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(announcer) - An exotic resort is home

to the world's most beautiful people.

- Lin's coming here to meet with two American senators.

(announcer) - A contract is put out on

a world leader...

- I want you to watch him.

(announcer) - ... but the hunter becomes the hunted...

- He's dead.

(Mike) - The real assassin killed him

so that we could not interrogate him.

- The computer has a match.

(announcer) - ... as the beaches of the Mexican Riviera explode.

- Everybody get down!

(announcer) - On the next "Acapulco H.E.A.T."

♪

- ♪ I feel the heat ♪

♪Hey ♪

♪ I feel the heat ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Burning hot ♪

♪I feel the heat ♪

♪ Hot, hot, hot ♪

♪ Sweat dripping down my spine ♪

♪ Making me crazy ♪

♪ Wet fingers touching mine ♪

♪ Making me hazy ♪

♪I'll always be ♪

♪ I feel the heat ♪

♪ Mm-hmm (burning hot, hot) ♪

♪I feel the heat ♪

♪ Ha, yeah, yeah ♪

♪I feel the... ♪

♪ Whoa-oh ah, can you feel it ♪

♪ Whoa-oh, oh, it's deep, deep in your soul ♪

♪ Whoa-oh oh, whoa, whoa, feel the... ♪

♪Whoa-oh, I feel the heat ♪

♪ Making me crazy ♪

♪ Burning hot, hot ♪

♪ I feel the heat ♪

♪ Ha, yeah, yeah (when it's hot, hot) ♪

♪ Feel the heat ♪

♪ Burn, burn (burning hot, hot) ♪

♪ I feel the heat, yeah ♪

♪ Ha, ha, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ I feel the heat ♪

♪

(Ashley) - As an operative, my worst nightmares are those

needle-in-the-haystack missions,

where the list of possible suspects

runs into the triple digits.

This was one of those missions.

- Hey.

- Where's Ashley?

- Uh, she went riding.

What are you doing?

- Sightseeing.

You know, everybody starts to look the same

when they're in bathing suits.

- Yeah, with a few major exceptions.

- I think we need to find you a nice girl.

- I think I can handle that myself, thank you very much.

- No.

Men can't be trusted to make good decisions

when it comes to women.

- Whoa.

Are you talking about Brett or are you talking about me?

- Both of you.

Brett goes for quantity

but you don't go for anything at all.

(scoffing)

- So I'm picky, so sue me.

- You're not picky.

You're afraid of commitment.

(Krissie) - Meet at the airport immediately.

- The airport? - To intercept an assassin.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Emergency, come on.

♪

(Mike) - I read you, darling, speak to me.

(Krissie) - We've got a red alert from Mr. Smith.

He said there's a KGB assassin

arriving on Flight 118 from Madrid.

Marcos is picking up Ashley

and I'm about to put both of you up on the monitors.

- Is Smith sure about this?

- According to Mr. Smith, the credentials

of the source are impeccable.

- Great, definite maybe.

Did you alert everyone?

- Everyone-- they're all in the picture.

- You've got ten minutes to get to the airport.

- Boy, she's gonna be mad her ride was cut short.

- You bet I am.

This better be good.

- A former KGB assassin is flying into Vallarta.

- He's coming after a Chinese defector named

Lin Cho Wang.

- Lin's due here Friday.

- Yeah, I know him.

He used to be a minister with the Chinese government

before he came over to our side.

- Lin's coming here to meet with two American senators.

He's agreed to testify about

human rights violations in China.

- Does Smith have any idea who the hit man could be?

- Just that he's ex-KGB.

Brett is on his way to the airport now

with some photographs of possible candidates.

He thought you might recognize some of them.

- It's always nice seeing old friends.

Isn't it, Mike?

- Definitely.

♪

- Photos from Mr. Smith.

- Pictures from Mr. Smith.

Do you know these people?

- I know... you.

I know you as well.

I thought you were dead.

- All right, everybody take one and spread out.

Let's go.

Here they come.

(woman on PA) - ... from San Francisco.

Please claim your baggage in carousel number two.

(man speaking foreign language on PA)

- Talk about old friends.

- Which one? - Ilya Lenkov.

- Are you sure? - Oh yeah.

- All right, team, the stocky guy in the dark suit.

Moving faster than the rest of the crowd-- stay with him.

(Marcos) - Got him.

- All right, everybody, move with him.

