Charlie's Angels (2011): Season 1, Episode 3 - Bon Voyage, Angels - full transcript
When an investigative journalist goes missing from a cruise ship, the Angels take the case, which is tied to more details about Kate's past. This time, the Angels have to infiltrate what ...
You know the drill.
No large purchases.
No boats.
No cars.
No down payments on that
dream condo down in Boca, huh?
Nothing that'll red flag
IA or the IRS.
Where's Kate?
Right behind you.
You're late.
I had to cover my tracks.
Your fiance still in the dark?
Good girl.
Let's keep it that way.
I hear there's rumblings
about North Beach.
Yeah, well, let 'em rumble.
We're in the clear.
You trust me, right?
As long as the circle stays
tight, no one can break us.
We're family, right?
What?
Company-
Take care of it.
Who are you?
Amanda Kane.
Reporter?
I've been tracking you
and your whole crew.
How long?
Six months...
Long enough for me to expose you
and your circle of dirty cops.
North Beach bribery scandal
is about to blow wide open.
No proof, no story.
Oh, I've got names, photos,
e-mails, drop-offs...
The story's happening.
I've done my homework.
You're not like the others.
Those cops are a
disgrace to the uniform,
but you were top of your class.
Where'd you go wrong?
You'll never know.
Prince, what's
going on down there?
Get out of here.
Go!
Oh, for a middle-aged
mob accountant, you guys,
that guy was pretty fast.
Yes, but you did run him
down in 6-inch Louboutins.
Color me impressed.
Why do I miss
all the good stuff?
Because every time we chase down
a bad guy on foot, you drive.
Ah.
Well, I am kind of
a genius that way.
Who's the hottie on deck?
He's cute.
Mm-hmm.
Ay. Our latest client,
and he's engaged.
Of course he is.
Charlie, we're all here.
Morning, Angels.
WOMEN".
Good morning, Charlie.
I'd like you to meet
Scott Foster.
He's here because his fiance disappeared
off a cruise ship in the Caribbean.
It was supposed
to be a three day trip...
Uh, Miami to the Bahamas.
That was two weeks ago.
Your fiancee went
on a cruise without you?
She's working a story.
She's a journalist.
And what was she chasing
on the high seas?
She never talks about her work.
The cruise line registers
their ships in the Bahamas,
which puts this case
out of American jurisdiction.
Cruise line give you any leads?
They've been incredibly helpful,
but the fact is,
they don't have any answers,
and there's no evidence of
foul play aboard their ship.
If she's alive, I need to find
her, and if she's not...
Let's just stay positive.
Right now she's just
a missing person.
Scott, before we take your case,
there is one last piece
of business
we need to settle internally.
You'll hear from us soon.
Thank you.
All right, we'll walk you out.
Right this way.
Internal business?
Charlie, don't leave us hanging.
Our missing journalists
name is Amanda Kane.
I'm guessing Amanda Kane
is a blast from your past?
She's the reporter
who broke the North Beach
bribery scandal wide open.
She destroyed your career.
No.
I destroyed my career.
You sounded almost convincing.
If you want to bow out...
No.
Charlie's the Boss.
This could be more than
just' a case for you, Kat'.
Signing on is your call.
I'll respect your decision.
There 'll be no judgment.
Well...
You know me.
Not really one
to sit on the sidelines.
Count me in.
Pack your bags, Angels.
The next Sunrise Cruise tor
sets sail first thing
tomorrow morning.
Once upon a time,
there were three young women
who got into very big trouble,
and now they work for me.
My name is Charlie.
Enjoy your stay.
Enjoy.
Thank you.
Welcome aboard
the Caribbean Dreamer, Mr...
Bosley.
I'll be in communication
from my cabin.
Stay in touch.
Will do.
Abbs, are you in yet?
Approaching eagle eye now.
Now explain to me again
why you're undercover
in silk Escada,
and I'm in itchy
cotton work clothes.
Life is so unfair.
Yeah, well, next mission,
we are so trading thread counts.
Your drink, miss.
Oh. Thank you.
Eve, you in position?
Sitting tight by the pool deck.
That sounded like a mojito.
Pina colada.
I take my cover very seriously.
All right, guys.
Time to find out what
happened to Amanda Kane.
Who are you?
IT.
I didn't call IT.
Of course you didn't.
You're not authorized to.
But let's not whip out our pay grades.
It'll only embarrass you.
I'm sorry. I'm here to fix
the bugs in your system.
There's no bugs in my system.
Yeah, well, you might want
to double-check that, sport.
Whoops.
Yeah, I'm gonna need
about 20 minutes
to run a full diagnostic.
Might be faster if you sync
up with me from the port side.
You know what I'm saying?
Yeah.
Okay, Bos. I'm in.
Copy that.
Starting the download now.
Ms. French.
I found just the cabin
upgrade you were looking for.
Mmm. You work fast.
Follow me.
This was Amanda Kane's cabin.
Nice work.
It's been over a week.
You think we're gonna find anything?
Cleaning crew might
have missed something.
