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‐ [Voiceover] Next on Acapulco H. E. A. T.,

a renegade scientist is conducting genetic experiments.

‐ Every day we're redefining human limitation.

‐ The man is practically bulletproof.

‐ [Voiceover] With a deadly goal.

‐ Kaufman is manufacturing super men

to peddle for terrorists.

‐ [Voiceover] Now, the H. E. A. T. team must raid

a secret laboratory to defeat a mad man

who will stop at nothing.

‐ You've been playing God,

but I can see you're way under qualified.

‐ Kill him!

‐ [Voiceover] On the next Acapulco H. E. A. T.

(exciting music)

(exciting music)

♪ I feel the heat

♪ I feel the heat

♪ Feel the heat

♪ Sweat dripping down my spine

♪ Making me crazy

♪ Wet fingers touching mine

♪ Making me hazy

♪ I love the beat

♪ Feel the heat

♪ Burning through me

♪ I feel the heat

♪ Feel it inside me

♪ Yeah, yeah

♪ I feel the

♪ Can you feel it

♪ Deep, deep in your soul

♪ Whoa, whoa, feel the

♪ I feel the heat

♪ Burning inside me

♪ I feel the heat

♪ Feel the heat

♪ Burning inside me

♪ Feel the heat

♪ I feel the heat ♪

‐ [Female Narrator] Our Heat team often finds themselves

called in to investigate alleged terrorist activities

after the more traditional agencies

have already had their shot.

This was one of those missions.

When we were enjoying a little down time in Puerto Vallarta,

thousands of miles away, off the coast of Venezuela,

one of our comrades in arms was up to his ears in jungle,

investigating the activities of a dangerous biochemist

who was almost certainly up to no good.

(intense music)

(man mumbling)

‐ [Soldier] Holt!

Holt!

This way.

I got him.

(gun firing)

‐ [Female Narrator] Blissfully unaware of the dramas

in South America,

my fearless partner, Mike Savage,

was dealing with a dangerous opponent of his own.

(video game music)

‐ Look out. He's gonna kill you.

‐ No way.

‐ Get him.

‐ Bang! Zoom!

‐ Good shot.

Smith wants to talk to us.

Thank you, Krissie.

How goes the new toy?

‐ Krissie just got nuked.

Tommy, Marcos and Cat got it before lunch.

‐ And you?

‐ And I only lost a couple of legs.

‐ Poor baby.

‐ Good afternoon, Ashley, Mike.

C‐5 is sending you on a recon mission.

‐ Where to?

‐ An island off the coast of Venezuela.

Isla Ángel.

‐ [Mike] Sounds romantic.

‐ It means Eel Island.

‐ Still sounds romantic.

‐ Dr. Raul Kaufman has taken up residence there.

‐ He's the one who sold biological weapons

to both sides during the Iran‐Iraq War.

‐ Sounds like a neutral guy.

‐ We sent an agent to find out what Kaufman is doing,

but the agent disappeared, which leads us to believe

something is happening on that island.

‐ So now it's our turn.

‐ C‐5 wants Heat to find out what Kaufman is up to.

He owns a private casino on the island.

He spends part of his time there.

I've already faxed the information to Arthur

and he'll make all the travel arrangements.

Good hunting.

‐ Last time I was in a casino, I lost my shirt.

‐ But it wasn't gambling.

Wasn't there a pretty croupier involved?

‐ Slightly involved.

And it was only the shirt.

(laughing)

‐ [Ashley] This mission did have a couple of perks.

A glamorous hotel. Private casino.

Unfortunately, all that glitters is not gold,

as we would soon find out.

‐ I could get used to this place.

About the next five years.

‐ You better slow down there, cowboy.

You got the picaninny little room downstairs.

This room is reserved for me and Mrs. Larchmont

of Houston, Texas.

‐ Krissie, how you doing on the uplink?

‐ I'm reading you loud and clear.

Everything's set.

I hacked into the casino's computer,

put your names on the list of the high‐rollers,

I also gave you a credit line of one million dollars,

so they totally think you're legit.

‐ Legit? We're loaded.

Hot damn.

‐ Keep checking on Kaufman.

There's bound to be a paper trail.

Look for things like chemical supplies,

lab equipment, that sort of thing.

‐ I've already taken care of it.

