Highlander: The Raven (1998–1999): Season 1, Episode 11 - The Devil You Know - full transcript
While preparing security plans for an exhibit featuring a very expensive diamond, a former colleague of Nick is drugged by a disguised man. Worried that the security of the exhibit may be compromised, he asks Nick for help. Meanwhile, Amanda is courted by immortal Darryl Keenan--the same person who wants to steal the diamond--and he wants Amanda's help.
You're talking to bank security.
Bob Marshall speaking.
Yeah, Beth. Yeah, I sent it.
I always send it.
I don't remember when. Things
are really stacked up here.
I got this V. I. P. reception
for the Valentino Diamond
exhibit, and, uh--
Lighten up, Beth.
You know I haven't been late
with your check in three years.
What? Just-- Just a second.
Hold on. Hold on. Okay, Beth?
I'm gonna look.
Oh. Got it.
It's just been busy as hell
around here, okay?
I'll put it in the overnight.
You'll have it in the morning.
Okay? Fine. Bye.
What?
Got your lunch
for you, laddie.
Where's Jimmy?
Kid's out sick.
See what we have here.
One large black coffee.
It's a start.
Burger, well-done,
with extra onion.
I guess the missus is
gonna be sleepin' the other
side of the bed tonight.
Well, it's the ex-missus.
She can sleep under it
for all I care.
That'll be $12. 50.
Yeah. Just a sec.
Keep the change.
Thank you, laddie.
You're a splendid fella.
Yeah. Cheers.
Night-night.
Hold on a second.
I gotta clear it with Marshall.
Bob, I took it right
to the top, but there's
no more over... time.
Bob?
The son of a bitch
is drunk.
Once a drunk,
always a drunk.
She is immortal.
A thousand years old
and she cannot die.
A creature of legend...
like the raven,
a thief who stole the sun
and the moon.
They sent a warrior
to bring her back.
He found her.
Together, they brought back
light to the world.
I was a cop.
To me she was just a thief,
another day on the job.
But she wasn't--
She changed my life,
changed everything.
And both of us knew
from that moment on,
nothing would ever be
the same.
Amanda,
in or out tonight?
Oh, whatever.
I'll make a reservation
at Mario's.
Uh, you know, I'm really not
in the mood for Italian tonight.
Okay. What about the Thai
place on the corner?
Uh, too spicy.
French?
Too rich.
Tell you what. Why don't
you make the reservation?
Oh!
What?
You know, what if I move
the sofa over by the sideboard?
Or what if I put the sofa where
the chairs are and the chairs
in front of the fireplace?
Or we could put the chairs--
No, that won't work.
Amanda, whenever you start
buying new rugs...
and rearranging the furniture,
I know we're in trouble.
Oh, I just need
a change, Lucy.
I'm turning
into a fossil.
Must be the
end-of-the-century ennui.
I guess when you've gone down
with theTitanic,
been mauled by a lion, tangoed
on top of the Eiffel Tower--
Playing Trivial Pursuit
and having Chinese food just
doesn't hold the same appeal.
- Poor baby.
- Mmm.
- Mmm.
- Why don't I get it.
Mmm.
What is it?
Well, either Harry in the garage
has been drinking again...
or Evel Knievel just had a stunt
go terribly wrong...
on the freight elevator.
He is an Immortal,
and he's admired my work
over the centuries.
He'd like me to accept
this gift-- this small token--
and wants to hand me the keys
over dinner tomorrow tonight.
- Who?
- His name is Victor Hansen.
Never heard of him.
Oh, neither have I.
But, my God, he makes
a good first impression.
I would like you to ring up
my gentleman caller, Mr. Hansen,
and tell him
he's expected at 6:00.
So he found me passed out on my
desk with gin in my coffee cup.
You know I hate gin.
It tastes like horse piss.
So you think
this guy drugged you?
I don't think it, Nick.
Damn. Why is it so hard
for people to believe
I'm still off the booze?
Hey, whoa, whoa.
Relax. It's me, okay?
I'm on your side.
Yeah. You always were.
Look. Um, I'm, uh--
I'm really gonna need
your help on this one, kid.
You got it.
Anything missing?
My wallet. My gun.
Not a damn thing,
as far as I can tell.
What about in here?
Some weapons, ammo.
Security plans
for the building. I checked.
They're still there.
You mind if I take
a look anyway?
Hey, be my guest.
When was the last time
you saw these plans?
A couple of days ago.
A week, maybe. Why?
Smell.
Look at this.
These coffee stains
are fresh.
Son of a bitch got in.
The Valentino Diamond.
It's on tour.
It's coming tomorrow.
You'd better take a look
at your security plans.
Oh, fat chance. The idiots
who run this place are too
cheap to change anything.
Besides, they'll
think I made it all up
just to cover my own ass.
Hey, hey, hey. There.
There he is.
That's the guy.
There. There.
The son of a bitch...
came in the building,
and he never left.
How many ways out of here?
Just the front door.
Everything else is alarmed.
What about where
the old guy worked--
the lunch joint?
The regular guy
was out sick.
The regular guy's out sick?
The old guy disappears?
It's a setup.
It's a setup.
I'm gonna need your help
here, Nicky.
I mean, if that rock
gets stolen, I'm done.
