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Once upon a time,

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

two in Los Angeles...

the other, in San Francisco,

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.

Ladies and gentlemen,

for those of you visiting La Hermosa

for the first time,

let me take this opportunity to familiarize you

with some of the principal players

who will be competing for the $20,000 La Hermosa Cup.

In this exhibition game, on the left court,

is Swedish National Champion

and one of the top moneymakers on the tour,

Miss Helga Born.

Playing with her,

somewhat of a newcomer to the tour,

but a young lady also showing great promise

as a professional, Miss Sandy Keller.

In the right court,

a name you're all familiar with...

Miss Carrie Jo Evans.

After being inactive for one season,

Carrie Jo, under the sponsorship

of the Spinner Manufacturing Company

makes her comeback bid this year.

Playing with Carrie Jo

is Carmita Medina, twice Mexican champ

and a welcome newcomer to the circuit.

That's blowing it, Champ.

Don't let him get to you.

Whatever happened to washing and ironing?

Maybe you'd like to play us ladies again,

smart mouth.

Kyle, shut up and sit down.

For you, lover.

All right.

Help!

Help! Somebody help!

Somebody help!

Ow!

Help!

Angels, this is the way it breaks down.

Sandy Keller,

the girl who was trapped in the shower room

at La Hermosa.

Change, Bosley.

Helga Born,

the Swedish national champ and one of the leaders

in promoting the cause of women's tennis.

All right, Bosley.

Carmita Medina, the Mexican national champion,

And finally,

a name you should be familiar with, Carrie Jo Evans.

This is an interesting case, Angels.

These are some of the major competitors

on the tour.

With the big prize money at stake,

they're all potential victims,

merely because they're competitors

for the prize money,

they are also potential suspects.

Change, Bosley.

And since he lost this grudge match

with Carrie Jo,

Ronnie Kyle has not felt kindly toward women tennis players.

He's also at La Hermosa to broadcast the event,

so he, too, must be considered a suspect.

A regular on the tour is Carrie Jo's sponsor,

Arlo Spinner.

You could give him some attention.

He might be helpful.

You might mention the other accidents

that all seem to be connected, Charlie.

A gas explosion ripped up the Monterey Invitational.

A fire ruined the Phoenix Invitational.

I read about those.

If I remember, no one was hurt, were they?

No, but several of the top players

have pulled out of the tour.

I'm afraid sooner or later,

someone will get injured or killed.

And you think the accidents are connected somehow,

and deliberate?

The tournament director at La Hermosa

checked the plumbing.

The steam and water system had been tampered with

and the shower room door had been blocked

from the outside.

The whole thing was quite deliberate.

Now, Kris, you played college tennis, didn't you?

Uh... Yes, Charlie, but that was strictly amateur.

Carrie Jo is world-class.

Yes, but Charlie,

aren't the really big names away,

playing in the Australian Invitational this week?

Bosley!

Precisely.

So, Kris, do you think you could hold your own

against some of the remaining players?

Uh... Yeah, Charlie, I can try.

That's all a boss can ask.

Now, Sabrina and Kelly,

why don't you two set up a cover

as a clothes designer and a model?

And, uh, and Bosley,

I've got a very special job for you.

Oh, don't forget your cushion, sir.

Thank you, sir.

Thank you... very much.

A little higher, higher.

Make it gleam, make it sparkle with...

Spinner Pro Power?

Hey, you said it.

No, actually, you said it. I read it.

Good enough, babe. Just remember the name, okay?

Because we're tooled up to knock out

a couple hundred thousand of these babies.

Are you expecting a rush?

If I do my job right.

I'm Arlo Spinner.

This is my associate, Ed Fisk.

Hello, Mr. Fisk.

Hello. How are you?

Oh, you're that Spinner?

Owner, manufacturer, financier, idea man, and head gofer.

I'm impressed.

Well, I'm impressed, too.

Listen, you ever thought about modeling racquets?

No, no.

Right now, I'm just concentrating on using one.

I'll see you.

This can be worn casually or for sports,

and it can be found in the plaza shop.

Thank you.

Hello.

You can find this in the plaza shop.

You know, I could learn

to live with clothes like these.

