All language subtitles for Remington Steele s02e03 Steele.eng

- I'm not running from this.
- So don't run.

[ Water rushing ]

- Why did you drop the case?
- A man called.

- What man?
- Men like that usually don't give their names.

I'm just the sort who takes
exception to someone trying to kill a member of my firm.

[ Man on radio ]
1300 hours. Security check, Southern perimeter.

Hey, sunshine.

Tonight, if you asked me,

I don't think I could say no.

[ Steele ]
Good morning, miss holt.

[ On headset ]
Good morning, Mr. Steele. Nice of you to join me.

Well, you know,
I've always found...

A touch of rigorous physical
exercise in the morning...

So--
[ Laughs ] Invigorating to watch?

What's the matter?
Not enough birds around to hold your interest?

On the contrary.
In fact, at the moment,

there's
a long-legged field darter that's downright riveting.

You don't say.

And I never knew
you had such an interest in, uh, ornithology.

Well, there's always
that rare bird out there just beyond one's reach.

What about thorpe?
Any sign of him yet?

I trust you're still
watching for him.

Oh, like a hawk, miss holt.
Like a hawk.

[ Laura ]
If our tip is solid, the meeting should occur any day now.

This thorpe--
he doesn't by any chance drive a black b.M.W.,

wear dark suits
by an inferior tailor...

And need to lose
something in the neighborhood of 10 pounds?

[ On headset ]
That's thorpe. Where can I catch him?

- Communing with the orchids.
- Gotcha.

[ No audible dialogue ]

[ Gasps ]
Oh!

Here they come.
Have you got them?

Fish in a barrel, my dear.

Hmm.

[ On headset ] Of course this'll
help, but we're gonna need you with us before too long.

[ Man 2 ]
I don't know. I mean, it wasn't just stony.

My wife and I--
we're friends with those people, and then there's my contract--

why don't we let the foundation
dictate those decisions for the time being, Mr. thorpe?

[ Beeping ]
And then we'll see--

what's that?

We're being bugged?
Be quiet.

[ Beeping continues ]

It dropped off.
What's happening? Thorpe's in the way. Can't tell.

[ Beeping continues ]

It's coming from her.

What do we do?
Well, we stop her.

Thorpe. Thorpe.
Don't! Don't!

- I got trouble.
- On my way.

[ Water rushing ]

[ Honks ]

Oh. Nice of you to join me,
miss holt. My pleasure.

[ Knocking ]

It's open.
[ Door opens ]

Hello, Mr. Steele.
Oh! [ Door closes ]

Hello, miss holt.
Oh, come in. Come in, Mildred.

Mr. Steele should be here
in a few minutes. Are those the pictures?

Oh, yes. He called me
and asked me to bring them to him personally--

ah.
Just as soon as they came out of the lab.

[ Gasps ]
Oh, what happened?

Oh, it's an occupational hazard.
It's nothing really.

But let's have a look
at those-- oh, so this is where you live.

Oh, isn't it nice?
It's very nice.

I'm glad you like it,
Mildred, but I-- oh, and drapes!

Oh, good drapes. I mean,
this is professional decorating.

Oh, did you do this
all by yourself?

I'm-- I'm redoing
the rockefellers' summerhouse next week.

Oh, and a piano!
And a pussycat.

Oh, isn't he sweet?
[ Mews ]

I didn't know
that you could play. dddd [ Piano, upbeat ]

All right. This is
an old one, isn't it? dddd [ Vocalizing ]

It was a gift. From my
first client actually. dddd [ Stops ]

Really? I don't remember
seeing it listed on your tax return.

It was my grandmother.
She gave me a quarter to find a missing ring.

- I was six at the time.
- [ Chuckles ] Oh, well--

Mildred, I'm sure
Mr. Steele wouldn't mind...

If I took a quick look
at those pictures.

Pictures? What--
oh, these?

- [ Sighs ]
- Oh, I'm sorry, miss holt, but he is our boss.

Ooh! Oh!
[ Glass shatters ]

Ooh! You've got
bare feet. Don't move. I'll go get something.

[ Huffs ]
[ Steele ] Laura?

Laura. Ah, sorry I'm late.
[ Chuckles ]

Mustn't keep
the client waiting, eh?