Okay. I'll come by.
We'll talk tomorrow. Yeah?
Yeah.
Good.
I thought you had
that damn thing figured out.
I did.
It keeps changing.
I'm gonna have to set
my alarm for 3:00 a. m.
3:00 a. m. ?
What on earth for?
They're runningTo Catch a Thief
without commercials.
It's one of my favorites.
Ah, Cary Grant, Grace Kelly,
Monte Carlo in the springtime.
You know, Hitchcock wanted me
to be technical advisor on that.
Yeah, but you were busy
stealing the Brindisi Emeralds.
It paid more, darling.
And besides, Count Brindisi
was gorgeous.
Yeah, but Grace
got the prince.
Ah,c'est la vie.
Why don't I get it.
Hmm.
Hi, beautiful.
Hello.
Very nice.
You like it?
Oh, hello. What's new?
"What's new"? Let's see.
The stock market's in chaos.
My blood pressure's finally
leveled out. Michael Jordan
might stay with the Bulls.
Oh. What more
could a man want?
I don't know.
Maybe the Valentino Diamond.
Know anything about it?
Uh, 82-karat, blue-white,
triple-cut, brilliant,
mined in the Transvaal province
of South Africa in 1865...
by a short man named Raul.
Why? Are you buying
my Christmas present early?
I'll tell you what.
I'll get you a lump of coal,
and you can squeeze it yourself.
Charming.
I thought the Valentino was
in the Royal Gallery in London.
It was.
It's on national tour.
Really? Hmm.
Be a shame
if it were missing.
Would you relax?
Someone is not interested in it.
Did Myers put you on this one?
No. Good friend of mine's
in charge of security.
You really don't know
anything about it?
No. Just the quiet
vroom-vroom of my heart.
Vroom-vroom, huh? Okay.
Well, if you do hear anything,
you'll let me know, right?
But of course.
Okay. Nice bike.
- See you later, Lucy.
I'm sending no extra men.
No overtime, no excuses.
Okay. You're the boss.
- Gotta get a new battery.
- Ah.
Do I have to sign this?
Can I help whoever's next?
Excuse me?
Bob Marshall,
head of bank security.
Can I see your work order?
My work order? Sure.
Is there a problem, sir?
No, no. Just routine.
This, uh-- This says
"Gary Davis,"
and your I. D. says
"John Thompson. "
Yeah. Gary was called
out of town. Family emergency.
I'm filling in for him.
If you want to talk
to my dispatcher,
I can get him on the phone.
- Yeah. Why don't you do that.
- No problem.
Marshall's over there.
Okay. I don't know.
What do you think
about this one?
Amanda, nerves.
You've been dating
since 1397.
Oh, well, knowing my luck,
he's gonna be short and old,
and he's gonna have warts.
So does Robert Redford,
but I wouldn't kick him
out of bed.
Good point.
He's here. He's here.
Relax. I'll get it.
All right.
I'll stay here. Fine.
Oh, Lucy!
We need a signal.
Um, give him a glass of wine
if he's A-1.
And if he's a lox,
give him a beer,
and I'll go out the window.
- Am I overreacting?
- Oh, of course not.
Okay.
I'm Victor Hansen.
I hope I'm not too early.
No. I would say
you're just about perfect.
Come in, Mr. Handsome-- Hansen.
Please.
You can call me Victor.
And you can call me
anytime you want.
Would you like a glass
of wine, Victor?
Better yet, why don't I
open your champagne?
Ooh.
Why don't you go home, Wolfe?
My guys are all over this place.
Same reason you don't, Carl.
God, I hate
this job sometimes.
Mmm.
I'm off duty now.
You?
To Marsh.
To Marsh.
You know,
when I was a rookie cop,
he was my instructor.
"Get a pen, Wolfe.
Write this down.
You might learn something.
Got a pen? Get a pen. "
Tried to teach me
in six months what he
learned in 20 years.
He was the best damn cop
I knew.
Then Phil got shot;
he started living on the bottle.
Ain't easy
losing a partner.
I can't believe some crackerjack
just took him out.
You guys find anything?
A couple empty vials.
No. He's too smart.
This doesn't play.
It does if he was drunk.
No, he wasn't drunk.
He quit drinking two years ago.
People fall off
the wagon all the time.
He didn't, Carl!
I know he didn't.
Okay.
What about the Valentino?
What about it?
I heard the story.
Old guy drugged him.
What do you think?
I think Marsh was scared
to death of losing his job.
Now I gotta go tell Beth.
I want in
on this one, Carl.
No. You can't.
I owe it to him.
And you owe it to him.
And you owe it to me.
All right.
Sorry to keep you waiting.
Some things
are worth waiting for.
So nicely said.
Victor,
about the gift--
I couldn't possibly
accept it.
Sure, you can.
Okay.
Champagne, everyone.
- May I?
- Please.
Lucy.
Aren't you meeting
your niece at the movies?
You know my niece
lives in Cleveland.
Exactly, darling.
Let's see. 12:40.
Delivery guy enters bank,
goes to Marshall's office.
Twenty minutes later,
out comes some other guy.
No one else in or out
except the bank manager.
So what the hell is wrong
with this picture?
Hold it right there.
Young guy's shoes.
Same shoes
as the old delivery guy.