Well, don't, because Bos said

as soon as the job is finished,

back it goes.

Hello.

You know, you'd never

get off the court in that one.

They'd jump right out of the stands at you.

Instant fans!

Speaking of fans,

I'll bet your fans are relieved.

Relieved?

Yeah, that accident the other day.

Lucky you got to the showers late,

or you might have been hurt, too.

Oh, you said it.

There was a call for me in the lobby.

But when I got there, there was no one on the line.

It's funny, we all got calls...

Helga, Carmita, and me.

With no one on the phone?

Yeah.

Oh, it was probably some fan who kept getting cold feet.

Oh, excuse me.

Sure.

Do you believe those phone calls

were from a nervous fan?

No, I think we should

do some checking on Carrie Jo.

And her friends. Mm-hmm.

Yeah, well, listen.

The ad people sent these over.

We've gotta make some decisions.

Arlo, this is... Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm Sabrina Duncan. Hello.

Kelly Garrett.

Well, hi. I'm Arlo Spinner.

Hey, that's a terrific outfit you've got on.

Oh, thank you.

Just something mother whipped up.

Uh, why don't you take a look at these?

Hey, you got a great sense of humor.

You ever think about modeling racquets?

You mean just racquets?

Mother would never approve.

Well, would we have to tell her?

I tell mother everything.

Anything of those knock you out?

Oh, I like them all, Arlo.

Look, why don't you decide?

I've really gotta go practice.

It was nice talking to you and your friend.

Nice to meet you. Thank you.

Now, you look like a lady

that just might have an opinion about all this.

Well... I would say this one.

The thrust of the racquet,

the grip, the swing, they say something.

They do say something, don't they?

And you see if an ad say something,

it can sell something.

Right. Hey...

You ever thought about modeling racquets?

I do the designing.

She does the modeling.

Well, you know, I don't have any rags in my line.

Rags... Clothes.

Oh, clothing. Sorry.

Now, have you ever thought of going in with someone

who's already got the promotion,

the distribution, you know, the whole rest of the enchilada?

No, I really hadn't.

Maybe we could get together sometime, you know,

sort of talk it over.

Just the two of us.

I'm free for dinner tonight.

You are? Well, great!

Why don't we meet back here, about 6:00?

Around 6:00. Um, excuse me.

Oh, sure.

For birthdays or fun days,

a perfect gift for your lady

or a business associate.

No, Kelly, you cannot keep it.

Hello.

Hi. Did he ask you to model his racquets?

You too? Uh-huh,

and a few hundred others, I bet.

I'm gonna have dinner with him tonight.

It comes in all sizes.

No, she cannot keep it.

Shh, shh, shh.

While you're working on Spinner,

I'll see what I can learn

about Carrie Jo's chief competitor,

Helga Born.

Mm-hmm. That's a good idea.

See you later.

Yeah, I think it would be a lovely gift for your wife.

She's watching me again.

Who's watching you?

That woman over there, in the big floppy hat.

She's got to be involved in the trouble around here.

She has been staring at me since the moment we arrived.

She's got her cover down pat.

Cover?

Sure.

That phony "tourist" bit.

You know what I'd do, if I were you, Bosley?

I would invite her somewhere,

and I would find out what she really wants.

You're right.

At a place and time of my choosing,

I'll play her little game,

and I'll play it better.

And you'll devastate her.

Thank you very much, sir.

Yes.

Miss Born?

Miss Born?

Miss Born?

You do not have to repeat my name.

Yoga meditation is total awareness.

Oh, well, you didn't answer me.

If you were attuned, you would have felt my response.

You see, at that moment

I was one with the universe.

No me, no you, just us.

Harmony.

Oh.

Does harmony help you with tennis?

It is tennis.

Oh... It is?

You, the ball, your opponent, are one.

The game is inside you.

Oh, well, then how do you know who wins

or who loses?

The one who breaks the harmony loses.

As you did in the restaurant,

when you were displaying yourself.

No.

Were you there? I didn't see you.

I refused to stay

and watch you sacrifice your beautiful inner self,

exploit your sexuality.

Oh, well, uh... I never thought of it that way.

Perhaps you should start.

Yeah.

What is that stuff?

