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Once upon a time,

there were three
little girls who went
to the police academy--

two in Los Ange/es,

the other in San Francisco--

and they were each assigned
very hazardous duties.

[Buzzing]

But I took them away
from all that,
and now they work for me.

My name is Charlie.

Well,
here we are.

Right down to the 18th hole
here at the Cyprus Pines
Women's Invitational.

And Linda Frye, the new young
professional on the tour...

is holding on to a one-stroke
lead over the defending
champion, Donna Dawson.

I think we're ready to go.

Linda’s about 150 feet
from the pin.

Beautiful shot.
Beautiful shot.

About four feet away
from the pin.

Now it’s time for Danna Dawson
to take her shot.

Another terrific shot.

it’s just as we anticrpated
ladies and gentlemen.

The winner of this round won't
be decided until
the final putt.

[Chattering]

All right. Donna is now
lining up the ball.

She can read the green
like nobody in the business.

All right.
Here we go.

- [Crowd Groans]
- Ooh, by inches.

[Applause ]

It's Linda's turn now.

There’s a lot of pressure
on the youngster.

If she makes this putt,
she goes into the clubhouse
one stroke ahead.

Here we go.

There she goes.

Here she is.
[Applause ]

She's done it!
She's done it.

linda takes a one-stroke lead
over the defending champion,
Donna Dawson.

Linda! Linda,
can we talk to you
fora moment please?

Congratulations
on a terrific second round.

Thank you very much.
Do you think you're gonna be
able to maintain that pace...

throughout the rest
of the tournament?
Uh, I don't know.

| just hope
to do my best.
Good luck to you.

Thank you.
Terrific gal.

Linda? Linda!

Hi.
Kris?

[Laughs]
How are ya?
[Gasps]

Why didn't you
tell me you were here?

Well, I didn't want
to disrupt your game.
Besides, do I look blue?

I've been holding my breath
for the last three holes.

You're so fabulous.
Thank you.

How Iong's it been?
Uh, four years.

Four years.
Acapulco!

Acapulco!
Now, that was a vacation.
[ Laughs ]

Oh.
Oh, sure.

Well--
[Giggles]

Do you mind if we leave?
No. As a matter of fact,
I have my cart right here.

Come on. I'll drive.

Yeah,
that's great putting!

[ Linda]
And every year
we exchange Christmas cards...

and promise to get together,
but somehow it just
never happens.

[Kris]
You've been so busy. Every
time! pick up the paper,

there you are, off playing
in another tournament.

i know It’s crazy, but it’s
the first year as a pro that
We really started to click

I'm so proud of ya.

[ Gunshot]
Get out!
Stay down!

[ Gunshot]

[Squeaking]

[Footsteps Departing]

Ifthis had been the first
time, Mr. Townsend, I might be
tempted to pass it off.

But, uh, there've been
other things.

[Charlie On Speakerphone]
By other things, what are
you referring to, Linda?

Well, it started about
a month ago, right after I won
the East Bay Open in Florida.

lwent back
to my hotel room...

and written on the bathroom
mirror in lipstick was,
"Cyprus Pines, off limits”.

Have any idea who did it?
None.

I'm practically new
on the circuit. And I keep
pretty much to myself.

/ don’tknow. Maybe
it was just a crank

Cranks don't use
high-powered rifles.
That's true.

All I know is, I'm getting
pretty scared. And now
Bill's getting in the act.

- Who's Bill?
- Oh, Bill Montclair.
He's my manager.

The tires on his car
were slashed last week...

with a note saying,
"Cyprus Pines is a no-no."

- What about the police?
- We haven't called them.

Bill's wanted me to,
but I've been holding off.

Uh, why are you
doin' that?

See, Cyprus Pines is
an invitational tournament.

And, uh, you know, the
slightest bit of bad
press or scandal--

They may ask me to bow out.

How much are
you willing to risk, Linda,
before bowing out?

- What do you mean?
- There are gonna be an awful
lot of people on the course.

Any one ofthem could
take another shot at you.

That's right, Sabrina. With
only one day left in the

tournament and
nothing to go on,

if somebody
wants to kill you--

No matter what happens,
I'm not backing out.
Cyprus Pines--

It's right near my home.
My daddy taught me to play it
when l was just a little girl.

