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Man: This is my boss, Jonathan Hart,

a self-made millionaire.

He's quite a guy.

This is Mrs. H. She's gorgeous.

She's one lady who knows how to take care of herself.

By the way, my name is Max.

I take care of both of them, which ain't easy,

'cause when they met, it was murder.

Jennifer: Oh, Max.

You remember my cousin Betsy?

She's coming down from San Francisco

to spend a few weeks with us.

Gee, that's great Mrs. H.

Last time I saw that kid, she was a roly-poly teenager,

always putting the touch on Uncle Max for snack money.

Well, she's not a kid anymore.

In fact, she's a very wealthy young lady

since her father died.

She's coming down to attend the Barry Grayson Torso Salon.

You ever heard of that?

Hey, I was reading about that in here.

Really?

Here it is.

You really gotta be loaded to get in that joint.

See?

"Where the elite get petite."

Hmm.

"Vidalite, a liquid-diet program

combined with aerobic gymnastic classes.

Apparently she's been getting this Vidalite through the mail,

and now she's coming down here

to join the aerobic gymnastic classes.

I'll get the guest room ready for her after lunch.

Great.

I guess it doesn't matter how much this costs

as long as it keeps her off those diet pills.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven!

That's it! That's fantastic!

Four, five, six! You're looking good!

You're already losing that weight!

I can see every inch coming off!

Okay, we're gonna go side-to-side, here we go.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven!

That's it! Oh, sometimes it goes the right way!

Sometimes it goes the wrong way!

Okay, yeah, one, two, three, four, five, six!

Marilyn, look at this!

An 8-page spread in The Beverly Review.

Barry's a star!

( laughs )

This is great!

Oh, Kathy, take over for Barry and send him in here, please.

Sure.

Barry Grayson and his Torso Salon.

Fitness guru of the glitterati.

( laughs )

Plans for an exercise empire.

Oh! Oh, what'd I tell you?

That press agent is worth his weight in gold.

Oh, his timing is great.

What was the reaction on the floor?

Perfect.

They can't wait to invest their husbands' money into us.

I knew I could take us to the top.

It's all in the packaging, of course.

My charisma and personality, plus the Vidalite plan

and the exercise equals success.

Ahh, don't forget your silent partner.

You may be charismatic, Mr. Grayson,

but this is what they keep coming back for.

They're here!

Darling?!

They're here!

- Betsy! - Jen!

Okay, where's the ice cream?

Hi! Oh, thanks.

Welcome back.

You look marvelous!

Oh, I feel terrific.

Much better than I felt in that dreadful hospital.

Oh, come on.

I'll never be able forget what you and Jonathan did

to help me kick that habit.

Don't be silly. What's a family for?

Jonathan: Is that my favorite cousin-in-law?

Oh, Jonathan! Whoo!

- She looks wonderful. - Doesn't she?

Yeah. How was your flight?

Gorgeous, chicken a l'Orange,

beef burgundy, cherry cobbler,

chocolate parfait... I didn't touch a thing.

Good girl, because at 8:00,

we have a lovely little supper planned.

Oh, what time is it? Oh, 7:30. I'm late.

Barry is very particular.

How many of those do you get to drink a day?

Four, but I get to add one more

when I start my exercise routine tomorrow.

I have heard the most wonderful things about Barry Grayson.

I know you're gonna love him, Jen.

I'm gonna love him?

Oh, yeah, I want you to go with me for moral support.

Sure, what have I got to lose?

Don't remind me.

Isn't this terrific?

Ohhh, Audrey Hepburn, eat your heart out.

Five, six, seven! Oh, looking good!

( shouting indistinctly )

Jumping jacks, and...

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven!

( shouting indistinctly )

Some of you ladies are wearing your weekends

around your waistline.

Running in place! Seven, eight!

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight!

One, two, three, four! What are we here for?!

Hey! Get them up! Hey! Hey!

Hit it! And!

Five, six, seven, eight!

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight!

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight!

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight!

One, two, three, four!

What is it?

I was really getting through to them up there.