If it was a disguise,
it's a good one.
The guy got what he wanted,
and he got away clean.
So why was Marsh killed?
What would make sense?
Next day about 3:15, there's
Marsh talking to a repairman.
Fifteen minutes later,
he's killed in an alley
by a crackhead.
I don't buy it.
The repairman.
Give him a ponytail
and a mustache,
he becomes the other guy.
It's the eyes--
same blue eyes, same guy,
all three of 'em.
Did you really steal
Marie Antoinette's tiara?
Oh, darling, "steal"
is such a common word.
I really prefer
the term "liberated. "
And what about the time
you infiltrated the sultan's
harem in Constantinople?
1753, I believe it was.
I heard that you were
his favorite... dancer.
Well, at least until I liberated
the Star of Allah from him.
I was actually in Paris
when you liberated
the Gutenberg Bible.
Moi.
Toi. It had to be you.
Well, it's a small world.
Tell me. How did someone
so beautiful get to be so--
Clever? Witty? Faboo?
Beautiful.
Victor.
The motorcycle,
the champagne, the flattery,
it's wonderful.
But my spidey senses
are tingling.
Let me tell you
another way.
What the hell do you
want with me, Victor?
Well, we could begin
with the obvious.
Ah, not on the first date.
Why don't we have
some dinner,
get to know each other,
and then see what happens.
Okay. How does Italian sound?
I love Italian.
All right. So after
our espresso and dessert,
you can tell me
about your plan to "liberate"
the Valentino Diamond.
Let's see.
From what you've told me,
it sounds like you could
steal that diamond yourself.
I'm just a journeyman, Amanda.
A general practitioner.
Ooh, you can't open
a safe, can you?
This is a job
for a brain surgeon.
Oh, Doctor,
what lovely bedside manner.
To say nothing for
the two million dollars you'll
get for it on the black market.
Princess, this isn't
about money.
Oh, perish the thought.
I'm not gonna sell
the Valentino.
Really?
I'm gonna keep it.
I'll pay your half
out of my own account.
You'll pay me
one million dollars
from your own account?
It's a small price to pay
for perfection.
Make a wish.
You know, it didn't
happen this way.
Oh, music.
Hmm, wonder
what we could do now.
Now... we dance.
Victor, you didn't. Oh.
I confess. I did.
Do you like it?
You've outdone yourself.
For you, Amanda,
anything.
Well, there's this little spot
on the coast of Tuscany
in Livorno.
Don't tell me.
La Luna Maria.
Oh, I adore it there.
Especially the osso buco
and the mashed potatoes.
With the pesto.
Think they deliver?
We could try.
Maybe I should have
a T-shirt made up:
"I don't know where she is. "
Lucy, I really need to find her.
Oh, now honestly, Nick,
not a clue.
Now I don't mean to be rude,
but I have 8,000 shares...
to move on the Tokyo market
in the next three minutes.
No thanks to you.
What do you mean,
no thanks to me?
Well, the money
used to flow two ways
when she was a thief.
Now it only flows
one way: out.
Fine. I'll wait.
Oh, please-- trust me, Nick.
You don't want to be here
when she gets back.
You know, a job like this
takes a lot of thinking
and planning and blueprints.
Take a look at the bike.
I promise you won't
be disappointed.
Ah.
A million dollars for one
night's work, Amanda.
Wow. I haven't had an offer
like that since John
wanted to make Yoko jealous.
Make it a million
and a half.
How generous of you.
It's only money.
What else is there?
Nick, I promise you
I'll have her call you
the minute she comes home.
Amanda.
Nick.
Uh, Vic. Vic, Nick.
- Hello, Vic.
- Hi, Nick.
Good-bye, Nick.
Good-bye, Vic.
Sweet dreams, Amanda.
And to think a few
short hours ago, you were
turning into a fossil.
Let's go check
my new motorcycle.
You're a friend of Lucy's?
Isn't everyone?
I just met her tonight.
Lucy?
She's great.
Oh, yeah. She's great.
Nice lady.
Have we met before?
No. Although I've been getting
a lot of that lately.
My mistake.
I think so. I just have
one of those faces.
Huh. One of those faces.
Maybe.
So?
What?
What do you mean,
"What? " How was it?
Well, let's see.
The merlot was a little young,
the soup was a little salty,
and the pasta was not quite
as al dente as I'd prefer.
Amanda, you know
what I mean. How was he?
He was nice.
Nice?
A melon is nice.
All right.
He was more than nice.
He wants me to steal
the Valentino Diamond.
Are you gonna do it?
I fumfered.
You fumfered?
I didn't say yes;
I didn't say no.
We could use the money.
You said you were bored.
You said you were looking
for a challenge.
I know what I said.
A year ago, you would've
jumped at the chance.
Things are different now.
They are?
Sure. Maybe.
What do you think if--
Ah, forget it.
Sure. Whatever you say.
Was, uh, Nick waiting long?
Long for you,
or long for a mere mortal?
He was jealous, you know.
Of Victor?
No. Of the Easter bunny.
Amanda, if you're gonna
stop being a thief,
then do it for you,
not for anybody else.
Why don't you put
a nice pot of coffee on.
I think it's gonna be
a long and bumpy night.
You're gonna do it?