Oh and Cat is already on the inside

and waiting to hear from you.

‐ Good!

Also, check all the entry visas issued

since Kaufman's been here.

We're looking for top‐notch scientists

that he'd need to work for.

‐ Will do. Out.

‐ I want you and Brett to run down to Kaufman's compound.

I want a complete security rundown.

He plays for one hour every day,

which gives you 45 minutes of clear time, starting now.

Go.

‐ Fancy a game of Shmand‐fair, Mr. Larchmont?

‐ Whatever your little old heart desires, Mrs. Larchmont.

(western cowboy music)

Well, how do I look?

Like a rich Texas oil man?

(laughing)

‐ More like Yosemite Sam.

‐ Might I say that you look lovely.

(laughing)

What's it feel like to be such a pretty woman?

‐ What it means is that I get to say no, a lot.

‐ Do you like saying no a lot?

‐ No. Do you like hearing it?

‐ No.

‐ Then why do you keep asking?

‐ The way I figure,

one of these days you're gonna have to say yes.

Well, I'd just like to be the guy that you say it to.

(laughing)

‐ This is Cat. Do you read me?

‐ [Mike] Yes, Cat.

‐ Mr. Kaufman has arrived.

‐ [Mike] We're on our way.

(ominous music)

‐ We can't see anything from here.

‐ Then I guess we do it the old‐fashion way.

‐ Hey, it's my turn.

‐ No, it's my turn.

‐ All right, pick a number between one and ten.

‐ Seven.

‐ You were so close.

It was six.

‐ How am I supposed to know it was six?

‐ Because I told you.

‐ I think we should flip a coin.

‐ Yeah? I think you're a sore loser.

‐ Are you sure you wanna do this solo?

‐ I'm sure.

‐ Okay, but if you're not back in an hour,

I'm coming after you.

‐ I'm not back in an hour, you stay away from that place.

‐ I'm serious, man.

One hour.

(ominous music)

‐ [Ashley] While we were off to try our luck,

Marcos and Brett were surveilling Kaufman's compound.

‐ Reminds me of Granny's old bingo parlor.

‐ Yeah, with guns.

‐ Champaign?

‐ Thank you, kind lady.

‐ Middle table, far right.

‐ [Mike] Definitely French.

‐ [Ashley] Which? The wine or Kaufman's companion?

‐ [Mike] Both.

‐ [Ashley] Name's Crystal.

‐ [Mike] She looks mighty expensive.

‐ That's why she's with him.

‐ What about the moose?

‐ Kaufman's bodyguard.

Kaufman never leaves the compound, except to come here.

He plays twice a day for no more than an hour.

He's religious about it.

‐ Is he good?

‐ Not really.

He cheats.

‐ What does he use? The glasses?

‐ No, I looked at them when he went upstairs

to get a message.

Perfectly kosher.

‐ Find out how he does it.

It'll come in handy.

‐ Well, well.

He thinks he has me this time.

I don't think so.

Fifty thousand.

Now, we'll see.

‐ [Dealer] La petite.

(foreboding music)

La grand.

Dr. Kaufman wins.

‐ Order the gentleman a drink.

He looks like he can use one.

(pop music)

‐ Do you always leave your winnings on the table?

‐ Crystal will look after it.

Perhaps I can interest you in a little private game.

‐ I think your stakes are a little high for me.

‐ Money's unimportant.

It's the sport that excites me.

‐ Oh, well then what should we play for?

‐ I'm sure we could find something that excites us both.

‐ This must be my lucky day.

Here I am sitting with the prettiest girl in the whole place

and she just happens to have a hundred grand

in front of her.

I'd ask you to run away to South America with me too,

but hell, we're already here.

‐ This is not my money.

‐ That's too bad.

Woulda had a hell of a good time spending it together,

wouldn't we?

(intense music)

‐ Brett, I found Kaufman's compound.

Just gotta find his lab.

(intense music)

(phone dialing)

‐ How did the latest blood samples test out?

(intense music)

You're sure the new cells are not degenerating

like their previous specimens?

Good.

I don't want to give Dr. Kaufman any more bad news.

‐ Holt!

‐ [Marcos] All right.

(groaning)

(foreboding music)

‐ Marcos, you read me?

Marcos?

Marcos?

