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[Man 1] It looks
good at NASA One.

[Man 2] Roger.
BCS Arm switch is on.

[Man 1] Okay, Victor.

[Man 2] Landing Rocket Arm switch
is on.

Here comes the throttle.
Circuit breakers in.

- [Steve] We have separation.
- [Man 2] Roger.

[Man 3] Inboards and outboards
are on.

We're coming forward
with the side stick.

- [Man 1] All looks good.
- [Man 2] Uh, roger.

[Steve] I've got a blow out,
damper three!

- [Man 2] Get your pitch to zero.
- [Steve] Pitch is out!

[Steve] I can't hold altitude!

[Man 2] Correction.
Alpha Hold is off.

Turn selectors... Emergency!

[Steve] Flight Com,
I can't hold it!

She's breaking up!
She's break...

[explosion]

[Rudy] Steve Austin, astronaut.

A man barely alive.

[Oscar] Gentlemen,
we can rebuild him.

We have the technology.

We have the capability to make
the world's first bionic man.

Steve Austin will be that man.

Better than he was before.

Better, stronger...

faster.

[whirring]

[theme music]

[dramatic music]

[device whirring]

[music continues]

Well, Steve, that's it.

Are you sure
it won't affect my other eye?

I'm positive.

Um, thanks, Harold.

- Hey, Oscar, did you get it?
- I've got it.

Listen, I wanna know exactly

what you've been doing here
all night.

Let me see that.

Alright.

It's incredible, Oscar.

A micro-processing unit

assembled
on a single silicone chip.

[Steve] No bigger
than a grain of rice...

[beeping]

It contains 5400 transistors

and is capable of performing
100,000 operations a second.

Oscar, place the silicone chip
in one of these three boxes.

- I won't look.
- What are we doing?

Just do it, will ya?

Okay, you're on.

[beeping]

It's not in the first box.

[beeping]

Not in the second.

[beeping]

It's in the third box.

I get it. One of Rudy Wells'
quick inventions.

He put a sensor device
in your bionic arm. Right?

When my hand passes over
a microprocessor circuit,

I get a flashing blue light
in my bionic eye.

I know I'm gonna be sorry
after I say this,

but is all this because
you wanna get to Los Angeles

to help Ed Carpenter?

Look, Oscar, Ed Carpenter has
spent two months on the docks.

He's finally located the pier
where the microprocessors

are being brought in.

He's even found out
that they're scheduled

to arrive
within the next three days.

Going through my files again,
eh?

[sighs] Well, I had nothing
to do yesterday after dinner.

But the point is, Oscar,
when the shipment does arrive,

Carpenter has no way
of detecting

where the chips are hidden,
you see, but I do, now.

Steve, I know that Ed Carpenter
is a good friend of yours,

but I've got a much more
important

assignment for you now.

Oscar, you don't seem to realize

that whoever is smuggling
these things in

has the potential
of building mini-computers

that could literally
pick the brains

of our defense-system computers.

Alright.

Alright, I've been here
before. You win.

I guess I was dreaming
when I thought

that Carpenter
could wrap this up himself.

Thanks, Oscar.

I'll get you
into the rooming house

where Carpenter is located.

I needn't tell you how rough
they play on those docks, Steve.

No, you don't, but I've
kind of figured you would.

But I'll be on the ten o'clock
flight to the West Coast.

Oh, you've already got
your ticket, eh?

Right. By the way, what
cover name is Carpenter using?

Brennan. Abe Brennan.

[dramatic music]

[brakes screeching]

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Hi there, Ernie.
- Hi, Abe!

- How's it goin' with school?
- Fine.

[chuckles]

Ernie, go inside and wash up.

Yes, mommy.

- Mr. Brennan?
- Yes, Mrs. Cook?

Are you gonna be out long?

I mean, I'm serving supper
at 6:00 sharp.

Don't worry, I'll be there. I'm
just going out to get a paper.

[car engine starts]

[tires screeching]

What's up, Jimbo?

Tony wants to see you, Brennan.

I can't work tonight.

I put in a full shift today.

We'll see you get a long rest,
Fed.

Get in there.

