All language subtitles for charlies.angels.s03e16.remastered.bdrip.x264-rovers-en

Once upon a time,

there were ihree iitl/e 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.

a” [Disco]

a” [ Continues]

Come on, come on.
Mo-o-ove it.

Dig the safe-a,
warm-a nest.

Outside,
ghosts haunt the night,

a-Iookin’ for the lost
and the lonely.

But i-i-it's okay, troops.
IBurn, baby, burn
Disco inferno at

- Uncle Harry's--
- J’Bum, baby, hum
Burn that mother down fr

[ Harry Continues,
indistinct]
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fiBurn, baby, burn /

film that mother down n
)Burn it I

J” [ Saxophone Solo]

a” [ Continues]

15/ heard somebody say n
fiBurn, baby, burn I

fiDisco inferno .P
fiBurn, baby, burn /

IBurn that mother down I
IBurn, baby, burn I

IDisco inferno I
IBurn, baby, burn I

IBurn that mother down I
IBurn it I

I [ Saxophone Resumes]

I/ just can’t stop I

IWhen my spark gets hot I

I/ just can’t stop I

IWhen my spark gets hot I

You wanna spell me
a while, Pop?

lwouldn’t want
to make you look bad.

[ Laughs ]
IWhen my spark gets hot I

I/ heard somebody say I
IBurn, baby, burn I

IDisco inferno I
IBurn, baby, burn I

IBurn that mother down I
IBurn, baby, burn I

IDisco inferno I
IBurn, baby, burn I

IBurn that mother down I
IBurn it I

I [ Continues ]
Oh, sure, Mr. Heston.
Mario's got the attention,

but the real star
is up there--
Harry Owens.

Oh, i know, lknow
You pay the bills, and i
just handle the publicity

but I'd be sellin'
myselfshort if I didn't
give you my input, right?

You're right about one thing,
Lanny. I run the show,
and that's this club.

It's got charisma, class,
and that's what pulls them in.

That's just what i told
Harry when he said he wanted
his name up out front.

A big a-man in the sky
is up a-watchin‘ a-you,

and there is-a no place
for you to go!

A-Idig it? Dig in
Dig ill

A quarter for
a clean windshield, sir?
Hey, you!

Hey! I told you
not to hang around here.

Now get outta here,
you old crumb. You turn
my stomach. Get outta here!

You think you're something.
Well, you're nothing.

This place ain't nothing,
and the people are nothing.

Get outta here,
ya old crumb!

[Sneers]

Come on.
Move 'em outta here. Yeah.

Come on now
inside, everybody
[ Chuckles ]

Come on, boys.
Move it along here.
Get this goin'.

Come on.
Inside, everyone.
[Chuckles]

More excitement inside.
Come on, Mario.
Move it in there.

Nothin' to worry about.
The excitement's all over now.
Move it in, boys. Yeah.

[Yelps]

[ Thuds 1

[Charlie 0n Speakerphone ]
The dead man's name
was James Hannah.

That makes three victims
in four months.

Now, Angels, you can
appreciate why the Committee

for Concerned
Elder Cit/Zens. ..

needs our immediate help.

And there isn't
anything to go on?
There's not a clue,

an eyewitness,
even a secondhand description?

[ Charlie ]
No, just what
you've got there.

The MO. is a killer
who strangles
disadvantaged men...

who ride the bus
from the beach at night.

Now, this psycho
could be riding the bus
or following it.

This is not exactly
an assignment
I'm looking forward to.

Neither is the next victim,
which leads me to where
you'll begin.

With the next victim?
No, with the last three.

The first one's name
was Barko witz--
Sam Barkowitz.

Look, honey, lalready told
what i know like a dozen
times, to the police.

llell ya, I'm really
not too wild about
goin' through it again,

since I wasn't
too crazy about him
when he was alive.

I take it you and your father
didn't get along then?

[ Chuckles ]
Stepfather.
I see.

Yeah. Ah, come on.
He walked out on me
and my mother years ago.

You got a customer.
Oh, yeah.
That's... salami?

That's 80 cents.

Thank you.
Here you go.
I'm sorry. You were sayin'--

- When did you see him last?
- Oh, it was the night
he was killed.

Uh, it's four months ago,
where l was workin'.

[ Scoffs ]
He was always doin' that.