Sprouted alfalfa.

Don't they feed that to cows?

It is for the inner self.

Yeah, well...

I think I'd rather exploit my outer self.

Harmony.

Bree, hi. Kris.

Anything yet?

Okay, listen.

I'm gonna go hit a few with Carmita,

see if I can figure where she's coming from.

Okay.

I'll check you later.

Hey, there you are.

Ready to hit a few?

What's the matter?

Carmita?

What's the matter?

Are you asleep?

Okay, thank you.

Respiratory failure.

At least that's the examiner's

preliminary opinion.

You mean Carmita just stopped breathing?

Well, there's gonna be an autopsy, but right now,

they're saying death by natural causes.

You believe that?

Mm-mm.

There is somebody that knows all about the body

and breathing. Helga.

I think I better pursue that relationship.

Watch it.

That match with Ronnie Kyle

got a lot of publicity.

I've got public attention

for women's tennis, for all of us.

It all comes down to one thing, doesn't it?

The money!

No, no, no.

It's crowd applause, and approval,

and getting paid for it too, yeah.

What's wrong with that?

People like you should be stopped.

You're so pure... I'd watch my mouth.

Hi... Hello.

I didn't mean to intrude.

I'm sorry.

It's not your fault.

I picked a poor place to argue.

It's just that she disturbs my sense of harmony,

my sense of being.

Helga, I want to talk to you.

I've come to a decision.

A decision?

You were right.

I don't want to exploit myself anymore.

I want to explore my inner self.

Very good.

Then the first step to wisdom are the Asanas.

You begin by breathing in

through the throat...

And out...

Helga, the vibrations are still bad here.

Disharmony, you know?

Do you mind if we go to my place?

Not at all.

You're becoming more attuned already.

Come on.

The clerk said I'd find you here.

Mister, uh...

Bosley, as you probably know by now.

I don't know as much as I'd like to.

Oh. You admit it?

I admit I'm trying to liberate myself.

Won't you sit down?

Good.

Let's don't make a scene in here.

You're such a strong-looking man.

I am formidable, as friend or foe.

That's very exciting.

Look, let's don't play games.

You want something from me.

The brochure said

I could count on a wonderful vacation,

but I never dreamed it could be like this.

I'll be direct.

I'm lonely.

My room or yours?

Room?

Did you say you're lonely?

Until just now.

You mean, you think that I am a...

Attractive... No, overpowering...

Madam... you... you have

misunderstood my intentions.

Please forgive me.

I must get back to my, uh... cushions.

Hey, sweetie.

Where's your friend?

The one with the legs.

Gee, that's kind of funny.

I really hadn't noticed

that girls are the only ones with legs.

The only ones that count.

Sit. I'm buying.

I tell you what.

You'll have to excuse me.

I gotta tend to business.

Oh, working girl, huh?

That's right.

Gonna compete in a man's world?

You're too busy to be a woman, huh?

Yeah, that's right, big fella.

Here, Romeo.

Why don't you get off on this, please?

Sorry about him.

I got us a table over here.

Great.

This is my associate, Eddie Fisk.

How do you do? Nice to meet you.

Leave one of those, Eddie.

Thank you.

And this is the top of my next line,

the one after the new one.

Aren't you getting a little ahead of yourself?

Oh, no, no, no.

I always got to be at least two model years ahead.

You see, I operate just like Detroit.

I'll let you in on a little secret.

It's the same as with cars.

There's really not that much difference

in my line and anyone else's.

Ah... So you have to make it look different?

Right, and promote the hell out of it.

Why are you telling me all this?

I don't know.

This started out to be pitch number 6A,

and uh... I guess I really like you.

You know what the Spinner Company really is?

I mean, what my old man left me,

you know, when he died.

Uh, no...

Doggie sweaters and these little socks for cats.

But the old man wouldn't let me near his crummy little company

while he was alive.

Everything I did turned out wrong.

Even my size turned out too small.

I could never be the athlete he was.

Sounds like that bothered you.

Yeah, it bothered me.

But I'm gonna make it, Sabrina.

I'm gonna make it big, bigger than he ever dreamed.

Arlo, could I ask you a question, now, huh?

Oh, sure.

