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That's just up ahead. Let's take it.

Looks like a page from a comic book.

Doctor Olssen.

The girl we brought in how is she?

'We're not sure.'

But she's conscious.

But she can't seem to remember anything.

Amnesia?

It's Anna.

Don't move.

What a day, Ponch. Why aren't we at the beach?

That's where we're headed, partner.

We lucked out and drew Malibu for the rest of the week.

Alright! Sand, surf, and beautiful girls.

'Just remember, we're workin'.'

'Spoilsport.'

'Hey, you still haven't told me'

about your date last night with Sheila.

Don't ask. It was a real horror show.

What happened? You bring out the beast in her?

I brought out the hives.

She's allergic to my aftershave.

'Any units in the vicinity a woman screaming'

'for help on Pacific Coast Highway'

'near Seagull Cove.'

That's just up ahead. Let's take it.

LA Mary 6 and 8, we have--

Look out for the hot tar.

It's after me.

No, no, it's after..

It's alright. Take it easy.

You'll be alright.

Paramedics en route. Who is she?

No idea.

No purse or anything.

Just this.

Looks like a page from a comic book.

It's the "Sea-Thing," Ponch!

The hottest comic book hero around.

Kathy, follow her to the hospital, would you?

You got it.

Bobby, check out the houses

on the beach near this accident.

She either drove here or lives around here.

I'm on it.

Don't tell me. Start the reports.

You said it.

'Tell me again about the "Sea-Thing."'

Ponch, don't you know the story?

In an isolated cove near this huge chemical factory.

This meteorite crashed into the waves.

And that's how this character was created.

No, no!

When the meteorite hit, Dr. Lawrence Castle

a renown marine biologist was conducting his world-famous

underwater kelp experiments!

So the doctor was killed.

No, surrounded by a strange ball of cosmic dust

Dr. Castle was transformed into

half-kelp, half-man, the Sea-Thing!

Whatever happened to Tom and Jerry?

I don't know. Maybe Sea-Thing ate 'em.

Oh, Dr. Olssen, the girl we brought in how is she?

Oh, Officer Poncherello. Well, physically, she's fine.

Just a minor concussion from being thrown to the ground.

- 'Well, we're not sure.'

Well, she's conscious, but she can't seem to remember anything.

- 'Well, it's a possibility.'

Probably brought on by the accident.

Is it permanent?

'In most cases not.'

The memory usually comes back

though slowly and in pieces.

- Oh, yes, of course.

- Just go right in. - Thank you.

'OB nurse to maternity.'

- Hi, Kathy. - Hi.

Honey, these are the officers that saved your life.

Thank you.

Kathy told me.

But I just can't remember anything.

You really scared us.

'We're worried about you.'

I'm sorry.

How you feeling now? You comfortable?

Yes.

But it's so confusing.

I can't even remember who I am.

Let alone where I've been.

When I grabbed you

you said, "He's after me."

Do you remember that?

No.

You had this in your hand when we found you.

What's wrong

I don't know!

Ponch, unless I missed something at the academy

all we have here is a simple traffic accident.

Yeah, with a lot of unanswered questions.

Like, why did she run into the highway?

Was anyone chasing her?

And how come she's so afraid of this comic book?

Frank, no matter how you cut it

all you got is a traffic accident

and I've got a mounting

enforcement problem on the freeways.

Sarge, I got a hunch about this one.

All I'm asking for is a little time.

Ponch, I ran a description through missing persons

and there's no report.

Uh, what is this, a task force?

Where's Nelson? I'm surprised he isn't in on this.

As a matter of fact, he is.

He's out trying to locate someone who knows the girl.

Alright, Frank.

On hunches, you hit about seven out of ten.

Let's just hope this one's a hit.

What's that?

Sarge, this baby's gonna help me

drop 25 pounds and add five new girlfriends!

What's in there, a plastic surgeon?

Very funny.

'We're trying to get some information on a young lady.'

Oh, she's about 18, sandy blonde hair

and hazel eyes.

Are they as pretty as yours, officer?

- Not me, uh..

Maybe you should try down by the colony.

Ma'am, I've been walking up and down every block in Malibu.

Sounds like you could use a nice, hot Jacuzzi, officer.