Maybe. Maybe.
Next time you call me
at 5:00 a. m. ,
I'll have to kill ya.
There'll be three sets
of prints: Amanda Montrose,
Lucy Becker and one more.
And that's the one?
That's the one.
- She in this with him?
- No.
Nick, I got
the ballistics report.
Shooter used a style piece:
nine-millimeter Baretta
with a silencer.
When's the last time
you heard of a crackhead using
a $500 piece, with a silencer?
I'll check this out.
Get some coffee.
Get out.
Busy night?
You broke into my house.
That seems
to be going around.
Next thing you know,
I'll be stealing your garbage.
A friend of mine
was murdered yesterday.
I'm sorry to hear that.
What does that have
to do with me, Nick?
Nothing. Maybe.
Remember the security guy
I told you about at the bank?
So you stole an empty bottle
to prove what? That I did it?
Sorry.
I've got a great alibi.
Well, it's your alibi
that I'm worried about.
Tell me about him.
Well, let's see.
He's about six feet tall,
185 pounds.
- Gives great presents.
- What's he do?
If you want his r? sum? ,
why don't you ask him yourself?
- What the hell is your problem?
- Me?
You are the one who
broke into my place first.
The guy you were with
last night--
Victor.
Victor. I think
he's a murderer.
Great.
Because I'm going out
with someone, he's
on your "most wanted" list?
You actually think
this is about jealousy?
Amanda, I don't care
if you like this guy or not.
I just want you to listen.
I'm listening to you.
I just don't hear any evidence.
He looks like a guy
in a surveillance tape.
Oh, looks like a guy.
He was in disguise.
In disguise. Ah.
Is that all you have?
I'm getting more.
You know, it wasn't
too long ago you thought
I was a murderer.
Do you know what this guy
wants from you? Do you?
You know, you saw us
together last night.
What do you think
he wants?
Okay. Once we interrupt
the feeds at the main box,
we'll have approximately
30 minutes to crack the vault.
It's a Kamura 3. 7,
so it's not
gonna be easy.
Am I boring you?
Amanda, what's wrong?
Did you murder
the head of security
at the bank yesterday?
What?
Just answer the question.
Okay.
No, I didn't murder anyone.
There. Feel better?
No. Didn't think so.
Believe me?
Hmm.
Didn't think so either.
Look. Let's just forget it.
You'd just walk away
from the Valentino?
I don't even own a damn gun.
I don't work that way.
I'm not evil. I'm not a killer.
I'm a thief, like you.
People think the worst,
but I just didn't
expect it from you.
Take them.
They're yours.
There'll be other diamonds,
other decades.
Too bad.
It could've been fun.
Victor.
Wolfe.
Wolfe?
Magnus, is that you?
Got a hit, but it looks like
some kind of a screwup.
Wait a minute.
I can't hear you. What?
Computer says the prints
belong to a dead guy.
What about the prints?
Nick! Nick!
Let me call you back.
My palms are sweating.
My stomach's doing
jumping jacks.
It's great, isn't it?
Yeah.
Okay. Let's
synchronize watches.
Straight up in three,
two, one-- Set.
Down!
I am not her keeper, Nick.
I don't know everything
she does, and frankly
I don't want to.
Lucy.
Listen to me carefully.
I understand you're trying
to protect her. So am I.
From him.
Please.
No, Lucy. His name's
not Victor Hansen.
It's Victor Cole,
and he's an Immortal.
Yesterday he killed
a friend of mine--
Bob Marshall.
He was head of security
at the bank where
the Valentino is.
I know you're loyal to her--
He tried to kill me today.
He's going to kill her.
They're going after
the diamond tonight.
Thank you. I need
to borrow your car.
It's in the shop.
Where's yours?
The engine blew.
All right.
It'll take 10 minutes
to crawl through the ducts...
and another two
to, uh, open the box.
All right.
I'll interrupt the power
supply at exactly 11:16.
You'll have five seconds
to override the alarm
on the back door.
Okay. Let's do it.
Amanda.
Be careful.
Bon chance.
Have a good trip.
Come on, Victor.
Throw the switch.
Thank you.
Three minutes
and counting.
Oh, my God.
Lucy, this better be good.
I told you to never
call me at work.
Security's disarmed.
It's all ours.
Perfect timing,
Amanda. Come on.
We've got 30 minutes
to get that vault open.
What did I miss?
If they were giving
Academy Awards for B. S. , Victor,
you'd be king of the world.
The clock is ticking.
Can it wait?
No.
You told me exactly
what I wanted to hear
when I wanted to hear it.
You have a real gift for that.
I thought
we worked this out.
Please, darling. I don't have
time for our Harlequin moments.
I knew you were
too good to be true.
So, Wolfe survived.
You know,
there's only one thing...
that pisses me off more
than being made a fool of,
and that's having someone
try to kill my friends.
What's the matter, darling?
At a loss for words?
I was hoping this would wait
until I had the diamond.
- Nick, don't!
- He's mine!
Hey, Vic!
Be sure to write.
Leave it, Nick!
That one's for Marsh.
It's up to the dive team now.
Good luck finding the body.
What are you
talkin' about, Wolfe?
Where you goin'?
Nick!
I was doin' us
a favor here.