Marcos, you read me?

What's going on, buddy?

Marcos?

(intense music)

‐ Crystal's charge account from the hotel pharmacy.

They oughta do something about their back door.

It took me all 35 seconds to get in.

‐ Perfume,

makeup,

body oil.

‐ Boy, I like the sound of all that.

‐ Down, Tex.

Here it is.

Contact lens solution.

‐ Contact lenses?

And here I thought the woman was perfect.

‐ Disappointed?

‐ More like, disillusioned.

What does this have to do with Kaufman's cheating?

‐ All the cards are marked with citrus acid extract.

‐ Invisible ink.

‐ All she has to do is read the cards and signal him.

What could be easier?

‐ Magic show, 101.

You'd think Kaufman could come up with something

more original than that.

‐ Why? It's affective.

He wins whenever he wants.

‐ I'll tell you something, now.

If I wasn't such an honest engine,

I'd get a set of them contact lenses myself

for Tuesday night's poker game.

‐ And I'd still beat you.

‐ I let you win last week.

‐ You did not.

‐ Hey!

(foreboding music)

‐ Marcos.

‐ I found him a couple of hundred yards

south of the compound.

I better park the jeep.

‐ Are you all right?

‐ Yeah, I'll be okay.

‐ Cat, get some ice. I'll get the first‐aid kit.

‐ Asprin.

‐ What the hell happened, buddy?

‐ I planted the bug

and three of Kaufman's guards nailed me.

They tried to, right?

I woulda gotten away.

This giant showed up.

‐ A giant?

‐ Yeah, he was a giant.

He was big and he was strong.

‐ You couldn't take him?

‐ No, I couldn't take him.

The man used me for hand‐ball practice.

‐ How the hell did you get out of the compound?

‐ I don't know, Mike.

I just remember that the lights went out

and the next thing I know,

I was in the middle of the jungle.

‐ I hate to say this, pal,

but I can't believe you're not dead.

(foreboding music)

‐ [Krissie] While were were checking out thesis,

we found something very peculiar.

‐ [Man] There are three men on a flight out of Caracous

right now.

‐ Coming to see Kaufman?

‐ Think so.

I'm faxing you their photos right now.

‐ [Mike] Who are they?

‐ They're representatives from Iraq, North Korea

and the African dictatorship of Bocuan.

‐ Sounds like Kaufman's holding a terrorist convention.

‐ Do you think he's up to his old tricks?

Trying to sell biological weapons, again?

‐ Maybe that or maybe something even worse.

This guy is a scientific menace.

‐ At least we know what he's buying.

He's order some very specialized chemical compounds

from a firm in Los Angeles.

‐ We thought you might need a little help

getting into the compound,

so we rerouted the order to your hotel.

‐ Nice going, guys.

Hey, are these chemicals gonna give me

three‐legged babies one day?

‐ No,

but we're kinda hoping it'll do something for your hair.

‐ Let me tell you something,

grass never grows on a busy street.

‐ Here comes your fax.

Good luck.

(somber music)

‐ Crystal.

Who was that man I saw you talking to at the casino?

‐ What man?

‐ The one with the cowboy hat.

‐ I don't know.

‐ I detest lies.

‐ He was just some guy.

‐ If you're lying to me,

I'm going to have to punish you again.

Take Crystal to her room, so she can think it over.

(foreboding music)

(electrical shocking)

‐ It's incredible.

He has taken enough amps to kill four men and look.

‐ You have no idea how pleased I am.

Everyday you are redefining human limitations.

‐ I'm happy you're pleased with me.

I need something from you.

‐ What?

‐ I want to see my sister.

‐ You're sister's sick, you know that.

‐ Yes, but‐‐

‐ We can't take a chance of her infecting you.

‐ She won't. I'm strong.

I just proved that.

‐ It's not the same thing.

This project is‐‐

‐ I know the project.

‐ You are too important for us

to risk anything of this kind.

‐ I haven't seen or heard from her in months.

‐ You're getting a weekly report on her progress,

aren't you?

‐ That's not enough.

‐ She is very contagious.

As soon as she is‐‐

‐ As soon as?! As soon as?!

I wanna see my sister now or I leave!

‐ All right.

I can see how upset you are.

I don't want it to interfere with our work.