- Doin' what?
- Well, followin' me. He
followed me from job to job.

He was moochin' for money
till his social security check
came in, and then--

then he'd go, and he'd gamble
it away in any penny-ante
card game

he could find
around the beach.

0h. Salami?

All right.
Ninety cents.

Did you give him
the money he asked for
the night he was killed?

Yeah, sure.
But just to get rid of him.

- Can you remember
what time that was?
- [ Sighs ] About 11:30?

11:30. Just about the time
he got on the bus. Where
were you working that night?

- Freddie's. Uh, it's a disco.
- I see.
Well, thank you very much.

Hey, no matter what
anybody else thinks,

he owed enough people
enough money to guarantee
gettin' himself killed.

[No Audible
Dialogue]

Salami?
That's a dollar.

You know, salami's gone up
from 80 cents to a dollar
since I've been standin' here.

Yeah?
[Chuckles]
Seems there's a run on salami.

Hey, it's whatever
the market'll bear, right?

- Glad I'm not hungry.
- Yeah, well? [Laughs]

So it seems we have
a new common denominator,
Angels.

Both victims
had been at Freddie's
before they were murdered.

The last one had a run-in
with the owner, Fred Heston.

So until we hear from--

Hi. Sony. I've been
runnin' all over the beach.
Did you come up with anything?

Well, our second victim,
Mike Hooton--
He didn't have any relatives.

But he had lots of friends at
the beach. They said he pretty
much stuck around down there.

Now, the bus driversaid
that he picked him up
at the same place...

at approximately
the same time every night.

Hmm. Well, that shoots holes
through your theory about
the disco, doesn't it?

[Charlie 0n Speakerphone]
Kris, where exactly
was Mr. Hooton picked up?

About Pico and Ocean, I think.
Hmm. That's just one block
from Freddie's.

Well, then that's three
for three. All the victims
were near Freddie's.

Which makes Freddie 's
the target for now.

Ange/s, Bos/ey will
work out covers for you
before you check in.

I [Disco]

I [ Continues, Faint]

[Line Ringing]

[ Phone Ringing]
I [ Continues, Faint]

[ Quietly ]
Wow.

S-S-Speak to me.
Well, how's everything, Harry?

Everything is okay.

Listen, I've got
a little problem, Harry.

Don't we all?
Well, I need a favor.

You want a favor
from me?

Look, if anyone asks,
I drove you home last night
between 1:00 and 1:30.

- Sure. Why not?
Except for one little thing.
- Yeah?

That little discussion we had
about my career-- I figure
you give... and you get.

Sounds like blackmail,
Harry.

Hey. I'm not askin'
any questions about how or why
you drove me home last night.

Give and you get.
Right, Mr. Heston?

Yeah. Right, Harry.
Okay, you got it.

The raise and the publicity--
the whole number.

Just like we discussed.

Just like we discussed

Well, all right!
Let's get with it, children.

Uncle Harry
is a-watching you!

I [ Disco Segues, Louder]

That's the one.

I checked. He's on
Fred Heston's payroll.

Sort of a dance shill.
Keeps the action going.

He's terrific.
Hmm.

I [ Continues]

[Clears Throat]

0h!
Allow me.

Thank you.

Aren't you two gonna dance?
Oh, I don't think so.
He has the gout.

That's unfortunate.
Perhaps--

Yes?
Well, I thought you and I--
we might... dance?

- Wonderful idea.
Will you excuse me?
- Sure.

See you later.

I [ Segues, Louder]

[ Chorus]
IDance I

IDance, dance, dance I

IKeep on dancr'n' I

IDance I

I [ Chorus Continues]
Hey, you're all right.

You should give lessons.

I do.
Here?

When I'm not in class.
Class?

Law school.
Busy fella.

When do you play?
[Squeals]

- I'm playin'. I'm playin'.
- [ Kris Laughs]

I/ wanna boogie with you I

[Patrons Applaud]

I [ Chorus Scatting ]

I [ Scatting Continues]

I00h, what a treat
Feels so sweet I

IAh, that body heat I

IWhen l'rn dancin' with my baby
Drives me crazy I

IMakes me hazy I

Whoo!
How 'bout your friend
with the gout?

Bosley?
Hmm.