My kinda childhood dream was
to grow up, become a pro,
and win the in vitational

Well, it's here now.
I can't back out.

Then it's settled.
Now, Angels, Bos/ey,

first thing you do
is check into Cyprus Pines
as guests.

Try to get rooms as close
to Linda's as possible.

The only way I could afford
the Cyprus Pines is if they
rented the rooms by the hour.

By that, lmean, by the time
my bags got to the room,
id have to check out.

- [ Kris Giggles]
- [Charlie]
Now, move Linda around.

Off the course, keep her
out ofsight as
much as you can.

I'll check into
some ofthe players.

Someone may feel that
Linda's too good for them.
[Clicking On Speakerphone]

Whatever we find,
let's keep in touch.

Charlie,
what is that clicking sound?

So, I, um--
I hired a private instructor.

[Ball Clatters ]
[ Giggles ]

[ Girl Sig/rs]
Sounds like you're
shooting par again, Charlie.

[Chuckling]

)[tounge]
[Chattering]

Hi. Hiya.
Okay, we got four rooms
in the same wing.

They should be able to take
our bags up in about an hour.

Okay. I think
as soon as we get
checked in,

one of us probably ought to
change rooms with Linda.
Good idea.

Which will probably confuse
the assailant as much as it

does the chambermaids,
hopefully.

Can I have a drink?

[ Exhales]
Where you been?
I have this interview set up.

Bosley, Kris, Sabrina, Kelly,
this is Bill Montclair,
my manager.

How do you do?
Hi.

This is a pleasure.
I mean, a real pleasure.

[Chuckles]

I went looking for you
right after the tournament.
I couldn't find you.

Linda, I think you
ought to tell him.
There was another incident.

- Are you all right?
- Yeah. Just frightened.

That's why my friends are
here. They're private
detectives.

Detectives?

You're not ready for female
detectives? Is that what
you're saying, Mr. Montclair?

Ma'am, I'm ready for
Laverne and Shirley
ifthey can help us.

For weeks I've been wanting
to go to the police about
this thing, but Linda here--

Look, if there's anything
loan do, any way at all /
can help to stop this maniac--

I'm sure there will be.
As soon as we get organized,
we'll let you know.

Well, one thing
we've got to do right now
is go to that interview.

It's a taping
for tomorrow's match.

Oh, that's one of
those TV things.
Bill likes me to do them.

Would you all like to
come along? I could sure
use some friendly faces.

No friendlier face
in the world than mine.

[Laughs] Okay,

[Sabrina]
Okay.

Are you interested in golf?

Oh, I play.
But, uh, I'mjust a buffer.
Or is the word "duffer"?

Well, listen, if we got
the chance, maybe I can
talk you into playing a round.

Huh.
[Chuckles]

That didn't come out right,
now, did it?
No.

But, uh,
I got the message.

[Chattering]

Okay.
[ Continues, Indistinct]

Good afternoon,
ladies and gentlemen,

and welcome to
the beautiful Cyprus Pines
Country Club.

We have with us today
the two leading contenders
in the tournament,

Donna Dawson
and Linda Frye.

Good to see you again, Donna.
You're looking great
Thanks, Tom.

I'm glad to be here.
How many times will this
be for you if you win?

I'm trying
for number three.
[Chuckles]

Well, I guess you know,
you'll be the first three-time
winner in Cyprus history.

- Yes.
- How do you feel about that?

Well, Tom,
I've had a long career,

and there have been
a lot of awards,

and I guess this is one of
the few challenges left.

Well, I guess you know
there are a lot of folks
out there rootin' for you.

If you win,
are you gonna retire?
0h!

Now, that I don't even
want to think about.
[Laughs]

Tell me, tinda.
Do you think you'll
be able to pull it off?

Well if I hold
my concentration
and keep my game together.

You're a newcomer
in the circuit.
i imagine for somebody new,

the important thing would
be the first-place money.
Excuse me.

- Well, to tell you the truth,
l already have it spent.
- Ah!

Actually, there's a lot of
sentimental importance.

Yes, I know. You, uh--
You live not too far
from the course,

and your father used to be
a golf instructor here, right?

Well, he must have been
a big help.

Well, he taught me
never quit.

So no matterwhat happens
in this tournament, I think
I'll be around for the finish.

