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Once upon a time

there were three little girls who went to the police academy.

One in Los Angeles.

One in San Francisco.

The other in Boston.

And they were each assigned...

very hazardous duties.

But I took them away from all that

and now they work for me.

My name is Charlie.

She is beautiful, isn't she?

Oh, really magnificent, just magnificent.

Wait'll you see the interior, now, that is my handiwork.

Oh, I can't wait.

Well, worth waiting for?

Oh, yes. Ms. Justice, you have done yourself proud.

Please, would you call me Pat?

Okay, Pat it is. It's got beautiful lines.

You know that all the fixes are custom

as per your associate's instructions.

It's altogether more than I even anticipated.

By the way, please call me John.

Come on, John. I wanna show you the dining salon.

You'll find that she handles like a sabot,

once you get used to her.

The registry is under Townsend Associates,

I gather you're a partner?

Uh, Townsend Associates, uh, yes, that's the company.

And now, I understand that you have secured someone

to handle her transfer to the islands.

Yeah, he's very experienced, he comes highly recommended.

His name is Captain Webner.

But, ah, I don't... I don't understand

why you wanna move the Angel to the island.

Well, Charlie, uh... That's my associate.

Uh, we have interests worldwide.

As a matter of fact, uh, he's in Paris right now.

Oh, it's too bad he couldn't be here for her maiden voyage.

Uh, yeah, that's too bad.

Uh, look, uh, why don't we take her out for a run,

just ourselves?

Uh, with you there at the helm,

she couldn't be in lovelier hands.

Aye-aye, captain.

Tiff, do you have the surveillance report

on the Langston file?

No, I don't have it,

Bosley said he was gonna bring it up today.

Where'd he go anyway?

Well, he didn't say. He was very secretive actually.

He said he had some business to handle for Charlie.

I'll get it.

Speak of the devil.

Hello?

Oh, hi, Kelly,

are Kris and Tiffany there with you?

Bosley, this is Tiffany.

Oh, I'm sorry, Tiff. Are Kris and Kelly with you?

Right here, Bos.

Kelly is working on the Langston report,

unlike some other people we could mention.

Yeah, well, that can wait.

I want you to meet me at the Sunshine Marina, Slip 97.

And pick up Kelly.

Permission to come aboard, sir?

What? Uh, that's customary,

I mean, you are the captain, John.

Oh, you're right, th... That's right.

Oh, yes, permission granted. Uh, back there.

Welcome aboard. Hi.

I'm Pat Justice.

I-I'm Kris. Kelly.

I'm Tiffany, hi.

Wow, I never guessed that John had such attractive employees.

John? Uh, yeah.

Uh, Pat did all the interior work on the Wayward Angel.

Uh, what do you think? Uh, isn't she something?

Oh, she's spectacular.

And quite a surprise.

Yeah, I though you'd like to see her

before she leaves for the islands.

The islands? I was disappointed too.

When John told me that he and his associate

decided to, well, not keep the Angel in these waters.

Eh, his associate, uh? You mean Charlie?

Uh, yeah, well, that's all tomorrow.

And right now and for the next 24 hours she's all ours.

Eh, if you know what I mean.

Oh, I think we know exactly what you mean, John.

Uh, Pat and I are planning on having dinner onshore.

Would you like to join us?

No. No, I don't think so.

No, I think we'll just get acquainted

with the layout of the boat.

Yeah.

Well, maybe next time.

Have a good time. Bye-bye.

Oh, well, listen, uh, we should be back here by midnight.

Ah, I thought it'll be nice if I took Pat

on a little moonlight cruise of the harbor.

Uh, but enjoy yourselves. Uh, there's food on the fridge

and of course the champagne is all iced.

Do me a favor, though, will you? Save some.

Aye-aye, captain.

What do you think you were doing, Captain Webner?

Ken, it was foggy, I got a little close to the breakwater.

Hell, I was lucky I wasn't drowned.

Look, I brought you all the way from South America

for one reason: your boat.

