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I don't understand you.
You think you're going to a summer camp?

If it's just a farm. I'm gonna
do a little manual labor and watch a lot of TV.

Lunch!

You wanted to know why I'm here.
I'm telling you.

Now Jack Damon wants
to find his daughter.

Where's Becky?

I mean,
she could be in trouble. She could be hurt.

She could be dead
for all we know.

You are in danger, Thomas.

Hold it! Hold it!

Over here.

It's all there.

Move! Move! Move!

I'm hit!

I'm hit.

We got to get us
somewhere safe. Safe.

Take us to a hospital.

Take us to a hospital, Darryl.

Darryl! Please!

Shut up!

Please take me
to the hospital!

Shut up! Shut up!
Darryl, please!

Oh, God.

It's the kind
of pain you're almost glad to experience.

That satisfying soreness
I used to feel on Saturday nights after a big Navy win.

And the kind of
sweet agony I still feel on Monday mornings

after 18 innings
of Sunday softball.

Your muscles scream,
"Was this really necessary?"

And your answer,
"Take it easy, guys. I'll make you a deal.

"You go to sleep and heal up,
and I promise not to move.

"Ever again."

Magnum.

Magnum.

Magnum!
Higgins.

Why don't you ever knock?

Not that door.
The one upstairs.

Magnum, please.
You have to come out.

No!

No, Higgins,

I don't have to come out.

But I'm going to.

Just long enough

to make sure that you leave.

I'm sore, Higgins,
and I do not want to be disturbed.

Sorry, I thought
you'd be up.

This is Mr. Damon.

I suggested
that he return later.

But apparently,
he's here on a matter of extreme urgency.

Are you sick?

What?
Sick?

No.

I just over exerted
a little this weekend.

It's a very important,
strenuous case.

Do we know each other,
Mr. Damon? No, we don't.

Mr. Magnum, are you busy
at the moment?

At the moment?

Well, if I'm going to
stay up and talk to you,

then, yes, at the moment
I'm busy making coffee. Would you like some?

Thank you, I had some
several hours ago.

Look, I need help.

You'd have to start
on the case now.

This morning.

This morning?

Listen, I'm sorry.

I can barely walk.
I've got to go back to bed right after I eat.

He wakes regularly
for long feeding.

That's cute, Higgins.
I am sore!

Which is hardly
a sufficient excuse for rudeness.

All right. Never mind.
Forget about it.

No, no, wait,
wait a minute, please.

No, Mr. Magnum.
I don't want to be offensive,

but I really don't have
time to wait for you to feel like walking.

Time for what?

Look, I think it would help
both of us if you told me why you're here.

Yes, it would.

Carol?

Thomas, didn't you
get my message?

No.

I didn't check
my machine

after I got back
from work.

Well, I don't understand.
What's going on?

Neither do I.

Carol, you're acquainted
with Mr. Damon?

Yes, he's my uncle.

I told you that I would talk
with Thomas this morning and then I would call you.

Yes, Carol. And I told you
that I cannot afford to waste anymore time.

I decided to
come out here and speak to Mr. Magnum myself.

I've done that.
He's not available, so fine. I did not say that.

And we did not talk.
Now, what is it that's so urgent?

Maybe I can help.

Carol trusts you.
She thinks you'll be able to help. Fine.

Let her hire you.

Personally, I think
he's gonna be about as much use to Becky as you were.

Becky?

Who's Becky?

Thomas, are you there?

Look, would you please call me
as soon as you get in?

If I don't hear from you
then I'm coming out in the morning.

It's about my cousin.

Nobody's seen her
for two months.

Thomas, she's 17.

And I just have to find her.
If anything happens to her, I...

It's my fault.

I promised Uncle Jack
that I'd look after Becky

when she came
out here from Omaha.

She wants to be a dancer
but she's never had any training.

Well, maybe she got lucky
and landed a tour

and forgot to let you
know about it.

Forgot to tell me that
she was leaving town for two whole months?

Oh, come on. She is 17.
No.

And then maybe she tried
to reach you and...

And I was too busy, right?