There you have it,
ladies and gentlemen.

The age-old battle--
youth versus experience,
so stay tuned.

We'll be right back for
the exciting final round
of this tournament,

right after this message.
[Chattering]

That'll do it, Al.

Nice job.
Good interview.

It'll be on just before
the match tomorrow.
Oh, great, great.

Thanks a lot.
It was a lot of fun.

Donna, good luck.
Thank you.

"Lady Cool."
Isn't that what
they're calling her?

Not to worry, my dear.

This tournament has only
begun to heat up.

This room's about
as secure as we could get
under the circumstances.

[Sabrina ] Yeah.
And nobody even
has to know she's here.

Her name's off the register,
and the operator is holding
all the calls.

[ Kelly ]
If you need anything--
[Glass Shatters]

It's all right.
It's all right.
Stay there.

It's okay.

I'll be right back.

[Tires Squeal]

[ Tires Peel Out]

It was a truck.
But I didn't get a license.
You okay?

Yeah.
All right. What you got?

This was attached to it.

"Drop out of the tournament
or you'll be dead
by the final round."

Okay, we have got
to check out doormen,

parking attendants,
gardeners, chambermaids.

Somebody must have
seen something.

Sure, a full-scale
investigation's a great idea,

but I don't think
there's time.

No. Kelly's right.
Tomorrow's the last day
of the tournament.

What we need now
are some shortcuts.

Yeah, but where do
we find them?

Well, we start out
by going over everything
we know so far.

There was the interview
with Donna Dawson
this afternoon.

Are you suggesting Donna
tossed that brick
through the window?

I'm not saying anything
of the sort, but there's
a very heavy motive there.

She wants to
win the tournament.

Well, look, I've been
a fan of hers since
her career first started.

Why don't I follow up on her?
You got it. At the interview
this afternoon,

did you notice standing
behind us there was a man in
an army fatigue, about 30?

He was nice looking.
Did anybody see him?

Dark hair,
rumpled clothes?
Right!

Rumpled clothes,
very rumpled clothes,

but he had on
vew expensive shoes, and
he was wearing a gold watch.

Maybe he's rich or eccentric.
Well, he could be. I think
he bears looking into.

Yeah. Well, l have to tee off
early in the morning.

If I don't get a good night's
sleep, I might as well hand
Donna Dawson that tournament.

With all the, uh,
photographers and reporters
in this hotel...

keeping yourwhereabouts
a secret is going to be
almost impossible.

Yeah, didn't you say you
were brought up near here?

Yeah, my house is about
a half-hour drive.

I think that's where we're
gonna be spending the
night. Okay?

Sure.

Get a good night's rest.
You'll be relaxed
for tomorrow.

Maybe Bill will drive us.

- You're gonna be okay?
- I'm feeling better already.
Thanks a lot.

We'll get it together.
Yeah.

[Phone Rings]

Hello.

Kelly? Bill Montclair. I was
wondering what you had going
for the next hour and a half.

Well, I-I don't know.
What did you
have in mind?

Well, I'm driving Kris
and Linda out to the retreat.

Sure would put a smile
on my face if you came along.

All right, Mr, Montclair.
You can start smiling.

[Sighs]

Wish you could stay
We have plenty of food.

Oh, sorry, babe. I gotta
head back. I'm gonna
meet a couple of clients.

Well, it's your loss.
I'm a terrific cook.

- It's a lovely place, Linda.
- Thank you. It's got
everything I need.

Fresh air, trees--
It's my big sanctuary.

I keep telling her,
sanctuaries are for birds,
not people.

- What does that mean?
- Linda spends
too much time here.

It's like
a hideout for her.

She'd be much better off
if she got out more
and met people.

Linda la recluse,
that's me.

There's something
I don't understand.

If Linda never meets
new people, who's been
terrorizing her?

Old enemies?
Or old friends?

Good question.

Listen, I gotta run. You two
have a good night. I'll be
back for you in the morning.

Okay. 'Bout 10:00?
10:00.

Bye, Kel.
Bye.
See you later.

Now, what are we
gonna do about dinner?

You have an appointment
with some clients, remember?

Aw, they can wait.
That's not
what you told Linda.

Hey, I didn't drive
all the way out here
just to eat dinner alone.