So what happened?
You know as much as I do.
Amanda got on the boat and disappeared.
No.
I mean, what happened with
you after the story broke?
You can Google
all the ugly details.
Kate, if you don't want
to tell me, I'll drop it.
It was like...
a bomb went off.
I destroyed my life,
and I hurt everyone else
in the process.
I lost my fiance,
my career.
But you know
what the worst part was?
What?
Facing my mother.
That day,
she was crushed.
She says she forgives me,
but she hasn't looked at me
the same way since.
Hey.
You sure you want to do this?
What? Search the room?
No, not search the room.
Rescue a woman who ruined your life.
Amanda Kane didn't ruin my life.
She saved it.
Now I want to return the favor.
What do you think that is?
No idea, but, you know,
we should probably bag it and
search for Amanda's prints.
Abbs, I think we may
have found something.
Me, too.
I found Amanda Kane.
I downloaded the onboard surveillance
footage from the last cruise.
I found her wandering
through the casino.
The guard's coming back.
Abby, send me
what you've got now.
Hold on, wait.
It looks like the fiance on land
did have a rival at sea.
Amanda met a man on the ship.
The guard's at the door.
Abby, get out of there now.
Do we have an ID
On our shipboard Romeo?
Not yet,
but I ran the fingerprints
on the Lucite tube.
They're Amanda's.
Guys, check out
the body language.
She's not in love.
She's afraid.
Got him.
Our mystery man is Roman Stone.
He works here on the ship.
Casino croupier.
Maybe Amanda was tracking an
illegal gambling operation.
Roulette. It figures.
It's a punk game.
Sounds like you speak
from experience.
Oh, strictly
a Texas Hold 'Em gal.
That puts you
in the lead-off spot.
Roman punches the clock tonight.
You track Roman.
We track you.
Gambling, glamour, I'm in.
Fourteen red.
Yes. Whoo!
$5,000 to the lady.
Whoo!
Nice.
Wager, sir?
Maybe later. Hot night.
Oh, they're all hot nights.
I wasn't talking
about the temperature.
Okay, wait, guys.
I'm sorry.
Do you call these 11s or jacks?
I'm sorry.
I just get so confused.
Wow.
Oh, Iwin?
Wow. How about that?
Honestly, you guys,
this is my first time.
Oh. Thank you very much.
I mean, I think it's just beginner's luck.
I don't know.
This is so fun.
All right,
that's the end of my shift.
Ladies and gentlemen,
have a great night.
Wait. Where are
you guys going?
Don't you want to play anymore?
Was it something I said?
Sheesh.
I know you're not
counting cards,
because I spot cheaters
for a living.
So how do you do it?
Ever hear of just being good?
I make it a daily practice.
I practice being the best.
At cards?
And other things.
Well, you'll have to
tell me about it...
someplace I can hear you.
I have a room.
I have a suite.
You win.
Watch those.
She's in.
Nice pad for a
cruise line employee.
I'm an independent contractor.
Better perks.
Ah.
Now where were we?
You move fast.
Life's short.
I have a feeling I'm not the first
girl you've brought to your suite.
Why waste the night
talking about other women?
I like you.
I like champagne.
I'm gonna go freshen up.
Be my guest.
I caught you...
Putting on lipstick.
Girl's gotta have some secrets.
To mysteries.
To solving them.
Damn it.
Yes.
The bidders have arrived.
I have to go...
Mmm.
And so do you.
So soon?
Some things are not meant to be.
A flower?
Yeah, but check out the tube.
It's the exact same thing
we found in Amanda's cabin.
You guys, don't tell me,
we uncovered
a cartel of evil florists?
Bus, can you get
a match on the flower'?
Already tried.
Got nothing.
How wide was your scan?
Seven continents.
Whatever that flower is,
it's one-of-a-kind.
Roman's guarding
his Lucite-encased corsage
tighter than a kid
on prom night.
It was important enough
to make Amanda disappear.
And to make Roman
break a date with you.
That says something.
I don't like it.
Too many pieces, not enough puzzle.
We need a connection.
You said Roman got a call?
Yeah. It was kind of
a mood-killer, actually.
Someone told him
the bidders were here,
and that's when he grabbed
his keycards and split.
Bos, did you pack the micro cam?
I did.
Well, sync me up.
Care to share?
Cruise director's going to
greet the guests at the casino.
Good to know.
I'll send pics.
Good luck.
Bos, you getting this?
Prime time HD.
Check out his boutonniere.
Can you rate my rewards card?
You guys get that handoff?
Pretty smooth.
Running his face
through the system now.
Check out contestant number two.
We've lD'd Roman's bidders.
Is there a pattern?
Well, the thinner guy's Ivan Dunski.
He's got ties
to the Russian mafia.
And the barracuda
is Erica Leone,
attorney for the East
Coast's biggest racketeers.
The other guy, Juan Molina,
is the leading
Cuban drug trafficker.
Roman's dealing out his
keycards to some faces.
Faces?
Legitimate names
who front for big shots
in organized crime.
