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You were kidnapped by the Arabs.

They were hot to get their hands
on a young woman, Khedra Aziz.

And I don't think they wanted
to elect her Miss El Monte.

I am already dead.

You're not going to
call the police, are you?

We're just going
to get in deeper.

Deeper is when you
withhold evidence, Einstein.

It is not your place to speak
unless you are spoken to.

What do I get for contempt
of court? A bug down my shirt?

Death is punishment
for such thing.

ROCKFORD ON ANSWERING
MACHINE: This is Jim Rockford.

At the tone, leave your
name and message.

I'll get back to you.

Rockford?

Alice, Phil's Plumbing.

We're still jammed up on a job,

so we won't be able
to make your place.

Use the bathroom at the
restaurant one more night.

Mr. Rockford,

first, if we have caused you
inconvenience, apologies.

Inconvenience? Are you serious?

I get yanked out of my bed at
gunpoint, told to forget about my clothes,

it's 3:00 in the morning...
Inconvenience, huh?

Doctors say I should not be
walking around in late hours.

My bad luck is angina pectoris.

Mr. Rockford, sir, you worked
some weeks ago for a man

named Seen Innes?

It's pronounced Shawn.

Oh, now, hey...
Hey, look, look, I...

I run a small one-man
detective agency. I...

I don't offer the services that
all the big companies offer.

I really have to work
at what I do offer,

like client confidentiality.

Hasan Al-Qawari has not
gone to bed yet, has he?

If he's free, have him
to come in here, please.

We have here one of your bills,

charging Mr. Innes for three
days missing persons work.

$715.

We believe you were searching
for a woman named Khedra Aziz.

It's so, isn't it?

All right, none of this is worth
getting my neck broken over.

You want to tell your friend
to get his hands off my body?

Mmm.

Look, Innes told
me that he spent

a ski weekend with
Khedra up in Mammoth

and she cleared out and took
his jewelry, luggage, skiwear.

Hey, now I can't help
it, that's what he told me.

Said she had some friends up in the
Arabic community in San Francisco.

I went up there,
checked around, no go.

Somebody said that she
might have flown to Nice.

She never arrived at the Nice.

I'm not her travel agent.

This must be settled.
We must know for sure.

I don't blame you, lady.

Hi, Officer. Officer,
I... I can explain.

Officer, I was... Could
you give me a lift home?

Lieutenant, if I may, why
would Jim make this up?

Let's look at this rationally.

No, no, you look at it
if you want to, Becker.

It means entering the
world of gonzo logic.

Now that's just some trip I
don't want to take. Life's too short.

All right, forget about
what they did to me, huh?

They were hot to get their hands
on a young woman, Khedra Aziz.

And I don't think they wanted
to elect her Miss El Monte.

Suppose she's in danger?

Oh, the old "woman
in jeopardy" routine.

It's 4:30 in the morning. Will
you get off my wire, Rockford?

You know, I think you were just
tossed out of some house in Bel-Air.

And you! Who, me?

Yes, I don't ever want to be bothered
by any of his flaky cop-outs ever again.

How do you get
suckered into these things?

But... Never mind!

Never mind.

A lot of homes in
Bel-Air have tried

to ape the French
architectural quality.

To me, most of them
just don't make it.

Now this one's a true
Loire Valley château.

Could have been designed
by Bruant or Mansart.

Yes, but it wasn't,
Mr. Margulies.

It was designed by Ben Kopka.

He also designed mummies'
tombs for 1930s horror films.

Aha! Well, you've
researched the plot plans

down at the Department of
Building and Safety. Thank God.

You know, there's nothing
worse to us real estate agents

than schlepping through
a property with a client

who's a babe in the woods.

That's why I use the copter.

It gives the big view before we
get into the noisome specifics.

Really? I thought the chopper
might be an affectation.

Let me speak
frankly, Mr. Lamont.

Go.

Now, I can understand your not
wanting to tell me who you represent.

I can understand the
need for anonymity

in a transaction like this.

I can understand because I've
been there many, many times.

Now, I've sold homes to a
lot of very, very famous people

and I... I know what
happens. It gets out.

So I understand
how you feel, you see.

Charo, for example,
wants to move to Bel-Air.

Well, first thing you know,
it causes a great furor

and the lady, the
star, gets zero privacy.

So, I know exactly how you feel.