I spoke with Gina Hallstead before class.

She's offered to host the investors' reception

- at her house next weekend. - ( laughs ) Great!

She's one of our biggest boosters.

If you were on her Vidalite dosage,

you could boost the Great Depression.

( laughs )

Here's our guest list.

And I just thought of a welcome addition.

Oh, yeah, she came in with that young heiress

from San Francisco, Betsy Bach, right?

Betsy's been on our special formula for about two weeks.

I have doubled her dose.

By next week, she'll be eager to invest.

And you think her friend might be willing to invest also?

Her friend is Jennifer Hart.

Uh-huh. Hmm?

As in Mrs. Jonathan Hart?

Hart Industries?

Oh! Yeah.

The only thing fat about her is her bank account.

But I think we could reduce that, don't you?

Certainly.

( cheering )

Oh, hi, Jen!

You must have lost ten pounds already.

I feel every ounce. Come with me.

I want you to meet Barry and Marilyn.

She's his manager. Marilyn?

Yes!

I want you to meet my favorite cousin, Jennifer Hart.

Marilyn Gann.

Very nice to meet you, Mrs. Hart.

Barry Grayson, Jennifer Hart.

- Welcome to Torso Salon, Mrs. Hart. - Thank you so much.

Betsy's absolutely crazy about Vidalite.

Well, she's our first Vidalite commuter,

and she is doing wonderfully.

I have to take your blood pressure.

Will you excuse us for a minute, Mrs. Hart?

Barry, why don't you show her around?

Of course. Follow me. This way, Mrs. Hart.

Sit down here.

That was great, Marilyn.

Betsy, you may know that Torso

is looking for investment money at the moment.

Yeah, some of the girls had said that you're going national?

That's wonderful!

If we can get the necessary funds.

That's why we're having an investors' reception next week.

Of course we're hoping you'll be there.

Oh, I wouldn't miss it. I really believe in Barry.

How nice.

I wonder if the, uh, Harts would like to come, too.

That is a great idea.

I know they would love to be a part of this.

Leave it to me, Marilyn.

Oh, I cannot keep up with Betsy.

She's absolutely on the go from morning until night.

She sure seems up.

And she's dropping all that weight.

- Mmm. - How long has it been now?

Oh, it's been about a week.

She's so cute.

Has she talked to you yet about investing in Torso?

She has suggested that a couple of times.

I have a feeling that we're going to go

to some kind of reception this week?

I think so. If I make it.

I wish I had her energy.

Well, it is good to relax as well.

You think so?

See, Barry is not the only one

with a planned design on physical fitness.

Ohh.

As long as you don't open a salon.

No!

They're ready for their rations.

- Just a few more to go. - Yeah.

( knock on door )

- Hi, Barry. - Hi, Betsy, come on in.

- Marilyn. - Yes?

I know this sounds kind of funny,

but what's in Vidalite, I mean, exactly?

Are you having problems with the formula?

Uh, no, not problems.

I'm getting this familiar feeling.

Sort of a buzz.

Do you know what I mean?

No, I'm afraid I don't.

Well, you're doing beautifully on the program, Betsy.

I know. I'm not even hungry at all.

But I can't sleep at night, and my hands shake.

Oh, dear, your body is going through

some changes, that's all.

It'll smooth out in time.

You don't know this, but last summer,

I kicked this really bad amphetamine habit.

Diet pills.

That feeling that I had then...

is the feeling that I have now on Vidalite.

That's very odd.

My doctor wants to be real cautious,

and he won't even allow me any caffeine.

And, oh, I wondered if I could have a list of ingredients

just to check it out, you know?

Just for my own piece of mind.

Of course.

( sighs ) Thanks.

Here is the list of ingredients.

I'm sure that your doctor will give us his stamp of approval.

It's not that I don't trust you, Marilyn...

Please, Betsy, not another word.

You see, what you're feeling is a natural high.

Nothing more, nothing less.

So come on, why don't you go out here,

take a little breather,

and Barry will bring you your Vidalite.

- Huh? Okay? - Okay.

See you later Betsy. Bye.

Great.

