
where does it stop?

If Dupre bribes,
then you must bribe...

Hey. Hold it. Hold it.

I didn't say we bribed.
It's against the law.

All of the arrangements for
Your Highness' birthday party

have been made.
It should be an occasion

worthy of such a glorious day.

It would be a happier time
if my nephew's crime

did not weigh
so heavily upon me.

Perhaps Your Highness
should reconsider

the severity of the sentence--

Never! I cannot play favorites.

I shall mete out the same
sentence to all the others.

I was not aware Your Highness
knew of any others.

You've heard of them, too?

I did not wish to concern
Your Highness

until I could be sure. Until
I could check out the rumors.

I don't know what
Your Highness has heard,

but if it's true,
we must brace ourselves

to smash the conspiracy
before it gets to its feet.

Conspiracy?

I heard only of
bribes and corruption.

They are tentacles of the
same body, Your Highness.

Rumors of this kind provide
a rallying point to inflame

the small number of
dissidents in Arami.

Do you know
who these people are?

I know of Aron and Polos.

Oh, they're guerillas.
Not leaders.

But enemies, Your Highness.

The true leadership comes
from an outside element.

Outside? Foreigners?

I'm afraid so, Your Highness.

When do you think
you can apprehend them?

I'm hoping to make
Your Highness' birthday

a truly memorable one.

- Willie.
- What are you doing here?

This is Eunice Selby.

Why did you bring her here for?

Because she knows a way
into the women's quarters.

And I need you to help her
to get Nancy out.

I can't, I've got to be
in Ramal's office

in exactly five minutes.

What for?

To get the proof of his
corruption.

Well, I can do that for you.

You wouldn't know
what to look for.

I'll know after you tell me.

It's impossible!

Willie, this is my last chance.

I can get Eunice,
I can get Margo,

I can get Nancy out of here,
I can be on that plane

and out of your hair
if you'll just cooperate!

[intense music]

[sighs] I guess we're
in trouble, huh?

Fortunately, you won't have long
to live with it.

Terrific.

Ramal: Mr. McCloud.

Will you join us, please?

Toto was kind enough to tell us
all about the intrigue

before he died.

What about us?

Well, now working for
the State Department,

you must realize you're
like any other soldier,

when caught behind enemy lines,
you're executed.

[footsteps approaching]

Ramal, what the
hell's going on?

It is with great satisfaction
to know that I have rounded up

all the leaders of
the conspiracy

against our great sheik.

Conspiracy?
Are you crazy?

Crazy? I have proof.

Miss Kirk, working as
an undercover agent

for the State Department.

Marshal McCloud,
a police officer sent

from a similar desert in America
to help any escape...

Mr. Yates, a corporate
executive,

trying to force unwanted orders
on a reluctant sheik...

but worse, using an innocent
girl paying her $1500.

Oh, such corporate corruption!

You got about as much
chance sellin' that story

in America as got of
sellin' sand around here.

Oh, really?
Let me ask you.

With all the the incredible
disclosures that have been

taking place in your country,
is there anything

that cannot be believed?

Well, I'll be
seeing you all later.

Unfortunately, none of you
will be in any shape to see me.

[dramatic music]

[speaking in foreign language]

[speaking in foreign language]

Are you Peter B. Clifford of the
New York City Police Department?

- Well, that's right.
- You're under arrest.

For what?

High treason against
Sheik Kimpal.

I don't even know him.

Oh, no you don't.

[instrumental music]

Chief!

- What are you doing here?
- Peter.

Oh, Peter,
I'm so glad to see you.

Oh, Nancy

I mean, not here, but...
Oh.

Are you, uh, are you alright?

I'm fine.
Nothing happened.

I mean with Ramal.

Matt's sure gonna be glad
to see you.

Chief, what are you doing here?

Huh?

What the hell is going on here,
McCloud?

Mm, it's not good.

We're kinda in-between
a rock and a hard place.

[instrumental music]

Ramal.

- We are ready.
- You have them all?

All of them.

Keep them alive till tomorrow.

It must look as if they were
killed in action.

Bring them through the main gate
at exactly 2:00.

You are a great patriot, Ramal.

And your services to the sheik
will not go unnoticed.

[instrumental music]

How's it look?

Well, right now
I only see two guards.

Looks like the best chance
we've had.

Let's take it.

I'm gonna level with you.

What we're gonna do
is a bit risky,

but we got no choice.

We're gonna try
and make a break for it.

Chief Clifford and me
will take the guards.

Now, there's gonna be
some shootin'.

Yates, when you see your opening

you can help with the women.

Run for the half-track,
stay low,

get in the half-track,
and keep low.

Now if we're lucky
might just make it.

Okay?

[instrumental music]

[dramatic music]

[gunshots]

Let's go!

Stay low! Move!

Go to the truck!

[gunshots]

Fast! Move!

[gunshots]

[grunting]

[speaking in foreign language]

[instrumental music]

[engine sputtering]

What's that, McCloud?