Wow.
Well, it's amazing
what they can do
with Bondo these days.
It's just a scratch. Be back
on the street in no time.
Well, it's a good thing
you got wheels.
What's this?
It's yours.
A little
peace offering.
You're kidding?
I think the appropriate
response would be
"Thank you, Amanda. "
The headlight's smashed.
What is that, a paint chip?
You're gonna have to replace
that front wheel.
Whose fault is that?
I didn't come through
the door at Mach 4.
I was in a rush.
A friend of mine was about
to get her head chopped off.
Are we still friends?
Look. Victor--
He came into my life
at exactly the wrong time.
You know, it's like some
great cosmic tumbler
just clicked into place,
and he was sent in
to test me.
Some test.
Yeah. I failed it.
Wasn't the first time.
I am sure
it won't be the last.
No. I'm sure.
Come on.
Let's go for a ride.
- I promise not to go too fast.
- I don't break that easily.
What?
He's out there.
He's gonna come back one day.
Welcome to my world.
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Bob Marshall speaking.
Yeah, Beth. Yeah, I sent it.
I always send it.
I don't remember when. Things
are really stacked up here.
I got this V. I. P. reception
for the Valentino Diamond
exhibit, and, uh--
Lighten up, Beth.
You know I haven't been late
with your check in three years.
What? Just-- Just a second.
Hold on. Hold on. Okay, Beth?
I'm gonna look.
Oh. Got it.
It's just been busy as hell
around here, okay?
I'll put it in the overnight.
You'll have it in the morning.
Okay? Fine. Bye.
What?
Got your lunch
for you, laddie.
Where's Jimmy?
Kid's out sick.
See what we have here.
One large black coffee.
It's a start.
Burger, well-done,
with extra onion.
I guess the missus is
gonna be sleepin' the other
side of the bed tonight.
Well, it's the ex-missus.
She can sleep under it
for all I care.
That'll be $12. 50.
Yeah. Just a sec.
Keep the change.
Thank you, laddie.
You're a splendid fella.
Yeah. Cheers.
Night-night.
Hold on a second.
I gotta clear it with Marshall.
Bob, I took it right
to the top, but there's
no more over... time.
Bob?
The son of a bitch
is drunk.
Once a drunk,
always a drunk.
She is immortal.
A thousand years old
and she cannot die.
A creature of legend...
like the raven,
a thief who stole the sun
and the moon.
They sent a warrior
to bring her back.
He found her.
Together, they brought back
light to the world.
I was a cop.
To me she was just a thief,
another day on the job.
But she wasn't--
She changed my life,
changed everything.
And both of us knew
from that moment on,
nothing would ever be
the same.
Amanda,
in or out tonight?
Oh, whatever.
I'll make a reservation
at Mario's.
Uh, you know, I'm really not
in the mood for Italian tonight.
Okay. What about the Thai
place on the corner?
Uh, too spicy.
French?
Too rich.
Tell you what. Why don't
you make the reservation?
Oh!
What?
You know, what if I move
the sofa over by the sideboard?
Or what if I put the sofa where
the chairs are and the chairs
in front of the fireplace?
Or we could put the chairs--
No, that won't work.
Amanda, whenever you start
buying new rugs...
and rearranging the furniture,
I know we're in trouble.
Oh, I just need
a change, Lucy.
I'm turning
into a fossil.
Must be the
end-of-the-century ennui.
I guess when you've gone down
with theTitanic,
been mauled by a lion, tangoed
on top of the Eiffel Tower--
Playing Trivial Pursuit
and having Chinese food just
doesn't hold the same appeal.
- Poor baby.
- Mmm.
- Mmm.
- Why don't I get it.
Mmm.
What is it?
Well, either Harry in the garage
has been drinking again...
or Evel Knievel just had a stunt
go terribly wrong...
on the freight elevator.
He is an Immortal,
and he's admired my work
over the centuries.
He'd like me to accept
this gift-- this small token--
and wants to hand me the keys
over dinner tomorrow tonight.
- Who?
- His name is Victor Hansen.
Never heard of him.
Oh, neither have I.
But, my God, he makes
a good first impression.
I would like you to ring up
my gentleman caller, Mr. Hansen,
and tell him
he's expected at 6:00.
So he found me passed out on my
desk with gin in my coffee cup.
You know I hate gin.
It tastes like horse piss.
So you think
this guy drugged you?
I don't think it, Nick.
Damn. Why is it so hard
for people to believe
I'm still off the booze?
Hey, whoa, whoa.
Relax. It's me, okay?
I'm on your side.
Yeah. You always were.
Look. Um, I'm, uh--
I'm really gonna need
your help on this one, kid.
You got it.
Anything missing?
My wallet. My gun.
Not a damn thing,
as far as I can tell.
What about in here?
Some weapons, ammo.
Security plans
for the building. I checked.
They're still there.
You mind if I take
a look anyway?
Hey, be my guest.
When was the last time
you saw these plans?
A couple of days ago.
A week, maybe. Why?
Smell.
Look at this.
These coffee stains
are fresh.
Son of a bitch got in.
The Valentino Diamond.
It's on tour.
It's coming tomorrow.
You'd better take a look
at your security plans.
Oh, fat chance. The idiots
who run this place are too
cheap to change anything.