No, now that's not
what I meant. Well, I was busy.

And I did take
too much for granted.

Look, I think you're being
a little hard on yourself.

I should've looked
into her friends like Uncle Jack warned me.

He wanted me to keep her
away from what he calls "beach bums."

Yeah, well somehow I think
I got elected president of that club this morning.

No, Thomas.
He didn't mean it that way.

He's just so
very old school.

He probably looked
at your lifestyle,

or what he presumed
to be your lifestyle,

and he overreacted.

Well, if he's that rigid
with Becky, no wonder they don't get along.

That's right.
We can see that, but he can't.

He absolutely
worships her, Thomas.

I don't know. What am I
gonna do if something's happened to her?

Well, don't you think
we could consider some less drastic possibilities?

I mean, besides,
the police are investigating.

Is that the best
I get from you?

They have a hundred
teenagers to find. I just want one.

And I expected you
to care as much as... Come on.

Come on, now.
I think you are overreacting.

Besides, if it was that
important, you would've come to me a long time ago.

But, Thomas, I didn't start
worrying soon enough. Don't you understand?

Well, what about her father?
Wasn't he concerned?

He didn't know
until I called him.

They had this bargain

that if Becky agreed
to come here instead of going to LA or New York,

then her father was
not to phone her.

When there was contact,
she would be the first one to make it.

And that was okay because...

Because good old
Cousin Carol was going to look after her.

Whatever happens,
I tell you, I have learned one thing.

I'm gonna forget
about being a parent

because I don't think
I can handle the responsibility.

Hey, come on.

And you're just upset.
Everything's gonna be okay.

Oh, Thomas, I think
it goes a little beyond that, don't you?

I mean,
she could be in trouble. She could be hurt.

She could be dead
for all we know.

I'm scared, Thomas.
I need your help.

Runaway teenagers
are the private investigator's nightmare.

They're shrewd enough
to stay lost,

scared enough
to want to be found,

and young enough not to leave
much history to research.

She hadn't danced at
any of the hotel lounges or exotic clubs in town

and she wasn't listed
with a talent agency.

I had to hope
that she used the term "dancing" very loosely.

5, 6, 7, 8.

Okay, lift them up,
kick them up, pick them up. Come on, kids.

Flap them up.
Squawk as you turn. Squawk as you turn.

It's your birthday
and I'd just like to say

What's wrong with being
grey and wrinkled anyway?

You're all awaiting 40
and that's fine

But don't fight time,
you're 39

Lance,
will you quit the yelling?

People are trying
to concentrate.

Okay. You got a résumé?

Never mind. I need
a gorilla this afternoon.

You're a little tall,
but I think you can do it.

You don't understand.
I'm not here for work.

Yeah, that's what Larry Fenner
said on short notice.

Well, excuse me.
I'm late for his party gig.

This will just take a second.
I'm Thomas Magnum.

I'm a private investigator.
She's a dancer.

Not really.

Nice kid, though.
So she works here?

Becky Damon.
Right. Yeah.

Until a few weeks ago.
Halfway decent DC.

DC?

Dancing Chicken.

Did she leave
a forwarding address? Anything?

Are you kidding?

She and Darryl left
one morning without notice. Never came back.

Darryl? Who's Darryl?
Jacobs.

The worst singing dog
I have ever seen.

And less talented
as a human.

And furthermore,
Magnum says that he has a long police record.

Well, they must know
where he is.

Why don't we just
go talk to him?

Thomas didn't have
time to explain.

He just said that he would
like to meet us here to discuss the situation.

More discussion.

Look, Carol,
I understand you're sold on Magnum.

Well, he's come up
with a solid lead in a matter of hours.

What do you want,
Uncle Jack?

I want my daughter.

And I don't understand
why we have to sit here having a discussion

when she's out there
somewhere.

Never mind.

I assure you, Magnum
must have good reason.

Would you care
for a sherry?

Sherry, no.

I could care deeply
for a Scotch.

Of course. Carol?

No, thank you.

A dancing chicken.

Why would Becky want to
do something like that?

Maybe it was all
she could find.

Oh, come on.

