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The Russians know Airwolf wasn't destroyed.

You guys better watch yourselves. I don't want them getting either you or

that ship. There is a double agent in the firm.

He's been declared a mad dog.

Hang on!

We got a compressor stall.

Comrade Gaddafi claimed the secret helicopter was destroyed

by his air defenses while attempting to escape to an American carrier

in the Mediterranean.

Although our trailing submarines determined that no rendezvous with the

carrier occurred, we cannot definitely conclude the helicopter was destroyed.

since Comrade Gaddafi produced no physical evidence

despite our request.

January 30, 1984.

Thanks, guys.

Did you know about this?

Larry,

he wants to say goodbye.

Joe, the Russians know too soon, too quick.

They know what Airwolf does as soon as it does it.

They may even know about Hawk.

Larry, we're retiring today.

They pay till 5.30, they get till 5.30.

Blood pressure pills?

Cheap champagne?

Not so cheap. They like us.

Come on.

Join the party.

All right, just let me finish this up.

Although its mission was to sterilize the island,

the helicopter used weapons systems known to exist on the

secret machine, comrade Qaddafi reported, destroyed.

The machine appears, however, to be in the possession of

a civilian or non-military organization.

September 9, 84.

I'll be a son of a gun.

Mr. Barnes.

Mason. I thought you all had retired.

Not yet. Tonight's my last night.

Good luck. You deserve it.

Do you have a minute?

Is it important?

Well, it's that airwolf business.

I thought you'd finished with that. No.

It's all there, Mr. Barnes.

I know I didn't give you enough the last time, but now we have the proof.

Look at these reports. See the dates?

Well, I'll be.

There'll be a commendation in your file for this.

I'm retiring, remember?

That's our loss.

We could use more like you, Larry. I mean that. Thank you, sir.

Good night.

Night.

Uh, Don, where's the percolator?

The what?

Thing looks like a coffee pot, you know. Oh, on the desk.

Only be careful where you pick.

I fixed up the infrared scanner on Airwolf.

You fixed a $4 million top secret advanced army sensitive scanning device

with parts from a percolator, huh?

All I needed was a little hook.

You told me it was going to cost the firm $4,000.

Hey, that's why those big guys go broke. He's absolutely right, you know.

Larry, how you been?

Larry Mason. Remember, he used to work for the firm.

Who?

You're the guy who gets all those little bits and pieces of this and that from

all around the world and then puts them all together and comes up with that

important stuff.

Past tense, as of last night.

I'm a Gulf Front property owner in Mexico.

Ta-da!

Actually, it's only a coffee counter and a couple of rowboats, but it's all ours,

Joe's and mine. Hey, we're having dinner at the pub tonight.

Joe and his wife.

Maybe you could come along. Both of you.

Huh? They're great people.

I'll show you pictures of the place.

Hey, uh, Hawk, do you have a minute?

Oh, I can leave.

Uh, listen, if it's about business, Don can hear.

Have, uh... Have you ever had this place swept?

For bugs, I mean.

What's the secret about the fact that I'm in hock?

Good.

Guys, the Russians know Airwolf wasn't destroyed.

Question.

How do they know?

Maybe the same way that you pick up the stuff.

No, no, no, no, no.

I, uh... I intercept messages from embassies, from agents. Theirs, not

ours. I pick up threads.

I pick up hints.

It takes me months, sometimes years.

They do it in days and sometimes hours. They know exactly what you've done with

Airwolf. They try to cover it. They make it look like it's gathered intelligence.

But the time of discovery is too close to the event.

Moles, huh?

Oh. Brother, then he has to be in the firm.

Not just in, near the top.

Maybe even on the committee.

The British had one.

The French did.

You told this to the committee?

Too risky.

I told security.

You guys better watch yourselves. I mean, I don't want them getting either

you or that ship.

Hey, I gotta hustle.

Hey, Larry, just a second.

I'm late for a meeting at Records and Grievances.

Listen, I'll talk to you at dinner tonight.

Seven o'clock, the pub, okay?

Okay.

Just cut that damn check. It's not that simple.

Don't you understand?

If we don't bring the checks to their lawyers by 5.30 today, we blow the deal.