Wait 'til he gets away from the crowd.

(woman on PA) - There has been a schedule change for Flight #14

arriving from New York City...

- Uh-oh.

I think he just got some bad vibes.

- Back off, give him some space.

♪

- Yeah, Tommy, he's coming your way.

(Tommy) - Easy, buddy.

- Everybody get down!

(screaming)

♪

(screaming continues)

- Freeze!

(thudding)

♪

- He's dead.

- Mike, Ashley, Lenkov's dead.

He shot himself.

- He was so close, why didn't he just try the door?

(seagull squawking)

- Hey, you, what's up?

Oh, Lenkov.

I've been thinking about him too.

- According to Smith, the price on Lin Cho Wang's head

was $5 million.

- About ten times more than Lenkov's going rate

as I recall.

- Who had a good résumé.

A couple of nice hits even.

- But not the kind of man who plans and leads

an important mission.

- Maybe I'm just paranoid.

- It is one of your more endearing qualities.

(phone ringing)

- Thanks.

Yeah.

Thanks, Marcos.

- Well?

- Marcos was just at the morgue.

According to the autopsy report,

the gun was fired at close range.

- Consistent with a suicide.

- Lenkov's gun was a .38.

- Mike, are you gonna get to the punch line

or am I gonna have to drag it out of you?

- He was killed by a nine millimeter.

So unless he shot himself in the head...

- And then ditched the gun after he died...

- It was no suicide.

- The door by the stairs.

- That's why he didn't use it.

- Because somebody else did.

- Exactly.

(sighing)

- The timing of the tip that lead us to him

was also a little too perfect.

- Lenkov was there to draw fire.

- And to let the main assassin get a look at the competition.

- I'm afraid I have to agree with you, Mike.

Lenkov was a stalking horse.

- The real assassin killed him

so that we could not interrogate him.

- And now he's out there somewhere,

waiting to get a shot at Lin Cho Wang.

- That charter flight originated in Madrid

and almost half the passengers got off in Mexico City.

But the ones who came to Puerto Vallarta

are all part of an airline package.

All 146 of them.

But guess what?

The package puts them all up at the Hotel Krystal.

- Well, our odds just got a lot better.

- Each one of them has to be checked out.

- Well, what if he didn't stay with the group?

- He gave us Lenkov.

He thinks he's safe.

- Claudio knows the owner of the Krystal Hotel.

I'll have a word with him.

See if he can pull some strings and get us all jobs there.

- I assume you want us to take 146 photographs, correct?

- No, there won't be time for anything else.

Lin Cho Wang arrives in

Puerto Vallarta Friday at 3:00 p.m.

- That's not even three days, can't you delay him?

- Not a chance.

In fact, he wanted to come a day early.

- So I guess it's up to us.

- Well, do whatever you have to do.

This is a top-priority assignment.

If you need me, I'll be here in

the office until this is over.

We'll all be here.

(woman) - End secure transmission.

- Look on the bright side, guys.

We have a lot going for us.

And so does the assassin.

♪

(Ashley) - By the time Mike and I arrived at the Krystal Hotel,

Cat and Tommy were already in position.

Our job was to try and identify

which one of the 146 tour group members

was an assassin in disguise.

But before we could try and blow the assassin's cover,

we had to establish our own.

- Welcome to the Hotel Krystal.

You're from "Travel Life Magazine," right?

- Yeah, I'm Mike Rogers and this is Ashley Monroe.

- Nice to meet you.

I'm with hotel PR, so if there's anything you need,

just let me know.

Reception is this way.

- Everyone's in place.

Is there anything new?

- I'm in the process of eliminating

any charter passengers

who are either too old, too young

or have some sort of physical problem.

- How many are there?

- 12.

(woman) - Wednesday, 1100 hours.

Time remaining: 53 hours.

- Okay, I heard it, I'm out.

♪

(sighing)

- Good day to you, sir.

And what will it be today, a beer perhaps?

- Piccadilly screwdriver, please.

- What?

- Orange juice and lemonade--

- Ah, Piccadilly coming right up.

- Hi.

We're with "Travel Life Magazine."

We're doing a story and we need some photographs.

- "Travel Life Magazine"?

Never heard of it.

Uh, you're not one of those scandalous rags

they sell in the supermarkets, are you?

- No, we're not a scandal rag.

What are you, some kind of troublemaker?

- Not at all.

Um...