Oh, he's harmless and fun.
Very comfortable. Hmm!
I [ Continues]

Pop, Kris Munroe.

You are a delight
to watch, miss.
Well, thank you, Mr. Montero.

Would you do me
the honor?

He taught me
evewthlng I know.
Okay, I'd love to.

I [ Scatting ]

IDance I

IDance, dance, dance
Keep on dancin' I

IDance I

IDance, dance, dance
Keep on dancin' I

IDance I

IDance, dance, dance
Keep on dancin' I

IDance I

IDance, dance, dance I

Now, never mind why I changed
my mind about Harw.
Just do as

your told. Give him
the marquee.

Sure.
Whatever you say.

[Knocking]
Yes. Come in.

Miss Duncan would like to see
you, Mr. Heston. She's with
Disco magazine. Discol

I told her Mr. Press
was the one to see.

- Well--
- Uh-- Uh, no,
Uh, see you later, Lanny.

Ah.
[ Chuckles ]

Hey. See?
[Chuckles]

- Maybe I can cut through
some ofthe red tape.
- Well, thank you very much.

What can I do for you,
Miss Duncan?

Well, l'rn gonna do
a story on the local scene,

and I would
yew much like
to include Freddie's.

Why not? Doing a disco story
and not mentioning
Freddie's...

is like talking
about the home-run record
and not mentioning Babe Ruth.

I think HankAaron
holds that record,
doesn't he?

- Oh, uh, it's just
a figure of speech.
- Hmm. Yeah. [Chuckles]

Hello.

Excuse me, Fred.
I didn't know you were busy.

- Uh, excuse me, Miss Duncan.
My wife, Marian.
- Oh, well, hello.

I can wait... if! have to.

Well, uh, listen. Maybe, uh,
Miss Duncan should speak
with Mr. Press after all.

Probably so. Absolutely.
Thank you vew much.
Thank you, sir.

Talk later,
Miss Duncan,
Nice to meet you.

[Marian]
Can't you leave me
some dignity, Fred?

is that too much to ask?

Little family squabble.
I see.

- [ Sighs ]
- IJust dancin' to the beat
Feel the heat I

I/m movin'my feet I

IHeadin' to wards the floor
Gonna get down I
[Laughs] Whoo!

IAnd dance some more I
0h!
Let me get this straight.

I [ Continues]
You teach disco dancing
to senior citizens?

Oh, itjust gives me
some extra money, that's all.
You don't enjoy it?

Enjoy?
Those aged fools?
I can't stand them.

Always complaining or
gossiping. That's all they
have on their minds.

No. Those "senior citizens,"
as you say--

We'd all be better off
without them, all of them.

I [Disco]

I [ Continues, Faint]

[No Audible Dialogue]
[Mouthing Words]

Hi.
Howdy.

Kelly Garrett.
I'm from Angelic Records.

And you have
a fantastic group
with an exciting, new sound,

and you'd like for me
to give it a spin, right?

You said it all.
Well, then stick around,
sweetheart.

Durin' my break,
we'll give it a try.
Okay.

I [ Continues]

[Chuckles]

Whoa! I gotta
tell you something.

I think I'm too old
for your father.

Yes, he's got a thing
about older people.

- He's not exactly
a teenager himself, you know.
- Don't tell Pop.

"Think young, stay young."
That's him. He'd rather
be here.

He is whenever
he's not teaching.

Ah. I'll bet he jogs
all the way over here.
Nah, he takes the bus.

Saves his energy
for the dancing.

Did I hear someone say "bus"?
I thought everybody
in California owned a car.

Sorry to disappoint you.
And you take the bus too?

I'm saving every penny I can
for law school.
I see.

I [ Continues]

I [ Segues To Next Song]

Oh, no, I got an angle.
It's a little sensational,
but I think it kinda fits.

Just so you spell
the name right,
That's, uh,

F-R-E-D-D-I-E-S Disco.

Right. Now, you see,
what I'd like to do is,

I would like to tie it in with
the three old men who were
killed by the Bus Strangler.

- What?
- Well, you see, they were all
at the club or in the area.

Now, I got some pictures here.
I wonder if you,
uh-- you happen

to have seen any of these men.

I don't know anything about
'em, I don't wanna know
anything about 'em.

Perfectly understandable,
and I'm sorry.