You seem to know everybody around here,

which top player could use some really big money?

Not Helga.

She's too off in space, you know.

Carrie Jo's been queen of the mountain so long,

she's gotta own it by now.

No, I really can't think of anybody that needs...

Why do you want to know?

I need somebody to endorse my line,

for a percentage, of course.

Oh, I can't believe it.

Here I am pouring my heart out,

and you're still going on with angles.

Arlo, I'm sorry...

No, no, listen, we're two of a kind.

We're made for each other.

What do you say, Sabrina?

I'll give it some serious thought, Arlo.

All right?

Could we get a waiter?

Yeah, sure. Hey!

Kelly?

Kelly, we just talked to... Kelly... Kelly?

Kelly, say something.

What's the matter with her?

My god, she's got a look just like Carmita's

when I found her dead on the tennis court.

Kelly?

Kelly, open your eyes.

Say something.

Anything.

Look, Kelly, if you want the tennis outfit,

you can have it.

Just say something.

Promise, Bosley?

Kelly, that was a cheap shot.

I agree.

Sorry. Just practicing.

Wait a minute.

What?

It was everything Helga said it was.

What?

I was totally aware,

super-aware of all of you,

the way Carmita had to be right before she died.

Well, that means, then, whoever killed her,

she knew them and she trusted them.

Like Helga?

Or... Or Carrie Jo.

Which is why we came in here

in the first place.

You know the guy Carrie Jo married last year?

Well, Charlie's been doing some checking.

Now, apparently he made a lot of lousy investments,

and then he just left with the rest,

leaving Carrie Jo stone broke.

No way to treat a lady.

So this comeback has got to work.

And she's not getting any younger.

I mean, she's not old, but for an athlete...

To have to wind up and push one more year

and one more year...

That can make somebody pretty desperate.

And desperate people do desperate things.

Freeze.

I'll go check her out.

Are you okay?

It's okay. Are you okay?

Okay. Man or woman?

Who could tell with that hood?

Ran like a man.

Could be a woman athlete.

Hi.

Hi.

I'll have a Coke.

All right.

Lord help us.

One of them lady athletes.

Well, hello, Mr. Kyle. How are you?

Surviving.

Yeah, I guess you need that to steady your nerves

after all that shooting this morning.

Shooting?

You didn't hear it?

No.

Who got shot at?

Carrie Jo.

Hit or a miss?

Well, it was a miss, but just barely.

Somebody really tried to kill her.

No kidding.

You know, you must be a really heavy sleeper,

sleeping through all those gunshots.

Listen, it's none of your business...

but I don't like what you're getting at,

so I'll tell you.

I wasn't around here this morning.

Oh. How come?

You really are a nosy broad.

Well, it's just that I want to like you.

I really do.

I don't want to have to think

anything bad about you, that's all.

Okay.

I, uh... I woke up feeling lousy.

Touch of the flu.

I went to see a doctor.

Hmm. Well, you look okay now.

Must be a pretty good doctor.

You know, you're starting to sound

like you're a cop or something.

I'm sorry. I don't mean to.

I'm just trying to figure what's with you and Carrie Jo.

There's nothing to figure.

She's a phony.

Ah.

Well, for a phony, she whipped you

pretty good.

Look, I can take her anytime.

I had an off day.

Well, could you take me?

On my worst day.

Good.

I'll see you on the courts. One hour.

You know, it's a funny thing, Mr. Kyle.

What?

I thought you came in here this morning.

No.

Sure.

You had a hangover.

I mixed you a drink, remember?

You really think you can pull this off?

I mean, that guy

used to be one of the best.

I know, but I've got to, Bree.

We've got to find out what that guy's capable of.

You could push some dangerous buttons.

Well... You guys never said it'd be easy.

Love-15.

Whoops.

I'll have to ask the players

to refrain from remarks during play.

The players?

You heard him.

Love-30.

You, uh, want to quit now?

Have yourself a nice cry?

Ace.

15-30.

30-all.

Whoa. Uh, slipsies...

Out!

It's close... but out.

The ball was in.

Advantage, Miss Munroe.

What? Are you crazy?

What, do you need glasses or something?

I don't have to take this.