You've done business with Charo?

Oh, just an example,
just an example.

Charo, Gregg and Cher,
when they were still together,

Ringo Starr, Liza, Barbra...

All major, major people.

No offense, Mr. Margulies, but
there are names and there are names.

Oh, not really.

I'm sorry, but I can't really
tell you who I'm working for.

Oh, absolutely. I only
wanted you to know.

But, you ask me personally,
if three-five is a fair price.

It's a divorce thing.

The owner is motivated. It may
be $40,000 or $50,000 too high,

but that's what?
The grace notes?

Well, my employer
would probably tell you

it took her many,
many long years

to accumulate
3,500,000 grace notes.

Absolutely. I...

It took "her"?

I did let something
slip, didn't I?

I suppose in this area,
it's just as important

who buys a house as
well as how much they pay.

Not really.

What is a house actually?

What are we talking about after
you've stripped away all the tchotchkes?

Enclosed space.

Yeah, that's why...

That's why Sean told me
he liked working for you.

It's the sane atmosphere.

Sean?

Sean Innes.

I met him at Aspen last year.

I've known Sean Innes socially.

He's a very nice man,
but he doesn't work for me.

That's strange. He
specifically said he did.

He showed me a payroll
check during a blackjack game.

Someone's laboring
under a misapprehension.

Sean's a writer,
a fine one, too.

I don't know how I could
have misunderstood him.

I've been trying to get in touch
with him since I got to town,

but he's gone
from his apartment.

You might know where
I could reach him?

No, not really.

What are your first
impressions of the place?

I mean, are the juices right?

Because before we go inside

and waste everybody's
time on details,

I think we should all know
if we're in the ballpark.

What, the inside of the
house is now a detail?

Well, let me see.

I think you can say
we're in the ballpark.

It's large enough to
allow for a security staff.

And the two children want
California, especially Caroline.

Mr. Lamont,

let's speak frankly.

Are we talking here about
Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis?

Now, I didn't say that and you'd
do well not to repeat anything

you've heard here
today. Absolutely.

It's like you said, you've dealt
with the very, very famous.

It's no big deal. Absolutely.

I don't think I'd be speaking out of
school if I said to you that those names

I mentioned before
are just chicken liver.

I mean, what is
show business fame?

Forget it! I mean,
I think that you...

I mean, she could
trust me implicitly.

And absolutely. Oh,
absolutely, I'm sure.

Evening, Mr. Rockford.

Hey, look at this.

I found a .38 in
your cookie jar.

I hope you didn't spoil
your appetite on sweets.

Say, look, Mr. Rockford,

it has been bandied about that
you're looking for Sean Innes.

I am here to find out
why is how come I'm here.

You... You won't mind if I get up
off my floor, will you, Mr. Ludes?

Yeah, well, look, I'll tell
you what happened, really.

You see, sometimes PIs are hired

by lawyers executing wills.
Now, I'm not warranting

that Mr. Innes is going
to come into any money,

but then I wouldn't
rule that out either.

You see, in a case like this...

You are stalling for time,

and boy, that really frosts me!

Oh, hey, buddy, do you have
any idea of your strength, huh?

Hey, look, I'm not going
to rankle you anymore,

I promise, I promise. I'm going to
give you the whole straight dope.

Look, Innes hired me
to do some work for him.

Well, he... He wanted me to find
somebody. I don't know what...

Okay, pal. Okay, how do
you like the champagne, huh?

Festive, huh?

All right, who sent
you? What's the story?

Let me go, mister!
Let me up! I'll kill you!

I'm not telling you nothing!

Oh, really?

Let me see now.

"Malibu homeowner
shoots intruder.

"Eight-foot picnic
ham shot and killed

"while breaking
into a trailer illegally.

"The police..."
All right, all right.

Sean had me come over.

Oh, well, isn't he a
sweetheart? Now where is he?

Where is... Up on Angelo Drive.

He's up there with some
broad. I think he's hiding out.

Look, he give me a couple of Thai
Sticks if I come over and check you out.

Some real estate buddy has told
him that you was looking for him

and Sean got scared.

Oh, he doesn't
know what scared is.

All right, Mr. Ludes,

you're going to spend the night as a
guest of the County of Los Angeles.

I'll get you for this, dude.

