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An electron beam laser weapon was stolen. We're supposed to send our bag

man to the stuntman's tryouts at Old Silver City.

Some folks around here think that I'm kind of a bad hombre.

I hope you can handle that Gatlin gun.

I'm going to take care of this hero.

Dom, this is Caitlin.

Come in.

Any minute now.

All set.

The convoy's on schedule.

Ready? All right. Hit it.

Come on, get that lock off there. We ain't got all night.

Let's move it, guys.

Carl, what's going on here?

I mean, this wasn't part of the plan.

Hey, level with me, buddy.

Don't concern yourself.

Yeah, I thought we were partners, Carl.

partners dennis you're hired help a hundred thousand dollars for a few

minutes work no questions yeah but you forgot to mention the size of this

escort this deal is a whole lot bigger than you let on i think we just may have

to renegotiate don't get greedy slade you take your hundred thousand and spend

it in good health

Pack it up.

Well, Leo, what do you think?

I think how much?

Gee, Leo, a big-time arms broker like you ought to know what something like

this is worth.

But since I'm not a greedy man, let's say $10 million.

I usually get 10% to arrange the transaction.

They'll have to pay your share.

You know, Carl, when a weapon like this is stolen, the border slams shut in a

hurry.

You'll be expected to deliver to an Eastern Bloc country if you want your

money. I'm aware of that.

Don't worry.

I'll get it out of the country.

If you can, there's a good chance I can make a deal.

I'll be in touch.

Drive carefully, Leo.

We gotta talk.

I just heard what you asked me. Eavesdropping can be a very dangerous

hobby, Slade.

Ten million dollars, and you're offering me a measly hundred thou.

I'm not gonna let that happen.

So what are you gonna do? Go to the cops?

What, and take the rap for murdering those two guards?

No way.

I'm gonna give you a bit of free advice, Slade.

You're playing in the big leagues now.

You start going around making idle threats, somebody's gonna hand you your

head.

Got it

Look

enough

already. All you need is this and a pair of swim trunks

Sometimes less.

Sounds like my kind of place.

What's the matter?

Uh, nothing.

Let's get going.

Now.

No, Michael, no.

The answer is absolutely no, not.

Hawk, I'm glad I caught you.

You didn't catch me, Michael. I've got five days off and I'm on my way to the

north shore of Oahu.

Oahu, huh?

Whatever gave you that idea?

I'm Michael Coldsmith Briggs.

Kiki Tanabe.

Kiki.

Hawk and I need to talk.

No, we don't.

Could you excuse us?

For just a couple of minutes, please.

Uh, Kiki, would you mind waiting on the front porch just for a minute?

Okay, but remember I have to meet the rest of the flight crew in 45 minutes.

Just a second.

Stewardess, huh?

I must start flying commercial more often.

You're aware of the firm's laser weapons research?

Vaguely. It's ray guns, proton blasters, stuff like that.

Yeah, well, embarrassingly, we... We're missing one.

What's this we stuff, Michael?

Don't you mean that you guys are missing one?

24 hours ago, the Mongoose, an electron beam laser weapon, was stolen by parties

unknown while it was in transit to our secret testing site.

I needn't tell you all hell is coming down, starting with the president

himself.

High priority, huh?

A man called this morning who was part of the heist. He offered us the name of

the individual who has the Mongoose in exchange for $1 million.

So pay him. A million bucks is pocket change to you guys. Oh, we intend to.

It's the how that's a little bit tricky. That's why I need you.

We're supposed to send our bag man to the stuntman's tryouts at Old Silver

City. Tryouts? Yeah, it's a touring Wild West show. They start tomorrow.

You can take Dominic and Caitlin, too, if you think they'll be of any help to

you. You work around stunt people all the time. You know the lingo. If anyone

recognizes you, it'll look 100% legitimate.

Let me tell you something.

We do aerial stunts, not cowboy stuff.

Doesn't a firm have some buckaroo on the payroll?

No, we don't.

Come on, I know you can ride a horse. You can fake the rest of it until you

make the payroll.