Atamien, please, a couple of more days

at the most, she'll be back on the water.

We don't have a couple of more days.

The Midnight Star is anchored in the marina right now.

General Ranez could be setting up his deal at this very moment.

Okay, okay. I'll get us another boat.

You don't gonna have to.

I already got us another boat.

The Wayward Angel.

She's registered to Charles Townsend and Associates.

Scheduled to be ferried through the Canal

to the Caribbean in a couple of days.

Thank you.

To a beautiful night.

Well, here's to a beautiful night for a beautiful lady

with the candlelight shinning in her eyes.

Mm.

John.

You're a hopeless romantic.

No, hopeful.

Hopeful that some of the things I've said today,

or rather, some of the things I didn't explain...

John, shhh.

There're a couple of things you should know.

All I know is that you're a gallant, attractive man,

who showed me one of the richest evenings of my life.

That's all I need to know.

All right. We're all set.

He cut me. He cut me.

Shut up. Keep on moving.

We'll take care of it later.

John, it was a beautiful, beautiful evening.

Oh, and the best is yet to come.

We shall have a spot of champagne, look at the stars

and take a little spin around the harbor.

Shh.

I don't need a spin around the harbor,

my head is spinning enough already.

Why don't we go to my place?

I mean, I have a magnificent view

of the harbor and the stars.

Whatever you prefer.

Wait a minute!

Where is it? What happened to the Angel?

Well...

Uh, maybe the girls took it out.

No, no, no, no, they wouldn't have done that. No, it's gone.

It's... It's been stolen.

It's disappeared. I have lost Charlie's boat.

Bosley, are you sure you went to the right slip?

Of course I am sure. I am a detective.

I'm trained to find things, not lose them.

You know, I cannot believe it, I lost a 100-foot yacht.

Bosley, calm down. Everything will be fine.

We're gonna help you find the boat,

just explain what happened.

We just came back from dinner, the slip was empty.

It is not there. What am I going to tell Charlie?

Hello?

It's for you, it's the harbor patrol.

Hello?

Yes.

Yes, the Wayward Angel.

Where?

Thank you very much.

Did they find it?

Is it okay? It's not wrecked, is it?

No, it's in perfect condition.

Well? Bosley, where is it?

In Slip 97.

Right where I... lost it.

Bos, you better take a look at this.

Well, it's just a paint scratch,

I mean, we can touch that up in the yard

and never even take her out of the water.

It appears whoever took the Angel out on a joyride

was an amateur.

Uh-uh. Careless, maybe.

Or in a hurry, but they weren't amateurs.

Take a look at these lines.

That's very professional.

You know, that's not all.

There's something I want you to see onboard.

Ah, Kris, how's it going? Hi, Bos, just give me a second.

Now, this is what I wanted to show you.

I didn't even notice it myself at first.

Now, here, just take a look at that log.

Well, that's very clever, John. I should have thought of it.

You see, we check the number of hours on the engine

at the time of delivery

against the numbers on the reading this morning.

It proves that whoever took this boat last night

ran exactly 45 minutes on the engine.

Maybe you can help us.

Forty-five minutes of cruising.

You know the area, the harbor, right?

Yeah. I see what you mean. Certainly, I hope.

Hey, Bos.

Check this out.

If I read this right, and I haven't mixed anything up wrong,

I'd say the stain on this deck is blood.

Blood?

I'll run it down. Do you want me to drive you?

Oh, no, thanks, Pat. The Angels will need your help.

I'll be back in a couple hours.

Okay. Aye-aye, captain.

Don't give me excuses. I want to know what happened here.

General, we tried.

But they came aboard so fast, so quickly. And so many.

I go ashore for a few hours.

And you let a handful of men board my boat

and steal $7 million.

And you... General Ranez.

Recognize this?

Oh, I don't have time for riddles.

This is the same gas we used against those rioters

in the capital.

Whoever hit us last night

must've known what we have on board.

This canister may explain how.

You mean, someone followed us from Port-au-Fait?

Or came ahead of us.