I mean, I may not
have been 100%% behind this dancing notion,

but even I have to admit
she's more talented than that.

Hey, she's good.

She's very good.

Thank you.
You're quite welcome.

What's the name
of that musical?

No, South Pacific.
Exactly.

Senior class did
that last year.

Becky played
one of the nurses. Just a small part.

She just had a few lines.

She blew everybody
off the stage.

I sound like one of those
proud parents, don't I?

I am. I am proud.
She's terrific.

After her mother died,
I went to all her recitals.

I tried to encourage her. I...

I don't know. I guess
I said the wrong things.

I just didn't seem
to register.

I do know that
this doesn't add up.

I mean, Becky's just
too talented to be

jumping around
in a damn chicken suit.

And I still don't believe
she'd date somebody like this Jacobs.

I'm afraid
it's true, Mr. Damon.

And I'm afraid
it's a little more involved than just dating.

He was living with her
for a while.

I'm sorry.

Any information about
his current whereabouts?

Yes. Oahu Prison Farm.

And it's gonna be very tough
to get anything out of him.

Well, why don't
we go talk to him?

Find out what he knows
about Becky.

Look, the police
already questioned him.

He claims he never knew
Becky Damon.

You sure there isn't
a simpler way of doing this?

T. C: Yeah, it all
sounds pretty risky.

Come on.
Carol's worked out all the details.

It'll just be
a couple of days. No big deal.

It's a bigger deal
than you think, Thomas.

These guys are tough,
and they got nothing to lose. You remember that.

Oh, Rick. It's just
a farm. Thanks.

Yeah. Okay.

But you just listen up.
Rule number one. Don't make enemies.

No, rule number one.
Just forget about the whole thing.

Well, I'm inclined to agree.

It's not that
I don't appreciate what you're trying to do.

I'm trying to find Becky,
Mr. Damon.

I'm trying to do it
as quickly as possible.

Hey, he understands that.
We all do. But...

Fine, if you understand,
just be there to help

if I come up
with something, okay?

Just as long as you don't
come up with something like a fork in your gut.

Rick, this is
not the movies.

But, what about
the real possibilities?

You know, a record mix up
that could keep you in there.

What if somebody knows you?

That's a very good point.

In your line of work,
you're bound to have run into

a couple of these
outstanding citizens.

No, no. Come on.
I've checked the entire roster.

I've rechecked it.
They're all short timers, three to six month terms,

and all their forks
are blunted.

Your answering device
will not be necessary.

I've arranged to have
your calls transferred to the main house.

Oh, really?
Thanks, Higgins.

Well, it's the least
I can do to help.

Thomas, I have copies
of your conviction papers.

And Judge Peterson's
phone number.

So you call him
if you can't reach me

because he knows
the whole story.

What if something happens
to you and this judge?

Well, then I call Ida Lupino
and tell her I need help.

Listen to this.
I don't understand you.

You think you're going
to a summer camp?

I think I got it
in the right perspective. It's just a farm.

I'm gonna do
a little manual labor and watch a lot of TV.

Well, at least
you have experience in one of the two.

Be careful.

Hey, man. Get to Jacobs
and get out of there quick.

Mr. Magnum?

Hi, guys.

Bye, guys.

Okay, so maybe
the whole experience

was having a little
more effect on me than I'd expected.

What I guess I hadn't
considered was that feeling of claustrophobia.

Not the kind you get
in elevators and airplanes and small places,

but the kind I felt
in high school,

the IRS office
and sometimes with Higgins.

Those situations
where other people were making my rules,

where I had absolutely
no control.

Lunch!

Somebody was getting paid
to plan every hour of my day.

I wanted to find Jacobs fast.

The quicker I could
get to planning my own time for free,

the better I'd like it.

All right, Dave.

Lunch, man.

Come on.
Bring it down here.

Hey, kitchen detail
beats working in the sun all day.

No, I told you
it's because of my hand.

I've got them convinced
I can't even hold a hoe.

You coming Sunday?

Why not?

Well, listen, if there's...

Just waiting.

Let me call you
right back, okay?