Besides, they'll
think I made it all up
just to cover my own ass.
Hey, hey, hey. There.
There he is.
That's the guy.
There. There.
The son of a bitch...
came in the building,
and he never left.
How many ways out of here?
Just the front door.
Everything else is alarmed.
What about where
the old guy worked--
the lunch joint?
The regular guy
was out sick.
The regular guy's out sick?
The old guy disappears?
It's a setup.
It's a setup.
I'm gonna need your help
here, Nicky.
I mean, if that rock
gets stolen, I'm done.
Okay. I'll come by.
We'll talk tomorrow. Yeah?
Yeah.
Good.
I thought you had
that damn thing figured out.
I did.
It keeps changing.
I'm gonna have to set
my alarm for 3:00 a. m.
3:00 a. m. ?
What on earth for?
They're runningTo Catch a Thief
without commercials.
It's one of my favorites.
Ah, Cary Grant, Grace Kelly,
Monte Carlo in the springtime.
You know, Hitchcock wanted me
to be technical advisor on that.
Yeah, but you were busy
stealing the Brindisi Emeralds.
It paid more, darling.
And besides, Count Brindisi
was gorgeous.
Yeah, but Grace
got the prince.
Ah,c'est la vie.
Why don't I get it.
Hmm.
Hi, beautiful.
Hello.
Very nice.
You like it?
Oh, hello. What's new?
"What's new"? Let's see.
The stock market's in chaos.
My blood pressure's finally
leveled out. Michael Jordan
might stay with the Bulls.
Oh. What more
could a man want?
I don't know.
Maybe the Valentino Diamond.
Know anything about it?
Uh, 82-karat, blue-white,
triple-cut, brilliant,
mined in the Transvaal province
of South Africa in 1865...
by a short man named Raul.
Why? Are you buying
my Christmas present early?
I'll tell you what.
I'll get you a lump of coal,
and you can squeeze it yourself.
Charming.
I thought the Valentino was
in the Royal Gallery in London.
It was.
It's on national tour.
Really? Hmm.
Be a shame
if it were missing.
Would you relax?
Someone is not interested in it.
Did Myers put you on this one?
No. Good friend of mine's
in charge of security.
You really don't know
anything about it?
No. Just the quiet
vroom-vroom of my heart.
Vroom-vroom, huh? Okay.
Well, if you do hear anything,
you'll let me know, right?
But of course.
Okay. Nice bike.
- See you later, Lucy.
I'm sending no extra men.
No overtime, no excuses.
Okay. You're the boss.
- Gotta get a new battery.
- Ah.
Do I have to sign this?
Can I help whoever's next?
Excuse me?
Bob Marshall,
head of bank security.
Can I see your work order?
My work order? Sure.
Is there a problem, sir?
No, no. Just routine.
This, uh-- This says
"Gary Davis,"
and your I. D. says
"John Thompson. "
Yeah. Gary was called
out of town. Family emergency.
I'm filling in for him.
If you want to talk
to my dispatcher,
I can get him on the phone.
- Yeah. Why don't you do that.
- No problem.
Marshall's over there.
Okay. I don't know.
What do you think
about this one?
Amanda, nerves.
You've been dating
since 1397.
Oh, well, knowing my luck,
he's gonna be short and old,
and he's gonna have warts.
So does Robert Redford,
but I wouldn't kick him
out of bed.
Good point.
He's here. He's here.
Relax. I'll get it.
All right.
I'll stay here. Fine.
Oh, Lucy!
We need a signal.
Um, give him a glass of wine
if he's A-1.
And if he's a lox,
give him a beer,
and I'll go out the window.
- Am I overreacting?
- Oh, of course not.
Okay.
I'm Victor Hansen.
I hope I'm not too early.
No. I would say
you're just about perfect.
Come in, Mr. Handsome-- Hansen.
Please.
You can call me Victor.
And you can call me
anytime you want.
Would you like a glass
of wine, Victor?
Better yet, why don't I
open your champagne?
Ooh.
Why don't you go home, Wolfe?
My guys are all over this place.
Same reason you don't, Carl.
God, I hate
this job sometimes.
Mmm.
I'm off duty now.
You?
To Marsh.
To Marsh.
You know,
when I was a rookie cop,
he was my instructor.
"Get a pen, Wolfe.
Write this down.
You might learn something.
Got a pen? Get a pen. "
Tried to teach me
in six months what he
learned in 20 years.
He was the best damn cop
I knew.
Then Phil got shot;
he started living on the bottle.
Ain't easy
losing a partner.
I can't believe some crackerjack
just took him out.
You guys find anything?
A couple empty vials.
No. He's too smart.
This doesn't play.
It does if he was drunk.
No, he wasn't drunk.
He quit drinking two years ago.
People fall off
the wagon all the time.
He didn't, Carl!
I know he didn't.
Okay.
What about the Valentino?
What about it?
I heard the story.
Old guy drugged him.
What do you think?
I think Marsh was scared
to death of losing his job.
Now I gotta go tell Beth.
I want in
on this one, Carl.
No. You can't.
I owe it to him.
And you owe it to him.
And you owe it to me.
All right.
Sorry to keep you waiting.
Some things
are worth waiting for.
So nicely said.
