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Gosh! Wonder Woman.

Wonder Woman!

Wonder Woman!

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Yes.

Oh, sure. Put him on. Line 1?

Yes, Doctor.

I beg your pardon?

No, I don't mind coming down.

I appreciate you calling.

Fine. I'll be right there.

-Steve.
-Yeah.

-I've to run to the hospital.
-What's happened?

Ten minutes ago, Wonder Woman
was brought into Emergency.

Okay.

What?

Diana.

We realized almost immediately

that it wasn't
the real Wonder Woman.

But we called
the IADC anyway.

Why?

Because of the resemblance

with the makeup
and the wig she was wearing.

She's been unconscious
since they brought her in.

Well, is she going
to be alright?

X-rays show a concussion
but she seems to be very fit.

She'll pull through
with no problem.

And you have no idea
who she is.

Actually, I was rather hoping
that you might tell us...

knowing Wonder Woman's
affiliation with the IADC.

Obviously, she isn't
the real Wonder Woman, but--

Obviously somebody is taking
advantage of her resemblance.

If you don't wish to tell me
the whole story, I understand.

Secrets are the prerogative
of the IADC.

I assure you, that we don't
know who she is.

But it might be
a good idea to find out.

Can I see the costume
she was wearing?

Certainly.

Dr. Jacob, please report....

Due to the unusual nature of
this case, we had it locked up.

The clothes
from Room 408, please.

Oh, certainly, Doctor.

You can get into med school
on a football scholarship?

Hardly.

Seems that he was wearing
a football jersey

instead of a lab coat.

- Who?
- Him.

The other physician attending
to our Mary Doe.

As far as I know, I'm the only
one who's been assigned to her.

What are you doing?

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- She's okay.
- Get security.

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There's no way to trace
that syringe?

It contained a lethal mixture
of chemicals

found naturally
in the human body...

and easily obtained.

Whoever tried to kill her
knew what he was doing.

Maybe the costume will
give us some answers.

Sgt. Cline, no one enters unless
his or her name is on that list.

Yes, Ma'am.

Please report to the main
office.

Dr. Riley, please call your
service.

Yes, this is Lt. Smith,
19th Precinct.

I must talk to Sgt. Cline.

I believe he's on duty there
at the hospital, fourth floor?

Thank you.

Yes, he is. One moment,
please. I'll get him.

Could even fool the real
Wonder Woman, don't you think?

Oh, I don't know.

Good, a label. "McCoy Wardrobe,
Arlington, Virginia."

That shouldn't be
too hard to check out.

Thank you
very much.

- Sgt. Cline here.
- I'd like to know when...

she comes around. Let me know
when you find out who she is.

- Is someone on the line?
- There was.

Is something wrong,
Sgt. Cline?

She said I had an urgent call
from headquarters.

- He did.
- Guess someone made a mistake.

Oh, no!

Nancy.

Nancy.

One move and you're dead.
Step away from there. Now!

- Okay, no problem.
- Drop that and kick it here.

- They're just roses.
- Do it!

Now get up against the wall
and spread them.

Relax, Sergeant.
They are roses.

Not until I find out
what's in his pockets.

Spread them.

- Okay, who are you?
- Todd Daniels.

I'm a friend
of Nancy's.

I figured maybe no one was
supposed to see her. I had to.

I've been worried sick.

- That's her name? Nancy?
- Nancy Clark.

Is she going
to be alright?

She had a concussion
but she'll be fine.

- Thank goodness.
- He's clean. Come on, buddy--

Wait, Sergeant. Let me have
a minute with him, okay?

How did you know
Nancy was here?

I heard on the news that a girl
wearing a Wonder Woman costume

was hospitalized.
So I figured it was Nancy.

Why?

What was she doing
posing as Wonder Woman?

She poses as a lot of things.

She's a model.
Wants to be an actress.

I keep telling her,
"Don't worry, you'll be one."

She's so beautiful.

Who hired her?

I don't know.
She didn't tell me.

- Did you ask?
- Yeah.

Well, I wonder why
she didn't tell you.

Okay.
She wouldn't tell me.

She wouldn't. So she's
not your girlfriend?

No, she's a girl who lives
upstairs from me. That's all.

- Where do you live, Todd?
- Claremont Apartments on Third.

Just head right on back there,
fella. And you darn well--

Look, I'm gonna stay,
if it's all the same to you.

- It's not. You're leaving.
- Wait, Sergeant. Let him stay.

If there's another
attempt on her life--

Attempt on her life?

- No way I'm leaving.
- Look, kid--

Let him stay. I'll take
full responsibility.

