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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.

Hm, there's Flo's van.

Maybe the Victors are giving a party.

I thought they were in China.

I hope the real estate agent's out of here.

Must be. Sign is gone.

Huh.

What's the matter?

The burglar alarm has been turned off.

One of the agents probably forgot to turn it back on.

I guess so.

I wonder if they got any offers on the place.

Well.

Considering we've had people

tramping through here all day long,

things look pretty good.

Then why do I feel uneasy?

Oh, it's just your imagination.

I'm gonna check the library.

Why?

I'm just going to, that's all.

Harry!

What's the matter with you?

You know how I hate it when you do that.

We're expected at the Burtons at 6:00,

it's an early dinner.

Okay, okay.

Scare a man to death.

Just stay in the closet, lady, we don't wanna hurt you.

Angels, you heard Mrs. Mayhew's story.

Fortunately, she was unharmed

and her husband suffered only a mild concussion.

He should be out of the hospital in a day or two.

Uh, can you describe what was stolen, Mrs. Mayhew?

Yes, my husband owned a rare collection of Egyptian jewelry.

Third dynasty.

They were museum pieces.

Insured for half a million dollars, Angels.

And the objects were all small

and therefore easily transportable?

The entire collection

could be fitted into a handbag.

Well, it was obviously a very carefully planned operation.

I mean, with the burglar alarm turned off,

the thieves taking only the Egyptian jewelry,

and their knowing exactly where to find

the display case it was kept in.

And then to have scheduled it during the open house

when there were dozens of potential buyers

going in and out all day long.

Mrs. Mayhew,

you said a caterer's van was parked

across the street during the robbery?

Yes. Oh, but Tyrone is

the leading caterer in Beverly Hills.

We've used him for parties ourselves.

He would never be involved

in anything like this.

Sorry, Mrs. Mayhew, but the police do believe

Tyrone's van was used by the thieves.

Tyrone himself reported it stolen

the afternoon of the robbery.

It was found the next morning at the airport.

Mrs. Mayhew, what real estate company

has a listing on your house?

Kingsbrook Realty.

Oh, they're a very reliable firm.

Angels, think we've taken enough of Mrs. Mayhew's time.

I know she's very anxious

to visit her husband in the hospital.

Yes, especially since Tyrone

is catering his lunch personally today.

I want to thank you for helping us, Mr. Townsend.

Our pleasure, Mrs. Mayhew.

Bosley will see you to the door.

Thank you all.

Bye-bye. Nice meeting you.

Well, as the saying goes, our work is cut out for us.

Yeah.

Kingsbrook Realty.

Isn't there a slogan:

"Kingsbrook, king of Beverly Hills" or something like that?

Yeah, that's the one. Barry Kingsbrook.

Hires nothing but would-be gorgeous starlets

who sell houses and anything else

their clients are interested in.

Hm.

Angels, I didn't want to say this in front of Mrs. Mayhew,

but the police have investigated Barry Kingsbrook

before on charges similar to these.

They've never been able to prove anything.

But before we start on Kingsbrook,

let's clear up all the loose ends.

Tiffany, check the Mayhew house, see what you can find.

And, Kelly, why don't you pay Tyrone a call?

Maybe he can, uh...

He can cater you some information.

Oui?

Hello, I'm Kelly Garrett.

I have a 3:00 appointment with Tyrone.

Ah, yes. Miss Garrett.

Monsieur Tyrone is expecting you.

Monsieur, Mademoiselle. eh, Garrett.

Ah, monsieur will be with you in a moment.

Thank you.

Mademoiselle Garrett?

Enchanté. Welcome to Tyrone.

Everything is in readiness.

Everything? Oh, but of course.

You see, Tyrone believes that careful planning

is the key to the successful affair,

n'est-ce pas?

That is why Tyrone does not talk catering.

Tyrone caters.

Hm. Aprés vous, eh.

Shall we, Albert?

Voilà indeed.

Well, I certainly wasn't expecting all this.

Yes. I can't stay long,

but, uh, we'll have a little taste.

Very good. You see, where others say

that their food is delicious,

Tyrone proves his food is delicious.

