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Angels, your next assignment

involves a major art theft that took place three days ago.

Five million dollars' worth of bronze and gold statuary

that was being transferred from Los Angeles Harbor

to the Wellington Museum.

I'm Tiffany Welles.

Kris Munroe.

Hi.

Kelly Garrett.

Hi.

The Bosley people. Welcome aboard.

This is Julie McCoy, our cruise director.

Hi.

Hello, welcome aboard.

Hello. Hi.

I'm Paul Hollister. This is Wes Anderson.

Hi. Hello.

Uh, girls, this is our client, uh, Mr. Avery,

Hello. How are you doing?

Eastern International Insurance.

Sit down, girls.

Uh, you and Mr. Avery will be traveling together.

Elenor Case.

Well-educated, Art History degree.

She worked for various museums

before she went on the more lucrative field of

fencing stolen art.

We've gotta decide which one of us begins a relationship

with Paul Hollister.

I think the decision's already been made

by Mr. Paul Hollister himself.

Now, you listen.

Damajaran hired me to move that merchandise.

He's been looking over my shoulder

ever since this operation began.

I don't like people looking over my shoulder.

Now, you tell him, I'll move the merchandise

when I think it's safe.

Mr. Hollister, you need to learn some manners.

Ah!

Okay, gentlemen, the party's over.

No, Kris...

Lady, you've pushed your luck far enough.

You wanna keep breathing, you back off.

Do as he says.

You make a move, he gets it. You understand?

He didn't get away, he was taken.

I am less than pleased with your performance, ladies.

Well, we are less than pleased with your attitude, Mr. Avery.

And you have no idea who these three men are.

Look, you were there when we called Charlie.

We gave him their names, and as soon as he's checked them out

he'll contact us.

I'm afraid that will take more time than I can afford.

We're gonna find Paul Hollister, Mr. Avery.

Well, if you do,

I intend to initiate my contingency plan.

Your contingency plan?

Yes. When we left Los Angeles I, uh, placed a briefcase

in the ship's safe.

It contains $1 million in cash.

What do you intend to do with $1 million in cash?

Offer it to Paul Hollister

in exchange for the return of the stolen articles.

Wait a minute, you can't be serious.

Well, of course I am.

Then you're paying a man for stealing.

Well, as, uh... As she said,

utilitas ante justicia.

Expediency before justice.

Now, wait a minute.

I'm the new kid on the block

and you're the client,

so you can play it your way.

But meanwhile, Paul Hollister may be in big trouble.

Now, my father always said that the best place

for a cop to get help is from another cop.

Meaning what?

I think we should contact the local authorities.

Well, I don't think so.

Why not?

If we bring in the local police,

we'll have to tell them the entire story,

and Eastern International Insurance

does not want this matter made public.

In the meantime, Hollister's life may be in danger.

Perhaps.

But as she also said, I am the client,

and if I want the matter kept private,

you will keep it private.

No police.

Now how do we find Mr. Hollister?

Well, if it's any help, I got the license number

of the limousine that carted him off.

Well, why didn't you say so?

I just did.

Come on. They must have their version

of the Department of Motor Vehicles

or something around here somewhere.

Of all the homes I have

throughout the world,

Mr. Hollister, this is one of my favorites.

Do you find this view as enchanting as I?

Oh, yes. Yes, it's very enchanting.

Mr. Hollister,

I hired you for this project because I was told

that you were a man of integrity, breeding, taste.

Hence I believed that you would be able to understand

my somewhat complicated drives, needs.

You're not so complicated, Mr. Damajaran.

You saw a ship burning in the harbor one night.

And then you heard it was carrying

a lot of fancy Greek bric-a-brac.

Priceless statuary is not bric-a-brac, Mr. Hollister.

Whatever.

You also learned the stuff was being transferred

to the Lady Scotia for shipment to Los Angeles.

You hired me to steal it for you.

Yes, and you did it. You did it brilliantly.

But now I want to know

where you're keeping the merchandise in Los Angeles,

and when and how you intend to bring it here.

I have a new wing I'm anxious to decorate.

I told them and I'll tell you.

I'll bring it here when I think the time is right.

Mr. Hollister, I'm not accustomed

to being refused what I ask.

Mr. Damajaran,

I don't care how many rooms of stolen art

you got in this little shack.

You get off walking around, staring at this stuff,

knowing you're the only man in the world that can see it.

Fine. I get off doing what no other man can do.

Stealing it.