Okay. Full responsibility.
You heard her.

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

Don't worry about her.
She'll be fine.

Just press the buzzer for the
doctor when she comes around.

I'll do that. Miss?

- Yes.
- What kind of trouble she's in?

That's what I intend
to find out.

You idiot!

First that girl wanders all over
creation in that costume...

then you botch the opportunity
we have to get rid of her.

You're every bit as
muscle-brained as you appear.

I told her time and time again,
don't wear it in public.

What more could I do?

You could've made sure
she didn't wear it in public.

She was on her way home
from our rehearsal.

How would I know she'd try
and rescue some kid?

The point is, she did.

And now all
my plans are ruined.

Look, get me any one of those
other girls you auditioned.

I can teach her the stunts
by tomorrow night. Guaranteed.

That's the least of my problems,
you imbecile.

Thanks to your trainee and you,
the police are involved.

To not mention the real Wonder
Woman and probably the IADC.

- If that girl opens her mouth--
- She's not going to.

I warned her about people
with overactive vocal chords.

Just like you warned her not
to wear that costume in public.

When she comes to and finds out
someone tried to kill her...

she'll keep her mouth shut.
Guaranteed.

Very well, Mr. Roman.

I'm going to call in
one of our runners-up.

You will have 24 hours
to get her ready.

- No problem.
- No mistakes.

Gentlemen, I said four
tables up front, not five.

Five tables up front
ruins the entire floor plan.

Please, gentlemen, be very
careful with that statue.

- Mr. Percy. Good to see you.
- Thank you.

You look a bit bedraggled,
for 2:00 in the afternoon.

I just heard
from Mrs. Havenhurst.

Everybody she invited to dinner
tomorrow is coming.

Every last one.

That's only 30 people.
Isn't it, John?

Only 30? They're only the 30
richest people in Washington.

Maybe in the entire country.

"The Golden Thirty." Right here
in the hotel that I work for.

What a marvelous
opportunity to introduce...

so many highly influential
people to Myerton hospitality.

Or sour them on it for good
in case anything goes wrong.

- Care for some coffee?
- No, thanks.

- Do you mind if I do?
- Not at all. Go ahead.

- Nothing's going wrong, is it?
- No, of course not.

There, you see,
you worry too much.

I'm sure everything
will go as planned.

In the meantime, I'd like
to rehearse my models...

on the stage this evening,
if that's all right.

As long as I get to watch.

I understand your models
are really quite something.

It's all in the eye
of the beholder, John.

And perhaps in a well-placed
dab of makeup or two.

- I'll see you this evening.
- Right, Mr. Percy.

- Thank you.
- Bye-bye.

No, gentlemen. I said four
tables up front.

Not three,
not five. Four.

That many. You see?

Would you page
Mr. John Austin, please?

John Austin, call on house line
three. John Austin.

Thank you.

John Austin.

I sincerely hope that
Mrs. Havenhurst's husband

is planning to attend your
hotel's bash tomorrow night.

Listen, you creep.

Your threats didn't
frighten me two days ago

and they don't
frighten me now.

Why should you be frightened?
It isn't you I intend to murder.

They're just crank calls,
Steve. Nothing more.

If somebody really wanted
to kill Ambassador Havenhurst...

why would he call
and tell me about it?

Why would he do it at a charity
event featuring a fashion show?

If you're convinced the guy's
mad, what are you doing here?

Advice, old buddy.

I was hoping you'll suggest
a way out of this mess.

- You told anybody else?
- No way.

This shindig tomorrow night
will be the biggest event...

ever held at a Myerton Hotel
anyplace in the nation.

If I do anything
and mess up

there goes my whole
career with Myerton.

If you don't cancel the event
and something does happen....

Not only do I lose my career...

I could've somebody's death on
my conscience for a lifetime.

So you're in no position
to take a chance...

- that those calls weren't real.
- Exactly.

Alright. I'll tell you
what I'm going to do.

Because it's a government
official

whose life's
being threatened...

I can make security
arrangements for your show.

I don't want to put you
in a bond.

- It's no problem. Really.
- Thanks.

If word of this
leaks out

the party's ruined
and I'm down the drain.

I'll stop by tonight and take
a close look at the setup...

and maybe we can come up with
some discreet security measures.

Hello. Oh, yeah.
Thanks a lot.

A government agency,
discreet?

There's a first time
for everything.

- I'll see you tonight.
- Okay.

- Thanks, Steve.
- You bet.

Diana?

Hi, Steve. You got anything
on Nancy Clark?

As a matter of fact, I do.