Oh, no, no, no.

Tyrone, the table is magnificent.

Ah, merci, merci.

Um, we will commence with...

Mmm. Sounds wonderful.

You know, the Mayhews were delighted

with the meal you served Mr. Mayhew in the hospital.

Well, you know the Mayhews?

That is very strange,

because I have never seen you at one of their parties.

Oh, well, I... I've been living in Paris the past few years.

I've so missed the social scene of Beverly Hills.

Delicious.

Tell me. Yes.

Who's been attending the Mayhew parties these days?

The usual guests.

Uh, the mayor, always,

and the very different movie stars,

the old ones you know, and I may add, the real ones.

Like Barbra, Lana, Loretta, Paul and Barry.

Barry's always there.

Barry? Barry Kingsbrook.

Oh, yes. He's the king of the Beverly Hills real estate.

And my favorite client.

Do you know, mademoiselle, I cater his poker games.

And while thousands of dollars are going from left to right,

I'm serving him caviar.

In Tyrone's special delicacy that he likes.

From this we will move on to...

I... I'm so sorry, Tyrone.

But I do have an appointment with my hairdresser.

You are leaving? But...

Oh, I hope you'll forgive me. But you forget,

the dinner party that you mentioned on the telephone,

remember? You forgot to tell me how much you want to spend.

Oh, yes. How thoughtless of me, Tyrone.

Oh, let's see. My budget only allows me to spend,

uh, $1000.

Ah, merveilleux, because Tyrone can provide for you

for $1000, a very intimate dinner for 20.

How nice. Unfortunately,

I was thinking of something a little more elaborate.

Say, uh, $1000 for two?

Bonjour.

Come on, Albert.

Put the food back in the fridge.

Damn it.

Did I blow it.

You're not a robber, señorita.

No, I'm not a robber, I'm a friend of the Mayhews.

Who are you?

Juan Garcia, señorita.

The gardener. Ah. You work here?

Sí, señorita.

Where you here the day of the robbery?

Sí, señorita.

You have any idea who might have stolen the jewels?

No, señorita.

All day, many people, many cars.

Who was the last one to leave, do you remember?

A woman.

I saw someone get in the car across the street

and drive away.

Then I went home.

What'd she look like, this woman?

Oh. From across the street, señorita,

my eyes are not so good.

She was muy bonita.

But the car,

the car was different than the others.

How was it different?

A... Un station wagon.

With a picture on the door.

A picture? What kind of picture?

A halo?

Uh, an angel?

I'll show you. Okay.

This was on the car.

Well, it looks like you were right

about Kingsbrook Realty, Charlie.

It seems that they're connected in some way

with every possible suspect.

Tina Fuller certainly could have

turned that burglar alarm off.

And Tyrone is definitely connected to Kingsbrook.

He told me so himself.

Kris, why don't you go to work

as an agent in Kingsbrook Realty?

How do I do that, Charlie?

By showing up. I got you the job yesterday.

So, what took you so long?

Okay, I want all you new agents to remember

that if it's south of Olympic, we aren't interested.

If it's west of La Mesa Drive, pass,

and if it's less than half a million,

we can't waste our time on it.

Mr. Kingsbrook. Yeah?

Is it true that we're not allowed to wear slacks?

What, and cover up those beautiful legs?

Ladies, real estate is sexy.

Now, the Kingsbrook Company sells sexy houses,

and it takes sexy ladies to bring in the bucks.

Your job is to move the merchandise.

Now, however you go about it,

hey, that's your business, okay?

Are there any more questions?

No. No?

Perfectly clear.

Okay. I'll be assigning each one of you

to an experienced agent for one week.

You'll find out how we operate in the field,

and, uh, I guess that's all. Thank you very much.

Uh, Terry, I wanted to ask you a question.

Kris. Could I talk to you for a minute?

Yes, Mr. Kingsbrook.

No, no, no, no. It's Barry.

Everyone around here is on a first-name basis.

Barry.

Kris, I would like to see you sell a house a month.

Now, let me give you a little tip.

Check out your friends, find out who's getting a divorce.

It's pure gold.