Think he's about ready to blow.

Uh-huh.

Be careful.

Shh.

Kris, we're in the bar.

Kyle just left.

If he's going to get to you,

it's gonna be soon.

Bosley's following you.

Okay, I'm going in the shower now.

I can't conceal anything in there, like a gun,

so don't lose him.

Uh, girls, Kyle's here at the refreshment stand,

ordering a cup of coffee.

I'm sorry to tell you this,

but I don't think

we've got a killer ready to explode here.

I think we've got a bad tennis player

who happens to be a tired old drunk

trying to sober up.

Where'd we go wrong?

Good bet. Wrong horse.

You know, I just had this awful thought.

Suppose, while we've been running around,

the killer's been setting up

his next target?

Sandy, Carmita, Carrie Jo... Yeah?

So far, all the victims

or near-victims have been top players.

So who do we have left?

Only one... Helga.

That makes her either the prime suspect

or the next target.

Hey, there she is.

Oh.

Don't move, Helga.

Don't move.

There is no... There is no need for concern.

We are as one.

Oh!

Ooh... Okay, Helga,

sit back down and be still.

Just stay calm. Everything's okay.

Get away from me! Your vibrations did this.

Sit still, or you're gonna kill yourself!

Wait, now.

So you can finish killing me?

You think we did that?

Who else is there?

Helga, we're detectives,

all three of us, okay?

Detectives?

Okay, come on, Helga.

We're here to help you.

Now, just calm down.

But, why... Please. Come on, please?

Just sit down. Come on.

Helga, there isn't time to explain.

Just trust us.

It's all right. It's all right.

Just trust us.

You've got to go into a deep meditation,

slow down your pulse.

That's right, just breathe deeply.

Just relax, Helga.

Okay, hold this arm.

That's right. I'll get help.

Listen, I'm telling you,

those three girls are detectives.

All right, all right.

I believe you.

No, no. You don't understand.

They find something out,

I get it... you know, here.

I'm the one that did the killing.

I'm the one goes to the slammer.

Hey, listen, don't you think

I'd get stuffed into matching stripes?

Use your smarts.

I gave the orders.

We're both in this together.

So we gotta stick together, huh?

Now there's gonna have to be another accident or two.

Just to cover us, okay?

Why don't you get on it?

Okay, Arlo... but if I fall on this one,

you better be there when I hit the bottom,

because if you're not,

I'm gonna bounce back up

and I'm gonna take your head off.

How are you doing, honey?

What do you think of the new layouts?

Great.

What lady doesn't like to see herself

splashed all over the page?

Yeah, I thought you'd like them.

"Carrie Jo comes back big with her Spinner Pro

that won at La Hermosa."

It's good stuff.

Here.

Cheers.

Cheers.

But I haven't won yet.

I could carry you down the tubes with me,

if I lose.

You're gonna win.

You seem so certain.

You're a champ.

Am I?

Hey, I never saw you booze it up before, babe.

Well, I'm of age.

God, if there's anything I am, it's of age.

You heard, didn't you?

Heard what?

Fisk.

What about Fisk?

Don't start playing games with me, Carrie.

What I have to play is a tournament, right?

That's what I'm here for?

To win this tournament, in any way possible.

Hey!

You arranged all those accidents, didn't you?

Phoenix and Monterey and here.

You've been slowly eliminating all my competition.

That's why you've been so up, so sure I'd win,

when I wasn't even sure of it myself any longer.

Well, then be sure, Carrie, because you are gonna win,

and we're both gonna be rich.

Wait, wait a minute.

Carrie, you're not scared of me?

You had me shot at.

Just to get suspicion off you and off me.

This is crazy.

I don't want any part of it.

You already are part of it.

I'm not! Yes, you are.

Now, who do you think'll believe you weren't?

You've got as much to gain

in all this as I have, and as much to lose.

Hear that sound in your head, hon?

Hear it?

The cheer of the crowd, you know?

That cheer waiting for you to be number one again.

Well, go for it, Carrie,

because it's the only thing you got.

Wait a minute, Carrie, you forgot something.

Our racquet.

Okay, with Helga out of the tournament,

who have we got left in the way of suspects, huh?