In any case,

they'll have as difficult a time moving the stuff as we have.

That'll give us time to find them.

You forget, we must deliver within 48 hours

or the deal's off.

You have to move quickly.

Gomez here said one of them was injured.

That's a start.

That's over 45 minutes cruising time.

Sorry, but there is no way

to tell exactly where in the harbor they might have been.

Well, they couldn't have gotten out past the breakwater

and back in that time.

Well, I wish I could have been more help.

There is one thing I can do,

I can have that portion of the teak sanded,

and the hull touched up.

Well?

What if I told you

I know exactly who knocked over the Midnight Star last night?

A doctor can tell you that?

If it's an old ship hand.

A seaman gets injured,

first place he heads for is the harbor doctor.

A Captain Webner came in with a shoulder injury

at 2:00 this morning.

Emergency.

Sliced in on a hoist, he said.

Captain Webner?

I don't understand, I... Should I know him?

It was Webner's ship

that mercenary Atamien used to run guns into the capital

those last weeks.

Now, my bet is,

we find Captain Webner's ship,

we find Atamien too.

Well, this is definitely human blood.

I suspected that.

You know, it must be interesting.

Uh, being a... detective.

What kind of case are you working on now?

Well, we're not really sure.

We, uh, suspect that it's smuggling.

Uh, dope or illegal aliens.

Smuggling.

Well, you are in luck.

Your smuggler is a Type B, seven percent group.

Seven percent?

Oh, that's great.

Look, uh, doctor, could you call your emergency room

and see if they treated somebody with that type?

We're not designated

for emergencies down at the harbor area.

They're handled mostly by, uh Seaport Hospital and Harborview.

Seaport Hospital, Harborview.

Of course, there's the harbor doctor.

Uh, but he handles the, uh, seamen mostly.

Well, thanks, doc, though.

You've been a great help.

There she is.

Captain Webner's boat.

Just like the harbor master said.

Good work, Holder, good work.

This boat's been out of the water for several days.

That means they had to steal another for last night's work.

Steal?

They could have rented one.

For piracy?

Not hardly.

Come on. Might have left something onboard.

I'll, uh... I'll have the repairs made in the morning.

Don't forget to tell John.

You can probably tell him yourself.

Besides, I think he has some champagne on ice.

See ya.

What do you mean, letting them take that boat out of the slip.

You know what's onboard.

Well, it's not my fault, I couldn't stop them.

I mean, the captain should've remembered

to wipe his blood stains off the deck.

Yeah, well, I wasn't in any shape.

Okay, okay.

What do they know?

Nothing specific.

Only that there's 45 minutes running time unaccounted for.

All right.

We take the boat out, as planned.

Ken. Do you think there's gonna be more trouble?

Not if Captain Webner here does his job.

Listen, I could handle that tub blindfolded

with one hand tied behind me.

The way you handled it last night?

I mean, it might be safer to get somebody else.

Webner,

why don't you go see if you left anything on your boat?

Well, uh,

I'm still an equal partner in this.

Oh, shut up.

Do as I say.

Ken, he worries me.

I mean, Bosley knows that I hired him.

Now, if anything goes wrong, they come straight for me.

You told me you could handle Bosley.

What's the worry?

I just don't like it.

Oh, you like it.

When you meet me in the islands,

and we don't need Webner anymore,

you'll like it.

It's just gonna be you and me.

And $7 million.

Nothing onboard to lead us to Webner.

Let's get back to the boat.

Wait a minute.

What a piece of luck.

It's Webner.

Let's grab him.

Captain Webner.

If you have a moment.

Dr. Bosley, we don't run a blood test on every patient we see.

I know that.

But one of my patients had an accident and you treated him.

He may have needed blood.

It would've been Type B.

Now, are you gonna check your emergency files

from last evening, or do I have to call your superior?

The doctor isn't here, but I'll get it for you, sir.

Thank you.

Here you are.

Aha.

Here it is, Captain James Webner.

Type blood B.

Kelly?