Ah.
From Kate's
passenger manifest search,
she's identified
four possible bidders.
Three of them have already
been to the casino.
Who's the last bidder?
Ricardo Stancati.
Accountant with
Detroit mob ties.
Keeps an ultra-low profile.
No image, no arrests,
no internet profile.
No way to see
what he looks like.
So I could be him.
Could be pretty risky, Bos.
But worth it.
This is more than
just a gambling ring.
I can tell you he's scheduled
for some casino time
after his
8:00 massage.
Looks like one of us is gonna
have to rub down a bad guy.
Good idea.
Mmm-hmm.
Massage?
No.
No.
Don't look at me.
I'm the cruise director.
I've already given up my cover.
I'm a dude.
You guys suck.
That's nice.
Just a little higher
up the thigh, honey.
There we go.
Just a little higher, babe.
There it is, sweet cheeks.
Why don't you just relax
and enjoy the pressure points?
How's about you shut up and
give me the happy ending?
Okay. I'll give you
a happy ending.
Once upon a time...
The end.
Bingo.
You're back.
Lam.
I felt a little underdressed.
You're late.
The other bidders were
hoping you wouldn't show.
I'll be happy
to disappoint them.
Sweetie?
Mmm.
Stay close.
See you later. 9:00.
I'm approaching the cabin.
It's 5250.
Angels?
The signal's jammed.
Somebody doesn't
want us listening.
Angels?
You're cutting it
a little close.
I'm not here for the company.
I'm here to place my bid.
Are you sure your
employer's prepared
to compete in the big leagues?
You'll see.
Welcome.
Business is for tomorrow.
Tonight...
A toast.
To the most beautiful
flower in the world.
None of you have met my boss.
But he's successful
because he's risk-averse.
That's why you all
have been drugged.
The first thing to go
is muscle control.
In a few seconds,
staying conscious won't
even be chemically possible.
Mr. Stancati.
I take it you're not
a morning person?
Coffee?
No thanks. That last drink
had quite the kick.
Yes.
Yes, indeed.
Well, why don't you
get dressed...
and join us outside?
Ahh.
Sorry for the, uh,
the strip search.
Trust me, it's nothing personal.
All weapons and recording
devices will be returned to you
once you leave the island.
Surely, you'd let a lady
have her watch.
Ah, not when it's housing
a GPS transponder, no.
Play with me again,
and I will have you shot.
You don't know where we are
because I don't want you to know.
We have business.
Let's do it.
Time to see the merchandise.
It's about a five minute walk.
Uh, watch out for snakes...
And each other.
Radar defected a speedboaz'
leaving the sh/p last night.
Guys, if Bosley's been taken
off-board, he could be anywhere.
It's a big ocean out there.
Charlie, we're hoping you can
narrow things down for us.
Luckily, I can.
I had my contact
target the search
f0 a few key nearby islands.
Most of them are owned by the requisite
movie stas and corporate titans.
This one is the odd man out.
It belongs to Carlton Finch.
With a name like that,
he's got to be bad news.
He is.
Finch made his fortune
in manufacturing,
mostly using sweatshop labor.
He's a tax exile who's persona
non grata in several countries,
including ours.
Two buildings.
One looks like a plantation.
What's the other?
Pineapple factory.
It was closed in 1976.
Clearly, someone
didn't get the memo.
Look at that heat signature.
Yeah, I have a feeling they're
not canning pineapples.
Exotic flower, active factory...
History of forced labor.
Amanda must have
been onto a very big story.
Last time she broke a big story,
she broke you along with it.
All the right bad guys
got busted.
Let's go get her.
Finch most likely
has private security
and top-notch surveillance.
Don't worry, Charlie.
Your Angels know
how to fly under the radar.
As you can probably tell,
I like to putter around
in the garden.
This way.
But what I'm most proud of...
Are the new additions.
This...
is where Island White
is produced.
It's the first of five flower
processing facilities I have planned.
Grown in your own fields?
Right here on the island.
When processed, this flower's
five times more potent than poppy.
Think of Island White as, um...
Heroin on steroids.
Okay.
The bidding for US
distribution has now started.
Ricardo Stancati,
you're the casino's high roller.
You bid first.
What's you offer?
Charlie.
Angels have landed.
I've notified
the Bahamian police.
They're en route,
but they're at least an hour away.
From the satellite feed
of the island,
I've identified
eight armed personnel.
Use extreme caution.
You need to find Bosley and Amanda.
We won't let you down, Charlie.
Good luck, Angels.
Thanks, Charlie.
Thanks, Charlie.
Thanks, Charlie.
Come on.
Nice house.
Being a bad guy
certainly has its perks.
I spot one guard.
There could be more inside.
Let's go say hello.
Well, here it is.
What's the matter,
Mr. Stancati?
Make an offer.
That's why you're here.
Maybe his employers
can't afford to pay.
I don't have that problem.
$10 million for exclusive
distribution of Island White,
in cash.
$12 million.
$15 million.
$17.5 million.