Now, you stay out of my space

and I'll stay out of yours.

You blow me away, you're never gonna get your merchandise.

Conversely, Mr. Hollister,

if I don't see the merchandise soon, I will,

as you so graphically put it,

blow you away.

Gentlemen.

That may have been a mistake, letting him walk out of here.

We'll be watching him.

Well, we better watch him close.

I just talked to my Los Angeles contact.

The blond lady. Miss Munroe.

Mm-hm.

I don't know what she's doing here,

but she used to be a cop.

Are you certain?

I'm sure.

San Francisco Police Academy.

Don't let him out of your sight.

Why?

Why, if he had to take a vacation cruise,

did he come back here?

I don't know.

I'm more interested in finding out

why Hollister's hanging around an ex-lady cop.

Find out everything you can about her and her two friends.

They may have to be disposed of.

Well, well, well, Miss Case.

Mr. Anderson.

Did you have a pleasant trip?

Very.

Did you make yourself visible in Los Angeles?

I went to the best places,

I was seen with significant people.

You about ready here?

Doing a final check on some equipment.

Where's Hollister?

Damajaran and his people took him.

They took him?

Well, Damajaran was getting impatient.

You're not worried?

No.

Mr. D is not crazy enough to kill

the goose that has the golden eggs.

Does he suspect my involvement in this?

No. And he won't if you stay out of sight.

I'll be staying at Bluebeard's Castle.

What's wrong?

The guy I told you about.

The one that approached me in L.A.

What about him?

He just got off that plane.

He's in the slacks and the blazer.

Well, what's he doing here?

I don't know.

We'd better find out. Let's go.

Yes, Charlie.

The number here is KL5-4972.

4972.

Right.

We did get the license number of the limo that took him in

and a name, a Mr. Damajaran.

I'll get it.

Hi.

How did you get here?

I'm registered here, remember?

I'll get back to you, Charlie.

He just walked in.

Well, hello, there.

Hello.

Hi. How was your trip?

Interesting.

I don't suppose you'd like to tell us

who those people are and why they keep picking on you.

No, but I've worked up an appetite

and I know a quaint little place I'd like to take you.

Are you sure you wouldn't like to talk about what's going on?

Well,

maybe you could persuade me after a bottle of wine.

Well, we did come to see the pretty places.

You've got a guy. Go for it.

Well, you heard the lady.

See you later.

Okay. TIFFANY: Bye.

Well, since they're going to play...

Back to the beach? My very thought.

Let's go.

Kelly! Tiffany!

Hold it, hold it.

Tiffany. Bos.

How are you?

What's wrong?

They're chatting with the lady Paul met on the boat.

I don't understand.

Neither do I.

Coincidence?

I don't know.

He approaches you in Los Angeles,

says he's heard you're fencing the merchandise

when you said nothing to anyone, right?

Then he shows up here where Paul's new companion is staying.

That's a very disturbing coincidence.

What do we do now?

All right, go back to the hotel, get on the phone,

see what you can find out, drop me off at the boat

and I'll wait for Paul there. Let's go.

Oh, it's so beautiful.

Sure is.

And the view ain't bad, either.

You noticed.

What?

We're being followed.

I noticed.

You found Hollister

and then you lost him again?

We didn't lose Hollister, Mr. Avery.

He went to lunch with Kris. We called you.

As soon as they get back we'll go home

and you can try and make your deal with him.

I intend to.

A very foolish move, Mr. Avery.

You're already paying us a good deal of money

to retrieve the stolen merchandise.

Why not give us a little more time?

We might save you a million dollars.

Wait a minute.

What is it?

While I was reading the local paper,

I saw something.

What?

Here it is.

Under "Ships, monthly arrivals/departures."

"The Greek freighter, the Lady Scotia,

anchored here 13 days ago."

Now, listen to this.

"Before proceeding to Los Angeles,

"its departure was delayed for four hours

"while maritime officials investigated an incident

"that took place during a last-minute cargo transfer

from a ship that was disabled by fire."

The Lady Scotia.

The freighter the statuary was stolen from in Los Angeles.

Right.

What kind of incident was it?

Doesn't say. But it's a little odd,

don't you think?

Yeah. Very odd, I'd say.

The Lady Scotia picks up cargo from a disabled ship.

It's probably that burned-out hull I saw from the plane.

Proceeds to Los Angeles where the statuary is stolen,

and now Mr. Hollister comes here,

where it all started.

Hm. What does it mean?

I don't know, but it sure could be worth looking into.