I swear, man, I promise
with my last breath,

you're gonna wish
you'd never seen me

'cause I'm gonna see a lawyer
about this cork in the eye thing.

And you're gonna be looking at
one hell of a personal injury suit.

Oh, yeah.

Well, I thought you were the
carpool for my daughter's school.

Yeah, I'm Carl Purdue.

Is Sean Innes around?
He called me late last night.

He wanted me to bring
some books and stuff to him.

Yeah, he's out there
someplace. Come on in.

I know it's early. I'm
sorry to get you out of bed.

There is precious little reason
to stay in bed around here.

Angelina? Angelina!

Want some agua del cool, huh?

How about it? Now, wait
a minute. Wait a minute!

What is with you, Innes? You're
really something, you know? You know?

We're basically strangers,
then I get dragged out of my bed,

and I worry about the fact
that you might have been killed,

so what do I get for thanks?

You send some bozo
over to bash my head in.

All right. Now, listen, I don't blame
you for wanting to get to your anger.

I mean, I handled it wrong
sending Ludes over there.

I know he's unpredictable.

I just really wanted to find out
why you were looking for me.

I didn't want him to
get into your space.

Yeah, well, you start
explaining the Arab problem

or I'll get into your
space in a big way.

I wish I knew more
about it, Jim. Really I do.

They got to me first. They
busted into my apartment.

Talk about violence.

I mean, I didn't get a
word out when one of them

took his fist and he
smashed it into my face.

I managed to run
out, you know, but...

But my nasal septum is
damaged. My nose is full of packing.

Uh-huh. Yeah.

So you squirrel away up here
where everybody's wearing linen

instead of clothes.
All right, all right.

Let's start with you and Khedra
Aziz. Who is she to you really?

Boy. Oh, boy... Okay.

Khedra was a housekeeper at a place,
you know, where I used to play tennis.

Our interchanges were
unusual for me vis-à-vis a woman.

A relationship was forming.

We really started to see where
we could share some space.

Are you telling me that you fell
in love? With a housekeeper?

Is that what you're
trying to say?

Ah, love... I mean, I
can't deal with that.

Why the story about
Khedra ripping you off, huh?

Well, as our feelings intensified,
she became frightened.

I guess the honesty got to
be too much. She took off.

And I was afraid that
you wouldn't want to...

You wouldn't want
to track her down,

you know, I mean if you knew
that she took off on her own.

And how right you were.

How right you were.

Now that I see what the
situation here up in Happy Acres is,

who could blame me, huh?

You see, that's why I don't
involve myself in domestic cases.

There's always a lady in a
sheet around somewhere.

Now, wait a minute, wait a
minute. Miriam and I work together.

We raise money
for the Film Institute.

When she heard I was having
difficulty, she invited me to stay here.

Women respond to
me. I don't know why.

I used to question
it, I don't anymore.

You know, I just go with it.

Well, you're a good-looking guy,

the soulful eyes, the whole bit.

But I think, really, it's
that... That honesty.

Oh, Angelina, Angelina.

You want something, Rockford?

Hold it, Angelina.

Now you listen, boychick.

There is a routine around
here and things go on in the a.m.

Where the hell do you think you are,
the bloody Hotel Eden Roc or something,

ordering steak and eggs
and champagne yet?

Listen, I'm not
feeling very well.

You're not feeling well? Well, after
two nights with you, neither am I.

Now you pack up and get out.

Miriam, hey, you're not serious?

Serious? Serious?
Buddy, I am grim. Out!

You're embarrassing me.

Out!

You can leave with me.

We can go over to the house where
Khedra works, if we can get a line on her.

Oh, no, no. I can't
go over there. I...

Innes, I'm tired of being
in trouble because of you.

You go pack or I'll
unpack your nose.

All right.

Khedra's brother? Are
you sure? He looked lethal.

And rich.

About Miriam,

you know, it was
pure physical depletion

that caused that problem
she was talking about.

That's never happened to me before
and probably never happen again.

The truth is I've been
battling this insidious case

of mononucleosis
these past weeks.

I should see my doctor.

Yeah, well, when illness interferes
with your work, you should.

I've seen that
notebook you have.

How many broads with money
do you have on the hook, exactly?

You make it sound mechanical.

I answer basic human
needs, caring, affection.

Oh, I do feel sick.

Would you like a second opinion?