I have an offer...
Zero.
You say Island White is the most
addictive narcotic on the market.
Where's your proof?
It takes a lot more
than hired muscle
and a shiny factory
to impress me.
You want proof?
I want 100% customer retention.
Follow me.
Guys, I found Bosley.
What? Where?
Here...
Here, and...
Oh, my God.
That's Amanda Kane.
What has Finch done to her?
Looks like he's turned her
into a human guinea pig.
I'm going in there.
I'm riding shotgun.
I'll be your eyes and ears.
Meet your first
and only customer.
Who is she?
Oh, she's nobody.
She have a name?
None she remembers.
Your narcotic's impressive.
Just keep looking.
You see this button?
She controls her own dosage.
Friends, family,
career, future...
None of these things
matter to her now.
This is the face of
21st-century drug addiction.
Satisfied?
$25 million.
$30 million.
$35 million.
Ladies, you're off my grid.
I've lost visual of you.
You were right.
It is a cabal of evil florists.
We found Finch's flower patch.
If we connect this
to the sprinkler system
with the rest
of the greenhouse...
We can wipe out
every damn flower in here.
Go get Amanda.
I got this covered.
Got it.
Guys, I got eyes on Bosley,
but audio contact is dead.
I'll lead you in.
Something's wrong.
I'm losing power.
Who the hell are you?
No sign of Amanda.
Abby?
Eve?
Don't move.
Give me that.
Turn around.
Turn around!
The last offer I heard
was $35 million.
Who wants to get real?
$50 million.
Cash.
Who is this?
No ID.
Caught her sneaking
outside with this.
Ooh. Well, you're
not a reporter.
Who sent you?
I don't like uninvited guests.
And I don't like waiting.
If your security isn't
airtight, we can't do business.
None of us will.
Put her in the cell.
Hook her up.
Let's go. Move it.
Oh, my God.
Amanda, what have
they done to you?
You're about to find out.
Get in there.
M... More.
I want more.
This is private property.
Call a cop.
Aah!
Think you can school me?
Watch me.
If I shoot you now,
I can't have any fun
with you later.
You won't have any fun
with me now.
I might have a little.
Aah!
Yes?
It's Stone.
This better be important.
Trust me, you're gonna
want to hear this.
I'm in the middle of bidding.
Well, you better take
a look at this first.
This is the real Ricky Stancati.
You've got an imposter.
I appreciate the update.
Ricardo.
Do we have a deal?
We have a rat.
Or a cop.
Ora Fed.
Ohh.
DEA agent, reporter, maybe.
Listen, it doesn't matter.
The point is, you're busted,
and whoever you're
working with...
they're dead already.
I don't need a gun.
When I kill a man,
I use my hands.
Before you die,
tell me something.
Do you believe in an afterlife?
I believe in angels.
Ohm
Aah!
Aah. Aah.
Put your weapons down slowly!
Put 'em down!
Amanda, I'm gonna get you home.
Looks like we closed
Finch's last sweatshop.
You don't mind.
Charlie.
We're gonna be bringing in
more warm bodies than planned.
Need some transport,
north face of the island.
CHARUE". I spoke to the
head of the Bahamian police.
Finch and the bidders have
been extradited to the US.
Mmm. How about
our favorite croupier?
Mr. Stone was arrested
when the ship docked in Miami,
along with Mr. Stan calf.
The cruise line
is very grateful.
They even offered you all
a free trip.
If it's okay with you, Charlie,
I think we'll stick
to dry land for a while.
Mmm. Yeah.
Mmm-hmm.
Congratulations, Angels,
and, Kate, I want you to
know how proud I am of you.
Thanks, Charlie.
Interesting place to meet.
Somehow it just felt right.
How's rehab going?
Slowly.
You're a fighter.
You know, I'm never going
to be able to repay you.
Why did you help me?
Always with the questions, you.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
It's, uh, it's a force of habit.
You know, I tried to tell myself
that taking dirty money
was just a onetime thing.
That I could walk away,
but I couldn't.
Once your story broke,
it helped me realize
who I had become.
That's a first.
I have never been thanked for
destroying someone's career.
I wish I could say, I took
those bribes because I had no choice.
Fact is, I thought I was
putting bad money to good use.
Spent it on the people I loved.
Put my brother through school,
paid my mom's mortgage...
Called myself a hero,
but I wasn't.
Well, to be fair,
you got mixed up with a very bad crew.
I think I've got much
better taste in friends now.
So this new career...
What's it really about?
I want to become the person
my mother can be proud of.
The person I can be proud of.
Well, for the record,
you made a believer out of me.
You know, this would make
one hell of a story.
No, no.
I am a private detective.
No, thanks.
Thank you.
Hey, you.
Hey.
Just came to make sure
you were okay.
I get it now.
By rescuing Amanda,
you were saving a part of yourself.
I guess if you want
to have a future,
you have to make amends
with your past, right?
And you're off
to a flying start.
You want to get
something to eat?
Uh, thanks,
but I have to take
my mother to dinner.
