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Hold on!

They're still there!

Damn! We've got to lose them before we reach our chopper.

We're losing them. - Not yet.

Airwolf. Come in, Airwolf.

Good morning, this is your pilot speaking.

Co-pilot. - Are we in business?

Negative! The smugglers got the jump on us.

Do it!

Watch it!

Jo, are you guys okay? - We're fine, Saint John.

Just nail those suckers.

We're home free, baby.

Where in the hell did that come from?

Damned if I know.

You, in the black chopper. This is a Federal narcotics investigator.

Set your machine down right now.

I said, set it down now!

Looks like they want to play it the hard way. - Two can play that game.

Dump the stuff. Get rid of it!

What the hell happened?

Want to take a look at the goods we nabbed from those smugglers?

Ooh, yeah.

Two, maybe three million bucks.

That's what this nose candy's worth on the streets.

Peanuts compared to what we figure's been coming up the coast the past few months.

At least we got the goods, even if we did miss out on the couriers, huh?

They were small change. It's the buyers the Company is after.

So what's next?

We got a pretty good lead from the evidence we found in the smuggler's jeep.

Shouldn't be long before we find our man. I'll be in touch.

Everybody stay close. When this thing breaks open it's gonna go down fast.

Anyone expecting a visitor?

Scotty. - Scotty?

Scotty, you always knew how to make an entrance, you...

Hi, SJ.

Buy a girl a cup of coffee?

Vicki.

That's Scotty?

You still haven't told me why that husband of yours didn't come with you.

He... He doesn't know I'm here.

Oh, no, thank you.

Scotty and me... We're in quite a mess.

The business? - Right.

Trouble in paradise.

Fishing charters just aren't what they used to be.

Well, it's the off season, isn't it? - No, it's more than that.

We haven't been able to keep up on the maintenance,

we're behind on our back taxes. Scotty just won't face the facts.

What can I do? - You can come back with me.

Talk some sense into him. He wants to sell out.

That may not be such a bad idea. - No! We can't.

The man trying to buy us out, he wants to log the island.

He needs our area for access, it's the only way on or off the island.

I won't let him do it. - All right, slow down.

What does Scotty think about all this? - You know Scotty.

He just wants the easy way out.

Sounds like things aren't too great between you two either.

Just come back with me.

He always listened to you.

Okay, Jo, shut her down. We got it. - Okay.

So, he and Vicki were high school sweethearts, huh?

Yeah, that's right.

Seems she dumped him for this guy, Scotty, back in the twelfth grade.

I have a funny feeling she's still bad news.

Yeah, well, get over it. Green isn't one of your best colors.

Ah, Vicki! Well, she's all set.

Here, let me give you a hand. Careful. - Thanks, Mike.

Saint John.

Jason's not going to like this with the other business we have to attend to.

I'll be back tomorrow. Two days tops.

You sure you know what you're doing? - Yes, Mother.

Take it easy, Saint John.

There it is, Paradise Island.

Ah, it's just like the old days.

Remember when you and Scotty used to fight over who was gonna take me up flying?

Those days were over soon as you learned to fly on your own.

Flying solo's not all it's cracked up to be.

Oh, my God! My God, look!

Oh, my God! No! Scotty, no! No!

Vicki!

That's it? You just haul him away?

What about an investigation? A man was murdered!

Look, Mr. Hawke, is it? We don't get a lot of this kind of stuff up here.

The body's got to be sent to the mainland for an examination.

We can't call it a murder until we get an official cause of death.

"Cause of death?" He was shot full of holes!

Whoever did this could still be on the island.

I doubt that. The only others up here full time are the Salish Indians,

and they're all friends of Scotty's. - Have you questioned them yet?

Just let us do our job, Mr. Hawke.

Who are you? - Luther Manysons, a neighbor.

Vicki said you've been a great help.

Vicki, what do you say we get out of here? - No! This is my home.

You can't stay here. Not after this.

No! Scotty and I came up here for keeps.

I won't let Patterson have it. I won't.

Did she take something? - Yeah, Valium, I think.

Mixed with booze?

No wonder she's in another time zone. Grab that blanket, will you?

We'll just let her rest.

There are some things you just can't sleep off.

So what do you think? This Patterson guy capable of murder?

Patterson would have his men do just about anything to get this land.

It's his only way of getting at the logs.

The rest of the shoreline is too rough to bring boats and equipment in.

I thought this was your land. - True.

But the government leased the timber rights to Patterson.

Fight him in court? - We tried.

But the law says his piece of paper is stronger

than our centuries of tradition.

Well, we'll see what they say when the police file that coroner's report.

There will not be a report.

Patterson owns the police. He owns the politicians.

But my people are not for sale.

Damn you, Scotty!

Vicki. - Scotty?

Scotty? - Take it easy, it's all right.

Where's Scotty? - Just rest.

We can talk about it later.

Just take it easy.

What the hell are we running here? Why didn't he check with me first?

It was an emergency. What? - He said he'd be back by today.

Get him on the horn. Tell him this drug ring is about to bust wide open.

We need all the help we can get.