Thank you.

Uh..

...but I think I better keep on checking.

Hey!

Hey, hey!

Oh, man.

LA-15 Mary-7, in pursuit

of a black and yellow four-door Sedan.

Heading North on PCH.

'Approaching Las Virgenes Road.'

Oh, boy.

Oh, gimme a break, please!

Oh, man.

Well, well, look what we got here.

Wilson Carter.

You know this guy?

We go way back.

But auto theft, Wilson, that's not your style.

Ponch, look at that junker!

No radio, hubcaps, spare tire.

Oh, don't tell me.

You want to keep Malibu clean, right?

Yeah, exactly!

What have we here, a lady's wallet?

Are you getting ready to play tootsie, Wilson?

Hey, uh, how'd that get in there?

Look at this, Ponch.

"Anna Cortland."

So that's the name of our mystery girl.

Anything else in there?

Just this key.

Wonder what it unlocks.

Hey, don't ask me. I never saw it before!

Where'd you pick him up?

All started here.

Car was parked near this house.

- "Stanley Woods." '

He's the creator of the Sea-Thing.

'I'm still confused, Bruce.'

'Is the Sea-Thing supposed to be a good guy or a bad guy?'

'Well, most people think he's a bad guy.'

''Cause sometimes he has to do bad things.'

'But they're not really bad things.'

'They only look bad.'

'And so he really is a good guy'

'but wants people to think he's bad.'

'I'm sorry I asked.'

Hello?

Hello?

Hello!

Good afternoon.

Mr. Woods, uh..

...we're officers Nelson and Poncherello.

Well!

How nice to meet officers of the law!

Guardians of the trust!

It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Woods.

No, no!

The pleasure is all mine. I assure you.

I'm sorry, gentlemen.

Just a little holograph illusion

I've been working on, and I, I couldn't resist it.

Please, sir, come in, come in!

Yes, gentlemen, I am Stanley Woods.

Ventriloquist, author, artist

gourmet, magician

and musician.

Mr. Woods!

We're here because of a girl named Anna Cortland.

Do you recognize her, Mr. Woods?

No. Should I?

Well, we were hoping you would.

The girl has amnesia.

We believe she was in the area.

Poor, dear thing.

Sorry, I, uh, I don't know her.

Keep practicing.

You're getting better!

Then are you familiar with this?

Yes, it looks like one of my original Sea-Thing drawings.

'Of course, I'd have to study it.'

So many people are trying to imitate me today.

Right, Herbie?

Right, boss. Who's the twosome?

Are you trying to trade me in on a couple of new dummies?

Herbie, mind your manners!

I'm sorry, he's been upset ever since he found out

his father was a telephone pole!

Mr. Woods, we found that page on the girl.

Well, I'm sorry. I can't help you.

Don't let these blockheads take up all your time, boss.

You've got that appointment this afternoon.

Herbie! I'm sorry, gentlemen, but, uh

he's the best secretary I've been able to find.

Well, thank you for coming!

And feel free to stop by any time.

Well, if you do remember anything..

...please call us.

Oh, I will, gentlemen.

And as I said, thank you for coming.

- The drawing, please.

The drawing.

Oh, yes, I..

...I forgot.

Thank you, Mr. Woods.

Boy, I heard Woods was a character

but that was somethin' else!

Yeah, serious "Looney Tunes."

What an act.

An act is right.

Then why were we the audience?

Doesn't make sense.

'Anna Cortland.'

Does that mean anything to you?

It's a pretty name. Are you sure it's mine?

It was on your driver's license.

You're from Portland, Oregon.

I'm sorry. I get nothing.

We checked with the Portland police.

We found that there's no family

and even the address is no longer correct.

Why can't I remember anything?

Don't worry. It'll come to you in time.

Thank you, Officer Linahan

for letting her stay at your place.

Well, I've got plenty of rooms.

Besides, where else would she go?

Oh, I feel so helpless.

You both have been so kind to me.

Anna?

Are you alright?

The sea!

I saw the sea.

What about it?

It's gone now.

It's gone.

Don't be discouraged. It'll take time.

There's your elevator.

- Thank you, doctor. - You're welcome.

- I'll talk to you later. - Bye.