Please?
All right,
Mr. Montclair.

But let's hurry.
I don't want you to lose
a client on my account.

[Chuckles]
Honey, on your account,
I'd lose any client.

Coffee twice.

These people you're meeting,
are they really important?

Yeah, I'd say
they're important.
Does that surprise you?

No, should it?
Well, some folks' impressions
of a small-town lawyer is...

someone who specializes
in wills and fender benders.

Well, you're more than a
lawyer. You're a manager too.

Iwould guess
from your lifestyle
you do pretty well.

Well, just for the record,
what happens in the big city
happens with us.

We see all the movies
and plays and hear
the latest records.

'Bout two months back,
we had a rock concert
with Alice Cooper.

- Really?
- Yeah.

I understand that girl's
one heck of a singer.

[ Laughs ]
What's the matter?

Well, Alice Cooper's a guy.

- She is?
- Yes.

[Chuckles]
Well!

Looks like I wandered
into the chicken coop
in my bare feet that time.

Well, it happens sometimes.
[Chuckles]

Well, it's too bad
I got this appointment,

'cause out on the dance floor
I'm something else.

Give me a rain check,
okay?

Anytime.
Just any old time.

[Sighs]
0h, hey.
Wait a minute.

[Slams]

Hi.
[Grunts]

What are you
doing in here?
Nothin'.

- I'm looking for
a place to sleep.
- In the linen closet?

Well, yeah. I need
a place to sleep.

Mmm. Mr.... Wilcox.
E.V. Wilcox.

- What does the EV. stand
for?
- Nothing.

Won't tell me
your first name?

Hey, come on. Look,
just leave me alone,
will you?

Sorry.

Oh, excuse me.
Uh, the desk clerk told me
that Donna Dawson was in here.

Uh, yes, sir.
All morning.
Far end of the bar.

Oh, thanks very much.
Yes, sir.

You know, they say that
one Bloody Mary can add
10 strokes to your score?

What if
I've already had two?

Oh, well, uh, in that case,
you wouldn't care
whether you won or lost.

[Laughs]
It would take a lot more
than two for that to be true.

By the way,
my name is John Bosley.
Do you mind if I join you?

Oh, thanks.
I'll have one of those.

You know, it was about
10 years to the very day when
I saw you for the first time.

It was at the Don Pasqual
Tournament in Pasadena.
Did I win?

Oh, indeed you did--
by six strokes.

And I became
your instant fan.

I don't believe that.
What do you mean?

Men don't identify
with women athletes.

At most,
we're all freaks.

Well, what do you say if
you have good-looking legs?
[Chuckles]

That's where it's at.

Along drive.
A great approach.
Not enough.

What you need
are tight shorts
and plenty of cleavage.

Well, maybe it was
because of that...

that I not only noticed
that you were
the hottest golfer,

but also
the best looking.

It was almost 10 years ago,

long before my shoulder
started giving me trouble.

I used to hitthat ball...
25 yards farther then.

Yeah.
The game was a lot of fun.

And it's not fun now?

Now? It's just mean.

You think people
love sports figures?

Sure, they love
to build them up,
so they can tear them down.

You read the sports pages?

They're telling me
it's time to quit,

without so much as a gold
watch or a pen-and-pencil set.

Yeah, but, uh,
what about retirement?

I mean, you're already
a living legend.

Oh, no way.
I'm not through yet.

I'm about to become
the first three-time winner
of the Cyprus Invitational.

Now, that's a record
they'll have to
shoot at for years.

Look, uh, let's play
a little game.

You and l, okay?
I'm the devil,
all right?

And I am going to give you
this tournament...
right now.

You are the winner!

But, what are you
willing to pay
for that prize?

What's immortality
going for these days?

Why don't you tell me?

Is it worth it to you
to do anything to get
rid of your opponent?

So there you are.

Do you realize
tee-off time is at 2:00?

I planned on being there.
Oh, Mr. Bosley,
this is Tom Rogers.

How do you do?
I'm sorry, but I've got
another appointment.

Nice to have met you.
Oh, by the way,
the answer to your question...

is yes.

[Sighs]
Who's he?

Oh, I don't know.
Somebody I picked up
in a bar.

Hey, I only want
what's good for you, Donna.

What do you think
is good for me, Tom?

A long vacation.