Well, what kind of pictures do you do anyway?

- Beautiful pictures.

People like you.

- And stories of the people on the tour--

where they come from, what they're doing here

and who they meet.

- I suppose it'd be all right.

- So why don't we start out with a couple of photographs

right now of the whole group?

- If you guys gather around this gentleman,

I think I could probably get the shot in one.

- Can't we put him in the back?

- Everybody smile.

(camera clicking)

That's great.

- Hey, how you doing there?

I'm with "Travel Life Magazine."

You were on the flight from Madrid, weren't you?

Oh, I get it, a loner type.

That's a point of view I haven't taken into consideration.

Tell me something, why would a guy come to

a place like this if he wanted to be by himself?

Oh really?

Can I quote you on that?

You know, I must be talking because I feel my lips moving.

(camera clicking)

(speaking Chinese)

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Grasshopper, take it easy.

♪

(camera clicking)

- ♪ You better trust in me ♪

♪ I'm telling you this ♪

♪ Oh-oh-oh ♪

♪ You better trust in me ♪

♪ Put-put-put-put your ♪

(camera clicking)

♪ You better trust in me ♪

♪ Put-put-put-put your ♪

♪ Oh-oh ♪

♪ You better trust in me ♪

♪ Put your trust in me ♪

♪ You better trust in me ♪

♪ Oh-oh ♪

(camera clicking)

♪ So you say I'm not the kind of guy ♪

♪ To touch your body ♪

♪ I reply I'm not your guy ♪

♪ So why you sweating? ♪

♪ All alone I pick up the phone ♪

♪ And it's you who's calling ♪

♪ Why do you keep contradicting yourself? ♪

♪ I ♪

♪ Can't ♪

♪ Sleep ♪

♪ If you're not close to me ♪

♪ Can't you see ♪

♪ Where I'd rather be? ♪

♪ She's driving me crazy ♪

♪ When you're down you better put your trust in me ♪

♪ I'll be the one who'll be there for you ♪

♪ I'll be around you better put your trust in me ♪

♪ I wanna be the one who'll be there for you, for you ♪

♪ Time and time again I try to tell myself ♪

♪ That I don't love you ♪

♪ I hurt bad the night before ♪

♪ But never, ever in my life ♪

♪ Have I found someone as cool as you... ♪

(Mike) - Uh-oh, better take off.

I'll handle this clown.

Hey, how you doing?

Mike Rogers, "Travel Life Magazine."

- Magazine?

Get out, now!

- Keep your shirt on, pal.

Some people happen to like magazines.

- You know what could happen with these pictures?

- Graham, why don't you take a swim, cool off?

Let me talk to the man.

- Yeah, cool off, Graham.

Thank you there, Miss, uh...

- Monica Toretta.

- Monica.

- I have a confession to make.

- Well, come on, let me buy you a drink.

You can tell me all about it.

- Okay.

Graham doesn't want his picture taken

because, well, he's married.

- And not to you.

- Exactly.

- And you're also married to somebody else.

- Not at the moment.

Things like this happen at resorts like this.

No one will be hurt unless

your photo shows up in the wrong magazine.

You do understand.

I know you do.

- You and your friend can be sure

that your secret will be safe with me.

- Thank you.

- Tell me something.

Why does a woman like you

come to a place like this?

So they can meet a friend like Graham?

- If I couldn't find someone better.

- Interesting.

Can I quote you?

- Forget the quote.

Remember me.

- Wow.

- Looks like you made a friend.

- You know, it must be something to do with

my animal magnetism.

- Don't you think? - Absolutely.

- So far we've been able to match 28 faces

with the names of the passengers on the list.

- Any of this seem especially promising?

- Well, a couple of them are allergic to the camera.

Chen Kwai Lee and Graham Fox

seem to be the most upset.

- I'll check on them right away.

- Marcos should be here anytime to collect the film.

- Did you happen to get a shot of a Dr. Javier Luna?

Supposedly of Madrid.

- No, we haven't been able to track him down.

- He could be one of the names we haven't identified yet.

What's so special about him?

- Well, I checked with the airline.

Apparently, he got on the plane in Mexico City

at the last possible moment.

He paid cash for his ticket,

gave a phony address and had no luggage.

- Well, I'll get Cat to get his room number.

I'll put him on the top of tomorrow's list.

♪

- Anything else?

- Oh, um... I have some more names I want you to eliminate.