Apparently the computer is still rejecting your request.

I'm telling you...

We've been planning this for years.

Joe, come on. We'll get it done.

Right? I can't take this. The humiliation.

After all this time.

We're begging.

I can't take this.

My pills.

Can't you do something?

The problem is, temporary employees are not due retirement bonuses.

We're not temporary.

You call 20 years temporary?

The computer is wrong.

Joe, sit down.

You don't look well. That's it.

That's it.

No more excuses. I want my retirement bonus check now!

In black and white, here, this minute!

Not tomorrow, not next week. No stalls, no delays, no more!

It's an emergency.

Send the paramedics. Come on, Joey. Come on, Joey.

Come on, Joey.

Joey. Come on, Joey.

Come on. Come on, Joey. He's dad.

He's Clyde and I'm Mason.

Don't you even know who we are?

Come on, Joey.

Joey, come on. I can't do it all alone. I can't run it alone, Joey.

Mr. Mason.

Joey!

Where do you see this one, Joe?

I don't believe it.

Larry Mason sings the Star Spangled Banner every morning before breakfast.

Hawk, he phoned two hours ago. He said he was responsible for last night's

explosion. He wanted to talk to Archangel. I stalled. I said he wasn't

here. He said he'd call back at noon and he wanted you present.

He wouldn't do anything crazy like that unless he had a reason.

He's got a reason.

Or at least he thinks he does.

His partner died of a heart attack while trying to make a retirement claim at

that office.

Great.

What's he doing here?

Larry Mason wants him here.

What's your tie-in with Mason, Hawk?

We're friends.

His profile said he was prompt.

Mason? This is Larry Mason.

Mason, I'm gonna put you on a speaker.

I don't care what you do. Just listen.

Is Hawk there?

Yeah, Larry. It's Hawk.

I hate to drag you into this, kid, but I think you'll convince them I'm serious.

I'll sure do my best.

Okay. Take this down.

To the firm!

The matter of the status of Agents Klein and Mason is brought to your attention

for the 252nd and last time since 1958.

To cut and process their retirement bonus checks and forthwith.

Larry, I gotta tell you, they're trying to trace your call.

Don't sweat it. I got it covered.

As I was saying... If these grievances are not resolved in a check not sent to

Mrs. Joseph Klein in the next 48 hours, I will make certain classified data

available to the press every day until you comply.

Larry, this is Mirella.

How did you get your hands on our new tracking scrambler?

I didn't.

I found these plans in an old file that was rejected by development a few years

ago. It cost me $10 to make.

What did you pay?

Mason Arthur Barnes, I promise you that I will personally look into your and

Klein's grievances.

Just come in. We can talk.

I can, but he can't.

Pay what you owe.

Then pay the man his money. It's not that simple.

Why? Take it easy, Hawk. Mason and Klein signed on as temporary personnel to OSI,

but they didn't change their status when the firm absorbed OSI.

Personnel just can't reclassify them. That would set a precedent that could

open the firm to thousands of claims.

To compound the problem that temps don't get a pension, they also don't get a

medical, which means they owe the firm for health services they obtained. It

was deducted from their last checks.

I don't believe this.

Hawk, obviously he has a grievance, and we can rectify it in time.

Although, uh, his reaction was a little strong, to say the least.

The man's friend died trying to get back what he earned.

I sympathize.

But in addition to his act of terrorism last night, I just heard him threaten to

release classified information. We can't allow that.

Pay him the money.

We will.

But Barnes is right. It'll take a little time.

Then give me a little time.

I'll bring him in.

That is not our prerogative.

Then you take it to the committee.

I would like to allow Hawk time to bring Mason in.

I agree with that recommendation, except the committee should recognize that once

Stringfellow Hawk is involved, it could provoke interest from other quarters,

especially if he uses Airwolf.

I don't see any necessity for that. Do you, Hawk? No.

We can't have the other side becoming interested in this.

I understand that, sir.

Very well.

We'll give you 48 hours.

After that... Thank you, sir.

Thank you.

Okay, burn it in here. Burn one in here. I got it. I got it. I'm gonna go get my

bike, Cory. I'll be right back.