- Police record.
- You're kidding.

Nothing big, but she won't want
to brag about it back home.

- Trace that costume yet?
- Spoke to the shop owner.

Getting him to tell for whom it
was made was like pulling teeth.

He gave a name and address.
I'm going there.

Okay, but keep me posted.

I'll be very interested
to know why...

a girl with a police record
was posing as Wonder Woman.

So will I.

Nancy?

Hi, kiddo.
How you doing?

Toad.

- Todd.
- I know your name.

What are you doing...?

What am I doing here?

You were in an accident.

The rescue squad
brought you in.

I can't remember.

You were wearing
a Wonder Woman costume...

and trying to help some kid.

How many people know? I mean,
about what happened to me?

You made the noon report
on Channel Two.

Oh, no.

You in trouble, Nancy?

Get lost, okay?

Come on, Nancy.
Let me help you.

Somebody tried to kill you

right after you were brought
in this morning.

- Kill me?
- Yeah.

Percy...

- ..wants me dead.
- Percy?

- Who's Percy?
- Oh, just get lost.

Tell me what kind of trouble
you're in. I can help.

- I'd do anything to help you.
- You're really such a jerk.

- What, for caring about you?
- You don't even know me.

Let me tell you
something, turkey.

You know why I got
that modeling job?

You know why they hired me?

- Because you're beautiful.
- Because I got a record.

Check forgery
and shoplifting.

They figured anybody desperate
enough to break the law once...

wouldn't mind doing it again.

They were right.

How does that grab you?

My brother's been busted
three times for marijuana.

Just get out of here, please.

My head feels like
it's going to burst.

I'll tell the doctor.

Just leave.

No matter what you say,
whatever mess you're in...

I'm going to help
get you out of it.

I wish you liked yourself
half as much as I like you.

Jerk.

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Hold it!

Just how many stories
did she fall?

Marvelous. No.

Mr. Roman will contact you
and arrange for your pay.

And good day to you.

Pity your colleague had to
come to such a dreadful end.

But life goes on,
and you have work to do.

Such as helping me steal several
million dollars' worth

of jewels and furs...

from the cream
of Washington society.

- Fred Roman?
- Yeah?

I'm Diana Prince.

- Thanks, George.
- IADC.

I expected to see
someone else.

What you mean, is that I'm the
last person you expected to see.

I had this little problem
getting here.

Almost as if someone didn't want
me to get here at all.

Look, I got things to do.
What is it you want?

Well, I got your name from
the owner of a costume shop.

That's where I was, by the way,
when I had this little problem.

The bottom line?

I understand the shop made many
Wonder Woman costumes for you.

Why?

I spend part of the time
teaching acrobatics...

the other part arranging for
Wonder Woman to come to parties.

You train girls
to play Wonder Woman?

I teach them the stunts,
they wear the costumes.

We make a living. You got
some problem with that?

No.

A girl wearing a costume
was hospitalized this morning.

Nancy Clark. I heard about that.
Too bad.

Worse is, while she was there,
somebody tried to kill her.

Someone about your size.

Apparently he was afraid
of what she might say

if she regained
consciousness.

That's very interesting, but
I got a living to make, okay?

Okay. When I see Nancy tomorrow,
I'll surely give her your best.

Yeah, you do that.

Let's get started. You got
a lot to do tomorrow night.

Four beats, the curtain.

Five, six, seven, eight.

Very nice.
Very nice, indeed.

Remember those girls
are part of your lifestyle.

Think '20s.

Yes, switch the gun
and sit here.

Very good.

Yes, that's nice.

Sit and straight.
Very nice, indeed.

Excuse me.
Yes, I'd like that.

Leslie, you go first.

Five, six, seven, eight.

Leslie, that's your first
position. Now, Karen, we'll....

- It's broken, sir.
- Just relax, everybody...

while our mechanical wizard
earns his keep.

Fortunately, dear fellow, I have
four tapes just like that one.

- You're looking bedraggled.
- Not at all.

You just witnessed the reason
why rehearsals were invented.

- Excuse me, John.
- Oh, Steve.

Mr. Percy, Col. Steve Trevor.
Steve, Edgar Percy.

- How do you do?
- How do you do?

He's responsible
for what's happening onstage.

Really? What a delightful
responsibility.

Indeed.

What do you think?

There's no question about it.
You need professional help.

What do you suggest,
a platoon at every door?

No. What I suggest is, you limit
access to the room to one door.

Everybody going through will be
screened electronically

for weapons. And allow
a few of my agents

to circulate during the party.

This is a sit-down dinner.