I'll arrange for a flight this week.

(foreboding music)

After the demonstration, I want you to find a new subject.

Montana's becoming a problem.

‐ But?

I'll start looking immediately.

‐ We're picking up the lab

and, Mike, I'm starting a level one search

on Montana's sister and I'll let you know what I find.

‐ Make it quick. Over.

‐ Thirty‐five hundred calorimeters away.

A tiny, little camera sends a picture

as clear as if it were next door.

‐ It is amazing, isn't it?

(military music)

‐ [Ashley] We knew Kaufman was up to his old tricks again.

Probably manufacturing some kind of biological weapons.

We also knew he was about to sell his merchandise

to some very dangerous customers,

representatives from three countries

known for terrorist activities.

(smooth beat music)

In order to find out further details,

Brett had bugged one of their hotel rooms.

‐ How'd it go?

‐ Kaufman and his friends have had

their last private moment.

‐ Anything yet?

‐ Nope.

(beeping)

Apparently, I spoke too soon.

‐ [Kaufman] John, this is Dr. Kaufman.

We're ready for the demonstration.

I'm sending a car for you and the others in 30 minutes.

‐ [John] I'll be ready.

‐ Looks like we're gonna finally find out

what the good doctor is up to.

‐ [Ashley] We were finally going to find out

exactly what Dr. Kaufman was cooking up

in his remote jungle compound

and it was gonna be a lot more dangerous

than high‐stakes Shmand‐fair.

(exciting music)

‐ [Tommy] You guys picking up the homing device

on Kaufman's van?

‐ [Ashley] We're locked on.

‐ [Mike] Beautiful country, nice day for a drive.

Under different circumstances,

I'd say I was a pretty lucky guy.

‐ [Ashley] In the words of Sophocles,

luck isn't on the side of the faint‐hearted.

‐ Meaning no guts, no luck.

Bet you didn't know I knew who Sophocles was, did you?

‐ I never doubted it for a moment.

‐ Fancy a little hike?

‐ You bet.

(intense music)

There, our boys.

(foreboding music)

‐ [Mike] Would you looky there.

That is one big hombre.

‐ [Kaufman] Here he is, gentlemen.

The perfect soldier.

Choose your weapons and kill him if you can.

(exciting music)

(rapid gun firing)

(booming)

(exciting rock music)

‐ Hey!

‐ [Soldier] Don't let him get away!

Shoot him!

(exciting rock music)

‐ The man is practically bullet‐proof.

‐ He's not practically anything.

He's the world's first, legitimate man of steel.

Look who owns him.

‐ [Tommy] Our man of steel is home alone.

You're up, Cat.

(exciting music)

‐ Delivery.

Just sign here.

Montana Bergstrom?

‐ What is it?

‐ I think I know your sister, Karen Bergstrom.

‐ Not possible.

‐ Yeah, I'm pretty sure, Karen.

Blonde hair.

Works for Arrow Pacific.

‐ Have you seen Karen?

How is she?

‐ I think she's still in the hospital.

Why? Haven't you spoken to her?

‐ Not since June.

Dr. Kaufman won't let me see her.

‐ Come on, let's go. I'll take you to her.

Let's go right now.

‐ It's impossible.

He's paying for her treatment.

He will stop if I leave.

‐ If your sister's ill, no one's gonna stop you

from seeing her.

‐ You don't know Dr. Kaufman.

‐ It's a free world.

‐ Not for guinea pigs, it's not.

Get out of here before he gets back.

(somber music)

If you see Karen, please tell her

how much I miss her.

‐ I feel sorry for Montana.

‐ It's despicable.

They're manipulating him like a lab rat.

‐ Ashley?

What exactly are they doing to him?

‐ It's call genetic engineering.

Most of the experiments I've heard of

are intended to restore damaged or unhealthy tissue.

Kaufman's gone way beyond that.

He's trying to turn Montana into something super human.

‐ That's really spooky.

‐ Unfortunately, technology seems to be evolving faster

than people control it.

‐ That's really spooky.

‐ We got the DNA results back from the test.

Montana has the genetics of a Peterbilt.

‐ The computer's having a hard time calling him human.

‐ It's worse.

His cells are burning up at ten times the normal rate.

If we don't find someone to reverse the process,

he'll be dead in less than five years.