Well, among the top selected players,

Carrie Jo's the only one in shape to play.

Well, maybe she planted

the snake in Helga's bag.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, it's from Charlie.

He's been investigating

the background of everyone.

Well, listen to this.

Fisk, the one who works for Spinner,

he used to, uh... Teach.

Teach... at a health spa.

He taught Yoga.

Fisk?

Fisk.

Listen, I don't know what's going on.

I got to go warm up for my match.

I'll see you guys later.

Okay.

Seen Kris yet?

No.

First match of the tournament,

Susie Kiger of Kansas City

playing Mrs. Carrie Jo Evans of Seattle.

Players ready?

Play.

If you're looking for your friend,

she's in trouble.

Where?

I...

I think I saw her heading for the gym.

It's been Spinner.

Right from the beginning.

All the trouble, Spinner and Fisk.

First, we got to find Kris. Come on. Thank you.

Kris, are you in there?

Kris open up.

Kris, you hear? Open up!

Kris! Kris, open the door.

Drop it!

I wouldn't. Put it down. Now.

Spinner's running. Where would he go?

I won't ask again.

Kris, there.

There he is. Let's go.

Freeze!

Drop that gun, Sabrina.

Drop it!

Drop!

Now, move up there.

Drop those guns.

You drop them!

Move up there.

Get up there. Get up there!

All of you, keep going.

Keep moving, keep moving.

Keep moving.

That's far enough.

Stay there.

Just stop right there.

I didn't want this to happen, you understand that?

I'm sorry about it.

Especially for you, Sabrina.

Yeah, I know, Arlo.

You're crazy about me, right?

We're two of a kind, made for each other.

I guess it must be different

to have to do your own dirty work, huh?

I mean, Fisk usually does

this kind of thing for you, doesn't he?

Don't talk like that.

Look, the bottom line is still...

You're the smallest kid on the block, Arlo, right?

You don't say that.

You're still trying to fill Daddy's shoes.

I did fill them.

I made it. You know I did.

No, Arlo.

You know you didn't.

I can and I will.

It's just talk, Arlo.

I mean, don't you understand that?

That's all it is.

It's just talk, it doesn't mean anything.

It's just talk.

I want you to stop it.

See?

I want you to stop it.

I want you to give me the gun.

No, no, stay there. Don't move.

I don't want to have to use this, but I will.

No, you won't. No.

Because if you could have...

you already would have.

Please, Sabrina. Please.

I don't want to have to...

You don't have to do anything, Arlo.

You don't have to do anything

except just give me that gun, you understand?

That's the only thing you have to do.

That's the only thing you have to do.

Please, Arlo.

Please.

Please.

I'm sorry, you know?

It was Fisk.

He was just supposed to scare everybody,

and then... and then it got all out of control.

You understand?

Yeah, I know.

One thing puzzles me, Kris.

Why did Kyle lie to you about seeing the doctor?

Yes, what was that story

about his being sick the morning of the shooting?

Well, you see, Charlie,

he'd been drinking pretty heavily all morning

and he missed a telecast and he was afraid

his company would fire him.

I see.

By the way, who won the tournament?

Oh, Sandy.

I guess that shock in the shower

was a little more frightening

than physical.

It was her first win as a pro, Charlie.

Good for her.

Bosley, where are you going?

What makes you think I'm going anyplace?

Well, no Angel has a footstep as heavy as that.

And why are you all dressed up?

Wait a minute.

You can't tell I'm dressed up, Charlie.

I refuse to believe that.

It's your voice tone.

You sound like you have a heavy date,

and you always dress for that.

Who's the lucky lady?

Oh. Uh, a Miss Hailey.

It's a lady I met at the tournament.

Bosley, I thought you were suspicious of her

and you were going to confront her.

Yeah!

Yes, I was.

Well, as a matter of fact, I did,

but Miss Hailey confronts most charmingly.

Oh, Bosley.

Sounds fascinating.

Yeah, well, it'll all

be in the report, Charlie.

Well, I hope not all, Bosley.

I want all of it, every word, Bosley.

You better hurry.

Miss Hailey might not wait.

Have a good time.

Be home by 10:00. Have a wonderful time.

Bye-bye.