Mildred arrive, uh, all right
with the pictures?

Mildred arrived all right
with the pictures.

Oh, Mr. Steele,
I am so sorry.

This is all my fault.
Oh?

Here are the pictures
you wanted. Oh, thank you. Thank you.

Oh, excellent work, Mildred,
as usual. Excellent.

Yes. So, tell me, Laura.

Where did r.J. Say
she was gonna meet us, hmm? [ Sighs ]

[ Man on radio ]
Tower to r.J. Stonewell. Are you mayday? Over.

I'm gonna drop the nose,
let her spin.

See if I can push her out
at the bottom. Over.

[ Man on radio ]
Fifteen seconds to ground, stonewell.

Ten seconds.
Come on, baby. Damn it. Come on.

Five seconds.

Anything I can do
to lend a hand?

I'm not the type
to scream sabotage.

But when you can't get
the parts you need,

and nothing works
when you do get them,

and the bankers won't
return your phone calls,

I got sick of hearing
it was just all bad luck.

Especially since what they're
really thinking is I'm just not cut out to run this business.

That's why we decided
to have a meeting in the park this morning with Mr. thorpe.

Stuart thorpe?

Since thorpe aviation
seems to be one of your toughest competitors,

we, uh-- that is,
Mr. Steele felt...

There was a chance he might be
behind some of the problems you've been having.

Aside from thorpe,
do you recognize either of the other two?

- Keever!
-[ Laura ] Keever?

That's Greg keever.
He helped stony design the new airplane...

Before the--
before the heart attack.

He was even sitting next to me
at the funeral,

when I swore
come hell or high water...

This company was gonna
stay alive until stony's new plane was finished.

Does he still work for you?

Well, he has his own
engineering company,

but he's under
firm contract to us.

[ Sighs ]
Oh, Greg.

What about the third man
in the pictures? No, I never saw him before.

Unfortunately, I think
we found your problem.

You still want us
to stay with this?

Knowing's one thing,

but I want you to go back
and get me courtroom proof...

That keever and thorpe are
the ones keeping us grounded.

When I set out
to kick some tail,

it never hurts to be wearing
a good, stiff boot.

[ Chuckles ]
What's this supposed to be?

Oh, yes, that. It's, uh--

uh, it's an excellent
example of the long-legged field darter, I believe.

Eh, Mr. Steele?
Precisely, yes.

Sorry. Ooh.

Substantial weakening
of thorpe aviation's primary competitor,

stonewell aircraft,
has been accomplished.

Deliveries of critical supplies
have been interrupted,

and all their attempts to secure
additional operating capital have been successfully blocked.

To summarize,

the company shouldn't make it
through the end of the year.

Thank you, Paul.

Is there cause to make a change
in the sequence profile?

It may be necessary
to intervene directly.

What about
the park incident?

From the license number
provided, we've established she is Laura holt.

Graduated
from Stanford university summa cum laude,

became an apprentice at
the havenhurst detective agency,

rising to the rank
of full operative in an unprecedented three years.

Left to form
Laura holt investigations, which closed six months later.

From there, has been employed
for the last 3.5 years with remington Steele investigations.

We have not been able
to generate...

A satisfactory workup
on Mr. Steele as of the moment.

Any recommendations about her?

Where does she live?

[ Steele chuckling ]

To a day in the park
and a night on the town.

Cin-cin.
I must admit.

You did some very
impressive work today, Laura. Thank you.

Which part
impressed you the most--

the running, the taping,
or the jumping into the car?

I think the part...

Where you, uh, landed
in my arms, actually. Oh.

Mmm.

[ Phone rings ]

Hello? Yes, Mildred,
what is it? [ Clears throat ]

Yes, Mildred, Mr. Steele
is right here.

You're going to have
a little talk with our miss krebs very, very soon.

Really? What about?

Uh, yes, Mildred.
Steele here. [ Clears throat ]

Really? Are you sure
it was her?

No, no. No bother
at all, Mildred.

Okay. Thank you.
Bye.

Hmm. That's odd.
What?

R.J. Stonewell called,

told Mildred
she's had a change of heart, wants us to drop the case.

We're simply
to send her the bill.

But that doesn't make
any sense.