A home to call a home,
Donna.

Maybe even a husband.

Donna, if I could, I'd wrap
this tournament in a pink
ribbon and hand it to you.

Nothing would make me happier.

Do you think
I have a chance?

- I mean, really.
- Are you kidding?

She can't keep that pace.

By the back nine,
she'll start
feeling the pressure.

My last hurrah.

It doesn't seem like
it's a lot to ask.

I'll be there.

No matter what happens.
You know that, don't you?

Yeah.
[Sniffs]
I know that.

Kelly.

Anybody hear
from Kris or Linda?

Montclair's gone to
pick them up. I talked
to the guard at the gate,

and he said that, uh,
four vans were left
on the grounds last night.

Yeah?
But all ofthem were making
legitimate deliveries.

Did you get anything on
that guy who was twing to
sleep in the linen closet?

I'm having Charlie
run a computer check.

Leaves us
long on questions.
Yep.

Short on time and answers.
Let's go.

[Kris]
So how'd you like my cooking?
Did you get enough breakfast?

[ Linda]
As good as mine.
Bill missed my tamale pies.

Ahh, look at this!

Like it?
Oh.

You know, my daddy and I
used to walk along
these banks all the time.

There used to be a tree stump
over there we used
as a picnic table.

We'd bring sandwiches
and sodas out... spend
the rest of the day fishing.

It was terrific.

Ah, this is the kind of place
kids dream about--
read about in fairy tales.

[Sighs]
I'd like to preserve it
just like it is,

and turn it into
a sanctuary for
underprivileged kids.

0h, Linda,
that's beautiful.

As a matter of fact,
it's a fabulous idea!

You've got all this land.
I mean, you could
grow your own food.

[ Laughs]
It's still in
the dreaming stages.

[Chuckles]
It'd be
terrific though.

-Is that the pitch-and-putt
course over there?
-Yeah.

Let me show it to you.
All right.

Everybody says
my strengths
in my short game.

If that's so,
this is where
I learned it.

I can't believe
you have a golf course
in the backyard.

It's not really
a golf course.

it's just two holes, one up,
one back A really terrific
place to learn.

I always remember Daddy
saying, "All right.
Keep your head down.

'1 eff arm straight.

Follow through. Too much
right hand. "And on and on.
[laughs ]

[Creaking]

[Creaking Continues]

[Kris Gasps]

Kris, watch out!

[Grunting]

S 3
[Board nap ] [grunting]

Kris, there's another one!

I'm stuck!

Kris, there's another one!

Kris!

Help!

Please, helpl

Help!
Please! Help!

Brill My leg!

0/7!

What happened?

I'll tell you something.
This bridge did not
just collapse.

[ Montclar'r ]
Where the devil
did they come from?

Alligators aren't
miles from here.
It's the marshlands.

Then what are they
doing here?

Somebody brought 'em
here obviously.

It's not safe anywhere
anymore. Not even here.
[Sighs]

No way.

No way.
I say it's time
to pack it in.

You mean, walk away
from the tournament?

Look, it's no reflection
on the girls here.

The closer you get
to winning that tournament,
the more dangerous it becomes.

But it's the last day!
Linda, they've gone
this far.

What if they mean to go
the rest of the way?
i just can't quit.

You still looking for
a place to sleep?

Why don't you go inside?
You can hear better. Huh?

Got company.
What's going on?

Well, I found him outside.
30 I asked him if
he'd like to come in.

Mind if we ask you
a few questions, Mr. Wilcox?

Or I tell you what.
We'll make it easy on you,

and I'll just tell you
a few things
about yourself.

You see, we know your name.
You're Evan Victor Wilcox.

You're 31 years old, and
you received your medical
discharge from the US. Army,

but not before you scored
marksman with the M— 74.

Now, would you like to
hear a little more?

Well, who are you?
What do you want from me?

Just answers.
That's all. What
are you doing here?

|-- I just wanted her
to autograph my picture.

Are you kidding?
It was in the newspaper.
I cut it out.

You've been hanging out
around the golf course, and

you were here
outside the door,

'cause you want her
to autograph this,
'cause you're a fan?

Mm-hmm. I'm-I'm
telling you the truth.

How do we know it wasn't you
who was taking
potshots at her?

Right.