Fear is what causes
that lack of steam.

It's hard to get excited about old
Miriam when you keep picturing yourself

hanging upside down while
some Arab's picking your teeth.

Emotions never
affect my performance.

A real trooper, huh?

This is cute.
Khedra worked here?

It's the same mausoleum that I
toured with your friend Margulies.

So?

So? My coincidence
meter is redlined

and you've got sweat
on the top of your lip.

Why did Margulies
deny you worked for him?

Well, well, I...

I think it's all going to come
out in the wash anyway.

And soon.

Oh...

Wait a minute,
what are you doing?

You're not going to
call the police, are you?

We're just going
to get in deeper.

Deeper is when you
withhold evidence, Einstein.

Sergeant, please.

Dennis, this is Jim.

You better get up where
I'm at, 2424 Copa De Oro.

A man's been killed.

Right, I understand
what you're saying.

Yeah.

Well, there's nothing
I can do about it.

Right.

Becker,

who handles something like this?

Would it be
ballistics or forensics?

I just spoke with Cummings at ballistics,
and he wants some kind of a ruling on it.

Oh, brother.

Okay, Rockford,
out in the foyer.

Listen, Becker, what is this
about the victim being a sheik

from the Arab
Democratic Republic?

He's a sheik all right.
He owns this place.

His name is Mohamed Farhud Aziz.

Anything ringing
upstairs, Lieutenant?

Yeah, Rockford, yeah.

You claimed you were
kidnapped by the Arabs.

Well, we'll get to
you in a minute.

Yeah, well, get to this. The
woman they were looking for,

her name, as I told
you, was Khedra Aziz.

That was her name?

Who's in charge here?

Deputy Chief Gorman?

There is somebody in charge?

Right here, sir.

Brief me, Chapman.

Well, sir, apparently it seems

that the victim was also
the owner of this residence,

approximately 30 years of age.

Becker, the hard data, please.

The ME says the cause of
death appears to be a skull fracture

apparently resulting from cranial
impact with a blunt instrument,

to wit, a glass
swordfish figurine.

Best estimate, he's been dead
since about midnight last night.

Witnesses? Negative.

I spoke to the butler at his
home. He's on his way down.

He said that the victim
was going through a divorce

and the wife is not
present in the residence.

He also said the
household staff and security

were given the night off
last night by the victim.

Uh-huh. Who found the body?

I did. Jim Rockford. I'm a PI.

There was another man with me.

His name is Sean
Innes, but he took off.

Thank you, Mr. Rockford,
I'll fill the chief in.

He's interested in this case
primarily because of the...

Doug, let him finish.

Well, the fact is I
was working on a case

involving the dead
man's wife, Khedra Aziz.

I was kidnapped. I reported it,
but at the time it was just a big yuk.

I got no action.

Who yuked?

Lieutenant Chapman, rather
than go into all this just now,

why don't you submit to me in
writing a report of what happened

and why the
complaint wasn't filed?

Yes, sir.

What are you gonna do?

It goes with the lieutenant's
shield that you take the flak

for everybody down the line.

You own all the flak,
Chapman, and you know it.

Lieutenant... Becker, I
don't want you to worry.

We're still going
to break this case.

Now take Vincent, get
over to the Bellagio Hotel,

pick up the Arabian contingent.

If you'd have done
that the other night,

the little guy with the
archery set might still be alive.

Lieutenant, if I may, maybe now
is not the time to make that move,

what with all the pressure
and secrecy from the top.

Becker, my job is
to solve homicides!

Now this guy Innes, if
he's a friend of yours,

I think I should tell you that
he looks best for this murder.

He ran away from the scene,
right? But we're gonna nail him.

Yeah, well, he's
not a friend of mine,

but he ran away in my car,
so be careful with the nails.

Angelina!

Angelina!

Oh, Jim, listen, hey...
Sean, you know what?

I'm going to do something
I've never done before.

Usually, I like to
talk to a guy first,

but with you, I'm going to
rap you right in the mouth.

Now, now. There,
there, there, there.

Now maybe I can talk to you
without getting all riled up, huh?

Well, not as riled up.

Really, really, I'm sorry
I ran out on you, Jim.

I didn't know what else to do.
The cops would have traced me.

I tell you, Jim, I tell you,
I'm at the end of my tether.

Yeah, here, here.