Victor,
about the gift--
I couldn't possibly
accept it.
Sure, you can.
Okay.
Champagne, everyone.
- May I?
- Please.
Lucy.
Aren't you meeting
your niece at the movies?
You know my niece
lives in Cleveland.
Exactly, darling.
Let's see. 12:40.
Delivery guy enters bank,
goes to Marshall's office.
Twenty minutes later,
out comes some other guy.
No one else in or out
except the bank manager.
So what the hell is wrong
with this picture?
Hold it right there.
Young guy's shoes.
Same shoes
as the old delivery guy.
If it was a disguise,
it's a good one.
The guy got what he wanted,
and he got away clean.
So why was Marsh killed?
What would make sense?
Next day about 3:15, there's
Marsh talking to a repairman.
Fifteen minutes later,
he's killed in an alley
by a crackhead.
I don't buy it.
The repairman.
Give him a ponytail
and a mustache,
he becomes the other guy.
It's the eyes--
same blue eyes, same guy,
all three of 'em.
Did you really steal
Marie Antoinette's tiara?
Oh, darling, "steal"
is such a common word.
I really prefer
the term "liberated. "
And what about the time
you infiltrated the sultan's
harem in Constantinople?
1753, I believe it was.
I heard that you were
his favorite... dancer.
Well, at least until I liberated
the Star of Allah from him.
I was actually in Paris
when you liberated
the Gutenberg Bible.
Moi.
Toi. It had to be you.
Well, it's a small world.
Tell me. How did someone
so beautiful get to be so--
Clever? Witty? Faboo?
Beautiful.
Victor.
The motorcycle,
the champagne, the flattery,
it's wonderful.
But my spidey senses
are tingling.
Let me tell you
another way.
What the hell do you
want with me, Victor?
Well, we could begin
with the obvious.
Ah, not on the first date.
Why don't we have
some dinner,
get to know each other,
and then see what happens.
Okay. How does Italian sound?
I love Italian.
All right. So after
our espresso and dessert,
you can tell me
about your plan to "liberate"
the Valentino Diamond.
Let's see.
From what you've told me,
it sounds like you could
steal that diamond yourself.
I'm just a journeyman, Amanda.
A general practitioner.
Ooh, you can't open
a safe, can you?
This is a job
for a brain surgeon.
Oh, Doctor,
what lovely bedside manner.
To say nothing for
the two million dollars you'll
get for it on the black market.
Princess, this isn't
about money.
Oh, perish the thought.
I'm not gonna sell
the Valentino.
Really?
I'm gonna keep it.
I'll pay your half
out of my own account.
You'll pay me
one million dollars
from your own account?
It's a small price to pay
for perfection.
Make a wish.
You know, it didn't
happen this way.
Oh, music.
Hmm, wonder
what we could do now.
Now... we dance.
Victor, you didn't. Oh.
I confess. I did.
Do you like it?
You've outdone yourself.
For you, Amanda,
anything.
Well, there's this little spot
on the coast of Tuscany
in Livorno.
Don't tell me.
La Luna Maria.
Oh, I adore it there.
Especially the osso buco
and the mashed potatoes.
With the pesto.
Think they deliver?
We could try.
Maybe I should have
a T-shirt made up:
"I don't know where she is. "
Lucy, I really need to find her.
Oh, now honestly, Nick,
not a clue.
Now I don't mean to be rude,
but I have 8,000 shares...
to move on the Tokyo market
in the next three minutes.
No thanks to you.
What do you mean,
no thanks to me?
Well, the money
used to flow two ways
when she was a thief.
Now it only flows
one way: out.
Fine. I'll wait.
Oh, please-- trust me, Nick.
You don't want to be here
when she gets back.
You know, a job like this
takes a lot of thinking
and planning and blueprints.
Take a look at the bike.
I promise you won't
be disappointed.
Ah.
A million dollars for one
night's work, Amanda.
Wow. I haven't had an offer
like that since John
wanted to make Yoko jealous.
Make it a million
and a half.
How generous of you.
It's only money.
What else is there?
Nick, I promise you
I'll have her call you
the minute she comes home.
Amanda.
Nick.
Uh, Vic. Vic, Nick.
- Hello, Vic.
- Hi, Nick.
Good-bye, Nick.
Good-bye, Vic.
Sweet dreams, Amanda.
And to think a few
short hours ago, you were
turning into a fossil.
Let's go check
my new motorcycle.
You're a friend of Lucy's?
Isn't everyone?
I just met her tonight.
Lucy?
She's great.
Oh, yeah. She's great.
Nice lady.
Have we met before?
No. Although I've been getting
a lot of that lately.
My mistake.
I think so. I just have
one of those faces.
Huh. One of those faces.
Maybe.
So?
What?
What do you mean,
"What? " How was it?
Well, let's see.
The merlot was a little young,
the soup was a little salty,
and the pasta was not quite
as al dente as I'd prefer.
Amanda, you know
what I mean. How was he?
He was nice.
Nice?
A melon is nice.
All right.
He was more than nice.
He wants me to steal
the Valentino Diamond.
Are you gonna do it?
I fumfered.
You fumfered?
I didn't say yes;
I didn't say no.
We could use the money.
You said you were bored.
You said you were looking
for a challenge.