I told her I needed
to clear the air.
I predict a complete success.
Mmm. You don't know
my mother.
But I know you.
And I am always in your corner.
No large purchases.
No boats.
No cars.
No down payments on that
dream condo down in Boca, huh?
Nothing that'll red flag
IA or the IRS.
Where's Kate?
Right behind you.
You're late.
I had to cover my tracks.
Your fiance still in the dark?
Good girl.
Let's keep it that way.
I hear there's rumblings
about North Beach.
Yeah, well, let 'em rumble.
We're in the clear.
You trust me, right?
As long as the circle stays
tight, no one can break us.
We're family, right?
What?
Company-
Take care of it.
Who are you?
Amanda Kane.
Reporter?
I've been tracking you
and your whole crew.
How long?
Six months...
Long enough for me to expose you
and your circle of dirty cops.
North Beach bribery scandal
is about to blow wide open.
No proof, no story.
Oh, I've got names, photos,
e-mails, drop-offs...
The story's happening.
I've done my homework.
You're not like the others.
Those cops are a
disgrace to the uniform,
but you were top of your class.
Where'd you go wrong?
You'll never know.
Prince, what's
going on down there?
Get out of here.
Go!
Oh, for a middle-aged
mob accountant, you guys,
that guy was pretty fast.
Yes, but you did run him
down in 6-inch Louboutins.
Color me impressed.
Why do I miss
all the good stuff?
Because every time we chase down
a bad guy on foot, you drive.
Ah.
Well, I am kind of
a genius that way.
Who's the hottie on deck?
He's cute.
Mm-hmm.
Ay. Our latest client,
and he's engaged.
Of course he is.
Charlie, we're all here.
Morning, Angels.
WOMEN".
Good morning, Charlie.
I'd like you to meet
Scott Foster.
He's here because his fiance disappeared
off a cruise ship in the Caribbean.
It was supposed
to be a three day trip...
Uh, Miami to the Bahamas.
That was two weeks ago.
Your fiancee went
on a cruise without you?
She's working a story.
She's a journalist.
And what was she chasing
on the high seas?
She never talks about her work.
The cruise line registers
their ships in the Bahamas,
which puts this case
out of American jurisdiction.
Cruise line give you any leads?
They've been incredibly helpful,
but the fact is,
they don't have any answers,
and there's no evidence of
foul play aboard their ship.
If she's alive, I need to find
her, and if she's not...
Let's just stay positive.
Right now she's just
a missing person.
Scott, before we take your case,
there is one last piece
of business
we need to settle internally.
You'll hear from us soon.
Thank you.
All right, we'll walk you out.
Right this way.
Internal business?
Charlie, don't leave us hanging.
Our missing journalists
name is Amanda Kane.
I'm guessing Amanda Kane
is a blast from your past?
She's the reporter
who broke the North Beach
bribery scandal wide open.
She destroyed your career.
No.
I destroyed my career.
You sounded almost convincing.
If you want to bow out...
No.
Charlie's the Boss.
This could be more than
just' a case for you, Kat'.
Signing on is your call.
I'll respect your decision.
There 'll be no judgment.
Well...
You know me.
Not really one
to sit on the sidelines.
Count me in.
Pack your bags, Angels.
The next Sunrise Cruise tor
sets sail first thing
tomorrow morning.
Once upon a time,
there were three young women
who got into very big trouble,
and now they work for me.
My name is Charlie.
Enjoy your stay.
Enjoy.
Thank you.
Welcome aboard
the Caribbean Dreamer, Mr...
Bosley.
I'll be in communication
from my cabin.
Stay in touch.
Will do.
Abbs, are you in yet?
Approaching eagle eye now.
Now explain to me again
why you're undercover
in silk Escada,
and I'm in itchy
cotton work clothes.
Life is so unfair.
Yeah, well, next mission,
we are so trading thread counts.
Your drink, miss.
Oh. Thank you.
Eve, you in position?
Sitting tight by the pool deck.
That sounded like a mojito.
Pina colada.
I take my cover very seriously.
All right, guys.
Time to find out what
happened to Amanda Kane.
Who are you?
IT.
I didn't call IT.
Of course you didn't.
You're not authorized to.
But let's not whip out our pay grades.
It'll only embarrass you.
I'm sorry. I'm here to fix
the bugs in your system.
There's no bugs in my system.
Yeah, well, you might want
to double-check that, sport.
Whoops.
Yeah, I'm gonna need
about 20 minutes
to run a full diagnostic.
Might be faster if you sync
up with me from the port side.
You know what I'm saying?
Yeah.
Okay, Bos. I'm in.
Copy that.
Starting the download now.
Ms. French.
I found just the cabin
upgrade you were looking for.
Mmm. You work fast.
Follow me.
This was Amanda Kane's cabin.
Nice work.
It's been over a week.
You think we're gonna find anything?
Cleaning crew might
have missed something.
So what happened?
You know as much as I do.
Amanda got on the boat and disappeared.
No.
I mean, what happened with
you after the story broke?