[car door shuts]

[engine revving]

[tires screeching]

[intense music]

[music continues]

[knocking on door]

Yes?

I'm Mack St offer.

I phoned this morning.

Oh, yes, come right in,
I'll show you the room.

Here it is.
It's small, but it's clean.

Well, this will do just fine.

Would you mind paying
a week's rent in advance?

No, not at all.

Uh, Mrs. Cook, I have
a friend staying here, I think.

Abe Brennan?

He is staying here, isn't he?

Why, yes, he is.
He has the front room.

But he's not in.

Well, do you know where he is?

Mr. St offer, I can't be expected
to keep track of all my roomers.

- Well, I just thought, uh--
- Look, he's a longshoreman.

So was my husband.

Now, he'd take off
without a word

for a day or a week or a month

till finally
he took off for good.

So you see, I really
can't keep track of anybody.

I understand.

[ship foghorn blowing]

Hey, little man, what happened?

A big truck ran over it.

Oh, it did, huh?

- You live here?
- Mm-hmm.

Hey, crying isn't gonna
help any. Let's have a look.

You can't fix it, nobody can.

Well, I don't know, I've seen
some pretty slick repair work

on wrecks worse than this.

The frame's all twisted,
the wheels are all bent.

If that got fixed,
it would be a miracle.

Well, sometimes miracles happen.

I never saw one.

Well, you never know.
You gotta have faith.

- Faith?
- Sure.

You gotta believe
that a miracle can happen.

[Mrs. Cook] Ernest,
come in to supper.

Yes, mama.

[door opens]

[door shuts]

[dramatic music]

[Man 4] Mr. Logan.

[footsteps approaching]

[breathing heavily]

- Tony, I'm upset.
- I know, sir. Brennan.

Clumsy. Clumsy.

You don't dump bodies
in the ocean

unless you want them
to be found.

The police
will be on our necks now.

We've got to move fast.

The ship docks tomorrow.

I want our special cargo
in this warehouse

by midnight tomorrow.

Oh, no sweat, Mr. Logan,
then you'll be leaving

right after you get the stuff.

As quickly as I can.

These are the only chips in
the world that suit our purpose.

Now remember, I want all 20
cases delivered here promptly.

Alright, which case
has the stuff?

Only three cans in one case
are what I'm after.

It's not necessary
for you to know which case.

My technicians
can ascertain that.

You just bring them all here.

And, Tony...

Brennan was a Fed, wasn't he?

Yeah, he was.

Jimbo traced a call he made
to an agency in Washington.

They could have
more than one man in your crew.

I want you to be very careful.

Oh, don't worry, Mr. Logan,
from now on

we're gonna be extra careful.

[dramatic music]

[engine revving]

[engine revving]

Hey, uh,
where can I find the boss?

- Oh, you want the foreman.
- Right.

Tony Anderson.

Oh, that's him right over there
with the clipboard.

Much obliged.

- Anderson?
- Yeah.

Mack St offer.

Now, what is this?

I asked the union
to send me down a guy

who's worked here before.

Next in line for the job.

I got no time
to break in a new man.

Now wait a minute. New man? I've
worked ten years, off and on.

Seattle, huh?

Why'd you quit in Seattle?

[sighs] Well, uh,
family trouble.

Had to move to LA.

Well, I guess there's nothing
I can do about it.

- Same union. Same work.
- Yeah.

Just see that you do the work.

Jimbo! Come here!

- Yeah, Tony?
- New man, Mack St offer.

I thought you didn't want
new men.

[Tony] The union sent him down.
What could I do?

You guys sure know how to make
a fella feel wanted.

- You drive a lift?
- Try me.

That's my rig over there.

Take it over to 55
and unload it,

just inside the door.

You got it.

I don't know, Tony.
I don't like it.

You think I do?

It's gettin' so, I figure
every face I don't know

could belong to a Fed.

[Tony] The last thing we need
right now is union trouble.

Yeah. Well, I'm gonna
keep an eye on him.

Make sure you do, huh, Jimbo?

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

Hey, hey! What are you doin'?

Oh, just lookin' over the cargo.

Busy dock you got here.