You better turn, you're not gonna make it.

I'm turning.

I'm turning.

Kelly, you're going too fast.

I...

Don't worry.

Kelly. Kelly? Kelly!

Look, I've got it, I've got it.

Oh, no.

Uh-oh.

Kelly!

Kelly!

Hi.

Hi.

Whatcha doing? Just hanging around.

Ha-ha-ha! You comfy?

Hanging around is good, it's just great.

Let me handle this, okay?

Go forward!

I've got it, I've got it,

don't worry, I can handle it.

Okay, go forward. Ahh!

Go back, go back.

You okay?

Sure. I needed the exercise.

You see, I told you I could do it.

It's a good thing we weren't transporting eggs.

We were carrying glass, though.

You didn't hear that?

Hear what?

Sounded like you ran over a crystal chandelier.

We don't have a chandelier.

What?

Whoops.

Oh, boy.

Well, it shows you some wines don't travel well.

It was just a little tap.

A little tap. Oh.

I'm glad we're not an oil tanker.

Come on. It was nothing.

I mean, a little bump.

We'll just replace some of the wines that were broken

and Charlie will never know the difference.

I don't think you could afford it.

All right, Kelly, Kris, Tiff.

We're down here, Bos.

Listen, have I... got news for you.

Girls, you've gotta lay off the wine.

Anyway.

The guy who took the boat out is Captain Webner.

He's the one that I hired

to ferry her down to the Caribbean.

Well, anyway, it's quite logical, you see.

He came by, no one was aboard.

So he just took her out for a trial spin.

Could be that we have no trouble at all.

Wrong. We have trouble.

Gold.

Gold. Gold.

Gold.

Well, I knew that Charlie paid

a lot of money for the boat,

but that's awfully expensive ballast.

Oh, hello, Bosley.

Good to hear from you.

Tell me, how does the Wayward Angel look?

Great.

She's everything you said she would be, Charlie.

We took the liberty the day before yesterday.

Mm-hm. That's the good news.

Oh? And the bad?

Well, Charlie, uh... Somebody took it.

Somebody took... Bosley, you lost my boat?

Don't worry about it, Charlie,

because they returned it.

As a matter of fact, it's greatly increased in value.

Okay, okay. No more games. Out with it.

What's going on?

Gold, Charlie. Uh.

They used the Wayward Angel for smuggling gold bullion.

How much?

Oh, uh.

Well, you know how the price of gold fluctuates, Charlie.

Uh. The best estimate I could make

would be something over, uh, $5 million.

Wha...? And they left it onboard?

Mm-hm, it's still there.

Tiffany's guarding it.

We figured if it didn't belong to you,

that, uh, we could declare it salvage

and we could split it between us.

That sounds more like piracy than salvage, Kris.

Do you have any leads?

Well, Charlie, I know that the, uh, man that I hired

is the captain. Well, he was involved.

Bosley didn't hire Captain Webner, Charlie.

Your interior decorator did.

Pat Justice? How does she figure in this?

I for one... don't believe she does.

Sounds more like emotion than logic, Bos.

I just said what I believe.

Well, in any case, keep an eye on her.

Bosley could be right,

but that amount of gold can't be moved

without leaving some trace.

Let me check that on my end.

I'll check the sailor hangout in the marina.

In the meantime, what do we do with the Angel?

Make sure the gold and the boat

stay right where they are until we get this sorted out.

Let it appear that the Angel will sail on schedule.

Then if you can't locate your Captain Webner,

you can be sure his friends will make a move by then.

That's comforting.

Hello, cousin.

Who said we were cousins?

Heard you were asking after your uncle, Captain Webner.

Could be that he's my uncle too.

Could be.

Which side of the family are you on?

The warm side.

I'd say the quick side.

Too quick.

You can't blame a cousin for trying.

I can if he's lying.

Nah.

I shipped up with the captain just four days ago.

He's still here.

I knew that.

But you didn't know that...

he busted up his boat on the breakwater.

I looked at the breakwater.

But I didn't find him.