Miriam would only let me
stay this time on the condition

that I do the housework,

that I change the bottled
water and I clean the pool.

Oh, from stud to
schlepper. That's tragic.

Of course, we're both
in deep trouble, Innes.

Look, I don't think you
killed Aziz, but the cops do.

So you're gonna have to start talking
about the affair you had with Aziz's wife.

It looks bad, real bad.

I really am a fraud,
you know, Jim?

Yeah.

I don't know why
I'm acting this way.

I...

I haven't even told my
shrink about it, you know.

But I've been hiding out,
both in fact and in my emotions.

I've been hiding
out from myself.

It's almost like
I was... I was...

Let's talk about the troubles
outside your head, huh?

That's where all
my problems are.

I mean, just let me... Let
me get a couple aspirin.

My... My... I don't feel well.

I'm going to level
with you, Jim.

I'm very good with
women, you know.

Now, look, why does a
house come on the market?

Change, right? Death,
new job, divorce.

Well, sometimes if Cy Margulies
wanted to sell a particular house

and that house showed no
signs of coming on the market,

why, he'd do what he could
to create a climate of change.

Are you telling me that
he creates divorces?

Well, sometimes he
would create a situation

for a couple whereby
divorce follows.

That's why he uses only women
real estate agents, attractive ones.

I mean, they make the moves on the
husband, then get him into the sack,

and before you
know it, divorce court.

Oh, that's why the Aziz
mansion came up for sale.

No, see, the Aziz
thing was atypical.

When Aziz hit Bel-Air from the
old country, he blew a few circuits.

He was like a kid
in a candy store.

Partying all the
time, sleeping around.

Where do you fit in?

Margulies already had a climate
for divorce in the Aziz case.

But in spite of what
Aziz was doing,

Khedra wouldn't divorce him.

See, she was caught
up in that transition period

between old-style Moslem
wife and contemporary woman.

No matter what the husband
does, divorce is out of the question.

You sit home, you
wait for your man.

Well, Cy wanted that house.

So he sends you in
with a box of candy

and your line of
psychobabble, huh?

And Khedra, she resisted
as long as she could,

but she was just too miserable.

And when Aziz heard about the affair,
he filed for divorce and threw her out.

The good old double standard.

You know what happened?
I don't know, maybe...

Maybe it was guilt or
something, I don't know,

but I actually
began to love her.

Yeah.

This wispy little dodo
from the Middle East.

And I told her what I had
been doing and she took off.

Yeah, well, sport,
that's very unfortunate

because she's
probably the only person

who can tell us
why one man is dead

and why you and
I are coming close.

So we've got to find her.
Now go put your pants on.

How do we find her? You've
been looking for weeks.

Yeah, but you've been hiding
things from me all that time.

Now I know who
and what she really is,

maybe I can find out something.

Friends, relatives?

Does she attend religious
services? Anything.

All she ever really
did was run the house.

The only people she
really got close to,

I guess, would be the staff.

She had a personal maid?

Yeah. Concepcion
Echevaria, I think.

But, listen, I mean, she was a
princess, silver spoon in the mouth,

the whole bit. I mean, people like
that don't go live with their maids, right?

People like that can't
live without them.

You know, if she is
in there, I can't go in.

I mean, she's not going to
know how to deal with her anger,

and I'm not gonna know how
to deal with her inability to deal.

And neither of us are gonna be
really be dealing from feelings.

Why don't you skip
all that minestrone?

Tell her you're sorry as
hell and you feel like a slug.

Yeah, I really do
love her, you know,

but, I mean, love is such
a heavyweight concept.

It's very hard to get
your mind around it.

Maybe you're not a slug, but I don't
know, you use all those big buzz words.

It's just a big cover for
any kind of behavior.

Look, you punch
somebody in the stomach.

You can say that you're
coming from your feelings

or you're trying to
connect with the now,

but there's still somebody laying
on the sidewalk holding a big hurt.

Yeah, I wanted her to be like
everybody else in this town.

Protected, you know what I
mean, with layers and layers of scars

and fangs of her own.

Somebody who's lived in a
bubble all her life? Come on.

I know, I know, I know.

That's what attracted me to her.

I mean, she's a princess,

but you know what
she wanted to do?

I mean she didn't want
to boogie down at Pip's

or make the big entrance at
Ma Maison. Oh, no, no, no.