Oh, we'll call her
in the morning.

No sense taking the blush
off an otherwise perfect evening, is there?

No. No sense at all.

Now, the key.

-[ Meowing ]
-Nero!

Now, what's his problem?

Uh, what say we go inside
and find reasons to turn the lights off instead, eh?

But, Mr. Steele,

my cat doesn't have
any claws.

Oh.
How will he defend himself?

When he comes back,
I'll give him boxing lessons.

By then, it may be too late.

Let's look for nero.

Kitty!

Kitty, kitty, kitty!

[ Chattering on police radio ]

Ooh, boy. Thisisbad.

You and your husband
the owners?

Um, he's not my husband.
He's, um--

that is, uh--
yes, this is, uh-- it was my home.

Yeah. Hey, it's rough.
Believe me, I know.

I gotta see this thing
all the time.

Oh, the name's kuchelski,

but most of my cases
just end up callin' me frannie.

See, uh, with a big bang
like this,

the fire marshal
hollers "gas,"

and the company brass knows
it's lawsuit city, so...

The sooner I get in there
and get an okay from your insurance company,

the better off
we're all gonna be.

You understand what I mean?

Okay. There's no big rush.

It's just that if we could
get through questions, say, one through 10,

then that's really gonna cut
red tape on down the line.

Take, for example,
this question number three.

Now, did you notice any trouble
with your gas appliances?

Now, this would include
your gas stove or your water heater or--

you didn't have a hot tub,
did ya?

- Whoa!
- Laura.

Forget about question six.
How about question three?

Laura, wait!

Fred? Fred!

[ Doorbell chiming ]

Who is it?
Laura holt.

Well, you were ringing
that bell so hard, I thought you were--

you called last night
and dropped the case. Why?

Oh, hey, miss holt.
It's not even 7:00 in the morning yet.

I know what time it is.
I want to know, why did you drop the case?

Soon as I cooled down
from seeing those pictures you took,

I got to thinking,

Greg keever's practically
been family to us.

Oh, hell, he was laying
the floor here...

When stony and I
took over this old place.

And I thought, well,
the best way to handle this...

Is if Greg and I just sit down,
have a long talk and work this whole thing out.

It's not good enough.

Your problems went a lot
farther than Greg keever, and you knew it.

Maybe that's the point.

Maybe I'm just not cut out
to run this business. [ Laughs ]

When stony was alive,

didn't seem
there was a Mountain too big to be moved.

But without him,

I don't know.

You can't fly an airplane
with only one wing.

You told me you and stony
built this business brick by brick...

From a dirt runway
and a two-seater trainer plane.

Yesterday you'd so much as hang
anybody who slows you down.

- Now I want to know
what happened! - A man called.

- What man?
- Men like that usually don't give their names.

He told me
that stony didn't really die of a heart attack.

Well, I thought
he must be some kook,

so I said, "oh, well,
how do you know that?"

And then he started
reading me some numbers.

He told me the date
of my marriage.

He told me the number
of the first airplane we ever sold.

And then he told me
the combination on the safe in my office.

And then he told me
the addresses...

Of every one
of my grandchildren.

I don't scare so easy,
miss holt, but--

we'll make it known
that we're no longer working for stonewell aircraft.

This thing must run deeper
than a couple of corporate dirty tricks.

We're close to it.
Otherwise, why hit back so hard? Laura--

we've been over thorpe,
but maybe we've missed something.

Then there's keever. Maybe
there's a connection there. Laura--

what about that third man
in the pictures? We still don't know who he is.

He said something about
a foundation, didn't he? I'll have Mildred check it out.

Could be there's a tie--
Laura, let it go for a minute.

You've just been through
one bloody hell of a shock. I'm all right!

Well, I'm not, and I've still
got a place to call home!

[ Exhales ]

Look, we're exhausted. We reek
of smoke. There's a shower in there. Use it.

You'll find fresh clothes
in the closet. Stretch out on the bed for an hour.

Can you do that?
I'm not running from this.

So don't run, but at least
have the sense to stop and catch your breath, woman!

You wanna kick back
on this thing? [ Punching keys ]

No one's stopping you.

You're right.

Perhaps you need some time
by yourself, eh?

[ Door slams ]

I'm sorry.