- Are you afraid of hard work?
- No.

Well, let's see
how you can heave.

Come on.

Toss those boxes up here.
Come on, let's go.

[grunting]

That fast enough?

I can handle anything
you can throw.

[groans]

[groans]

Okay, okay.

Well, you can really handle
those mamas, huh?

[chuckles] Come on,
we got some trucks to unload.

Come on, kid.

[engines revving]

[dramatic music]

[engine revving]

- Yeah, he looks good.
- Yeah, don't worry about him.

He's a longshoreman, not a Fed.

Anyone who can toss boxes
like he can...

Yeah, well,
I guess I'm just jumpy, huh?

You take care of things here.
I gotta go see the man.

Sam, come on.

Here we go.

Well, you guys sure work hard
around here.

Yeah. You can say that again.

You know,
I had a pal up in Seattle.

I think he's working here now.
Abe Brennan.

Yeah, Brennan.
He's with this crew.

Oh, it'd sure be great
to see him again.

You don't know
where he's working, do you?

I don't know.
I haven't seen him today.

Maybe he went out
and tied one on last night.

- Yeah.
- [Jimbo] Hey, fellas, huh?

Let's get back to work.

When you finish loading,
find the driver

and tell him
to get it out of here.

Slave driver.

[dramatic music]

[telephone ringing]

Hello?

Steve!

Well, I got my job, Oscar.
So far so good.

You're wrong, pal.
It's no good at all.

I want you out of there.

Don't start that again, Oscar.
I'm staying.

They found Ed Carpenter's body
in the ocean

a couple of hours ago.

[Oscar] I'm sorry
I had to tell you that

because I know
how close you two were.

I'll check with you later,
Oscar.

[dramatic music]

[sighing]

[upbeat music]

[Ernest] Come on, bike,
get straight.

Please, bike, come on.

I gotta wish.

Well, that's a man-sized bite.

You know,
I never did get your name.

- Ernie.
- Ernie?

You always eat out here, Ernie?

Mm-mm. Told mama I had to.

- Well, how come?
- I gotta wish.

- Oh, yeah, the bike.
- It don't work.

[Steve] No?

Well, you've got to give
wishing a chance.

You got to be patient.

Been wishin' real hard.

Then it'll pay off,
you can count on it.

Maybe not until
after you're in bed.

Ernest,
haven't you finished yet?

- No, mama.
- Well, then...

You better come on inside
and sit at the table.

I told you you could come out
here only if you ate.

- Now come on inside.
- Yes, mother.

Then may I go right to bed?

To bed? So early?

Yeah, for I can wish in bed.

Alright, we'll see.
You go on inside.

Ernest told me
what you said to him

about wishing
for his bike to be fixed.

He did?

Mr. St offer, I can't afford
to get that bike fixed.

Now I let him sit out here
because he was so excited,

but I really wish you wouldn't
fill his head with wild ideas.

Well, I didn't think having
faith was such a wild idea.

Faith in the possible, maybe.

Anyway, please,
just don't tease him.

Would you like your supper now?

Well, I'm gonna walk into town,
look things over.

I'll get something there,
but thank you anyway.

[door shuts]

[upbeat music]

[metal creaking]

[metal creaking]

[metal creaking]

[Ernest] Wow! Golly! Quick, mom,
quick! Come and look!

[Mrs. Cook] Ernest,
what are you hollerin' about?

My bike! It's fixed!

Who fixed it?

Uh, it's a miracle, mom!
It's a miracle!

[Mrs. Cook] Huh. Well, how do you
suppose it got fixed?

Faith. I must have faith.
That's how.

And the spirit did it.

Are you sure
this is the same bike?

It sure looks the same,
doesn't it?

[chuckles] It's fixed.

- Uh, good morning.
- Good morning, Mr. St offer.

I just want to ask. Did you
bring Ernest a new bicycle?

- No, ma'am. I didn't.
- Well, someone did.

Well, that's nice.

Ernest thinks it's a miracle,

the spirits did it.

[chuckles] Well,
that's even nicer.

[chuckles]

Oh, here's your lunch.

Now I know you're gonna say
that it's not yours, but it is.