We hooked a former speed freak who recognizes the symptoms.

Don't panic.

We'll just put her on a clean formula from now on.

I think we better change the rest of the formulas.

Oh, sure, and have everyone in withdrawal

at the investors' reception.

( chuckles ) Then our pickings would really be slim.

No, we will just worry about Betsy Bach.

And don't you worry.

This whole thing will blow over by the end of the week.

Trust me.

Okay.

( chuckles )

Jennifer: Good morning everybody.

Good morning, darling. You look great.

Oh, thank you.

Have you seen Betsy this morning?

You should know better than that.

She's been to Torso and back for her 6:00 AM workout,

and right now she's out on the court warming up.

I don't believe her.

Somebody ought to time that kid.

If she was a race horse, I'd be a millionaire by now.

I better get down there.

Oh, darling, we could use a line man.

Oh? Judging from where I sit, your lines are just fine.

Oh, well, thank you.

I'd better concede right now.

Finally! I've been up for hours.

I don't remember you getting up this early before.

And your energy, have you always had this much?

No, I never used to.

But this Vidalite is terrific, Jen!

Complex carbohydrates, protein, the works!

My doctor just gave it his seal of approval.

Oh, did you talk to him today?

Just casually. Ready?

You are feeling all right?

Fine! It's a long story, Jen. I'll tell you about it later.

After I beat the pants off you. Come on!

All right, it's a deal.

But at this rate, I think it's going to be a very short game.

Shall we rally?

( ball thumps )

I'll get it.

Whoo, awfully glad you missed one.

You all right, Betsy?

I'm okay. Let's go.

Betsy, what's the matter?

Oh, God...

Jen!

Betsy?!

Betsy, what the matter?

My arm! No!

Betsy! Bets?!

Jonathan!

Max!

Jonathan!

You'll both be happy to hear she has an excellent chance.

And I'm sure the specialist you're flying in

from Boston will concur.

Can you tell us, doctor,

when you think she might be out of the coma?

Not precisely.

But we do know you got her here on time.

Isn't she, uh, rather young

to have had a heart attack?

Doctor: Yes, but you say she was dieting,

exercising strenuously.

That kind of stress

coupled with a chemical imbalance

often leads to a heart problem.

Amphetamines very definitely and seriously upset

the chemical balance.

Amphetamines?

She's been off pills since last summer.

I'm afraid she's back on them again.

Her blood tests tell us that much.

I can't believe it.

I'm sorry.

Why don't you go home and get some rest?

There's nothing more you can do here.

I'd sort of like to stay in case she wakes up.

I think the doctor's right, darling.

Why don't we go home, and we'll come back

and see her tomorrow?

Betsy Bach just had a heart attack.

She's in a coma at County General.

Shut the door.

Shut the door!

How did it happen?

She was playing tennis.

She collapsed on the court.

You gave her too big a dose, Marilyn!

Coma, that's good.

She won't be able to tell them her suspicions.

The blood tests.

They're gonna know by now she was on speed!

That's okay.

They'll think she went back on the pills.

We go on just as before.

I better ring for some flowers.

Flowers? What are you talking about?

The cat is out of the bag. We have blown it.

My career, this salon, the cable franchise, the works!

Calm down!

Have you been on the Vidalite, too?

Now, nobody knows anything yet.

And maybe Betsy won't recover.

Well, what if she does, and what if she tells the Harts

what she told us this morning?

What if? What if? What if? We'll just have to wait and see.

Now listen, we've got an easy million

in investment money coming in tomorrow

from grateful husbands.

Who says we have to stick around to deliver the goods?

You mean, take the money and run?

Why not?

It's not as if we're out of training.

And just think, Barry...

You and me and a million dollars

away from all of this in Rio, hmm?

Darling?

Did you find anything?

Not even an aspirin.

Why would she go back on speed?

She was doing so well on Vidalite.

Well, it's all beginning to make sense.

Her energy, her lack of appetite,

her nervousness.

I know there was something she was concerned about.

We were going to talk after our game.

She said she spoke to her doctor this morning.