Do you have your passenger list?

- Um...

Oh, hold on, mine's in the camera bag.

The film's gone!

♪

Mike!

- On my way!

- Did you see anyone running down the stairs?

- Yes, why? What's wrong?

- Did you see anybody?

- Damn! I lost him.

- Are you all right? - Yeah, I'm fine.

- What happened?

- There was a burglar in my room.

- Did he take anything?

- Just a roll of film, nothing I can't replace.

- Where's your friend?

- Graham? - Yeah.

- Oh, he's at the party.

- How come you're not with him?

- I thought you might wanna join us.

- Oh... thank you.

But no, we have a lot of work to do.

Come on, Ash.

- Our candid cameras must've picked up

the bad guy by now.

- All but 28 names are eliminated.

(woman) - Christina...

- So I have to take another 28 photographs?

- Practice makes perfect.

(Krissie) - Don't forget about Dr. Javier Luna.

He may have been one of the unidentified shots.

- Now, he's a real mystery man.

He's hardly left his room,

all of his meals have come from room service,

and he told the maids he doesn't wanna be disturbed

because he's sick.

- Any chance of getting Lin Cho Wang

to cancel his trip?

- No way.

The bottom line is that we'll...

(woman) - ... 2200 hours.

Time remaining: 41 hours.

- I better get started.

There was only one way to be sure I could get

everyone's photo quickly.

- Fire drill is absolutely ludicrous!

And why must they always occur during my bath time?

I have soap in my eye now.

♪

(camera clicking)

(camera clicking)

- I think Chen's English is a little better

than he's letting on.

Either that or Graham Fox speaks Chinese.

- Looks like Dr. Luna's not up on his fire safety.

There's still no sign of him.

- Lin's travel schedule just came in.

He departs in New Zealand tonight

at 11:00 p.m. our time,

changes planes in Mexico City tomorrow morning

and gets in to Puerto Vallarta 3:00 p.m.

- That's cutting it close.

- What are we gonna do about getting Dr. Luna's photograph?

- Cat, I think it's about time

you paid our doctor a house call.

(Tommy) - Fox is on the move.

♪

Where's he going in such a hurry?

- I don't know but why don't you find out?

(woman) - Tisha Icord, cleared.

Thursday, 1400 hours.

Time remaining: 21 hours.

(computer chiming)

♪

(tires screeching)

(Tommy) - Quick, follow him.

(camera clicking)

Yeah, we're on Fox's tail now.

Looks like he's heading into a basket shop.

Uh... that was quick.

(engine revving)

(birds chirping)

(Mike) - Ash, you get all the pictures?

- Mission accomplished.

- So fast?

- This time you hang onto them.

- Great.

- Hey. - What?

- I was beginning to wonder where you were.

- Yeah, I know, Tommy and I were following him.

Check it.

(water lapping)

The minute when he came out, he had the bag.

- So whatever it was, it was already waiting for him.

- A weapon of some kind.

- Money.

- Or maybe the bag had nothing to do with it.

Maybe he just wanted to look like he was shopping.

♪

(Ashley) - All we had to do was wait for Cat to get

the last picture of Luna

and we could develop the film

and try to ID Lin Cho Wang's assassin.

(camera thudding)

- I hope you don't mind me dropping in on you like this.

- What were you doing up there?

- Taking your picture.

- My picture?

Why?

- Well, "Travel Life Magazine" is doing an article

on people who come to resorts like this

and, well, we just had to get a picture of a man

who'd come all this way to...

... be a hermit.

- I hate to disappoint you,

but none of this was planned.

I just had to get out of Mexico City

and I bought a ticket on the first flight out.

- Why the hurry to get out of Mexico City?

- Oh, Mexico City wasn't the problem.

It was...

- A woman?

♪

- We were in Mexico City on vacation.

She said she was going shopping.

- She lied?

- She was in a café with an acquaintance from Madrid.

- Didn't she say it was a coincidence?

- Oh, she tried but...

I'd already seen his hand on her knee under the table.

- Well, that doesn't always have to mean anything.

Maybe it was just him coming on to her.

You know, not the other way around.

Do you love her?

- Oh, yes, of course.

- Maybe you should call her.

- I thought of that too but I can't call her.

I'm too embarrassed.

- Well, she probably feels as bad as you do.

I bet she'd call except she doesn't know

where you are, does she?

- No, she doesn't.