What do you mean?

Well, you see, for every divorce in Beverly Hills,

there are actually three houses sold:

the one the happy couple leaves behind...

They have to sell it so they can divide up community property.

And the two that each one of them buys after the split.

I never thought of it that way.

Well, if you start thinking about it that way,

you'll make $100,000 in a bad year, okay?

Okay.

Is this a single's match or can anybody play?

Hi, babe.

I wouldn't want to stop a good thing.

Kris, this is Tina Fuller.

Tina, this is Kris Munroe, she's a new girl in town.

I can tell.

She looks like she can move the merchandise.

Oh, yeah. It's nice to meet you, Tina.

I've heard great things about you.

Some of it may even be true.

Oh, and in case you have any plans for the man here, Kris,

he and I are an item.

What? You don't believe in multiple listings?

No, dear.

Well, listen,

my only plans are to make some big bucks.

I was just getting a few pointers.

This girl speaks the native tongue, Barry.

Welcome to the kingdom of Beverly Hills.

And buy yourself a bucket,

'cause if you're sharp,

it's gonna start raining money.

I'm sorry. Either I speak with Mr. Kingsbrook personally,

or I guess you lose the listing.

Just a moment please.

Yeah, Cindy, what is it?

A Miss Ludlow on the line for you, Barry.

She insists on speaking to you personally.

What does she want? Well, she wants

to sell her uncle's house.

It's a $2 million listing, Barry.

I'll take the call.

Barry Kingsbrook here.

Mr. Kingsbrook, Tiffany Ludlow.

My aunt and uncle are on the Riviera for the season,

and they've authorized me

to sell their house during their absence.

I have all the necessary legal papers, etcetera.

And what's the address?

601 Beverly Heights Drive.

Can you come and see it?

I can do better than that. I'll, uh, bring our A-team out,

and we'll give you an accurate appraisal.

What's a good time for you?

Oh, the sooner the better.

I'm sure you'll be pleasantly surprised.

I'm looking forward to meeting you.

He'll be here in an hour.

You were perfect.

Thank you.

Now, for the little surprise that Charlie and I planned

for the folks at Kingsbrook and Company.

Mr. Kingsbrook should find these irresistible.

Show us what you got, Bos.

The bait.

And if Kingsbrook bites,

his fence will have to find the buyer.

So he will have to call the one gentleman

who specializes in this kind of merchandise who...

Who Charlie just happens to know.

Mm-hm.

Right. He's gone straight now,

but he likes to keep up with the action.

Got it. He'll call Charlie and we can spring the trap.

Precisely.

Ladies, would you like to

feast your eyes on those little goodies?

They're letters.

Bos.

Read on.

And to paraphrase the Bard,

damned be she who first cries, "Ho! Enough."

Don't worry, Bos. Sure, Bosley.

At 2 million, it's a steal.

Barry, uh, I want the exclusive.

Ha-ha-ha! Down, Tina.

I'll tell you girls what I'm gonna do.

Now, the call came in to me personally,

but I'm gonna throw it up for grabs, okay?

So whoever sells this place gets half the commission,

that's 40 or 50,000 big green ones, got it?

Okay, let's go.

Ah, Mr. Kingsbrook.

Won't you come in?

Tiffany Ludlow.

Hello, what a pleasant surprise.

Thank you.

Do come in, everyone. Hello.

Hello How are you today?

Go right into the garden and make yourselves at home.

Miss Ludlow? TIFFANY: Yes?

You give us the run of the house for 20 minutes,

and we will vanish out of you life,

but only for the time being.

I'll be in the study going over my collection.

If any of you have any questions,

please don't hesitate to ask.

Uh, I have a question. Yes.

What do you collect? Rare letters.

These are from the American Revolution.

Washington, Jefferson, Franklin, et cetera.

The collection's been in my family four generations.

Well, it must be invaluable.

Well, they're insured for 2 million,

but of course I could never part with them.

They're irreplaceable.

Do you think we could get a look at them later?

Anyone who wishes to share an exciting touch

with American history is welcome to see them.

I'll be in the study.

I hope you like the house.