No, just a guy waiting
to use the phone.

Okay, bye.

Thanks. Won't be long.

Go ahead.
I got a busy.

Oh, I'm just waiting.
Take your time.

I intend to.
In private.

There's another phone
in the hall.

Oh, yeah?

Diana.

T. C: Diana who?

Thomas didn't get
a last name,

but he watched him dial
this number and I double-checked the address.

So we're doing this
just because she knows the guy?

Rick, I can't even look
in the window of this place,

let alone...
Oh, don't worry about it.

Now, will you go along
with the plan?

Yeah. You're here
to buy a gift.

She's
a real shy girl.

Oh, yeah?
What's her name?

T. C: Debbie.
Wanda.

Debbie's the one that
told us to ask for you,

and Wanda's the one
he's buying the gift for. They're both shy.

Okay.

How's red?

Well, Wanda's a lot more
shier than that.

Well, we have
something shier. White.

Is it nice and shy?

Yeah.

Don't you think
maybe you got a shy rack? I mean...

A shy rack with something
that's a solid material?

Sure.

Well, now this is just
about as shy as we get.

It is?

Boys, make up your mind.
I'm here all alone. I got a lot of work to do.

Yeah, well, I guess
this is shy enough,

and it's even
a little coy, huh?

I'll put it on.

T.C.

Come here.

The office.

This is crazy.
Exactly what am I supposed to be looking for?

Look for a phone number,
an address, anything with Jacobs' name on it.

Go on, use
your imagination.

But for God sakes,
don't leave me here too long. I'm not using mine.

Go on.

Where's your friend?

He went down the street
to look at some flannel gowns.

You buying this or not?

I'm not sure.
I mean, could you turn profile?

How's that?
It's okay, but could I see the other profile?

It looks the same
from both sides.

Yeah, but Wanda doesn't,
so would you just turn and please hurry!

Hey, don't be
ordering me around.

Why are you yelling?
Yelling? I'm not yelling.

Fine. Now you've
seen both sides. Buy it or forget it.

I sure wish T.C. Was
here to help me decide.

Psst, T.C.

Jack,
what are you doing here?

Look, I followed you.

I know Magnum's
got you working on some kind of a lead.

Who's more involved
in this thing than I am?

I got to do something.

I'm sure my friend
will be back by then.

What's that?
Where'd you get this?

No, no, Jack, don't...
Okay.

Wait a minute. Jack, no.
All right, okay.

Terrific. Wrap it up
but take your time. All right. Yeah, sure.

What's going on?
What're you doing with my purse?

Your purse?
Yours, is it?

"RJD." Rebecca Jane Damon.
That's my daughter.

I gave this to her
for Christmas. Where did you get it?

Where's Becky?
Oh, wait a minute, Jack. Take it easy.

No, well, forget it!
I'll let the police handle it.

Wait, wait.
You're gonna call who?

The police.
No, no.

Not until we get Thomas
out of the joint.

T.C., this has nothing
to do with him. Oh, yeah?

What if she gets picked up
and Rick and I are implicated?

That could tie Thomas in.
And what happens if Jacobs finds out?

Well, what are we gonna do,
just let her take off?

We're not even gonna
question her?

T.C.

She's gone.

She made it to her car.
No license plates.

And no ID in the purse?

All that was in there
was a compact,

a few bucks, the prison
pay phone number and a gun.

A Makarov.

You're kidding. Any ammo?

There was plenty.

What would a lingerie model
be doing with a loaded Soviet automatic?

I don't know, but if Jacobs
gave her the stuff,

she may have already
have called him.

Now, look,
if I were you, I'd be careful of what you say.

Don't lie to me.
Listen, can you check with Ice Pick?

Ice Pick? What?

Jacobs is in for
illegal weapons possession.

Now, I don't know what he had,

but I'm gonna
try and find out. I got to go.

I told you, Craft.
It was there when we sat down.

It's still cold.
Now, which one of you guys has got the bourbon?

Me.

Is something wrong?

I mean,
I think that's my drink you're holding.

I set it on the table
when I went to make a phone call.