‐ What about his sister?

‐ She died two months ago.

‐ Poor Montana.

‐ We may have found the key to get him out.

‐ I still feel really bad for him, though.

‐ Yeah, me too.

Kaufman is manufacturing super men to peddle to terrorists.

‐ What should we do?

Submit him for a Nobel Peace Prize?

‐ I had something a little different planned for him.

‐ Wasn't this supposed to be just a recon mission?

‐ What would you prefer to do?

Go home and write a report

or finish him off once and for all?

(coughing)

‐ Let's nail him.

(laughing)

‐ Good.

(boat horn blowing)

(upbeat pop music)

(ominous music)

(beeping)

‐ Have you seen Dr. Kaufman?

‐ No.

‐ He must be in his office.

‐ Ashley, Crystal's heading your way.

(beeping)

‐ I've switched the codes.

(upbeat pop music)

‐ Somebody oughta lock you up right now, darling,

for attempting to insight a riot.

‐ Is that a complement?

‐ Definitely.

(giggling)

Well, looky here what the cat just dragged in.

‐ Are you sure you can play?

‐ Of course I can play. It's only a couple of cards.

How hard can it be?

Figure we can keep Kaufman out of your hair

for no more than 90 minutes, boys.

‐ Okay, got it.

No problemo.

‐ Yeah, no prablemo right.

You haven't met the Incredible Hulk.

‐ Hey, a little psychology and he's on our side, buddy.

‐ Dr. Kaufman,

where have you been hiding out?

‐ Mrs. Larchmont. A pleasure.

I hope you and your husband haven't been

losing too much money in my casino.

‐ Don't worry about that sort of thing.

It's the thrill of the table that fascinates me.

‐ Really?

‐ Hey, shorty!

You messing around with my wife?

‐ We were discussing games of chance.

‐ What're you looking at?

‐ Lyle, stop it.

‐ You've been sniffing around my wife like a dog in heat.

I wanna see you and your girlfriend outside.

(laughing)

‐ Ridiculous.

‐ Please forgive my husband's temper.

‐ What's the matter?

Don't you think you can take me?

‐ I can take you, Mr. Larchmont.

But I'm entertaining guests right now.

I'm not about to step outside.

‐ If you can't come outside like a man,

then let's settle it right here.

‐ What do you mean?

‐ My money against yours.

‐ All right, I'll play you a hand.

‐ You're on.

Scram.

Fifty Gs.

I'll cover it.

Come on with the cards, boy.

You're trying my patience.

Tell you what there, shorty.

I'm feeling lucky today.

How about we double that bet.

‐ I'll take it.

‐ [Dealer] La grande.

‐ Hey, what do you know?

What's that?

Get that stick out of there, boy.

It's a gambling table.

We're betting again. Come on.

‐ Cover it for me.

(somber music)

‐ What?

(coughing)

Get back! Get back!

Fire! Get to the other side of the compound!

‐ Let's move!

(exciting music)

You've got 60 seconds to get everything off his computer.

I'm gonna set a couple of charges.

(beeping)

‐ Hot dog, would you look at that.

‐ Fresh cards.

‐ We don't need fresh cards, old man.

You need to learn how to play the game.

‐ I don't like your style, Mr. Larchmont.

‐ Frankly there, four‐eyes, I don't like it much either,

but I'm winning, ain't I?

Now, I wanna play another hand,

I wanna take more of your money

and I'd like that pretty woman's phone number.

(exciting music)

(beeping)

(beeping)

‐ That's it. Let's go.

(intense beeping)

‐ Montana!

I gotta talk to you about your sister.

‐ What about her?

‐ I'm sorry, man.

She's dead.

‐ No!

No!

‐ Kill the timer!

(intense beeping)

‐ Is this a trick?

‐ No, it's not.

Your sister died two months ago,

that's why Kaufman wouldn't let you speak to her.

‐ These experiments are killing you, Montana.

‐ I'm healthy.

I'm strong.

‐ No, it's not true.

Your body's burning up

and if you don't find a cure, you've got five years, max.

‐ You've got two choices.

Stay here or get even.

‐ How many guards has Kaufman have out there?

‐ Four.

One at the gate.

Three in the compound.

‐ I'll set the chargers for remote.