Well, I'll call him tomorrow and I'll check it out.

Good.

If she was on pills,

maybe someone at the Torso Salon would have known about it.

They're having that investors' reception tomorrow.

The Salon will be closed.

Maybe we should go to that reception.

Afternoon.

Hi!

The Evanses, Jim and Marcia.

She's lost 25 pounds. Put him down for $200,000.

Okay. The Harpers.

Hi, how are you?

Mr. and Mrs. Harper?

Sheila and Dave.

She's been complaining about the exercises.

Put her down for $100,000.

Any trouble, cut it back to 50.

You got it.

What are they doing here?

They must be very pleased with the turnout.

Well, it looks like the Vidalite treasury

will put on a few pounds.

Hi! I'm Gina Hallstead!

Oh, I remember you. Jennifer!

This must be your husband, Jonathan?

How do you do?

Oh, Betsy's told us all so much about you.

How is the poor dear?

The doctor's very hopeful.

Oh. This is the Torso brochure.

It's a remarkable opportunity, isn't it?

Do you realize I have lost 20 pounds?

What do you think?

Congratulations.

( laughs ) Thank you!

Everyone I know just loves Vidalite.

I do, too. I just feel so up all the time.

I just feel so full of life!

I hope you're going to be generous.

Betsy loves it, too.

Oh, the poor dear has a weak heart.

Do you know I had a weak heart, too?

I had rheumatism, I had colitis,

until I started drinking Vidalite.

I just love it, love it, love it!

Well, I'm sure that Barry Grayson

appreciates your enthusiasm.

Oh, Barry! Oh, how stupid of me!

Where are my manners?

I forgot to introduce you to our guests of honor!

They're right over here. I have to run. Bye!

Well, so much for "Malibu mellow."

I've never seen anyone so excited over a liquid diet.

The Harts are here. They're right over there.

I want you to go see them. Go see the Harts.

Just go see.

Mr. and Mrs. Hart, how nice of you to come!

Marilyn, Barry, my husband, Jonathan.

How do you do?

- Mr. Hart. - Barry, it's my pleasure.

How is Betsy?

Still the same. But we're very hopeful.

Thank you for the flowers.

- You're welcome. - Our pleasure.

We've tried to reach her doctor up north.

The doctor here said her bloodstream

was flooded with amphetamines.

That's what caused her heart attack.

Oh, no!

Betsy did have a pill problem.

We thought she'd overcome it, but apparently not.

I'm very sorry.

You wouldn't have any idea where she could get hold

of pills, would you?

We haven't been able to find a single one.

I have no idea.

But, under the circumstances, Mr. and Mrs. Hart,

we certainly appreciate your both being here today.

Ah, enjoy yourselves, Mr. and Mrs. Hart.

Will you excuse us, please?

Oh! No, no, no, no!

Don't touch the pink one! That's my Vidalite!

Help yourself to champagne, juice, whatever. Bye!

For someone who doesn't go near the bar,

she certainly is filled with a lot of spirit.

Doesn't that sort of energy remind you of someone?

You know they found two things in Betsy's bloodstream, right?

Vidalite and amphetamines.

Now supposing that Vidalite had amphetamines in it...

That would explain why we didn't find any pills.

And why all these people are so eager to make an investment.

And why Gina Hallstead is bouncing off the walls.

Why don't you go watch the presentation?

And I'll go check out

some of Gina Hallstead's private Vidalite.

Good.

Ah, ladies and gentlemen, thank you very much!

Boy, you sure look good out there.

First of all, I want to thank every one of you for coming.

Now, I see you all have your brochures.

So let's see what we can do to get those figures off the page,

and into motion.

Hit it!

( lively music plays )

A little too much champagne. You know where the milk is?

There's some in the fridge. Help yourself.

Thanks.

Find anything?

I think we need a doggy bag.

Look.

Here.

Where'd he get that?

It's Gina's.

If he has that analyzed, we're in big trouble.

They won't. ( chuckles )

But there's going to be a slight change in the program.

Let's go.

Thank you very much, Kathy.

Let's hear it for Kathy, huh?