How am I supposed to find this guy, anyway? He says he'll find you.

So?

Are we set?

No. No, Michael, I'm sorry.

I'm pleased again this year to be host to the Stuntman's audition for Annie

Oakley's Wild West show.

It's an exciting day, folks, so be ready for action at any time.

Where's that lockdown farmer who claims she's Annie Oakley?

Looks like we might have some trouble, folks, but there's no need to panic.

Annie can take care of this sidewinder.

You calling me out?

I'm calling you a sneaking cow that don't deserve to be called an ugly.

And the ugly is the best shot there ever was, and you're a fake.

Maybe you'd like to try me.

It's your funeral, lady.

Uh-oh, folks, watch yourselves.

They're fixing to tussle.

Miss Fancy Pants is running the show here. Think she's connected?

Oh, yeah, she's connected all right. Well connected.

I guess I'll mosey on over and see what can get us a tryout.

Mosey? Did you hear him, Don? You give the guy a cowboy hat and a pair of boots

and he thinks he's Gary Cooper.

Mom, that was great. You thought it was pretty good, huh?

Sure, Mom. You're the best.

No, thanks, honey.

Thought I'd count on you.

Excuse me, ma'am.

Yeah.

Friends and I just arrived. We're kind of looking to see if we can get a

tryout. Well, are you experienced stunt people?

Yes, ma'am.

What are your specialties?

Well, Caitlin there, she can ride just about anything. You can find a place to

set her on it. And Dom, he used to double Yakima Canuck.

Horsepucky! Reds.

Mom, everyone knows that Yakima Canuck was the greatest stuntman ever. No one

doubled him.

Mm-hmm. But that doesn't give you any excuse to use language like that, you

know?

Fine-looking boy.

Actually, it took us a lot of work to get him to say Pucky.

Now, you were telling me about your background.

Myself?

I can ride it, rope it, fall it down. If it steps on me, I can cut its throat and

eat it raw.

Well, I'm sorry, Mr. Hawk. We don't have any room for you today, but we could

give you a try out tomorrow.

You'll be fine with me.

Hey, say, didn't we work on a little feature down in Mexico? Something called

Death of a Mongoose?

Maybe for that firm deal of productions.

That's right.

It's good to see you again.

Why don't you fill this thing out? Bring it back with you tomorrow.

Thank you, ma'am.

It's my pleasure.

I just hope you're half as good as your sales pitch.

How'd you do?

I got us a tryout.

Oh, my aching back.

You mean we're going to be up half the night practicing?

Well, not really. I found our snitch.

Find out anything?

Well, the deputy sheriff said it looks like an accident.

That Slade was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

I worked the crowd. Nobody seems to have seen anything.

Stuntman said Slade was neither particularly liked nor disliked.

I know what it looks like, but I don't know.

It just doesn't seem like an accident to me.

What happened?

The man got hit by a four-pronged hay hook.

That's what happened.

And you didn't get to talk to him?

No. Damn the talk.

The president himself called the old man today. They want the mongoose back or in

a thousand little pieces, whichever can happen first.

What do you want me to do, Michael?

I got sent here to bird dog some snitch who all of a sudden is not talking at

all. Sorry.

Running into stone walls makes me a little cranky.

Besides, I got a feeling a mongoose is here somewhere.

That could be.

You know, I wouldn't know it if they served it to me for breakfast.

I'll get you a sketch and the specs on the weapon.

Lydia here will deliver it tomorrow.

Anything else you need?

Well, what about the woman?

Her real name's Louise Mackey. She's an army brat.

Her father taught her how to shoot. He was in the army's pistol team. Any

financial problems?

Not really.

She's not getting rich, but she's making it.

What about personal?

No serious relationship at the moment.

One previous marriage that didn't last very long but resulted in a son, Rex.

Lives with her parents while she's on the road.

For the past year, she's been involved in a custody battle with her ex-husband,

a man named Stern.

We're checking on him right now.