Paradise Air. - Good morning, Vicki. How's Scotty?

Patterson, you son of a... - I want my property back, Vicki.

I want it now.

Hi. - Was that the phone?

Oh, no, couldn't have been. Phone's out of order.

Patterson's gorillas must've cut the line. - I thought I heard...

Never mind. How are you doing? - Oh, I'll live, I guess.

I don't know what I'd do if you weren't here for me.

I want you to come back with me. - No. No, I can't.

Vicki, you can't run this place by yourself, especially after what's happened.

I can't let Patterson... - Forget about Patterson.

I've got connections of my own he's going to have to deal with.

You got another phone I can use? - No.

But there's one on Luther's side of the island. It's a big hike.

I'm not leaving you here alone. You up to the walk?

Yeah, I guess so.

Come on. It's this way.

Still out of order. - Still out of order?

That's a nice way to run an airline, huh? - He'll have to call us.

We'd better get down to the Company.

The surveillance team is due back with the goods on the buyer.

Looks like we've got our man.

Come on.

Some trees are hundreds of years old. They belong to the island.

And the island belongs to your people. - No.

My people belong to the island.

Scotty and I had such a great relationship with Luther and his people.

Everything was fine until Patterson crawled out from under his rock.

Hey, Vicki. - Hey, Jacob. Who wants to play catch?

Bye.

How is she?

Well, she seems all right, but I'd like to get her away from this place.

Can I use your phone? - Sorry, the phone's out of order.

It's hard to get a repairman to make house calls up here.

My great grandparents are in here.

So are my mother and father.

This is where Patterson is gonna put his road.

Haul out the logs after he strips the island.

I still can't believe Scotty was ready to sell out to scum like Patterson.

Sell out? Scotty would never have sold out.

He hated Patterson more than we did, if that's possible.

Vicki said he was ready to give it all up.

Why would Patterson kill a man who was on his side?

Why would Vicki lie?

She gets confused sometimes. She's like that.

Patterson has already got her spirit on the run.

Once he gets control of the dock,

there's no way of stopping his men or his machines.

His kind have a way of getting what they want.

Well, maybe this time, Patterson'll get what he deserves instead.

I should be getting back. - Oh, no, you can't go. Not yet.

I want to help you, Vicki. You really should come back with me.

No! I can't leave this thing unresolved.

We'll watch your place. We won't let Patterson near it.

You should get away. - What do you say, Vick?

Vicki.

Vicki!

Why'd you lie to me, Vick? - What's that supposed to mean?

I mean you and Scotty. He didn't want to sell out, did he?

I don't know. - Did he?

I don't know! - I think you do.

Come on, Vick, talk to me.

Scotty and me, we were just about finished.

He was leaving me.

I thought he'd be long gone by the time we got back here.

Why'd you come to me?

I guess I just needed a friend.

When you're ready we'll head back to the mainland.

I... I still don't know.

Come on now, Vicki, you're supposed to trust me, remember?

Patterson! - Vicki.

What the hell are you doing here? - How nice of you to come by.

Please make yourself at home.

This must be Mr. Hawke.

How very kind of you, sir, to come to Vicki in her hour of need.

The only thing she needs is for you and your men to get back on your plane.

Frankly, Mr. Hawke,

I don't believe the lady's business arrangements with me

are any of your affair.

I could threaten to call a cop.

But I see you've already got one in your pocket.

I'm just here to see no laws are broken. - Oh, that makes me feel much better.

Look, I want you out of here now!

Well, not until we've discussed our unfinished business, darling.

You don't hear so well, Patterson. - Move!

Take him outside. - Move!

Hand it over!

Take a walk, Patterson.

Vicki.

Vicki, you and I can settle this thing without anyone else getting hurt, darling.

Move it, Patterson.

I'll be back. - Not if I can help it, Patterson.

Mr. Hawke, the bite of the black widow spider is quite deadly.

I suggest you watch your back. - I suggest you show us yours.

Come on, we're getting out of here. Now.

You want to play 20 questions some more or you want to level with me

and tell me what Patterson's really after?

This landing area, this place. What do you think he's after?

Patterson's too smart to risk a triple murder rap on a lumber deal.

Now what the hell's going on? - I told you!

Come on, Vicki! - All right, it was Scotty!

Scotty and Patterson had some kind of a deal. I don't know what it was.

All Scotty told me was that it was gonna be good fast money.

That's all I know. - I'm going to patch up this wiring.

By the time I'm finished I want you ready to fly out of here.

Anything you say.

Still nothing. I don't like it.

It's not like Saint John to be out of touch this long.

Well, if we're lucky we can get in touch with him along the way.

So where do we go from here?

I'll go on ahead and meet up with Patterson and his men at the bar

where the smuggler's were scheduled to make the connection.

You mean where Mike and I are going to make the connection.

Right. - So, anyway, what's this guy look like?

There you go.

Real Mr. Nice Guy, huh?

The word is, his last shipment was hijacked. So he's plenty hot for this one.

You're sure he doesn't know what the smugglers look like?

Yeah.

I hate surprises. - This guy is strictly on the business end.