Looks like we're out of gas.

Let me check it.

What is it?

They shot the tank
full of holes.

We sure picked a pretty place
to run out of gas.

Look!

[instrumental music]

Hey! [whistles]

- Hey!
- You got any money?

Money? Why?

I wanna do
a little horse tradin'.

You got anything of value?

Money, rings, bracelets,
anythin' you got, give it to me.

- I'm gonna go with you.
- What for?

I know some of the language.

Thank you.

[instrumental music]

[speaking in foreign language]

[instrumental music]

- Why only three?
- It's all we could get.

This one's for you, chief.

Qashim.

[instrumental music]

The three of us
will go to Arami.

Yates, I've arranged
for you and the girls

to go with the caravan
to Dvoyra.

- Is it safe?
- They're merchants.

That isn't what I meant.

[instrumental music]

[whistles]
Hyah! Hyah!

McCloud, Peter, I...

I haven't got time
for long goodbyes!

Hyah!

[instrumental music]

[speaking in foreign language]

[instrumental music]

Hyah!

My friends.

My friends, may I have
your attention please?

We are all gathered here

for a yearly homage
to our master,

the great Sheik Kimpal.

[applauding]

Another year of joy
has blessed our land

with the presence
our great sheik.

[instrumental music]

[whistles]
Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!

Ramal: We are all pleased
with your presence

on this great occasion,

and so it is with great honor

I wish to make...

[speaking in foreign language]

My friends...

I have just received a message

that will greatly disturb us,

but still greatly cheer us.

A guerilla uprising against
our great sheik

has been suppressed.

[indistinct chatter]

Two guerillas, known as Aron
and Polos are being captured,

also the true leaders
of the rebellion.

Oh, my great sheik.

My people, how long
will small nations of the world

like ours have to put up
with the whims

and the corruption
of the so-called

great nations of our world?

How long must we suffer
at the hands of imperialists

who think all small nations
are their market- place?

[instrumental music]

With the guerillas we have
captured three American agents.

and three American spies.

You are sure?

This message is from my most
trusted man, Your Highness.

He extracted confessions
from all of them.

They admit to fermenting
the rebellion,

they admit to spreading lies
and rumors among us,

and they admit to subterfuge to
gain their own mercenary ends.

Which Americans?

Ramal: They are an American
named Sam McCloud,

a policeman from the city
of New York a Peter B. Clifford,

and a US spy by the name of
Wilhelmina Kirk.

[speaking in foreign language]

Excuse me, ma'am.

[grunts]

[dramatic music]

I would like to
speak to them.

I'm sorry, Your Highness,
that's not possible.

[grunting]

In a bid for freedom
they were killed

so as not to damage
more of our own men.

Killed? All of them?

[dramatic music]

But we have what we need to
prove to the world

what has gone on here today.

The bodies are
on the way here now.

[dramatic music]

[grunting]

I wish that one of them were
alive to tell us...

Come on.

[instrumental music]

...to tell their own people...

[speaking in foreign language]

Kimpal: But these are the people
you said were dead, Ramal.

[speaking in foreign language]

[panting]

Kimpal: Are you Sam McCloud?

There you go.

[instrumental music]

And she's now safely back home.

Ask what plan she had
in the near future?

He only reply was,
"Forget what happened."

Ah, excuse me, chief, I hope you
don't mind if I use your sets.

- We're on TV. Yes.
- Huh?

Donald Yates who was arraigned,

has made a deal to turn
state's evidence.

No date for the hearing
has been set.

Chief, the commissioner
called twice.

Said it was important.

I'll, uh..
Thanks.

I'll get back in a second.

...on big business corruption.

Much of it based upon
information

obtained from a
special government agent.

Hey, Willie did her job.

- Well, so did you, McCloud.
- Well...

...that an impressive
row of witnesses

will take the stand during
the course of the hearing.

And as a happy ending
to the bizarre incident,

Marshal Sam McCloud,
on special assignment

to the New York
Police Department

from Taos, New Mexico,

has a new special assignment.

The Police Commissioner has
agreed to Sheik Kimpal's request

and the marshal will spend
two weeks in Arami

to give special training to
the Sheik's police force there.

With him on this
special assignment will be...

Oh, back to Arami.

Yeah.

Betty,
get me the commissioner.

- Two weeks.
- Well...

Well, you know how these things
stretch out sometimes.

It could be, uh, three four,
who knows?

Oh, yeah.

Now, uh, I don't wanna

pressure you, McCloud,
but, uh, when do you leave?

Wha...

You mean...

You mean, you don't know?

I think that's why
the commissioner

was trying to reach you, chief.

What are you talking about?

Well, like the announcer started
to say there.

The sheik requested both of us.

And the commissioner, uh,

in a goodwill gesture
okayed it.

You didn't know?

You and me alone, together...

two weeks in Arami?

Well, yeah or three or four,

like you said, you know?

All depends.

[chuckles]

[instrumental music]