I can't have your men
eyeing everybody.

- Nobody will--
- Excuse me.

I take it you're discussing
how to keep undesirables...

-out of tomorrow night's affair?
-Something like that, yes.

As you know, my models
and I have entertained...

wealthy and influential people
many, many times.

In several instances...

guards kept a discreet eye on
guests, posing as waiters.

-Three agents, in uniforms
I'll provide.

You got it.
That's a good idea.

I'll have the scanner delivered
tomorrow afternoon.

Mr. Percy, I realize that
these guns on stage are props...

- We'll need to check them.
- Of course.

But we'll see you here tomorrow
night, won't we, Colonel?

My men can handle
it without me.

No, Steve, if you're not here
it's no go on any of this.

Alright. I'll be I get
to sit at the front table.

- No problem.
- Nice meeting you, Mr. Percy.

- So long.
- Thanks, Steve.

- The tape is ready, sir.
- Alright. Excuse me, John.

Places everybody.

Exactly, the same position
you had before.

Roll the tape, please.

I'm not hiding anything.

I was coming home from
dress- rehearsing

some stunts at the gym.

I was to play Wonder Woman at
some guy's birthday party.

Then why is it that somebody
tried to kill you?

- And me, for that matter.
- I don't know.

- Somebody made a mistake.
- About both of us?

Look, you're just picking on me
because I got a record.

I make a couple of mistakes.

All of a sudden I'm open game
for anybody with a fancy ID.

Oh yeah, Badger her, call her
a liar, she's used to it.

Well, I'm not.

I'm sorry.

After all, you're here because
you saved a child's life.

Doubt if I ever
do that again.

So, you make
your living modeling?

Supposed to be the best way
to get into acting.

Like the best way
to be broke all the time.

Do you have an agent?

No, what work I get comes from
going over the want ads.

I'm trying to build up
my connections.

That's how you worked
playing Wonder Woman?

Yeah.

Caught my eye as soon
as I opened the paper.

"Big money. Opportunity
for tall, athletic...."

They offered you big money?
For a birthday party?

No, I was thinking
of another ad.

The Wonder Woman job, I got that
through a friend. That was it.

Nancy, the people
that hired you...

they want you to think, because
you made some bad decisions once

you don't know how to make good
ones. But that's not true.

You proved it yourself when you
saved that little boy's life.

My head's killing me.
I can't talk anymore.

Okay.

I'll have the doctor
look in on you.

Wait a second, miss.

Could you tell me
where I can find Mr. Percy?

He's staying in the hotel,
but I have no idea which room.

Didn't I see you hanging around
the stage last night?

Yeah. I work for the hotel.
Night shift.

I would've talked to Mr. Percy
then, but he was too busy.

Well, he'll be back tonight
for the show, that's for sure.

Excuse me. I have to go
backstage and try some costumes.

Wait a second.
Maybe you can help me.

I wanted to ask him
about Nancy Clark.

You know, the girl he hired
to play Wonder Woman?

That's her name, Nancy.

What about her?

Look, see she's my girl.

And I just wanted to know
what Percy hired her for.

- She didn't tell you?
- No.

See, she wanted to surprise me,
but I'd really rather know now.

Far be it from me
to ruin a surprise.

Just keep your eyes peeled
during the speakeasy routine.

Come in.

- Very nice, Mr. Percy.
- Thank you.

The IADC agents Trevor sent over
are tied up in a store room.

- Here's their ID cards.
- Good.

Now we simply wait for
the Colonel himself to show.

Is Wonder Woman
well rehearsed?

She'll do fine. She's waiting
for you to make her up.

Well, despite your blunder
at the hospital...

and despite Diana Prince's
knack for staying alive...

we'll soon be on our way
to South America

several million
dollars richer.

Not a bad way
to retire, Mr. Percy.

For years, I've been
famous for creating...

some of the most beautiful
faces in the world.

But the only thing
I'll be famous for tomorrow...

is pulling off the most
unique heist in history.

What makes it
even better, Mr. Percy...

is that the people you'll rob
are the beautiful people.

Well said, dear boy.
Well said.

Look at you. And I didn't
even know you were engaged.

I'm not getting married,
I'm going to work.

John asked to help him with the
party at the Myerton tonight.

I told you about it.

Yes, the threatening
phone calls.

And the security in general.

The combined income of guests
he's gonna have there tonight

would probably rival the
national treasury.

What's new on
the Nancy Clark thing?

I'm having Ira run down
the newspaper ad...

she answered to get that
Wonder Woman job.

You were going
to talk to her.

I did.