I think I'm gonna go down to the Maritime Office

and see what we can find out about this incident

on the Lady Scotia.

I'll go with you.

Good idea. I'll stay here

and see if I can persuade our client

to give us a chance to earn our fee.

See you later. Yeah.

Are you gonna keep your promise?

What promise was that?

You were going to tell me what's been going on

and who those fellows are that are following you.

Ah.

I'll make you a deal.

Mm, I love a deal.

I'll tell you all about me

if you tell me all about you and why you carry a gun.

I explained it already.

I'm a girl that lives on her instincts.

And I'm a survivor.

I have a feeling you're very much like me.

And like you very much.

Shall we?

Yes.

Watch it.

It's, uh, relative.

Relative?

Yes, it's all in how we perceive ourselves.

For instance, I could say, uh...

I'm a thief.

And you, you might be shocked.

Then again, I might say, do you do well at it?

And I'd say very well.

And I'd say you probably live very well.

I'd say I live beneath my means.

You lost me.

Um... I, uh, squander my earnings.

Here. Uh, thank you.

Ooh, thank you.

I squander my earnings on my avocations.

Your avocations? Mm-hm. Hobby.

Your hobby. Which is...?

Delivering people.

Delivering them where?

Wherever they wanna go.

From where?

Oh, places like, uh, Saigon.

Wait a minute.

Are you telling me you smuggle people from places like...

Well, I don't do the work myself.

I've become persona non grata in that part of the world.

But I finance the operation.

With the money you, uh, acquire.

That's it.

See, I, uh, started in a small way,

doing favors for friends.

And then it caught on. People said,

"Why don't you do it professionally?"

But that takes money, a lot of money.

So I had to find some means

of earning a living that was more lucrative.

I'm really not sure how to take this.

Well, I told you, it's all in how you perceive yourself.

I do what I do, I... I try to help people.

There's a lot of satisfaction in that.

You don't approve.

No, I do approve, I do.

It's a marvelous obsession,

trying to stick it to those

who keep stepping on the little people of this world.

Listen,

you're probably not gonna believe this,

but I think I could get a bit of a rush from that myself.

Why shouldn't I believe it?

Yeah, why shouldn't you?

If it's true,

maybe you'd be interested in seeing how I dispose of

merchandise that I recently acquired.

Yes, I'd be very interested.

But you still haven't told me

who those guys are that are following you.

Oh, that's, uh, a minor complication in my plan.

Nothing to be concerned about.

Come, join me in my obsession.

Hello.

Have a flower.

Where'd they go? No, no, keep going.

Right down this way. You're on it.

Are you sure?

I'm certain.

I checked with the airline.

His name is John Bosley

and he works for the Charles Townsend agency,

as does Miss Munroe.

Come on!

Move this can out of here!

I'll get back to you.

Listen, uh, come on, let's go.

Move it, Wes. We gotta talk.

Haven't got time to talk. Go on.

What...?

She's a detective.

A detective?

Yeah. Private detective.

She and the two with her.

I talked to my U.S. contact and he's sure.

I told you not to let them out of your sight.

We couldn't walk on water, Mr. Damajaran.

Did you get the name of the boat?

It was the Black Coral.

Why?

Why? What are they doing?

Who knows? Sightseeing?

Or a salvage tug? Not very likely.

Hollister with a detective.

It just doesn't make any sense.

Maybe...

Maybe he doesn't know she's a detective.

Huh? In which case we'd better tell him right away.

There's always a possibility that

they might have been employed to find our merchandise.

We could get a boat, go look for him.

No, no no.

There's a more direct way.

Her two friends will undoubtedly know

where she and Hollister went.

I'm sure we can persuade them to share that information, hm?

The guy at the Maritime Office wasn't kidding.

That freighter really burned.

I'm more intrigued by what happened

after the fire started.

Yeah. We better tell Kelly about this.

Are you coming back here now?

Alrighty, we'll wait for you.

Bye.

Who was that?

Tiffany and Bosley at the Maritime Office.

Oh, yes.

The mysterious incident at the Lady Scotia.

Did they come up with any, uh,

world-shaking piece of information?

Well, while it was anchored at a place called Water Island,

the captain of the Lady Scotia thought his cargo hold

had been broken into.

He was transferring cargo from that burning ship.

Also the night watchman thought he heard someone fall overboard.

Apparently it was all a false alarm.

No missing cargo, no missing bodies.

Hm.

That must be the food I ordered.