- Look, I gotta get going...

but if you really love her, call her.

(laughing)

Finally, a smile.

(camera clicking)

(clearing throat)

- The door would be much easier.

- Thanks.

♪

- I got him. - Great!

- He's not the assassin.

He's just a lovesick Spaniard

with more pride than brains.

- Either that or else he's a very good actor.

Just in case, let me get the film to Marcos.

Let's go.

- Where's your girlfriend going in such a hurry?

- Well, you know her.

All work and no play.

- Work on me.

I'll give you a good interview.

- Why not?

- Have you ever been married?

- Now, I thought I was gonna be the one

to conduct this interview.

- What's a handsome man like you still being single?

- I guess I enjoy being single.

- Oh... you don't have to sell me on being single.

I've been single several times.

(woman) - Help, somebody, please, help!

- What's happening? - I don't know.

♪

(man) - Oh my God!

- The maid said that Dr. Luna will be

out of his room in a few minutes.

- You're not happy about this, are you?

- Nope.

I mean, first I interview him under false pretenses

and now I gotta go search his room.

- Since when have you been allergic to a little

healthy breaking and entering?

- The guy is in the middle of a full-blown love crisis.

- Maybe.

- He's not the assassin.

- Don't make assumptions.

- It's not an assumption.

- Yeah, I guess if anybody's an expert

on lovesick men, it's gotta be you.

Hey!

What about that guy you dated last month,

that one from New York?

- Edward?

- "Yeah, but my pals, man, they call me Eddie!"

- Oh, give me a break.

I only dated him a coupled of times.

And I had to dump him.

He tried to serenade me in the middle of a restaurant.

(laughing)

- Yo, lady!

- He followed me around like a shadow.

What was I supposed to do?

- Put a bullet through his heart.

Take him out of his misery.

- Very funny.

But, you know, he did have that same look

that Dr. Luna has.

That beaten-down puppy-dog thing.

You can't fake that.

- Still gonna check him out, aren't you?

- Oh, what the heck?

Maybe he's hiding a Mauser in his sock drawer.

- I gotta go meet with Marcos.

We're gonna go over to that basket shop,

see what Graham Fox picked up.

- All right, catch you later.

- Catch you later, Cat.

(woman) - Friday, 0400 hours.

Time remaining: 11 hours.

(computer chiming)

- Is there anyway of speeding this up?

- The Intelligence Service of the Middle East

and the former Soviet Union just--

they're not as computerized as we are.

They've gotta ID all those photos by hand.

- How many are left?

- 16.

(beeping)

- That was the maid that cleaned Graham Fox's room.

The shopping bag did not turn up in the trash.

- He must've picked it up for someone else.

- And that someone killed him.

- Which one are you?

(beeping)

(Mike) - News, ladies.

Fox died of a slow-acting poison

that only a doctor could've had access to.

- Dr. Javier Luna.

- No.

No, I can't believe that.

- He gave the airline a phony address

and he's been hiding out ever since he got here.

- He explained all that.

He acted on impulse.

He admitted that he was acting foolishly.

But if you had spoken to him like I had...

- I still want you to check him out again, okay?

- Okay.

- I work over at the Krystal Hotel

and a guy left me a package yesterday

and I lost it.

Now, I know he got it here and I wanna replace it

before he finds out.

I'm gonna lose my job, man.

All right, his name is Fox, Graham Fox.

- Do you remember him? - I don't know.

- I'm gonna have to check the sales list number.

- Yeah? - I think they're in the back.

Do you mind waiting here a minute?

- Yeah, I'm in a hurry, please. - Yeah.

- Hi.

♪

- With an attitude like this,

how do you expect to build a business?

(grunting)

- Yeah!

Hey!

Yeah!

(dog barking in the distance)

♪

(birds chirping)

- Hello. - Dr. Lunar.

- I just came to check up on you.

- I'm fine, really fine thanks to you.

- Well, you certainly look fine.

- You were so right about everything.

Can I buy you a glass of champagne?

- Oh no, I can't, I'm still on duty.

- 6:00 by the pool?

Please.

There is so much I want to tell you.

And I have a surprise for you.

- What kind of surprise?

- You'll see.

At 6:00?

- Okay, 6:00.

(waves crashing in the distance)

- You all right?

- Yes.

No, not really.

I was up all night.

- I'm sorry.

- I know what people think of me...

and I let them.