Forget it.
The angle that you want
is up there-- Harry Owens.

That is an art--
building the music,

creating a mood,
orchestrating the effects.

Look at this.
He's got this crowd
in the palm of his hand.

I've been after the boss for
weeks to use him in our ads--
feature him out front--

but no,
not when I suggested it.

And then from nowhere,
he gives me the green light,
just like it was his idea.

Huh. When'd he do that?

Today, just before
you came in.

Big turnaround.
Doesn't make sense.

I [ Continues, Faint]
Marian, will you please
keep your voice down?

I mean, I do have
a business to run.
"A business to run"!

Is that what you were doing
at 2:00 yesterday morning?
I [Ends]

- Running a business?
- [ Patrons App/auding, Faint]

Come on, Fred.
I'm not that stupid!

[ Woman]
What do you think
you're doing out here?

[Kris] l'm waiting
to talk to Mr Heston.
Through the door?

What's the trouble here?
Twinkle toes was just standing
out here listening.

I need to talk to you
about something.

What do you want to
talk about?

If I could come in
fora minute and explain.
I want to do you a favor.

You want to
do me a favor.
Right.

See, I'm really
terrific at what I do,
which is disco dancing--

as a matter of fact,
I used to teach it--

and I noticed
you noticing me
out there with Mario.

- Yes. Well?
- Don't get me wrong.
Mario is a terrific dancer.

But be needs
a terrific partner
to make it really work.

So I figured that I could work
here for four hours a day--

- I don't think
we need a partner.
- But I think you do.

Listen, I belong
to this International
singles club.

And right here in our local
we have a thousand members.

So if just my friends came,
your business
would really pick up.

Oh, okay. Okay.
We can give it a try.
One week.

- I don't think
it'll do any harm.
- Great.

Don't count on it.

Oh, gosh,
I'm really sorry.

I hope I didn't say
anything wrong,
[Clears Throat]

Listen, uh,
you won't regret this.

It's gonna be terrific.
I really appreciate it.
Thank you.

I [ Disco, Faint ]
[No Audible Turntable]

Yeah.
It's nice.

I dig it.
Then that means you'll
give it some play?

- Means I'm thinkin' about it.
- But you just said--

I know, but, uh, see,

there's one thing that my
father taught me that
I believe in:

Nobody gives or gets nothin'
for nothin'.

I'm talkin' about
fringe benefits.

Well, I'll have to give
that some thought.

That's all right.
Take your time. No pressure.

I'll tell you what.

Meantime,
I'll put this in cold storage
until you thaw out.

Hmm.

See you around, Harry.
Look, um, let me
give you my address--

[Sheet Tears]
just in case you want
to contact me at my place.

All right.

I [ Continues]

You think I don't know
what's goin' on around here?

You bet I do.

Hey, you.
Listen to me.

Pay attention.

You don't have the right
to ignore me.

She's getting there.
I think she's arrived.

I [ Continues]
Well, Lanny tells me you're
gonna do a story on Harry.

Well,
I'm foolin' around
with the idea.

[Chuckling]
Well, now, I'm not exactly
unknown in this business.

No?
I [Ends ]
[Applause]

Word has it that you had
a run-in with James
Hannah last

night just before
he was killed.

Now, what are
you driving at?

Oh, nothing. Butyou know
how the newspapers are.

They get a thing like that,
the next thing you know,
you're on the front page.

- Is that why you're here?
- Oh, no. Not me.

But since I am here, I did
have a good idea. Why don't
you tell me your story?

I'll kill the bad press
before it gets a chance
to hit the stands.

Listen, James Hannah was
nothin' but a beach bum.

He was hangin' around this
club bothering the customers.

You know how the papers are.
They take a thing like that
and twist it around.

Oh, it was nothing.

Anyway, I was
drivin' Harry Owens home
when Hannah was killed.

I [Disco Starts]
And I'll sue anyone
who prints otherwise.

[Mouths Words,
Chuckles]

Well, you don't have
a thing to worry about
then, do you?

I [ Continues]

Hey. Let me tell you
somethin', honey.

It wasn't your talent
that got you that job.

I know my husband.

It's the way you
wiggled that cute--

I [Louder]
[No Audible Dialogue]

I [ Continues Loud/y]

[Harry 0n PA. ]
How about this?
We ha ve-a liftoff

We are going!
We are going!