- Or writing her hate mail?
- 0r throwing bricks
through windows.

I-I-I don't know what
you're talking about.
|-- I couldn't hurt her!

God knows,
/ couldn't hurt her.
Hey, leave him alone!

[ Chuckles ]
Look, w-we're just
wasting time.

All we got here is some kid
who likes to build fantasies
out of newspaper clippings.

Do you have a better suspect,
Mr. Montclair?

No. And that's why I say
we should pack it in.

Linda, I've known you
since you were a little girl.

Nothing would wake me happier
than for you to
win this tournament,

but not if it means
risking your life.

Sony, Bill.
I gotta do it.

Igive up.

If you change your mind,
I'll be in my room.

[Clears Throat]

Well, um, I'm really
awfully embarrassed,

and, uh, we won't be
keeping you any longer.

Wait a minute.

[ Pen Scratching]

[Clears Throat]
Oh. Thank you very much.

[Exhales]
Thanks.

[ Sabrina]
So long.

Well, tee-off time's
in a couple hours.

I think I better
take a nap.
Okay, get some good rest.

[Sighs]
Okay, uh, look.

She's not going to give up, so
we'll just have to keep a real
close eye on her, right?

Iwish we could
give her more than
just moral support.

Well, she's forcing their
hand. And I keep thinking
they're not bluffing.

What do you suppose
is the matter
with Bill Montclair?

- What do you mean?
- Well, the way
he reacted to, urn, Evan.

Yeah, he did come on
a bit strong.

Yeah, I mean, we don't know
that he's not the suspect,
but neither does Montclair.

ltell you what.

Why don't you and I
talk to him alone
while Linda takes her nap?

Okay.
Dos and I'll stay here.

I'II, uh--
[Clears Throat]
see you later.

What's going on?
Oh, the chambermaid
let us in.

She liked my smile.

What do you want?
Well, just what you
promised us, cowboy.

That client of yours
bowing out ofthe tournament.

Time's up.

So what's it gonna be?

She won't quit.

I tried everything-- talking,
reasoning. Nothing works.
You guys gotta forget it.

[ Chuckles ]
What, uh-- What does that
mean, "forget it"?

Look, I ain't no dummy.
I saw what you two did
with those alligators.

lfl hadn't drove up when I
did she might've been dead.

Well, now you're getting
the picture, bright boy.

You know, you're too easy, and
I'm getting pretty sick and

tired of running
around here...

acting like a dummy
just to cover my tracks.

- It's time to get rough.
- What kind of rough
are you talking about?

Hey, listen. I agreed
to try and convince her,
but there's a limit!

Funny, you didn't talk about
a limit when you took our
money, now, did you?

Yeah, and don't you forget,
your retainer was a big,
fat 100,000 bucks.

[Scoffs]
I'll get you
your money back.

Oh, yeah?

And where are you gonna
get a hundred big ones?

I'II-- I'll get it.
Where?
From your practice?

It's too bad some of those
fancy suits and calfskin boots
aren't returnable.

I'll get you
your money back somehow.

Look, it's no good,
Montclair. We're up
to our elbows in this.

- Your client is finished.
- What are you talking about?

Well, there's
a little knoll...

overlooking the last few holes
ofthe golf course.

You can draw
a perfect bead.

We'll be in a getaway car
down at the
bottom ofthe hill.

Wait a minute.

You're asking me
to kill her? Linda?

No. We're telling you.

We'd do it ourselves,
but we're kinda squeamish.

No way.
I mean, no way.
I won't do it!

And one more move
out of you two,
and I'm going to the cops.

I don't care
what happens to me.

Montclair,

that was
a real bad decision.

Hey, are you crazy?
[Grunting]

Where is he?
[Gunshot]
This one.

[ Groans ]

Is he dead?

l Ke/lvl
Bill? Bill, are you there?

Close to it.
|-- I didn't figure it
to go this way.

l Kellvl
Bill, are you all right?
[ Sabrina] Open the door!

Let's get out of here.
[Knocking]

Excuse me, can I have
the key to this room please?
Yes, that's right. Thank you.

Bill, what happened?

It's all right.
Can you tell me what happened?

[Breathily]
What happened?

Guess I'm still
a small-town country boy.

That's what happened.

- Nobody out there.
- He's dead.