That's quite a demonstration.

Okay. Thank you all very much.

Now at this time, it gives me great pleasure

to bring up the moving force of Torso, Inc.,

our General Manager, Marilyn Gann!

Thank you, thank you, Barry.

"Moving force" is a good way to describe

a daily exercise routine that we have developed

for our Torso couples.

Barry?

( lively music plays )

Look easy? It is!

We'd like some volunteers now.

Of course, for a beginner's version.

I wonder why we never do anything like that.

Because we always come up with something better to do.

Oh, yes, oh, no, this won't hurt at all.

Do you think it would be rude if we left

before they asked us for a contribution?

I don't think so.

Besides, four celery tonics is your limit.

Come on.

- Very simple. - I can't do this.

No, it's really very simple.

( screams )

Oh! Help!

- Help! - Jennifer!

- Oh! - Wait.

( all murmuring )

Here, give me your hand.

Help, Jonathan!

Hang on.

I got it.

I've got you!

Okay.

Put your arm around my neck.

There. Take my wrist.

That's it. There you go.

Please, step back everyone.

Oh, Mrs. Hart, thank goodness you're all right!

I'll be fine. Just let me catch my breath.

Well, all's well that ends well, I guess.

Poor dear. Such things!

What a horrible thing to happen.

The party was going so well...

Mr. Hart, I'm terribly sorry. Is there anything I can do?

- Barry, are you all right? - I think I'll take Mrs. Hart home now.

Of course, Mr. Hart.

I can't apologize enough for what happened, Mr. Hart!

They're suspicious, I know it.

Let them have their suspicions.

As long as they don't have their evidence.

Man: I understand how you feel, Mr. Hart.

But I have no evidence.

There's a girl lying in a coma.

We were almost killed ourselves. Isn't that all you need?

Well, a heart attack is not a crime, Mrs. Hart.

And, as far as I know, neither is a bungled backflip.

They just don't justify search warrants and seizures of...

What do you call the stuff? Vegimite? Beggamite?

Vidalite.

This is not a theory, Lieutenant.

Well, there's no crime, there's no witnesses,

there's no evidence, and there's no testimony.

Betsy hasn't even regained consciousness.

I'd say that sounds like a crime to me.

I understand how you feel, Mrs. Hart, I really do.

We ran a check on these two people,

this Marilyn Gann and Barry Grayson.

There's nothing on them, not even a traffic violation.

My hands are tied.

Now, if this girl regains consciousness,

and she can testify, then we got something.

Well, let's hope that she does, Lieutenant.

Thanks for dropping by.

See you later.

And you said the full amount will be available for withdrawal

tomorrow morning at 9:00?

Perfect. Thank you.

We'll just make that 11:00 flight.

If the Harts don't find out something before then.

They didn't get Gina's Vidalite sample,

but what is to stop them from getting someone else's, huh?

Because as of two hours go, everyone is on clean,

pure, unadulterated formulas.

The evidence is down the drain.

Unless someone has some old stuff

in the back of the refrigerator.

Barry, please! We are so close now!

If we can just hold out till tomorrow morning,

we'll be one and a half million dollars richer!

Why did I ever listen to you?

All I wanted was a legitimate career on the up-and-up.

This town is full of muscle men and ex-lifeguards.

You never had a chance.

Not without our little hook.

Now all we have to do is hope that Betsy's coma

lasts till tomorrow noon.

Jonathan: No thanks. I'll try him later on today.

Goodbye.

Her doctor's not in.

He's due back sometime this afternoon.

I sure would like to know

what he talked to her about that morning.

You know what makes me angry?

The lieutenant's attitude.

What sort of evidence does he need?

The kind that we couldn't hang onto yesterday.

Well, I've got an idea.

What if we call these investors

and tried to get some Vidalite from them?

Well, the only problem with that is that Vidalite

is made on a daily basis, and I'm sure by now

that Barry and Marilyn have probably cleaned up the formula.

Well, it wouldn't hurt to try.

And this should take me the better part of all day.

Well, I'll try to get Betsy's doctor from the office,

and I'll talk to you later.