I'm not really the calculating gold digger.

That's just my disguise.

Nobody gets to see the real Monica unless I want them to.

Graham Fox was a lot like me.

He pretended to be this arrogant playboy

but inside... he was just as scared as I am.

I guess that's why we clicked.

When we were together, neither one of us had

to wear our disguises.

- That's too bad.

Who knows what might've been?

- Oh, what might have been.

That's the story of my life.

Anyway, I've had about all the fun I can handle.

I'm on a 7:00 flight to Los Angeles.

I have some friends up there, maybe I'll stay awhile.

- Can I give you a lift?

- That's okay, I've got it covered.

But thank you.

I'm glad I got a chance to tell you who I really am.

You seem like such an honest person.

♪

- What's that look for?

- Well, in my heart, I always wanna believe

people are telling the truth.

Find out anything about Luna?

- I just left him.

It's like he's a new man.

I can't believe he'd be the killer.

- Maybe he is, maybe he isn't.

- You know, sometimes this job makes me

feel like such a rat.

- Chen Kwai Lee.

What do you think?

- No way.

- You don't think they'd send a Chinese guy

to kill another Chinese guy?

- No, it's too obvious.

He'd be the first suspect.

- Or the last.

- Didn't one of Ashley's pictures

catch him and Fox together?

- Yeah, but he could've been telling Fox

to go to the basket shop.

- It's your call.

- Keep an eye on him, all right?

I'll see you later.

- The clerk from the basket shop has a long record.

- Weapons violations.

- Marcos said the police are interrogating him.

So far he hasn't been very communicative.

Our problem is we don't have time to wait.

(woman) - Friday, 1220 hours.

Time remaining: one hour, 30 minutes.

- Mike, Ashley,

Lin's plane is about to take off from Mexico City.

- Well, can't you manufacture some kind of delay, please?

- Sorry, I wish I could.

- Do you have any other good news for us?

- Well, you were right to be suspicious of Chen Kwai Lee.

He's dirty.

But unfortunately, he's not our assassin.

He was a Hong Kong banker

who was laundering money for the triads.

He disappeared last week

after depositing millions of their dollars

in his own Swiss account.

I notified the Hong Kong authorities.

Your local police will be getting a request

to pick him up.

I'll be right here if anything breaks.

- So will we.

- The computer has a match.

(beeping)

(Mike) - Monica!

That's her, both of them.

- Her real name is Sylvie Andolini.

Her father was an Italian Communist,

her mother was Basque separatist.

She was Red Brigade.

- Yeah, and who knows what else.

Let's go.

♪

- Monica Toretta is our assassin.

- Spread out. - Come on, this way, guys.

(man on PA speaking foreign language)

- He's on his way.

(man on PA speaking foreign language)

(Ashley) - Everybody down, she's got a gun!

- Out of the way, get out of the way!

- Just when I was starting to think you were okay.

- It's not over yet. - For you it is.

- Oh no!

♪

- 6:00, drinks by the pool.

Don't forget.

- I'll be there.

- The gun and the silencer are both lightweight.

The false bottom is exactly the thickness of the gun.

Fox had no idea what he was picking up.

- He was just doing a favor for the pretty woman.

- Did a good deed and got killed for it.

- According to her dossier,

she spent a couple years in medical school.

- And that's how she knew about the poison,

and how to administer it.

- And it wasn't the first time either.

She was married twice before,

to rich older men who died suddenly.

- A real black widow.

- Hi, everyone, sorry I'm late.

- Where have you been?

- And what have you been doing?

- She's been having a glass of champagne

with two people who are very much in love.

- Dr. Luna and his fiancée.

- I'm jolly glad you were right on those.

- Good instincts, Cat.

- So... all's well that ends well.

- So we'll have a glass of champagne.

- Lush. - Kool-Aid?

- Yeah, that sounds good.

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(announcer) - The sparkling beaches of Panama,

a place where the world's

wealthy and beautiful come to play.

But when the H.E.A.T. team

takes down a notorious drug dealer...

- Tommy! - Hey!

- Don't you know this stuff is illegal?

(announcer) - ... Mike is framed for revenge.

- He killed Judge Diaz!

- I sentence you to death.

(announcer) - Now, to save his life,

the H.E.A.T. team must put theirs on the line.

Catch the action, feel the heat.

- Cover me!

- On the next "Acapulco H.E.A.T."

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