What's it worth to you?

The question is, what's it worth to you?

He had business with a guy named Ken Atamien.

He... merchandizes.

Merchandizing.

Is that anything like smuggling?

Girls from our part of the family

don't say words like that.

Well, heh.

Do they say, uh, powder my nose? Order up, I'll be right back.

Hello.

Hello, Bos?

Oh yeah, uh, you got anything?

Yes. Atamien, Ken Atamien.

He's a known smuggler and mercenary.

Chances are if you find him, you'll locate Captain Webner.

All right, I'll, uh... I'll check it out, uh.

But look, be sure that you drop by here

and pick up Kris on the way back to the boat.

Well, it'll be a little while.

You have a problem?

No, I just have to detach a kissing cousin.

What?

I'll tell you later, okay? Bye.

What's going on over there?

We should be battening down, ready to pull out.

There's nothing to worry about, it's just a bon voyage party.

If we lose the tide, it'll cost us another three hours.

We don't wanna get caught wallowing around offshore.

Especially without Webner.

Without Webner?

Yeah, that's right.

I can't find him.

If he doesn't show up here within the hour,

we go without him.

Ken, we can't do that.

What am I supposed to tell Bosley?

I have promised him a man with captain's papers.

You said yourself you've got Bosley in the palm of your hand.

Well, you just squeeze it, that's all.

Maybe we should wait.

I mean, you know, maybe Webner's sleeping it off.

Maybe he'll call.

I'll be here if he does.

You've got an hour.

I don't like it.

A thousand things could go wrong.

Look.

Don't start going soft on me.

We're dealing with a fortune.

I've put too much into this to let anyone ruin it now.

Not him, not you.

Understand?

Hi.

Hi. Hi.

Boy, am I glad you're here.

You know what, I'm really not crazy about champagne.

Oh? Good.

You're gonna have to be getting back to the office anyway.

Charlie will be calling shortly.

What did you find out about Atamien?

Only that he has a record.

But he fits.

After Vietnam he hired out as a mercenary.

First in Africa, then South America.

Could be Atamien's the real key to all this.

I hope you can find the lock.

Well, we'll try.

You gonna be okay here without us?

Sure, I'll be okay.

I mean, look around, what's to worry?

We'll get in touch as soon as we hear from Charlie.

Okay.

Ah, thanks. You're welcome.

Bye-bye. Bye.

Hi. Hi.

So, John, I see you're fresh out of hostesses.

Yes, the girls have to go back to the office.

Well, will you accept one humble volunteer?

Oh, gladly.

Stop!

Take it easy.

Now slowly... get into that chair.

I've got somebody here

who wants to talk to you.

General Ranez.

Sorry I wasn't there the other night

to welcome you aboard the Midnight Star.

Captain Webner sends his regards.

You have... Webner?

Sad, but, now I'm afraid the fish have Captain Webner.

Where's the girl?

Look, uh, just let me, uh...

General, uh... I can help you get the gold back.

He asked you where's the girl. Well, she's on the boat.

But, general, you... You don't have to worry about her.

Oh, I'm not worried.

As a matter of fact, you have done me a great favor.

And it's only fitting...

I should repay you.

It's funny how the guests seem to disappear

when the hors d'oeuvres run low.

Yeah, isn't it?

Listen, I, uh, could ring up the deli

and have them deliver some more.

Do you really think that's necessary?

I mean, if you run down that flag,

we could spend some time alone before the Angel sails.

When, uh, is Captain Webner coming aboard?

Ha. Pretty soon, I'm sure.

But I am not sure that he'll appreciate

finding this kind of a mess when he does come aboard.

Oh, really?

Uh, you know him that well?

Oh, pretty well.

I mean, I wouldn't hire anyone

that I hadn't checked out thoroughly.

Don't worry about it.

I'll have this whole place shipshape before he gets here.

You don't have to rush.

The Angel won't be going out today.

Oh? Why not?

For one thing, if you had checked out Captain Webner,

you would have known that he ran his boat under the breakwater

four nights ago.