We... are... gone!

Good evening.
I] Continues]

I think you'd better
get rid ofthe new girl.

Any reason
in particular?
Mm-hmm. She's dangerous.

And I have a feeling
that she and the one
with Disco magazine...

and the girl who's been
in the booth all day--

They're all together, and not
because they belong to some
international singles club.

Yeah, well, I have
the same feeling,

but I want 'em here where
I can keep my eye on 'em, till
I am sure what they're up to.

I [Ends]
Till you're sure?
You mean you have an idea?

Look,lhave
a hysterical wife
who's getting suspicious.

And sometimes
suspicious wives
hire outside help.

"Outside help"?

You mean detectives?
Yeah. Somethin' to
think about, isn't it?

I [Disco On Phone]

[Charlie]
Just to get you
in the mood, Angels.

Incidentally, that's
the next record you'll pitch
to Harry Owens, Kelly.

Hmm.
They like it,
Charlie.

More important,
I've got a rundown
on Mr. Fred Heston.

Arrested twice
for assault and battery,
no convictions.

I wonder if his alibi about
being with Harry Owens the
night of the killing is a lie.

[ Charlie ]
lfit is, it would make Owens
a coconspirator.

Which reminds me. He doesn't
have a police record,
and he does own a car.

No sign of ever
using a bus.

He's beginning to sound like
Snow White, except for his
weakness for fringe benefits.

Mm-hmm. That's what
this second record is for.
Oh, we've got company.

Hello.
Hi, Mario.

Oh, these are my friends,
Kelly Garrett, John Bosley.

- Yeah. I've seen you around.
- Hi.

Well, I hear
you're working
for Fred too.

We're gonna be partners.
I hope you don't mind.

Mind? Of course not.
But I didn't know
you taught disco.

Uh, yeah.
Is that what he told you?
Mm-hmm.

He's sold on you.
How about a walk?

Okay. Sure.

- How's your gout, sir?
- Gout?

Oh! Oh, well,
he's feeling much better.
Come on.

Drinking is very bad
for gout, Bosley.

Yeah, but it hurts less.

I'm gonna go set
the record straight
with Harry.

Gout? Charlie--

I [ Disco, Faint]

I [ Continues Louder]

[Doorbell Rings]

I [Stops]

Well, hello.
Hi.

Ijust wanted to drop
this new recording by to you.

It'll give you
a chance to hear it
before you get to the club.

Sure. Come on in.
Relax, have a drink,
We have plenty of time.

Oh, I don't think
you understand.

I still haven't made up my
mind about those...
fringe benefits.

No problem.
Certain things
are worth waitin' for.

- Then I'll just be
running along.
- No. No, wait.

Look, you don't have anything
to be frightened of.

Besides that,
you could do me a favor--
if you didn't mind.

- What's that?
- My car is broken.

- I wonder ifyou could
drop me off at the club.
- All right.

Well, then come on in.
Sit down, relax.
I'll get you that drink.

No, thank you.

How long has your car
been laid up?

Couple days, but it seems
a whole lot longer.
[Rings]

Just a second.
Harry here.

[Heston ]
Harry.
Hello, Mr. Heston.

Harry?
Yeah, sure. Go ahead.

I thought you should know
there's a chance my wife...

has hired some detectives
to check up on me.

That girl that's been
hanging around your booth
could be one ofthem.

Harry, do you read me?

- Yeah, sure.
I read you loud and clear.
- Well, you better.

If Marian finds out, it'll
blow the cover of who
was where

and when for both of us--

which means
you lose your future,
and I lose everything.

Well, you have
nothin' to worw about.
Everything is gonna be okay.

Is something wrong?

You know somethin '7
/ think We been
all wrong about you.

- What do you mean?
- You know--

all that stuff
about fragile,
handle with care,

mustn't touch,
hands off.

I think you'd respond
3 lot better to firm hands.

A lot better to tougher--
Hey, hey, hey!

[Knocking ]

If you don't open it up,
I'll yet! my head off.

Pop?

Harry, you're not
expecting me?

Why would I be expecting you?

Today, on this day?

Oh, my God.

I'm sorry. I-I forgot.

- Why didn't you remind me?
- I didn't think
I had to remind you.