The spirits gave it to me.
Have a good day.

Yeah, you, too.

[tires screeching]

Hey, mister, look!

Well, what do you know!
Would you look at that?

The spirits did a miracle
and fixed my bike.

You're crazy, Ernest! There
ain't no such thing as spirits.

There is, too! You ask him!

Well, I think
there are lots of them.

Some people believe in them,
some people don't.

I believe in 'em.
I got faith in 'em, too.

Just a bunch of jive.

Attaboy.

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

[beeping]

[beeping]

St offer.

Take over from Bill over there
on that lift, put it in 55.

Right.

Al!

I told you.

He went out last night
for a paper.

That's all I know.

How long
did Mr. Brennan live here?

About two months.

Did he have any visitors
or friends you know about?

Mister, I don't pry.

On the waterfront you don't pry.

We'd like you to cooperate,
Mrs. Cook.

[sighs] Look, I'm sorry
he's dead. I really am.

He was a very nice man.

But there's nothing more
I can say.

If you did know
something about this,

would you be afraid to tell me?

What do you think?

I think you should know
you'd be well protected.

Oh, sure. [scoffs]

Don't snow me, mister.
I've lived down here too long.

I've known other people
who talk about

what they've seen down here.

And all they've gotten
for their troubles

are a few broken bones,
and worse.

This case is different.

The man you knew as Brennan

was an undercover man
for the government.

We believe
that's why he was killed.

Now, Mrs. Cook,
if you'll cooperate with us,

government agents will protect
you and your family.

Well, Mrs. Cook?

I've told you everything.

If you should change
your mind...

Sure. Sure, I'll get in touch.

I'll let myself out.

[dramatic music]

[door opens]

[door opens]

[Steve] Mrs. Cook, I have
a friend staying here, I think.

Abe Brennan?

[upbeat music]

- Hey, Ernie.
- Yeah.

Where'd you get that, Charlie?

- Junkyard.
- For what?

- I want it fixed, Ernest.
- I can't fix it.

I want the guy who fixed
your bike to fix my bike.

It wasn't no guy.
It was a spirit, Charlie.

Okay, then get your spirit
to fix it.

- Can't.
- [Charlie] Why not?

Not my bike, if it was mine,

the spirit would fix it
right away.

Tell the spirit it's yours.
What's the difference?

That would be a lie.
You mustn't lie to a spirit.

Now listen, Ernest,
I don't care how you do it,

but you see you get that bike
fixed here by tomorrow

or you're in big trouble.

[engine revving]

Excuse me. Mister?

I'm looking for Mack St offer.

Well, he was driving a forklift
over there.

Thanks.

Mr. St offer,
I brought your lunch.

What, two lunches, Mrs. Cook?

I have to talk to you.

Follow me.

So I told the detective
that I didn't know anything,

but I do, Mr. St offer.

Mrs. Cook, I don't think
you should have come down here.

[Mrs. Cook] If you're a friend
of Mr. Brennan's,

then you might be in danger,
too. I had to warn you.

[Steve] Warn me about what?

[Mrs. Cook] The men who picked up
Mr. Brennan

last night work on this dock.

I've seen them often.

Yeah, but you didn't tell
the police that.

No. I wanted to stay out of it.

I couldn't see how it could help
Mr. Brennan now.

But if anything happened to you
and I hadn't warned you--

Mrs. Cook, what makes you think
anything can happen to me?

They told me Mr. Brennan
was a government agent.

You said he was your friend.

I just got to thinking
maybe you...

- [Steve] An agent, too?
- [Mrs. Cook] Yeah.

Mrs. Cook, you're a very brave
woman for coming down here

and I appreciate your concern.

I think you should go straight
home and not mention a word

of this to anyone.
You understand?

Thank you again for coming.

[dramatic music]

Fred. Fred!

Did you unload 20 boxes
of coconut oil?

How should I know?

Look, Freddy, this is important.

And it was supposed to be down
in the hold.

The stevedore says
they're not there.

He thinks they might have
gotten mixed up

with that Hawaii fruit
consignment.

Tony, I just lift them.

I don't get acquainted
with them.