If there's a gun in that purse,

you best leave it right where it is.

Why would I have a gun?

Perhaps you were just reaching for a lipstick.

Well, you know, unexpected company,

a girl likes to look her best.

Hm.

You wouldn't look very pretty wearing this.

Like Mother always said, pretty is as pretty does.

Hm, that's very amusing, Miss Garrett.

But now to more serious matters.

I don't know why Kris and Hollister

would take a salvage tug, or where.

I suppose you're not detectives, either.

I'm not denying that.

And you're all on a vacation.

Detectives do take vacations like anybody else.

With an insurance adjuster

who is presently investigating a major art theft?

Look, I'm telling you,

I don't know anything about any art theft.

I just happened to meet Mr. Avery on the cruise.

Just like you happened to meet Mr. Hollister?

It's a big ship.

Rourke,

maybe you can reason with the lady.

Ah!

I once broke a girl's neck like this with one hand.

It wasn't a very pretty sight to see.

I'm telling you I don't know anything

about any art theft.

All right.

All right, I'll tell you.

I'm waiting, Miss Garrett.

I'll tell you on one condition:

You're in no position to make conditions.

Then find them yourself, Mr. Damajaran.

This is getting tedious. What do you want?

I'll take you to Hollister providing you let Kris go.

And us, of course.

Very well.

I'll need your word on that.

You have it.

Okay, let's go.

Go where, Miss Garrett?

You'll see when we get there.

Don't press your luck.

It's true, Rourke did break a lady's neck once.

And I must admit I found pleasure watching it.

I don't think you're willing to risk losing $5 million

for another moment of pleasure, Mr. Damajaran.

Miss Garrett, you have a marvelous talent

for getting right to the heart of the matter

when the chips are down.

Let's go.

I forgot my glasses.

Oh, it's beautiful.

It certainly is.

Kris, have you dived before?

A little.

Very little.

But my curiosity is piquing.

Good. Get your curiosity aft and I'll give you a tank.

What is it?

What I've been trying to tell you is

the lady's not what she pretends to be.

What are you talking about?

Bosley.

Yeah?

Nothing.

Hey, look.

Is something wrong?

No.

Yes.

I think that I'm scared.

Scared of what?

A lot of things.

Kris and Kelly...

Do you think that I belong in this job?

Sure you belong.

You're doing great.

I don't know.

I'm so new to this kind of work,

and they're so good at it.

And I know that Sabrina and them were really close friends.

Well, of course they were.

You will be too.

Just give them a chance to get to know you.

Oh, I don't mean that. They've been terrific.

I love them. They're so nice.

I just wouldn't wanna let them down.

Angel, you won't let them down.

I bet my life on that.

Now, come on, your insecurity is giving me a great thirst.

Come on.

Hey, Bos, something's wrong here.

Yeah. Seems so.

Kelly? Avery?

I don't think they're here.

And I don't think they went voluntarily, either.

A lady never leaves the house without her purse.

Dear, God, what now?

Now we start looking for them.

Yeah, but where? Where do we start?

Wait a minute.

What?

This red mark. It's lipstick.

An X. On Water Island.

Where the incident on the Lady Scotia took place.

During the transfer of the cargo from the burning freighter.

That's right. Kelly's trying to tell us something.

What, that she's been taken to Water Island?

Seems like the best place to start looking to me.

I think we'd better get a boat.

Yeah. A fast boat.

Come on.

How fast will the thing go, anyway?

Is it seaworthy? I mean, I...

Because we're gonna go outside the harbor.

Cost you $100 an hour. How about you give me two?

Two? Sure. Two? It's a deal?

And I'll bring it right back, and thank you very much.

Bosley.

Thanks. Thanks anyway.

Hey, push that off, will you? Take those lines off of there!

Welcome aboard. Oh, nice.

You're not smiling.

This is serious business, isn't it?

Is it?

What's down there?

Come on. We'll have a look.

You got no choice. She's a cop.

Why?

Of all the people in the world you could have leaned on,

why this operation?

Knowing what you know about me,

the work we're doing, the people we're trying to help,

why?

I guess I just didn't know soon enough.

That must be it up ahead.

Paul, we got trouble. Look.

Get a raft.

Come on.

Looks like your friends are showing them the way.

But they've got a gun at her back.

Call the anchor, Wes. We're dead in the water.

I wonder how Damajaran knew we were here.

He's over there. I gotta stop him.

She didn't bring him here, Paul.

I know.