- Bye-bye, darling. - Bye. Bye-bye, Max.

Well, if we can't get the Lieutenant solid evidence,

perhaps we can get him liquid!

I just talked to Sheila Harper.

- Guess what? - What?

Jennifer Hart is calling all of our clients

and asking them if they've had any strange symptoms

since they've been on the Vidalite plan.

Well, that's all right.

I already told you, all the formulas are clean.

That's just the problem.

A couple of our clients are going into withdrawal.

Mrs. Petrie called. She's shaking all over.

Marsha Evans is seeing double.

What'd you tell them?

I blamed it on the caterers at the reception.

That was good.

But no one's gonna believe that long enough

for us to get out of here, not when Jennifer Hart

is calling people, putting ideas in their head.

We have got to stop her!

Well...

if Jennifer Hart wants evidence,

then we'll just have to give it to her.

Won't we?

Doctor: She's had a good day. We're very hopeful.

According to her specialist,

she should be coming out of it very soon.

I'll leave you two alone.

Thank you, Doctor.

( telephone rings )

Hello?

Hello, Mrs. Hart, this is Marilyn Gann.

Oh, hello, Marilyn.

Your butler told me I could find you there.

Um, how is Betsy?

Is she awake?

Uh, no.

She's about the same.

Actually, I'm calling regarding her.

I found something of Betsy's when I was cleaning out

her locker in the salon.

You did? What was that?

Perhaps you'd better come down here.

I think it explains a few things.

All right, I'll be right there.

Thank you, Marilyn.

- Hello. - Mrs. Hart.

- Is Marilyn here? - She's in her office.

- We were just about to close. - Ah, yes, I know.

She called me to ask me if I might come over.

Oh, thank you, Kathy.

Mrs. Hart, thank you for coming over.

I didn't want to discuss this on the phone.

I found these in Betsy's locker.

I'm very sorry.

So she was back on the pills.

Yes, that's what it looks like.

She has been edgy for the last couple of weeks.

- She was? - Yeah.

Jennifer: I... I don't know. I just can't believe it.

Marilyn: I know.

Did they say how long they think the coma will last?

Marilyn.

I'm so sorry. I know you're about to close.

Excuse me a second.

I... I was just feeling so bad.

I was shopping in Neiman Marcus, and I was very dizzy.

Well, Gina, sit down over here. Let me call your husband!

He's out of town.

If I just sit down for a minute, I'll...

I'll get her some smelling salts.

And some water?

I'll get it for you.

Just lean back for a minute. How is it now?

Is that better?

It's... my chest!

M-my arm!

Your arm?

Here you are. Here's your water, Mrs. Hallstead.

I think she's having a heart attack.

I don't think it's anything

as serious as a heart attack, Mrs. Hart.

She'll be okay.

Well, I think we should call an ambulance.

Maybe you're right.

Great. Another victim.

And Jennifer Hart's out there picking up the pieces.

Now what?

We kill them both.

You're crazy.

Just determined to make that plane tomorrow

with a million and a half...

even if it means...

we have to kill two people to make it happen.

Three, you mean.

Nobody's killing anybody. Gimmie that gun.

Come on.

It's okay, Mrs. Hart. I called her doctor.

He's gonna meet her at her house.

- Her house? - Thanks, Kathy.

Why don't you go lock up the back, all right?

What about the hospital?

Well, he says she has these spells all the time.

It's really nothing to worry about. Here we go!

Thank you so much for your help, Mrs. Hart!

- I'd prefer to go with her. - That's really not important, Mrs. Hart...

I'm afraid I have to insist!

I'll bring the station wagon around the front.

Okay. Here we go.

There we go, Mrs. Holstead.

Jonathan: So she did have some reservations

about that liquid diet when she spoke to you that morning?

Well, thank you very much, doctor.

No, no, she's...

she's doing as well as could be expected.

Right. Thank you very much.

Bye-bye.

( telephone ringing )

Hart residence.

Jonathan: Oh, Max, is Mrs. H. there?

Not yet, Mr. H. Wanna leave a message?