I'll tell you what to do,
funny man.

Get off the rig, go down to 70
and look for it.

Hey, Tony! Tony.

- Well, we got trouble.
- Yeah, we got trouble.

That special shipment is
missing, it's not in the cargo.

Coconut oil? I unloaded it
myself. I stashed it.

Oh, at least
we figured that out.

You're not gonna feel so good

when you hear
what I just found out.

Brennan's landlady
saw us take him.

- Are you sure about that?
- Yeah.

I just heard her
tell that new guy, St offer.

- What's he got to do with it?
- Because she came to warn him.

Because she thinks
he's a Fed, too.

And from his reaction, he is.

Well, we'll just
have to handle them both.

Go get Sam. We'll have him
take care of the woman.

You mean,
the way we took care of Brennan?

No, no, we can't risk that
until after

we deliver the stuff to Logan

and he has a chance to split.

Have Sam bring the woman
to Logan's place.

Alright. But what about St offer?

We're gonna handle him
right here.

[dramatic music]

It's gotta look like
an accident, Jimbo.

Don't worry,
I'll take care of it.

Hey, Mack! Hey!

I've got a special job on 53.

I'm taking this trip with you.

Right here. Whoa!

Okay, we got
a special shipment to look for.

Come on.

[Steve] Special shipment?

Yeah, coconut oil.

About 20 boxes.

Do you know what sized boxes?

Oh, about so big. Come on.

You, uh, you look around here.

- Alright. Alright.
- I'll take the other side.

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

[beeping]

[groans]

[groans]

[beeping]

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

[engine revving]

[tires screeching]

[whimpering]

[Ernest] Mama!

[tires screeching]

[dramatic music]

[dramatic music]

[telephone buzzing]

- Yes, Steve?
- Yeah, I got the chips, Oscar.

- All of them.
- Good.

I'll send my men in
to pick up those involved.

Yeah, I've got a hunch they'll
talk about whoever hired them

to smuggle this stuff in.

The foreman's name
is Tony Anderson.

Uh, there's a guy named Jimbo
involved.

I don't know who else,
but you...

Hang on a minute, Oscar.

Hey. What's the matter, partner?

A big, mean ugly man
came and took her away.

[Ernest sniffles]

- Took-- took who away?
- My mama.

Your mama?

I'll tell you what,
don't you worry, Ernest.

We'll find your mama.

Wait just a second, okay?

Oscar, hold off sending
your men on to the docks.

Listen. Have you got the chips
or haven't you?

Well, I do and I don't.
You see...

I may have to use them
to bargain with.

What? Listen, are you crazy?

No, Oscar. Just worried.

Come on, little man.

[dramatic music]

Ernie, is there anybody else
in the house?

No.

Tell you what, I'm gonna
have to leave you here

for a little while, okay?

- To find my mama?
- To find your mama.

- You promise?
- Oh, I promise.

But remember,
you gotta have faith now.

I sure hate leaving you here
alone, but...

- Hey, Charlie.
- Yeah.

Come here a minute.

Say, I want you
to do me a favor.

What kind of favor?

Take Ernie over to your house

this afternoon,
keep him for a while.

- [Steve] Huh?
- [Charlie] What for?

Well, you see,
his mom's not here

and I don't want
to leave him alone.

- No deal.
- What?

I told him to get those spirits
to fix my bike.

He didn't do it.

I'll tell you what,
you take Ernie

to your house this afternoon
and I'll make sure

the spirits
get that bike fixed, huh?

- [Charlie] You will?
- [Steve] I guarantee it.

It's a deal. Come on, Ernest.

See you, Ernie.

[dramatic music]

[beeping]

[intense music]

[groans]

Beautiful, beautiful.

What's the matter?
He hurt you, tiger?

Tony, I don't know
what slugged me,

but something did.

Yeah, well, Stoffer's missing.

Yeah, and one of the boxes
of coconut oil is missing, too.

- Which one?
- How do I know which one?

There were supposed to be 20,
now there's only 19.

Come on.

Hello, Mr. Logan. Tony.

Mr. Logan, sir,
we've got some trouble.

One of the boxes from
the special shipment is missing.