'Orderly needed in pediatrics.'

'Orderly needed in pediatrics, please.'

- Yes.

Yes, excuse me. I didn't mean to startle you like that.

Uh, I'm Dr. R.J. Lansdale

from the Hastins Institute.

Dr. Lansdale!

Oh, I'm one of your great admirers!

I've read all your papers on amnesia trauma.

Oh, which is exactly why I'm here!

Uh, you have an interesting case, doctor

a young girl with a complete memory loss

yet responds to the character from a comic book.

Yes! Anna Cortland.

Oh...but I'm afraid she's just been released.

Oh! I'm so disappointed.

Unless her memory has returned?

'No, not yet.'

Oh! Uh, poor thing.

But I'm very optimistic.

Yes. Well, what is science without optimism?

In the meantime, uh..

...oh, where can I reach her?

- Hey, Ponch. - Hey-hey!

Look, it's a human hefty bag!

Okay, you guys can laugh now

but this sauna suit is gonna change my life.

I already lost one pound.

You want us to help you look for it?

- It's fascinating!

You know, every key tells a story.

Grossy--

For instance, this notch here

indicates a bus locker in town

and this notch means it's from

a locker in the Hollywood district.

Really?

And this indicates it's from the bus depot

at the corner of Hollywood and Vermont.

You mean you can tell all that from a key?

That and I also just got off

the phone with the locker company.

Uh, Bobby, would you check out the locker for us?

No sweat.

Come on, Bruce.

Let's go check out that comic book.

- Hi, guys.

Oh, I'm still trying to fill in the blanks.

Report room, Grossman speaking.

Yeah, we'll drop by when we get off, okay?

- Okay. - See you then.

- Alright. - Buh-bye.

Anna?

- It's for you.

Sorry to bother you, dear, but there's some medication

we forgot to give you.

'Medication?'

Yes, uh, just send me Officer Linahan's address

and I'll send it over.

Okay, just a minute. Kathy, what's your address?

- It's okay. Dr. Olssen.

- Medical delivery. - Oh, let me tell.

Hello, this is Officer Linahan.

'Hello, officer.'

Forgive me for intruding

on your busy day but I need

to send Anna some medicine.

'Okay, no problem, doctor.'

My address is 153 1/2, Malibu Beach Road.

It's the guest house in the rear.

- Thank you. - Buh-bye.

Nice lady.

We must pay her a visit sometime.

Yes.

We must.

Oh!

Ponch, I didn't think you read comic books.

I don't come here to read comic books.

'Elvira?'

Hi.

Well, it's about time, Ponch!

We could use some new blood.

This is my new partner, Bruce Nelson.

- Hello. - Oh, say!

You're cute!

Thank you. You're...different.

Huh! I like him, Ponch.

We need your expert help.

What can you tell me about this comic?

Wow, this is a Sea-Thing galley proof!

Hold on. Something looks weird.

Anything wrong?

I'll say.

This is the original Stanley Woods

Sea-Thingnumber one.

See his insignia in the corner?

Now take a look at your galley proof.

What's a galley proof?

It's the last step before the actual printing.

'It looks different.'

So ours isn't the original.

Why didn't Woods notice that?

'Maybe he did.'

'Hold on, darlings.'

'If this is what I think it is'

it could be authentic and very valuable.

Valuable enough to kill for?

I'd kill for it, handsome.

'But, let me call my experts.'

'I'll find out more and call you.'

Don't move.

There you are, Boris, darling.

Where have you been?

Been looking for you all morning.

You must be starving.

Uh, thanks, Elvira.

Anytime, darlings.

Unpleasant dreams!

Getraer.

Oh, hello, honey.

Yeah, I'm leaving right now.

No, I didn't forget the milk.

It's in the refrigerator in the coffee room.

Alright, uh, lettuce, bread

tomatoes, glue.

Glue?

Oh!

Alright. I'll see you soon.

Right.

Ooh!

Cold.

Grossman!

What are you doing?

Waiting.

15 more minutes

and I can have another glass of milk.

I don't get it.

I mean, while the rest of us are freezing

you're sweating!

Oh, it's the suit, sarge.

I had to turn the air conditioning on.

I was getting too hot.