And I'm more convinced
than ever...

that she's involved in
something very big and very bad.

If you need me,
I'll be at the Myerton.

Wait a second.

Why are you leaving and it's
only 3:30 in the afternoon?

- Lots of arrangements to make.
- I wouldn't hurry, Steve.

I doubt any of Percy's models
can get free till after the
show.

Why, Diana, whatever could
you be talking about?

Col. Trevor?
Bob Roberts.

John asked me to keep
an eye out for you.

Wanted me to show
a fire exit

that might give us
a problem tonight.

- You care to take a look?
- Sure. Lead the way.

- Hello, Rover.
- Hello, Diana.

- Got something for me, I hope?
-Sure do.

Oh! Good!

Great. Not a completely wasted
Saturday afternoon.

This has got to be
the ad she answered.

It might even
have tempted me.

Good old Ira.

Four-four-nine-two.

I'm sorry. I completely blanked
out on who I was calling.

Do you wish to leave
a message for Mr. Percy?

Percy?

Percy, yes. Edgar Percy.

Yes, what is the message,
please?

Well, never mind. I'm sorry.
I'll just try later.

Looks like I'll be going
to that fashion show, too.

- How goes it, Colonel?
- Just fine. Look.

Confiscated from three
of our guests.

I explained it was for
their own good, of course.

Of course. Unfortunately, one
can hardly argue with the IADC.

How about the guns
up on stage?

Loaded and ready.

Well, I think I should
go to my room.

Make myself comfortable.
See you shortly.

How about some ??, Steve?
I saved you that table up front.

No, I'm not hungry. Besides,
I can't do my job sitting down.

Well, you're the boss.
Are you getting a cold?

You're sounding
awfully funny.

No, it's just
a little sore throat.

Another reason
for keeping my distance.

- Okay. I'll talk to you later.
- Yeah.

-Hi.
-Hi.

Talked to Mr. Percy yet?

No, I thought I'd wait till
after the speakeasy number.

Won't be long now.

That kid's still
hanging around,

the one I told you
was asking questions.

- Where?
- There.

Todd? What are you
doing here?

I'm trying to find the trouble
Nancy's in to get her out of it.

Something really big is going
to happen out there tonight.

I know, but I have
no idea what.

I can tell you
one thing.

Whatever it is,
it's not going to be good.

I can tell you another thing.
It's not going to be pleasant.

Not for you two.

I know, you've all been
looking forward to this...

so I won't waste your time
with a long introduction.

On behalf of our hostess,
Mrs. Havenhurst...

and the Myerton Hotel...

I present, "Fashions That Made
the Twenties Roar"...

featuring the Edgar Percy
models.

Hold it.

I wanna watch the show,
don't you?

Cut the tape, please.

I said, cut the tape.

Yes, the gun is real
and it's loaded. So are theirs.

Please remain in your seats.
Don't move and don't talk.

Just kindly turn all your
valuables over to my friends.

Now, move it. Come on.

Let's go, lady. Let's go.

Alright, hold it.
It's all over.

The men dressed as waiters
are my agents.

My men will collect the bag.
Start collecting, that's it.

Everybody just stay seated,
just stay calm.

Everything will be alright.
Everything is under control.

Just remain calm. Rest of you
people, drop your weapons.

Now, just stay calm,
keep your seat.

Thanks to Wonder Woman, we're
all safe.

The police have
been sent for.

The items taken from you will be
taken to police headquarters.

You'll get them back as soon as
we've photographed the evidence.

Call the police, don't worry
about that. Go.

Everything will be returned.
As quickly as possible.

Now, just be calm...

while Wonder Woman and my men
remove these people...

so they don't bother
you anymore.

Transportation will be provided
to take you to headquarters...

where you can identify
your valuables.

Real bullets this time,
Wonder Woman.

So that would've been
Nancy out there...

playing Wonder Woman
and helping them get away

with those valuables.

Maybe not. She might've....

- Steve. You okay?
- Yeah.

Another lump on the head
to go along with my collection.

Look who I found
waiting in his room...

unaware that his plans
had gone astray.

They shouldn't
have gone astray.

I had everything planned,
down to the tiniest detail.

Except you forgot to take one
thing into account, Mr. Percy.

A police record doesn't make
a person all bad.

If Nancy hadn't stopped
to save that child

you wouldn't be
on your way to prison.

Which reminds me,
I've got a phone call to make.

- Thanks for everything.
- So do I.

So do I.

I'll make reservations for two
at the Chateau Laffite.

What's the occasion?

You don't think I'm letting this
tuxedo go to waste, do you?