Okay, girls, 20 minutes, in and out.

Let's go, huh?

Miss Ludlow. Yes?

Uh, I'd like to see your collection.

Would you? Yes.

I'm so glad you asked, Mr. Kingsbrook.

Are you an epistolary?

Uh, heh, I beg your pardon?

An admirer of rare letters.

Oh, no, no. But I'm interested. Please show me.

Oh, thank you.

They show the human side of our founding fathers.

Rare love letters from George Washington to his mistress...

Oh, old George had a mistress, huh?

Oh, indeed he did.

There's one from Benjamin Franklin to Mrs. Howe.

They often played chess together.

Hm. Do you mind if I read one?

Of course.

Just, uh, keep it in its plastic jacket.

They are, after all, invaluable.

Washington, Jefferson, Benjamin Franklin,

anybody who was anyone in those days.

I've seen them, and, uh,

they gotta be worth a fortune.

They are worth a fortune.

I know, because, uh, I've got a buyer.

That was fast.

I got on it the minute you called.

See, there's a fence in Miami

who handles letters.

He's the only one in the country.

Now, I gave him a ring,

and he's sending a buyer in from Palm Beach.

A guy from Palm Beach, Florida.

Uh, Jake Pickens is his name.

Sent to me by my, uh... My contact in Miami.

He collects letters. He's a real freak-o.

Well, he wants letters, I got letters.

I'll tell you, they're, uh, worth 2 million easy.

Less my commission, of course.

Of course.

You, uh, you can set up an appointment?

Can a fish swim?

Okay, how about tomorrow, 12:00,

the Ambrochette Room in Beverly Hills?

And I'll pick up the tab, naturally.

Just one thing, Barry.

My client insists on seeing the merchandise

before he buys.

That's no problem. I can arrange that.

I'll be at the Ambrochette at noon.

Remember, Jake Pickens.

Got it.

Barry. You could knock, babe.

Yeah, well, this is urgent.

I'm about to close a $2 million deal,

and you talk urgent?

I think Kris what's-her-name is a phony.

Oh, what? Get out of here. Come on.

She's out there in the other room right now

going over our listings.

But not just any listings.

Only the homes that have been robbed.

It could be a coincidence.

Yeah. And Raquel Welch is Orphan Annie.

What, you think she's an insurance investigator?

Or a cop.

Okay, tell you what.

You've got a friend at the Real Estate Commission.

Check into her background,

find out where she went to real estate school,

where she got her license, the whole works.

Good idea.

I'll check it out from my end.

If she is a plant, she already knows too much.

I might have to arrange...

a little accident for Miss Munroe.

Why so sad?

Oh, I just hate to see legs like those go to waste, that's all.

Mmm, not bad, not like the fried chicken in Palm Beach,

but not bad.

What'd you say the name of this place was?

Ambrochette. Probably one of the most

exclusive restaurants in Beverly Hills.

People pay over $300 a month

just for the privilege of eating lunch here.

Well, I guess aside from the mediocre service

and the poor food and my getting knocked

half off of my chair almost all afternoon

and the horrible traffic noise and the gas fumes,

you can call this a passing affair.

But when are we gonna get to the business in hand, boy?

I mean, didn't Marty tell you that I have a busy schedule?

Right now, Mr. Pickens, right now.

Just call me Jake, would you?

All my good buddies call me Jake.

Right, Jake.

Now, I have arranged for us to see a house this afternoon,

you understand for purposes of our discussion,

we are referring to it as a house.

Well, I call 'em letters,

but if you wanna call it a house, you go right ahead.

No, please, don't mention letters.

This house is colonial, authentic.

Washington, Jefferson, Benjamin Franklin,

all could have slept there, if you get my meaning.

Then what I understand is that you want 2 million cold cash

for this here colonial.

That's right. Delivery within the week.

It'll have to be by Sunday, boy,

because I'm gonna hop on my little plane

and go right back to Palm Beach.

Now, you just let me see exactly what I'm gonna buy,

and I'll guarantee you

that you'll have your cash within 48 hours.

I like your style, Jake. Well, that's good,

because I don't think very much of this restaurant of yours.