She wanted to see
the La Brea Tar Pits.

I mean, she wanted to squeeze
fruit down at the Grand Central Market.

Now wait a minute. I spent one whole
afternoon at MacArthur Park rowing.

In a boat! Me! Rowing!

Like some cornball
from East Tree Stump!

Where were you from originally?

East Claverack.
Upstate New York.

Well, you just be
straight with her, Sean.

That's all you can do
now. Come on, let's go.

I want to, but, God, it's hard.

May we come in?

Hit it.

Look, Khedra,

I've told you all this before.
What I did was wrong, I know.

And I know how hard
this must be for you.

I know it's very difficult for
you to express yourself fully

to male figures.

I know that you'd rather cast
yourself in the victim's role

and it's easier for me to
let you do that, you know.

But what I really want you to do
is I want you to take up your space,

I want you to get to your guts,

and then I want you to give to me
everything you think I got coming to me.

Wait, wait... Wait
a second... Hey!

Ow! Ow! Ow!
All right, all right!

Easy, easy, easy.
Easy now, easy, easy.

Sit down, sit down. Sit down.

Can you sit down?

You look so miserable.

I was hoping you
would look that way.

But now it does not pleasure me.

Mrs. Aziz, I know you've
been through the mill,

but Sean and I
are in some trouble.

Well, and I believe that
you're in some trouble, too,

even though you may not know it.

There will be no more trouble.

Pardon?

Oh, you shouldn't have
phoned your brother! You just...

You just shouldn't
go back with him.

Concepcion, my husband is dead,

my family is divided apart.

It has to stop.

What does?

What? Do you know
who killed your husband?

No.

The last time I speak to
Aziz was two days ago.

I called him in Europe
because I thought it proper

I should try to go back to him.

As his unfaithful wife,

I felt terrible guilt and shame.

But he figured out how Sean
and Cy Margulies had tricked us.

I hear him get so angry.

He say terrible things about
Sean and Cy Margulies.

That's all, he was very angry.

He not care if I come back.

Is that your family that's
staying at the Bellagio Hotel?

Ishaq, what are you doing?

Go to the car, Khedra.

And you two, come also
with your hands in the open.

You said father understood!

You said you would talk to him!

Khedra, the family council is convening
and you must appear before them.

You two will be
giving testimony.

Your Mr. Cy Margulies has already
been picked up at his tennis club.

Now move silently into the
street and into the white car.

Khedra, daughter of mine,

the charge against you is
that you let yourself be bedded

by one man when you
were married to another.

The family of your
husband, Mohamed Aziz,

has demanded that
this be examined.

If it is true, and if
you are not insane

or sick in some way,
then I and your brother

must see to it that
you are punished.

Death is punishment
for such thing.

These are old things, old ways.

But the family of Mohamed
Farhud Aziz has demanded,

and it is not for us to deny
them for we hold all shame.

I do not deny
what I did, Father,

but I beg for your
understanding.

I love Sean.

Now is not your time to speak.

Before your uncles
and your cousins,

before these men,
testimony will be heard.

Now is time for
Amad Hibshi to speak.

Sean Innes?

Were you intimate with
this woman, Khedra Aziz?

No.

Don't lie for me, Sean.

It will do none of us any good.

I am already dead.

This is just a formality,

a game for old men

and little boys.

Be quiet!

Some values you have
learned in this United States.

We should never
have let you come!

You, I suppose, are
Seymour Margulies?

I hope you're
joking. I'm Rockford.

Seymour Margulies.

Yes?

We understand the woman
Khedra Aziz has been tricked.

How was that done and why?

I... I don't quite
know what you mean.

However, let me say this, regardless
of how your family dispute is resolved,

we're all businessmen.

Now, my company is
an independent concern

located solely in Beverly
Hills for some 11 years.

Now I know that people from your
part of the world are very interested

in acquiring real property
right here in the Hills,

like this store.

Make your point!

Well,

I say that let's not look at
this as the end of something,

let us look at it as
a beginning. I say...

Answer the question!

My daughter's disgrace was part
of a cheap real estate swindle, true?

I wish I could say
it were cheap, sir.

Actually, there were several
million dollars involved.

It's a sad commentary on the
housing situation in Southern California.

You are not on trial here.

But perhaps we can devise
a way to deal with you.