You can Google
all the ugly details.
Kate, if you don't want
to tell me, I'll drop it.
It was like...
a bomb went off.
I destroyed my life,
and I hurt everyone else
in the process.
I lost my fiance,
my career.
But you know
what the worst part was?
What?
Facing my mother.
That day,
she was crushed.
She says she forgives me,
but she hasn't looked at me
the same way since.
Hey.
You sure you want to do this?
What? Search the room?
No, not search the room.
Rescue a woman who ruined your life.
Amanda Kane didn't ruin my life.
She saved it.
Now I want to return the favor.
What do you think that is?
No idea, but, you know,
we should probably bag it and
search for Amanda's prints.
Abbs, I think we may
have found something.
Me, too.
I found Amanda Kane.
I downloaded the onboard surveillance
footage from the last cruise.
I found her wandering
through the casino.
The guard's coming back.
Abby, send me
what you've got now.
Hold on, wait.
It looks like the fiance on land
did have a rival at sea.
Amanda met a man on the ship.
The guard's at the door.
Abby, get out of there now.
Do we have an ID
On our shipboard Romeo?
Not yet,
but I ran the fingerprints
on the Lucite tube.
They're Amanda's.
Guys, check out
the body language.
She's not in love.
She's afraid.
Got him.
Our mystery man is Roman Stone.
He works here on the ship.
Casino croupier.
Maybe Amanda was tracking an
illegal gambling operation.
Roulette. It figures.
It's a punk game.
Sounds like you speak
from experience.
Oh, strictly
a Texas Hold 'Em gal.
That puts you
in the lead-off spot.
Roman punches the clock tonight.
You track Roman.
We track you.
Gambling, glamour, I'm in.
Fourteen red.
Yes. Whoo!
$5,000 to the lady.
Whoo!
Nice.
Wager, sir?
Maybe later. Hot night.
Oh, they're all hot nights.
I wasn't talking
about the temperature.
Okay, wait, guys.
I'm sorry.
Do you call these 11s or jacks?
I'm sorry.
I just get so confused.
Wow.
Oh, Iwin?
Wow. How about that?
Honestly, you guys,
this is my first time.
Oh. Thank you very much.
I mean, I think it's just beginner's luck.
I don't know.
This is so fun.
All right,
that's the end of my shift.
Ladies and gentlemen,
have a great night.
Wait. Where are
you guys going?
Don't you want to play anymore?
Was it something I said?
Sheesh.
I know you're not
counting cards,
because I spot cheaters
for a living.
So how do you do it?
Ever hear of just being good?
I make it a daily practice.
I practice being the best.
At cards?
And other things.
Well, you'll have to
tell me about it...
someplace I can hear you.
I have a room.
I have a suite.
You win.
Watch those.
She's in.
Nice pad for a
cruise line employee.
I'm an independent contractor.
Better perks.
Ah.
Now where were we?
You move fast.
Life's short.
I have a feeling I'm not the first
girl you've brought to your suite.
Why waste the night
talking about other women?
I like you.
I like champagne.
I'm gonna go freshen up.
Be my guest.
I caught you...
Putting on lipstick.
Girl's gotta have some secrets.
To mysteries.
To solving them.
Damn it.
Yes.
The bidders have arrived.
I have to go...
Mmm.
And so do you.
So soon?
Some things are not meant to be.
A flower?
Yeah, but check out the tube.
It's the exact same thing
we found in Amanda's cabin.
You guys, don't tell me,
we uncovered
a cartel of evil florists?
Bus, can you get
a match on the flower'?
Already tried.
Got nothing.
How wide was your scan?
Seven continents.
Whatever that flower is,
it's one-of-a-kind.
Roman's guarding
his Lucite-encased corsage
tighter than a kid
on prom night.
It was important enough
to make Amanda disappear.
And to make Roman
break a date with you.
That says something.
I don't like it.
Too many pieces, not enough puzzle.
We need a connection.
You said Roman got a call?
Yeah. It was kind of
a mood-killer, actually.
Someone told him
the bidders were here,
and that's when he grabbed
his keycards and split.
Bos, did you pack the micro cam?
I did.
Well, sync me up.
Care to share?
Cruise director's going to
greet the guests at the casino.
Good to know.
I'll send pics.
Good luck.
Bos, you getting this?
Prime time HD.
Check out his boutonniere.
Can you rate my rewards card?
You guys get that handoff?
Pretty smooth.
Running his face
through the system now.
Check out contestant number two.
We've lD'd Roman's bidders.
Is there a pattern?
Well, the thinner guy's Ivan Dunski.
He's got ties
to the Russian mafia.
And the barracuda
is Erica Leone,
attorney for the East
Coast's biggest racketeers.
The other guy, Juan Molina,
is the leading
Cuban drug trafficker.
Roman's dealing out his
keycards to some faces.
Faces?
Legitimate names
who front for big shots
in organized crime.
Ah.
From Kate's
passenger manifest search,
she's identified
four possible bidders.
Three of them have already
been to the casino.