All right. I made some lunch. Is everybody hungry? All right, here. I'll

give a couple of cokes.

Okay, let it rip, Cory. You know, Larry, you just can't go around blowing up

government buildings, no matter how justified you feel.

I did that in the heat of the moment. I won't do it again.

I don't have to.

I know where all the bodies are buried.

Literally. I can make it very embarrassing for the firm.

Well, that's another thing you can't do, Larry.

You're giving away firm secrets.

Oh, nothing important. Just embarrassing stuff.

I pulled what I need out of the firm computer last night.

How in the hell did you do that?

Do I ask you how you fly a helicopter?

Hey, Hawk, I'm flat broke.

That retirement bonus is all I have. It's all Joe's wife has. And if I have

to embarrass a few people to get it, so be it.

Okay.

But before you do anything, will you talk with Archangel one-on-one?

He'll fix it, I promise.

He's waiting on us right now.

It's got pretty good pickup for an old van like this.

It's my one luxury.

It has a custom double overhead cam engine.

I found the plans in a Swedish hot rod magazine a couple of years ago.

You know, Hawk, they ought to fire all those high-tech engineers and let the

kids design the secret weapons.

What's wrong?

That's Henderson back there, Barnes's aide.

barnes's aid oh i'm sure you're surprised hey larry i swear committee

gave me 48 hours

You're going in circles.

So are they.

What are you doing?

It's called preparation.

Police shift should be changing about right now.

One delta five, see the man, 618 Western Horn. One delta five, see the man.

Where'd you learn that one?

A spy novel.

Get out.

Larry, I swear I didn't set you up. I don't know what you did, but I have to

think. So get out.

Now this game could determine the Coast Conference Southern Division

Championship. Left-hander J. Moss of the Knights looking for his 20th win.

It should be an exciting pitching duel because his closing pitcher... Teddy

Sebastian has had an equally brilliant season with the Tiger Cats.

The Knights are leading the division by a game, and the Tiger Cats have to win

to force a playoff. Now you talk about breaking.

This game to determine whether it's the Knights or the Tiger Cats to extend

their season. Get me the Knight editor. Now, baseball fans, this game is ready

to get underway. George, we just got our Emmy story.

You were to stay out of it. Henderson was acting on his own. I won't know why

until I find him.

Larry Mason was putting together airwolf reports from the other side that can

only lead to one conclusion. There is a double agent in the firm.

Why didn't you report that to the committee?

Because the mole could be on the committee.

And you think it's Henderson?

I didn't say that.

No.

But that is what you're thinking.

Think you better take a look at this This alleged particular group of

Latin freedom fighters in the Miami area was supplied with the latest in hand

weapons Explosives and bulletproof vests and they proceeded to use the equipment

against banks in the southeast Until they were finally stopped by a special

team acting outside the firm Stay tuned my informant promises more and better

bulletins

Well, he did say he knew where the bodies were.

The committee's not gonna like this.

Oh, come on.

That's nothing.

Kell left to the Senate when we go up for appropriations. I have to find him.

Well, I've still got 36 hours to bring him in.

37, to be exact.

I'd rather hear him say that.

No. This is getting out of hand. I have a responsibility, and so do you,

Michael. We can't let this continue without taking action. What kind of

action?

That's up to the committee to decide.

Michael?

He's right, Hawk.

It is getting out of hand.

Whatever his grievance, he's gone too far.

If it'll make you feel better, hit it.

Better?

Yeah.

A lot better. I think I broke my knuckle.

Look, the only thing you can do is wait for Larry to contact you again.

You know, he thinks I set him up.

He knows better.

Just give him a little time to realize it. He'll call, and you'll bring him in.

Will you tell me what action the committee takes?

Hawk.

I could lose my job.

Mm-hmm.

Well, if it'll keep you from busting any more knuckles.

Thank you.

Yeah, I see what you mean.

And it couldn't have started by itself.

I'm sorry, Dom.

It could have lost everything.

Uh-huh. Including you.

That must be Larry.

Larry? Oh, Hawk.

He's gone too far.

Morella?

Turn on Channel 3.

It's all over the news.

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

Larry Mason.

He released a story that got some of our people killed.