Did it ever occur to you that while you are losing

weight, the rest of the officers in this station

are coming down with pneumonia?

We all have to make sacrifices, sarge.

That's it. That's it!

Get that walking sauna bath outta my station, now!

Uh, actually, I was just leaving.

And turn off the air conditioning, will you?

Grossman.

Oh, I get the strangest feeling I've been here before.

Have you ever lived by the sea?

Right now you know more about me than I do.

You said I lived with my aunt?

Yes. Before she died.

And my mother and father?

What about them?

Your, your father's been dead for quite some time

and your mother passed away this year

here in Los Angeles.

How'd it happen?

She drowned.

Anna?

That's my phone.

Oh, listen. Go ahead. I'm okay.

I'll be right back.

Hello?

'Hi, Kathy?'

'Listen, I'm glad I caught you.'

'It's Ponch.'

Ponch, where are you? It's a bad connection.

'Kathy, hold on a minute. Someone's at the door.'

- Ponch, Anna's on the beach-- - 'Hold on a minute.'

Kathy

- Hi, Kathy. - Ponch!

What's the matter?

- Something's not right here.

That's Anna!

There she is!

What was that, Ponch?

I know it wasn't Sea-Thing.

I don't know.

But whatever it was

it had a small air tank.

And it wanted Anna.

Sarge, I checked with Dr. Olssen.

She didn't call here for Kathy's address.

Then I got this strange call supposedly from Ponch.

Sarge, whoever's after Anna made those calls.

We've gotta stop 'em!

Is that enough evidence for you?

It's better than having to convince

the captain about Sea-Things.

It's Anna's. I found it in the bus locker.

Anna, have you seen that before?

There's something about it

but...I don't know.

Go ahead, Anna. Take a look inside.

Pictures of the Sea-Thing and stories.

'"To my little pumpkin.'

"Love mom."

My little pumpkin.

My mother's alive!

- Anna. - She is!

You have to believe me!

- I saw her!

I-I don't know, but she's alive.

Please believe me!

We do. We do, Anna.

Sarge, it's easy to check out.

Are you talking about an exhumation, Officer Nelson?

- She is buried in LA. - Let's do it.

At least then I'd know for sure.

Okay. I'll try to get the judge to okay an exhumation order.

Now what was the mother's name?

Katherine Penelope Cortland.

Ponch, Elvira called

says she needs to see you right away.

She says it's important.

Okay, let's roll, partner.

Ponch, thanks for believing me.

Okay.

The deeper we get into this thing

the more Stanley Woods' name keeps comin' up.

Ponch, it's just so hard to believe.

He's such a successful man.

Why would he be involved with this?

You know, you remind me of me when I was a rookie.

What's that, bright and handsome?

Close.

Young and green.

What do you think Elvira wants, Ponch?

I hear she got in a new batch of spiders.

Thanks a lot.

Elvira, we got your message you called.

I got some good news for you, handsome.

We could use some.

Your page is the signed original.

'A very heavy collector's piece.'

I thought Stanley Woods was the creator of Sea-Thing.

'So does everyone else.'

And that's what's bizarro.

Your drawing was made by an underground artist

a very mysterious woman.

- 'She disappeared last year.'

She was known only as Penelope.

- Anna's mother's middle name.

I think we're on to something.

Thanks, Elvira.

Sure you wouldn't rather wait out here?

No, I have to see her for myself, Ponch.

It's a beautiful casket, isn't it?

Hand-carved mahogany

and solid brass fittings.

You know, I've often thought what a pity

'it is, such artistry should be buried under the ground.'

I'm Mr. Meizel, the assistant coroner.

I'm Officer Poncherello.

We're here for the Cortland exhumation.

So am I. Shall we?

Give me a hand, sonny.

- Definitely.

This guy could definitely be in a horror film.

Yeah, and he doesn't even need any make up.

An airtight lid.

What quality!

It's my mother.

She's beautiful.

'What happened?'

'It's a fake.'

Calm down, folks.

It's just painted porcelain.

Exposure to the air must have cracked it.

Then it's true!

My mother's alive!

She is alive!

And we're gonna find her.

Any luck?

Nothing. We looked everywhere.

You guys?