We see your mother
and bring flowers”,
every year on this day.

took, some in, please.
And then well go
to the cemetery together.

Never mind. I'll go alone.
Probably better that way.

Look, this is private.
I was just leaving.

Look at yourself--
laying around all day,
drinking, wasting your life,

playing records
at that club for fools
who never work.

Papa, please. Stop.

You want the truth, Harry?
You make me sick!

I'll take
a rain check, Harry.
Wait!

Now look what
you made me do!

Good-bye, Harry.

No, look. Please--
Please, stay.
Someday, when I'm not ashamed.

[Quietly]
I'm gonna kill you again, Pop.

I said, I'm gonna
k-kill you... again.

I'm gonna kill you.
I'm gonna kill you.

l'm gonna kill you.

[ Vehicle Engine Revs]

Hey! Hey!

very 900d. [Squeals]
Very good!

You know, I think he'd
rather I become a dancer
instead of a lawyer.

Listen, if your courtroom
manner is anything like
your dancing,

you can take your choice.

Miss Munroe,
couldl speak to you
for a minute, please?

Sure.
Excuse me.

I've been watching you,
Miss Munroe.
Oh, well, that's nice.

I'm flattered
that you're taking
such an interest.

Well, don't be.
Whatever you say.

The bits and pieces
don't quite fit together
with the little girl...

who wants to get in here
and hustle all day.

Oh, well, what can I say?
Ijust-- [Clicks Tongue]
love to dance.

- You are a phony,
and I know who sent you,
- I don't know what you mean.

Oh, come on.
Wipe that silly look
off your face.

Start talking about
why you're really here.

[Chuckles]
You know, my mama used to say,

when people start throwing
around wild accusations, they

usually have somethin'
to hide.

Youare accusing me
after what you did?
You two-faced little fink!

0h!

0h!

[Both Grunting]

Stop it.
Stop it!
Leave me alone!

My, she certainly
has a temper, doesn't she?
Now, what's this all about?

She's fired,
her and her friends!
Now wait a minute.

I don't care. I don't want her
snooping around here anymore.

I was just dancing with Mario.

We know what you're up to--
you and all your friends--
detectives.

So that's what
you phoned Harry about.

That's why he started
chasing me all around
his apartment.

Yeah.
Yeah, Ifeltthat Harry
should be warned...

that you and your friends
are working for my wife.

took, you can tell Marian
she can have the divorce,
everything.

W-Wait.
You think we're working
for your wife?

What's the difference?
I've had it. I'm fed up
with her boozing.

She's finally driven me
to what she's always
been accusing me of.

She can have it--
club, everything.
Wait a minute!

You're gonna give her
the club?
Now, look.
We'll work everything out.

Excuse me.
Can you work out
the settlement later?

How did you get Harry
involved in all this?

I had to.
I needed an alibi. I--

Iwas with Connie
the night that beach bum,
James Hannah, was killed.

After my argument with him,
I was a suspect. I couldn't
tell the truth to anyone.

Well, I'm sorry
to disappoint you, but we're
not working for your wife.

- You're not?
- No. We are detectives, but
yourwife is not our client.

- She's not?
- No.

Oh. Well, now, that--
[Chuckles]

I mean, that puts a different
light on things, doesn't it?

Does it?

Look, there's no need to be
rash about these things.
Like not getting a divorce?

No need to run into things and
give up the club
and everything.

Didn't I just say that?

Look, lhate to interrupt
at this delicate point,

but what we're doing here
is very important.

If you don't mind,
we need your cooperation.
In fact, we Insist on it.

[No Audible Dialogue]

Hey, I don't want to see
you hangin' around
here anymore.

Well, that's too bad,
because she works here,
and I'm her guest.

We'll see what Mr. Heston
has to say about that.

Why don't you just stick
to your background music?
Why don't you stay
out of this?

As far as I'm concerned,
you're expendable around
here too.

Get out of my way, old man.

- [Montero ]
Go ahead. Get him fired!
- Mario.

It's all right.
Let him go.

He's a fella
with a bad temper.
Best he cool off first.

His job means nothing.
He is not like you.

He doesn't belong here.
He's going to be something
important-- a lawyer!

- [Buzzer Sounds]
- Hello.