Now, look, if you could just...

You call that fat boy and see if he can get my coffee over here

without knocking me out of my chair.

Waiter?

You owe me one, Tina, and don't you forget it.

Oh, cool down, Glenn. I'm just doing a job for my boss.

Yeah, well, mine is gonna come waltzing in here

any minute from lunch. And if he sees you looking at his files,

we are going to be in deep trouble.

Well, Kris Munroe

did not take her real estate exam here in L.A.

So what?

She got her real estate license in Sacramento.

You saw the folder.

Sure, sure, your boss gets a letter from his boss

in Sacramento, and everything's okay.

But there's nothing official here, no documents.

It's not kosher, pal. It's not kosher at all.

You know what's kosher, Tina?

What?

You and me out discoing tonight.

And after that we go back to my place,

and pick up where we left off last year.

How about it?

I have an even better idea.

Name it.

When you're ready to buy a house, call me.

And then we'll go discoing all night.

You're all heart, Tina.

You know that?

See you later.

Oh!

Well, well, well, here you are, right on the button.

I like that, that gives me confidence.

Well, that's what I sell, Jake. Confidence.

Ah, Barry, this here is Miss Lucy Doolittle from Pensacola.

Hi.

Hi. It's a pleasure to meet a real Southern lady, ma'am.

Pleased to meet a western gentleman, sir.

I've been listening to Mr. Pickens

sing your praises ever since lunch.

Unfortunately, Barry, I can't carry a tune

so that may not be a compliment.

Jake, you're too much.

Uh, may I present Kris Munroe,

one of my real estate associates?

Hello.

How do you do? Hi.

Would you like to continue this in the car?

Uh, hop in and I think you're in for a few pleasant surprises.

I like surprises, as long as they don't cost me money.

That's funny.

There's nothing funny when it comes to money, Barry.

Well, Jake?

We'll see, we'll see, son.

I think you're gonna like it, Jake, believe me.

Well, son, for the kind of money we're talking about,

I should love it.

What a charming house.

How much is it?

Oh, it's 2 million asking, we think it's a steal.

Oh, well, who's doing the stealing, honey?

The buyer or the seller?

Hello, everybody.

Folks, this is Tina Fuller,

another Barry Kingsbrook real estate specialist

ready to serve you.

Oh, Barry, Barry, Barry.

Where do you find them?

Why don't you all come in

and have a glass of champagne and cool off?

Okay.

Go ahead, Jake.

Oh, yeah.

Allow me to present Tyrone, caterer to the stars.

We have here a few delicacies to tempt the travelers' palate.

My, my, my, you know a man can put on 50 pounds

just looking at all that.

Tyrone, the champagne, please.

Lovely.

Thank you. Thank you.

But, um, have we not met before?

You remember...

Oh, I hardly think so, Mr. Tyrone, but you know,

I do have a cousin that lives around here,

and some folks think there's a certain likeness.

Yes, but...

Oh, Mr. Tyrone, I do envy you, sir.

You must tell me the name of each and every star

that you have ever catered to.

Mr. Kingsbrook, how nice to see you.

Miss Ludlow, you look fabulous.

Thank you, Mr. Kingsbrook, so do you. So do you.

Thank you.

Are these the buyers you mentioned?

Yes, this is Mr. Jake Pickens of Palm Beach.

My pleasure.

Charmed.

And his friend Miss Doolittle.

Hi.

Hello.

Would you like to join us for some hors d'oeuvres?

Oh, I do love the way you sell houses.

Thank you.

You know, it turns out that you and Mr. Pickens

have something in common. Oh, what's that?

Well, he also collects rare letters, and he was wondering

if you'd be kind enough to show yours to him.

Treasures are made to be shared,

Mr. Kingsbrook, don't you agree?

Oh, my philosophy exactly, Miss Ludlow.

Mr. Kingsbrook, you are incorrigible.

Ooh, not bad, not bad at all, if I say so myself.

Have you seen the Franklin letter to the marquesa?

Seen it? My dear, I memorized it.

I have never seen anything like it, Miss Ludlow.

Tell me about your collection, Mr. Pickens.