You didn't need that warrant, gentlemen.

My house is always open to the CHP.

Thank you, Mr. Woods.

We just wanted to make sure the welcome mat was still out.

Boys, I'm sorry you had to come all the way up here

and, well, I hate to burst your balloon.

Hey! That's my watch!

Nice trick.

The problem comes when you can't tell

illusion from reality.

Why do I get the feeling that we missed something?

What else could we have done?

You know, we searched the house from top to bottom.

Yeah, but a good magician..

...always makes you look where he wants you to.

Come on, Bruce. I got a hunch to check out.

Hey, stay outta my salad.

Here, try this.

- Hmm! That is fabulous.

Oh, good. It's my secret recipe.

Would you mind getting that?

- Oh, sure. - Thanks.

Hello?

'

'Pumpkin, listen to me, and don't say a word.'

'Just listen! This is your mother and I need your help.'

'Head up Malibu Beach Road'

'until you reach the end of the houses.'

'I'll be waiting in a two-door silver Sedan.'

'I'll explain everything when I see you.'

'Please hurry, and you must come alone, pumpkin.'

'I can only see you.'

'Hurry.'

Who was that?

Oh, um...one of those encyclopedia salesmen.

And I thought they only came to the door.

Um, do you mind if I take a shower before dinner?

Oh, no. Be my guest.

- Everything's in there. - Okay.

Mama!

I knew you were alive!

Anna?

Anna?

Dinner's ready.

Anna?

- Thanks. - Gotta hand it to you, Ponch.

I never would've thought of that.

I just felt that there was more to that house than met the eye.

Excuse me, Officer Poncherello.

It's for you, a Sergeant Getraer.

Thank you.

- Kathy just called.

- Anna Cortland is missing. - We're on it, sarge.

Just have Bobby meet us at the Woods house.

You got it.

It's time for Woods' final performance.

What have you done to my mother?

Oh, you poor child.

It's really too bad you saw us together that day!

Mom!

Oh, pumpkin!

Oh, my sweet little pumpkin.

I knew you were alive!

Mama.

Gentlemen!

What a totally unexpected

and pleasant surprise!

Where's Anna Cortland?

Well, she's not here.

But as I told you before

you're free to search my premises anytime.

You know what this is, Mr. Woods?

I have no idea.

The original blueprint of your house.

We got it from the City Building Commission.

Oh! How very interesting.

Now, unless this is wrong, there should be a room

right behind that bookcase there.

We don't think it's the library.

So why don't you make it easy on yourself, Mr. Woods?

Where's Anna?

Gentlemen, I wanna tell you a story about the woman I love.

Her name is Katherine Cortland.

But the art world knows her as Penelope.

Well, one day her daughter Anna comes to the door.

I didn't wanna let her in, you understand

but...I'm not a violent man

by nature and I couldn't keep her out.

I was shocked when Anna showed me

the original Sea-Thingdrawing.

I didn't think there was any proof in existence

that showed that her mother was the real creator.

Anna should have just gone away.

I mean, she never should have come back.

But how could I keep Anna from telling everybody

that I'd locked up her mother and kept

all the glory and credit for myself?

But you have to understand one thing, gentlemen.

Even if I would've caught up with her

I wouldn't have harmed her.

I told you, I'm, I'm not a violent man.

Bruce, Bobby, tear that bookcase apart.

Mr. Woods, you're under arrest.

Well, I suppose you want me to put my hands on my head?

Isn't that the way they do it on television?

That's Woods' car!

I got 'em! I got 'em!

LA-15, Mary 6 and 7

'we have a truck with a spilled load'

'blocking Fairway and Ocean.'

How'd they do that?

Try to catch us now, huh?

They're still coming! They're still coming!

Get up!

Put your hands on your head.

No tricks, Mr. Woods.

These braces are for real.

What's a reunion without a reunion party?

I don't know how to thank you.

Oh, but thank you so very much.

Seein' you two together says it all.

Hey, sarge, I bet you can hardly tell I have it on at all, huh?

Grossman, you can't go on duty like that.

Sarge, wait a minute.

There's a valuable use for Grossy.

Yeah

He can be a model for a new comic book hero!

Yeah

Blimp Man!