You are not on trial
here either, Innes.

But tell us now about
another harm that was done.

Did you murder Sheik
Mohamed Farhud Aziz?

No. TALIB: Liar!

I did not.

He soiled the
man's wife, you see.

And as always happens
in these animal situations,

the husband became the rival,

and when he tried to avenge
himself the hurt that was done to him,

this dog, this pimp, he
murdered him and ran.

I'd like to say something...

It is not your place to speak
unless you are spoken to.

What do I get for contempt
of court? A bug down my shirt?

You want my opinion as a
professional investigator?

I think that when Aziz figured out
this divorce scam, he lost control.

Who'd blame him, huh?

He got Cy to come
over to the house,

and then he was going to lock the
door and let old Cy have it with an arrow.

Now just a second here.

I think this whole
thing just is stupid.

And this is grounds for slander,
buster. Don't you forget that.

Maybe you didn't
mean to kill him.

But he had you
trapped in that room.

And who wants to die looking
like an extra in Fort Apache?

Is this true?

I didn't mean to kill
him. That's the truth!

But there was no negotiating.

You see, he... Well,
there was this figurine.

I grabbed it. And then...

Oh, Lord.

Does anyone have
anything else to ask?

No? Then vote, all of you.

Khedra, your family,

except for one,

your family feels you did
what you did deliberately.

And wrongly.

Not my family, the
men in my family.

You were used and
fooled in the worst way.

But you had your conscience,

you had your faith as your
strength if you wanted to use them.

Now I and your brother

must see to it that
you are punished.

Khedra, we will
be gentle to you.

Father, please, this is
crazy. I am your daughter.

Father, she's right. I
know the council has voted,

but we can lie to the Aziz family,
tell them... Tell them it's been done.

Or we can stand up to
them and tell them the truth.

Ishaq, this makes me sick at
heart, too, you must know this!

But we cannot stand up.

We are men stooped
over with shame.

You guys are something
else. You really are.

Mr. Rockford, if you
have something to say

which might lighten the
punishment for this girl of mine, say it.

Girl of yours?

This girl of yours... You're
about to blow her head off

for cheating on her husband?

A guy who was running
around sleeping with starlets,

making her look like a clown?

No one expects
you to understand.

These are things
which go way back.

Our family and the family Aziz
had nothing but our women.

And a few camels.

Family? You're not a family.

A family is supposed to support
their people when they make a mistake.

I know you come from a different
culture, but you're here now.

I hate to bring you the news,
but as you gain something,

you also lose some things.

But I have my code!

That's all any man
ever really has.

Although, apparently,
my son does not.

She must be dealt with. But
at home, where she was born,

not here in a strange country.

Oh, don't go poetic on us. You
mean not here in this country

where they're going to
haul you in for murder one.

Listen, Mr. Al-Nouss, I
wish you wouldn't do this.

Look, I don't know what
to say to get through to you.

Obviously, you don't need
money. Then say nothing.

Father?

Are you all right? I'm fine.

It's the angina. I don't
think we should take off.

We must, we
must. Where is pills?

Somebody, get some water. Quick!

What's the matter, pal? Think I'm
hiding a machine gun or something?

I will be fine
after we take off.

No, Father, I don't
think we should take off.

Tell him to go. Tell him to go.

You hear a noise and this
plane is still on the ground,

you grab Khedra, start screaming
and head for the front exit.

Just do it.

Private NC four-zero-niner,

you have Republic 402 landing
in front of you. He's a heavy jet.

Private four-zero-niner, you can proceed
to runway three and prepare for takeoff.

Fire! Fire! Go,
go, go! Fire! Fire!

We're on fire!

Come on, come on! This
whole thing's gonna blow!

No, Hasan, no!

Get under the plane!

Let's go, Father. Let's go.

You know, it's ironic,
Jim, but I remember

talking once to Cy about
a logo for his company.

He was seriously considering
using a bow and arrow.

Well, what's that got
to do with real estate?

Nothing.

Oh, here. We were talking
and we'd like you to have this.

For appreciation and for
everything you've done.

Forget it, forget it. Let's
just let it slip into history.

As long as we all still
have our own teeth.

No, please take it.

It's my money and you can
see I very well can afford it.

Well, what's the
point of having teeth

unless you can buy
something nice to chew on?

I... I don't know what to say.