Oh, wait a minute.
It's against the rules to use alcohol?

Well, I'm sorry,
I'm new here. I didn't know.

He knew
you were lying.

What did he say
when you couldn't come up with the empty bottle?

Oh, I did. I gave him
the one that you threw in the trash can.

What do you want?

Just for you to do the same
thing for me sometime.

Isn't that the way
thing's work in here?

You do a real
nice dumb act.

But what do you
want from me?

Hey, look, I thought I was
doing you a favor, okay?

Forget it.
It won't happen again.

Wait, wait. Wait a minute.
Now, just take it easy.

I just don't know why
you really did it. Thanks.

Is that why you're here,
for doing favors for people?

Yeah.

Contributing to
the delinquency of a minor.

I got...
I bought an underage girl a couple of six packs of beer.

Are you kidding,
just for buying?

Well, for buying
and going back to the motel room

and spending half the night
helping her drink it. I thought she was 22 or 23.

Right. That's what
they want you to think.

Yeah. Sounds like
you've been there.

Look, I'm sorry
if I was wrong about you watching me.

It just seemed that way.

It's all right. Sorry.

Just an accident.

We're gonna play a little
five card later on. You want to get in?

No gambling, right?

No. We keep the pot
totaled in our head.

We don't even have
matches on the table.

Say about 8:00
in the lounge?

Right. That's fine.
Okay.

Hey, got a light?
No. I...

And you thought
I was in maximum, huh, Magnum?

What the hell's going on?

Ask your buddy here.

He's the private investigator
and the reason I'm in jail.

What happened?

I was looking
for the bathroom.

Then I came in here
by mistake

and I must've stumbled
over something. See, I'm...

Right.

Report to the infirmary.
Spend the night.

I'm fine.

I didn't ask you how you felt.
I said go to the infirmary.

I don't know where it is.

See, I'm new here.

I'll show him.

Repaying your debts?

No, just coming from dinner.

You tell the nurse
to keep him there till morning.

What's going on?

Did you call the guards?
Yeah.

And I want to know
why you're here.

I told you. Contributing to
the delinquency of a minor.

Yeah. Well, I just
heard different.

All right.

I'm a private investigator.
At least I was.

Graham was
a union official.

I found out he was
buying race horses

with stolen pension funds.

How long has he been here
in minimum anyway?

He just transferred in.
Now, who's got you after me? Nobody.

Will you knock it off?

I know you're watching me.
You're trying to be my buddy. You're trying to do me favors.

I want to know why
and I want to know now.

I need to get
to the infirmary. You gonna help me or not?

Sure. Come on.

What, you're no problem now.

By tomorrow,
everybody around here is gonna know who you are.

And if I were you,
I'd be real, real careful.

Yeah, and what're you
being careful about?

What do you mean?

Yeah, all right. Let's knock
off the bull, okay?

You want to know
why I'm here?

Why'd you tell the police
you didn't know Becky Damon?

Because it's the truth.
Oh, come on.

They talked to
Donnie at Anigrams.

They talked to
Becky's landlady. They talked to Diana.

Okay, fine, so I knew her.
So what does that prove? I haven't seen her in months.

Yeah, will she think
it's all right to give her belongings

to some new girlfriend?

I never gave her personal
belongings to anyone.

Then how did Diana get
Becky's purse?

How'd she what?

Come on.

You wanted to know
why I'm here? I'm telling you.

Now, Jack Damon wants
to find his daughter.

Either you know
where she is or you don't. But what are you hiding?

Nothing!

Last time I saw Becky
she was going to New York.

And you could tell
her father from somebody who really knows...

Shut up!

Just so you know,

as long as I'm here,
I am a problem.

So you better be careful.

The police are pretty close
to finding Becky, but I'm not giving up on you.

I'm calling Judge Peterson
and getting you out of here.

No, I need
a couple more days.

You are in danger, Thomas.
They could've killed you last night.

You don't understand.
Jacobs is intimidated now that he knows who I am.

He doesn't know
what's gonna happen next. And neither do I.

Well, I can't leave now.

Gee, what happened to you?