Other than that... So you want us to stay here, nose around, and see what we

can find out, right? Yeah.

Right now, you're the only chance we've got.

I can't afford any mistakes, Larson. Are you sure it's the right size?

No sweat.

You do nice work.

It'll be ready by tomorrow?

Yes, sir.

Fine. Then we'll proceed just as planned.

And here she comes.

How about that, folks?

Peyton and O'Shaughnessy doing a pony express.

Oh, well, a little too good. I'd better look out or you'll have my job.

Thanks.

Look out, folks. There's trouble on the saloon roof.

The sheriff has finally caught up with us.

Better get your caverns ready, folks.

All right, kid.

You're under arrest.

Watch it, Sheriff.

Sorry string I blew it Are

you

alright

Got to tell you, that was the best ball I have seen in a long time. You look

totally out of control.

Well, that's the way it's supposed to be, isn't it?

Congratulations.

Very realistic.

Well, thank you, ma'am. You know what they say, practice makes perfect.

The blood's a nice touch, too. It almost looks real.

Yeah, that's the good stuff. I make it myself.

Beauty, Mr. Hawk.

You know, I'd sure like to use you guys, but we don't usually have a high fall

set with a traveling show.

But didn't you list automatic weapons as one of your specialties? Well, yes, I've

had my hands on a few a time or two.

You think you can handle a Gatling gun?

Handle it?

Why, he can lay down a field of fire and make it whistle Dixie while he's doing

it. Well, that's great.

I've been working on a routine where I shoot against a Gatling gun.

So why don't we give it a try after lunch?

I'd be fine by me.

All right.

I'd better get the show back on the road, though.

Got to keep them hopping.

Come on, partner.

Congratulations. Well, I thought everything worked out real fine, huh?

The crowd loved us.

Maybe I should have broken my neck for real.

It might have been the hit of the show.

Oh, Stray.

So, uh, do we have a deal?

What happened?

Their eyes lit up like it was Christmas morn.

You got it. Ten million on delivery.

They want to know when and where they can take it.

I plan on having the weapon in East Berlin in about two weeks.

Excellent.

Listen, Carl, they want this weapon at any cost.

If you run into trouble, call me at this number.

I usually don't get involved, but I'll make an exception in this case.

I've got connections in Mexico.

I can arrange for you to take the weapon across the border and from there into

Cuba. Remember, anything goes wrong.

Right. I'll call you.

Howdy, partner. Hi, Mr. Hawk.

How's things going?

Okay, I guess.

You don't sound too sure.

The tryouts are over tomorrow.

My grandparents are coming to get me so Mom can go on tour again.

Can I put a burr on your saddle?

Well, they're real nice.

But I wish I could stay with Mom.

You know, son, now and then, some of us have to go down a stretch of bad road.

I figure a tough young guy like you can handle it.

I guess so.

Speaking of tough, I noticed you got some chew.

Yeah, you want some? Not me.

You know, some folks around here think that I'm kind of a bad hombre.

Tell you the truth, that stuff there makes me sick.

Really?

Turns my stomach.

How long you been chewing it?

Years.

Well, you know, I'm not one to put my nose in a man's business.

Well, I don't think a youngster...

I ought to have no chew.

Aw, come on, Mr.

Hawk. All those cowboys chew.

Or dip snuff.

Some do both.

Whatever you say, Bart.

My baby, lift your head up.

You'll feel better now.

Just lie down for a little while.

She

went

back up.

What did he think he was doing?

I don't know.

But if it's any consolation...

Neither one of us are very happy every time he has to go back to my folks'

house.

What's the way around it now?

Now?

The show's no place for him. We're in a different town every week. But it's what

I do.

I can't sew. I can't type.

I'm an entertainer, and I'm good at it.

And I like it, except for... Except for leaving Rex.

Looks like you got a pretty raw deal, cowboy.

You rescue my son, and for a reward, I dump my troubles on you.

Don't you worry about it.

This is how you get going.

I'll see you at the trials, huh?

Hey, Hawk.

I hope you can handle that Gatlin gun, because I'd like having you around.