Yes, sir, I know.

I can't be sure if it's the one.

Yes, sir, but...

I'll get back to you, sir.

Oh, you got a nerve.
You've got some nerve.

Hey, Tony, let me handle it,
huh? I owe him one.

Cool it.

[Steve] Looking for this?

A box, not a can.

Well, the rest of the box
is hidden, you see.

I just brought this along to
prove that I had the real thing.

- [Jimbo] Tony.
- [Tony] Huh?

- Come on.
- Cool it, Jimbo.

What kind of a game
are you trying to play, Mack?

Well, it's called a swap.

I give you what you want

in exchange for
the kidnapped woman, Mrs. Cook.

I can't make that kind of deal
with you.

[Steve] Well, you better take me
to the man who can.

And I'm not bluffing, Tony.

Unless you free Mrs. Cook,

you don't stand a chance
of getting those other 11 cans.

And I know
how valuable they are.

Alright. Let's go to my car.
Come on, Jimbo, you come along.

[dramatic music]

He what?

He got away with
one of the boxes, Mr. Logan.

He's got it hidden.

How could he know
which box it was?

Here's a sample.

Robert.

[music continues]

That's it.

I want the rest of those cans.

And I want the woman
you had kidnapped.

I could have you both killed.

[chuckles] Then you never
would find the rest

of those cans, now, would ya?

I ain't got an idea where
he's got it hid, Mr. Logan.

Have Sam bring the woman in.

How did you know
which box contained the chips?

Oh, I'm psychic.
What does it matter?

I've got 'em. You want 'em.

Indeed, I do.

But I find it hard to believe
that a government man

would turn over
such a valuable item

just to save a woman
he hardly knows.

[door shuts]

Mr. St offer.

They got you, too?

- You alright?
- Yeah, I'm fine.

Now then, Mr. St offer,
we make the trade.

You tell us
where the other cans are,

you can both walk out of here.

[chuckles] You've got a real
sense of humor, Mr. Logan.

You wouldn't let us go
until you check to make sure

I was telling the truth.

And if you had
the rest of the cans,

you wouldn't let us go at all.

And just how do you suggest

we handle this?

She leaves now.

Give her five minutes
to catch a cab.

Then I'll deliver.

Alright.

I trust you've learned from
this experience, young lady.

It would be very unwise for you
to do any talking in the future.

Are you gonna be alright?

I'll be fine. Head on home.

Five minutes, you said?

Well, I don't need
the five minutes, Logan.

What do you mean?

She's out now.
That's all I needed.

[dramatic music]

[clanking]

[music continues]

[thuds]

[glass shattering]

No, no, please! I-- I won't
give you any trouble.

Only how,
how could you do all this?

I don't have time to give you
another demonstration.

- I got a bicycle to fix.
- You what?

Never mind.
You wouldn't understand.

[pensive music]

Well, this is quite a surprise.
I didn't expect you.

It's a good thing you didn't
tell me what you had planned.

I must admit, though,
it worked out well, Steve.

Well, why'd you come?

I made up my mind
when you hung up on me.

[Mrs. Cook] Steve?

Uh, excuse me, Oscar.

I've got one little bit
of unfinished business

to attend to.

[metal clanking]

[birds chirping]

- Hi, Ernie.
- Hi.

Say, where did you get
all this stuff?

My friends.

"My friends?"

You know, Ernie, um,
suppose I told you that,

well, I fixed your bicycle

and Charlie's, too?

You couldn't. It was magic.

Well, in a way you're right.

It was the magic of science.

You know, the kind of magic
that sends men to the moon

and things like that.

And by the time you're a man,

science will do
many more magical things,

more than you and I
could ever dream of.

- [Ernest] Truth?
- [Steve] That's the truth.

Then I have to give it back.

Uh, give what back?

All that money
just to fix this junk.

And how much was that?

Oh, a dollar, and I spent it.

[upbeat music]

You can blame it on me, huh?

I'll see you, little man.

Okay, Steve.

[music continues]

Well, what was all that about?

Magic.

You win some and you lose some.

Magic?

It's a long story, Oscar.

Let's go.

[upbeat music]

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