Yes, you can tell her that it looks like our theory was right.

I talked to Betsy's doctor in San Francisco,

and the Vidalite might well be spiked.

Uh-oh.

I think Mrs. H. Is at the Salon now.

She's at Torso? Why?

Well, this dame called and said she had something

of Betsy's that would explain everything.

Come to think of it, Mrs. H. should be home by now.

Max, you call over there, to Torso,

right away, will you?

And tell Mrs. H. To get out of there fast.

I'm going over there myself.

Woman on recording: I'm sorry.

The Torso Salon is closed at the moment.

If you'd like to leave a message,

please do so after the beep.

Anybody home?

Mr. Hart!

Where's Mrs. Hart?

Oh, she just left.

Her car's outside.

She went with Barry and Marilyn.

- Any idea where they went? - The Holstead place.

Mrs. Holstead didn't feel well.

Your wife thought she might have had a heart attack.

Did a man by the name of Max call here?

He could have. The machine might be on.

Is that an outside line?

Yes, press the first button.

Max. There's a file there on Torso.

In that, there's a list of names.

Look up a name called Holstead.

Give that address to Lt. Draper,

have him meet me there, and send an ambulance.

Right.

Easy now. Easy. There you go.

Easy, Gina.

We'll put her on the couch.

- You're gonna be fine. - ( gasping )

Let's get you to lay down here.

Okay.

Here we go.

Easy. Easy.

She looks awful.

Where's the doctor?

I thought you said he was supposed to be here?

Oh, yes, he said there was some medication in her room.

- I'll get it. - I'll get some water.

Who's your doctor?

Malone.

M-my purse.

This thing gets worse and worse.

I say we cut our losses and leave tonight.

And leave without the money?

Just a few hours more!

And Mrs. Hart. What are we gonna do about her?

- Malone? - Malone.

Dr. Malone, please.

Jennifer Hart calling, I'm call...

So I was right.

Dead right.

Wait!

Wait a minute! Listen to me!

Listen to me. There's still time to think.

You haven't killed anybody. Betsy will be fine.

And Mrs. Holstead'll be fine if you get her to a hospital!

At the very worst it'll be just fraud.

What makes you think we'll settle for the worst?

Mrs. Holstead doesn't know anything, honest.

She couldn't possibly incriminate you.

What would it hurt to call an ambulance?

Maybe she's right.

We could call an ambulance, at least.

Here's the scenario.

We cover our tracks back at the salon.

Mrs. Holstead won't be found until her husband returns.

And you... ( chuckles )

Silly Mrs. Hart returns to the scene,

to recover the contents of her purse.

Let's go.

- You all right? - ( groans )

Jennifer.

Well, two Harts are better than one.

How's Mrs. Holstead?

Not bad.

I think she'll be okay.

Thanks for the medical report.

But what we're really here for

is to help your wife look for her personal effects.

I wouldn't start hatching up any happy schemes

if I were you, Marilyn.

The police are on their way.

Of course they are.

Right after the Mounties and the cavalry.

You made too many mistakes, Barry.

Or maybe she made them for you.

Don't listen to him.

Like she said, if we stop now, it's only fraud.

Look, we could be living in Rio like kings.

You give me the gun!

Oh! Oh!

Not a very secure feeling, is it, Barry?

Help me!

Ah!

Help me. Please, help me.

Up!

You know something, darling? They were right.

Rio is lovely this time of year.

This is the ultimate in hospital dessert... pink!

I think I've had my fill of pink.

We talked to the doctor,

and he said you'd be able to go home tomorrow.

Oh, that's wonderful.

Everyone's been so great, Jonathan.

What about Barry and Marilyn?

Barry and Marilyn will get about,

uh, ten years.

Just think of it this way...

They have all that time to develop

a new bread-and-water diet.

I don't know.

I'm kinda grateful to Barry.

How?

I lost ten pounds in this coma.

Now I can eat all the ice cream I want.

You know, she's right?

There's nothing I like more than ice cream.

Nothing?

Well... there is one thing more.

Thank you, darling.

Chocolate chip cookies.

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