[ Thorpe ]
...Other countries, particularly the orient,

have recently hit on a way
of doing business.

They actually write
and do our spreadsheets before we make a deal.

Pardon, monsieur.
How many in your party?

Two. Just show
my friend here where it is. I'll be along in a moment.

[ Thorpe ]
...The deal offers something.

Is everything all right here,
gentlemen?

More coffee?
And you, sir?

Oh, and, Mr. thorpe, there's
a phone call for you, sir.

Take a message.
They said it was urgent, sir.

I told you
to take a message. Very well.

Oh, excuse me!
Hey!

This is one call
you're gonna answer, mate. Come on. Up.

Oh, poor gentleman's got
something caught in his throat.

Come-- come on.
Come on.

Now, Mr. thorpe,
you and I are gonna have a nice little chat,

because I'm not pleased with
the way things are going.

I told veckmer I'd leave
it to him. You don't have to drive it home.

Veckmer?

He didn't send you?
No.

I'm just the sort who takes
exception to someone trying to kill a member of my firm--

a rather valuable member.
What? I didn't try to kill anyone.

I swear! I don't know
what you're talking about.

Then who's this
veckmer character, huh?

I'm asking nicely, Mr. thorpe.

You don't want to see me
lose my temper, eh?

Hey, what is this?
What do you think you're doin'?

[ Clears throat ]
All right. Okay.

Cancel my table,
will you, okay?

Because this thing
is just going too far now.

All right. If you could make
my company a front-runner,

I was willing to look
the other way, here and there.

But murder?

That kind of blood I don't need
on my hands, buddy boy.

You agreed that the means
of achieving our mutual goals...

Would be left entirely
in our discretion.

What are you guys,
crazy or something?

You weren't there
at that restaurant today.

Whoever he is, that joker
wanted to tear my head off.

Uh-uh. I think maybe
we just call it quits right here and now.

Unfortunately, Paul,
I think Mr. thorpe is right.

We have gone
too far this time.

In our desire to protect
the interests of our client,

we've lost sight
of the bigger picture.

I'm sorry, Stuart.

We'll do everything we can
to rectify the situation in whatever way you think best.

Well, okay then.

Laura!

Laura?

Laura!

Oh, damn.

What's happened?
I don't know.

They said somebody jumped
off a building or something.

Laura.

Yeah. Whoa there, pal.

I've got to see her.
Is she hurt badly?

Nobody gets through. Besides,
it's ain't a she. It's a he.

[ Doorbell buzzing ]

Oh! My, oh, my, oh, my.
I approve of your tailor.

You know, you've pulled
some pretty tacky stunts to get me up here alone,

but this has got
to be a new low.

Hmm, well, you know me.
For the right woman, there's no limit to the depths I'll sink.

Like trying to lock me in
this afternoon?

Luckily your doorman
had a spare key.

Merely trying to give you time
to collect your thoughts.

Now, are you gonna come in or
are we gonna need the doorman's help with that too, hmm?

[ Clears throat ]

It's only fair to warn you
that one of your gourmet creations...

Would be wasted on me tonight,
affection-wise.

Actually, it's your hide
I'm trying to preserve.

In case you hadn't noticed,
someone out there's trying very hard to kill you.

I can take care of myself.
I have for a long time now.

Yes, well, that was before
it made a difference to me.

And now?
Now, we're gonna have some noodle soup.

It comes out of those little
foil packets these days.

Then you're gonna have
the unprecedented honor of sleeping in my bed--

uh, pajamas optional--
while I, uh, keep company with the couch.

No matter how you slice it,
you're stuck with me tonight,

so I suggest you make
the best of it.

Well, if you insist
on playing bodyguard,

the least we can do
is get some work done.

I have all our files
on thorpe here.

Really? I saw
our Mr. thorpe today.

Twice, in fact.
You did?

The first time,
I tried to threaten him to get some information.

And the second?
He was on his way to the morgue.

Seems he had a sudden urge
to throw himself off a rooftop.

They killed him.

[ Exhales ]
This must go beyond just aircraft companies.

Must be.

Think keever did this?

I, uh-- I don't know,

but these boys play
very nasty.

But you were saying
something before that.