An accident.
Did you talk to Ice Pick, Rick?

Stolen Soviet weapons
with ammo. And with ammo they're worth a mint.

Ice Pick bought them?

Ice Pick only buys American.

He just heard that
a lot of people got some calls

in the last couple of
months from the seller.

Jacobs?

A girl.

And if he was interested,
he was to contact Becky at Anigrams.

I call.
Aces over fives.

Beats me.

Hi, guys.

Oh, Jacobs invited me
to join the game. Not this one.

Oh, really?

I thought it was
a standing invitation.

Deal me in.

Don't push your luck, Magnum.

What do you want?

A full house.

Just a little joke.

Actually, I came here to
answer everybody's question.

Why I'm after Jacobs.

Oh, now come on.

Come on, guys.
It isn't exactly a secret anymore.

Anything wild?

I told you everything I know
about Becky, all right?

Yeah, that she went
to New York, right?

What'd she do for money?
Did you help her out?

Yeah, maybe I gave her
a few bucks. I open.

A few bucks? That's great.

I mean, she didn't
get any of her cut from the gun sale.

'Cause, after all, I mean,
I heard she did all the work,

made all your phone calls.

I'll play these.
But I'll just call.

I'll take two.

Of course, I guess
you figured that the deal probably sold itself, huh?

I mean, foreign weapons,
no tariffs, no serial numbers to trace.

Sold by a 17-year-old
dancing chicken.

Dealer takes two.

That's pretty dangerous stuff,
don't you think, for a young teenage girl?

Especially considering
who might be in the marketplace.

You know, the FBI.

Not to mention the guys
you stole them from.

I've never been
into selling guns.

No?

That would be crazy.

I mean, for you
to involve your name in something that risky.

Did Becky even know
that she was selling those guns for you?

So, now, Graham,
you see how this works, don't you?

You should've put
all your dirty money into your kid's bank account.

That way your kid could've
gone to prison instead of you.

I'll call.

Hey! Hey!

Look out!

Hold it! Hold it!

Well, you did it, Magnum.
You scared the hell out of him.

He spilled the whole story
just to get our help.

The gunrunners
he stole the weapons from, they ambushed the sale.

He and that girl
both got hit.

Go on. Go after him, Magnum.

Go on, get out of here.

Look, I'm telling you
to take off!

He's on his way to see
some dancer named Holly. That's all we know.

Thanks.

Thanks?

He let that girl
bleed to death, Magnum.

He's just a little bit
lousier than you are.

Well, will you please
keep trying every few minutes?

Yes, it's very,
very important. Thank you.

I can't reach
Allan Peterson anywhere.

I've been leaving
messages all over town.

It's okay, Carol.

Okay? Thomas, if he doesn't
sign some papers and make some phone calls,

you are as much of
an escaped convict as Jacobs.

Well, isn't there
anybody else who can sign?

No. I don't have time
to explain it all to another judge.

I just have to
find Allan fast.

Higgins doesn't knock.

Stay over there.

Come in.

Hi, Uncle Jack.
I just heard about the break on the radio.

What happened? Why?
What pushed him to it?

If he knows where Becky is,
she's in real danger, isn't she?

Look, I don't know
anything for sure, and if I did, I'd tell you.

Listen, I want to thank you
for all you've done,

what you've been through.

I know I didn't make it
any easier.

Mr. Damon, if you hadn't
recognized that purse...

Is that purse in any way
special to Becky?

I'd like to think that
it was, but I don't know. Probably not.

Well, I never saw her
without it. Why?

I was just wondering if Becky
gave that purse to Diana.

I mean, Jacobs said he didn't.
And from the way he reacted when I told him,

I tend to believe him.

Well, how would Becky ever
know this Franklin woman?

Well, why not?
Jacobs knew both of them.

There's no reason
why they shouldn't have known each other. It's just...

Something about this
whole purse thing,

something about the way
it threw him. It just...

Threw me, too.

Look, you did a lot of work.
I'd like to pay you.

Well, Uncle Jack,
will you please stop talking in the past tense?

I mean, what's going
on here anyway?