Who's the last bidder?
Ricardo Stancati.
Accountant with
Detroit mob ties.
Keeps an ultra-low profile.
No image, no arrests,
no internet profile.
No way to see
what he looks like.
So I could be him.
Could be pretty risky, Bos.
But worth it.
This is more than
just a gambling ring.
I can tell you he's scheduled
for some casino time
after his
8:00 massage.
Looks like one of us is gonna
have to rub down a bad guy.
Good idea.
Mmm-hmm.
Massage?
No.
No.
Don't look at me.
I'm the cruise director.
I've already given up my cover.
I'm a dude.
You guys suck.
That's nice.
Just a little higher
up the thigh, honey.
There we go.
Just a little higher, babe.
There it is, sweet cheeks.
Why don't you just relax
and enjoy the pressure points?
How's about you shut up and
give me the happy ending?
Okay. I'll give you
a happy ending.
Once upon a time...
The end.
Bingo.
You're back.
Lam.
I felt a little underdressed.
You're late.
The other bidders were
hoping you wouldn't show.
I'll be happy
to disappoint them.
Sweetie?
Mmm.
Stay close.
See you later. 9:00.
I'm approaching the cabin.
It's 5250.
Angels?
The signal's jammed.
Somebody doesn't
want us listening.
Angels?
You're cutting it
a little close.
I'm not here for the company.
I'm here to place my bid.
Are you sure your
employer's prepared
to compete in the big leagues?
You'll see.
Welcome.
Business is for tomorrow.
Tonight...
A toast.
To the most beautiful
flower in the world.
None of you have met my boss.
But he's successful
because he's risk-averse.
That's why you all
have been drugged.
The first thing to go
is muscle control.
In a few seconds,
staying conscious won't
even be chemically possible.
Mr. Stancati.
I take it you're not
a morning person?
Coffee?
No thanks. That last drink
had quite the kick.
Yes.
Yes, indeed.
Well, why don't you
get dressed...
and join us outside?
Ahh.
Sorry for the, uh,
the strip search.
Trust me, it's nothing personal.
All weapons and recording
devices will be returned to you
once you leave the island.
Surely, you'd let a lady
have her watch.
Ah, not when it's housing
a GPS transponder, no.
Play with me again,
and I will have you shot.
You don't know where we are
because I don't want you to know.
We have business.
Let's do it.
Time to see the merchandise.
It's about a five minute walk.
Uh, watch out for snakes...
And each other.
Radar defected a speedboaz'
leaving the sh/p last night.
Guys, if Bosley's been taken
off-board, he could be anywhere.
It's a big ocean out there.
Charlie, we're hoping you can
narrow things down for us.
Luckily, I can.
I had my contact
target the search
f0 a few key nearby islands.
Most of them are owned by the requisite
movie stas and corporate titans.
This one is the odd man out.
It belongs to Carlton Finch.
With a name like that,
he's got to be bad news.
He is.
Finch made his fortune
in manufacturing,
mostly using sweatshop labor.
He's a tax exile who's persona
non grata in several countries,
including ours.
Two buildings.
One looks like a plantation.
What's the other?
Pineapple factory.
It was closed in 1976.
Clearly, someone
didn't get the memo.
Look at that heat signature.
Yeah, I have a feeling they're
not canning pineapples.
Exotic flower, active factory...
History of forced labor.
Amanda must have
been onto a very big story.
Last time she broke a big story,
she broke you along with it.
All the right bad guys
got busted.
Let's go get her.
Finch most likely
has private security
and top-notch surveillance.
Don't worry, Charlie.
Your Angels know
how to fly under the radar.
As you can probably tell,
I like to putter around
in the garden.
This way.
But what I'm most proud of...
Are the new additions.
This...
is where Island White
is produced.
It's the first of five flower
processing facilities I have planned.
Grown in your own fields?
Right here on the island.
When processed, this flower's
five times more potent than poppy.
Think of Island White as, um...
Heroin on steroids.
Okay.
The bidding for US
distribution has now started.
Ricardo Stancati,
you're the casino's high roller.
You bid first.
What's you offer?
Charlie.
Angels have landed.
I've notified
the Bahamian police.
They're en route,
but they're at least an hour away.
From the satellite feed
of the island,
I've identified
eight armed personnel.
Use extreme caution.
You need to find Bosley and Amanda.
We won't let you down, Charlie.
Good luck, Angels.
Thanks, Charlie.
Thanks, Charlie.
Thanks, Charlie.
Come on.
Nice house.
Being a bad guy
certainly has its perks.
I spot one guard.
There could be more inside.
Let's go say hello.
Well, here it is.
What's the matter,
Mr. Stancati?
Make an offer.
That's why you're here.
Maybe his employers
can't afford to pay.
I don't have that problem.
$10 million for exclusive
distribution of Island White,
in cash.
$12 million.
$15 million.
$17.5 million.
I have an offer...
Zero.
You say Island White is the most
addictive narcotic on the market.
Where's your proof?