Well, at the last appraisal it was valued

at a quarter of a million dollars, but that is not even

in the same ballpark as these little darlings.

I, uh... I gather you like them, Jake?

Oh, you gather correctly, son.

Maybe Miss Ludlow knows

where you can get some that are similar.

Hm. Well, Mr. Pickens,

I wish I could, but these are one of a kind,

they've been in my family for generations.

There's no way I could ever part with them.

Not for any price?

Not for any price.

Well.

Well, then, I guess I should just reconcile myself.

Why don't you and me talk price

about the house, Mr. Kingsbrook?

At least I can buy something today.

Would you excuse us, Miss Ludlow?

Of course.

Thank you.

You, uh, like them Jake?

Oh, I don't just like them, son. I want them.

Real bad.

You got 'em.

Just have the money ready Saturday afternoon,

and I'll tell you where

to deliver when the time comes.

Then Sunday morning, I'm on my little plane to Palm Beach,

and that only gives you 24 hours, son.

You think you can handle it?

Remember my motto, Jake:

Barry Kingsbrook, where the client is king.

Ho-ho!

I think we've zeroed in on the rat.

Uh-huh. Now all we have to do is get the rat into the trap.

You northern girls sure do talk dirty.

Excuse me.

Uh, can I talk to you for a moment, Barry?

Sure. Excuse me, Jake? Yes, son.

Not now, Tina.

Barry, it's now or never.

I had a friend of mine check Kris' file

in Sacramento and it doesn't exist.

She has to be a plant.

Well, well.

I told you not to bring her, why did you?

Okay, hold it down.

I learned something a long time ago:

If somebody is watching you,

keep them close so you can keep an eye on them.

Don't worry. Kris Munroe is dead.

Well, uh, yes, Miss Ludlow.

The open house is doing just fine.

Well, my people will be there from 1 to 5,

you can come back any time after 5.

Okay.

Well, thank you.

Bye.

You wanted to see me?

Yeah, Kris, I wanted to go over some new listings with you,

but, uh, we'll work out at my place

and kinda get away from the phones, you know?

Oh, I can't. I have a meeting

with a very important client in 10 minutes.

This is not a request, my dear. It's what you're going to do.

So you might as well put a smile

on that pretty little face of yours.

Honey, I am gone for the day.

No phone calls under any circumstances

and don't try to find me.

Barry, this is a qualified buyer.

He's gonna make an offer on a million six house.

We have the exclusive. Do you know what the...?

You are going to love my place.

There's not another one like it in Beverly Hills.

The man I bought it from was a million dollar a picture actor

and he's got a room in there called the bomb shelter

you are not going to believe.

Barry, I don't wanna go.

Well, then you're fired. Is that what you want?

Well, you certainly can be convincing.

Ha-ha! This way.

I don't understand this.

Where is Kris? She was due here 20 minutes ago.

Why don't we call her at Kingsbrook's office?

Well, let's give her five more minutes.

Ah, looks like the last ones are leaving now.

Bye-bye, now.

Bos, there's Tiffany.

Hi. Hi.

All right, everybody's left the house except Tina Fuller.

And that little sweetheart has just unlocked the front door

and turned off the burglar alarm.

I figure is the same thing she did at the Mayhew house

the day of the robbery there. Have you seen Kris?

No.

Haven't you?

Well, that does it,

then I'm gonna phone her at the office.

Look.

Come on in, guys.

It's that way.

Let's go.

All right. Don't move.

Hold it!

Get up slowly, gentlemen.

Hold it!

Hold it!

Where's Kris?

How should I know?

All I did was unlock the door.

Tina, whatever happens, you're an accessory.

Now, where is she?

Come on, let's go. Come on.

Chang, we'll be in the bomb shelter.

This way.

The movie star I bought this place from

was convinced that someone was out to get him

so he had this bomb shelter constructed.

Aprés vous.

It pays to be crazy, right?

Paranoid's paradise.

Now, wouldn't you like to, uh,

get out of those hot clothes

and slip into something comfortable?

I'd like to get back and sell that house.

Uh-huh. Well, you know what they say

about all work and no play.