Oh. Well... I can't believe that.

Well, we'll just have to get somebody else, won't we?

And who would that be?

Mr. Atamien?

By any chance?

Atamien?

Oh, Pat.

I am sorry.

I thought you were the real thing.

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

Then you... probably don't know anything about the gold

that's aboard this ship either?

Hm.

You knew about me all the time, didn't you?

No.

No, I didn't know about you until this very moment.

You had me fooled all along.

John... I'm sorry.

I mean... Believe me.

I didn't wanna hurt you.

Well, if that's the truth,

then you know how I'm feeling right now.

I'm sorry, Pat.

But I'm afraid this party is over.

Exactly.

Put down the phone, please.

Who are you?

He said, put down the phone.

The party should be over by now.

One wrong word...

Bos?

Kelly.

We just spoke to Charlie.

It appears the gold was taken from Port-au-Fait

by a General Ranez.

Charlie wants you off the boat now.

We're to call the Customs and the Coast Guard.

I can't give you any more details now, but please...

Young lady.

I give you all the details.

There will be no Coast Guard and no Customs.

Who is this?

General Ranez. And I assure you,

should there be any sign of the authorities,

any attempt to interfere,

your friend will pay with his life.

Kelly here. I'm in place. Slip 97.

If they're going anywhere, they haven't moved yet.

Hey, there, Kel. Be with you in a minute.

Gotcha.

That's the last of it.

Gomez ready?

Yes, he's making the arrangements.

Should be here in a few minutes.

You don't really expect to take that out of the harbor, do you?

Take it out? Hardly.

We have other plans.

You're not gonna let us go, are you?

That depends on Mr. Bosley's friends.

So far they have cooperated.

Hi. Hi.

We just left Pat's office. Pat wasn't there.

But Atamien was. He's dead.

Ranez must have Pat as well as Bos.

I've only see one on deck.

Whoops.

Now, what do you suppose they're doing?

Ten to one it's the gold.

Yup. Come on.

All right, get inside.

Follow us. We don't have far to go.

If anyone gives you any trouble, shoot them.

Sí, general.

Good day, gentlemen.

Right on time, as we promised.

You have the money, I presume.

Right here.

Very nice.

Very nice, indeed.

Would you open the door and let my men in?

Right away.

What do you think they're waiting for?

Must be the payoff.

And Bosley too, if we don't do something.

Hang on!

Gimme your hand, let's go!

Let's go.

Hold it.

Over here.

Let's go.

Drop it.

I wouldn't if I were you, general.

We thought we'd invite some company, Bos.

What's going on here, who called the police?

Officer, it's quite a story,

but I think they're the ones to tell it.

There's these two and there's one in the van.

And there's one in the car, officer.

And another one down at the end of the steps.

Bos, you all right?

Yeah, yeah. Good as gold.

The State Department has already made arrangements

for the return of the gold to Port-au-Fait.

But they're gonna have to hold up the general's extradition

until he and Holder stand trial for Atamien's murder.

Sounds like you did a bang-up job, Bosley.

Yeah, bang-up is right.

Aw. Pat Justice thought so.

With her testimony, the state shouldn't have any trouble

getting convictions.

And possibly probation for Pat.

How about the Treasury Department,

have they checked out that money?

Yes, Charlie, it looks like it's laundered.

Probably skimmed.

There could be a substantial fee for discovery.

Excellent.

I'll tell you what.

Why don't the four of you use part of it to treat yourselves?

Maybe a nice ocean cruise.

And then, um, I won't feel so guilty taking out the Angel.

Oh, well that sounds awfully nice, Charlie,

but, uh, there's a problem.

Uh, yes, uh, Charlie, the, um...

yacht has been impounded.

The authorities need it as evidence.

Evidence?

Well, now, Charlie, it's only temporary.

You'll get it back in three months.

Three months?

You mean I can't use my boat for three months?

Bosley.

Bosley!

Uh, Charlie, I'm sorry to say, I think your ship has sailed.