I'm going down there.

All right, I'll cover you.

I'll get my gun.

Stop!

Give me the keys.

The keys. I want the keys now!

Give them to me!

Shoot! Shoot them!

You take the ones in the water.

Cover them!

Drop those guns! Put them down.

You heard the lady.

Drop it!

Shoot!

Shoot them!

Shoot!

Oh!

Hold on, hold on.

There you go. Watch your step.

Watch your step.

Welcome aboard. Ah, thank you.

Thank you.

Okay.

Wes, keep an eye on him. I'll get the engine.

You see, Mr. Damajaran,

Mr. Hollister's rather flamboyant theft in Los Angeles

was only a diversion.

All that bronze and gold statuary

never went to Los Angeles.

It never left St. Thomas.

During the confusion of the cargo transfer

from the burning freighter to the Lady Scotia,

Mr. Hollister dumped the cases overboard right here.

The boxes he dropped from the helicopter

were duplicate cases.

Filled with, uh, junk machinery of equal weight.

When'd you figure that out?

Well, there were too many coincidences.

The burning freighter, the cargo transfer.

And then when Mr. Damajaran

told me you'd taken out a salvage tug.

You're very astute.

You're rather astute yourself.

That was a nice piece of diversion

with the very visible Miss Case.

Deliberately being seen with her

and then having her rattle around Los Angeles

talking with all of those shady dealers of antique art.

Thank you.

So as you said what now?

Now, uh, we negotiate.

What's to negotiate? I have what I came for.

You're not seriously thinking

of keeping those things?

Why not?

Well, because they're not yours.

They're stolen.

Have you reported it stolen to any authorities?

No, n-not exactly.

Then they're not stolen.

I could tell the authorities here in, uh, St. Thomas.

You could.

Assuming you ever get back to shore.

Mr. Hollister, I, uh...

I am prepared to offer you $1 million

in cash right now.

And we'll just

forget about the whole matter

Elenor Case said she could get at least 3 million.

What the devil do we do now?

Punt?

Paul? Yes, my love.

Well, since the merchandise isn't officially stolen,

why don't you just give it back,

take the million dollars and walk away?

If I don't?

Then you and I have a big problem.

And the last thing I want with you is a big problem.

In case you hadn't noticed, I've grown very fond of you.

You're all so damn good at your job,

I suppose the safest thing

would be to take the million and run.

It was almost worth it.

What that worth it?

The 2 million you just cost me.

Ah, here we are.

Oh, my.

Wow. Mm.

The serial numbers are sequential.

I'll need a written release.

I planned on giving you one.

And you'll get possession of this

just as soon as you signed it. Fine.

I think I have the forms in the closet.

I would like to propose a toast.

To a job well done. Yeah, hear, hear.

A million dollars. So pretty.

Here, now. Uh...

you sign both of those, as do I.

And this ends it.

Mm-hm. Thank you.

Now, you may, uh, take possession.

Well, if the ship's about to sail,

let's go reserve a place at the rail, shall we?

Good idea. Good idea.

We got some champagne. Wonderful.

Have you got confetti?

I'll see you there. Bye.

This is yours. Thank you.

I think this calls for another toast.

Hm. Oh, uh, what do we drink to?

Uh, justicia ante utilitas.

Justice before expediency?

Uh, I think you have it backwards.

Oh. I switched around? Mm-hm.

How stupid of me.

No. It could happen to anyone.

Don't be so hard on yourself.

Well, I'm glad you feel that way.

Here's to switching things around.

Well, I have to fly. Fly?

Oh, yes, as in, uh, airplane.

Uh, see, I love your company, but, um, I'm afraid I, uh...

I, uh, haven't the time to enjoy another pleasure cruise.

Well, you understand. Perfectly.

Good, good. Well, enjoy my room.

I, ahem, usually have a terrific exit line.

I seem to be fresh out.

Well, you could say goodbye and it's been terrific.

Yeah. I could say that. Or maybe...

I hate goodbyes.

I get the impression you're gonna miss him.

I am.

I wonder what he'll do with the million dollars.

Oh, I think he'll do, uh, very well.

So will the boat people in Malaysia he's gonna help.

It isn't fair, you know.

Well, I no sooner get here and I've gotta go back.

No. I'll pamper you, Bosley, all the way home.

Promise? Promise.

You know, I think this girl has possibilities.

I think so too.

Do you mean that? We all do.

Welcome aboard.

Oh, I finally got nautical.

But you're nice.