Hey, uh, M-Mr. Heston, about
that girl who pitches records
and her friend--

0h, there's nothing
to worry about, Harry.
Iwas mistaken.

They are not working for
Marian. In fact, they're after
the Bus Strangler.

[Chuckles,
Breathes Heavily]

The Bus Strangler.

Yeah. I, uh--
So you don't have to
lie for me.

I told them they could hang
around, but they'd probably
be wasting their time.

Yeah.

- [Banging 0n Glass ]
- [Dialogue Muff/ed,
indistinct]

[ Muffled, Indistinct]

[ Muffled, Indistinct]

I [ Disco, Faint]

I [ Continues Loud/y]

[Harry 0n PA. ]
Stay in today, troops.
Bad vibrations out there.

Keep it goin ',
Think young. Stay young.

A-A-Age abuses
God's patience.
We know! Don't we know...

that the wind out there
is sighing.

The old... man...
is dy-ing, ahl

Yeah!

Hello.
Hi.
Hi.

Did Charlie check
on Harry's car?
Yep.

And you were right.
It didn't get laid up.

He lost his license
for drunk driving.

- When was this?
- About, uh, four months ago--

just before
the Bus Strangler
killed his first victim.

- I'm gonna go talkto him.
- You better go with her.

Uncle Harry loves you.

Yes, but keep it mo vin'.

Dig the beat.
Let it in, and rock and roll!

I'm-a with ya every minute.

Keep it smooth,
because nothin'a—makes it...

like a-rock and roll!

Fill Bosley in
on what's happening.
I'm gonna go see Mario.

Mario.
Yeah?

Do you know where
your father is?
Takin' a walk on the beach.

He's teaching his
senior citizens' dance class

in half an hour.
Anything wrong?

Uh, nothing.
Nothing.

- Did you find Harry?
- No, and Mario's father
isn't here either.

Are you worried
about the fight that
Hector had with Harry?

Yes, lam. Ifyou could have
seen Harry with his father--
He was like an angry child.

Well, are you suggesting
that Harw has transferred
that anger...

to, uh, other men--
older men?

Men that remind him
of his father?

There are three victims
who fit the pattern.

- Maybe four.
- Hector.

Let's go.
All right. Why don't you
cover the outside?

The two of us will stay
and look around here
just in case.

Okay.
Right.
Right.

[No Audible Dialogue]

Thank you.

Which way's
the senior citizen's center?

He said across the park.
Let's go.

Do you see anything?

No.
Come on. Let's go.

[Chattering]

Oh, Mr. Montero.
You should be on your way
to dance class.

If I take the time to go
there, the least you could do
is to show up!

It's too nice out here.
Maybe Friday.

Did I say something wrong?
With him you never know.
[ Laughs]

Maybe Mr. Montero
took the bus.

He had to come this way.
The parking attendant
saw him.

Well, that doesn't mean
that Harry did.

That doesn't
mean he didn't.
Come on. Let's go.

Excuse us.
Hi.

Listen did, uh--
did a gentlemen go by here,
about your age, nice-looking?

- He'd be walking that way.
- No. Only the Latin Fox.

The Latin Fox?
Mr. Montero.

He teaches dancing
at the center.

Was there another man--
a younger man--
following?

That's what
it looked like, yes.

Thanks.
Thank you very much.

[Kris]
Look
[Shouts] Mr. Montero!

[Both Grunting]

- [Kris Grunts]
- All right. Hold it, hold it!

[Grunts]

Did I say it?
A bum, I said he was.
A nothing.

Did I say it?

Yes, you did,
Mr, Montero.
[ Harry Muttering ]

I'm gonna kill you again.
I'm gonna kill you again.
I'm gonna kill you again.

You don't understand.
My troops back there--
They need me!

Without me they're nothin'--
nothin' but puppets.

Without me they
are... nothin'!

[ Car Doors Closing]
They are nothin '!

[Screaming]
Without me
they are nothin '!

Without me
they aren't a thing!

They are nothing!
Without me they are nothing!

[No Audible Dialogue]

I [Disco]

[Harry's Voice 0n RA. ]
That's... it, troops.

im-a down there with ya.

Dig that beat.
Don't be shy.

isee ya. lhear ya.

And l'i/ never let ya down.

That's-a rr'ght!

Your Uncle Harry...

i-is a-watchin'... a-you!