It takes a lot more
than hired muscle
and a shiny factory
to impress me.
You want proof?
I want 100% customer retention.
Follow me.
Guys, I found Bosley.
What? Where?
Here...
Here, and...
Oh, my God.
That's Amanda Kane.
What has Finch done to her?
Looks like he's turned her
into a human guinea pig.
I'm going in there.
I'm riding shotgun.
I'll be your eyes and ears.
Meet your first
and only customer.
Who is she?
Oh, she's nobody.
She have a name?
None she remembers.
Your narcotic's impressive.
Just keep looking.
You see this button?
She controls her own dosage.
Friends, family,
career, future...
None of these things
matter to her now.
This is the face of
21st-century drug addiction.
Satisfied?
$25 million.
$30 million.
$35 million.
Ladies, you're off my grid.
I've lost visual of you.
You were right.
It is a cabal of evil florists.
We found Finch's flower patch.
If we connect this
to the sprinkler system
with the rest
of the greenhouse...
We can wipe out
every damn flower in here.
Go get Amanda.
I got this covered.
Got it.
Guys, I got eyes on Bosley,
but audio contact is dead.
I'll lead you in.
Something's wrong.
I'm losing power.
Who the hell are you?
No sign of Amanda.
Abby?
Eve?
Don't move.
Give me that.
Turn around.
Turn around!
The last offer I heard
was $35 million.
Who wants to get real?
$50 million.
Cash.
Who is this?
No ID.
Caught her sneaking
outside with this.
Ooh. Well, you're
not a reporter.
Who sent you?
I don't like uninvited guests.
And I don't like waiting.
If your security isn't
airtight, we can't do business.
None of us will.
Put her in the cell.
Hook her up.
Let's go. Move it.
Oh, my God.
Amanda, what have
they done to you?
You're about to find out.
Get in there.
M... More.
I want more.
This is private property.
Call a cop.
Aah!
Think you can school me?
Watch me.
If I shoot you now,
I can't have any fun
with you later.
You won't have any fun
with me now.
I might have a little.
Aah!
Yes?
It's Stone.
This better be important.
Trust me, you're gonna
want to hear this.
I'm in the middle of bidding.
Well, you better take
a look at this first.
This is the real Ricky Stancati.
You've got an imposter.
I appreciate the update.
Ricardo.
Do we have a deal?
We have a rat.
Or a cop.
Ora Fed.
Ohh.
DEA agent, reporter, maybe.
Listen, it doesn't matter.
The point is, you're busted,
and whoever you're
working with...
they're dead already.
I don't need a gun.
When I kill a man,
I use my hands.
Before you die,
tell me something.
Do you believe in an afterlife?
I believe in angels.
Ohm
Aah!
Aah. Aah.
Put your weapons down slowly!
Put 'em down!
Amanda, I'm gonna get you home.
Looks like we closed
Finch's last sweatshop.
You don't mind.
Charlie.
We're gonna be bringing in
more warm bodies than planned.
Need some transport,
north face of the island.
CHARUE". I spoke to the
head of the Bahamian police.
Finch and the bidders have
been extradited to the US.
Mmm. How about
our favorite croupier?
Mr. Stone was arrested
when the ship docked in Miami,
along with Mr. Stan calf.
The cruise line
is very grateful.
They even offered you all
a free trip.
If it's okay with you, Charlie,
I think we'll stick
to dry land for a while.
Mmm. Yeah.
Mmm-hmm.
Congratulations, Angels,
and, Kate, I want you to
know how proud I am of you.
Thanks, Charlie.
Interesting place to meet.
Somehow it just felt right.
How's rehab going?
Slowly.
You're a fighter.
You know, I'm never going
to be able to repay you.
Why did you help me?
Always with the questions, you.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
It's, uh, it's a force of habit.
You know, I tried to tell myself
that taking dirty money
was just a onetime thing.
That I could walk away,
but I couldn't.
Once your story broke,
it helped me realize
who I had become.
That's a first.
I have never been thanked for
destroying someone's career.
I wish I could say, I took
those bribes because I had no choice.
Fact is, I thought I was
putting bad money to good use.
Spent it on the people I loved.
Put my brother through school,
paid my mom's mortgage...
Called myself a hero,
but I wasn't.
Well, to be fair,
you got mixed up with a very bad crew.
I think I've got much
better taste in friends now.
So this new career...
What's it really about?
I want to become the person
my mother can be proud of.
The person I can be proud of.
Well, for the record,
you made a believer out of me.
You know, this would make
one hell of a story.
No, no.
I am a private detective.
No, thanks.
Thank you.
Hey, you.
Hey.
Just came to make sure
you were okay.
I get it now.
By rescuing Amanda,
you were saving a part of yourself.
I guess if you want
to have a future,
you have to make amends
with your past, right?
And you're off
to a flying start.
You want to get
something to eat?
Uh, thanks,
but I have to take
my mother to dinner.
I told her I needed
to clear the air.
I predict a complete success.
Mmm. You don't know
my mother.
But I know you.
And I am always in your corner.