Right, Charlie.
We'll keep in touch.
[Sighs]

Bree?
Yeah?

It doesn't make sense that
they would threaten Linda
by killing Montclair.

No, it's reaching.
Unless Montclairwas in
on the whole thing.

But Montclairwanted Linda
out of the tournament.

Yeah. He wanted her out.
They wanted her out.
They have something in common.

- And Linda wouldn't get out.
- Mm-mmm. Exactly.

Montclair was her manager, her
legal adviser-- Supposedly,
he ran the whole show.

Maybe he promised something
he couldn't deliver.

Which brings us
back to square one.

Sure does.

Wait a minute.
Bree, whose coat is this?

Montclair was wearing
a solid Western suit.

This just isn't
his style.
[Rattling]

What do we got?
Hey.

124.
Let's go.

[ Key Rattles ]

Somebody bailed out
of here in hurry.
Sure did. Look at this.

Left a gun patch.
l Kelli/l
What's a gun patch?

It's a piece of cloth you use
to clean a rifle.

Let's a name from the desk
and have Charlie run
a quick check.

Good idea.
Come on.

[Crying ]
Why didn't I listen to him?
Why just didn't I listen?

You can't blame yourself
forthis, Linda.
Yes, I--

[Sniffs]
He'd be alive right now.

Kris is right, Linda. I know
it seems to fit the pattern
of all that's happened,

but there's still a lot of
unanswered questions.

I have all the answers
to all my questions.

ljust want to pack up
and go home.

Well, I guess no one
would blame you if you did.
If you give up, they win.

You really expect me to play
after all this?

We can't answer that.
That's up to you.

Oh, Linda. I'd--
I'd give anything for you to
finish out the tournament.

Okay. I'll try.
That's my girl.

I checked out the occupant
in room 124, Angels.
I have some information.

Okay, Charlie.
Who are we looking for?

The room is registered
to Eric Williams.

E.W.? You know him
as Evan Wilcox.

Uh, wait a minute.
You mean, the same guy,
two different names?

One and the same,
Sabrina.

Evan became Eric
about three years ago...

when he came out of
federal prison and tried
to start a new life.

So you mean, the army jacket
and the linen closet bit
were, uh-- were a cover...

so he could follow Linda
around without
looking suspicious.

Exactly.

Williams is an ex-gambler
and a utility strongman
of sorts.

He's partnered
with a George Ritlin,
a disbarred lawyer.

He's been involved in a number
of phony stock deals.
Now wait a minute.

Are they in business
for themselves or did
somebody hire them?

I wish I could
answer that, Sabrina.

I did find a tie-in, though,
with them and Montclair,
Linda's manager.

It has to do with a land
option deal in
that area that's

being sold for back taxes.

Somehow, Linda fits
into all of this.

Well, I'll keep looking.

Meanwhile, Angel,
Williams and Ritlin are
the ones to keep an eye on.

Will do, Charlie.
[Line Clicks]

Well, what do you know?
Our assassin has a sidekick.
They may have been hired out.

Hirelings eh?
Mm-hmm.

Well, then Donna Dawson's
back in the picture.

Maybe I better talk with her.
We don't have time
for talk, Bosley.

You better run
a hard, fast bluff.
Okay, will do.

Thanks a lot.
Donna?

Hello, again.
I want to talk to you.

Okay, sure.

Look, I guess there's just
nothing you wouldn't do to win
this tournament, right?

You lost me.

Well, when I mentioned
getting rid ofthe opposition
I wasjust playing a game.

But you were serious.

Where did you
find those clowns,
under some rock?

What clowns?
What are you talking about?

What's a hit going for
these days?

Or does that depend
on the marketplace?

I mean, have they got a price
list for throwing a brick
or dropping an alligator?

If this is some kind
of funny word game,
I'm not amused.

Donna, I'm saying that you
hired someone to keep Linda
Frye out of this tournament.

Keep Linda Frye
out of the tournament?

How? Why?
I thought you'd tell me.

Look, I don't know what the
heck you're trying to get at,

but I want to tell
you something.

If it weren't for Linda Frye,
there would be no tournament--
for me anyway.

You are only the best
when you know
you've beaten the best.

You know, you--
you almost make me
believe you mean that.

I do mean it!
And if you were that so-called
instant fan as you put it,

you'd believe it.
Donna!