(exciting music)

‐ I'll tell you there, Kaufman,

I really do like this game.

What did you say it was called again?

‐ The game's over, Mr. Larchmont.

‐ Already?

Next.

‐ Keep that ignorant loudmouth here.

‐ Okay.

‐ Go ahead.

‐ Brett and Marcos just ran into Montana.

‐ [Ashley] Any casualties?

‐ No, but there is a slight change in plans.

‐ Lyle.

‐ I'll tell you, lady, I've got me

a pig, a goat, a horse.

‐ Lyle.

Time to go.

‐ I'll see you back on the ranch.

What about the marines?

‐ You don't want to miss the climax, do you?

‐ Nice meeting you.

(foreboding music)

(exciting music)

‐ What's going on?

‐ There is a fire.

‐ Don't be ridiculous.

I got the call ten minutes ago.

If the lab was on fire, it would have exploded by now.

Jorge? Esteban?

Jorge?

Esteban?

Get out of my way!

‐ You don't wanna go in there.

‐ Let go of me.

‐ Why didn't you tell me my sister is dead?

‐ Don't be a fool. She's fine.

Her treatment's going well.

‐ And me?

‐ Montana, you are healthy as a horse.

Clearly, our experiment is causing some kind of

chemically induced paranoia.

You have to trust me.

We'll treat you.

‐ This ain't a card game, Kaufman.

Nobody buys your bluff.

‐ Kill him!

‐ No!

‐ Stop it, Montana!

I'm the only one that can help you.

‐ Sorry, doc.

You've been playing God,

but I can see you're way under qualified.

‐ No!

‐ Hold on a second, Montana.

He may like to see this.

Let it rip, Brett.

(booming)

‐ No!

No!

(yelling)

‐ What do you want us to do, Mike?

‐ He hasn't done anything wrong.

Maybe we can take you somewhere.

Somewhere they can help you.

‐ No.

I've spent the last year with

doctors, needles and tests.

I need some time to think.

I will sort this out on my own.

‐ Let him go.

(somber music)

(beeping)

‐ The Bogalon scream bloody murder

to the general assembly.

‐ What a shame we threw a wrench into their game plan.

‐ [Smith] They made Kaufman's project out

to be an important humanitarian effort

and suggested that you were the terrorists.

‐ That's a switch.

‐ C‐5 told me to pass on well‐deserved thanks.

‐ Since everyone's in such a good mood,

maybe this is a good time to ask if I can go

on the next mission?

‐ I'll take it under consideration, Krissie.

Goodbye.

‐ Can you imagine Bogalon with an army of Montana's.

‐ Forget an army.

I wouldn't want to go up against him again.

‐ Is Kaufman standing trial?

‐ On eleven counts.

We sent his research directly

to the World Health Organization.

‐ I love a happy ending.

‐ Kaufman tried to design the perfect killing machine,

but he overlooked one thing.

‐ Oh yeah? What's that?

‐ Montana's soul.

‐ Thank god for that.

‐ Gambler's anonymous,

listen to this.

Little snippet on page five reads thus,

"Super Man Saves Family of Four.

"Unidentified man rescued a family of four

"just outside of Caracas

"when their car overturned on the freeway."

‐ Montana.

‐ And there's more.

It goes on to say,

"the stranger lifted the overturn automobile,

"releasing the trapped family

"only seconds before the car actually exploded."

‐ I'm really glad you let him go.

‐ I am too.

‐ Thanks.

(somber music)

‐ Oh, boy.

Hey, wait a minute.

Anybody for a game of poker?

‐ Yeah!

‐ No way! You cheat.

‐ I do not!

‐ You do too.

‐ Well, you helped me.

‐ [Ashley] I did not!

‐ [Voiceover] A tropical paradise of sand and water,

but when a princess is kidnapped.

‐ You're never going to get away with this.

‐ [Voiceover] The H. E. A. T. team of undercover experts

matches wits with an international assign.

‐ Whether she lives depends entirely on how well

you follow my orders.

‐ We don't do business with terrorists.

‐ Deep end! Code two!

‐ [Voiceover] It's a high‐stakes game of beauty,

adventure and intrigue.

‐ Who do you people think you're dealing with?

‐ [Voiceover] Only one will win.

Next, on Acapulco H. E. A. T.

(exciting music)

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