I was saying, um,

I'll sleep on the couch.

Mm-hmm.

[ Thunderclap ]

[ Crying ]

[ Sniffles ]

[ Thunder rumbling ]

Don't go.

I couldn't sleep.

Must be the rain, eh?

Must be.
Hmm.

Uh--
[ Clears throat ]

Perhaps I, uh, should
make us some coffee.

Yeah.

Some c-- coff--

[ sobbing ]

Oh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
Laura, it's okay.

Why did they have
to burn down my house? I don't know.

I don't know. I don't know.

I don't know.

Come on.
I'm so scared.

I know. I know.
I know. It's gone!

No house. No things.

No bernice. No Murphy.

Well, I'm here.

The man with no name.

[ Chuckles ]

Marcos.

Marcos?

Marcos androkos.

Little man, neck so short
he said it wasn't worth washing.

[ Chuckles ]

Black mustache,
thick like wire,

and a big smile with
a gold tooth in it right here.

Oh, boy. He worked us
like dogs, he did.

"Harder, xenos!"
He'd scream to me.

"Work harder! Don't you
want us all to be rich? Hey? Hey?"

Marcos.
Had a little cargo ship...

And a family that seemed
to include half of Greece.

Oh, but he fed you well,
and at the time, that was enough to keep his name in my book.

[ Sighs ] He used to cram
every crack in that ship with anything for anyone,

so long as it got him
another dollar closer to buying that bloody tanker.

Night runs were a speciality.

A smuggler.
Oh, yes, and a damn good one.

Oh, you'd love the party
he threw when he finally bought that bloody tanker.

God. Had his tooth all shined
and gleaming and polished,

and more food and music and wine
than I'd ever seen in my entire life!

"Tonight, xenos,
we are peasants," he said,

filling my glass
for the countless time.

"But tomorrow-- tomorrow, eh?

Tomorrow we are
tycoons, eh?" [ Laughing ]

[ Sighs ]
And were you, uh--

well,

we all went down to the pier
at dawn to watch it arrive.

She wasn't out there
more than two Miles...

When an explosion
in the engine room ripped through the side of the hull.

Before we could believe
what was happening--

[ blows ]
It sank like a stone.

Since he was 12,
he wanted nothing else,

and like that,
it was gone.

Bingo.

The pier became so quiet,
we could hear each other breathe.

[ Chuckles ]
And then marcos-- he starts to laugh.

I don't mean a nervous titter,
but a full-bellied, spit-in-the-sky, all-out laugh.

I couldn't bloody
believe my ears. I was furious.

"Why are you laughing?"
I screamed at him. "Because, xenos--

"because, from now on,
everything is new again, eh?

"Eh? Just think
of the possibilities.

Huh? Think
of the possibilities."

Tonight, if you asked me,

I don't think I could say no.

Tonight,

I don't think I could ask.

Get some rest. We've got
work to do in the morning.

Hi there. Remember me?

Ah, ah, ah. You didn't
answer the lady's question.

What do you want?
To talk about thorpe.

- And veckmer.
- I don't know anything.

Guess again, greggy.

- You helped thorpe sabotage
stonewell aircraft. - That's not true.

Only the game got too rough.
You wanted out. Thorpe refused, so you threw him off a roof.

- No, it's not like that.
- Then tell us how it is.

[ Exhales ]
All right.

I know r.J.'S having problems
with the company.

Then I get a call from
this veckmer saying that if I really want my plane built,

thorpe is the man to do it.

I have my own firm
to think about, you know,

and r.J. Hasn't been able
to pay me since stony died,

so I agreed to give thorpe
some preliminary plans for $10,000.

But that's as far as it went,
so help me God.

- And who is this veckmer?
- I don't know.

He-- he set up
that meeting in the park, but he always called me.

I-I don't even have
a phone number.

Now, that's everything.
I swear.

All right, keever.

But I'd drive carefully
if I were you.

The roads are very rough
right now.

[ Exhales ]
Do you think he was telling the truth?

I don't know.
Until Mildred can come up with something on veckmer,

he's our only lead,
and I think we should keep an eye on him.

Ah, the, uh,
traditional stakeout in a car, you think?

Let's try there.

Voilaáá.
Takes your breath away, doesn't it?