She's all yours.

String, what happened? You okay?

A powder burn.

I never had that happen before.

This is what did happen, buddy.

Look, man, this gun doesn't belong to me. I'm only the property master. I just

rent him.

Probably a hot load.

Gatling gun's an antique.

Just couldn't take the pressure.

Come on, let him take a look at that arm.

You know, Larson, you are the property master.

That makes you responsible, unless that's more than you can handle.

What do you expect me to do about it?

This thing just happened. I expect you to handle your job like a professional.

That way accidents like that won't just happen.

I'm real sorry about your arm, Walt.

But like you stunt boys say, that's why we pay you the big money.

You mean we got the job?

Sure did.

We'll work on the act a little bit later. That is, if we can get Larson to

get his act together and get us a working gun.

Excuse me.

More trouble in Silver City?

I thought I told you you weren't welcome here.

Got to talk to you about Rex.

Well, we're on anyway.

It'll be a lot easier to move around now.

Dominic, why don't you go see if you can get a handle on what really happened

with that Gatlin gun?

You too?

You got the feeling that this accident wasn't just an accident?

I think we've all got that feeling, Dom.

I'll see you.

And Caitlin, why don't you go check out Annie's new trouble? See what you can

turn up.

Looks like I've got a date with an angel.

I thought it was clearly understood that any communication between us would be

through our lawyers.

Oh, look, Annie, those people are only interested in our money. I'm interested

in our son.

The boy needs his father.

Oh, that's a very good call.

You've been reading fortune cookies again, huh?

You know, if I had my way, you'd never see Rex again, never interfere in our

lives. Well, that can be arranged.

What do you mean?

I got a proposition for you, Annie.

How would you feel about giving up the first three months of your tour here and

taking the show to Europe?

They're mad about anything from the American West.

Look at these cities.

Birmingham, Manchester, Florence, Turin, Frankfurt, Munich, East Berlin.

I have commitments here, signed contracts.

I can take care of those. I can take care of everything.

Visas, permits, whatever.

Instead of playing in front of hundreds in Altoona, it'll be thousands every

night.

What's in it for you, Carl?

Simple. 30% of the gross. Your share will be more than double what you'd make

here.

Now, what do you say, Anna?

I say no.

I have commitments, I have contracts. People in Altoona are looking for me.

I see.

How would you feel if I gave up the custody suit for Rex?

Why would you do that?

All right, I guess you might as well know.

I've got money troubles, big ones.

I'm in deep to a loan shark.

This money will square me.

Now, that sounds more like the Carl that I know, willing to give up his own son

for a couple of bucks. Hey, I'm not going to do him much good floating in

the river.

Help me, honey.

Please.

Hey, Annie.

I'm hauling the Gatlin to the gun shop.

Just make sure it's fixed properly.

I'll think about your offer.

I'll be around.

Say yes, Annie.

Present from heaven?

Archangel might like your analogy, but I'd call it hell from above.

Hock Stern wants Annie to take the show to Europe, including East Berlin.

Archangel might just be right.

Can you imagine a better way to get past customs than have it disguised as a show

prop?

Hock, Dom's trailing that gun.

Better go back him up.

Damn it!

a couple of side roads up there.

Oh, my God.

Honk.

Kate, set this thing down now.

Right.

Pop my beer.

How am I gonna explain this to the rental agency?

Tommy, you okay?

Yeah, I'll tell you one thing. You look like hell.

Oh, thanks.

I knew you'd make it.

Anyway, we figured out that Gatling gun accident.

Yeah, but you still lost the gun. I got an idea that he's gonna bring it back.

And he's gonna bring it back all repaired.

Yeah, with a mongoose disguised inside of it.

Dom, it's time for you to go get the lady.

Hey, that suits me fine.

I'm tired of being a cowboy.

You got a plan?

Right now, I don't think anybody's got a plan.

We're on to Stern, Stern's on to us, or at least he knows we're close.

The best thing we can do is just call his hand.

How do we do that?