...has confirmed the official police findings, but refuses to comment on

allegations regarding the victim supposedly being U.S. spies.

The bodies have been identified as that of the Romanian embassy chauffeur Anton

Romacek and Irini Navovsky.

Evidently, the story as presented to us yesterday by an unknown source in the

United States was designed to expose these agents, something this reporter

could not have known at the time. It looks as though someone deep inside the

international intelligence community has a great big ax to grind.

Sources in New York confirm that communist leader...

Sandini Air. Hawk, I didn't put the finger on those agents. I couldn't.

Well, Larry, I believe you. But don't you see by staying out that you're

playing more into the hands of whoever's doing it?

Hawk, I'm scared.

Then come in.

Well, it's easy to say.

Larry. Look, I trust you, Hawk, but I need some assurances from the committee.

Give me a couple hours till 10.

Okay, you could reach me at, uh... Don't say it. Look, think of a place that we

know about. You can contact me and we know it's not bugged.

Um...

How about that place we were going to have dinner at the other night?

OK.

Gentlemen, you all have read security's report on Larry Mason, the former

reader. Recent disclosures indicate that we should declare him a mad dog.

All you can actually accuse him of so far is bad judgment.

Isn't he responsible for that disaster in Europe?

That hasn't been proven yet, sir.

Gentlemen, this is becoming wearisome for all of us. How many more dead before

we take action to stop him?

All in favor of terminating Lawrence Mason?

We must not terminate this man until we question him.

Signify in the usual manner.

Against?

Excuse me.

I'm Stringfellow Hawk. I wanted to ask some questions about Larry Mason.

I told you no on the phone.

Miss Morgan, American agents are dying because of your broadcast.

You hold it.

Don't you lay that kind of pressure on me. I had no idea when I broadcast those

items that people would die.

I'm sorry that they did, but what I have and where I get it is privileged

information.

Look.

Mason swears he didn't tip you to that last bulletin.

All I need is a way to prove that he's telling the truth.

I don't know what I can do to help you.

Could you give me the transcripts that he sent you over the computer?

Why not?

They're no longer privileged.

Thank you.

It's good?

Do I get the story?

That bad?

It's even worse than we first thought.

At least a dozen of our top people have been eliminated.

I knew some of them.

Nick, the chauffeur at the embassy.

He used to put on all these funny hats. We called him...

Niko the clown.

And Irene has control.

She was expecting a baby.

We were bringing her home this spring.

That's not Larry's fault.

It's over, Hawk. He's been declared a mad dog.

Can't do that.

He was hurt. He reacted.

But he did not send in the story that's responsible for killing those agents.

Who invited him?

I did.

Yeah, I trusted you. I trust Morella.

But no one else is to be involved until Larry comes in.

It isn't Michael's fault, Hawk, but he tied his hands.

Hawk, Larry's time is running out.

This is the only way we could go about it.

What's that?

These are Carlene Morgan's bulletins from Larry Mason.

We've already questioned her. She couldn't tell us anything.

Well, that's the information she got from Larry This is the one that got your

agents killed He didn't send him Somebody else did.

How do you know that?

Well look at it closely We all thought Larry was a reader, but he was also a

writer He wrote a report on everything he read now writers develop a style The

words are the same, but the way they put them together is entirely different. The

same way that a musician doesn't play the same song the same way as another.

Mr. Barnes, you were the one that Larry reported to. You read all his reports.

Look at the last page.

See, there's a very large difference.

He's right. The styles are very different.

I was of the opinion that Larry Mason was at the very least a fool.

It appears he may have been an innocent dupe as well.

Mr.

Hawk?

Hello?

Hawk, it's Larry.

Larry.

Archangel is here to speak with you.

Mason, we want to bring you in safely.

Where are you?

I'm in Mexico, Tampico.

He's in Mexico, Tampico.

There's an old airstrip ten miles north of there.

Los Hermanos.

There's an old airstrip at Los Hermanos. Can you get to it?

I'll find it.

Are you sure?

I read about it once.

I'll pick him up.

It would look better to the committee if he turned himself into Archangel.

Don't worry, Hawk.

We'll bring him home.

Excuse me.

Mr. Barnes.

Could I buy you a drink?