Yes, and replaces it
at the same time. [ Coughs ]

Oh, I know it needs
some work, but they've put in a full bathroom.

And this could be
a kitchen.

Don't worry about that thing.
If you take the place, we'll have it removed.

No, no, leave it. I like it.

You, uh-- you mentioned
something about a view.

What more could we ask for?

Oh, great.
Thank you very much. Good. You're still here.

Bring the file
and come with me. Okay, miss holt.

Excellent. You're still here.
Come with me, will you please? Yes, sir.

[ Mildred ] This veckmer
is a real tunnel builder. Mm-hmm?

Even having worked in fraud
for the I.R.S., we didn't get many this slippery.

But you show me a paper trail,
and I'll come up with something,

because I live to dig.

Well, before giving us
the results of your excavation, Mildred,

there's a small
administrative point we need to address.

While it is more than apparent
that Mr. Steele here...

Is the senior member
of the firm,

the fact is that for
the nuts and bolts operation,

we're more or less,
um, equals.

Wouldn't you say,
Mr. Steele?

One might even go
so far as to say...

That miss holt is sort of
in charge of such things.

He's the boss,
but you're in charge?

Having worked for
the government, Mildred,

I wouldn't think the concept
beyond your grasp.

Now, about veckmer.

Well, he graduated young...

From wharton business school
with top honors.

Then he moved right into
a management job working for the I.T.Q.,

and in two years,
he's head of his division.

- And then?
- And then something must've happened.

Because all of a sudden,
he's out of there.

And for the last five years--

you'll forgive
the expression-- bubkes.

No new address, no new job--
he just dead-ends.

Maybe we should check that list
of foundations again. Hmm.

[ Clears throat ]
Oh.

[ Laughs ] I didn't mean
to startle you, miss holt.

That's all right.
But what are you, uh-- doing here?

[ Sighs ]
Looking for my backbone.

So, I went by your house
to tell you.

Oh, I'm awful sorry,
miss holt.

Yeah. Me too.

And if these snakes
killed stony--

well, if there's anything
this old prop jockey can do to help,

you just holler,
you hear me?

You got it.

Was that r.J.?
Mm-hmm.

What happened?
She just paid her bill.

Let's get back to keever.
I'll get the car.

You grab Mildred's research
and meet me downstairs.

Okay.

Oh, miss holt.
Oh, miss kuchelski.

Hey, come on. Frannie.

Listen, I'm sorry I haven't
gotten to those forms yet.

No, that's okay,
miss holt. [ Gasps ]

Company's gonna take care
of everything from now on.

All right, miss holt.
Now I want you to put your hands in your pockets...

And move very, very easy.

Does the company know
you're moonlighting as an assassin, frannie?

Wrong company, honey.

I've been on you full-time
ever since the bomb missed.

[ Exhales ]
All right. Just a little further. All right.

Get into the van
very slowly.

Can I take my hands
out of my pockets? All right.

[ Grunts ]

[ Engine starts ]

Laura, you're extraordinary.
I've been looking everywhere for those clippers.

Where'd you find them?
Here. You can have this too.

Where did that come from?
The gas company.

Anything happening there?

Hmm? By anything,

do you mean to include
the toga party up the block,

the elderly couple doing
exercises to Johnny Carson, the nude saxophonist,

or keever's place,
which hasn't changed in the last four hours?

Nude saxophonist.

This is an interesting
neighborhood.

Yes. Well, in a day or so,
you can call the rental agent and give it back to her,

saxophone and all.

I don't know. This place
might have possibilities.

Laura, you can't be serious.

It's a filthy warehouse
with a single luxury feature of a toilet.

Strange criticism from a man
who starts a whole new life every year or so.

It may be, but I always made
a point to moveupthe ladder in the process.

Another lesson
from marcos, xen--

what did he call you again?
Xenos.

Xenos.

Wouldn't by any chance be
your real name, would it?

It's Greek for "stranger."
Figures.

Hold on, Laura. Seems keever
isn't asleep after all.

What's happening?
Looks like they're taking him for a midnight ride.

Huh.

[ Laura ]
That's right, route 181.

Good.
It's all set.

Think we can get in?
Shouldn't be too difficult...