Look, I'm--
I'm sorry.

Just forget
everything I said,
okay?

[Clicks Tongue]
It's okay.
[Sniffs]

Listen, I'm--
I'm sorry too.

[Rogers]
Good afternoon,
ladies and gentlemen.

Here we are,
right down to the exciting
third round of play...

in this sensational
golf tournament
here at Cyprus Pines.

Now, it's right down to the
wire between the
two contenders,

Donna Dawson and Linda Frye.

Linda enjoys a one-stroke lead
in this final round,but with
all of this pressure

and there's a
lot of it here

anything's liable to happen
and probably will.

We're ready now to--
We 're ready now to
tee off for Donna.

Mmml Aha!
[Applause ]

Beautiful.

At least 250 yards,
and rr'ght down the center
of the fainrvay.

All right.
It's Linda's turn now.

[No Audible Dialogue]

Ooh.
[ Crowd Murmurs ]

Another terrific shot.

Ladies and gentlemen,
this thing promises to go
right down to the wire.

[ Crowd Murmurs ]

[ Bosle y ]
Hey, girls. Wait up.

Girls? Hold up
a second, will you?

What hole are
they on anyway?
Sixteen.

Oh, boy.
Feels more like 116.
Who's ahead?

Well, last we heard,
it was Donna by one stroke.

Well, maybe if Linda
doesn't win, they'll leave
her alone, huh? Let's go.

Yeah, maybe.
Come on, Bos.

Yeah.
What's the hurry?

That ties it.
That ties it.

Donna Dawson
and Linda Frye are tied.

It's all tied up
and going into the 18th hole.
It's still anybody's match.

You heard enough?
Yeah, she's liable
to pull it out.

We can't take any chances.

Leave it running.
We'll need every second.
[Engine Starts]

[Applause]

Is this gonna be
close enough?
Are you kidding?

I could do it
with a blindfold.

[Rogers]
This is the final hole.

Now Donna has about
a 15-foot putt and Linda Frye,
id say about a 10-foot putt.

Let's watch the action.

The match is still tied

All right.
Dawson's about to putt now

0h, on the
low side.

Hold it, Bos.
Give me the glasses.
Uh-huh.

You got something?

A flash of light.
Let me see.

Where? Y--

0h!

That's them.
Let's go!

[Crowd Murmurs]

[Rogers On Radio]
If Linda makes this putt,
the tournament is hers.

Now, you heard the man.
Ifshe makes it, she wins.
She won't make it.

[Groans]
If she'd just
stand still.

That-a-baby.

Just hold it
ri-i-ight there.

Uh-uh. You hold it
right there.

Right there.

[Grunts]
Hold it!

Hold it right here.

[Rogers]
She's got it. She's got it.

Congratulations.
Thank you.

[Rogers]
She wins it!

Well, well, well.
Guess who loses.

Well, it was wonderful
seeing her win the trophy,
Charlie.

But in a way,
it was very sad.

[Charlie] I can understand
that, Angels. Montclair was
like a member of her family.

Actually,
he was a very nice man.

He just got himself mixed up
with those two sharpies and

found himselfout
of his league.

Yep. From what you told us,
Charlie, and from what
Linda told us,

we gather that herfather
left her his estate.

But there was over $100,000
in back taxes and mortgages
to be satisfied.

That's right, Sabrina.

The deadline on this payment
was the settlement of the
estate on her 21st birthday.

Montclair was handling the
estate and knew she could

never come up with
that kind of money.

Uh, they promised Montclair
$100,000 if he would
convince Linda...

to sell them the property
at a fair price
when the time came.

Well, Montclair
thought it'd be good
for both of 'em.

And he just never believed
that Linda would become

a successful enough
golf pro...

to come up with
that kind of money
and pay those taxes herself.

It's like we said.
He was just
out of his league.

What about you, Charlie?
How are your lessons coming?

[Chuckles]
Not well, Angels.
Not well at all.

Aww!
Charlie! You don't have
your instructor anymore?

Yes. As a matter of fact,
she's here with me now.

Well, you'll just have to
keep practicing, Charlie.

That's all there is to it.

I don't know about that,
Angels. Sometimes
you learn more

just by watching.

[Ball Clatters]
[Laughs]