I thought you didn't like me.

I don't.

But anybody big enough to admit they're wrong.

I'll have a scotch.

Where's the John?

Hello.

It's Barnes.

Archangel is picking Mason up at a small airstrip in Los Hermanos, Mexico, just

north of Tampico.

I would estimate six hours.

Do we have a capability in that area?

We may have a pilot whose services are for hire.

Is he any good?

By all accounts, yes.

For all our sakes, he'd better be.

Hey, come on. Relax a little, will you?

Larry's on his way home and in good hands, too.

Don, there's still something wrong.

I don't know what it is, but I'll talk to you later. Oh, you proved your point

with those news reports. Take a little credit, man.

Take a little credit.

And then right, Tom Welch. Hello.

Hello, Miss Morgan.

I was wondering, this is Stringfellow Hawk.

Yes, Mr. Hawk.

You might have something for the chair, totally.

Nope, only those.

Did it help?

Oh, it all helped very much. I'm very grateful.

I just wondered if there was any further reports or... Well, I gave you

everything I have.

Okay, thank you. I'm sorry to have bothered you.

Oh, Hawk, wait a minute.

There was one thing. We changed a word.

What was that?

we said that the radio was hidden behind the wardrobe, and the original said

shifero, but nobody knew what that meant.

Shifero?

I don't know what it is either.

Well, it's a southern word, and it means wardrobe.

Thank you.

I'm sorry about what happened.

We know that.

I didn't release that story that got those people killed.

You know, I might have a grievance, but I'm not a traitor.

We know that, too.

Who do you think released it? That we don't know, but we'll find out.

Was it Henderson?

There'd be no reason for him to do it. Once he exposed himself by going after

you, he'd have no need to release information through the press.

Well, if it wasn't Henderson, you have another mole in the firm.

Do you have anything?

No. Too far to reach him on the radio.

I got a DC-9 heading for Mexico City.

Couple private jobs on the coast, but no Lear.

No jets out of Nicaragua?

Not yet.

Figure that's how Barnes will have to bring him down.

Well, maybe he's gonna wait until he landed Langley, try to knock him off

there.

Nah, no way.

He'll have to do it over Mexico or the Gulf.

Hey, hey, I got him. There's a Lear climbing out over Matizo.

Any MiGs?

Nope, just that DC-9.

Hey, wait a minute, I got something else.

That's not a MiG.

It's not even a jet.

We had to bang so hard to avoid that fool, we got a compressor stall.

Are we gonna crash? I don't know if I can help it.

An unmarked plane, 50 millimeter cannons in the wings, 2.75 rockets in the belly.

Oh, that's encouraging.

Oh, it's a P-51.

We can outrun it. Not with one engine.

why he hasn't shot us down already. Oh, you're just one bundle of optimism.

He's trying to make it look like an accident.

We're pulling away from him now.

Now he'll shoot us down.

Absolutely certain there's no hope.

They're hours overdue. Air Rescue found some wreckage along their route over the

Gulf. I feel responsible.

Nonsense. You found Henderson.

Terminated him. But too late to save Archangel, Morella, Mason.

You can have my resignation.

Perhaps after you explain why a mercenary pilot and the employer of the

Soviet mission to Mexico tried to shoot Archangel down.

Who said that?

The pilot.

After he bailed out and we picked him up.

Well, gentlemen, what can I say?

It's... been a long run for someone in my position.

I shall patiently await the next prisoner exchange.

We don't exchange what we terminate.

I can't believe I'm gonna ride in her.

Straight back to Mexico.

The committee made an exception.

The committee?

Ha! We didn't give them any choice.

What about Joe's wife?

It's done.

She gets his benefits and you get yours.

The committee also hinted they'd like you back as a senior advisor in the

reader section.

It's very nice of the committee, but maybe I'll just go ahead with the

marina.

Joe might be disappointed if I didn't.

You turning us down?

No, no, no. I didn't say that. More like, uh... I'll let you know.

Mach 2, Dom?

82,000 feet?

The fellow has gall.

And don't you forget it.

Or I'll have to tell the press about a little story that he, uh, told on you to

me. Me?

What story?

What's he talking about?

I wouldn't know sir.