For a long-legged field darter
with the gifts of claudette.

Claudette?
Claudette colbert, init happened one night.

Clark gable, Columbia, 1934.

I'll explain on the way.
Come on.

[ Man on radio ]
1300 hours. Security check, Southern perimeter.

[ Continues, indistinct ]

Hey, sunshine.

Up you get.
Oh!

Remarkable things,
these little nail clippers. You don't have to tell me.

Okay?
Yep.

[ Door opens ]

[ Door opens ]

[ Female electronic voice ]
What project file are you requesting?

-Please state the project file
you are requesting. - Stonewell aircraft.

Oh, very good.
Thank you. One moment.

Correct project file heading
is thorpe aviation.

Hard copy or video display?

Be tough.
Hard copy.

Thank you.

[ Beeping ]

My God! They had
a step-by-step plan for destroying r.J.'S company.

Yes, they have
the same thing prepared here for three more aircraft firms.

Except for thorpe's.

They're corporate hit men.
Destroying people is just a sideline.

Their real business
is destroying companies.

Mm-hmm. And whoever's paying
for this ends up controlling nearly the entire market.

Hmm. Mildred said this veckmer
was a sharpie, but-- boy!

We still have to try
to find keever. Hmm.

Thanks for all your help,
love. Bye.

-[ Door opens ]
- [ Chattering ]

Strange as this may sound
coming from us, we're gonna try and get you out of here.

-It's too late.
- Very perceptive, Greg.

As you were.

Welcome to
the enterprow foundation.

You're the first
to ever get this far.

It'll make an interesting
footnote for the files.

Why waste the space?

- Your collection is
already so impressive. - You don't approve.

Industrial sabotage has
such an ugly ring to it, eh?

We merely extend
the basic principles of business to their logical conclusion.

Control of the market is
everything. How you do it doesn't really matter.

Eliminate the weak,
and only the strong will survive.

Is that what you told
the board at I.T.Q.?

My success there
proved my system worked.

But they are old men
with country club wives and bleeding ulcers.

They kept all the money
I made them.

I, however, was simply
an embarrassment to be discarded.

You left, started
your own business.

Private consulting
is so much less restrictive.

But tell me something.

I consider my information
network second to none.

How it is that we can't
generate a history on you more than five lines long,

Mr. Steele?

I suppose I'm just
easy to forget.

Let's hope so.
I--

I don't think that
would be very productive. Yes.

It's been interesting
trying to eliminate all of you.

But I think the time has come.

- I wouldn't be too certain.
- She's right.

This building is
surrounded by the police.

E.
[ Helicopter whirring ] I'm not even going to honor

[ man on loudspeaker ]
Attention! This is the police!

This is the police.
The premises are surrounded.

Kill them quickly.

I wouldn't shoot. They're
gonna come barreling in here like an army. I promise you.

I said, kill them!

[ Man on loudspeaker ]
Exit the building with your hands on your heads.

This is the police.
I gotcha. Come here.

Ooh!
Ahhh. I needed that.

I, uh, think it's time
we signaled the police,

don't you?
Mm-hmm.

I think we've done it.

You can go back
to bed now, tom. [ Laughs ]

Oh, Laura, a new dress.
Whoo-hoo!

The first of many.
What do you think?

Whoo! Whoa.

That is knockout city.
Yes. Ditto.

And thanks for the use
of your wardrobe.

Oh, well, uh, you did them
more than proud. [ Clears throat ]

Um, well, I, uh--
[ Clears throat ]

I guess I'll be leaving now,
if that's all right with you.

I'm going home.
Bye. Bye.

And you, uh--
still determined to live in a warehouse?

Well, just think
of the possibilities, xenos.

Ah, yes.
But is it safe?

I've left nero there
to stand guard.

[ Clears throat ]
Even so, uh, perhaps I should take you home, huh?

Oh, thanks, but, um,
I need the time to myself.

But soon I'll have you over
for, uh, noodle soup.

Oh, my favorite.
My favorite.

]
dddd [ Classical

dddd [ continues ]

Ready for me to drive
you home, Mr. Steele?

It's all right, Fred.
I think I'll walk tonight, okay?

dddd [ Continues ]

dddd [ Ends ]

[ Mews ]

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