Are we all of a sudden
just writing Becky off?

No. Come on.

I told you, I'm not sure
of anything yet.

I am.

I miss her.

Magnum,
the police called again.

This time
I can't dissuade them.

They demand on searching
the estate for you.

Thomas, I can't stop them.
They'll take you back.

Yes? Oh, hi.

Yeah, yeah, just a minute.

Rick?

Oh, T.C., Rick's
watching the floorshow.

One bad dancer
and a lot of roaches.

Man, this place
is the pits.

What place, T. C?

The Foxshop.
Star attraction, Holly Berry.

Believe it or not,
that's her name. She's a stripper.

What makes you think
she's the right girl?

Oh, we recognized her.
The manager showed us some pictures.

None other than
Diana Franklin.

She started here
a couple of nights ago.

Is she there now?

No. Her first
show's at 5:00.

Look, T.C.,

you and Rick better get out
of there before she shows up and recognizes you.

Gladly.

Mr. Damon,
where's that purse?

Thomas, you can't go anywhere.
You'll be arrested.

I know that
and I'm going down into the wine cellar.

Till I get my next call
from The Foxshop.

What can I do for you?

Why sure, sugar.

I think you just bought me
a very expensive drink.

I believe you dropped this.

Expendable merchandise.
Keep it.

Miss Berry.

Surely, that's not
your real name.

Surely, it doesn't matter.

It matters a great deal,
Miss Franklin.

Please don't.
All exits are guarded.

Police?
No.

Are you telling me
Darryl sent you?

Darryl Jacobs.
Where is he?

I don't know
and I don't care.

I just don't want him
to find me.

Look, I haven't even been
home since he broke out.

Where is Becky,
Miss Franklin?

If you want Becky and Darryl,
there's only one way.

Where is Becky? Please.

My way.

How do I know
I can trust you?

Well, I was about to ask
the same question, but I don't have a choice.

I want Darryl caught.
You seem like my best shot.

I believe there's
a phone here.

Yes.

Hi, Darryl.

Yeah, hiya, Darryl.

We kind of thought
you'd get a big kick out of this.

You set me up.

Why not? The kid was
practically dead when she got to my place.

I've been hiding her
ever since.

You really did think
she'd still be here, didn't you?

Just like you left her.

Becky, please,
I didn't have a choice.

I couldn't bring you
to the hospital.

I would've had to
give them an explanation.

Sorry I made it back
to Diana's and messed your plans up.

Now, don't be crazy.
I'm happy as hell that you're alive, honey.

Yeah, that's right.
Now you're only guilty of attempted murder.

Attempt...

I was scared, Becky.

Yeah, so was I.

Begging the man that you love
not to leave you, and him just yelling at you to shut up!

Covering up the car.

Scary.

And shuffle, ball change,
and hitch, kick, cluck.

And shuffle, ball change,
and hitch, kick, cluck,

and tour jeté, and tour jeté
and cluck, cluck, cluck.

Why don't you guys
take five?

Hi.

You teaching now?

Donnie's letting me
do this till he has a performing job for me.

What's going on?

Becky.

Your father's still here.

Why?

We said our goodbyes
two days ago.

He agreed that nothing
has changed about my being on my own.

A lot has changed.
I think you're gonna need all the support you can get.

Carol has news
about my problem?

At least let your dad become
a part of what's going on.

Tell him
I'll call him tonight.

No.

I think you should
talk to him now.

I just got word, Becky,
and it's pretty serious.

You are going to be
formally charged.

You can't take care of it?

No.

On your own, right?

I decided to stick around
in case you need something.

Do I have to go somewhere now?

Tomorrow.

Yeah.

I got to get back to work.

Do you have lunch plans?

Me? No.

Me either.

Are you going to be
staying here for a while?

Just try and stop me.

And shuffle, ball change,
and hitch, kick, cluck.

And shuffle, ball change,
and hitch, kick, cluck.

And tour jeté
and tour jeté,

and cluck, cluck, cluck.

Jack, she's gonna be okay.

Okay?

Look at her.

She's terrific.

And cluck,
cluck, cluck.

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