Well, you know what they say

about all play and no commissions.

I'll tell you what.

Let's get into the hot tub and talk about your future

with the company, okay?

And don't worry, I have a suit for every size.

Hmmm.

Well, when in Rome... Right this way.

601 Beverly Heights Drive.

They're waiting for you, sergeant.

Please hurry. Right.

Time is running out, Tina.

I'll go a lot easier on you

if you tell us where Kris is.

Barry took her to his place.

But I had absolutely nothing to do with it.

Hello.

Dynamite. You know,

maybe I should double your commission.

Why do you think I wear the suit?

Here you go. Pure fruit juice and vitamins.

Here's to... moving the merchandise.

This is nice, isn't it?

It's nice, it's really nice.

Who hired you, Kris?

What do you mean?

Kris, who hired you?

What did you put in that drink?

It's just fruit juice.

Of course there a coating on the glass

with drug on it.

Nice little drug.

Now, are you gonna answer some of my questions?

I wanna know who you're working for,

and I wanna know how much you know about my operations.

Oh, I'm so sleepy.

Now, you listen to me.

Unless I administer an antidote

they're gonna find you here

simmered like an artichoke. Cooked to death.

Now, are you gonna talk to me,

or do I have to leave you here to die?

Okay, babe. I gave you every chance.

There's nothing more I can do for you now.

Dedrick Exterminators. No. No.

Mr. Kingsbrook telephoned us.

You've got termites.

Sorry, no need termites.

We're not selling them. You have them.

No have termites.

Have Tupperware, silverware. All kind of ware.

No termites.

We mean... bugs.

You sell bugs?

Mr. Kingsbrook sent for us.

May we see him, please? He busy.

He's really gonna be bugged if you...

don't tell him about his bugs.

Sorry. Mr. Kingsbrook, he busy.

Well, I'm sorry, but we're going to have to insist.

You sell termites with gun.

Aye. Excuse me.

Chang?

Chang?

Kris?

You didn't really think I'd drink that, did you?

Look,

we can make a deal, okay? I know we can make a deal.

I don't think so.

Think about it, Kris.

A million dollars I'm talking about, okay?

Tax free, no strings.

I'm talking about a million dollars.

A million dollars, Kris!

I'm good for it. Ask anybody.

Kris!

Kris!

I think that's called moving the merchandise.

Kris!

Looking for a house?

This one's a steal.

Wait'll you see the playroom.

Well, Charlie, most of the stolen items

including the Mayhew's Egyptian jewelry were found

in a warehouse in San Francisco.

You see, apparently Kingsbrook was selling them

one at the time. Whenever he was in need of money

to cover his poker debts.

That's one of the reasons he was so hard to trace.

Kingsbrook, in his own way, was a shrewd operator.

Oh, a man of impeccable taste, Charlie.

He stole nothing but the best.

Speaking of impeccable taste, Angels,

I think you deserve a special reward

for the fine job you did.

Bosley, show the Angels what I had in mind.

I thought that you would never mention it, Charlie.

As for myself, I cannot stomach the idea.

But on behalf of the Angels,

I thank you and bid you adieu.

Do you...? Do you get the felling,

Bosley's trying to tell us something?

With all the subtlety he can muster.

And our Bos is not known for his subtlety.

Ladies, please. You are spoiling the surprise.

Voilà!

Oh, boy.

Beautiful.

Tyrone has created these irresistible morsels

to caress your palates.

Ha-ha! Terrific.

May I serve you, monsieur?

Uh, no, no, no, Tyrone. Really, I shouldn't.

Oh, yeah. You see. Bosley's on a diet, Tyrone.

Yes, he has to lose 10 pounds this month.

Stakes his reputation on it.

Don't you, Bos?

Yes, uh, that's... That's true.

But of course it's not every day that we get a chance

to celebrate the rescue of letters

by George Washington, Thomas Jefferson

and Benjamin Franklin,

our founding fathers. Bosley.

Your diet.

Think of your reputation.

Greater love hath no man

than he lay down his diet for his country.

Oh, no. Here. Mmm.

Bravo.