He wouldn't risk getting this close, unless something big was going down.

Oh, well, let's move.

Saint John's down there someplace.

Well, he'll have to wait. You guys have an appointment to keep.

You're late.

Just be glad I'm not 15, 20 years late.

Time off for spilling our guts.

Escobar didn't tell us there was going to be heat.

Well, now, it's a risky business.

So is getting your hair cut in a strange neighborhood.

It's okay, Joplin.

You see, any man that can outrun a federal agent

is a valuable asset in my book.

If you'd like to earn some extra money,

you might be able to assist me in one small other matter.

Like what? - One of my carriers did a 180 on me.

And it might take some convincing to recover the goods.

What's in it for us?

People of commerce. I like that.

Five hundred.

Santa Claus.

What, have I been a bad boy or what?

What did you think it was worth? - How about a taste?

Hey, I know ski resorts with less snow than you.

What's an ounce to a big time operator like yourself, huh?

All right. All right.

But we'll take care of that other little matter first.

Hey, how many times do I have to tell you not to play so close?

Why'd you kill him, Vick?

That the gun you killed him with?

What makes you say that? - Scotty was killed with a 9 millimeter.

Patterson's men carried.357s.

Very good, Mr. Holmes.

From the bullet I took out of the plane,

I'd guess that you shot him as he was trying to leave.

Why'd you do it, Vick?

It was all his fault.

He shouldn't have gotten in my way.

He had all the smug, easy answers.

"You can do it, Vicki! Come on, Vicki!

"One day at a time, Vicki."

I had my ticket out of here, and he took it away from me!

He forced me to do it!

So you dragged me into this to protect you from Patterson's soldiers.

Get back! Don't come any closer.

It doesn't have to end this way, Vicki. Let me help you.

It's too late for that.

So now what? You're gonna kill me? Is that it?

Don't make me use this.

This might get a little rough.

The girl that ripped us off has got some heavyweight running interference for her.

Ah, don't worry about it.

So what are we supposed to do after we find the dope?

Get rid of them.

Hey. We were hired on just to make a delivery.

Escobar never said nothing about offing anybody.

Hey, we're playing hardball here. - What can I say, it wasn't part of the deal.

What is this?

What is there, a new dope runner's union I don't know about?

You know, first that Vicki pulls a fast one on me and now you guys.

You do what you're told.

Vicki, huh? I knew a Vicki once.

She was a real fox, too. She had blond hair down to her...

Waist.

Well, this one's a smart mouthed redhead

who needs to be taught who she shouldn't mess with.

I can see that.

Just fly it. - Okay, okay, I'm flying.

So this is what it's all about. - Scotty must have hidden it in the cemetery.

All he had to do was let me go. That's all you have to do, too.

I'm sorry, Vicki.

How the hell did you let yourself get involved in this?

Me and Scotty were into this stuff pretty bad.

We came up here to get away, to get clean.

At least Scotty managed to shake it. - But you didn't.

No, I was still doing business with one of my connections.

He put Patterson onto me.

It was going to be such easy money.

Only Scotty didn't see it like that.

There's nothing more self-righteous than a reformed addict.

He begged me not to do it.

But you did it anyway. - Yeah.

I guess I never was very good at making the right choice. Was I?

Let's go.

Get back inside.

Get down. - Don't try it!

Hey, so this is the tough guy she brought in, huh?

Don't look so tough to me.

Where is it? - I ate it.

Now, you really are one tough guy, you know that, Patterson?

What are you, a Boy Scout? - It's right over there.

Take it and get out of here!

Well, I'm afraid it's not really that simple anymore.

You see, you had your chance, Vicki.

But you blew Scotty away instead.

Now get him out of here!

You heard the man. Move!

Give me that bag. - Let me go!

Let her go, Patterson. - Shut up! Give me the bag!

You won't get far, Patterson. - Let me go! Please, let me go!

Shut up! I'd get a long way with her.

Let go of me!

Get the gun.

Stop him, Jason, he's got Vicki. - I know, they're taking off.

So where do you want me to go? - I don't know. Go south!

Attention, in the plane. - Who the hell is that?

I want to see you drop your weapons now.

Well, do it! Do it!

The radio. What the hell are you doing, Locke?

Don't worry. It's under control.

As instructed, drop your weapons and let the girl go.

All right, I'm doing it! I'm doing... I did it.

That was a wise move, Mr. Patterson.

Vicki, take the plane back to Paradise dock.

What the hell you doing? - I'm getting free.

Tell Saint John I'm sorry.

Ignition! I threw it out. Pull this thing up!

Don't do it, Vicki.

Vicki and Scotty came here looking for a new life.

Instead, a shadow of death followed them here.

I only hope they can find a peace in death they couldn't find in life.

You've done them a great honor, Luther.

They belong to the island now. She will guard their souls.

I wish I'd known they had a drug problem. I wish they would've trusted me.

Maybe I could have helped somehow.

Maybe.

What can you do to save the land? - Everything we can.

We're gonna take over the charter business. That should pay for a few lawyers.

We might even find a Supreme Court Judge with Indian blood.