Watch.

You've got to be kidding me.

Star Wars lasers and Carl involved with them?

Hawk. The man's a lot of things, but he's not a traitor.

We do know that Carl wants to ship something out of the country.

We kind of think that he wants to use your company's prop boxes to disguise

it. Well, can you prove any of this?

No, not yet.

We had an informant that was supposed to identify the head man when he was

killed.

Dennis Slade.

And you think Carl murdered him?

Hawk, I was married to this man. I know him.

He's Rex's father.

Hell, right now he's involved in a custody suit for his son.

The custody battle's been pretty tough on Rex, hasn't it?

Well, sure.

I have an idea maybe it'll be over soon.

I'd like to give you a piece of advice, Annie.

Don't you let Carl use you.

And don't you let him use Rex to get you to do something that you might regret

later on.

You're way too nice a lady.

Who are those guys?

Beats the hell out of me, but the barrel-bellied one was definitely

tailing me.

You sure you made it look like an accident?

You should have seen it.

That car went flying off that cliff like Evel Knievel trying to jump the Snake

River.

Except Evel lived.

No, I don't like it.

You're too close.

Leo, it's Carl.

Plane ready?

Clearance into Cuba?

Comrades will pay my price.

Good. We should see you within the hour.

Hawk!

You were right. About what?

Everything. Carl and the weapon. He's got it hidden in the blacksmith's shop

and he's planning to leave soon.

We'll see about that. Come on.

Enough gas?

Hey, Mr. Stern, how about I escort to Mexico?

You two stay here. Stop any uninvited guests from coming here. Wait just a

damn minute.

This is my show, my ex-husband, and I'm a better shot than you will ever be.

There is no way I'm staying out here.

Annie, what is this?

Save it, Carl. I know all about the mongoose.

Hold it right there.

You always did have guts, Annie.

Now you're gonna be my insurance ticket.

Valentine, take care of him.

Larson, we're out of here.

Let's go!

You know, Burke, there's no reason to rush this.

You ever see a man get kneecapped?

You take care of these two.

Crying contact Don, will you?

Al broke loose around here. Stern and one of his men are headed for the border

with the weapon in a truck. Hawk's after him on a motorcycle.

Okay. Any fix on that direction?

Yeah, they were headed southeast out of here.

Roger. I'm on my way.

Dom!

Stern has Annie in the truck with him.

Okay. Out.

Thank you.

I'm gonna take care of this hero.

Okay, boys.

I can't shoot at you.

But maybe I can scare you to death.

I'll cut your string.

Uh-oh.

Try the landing gear again.

Easy, sweetheart. We can make it.

How bad is it?

Bad enough.

Forward scanner's out, and those turbos are blinking malfunction, and you can't

dodge lasers without those turbos.

We're gonna have to.

So what else?

Those guys are five miles from the border.

Come on. Come on with me, honey.

Larson, a couple of more miles and we got it made!

Two.

Strang, just a little over a mile to the border.

I'll never be able to thank you guys enough as it is, but I have one little

favor to ask you.

Anybody know a good tutor?

I've decided to take Rex with me on tour.

All right!

No part of your mom's going to be keeping a pretty tight rein on you.

Better watch your step.

Yeah, I know, Mr. Hawk. No cussing, no chewing.

Yeah, but you can chase all the girls you want.

I'll be seeing you down the road, Ohas.

Right, pardner.

Bye. Thanks again. Bye.

They're going to do just fine.

I just wish I could find myself a cowboy that cute.

Uh-oh.

Here comes a man looking for his mongoose.

Where's my gun?

The mongoose.

I'm afraid you're going to have to write that off, Michael. It's just this side

of the border in about a thousand little pieces.

Pieces?

Little pieces.

Well, c'est la guerre.

Oh, by the way, I've brought you a message.

From Kiki.

Kiki?

It just says aloha.

Supposed to mean hello or goodbye or what?

I can't tell, but when she gave it to me, she was with this individual.

Very tan, very blonde, and with about a thousand perfect teeth.