I know what I said.
A year ago, you would've
jumped at the chance.
Things are different now.
They are?
Sure. Maybe.
What do you think if--
Ah, forget it.
Sure. Whatever you say.
Was, uh, Nick waiting long?
Long for you,
or long for a mere mortal?
He was jealous, you know.
Of Victor?
No. Of the Easter bunny.
Amanda, if you're gonna
stop being a thief,
then do it for you,
not for anybody else.
Why don't you put
a nice pot of coffee on.
I think it's gonna be
a long and bumpy night.
You're gonna do it?
Maybe. Maybe.
Next time you call me
at 5:00 a. m. ,
I'll have to kill ya.
There'll be three sets
of prints: Amanda Montrose,
Lucy Becker and one more.
And that's the one?
That's the one.
- She in this with him?
- No.
Nick, I got
the ballistics report.
Shooter used a style piece:
nine-millimeter Baretta
with a silencer.
When's the last time
you heard of a crackhead using
a $500 piece, with a silencer?
I'll check this out.
Get some coffee.
Get out.
Busy night?
You broke into my house.
That seems
to be going around.
Next thing you know,
I'll be stealing your garbage.
A friend of mine
was murdered yesterday.
I'm sorry to hear that.
What does that have
to do with me, Nick?
Nothing. Maybe.
Remember the security guy
I told you about at the bank?
So you stole an empty bottle
to prove what? That I did it?
Sorry.
I've got a great alibi.
Well, it's your alibi
that I'm worried about.
Tell me about him.
Well, let's see.
He's about six feet tall,
185 pounds.
- Gives great presents.
- What's he do?
If you want his r? sum? ,
why don't you ask him yourself?
- What the hell is your problem?
- Me?
You are the one who
broke into my place first.
The guy you were with
last night--
Victor.
Victor. I think
he's a murderer.
Great.
Because I'm going out
with someone, he's
on your "most wanted" list?
You actually think
this is about jealousy?
Amanda, I don't care
if you like this guy or not.
I just want you to listen.
I'm listening to you.
I just don't hear any evidence.
He looks like a guy
in a surveillance tape.
Oh, looks like a guy.
He was in disguise.
In disguise. Ah.
Is that all you have?
I'm getting more.
You know, it wasn't
too long ago you thought
I was a murderer.
Do you know what this guy
wants from you? Do you?
You know, you saw us
together last night.
What do you think
he wants?
Okay. Once we interrupt
the feeds at the main box,
we'll have approximately
30 minutes to crack the vault.
It's a Kamura 3. 7,
so it's not
gonna be easy.
Am I boring you?
Amanda, what's wrong?
Did you murder
the head of security
at the bank yesterday?
What?
Just answer the question.
Okay.
No, I didn't murder anyone.
There. Feel better?
No. Didn't think so.
Believe me?
Hmm.
Didn't think so either.
Look. Let's just forget it.
You'd just walk away
from the Valentino?
I don't even own a damn gun.
I don't work that way.
I'm not evil. I'm not a killer.
I'm a thief, like you.
People think the worst,
but I just didn't
expect it from you.
Take them.
They're yours.
There'll be other diamonds,
other decades.
Too bad.
It could've been fun.
Victor.
Wolfe.
Wolfe?
Magnus, is that you?
Got a hit, but it looks like
some kind of a screwup.
Wait a minute.
I can't hear you. What?
Computer says the prints
belong to a dead guy.
What about the prints?
Nick! Nick!
Let me call you back.
My palms are sweating.
My stomach's doing
jumping jacks.
It's great, isn't it?
Yeah.
Okay. Let's
synchronize watches.
Straight up in three,
two, one-- Set.
Down!
I am not her keeper, Nick.
I don't know everything
she does, and frankly
I don't want to.
Lucy.
Listen to me carefully.
I understand you're trying
to protect her. So am I.
From him.
Please.
No, Lucy. His name's
not Victor Hansen.
It's Victor Cole,
and he's an Immortal.
Yesterday he killed
a friend of mine--
Bob Marshall.
He was head of security
at the bank where
the Valentino is.
I know you're loyal to her--
He tried to kill me today.
He's going to kill her.
They're going after
the diamond tonight.
Thank you. I need
to borrow your car.
It's in the shop.
Where's yours?
The engine blew.
All right.
It'll take 10 minutes
to crawl through the ducts...
and another two
to, uh, open the box.
All right.
I'll interrupt the power
supply at exactly 11:16.
You'll have five seconds
to override the alarm
on the back door.
Okay. Let's do it.
Amanda.
Be careful.
Bon chance.
Have a good trip.
Come on, Victor.
Throw the switch.
Thank you.
Three minutes
and counting.
Oh, my God.
Lucy, this better be good.
I told you to never
call me at work.
Security's disarmed.
It's all ours.
Perfect timing,
Amanda. Come on.
We've got 30 minutes
to get that vault open.
What did I miss?
If they were giving
Academy Awards for B. S. , Victor,
you'd be king of the world.
The clock is ticking.
Can it wait?
No.
You told me exactly
what I wanted to hear
when I wanted to hear it.
You have a real gift for that.
I thought
we worked this out.
Please, darling. I don't have
time for our Harlequin moments.
I knew you were
too good to be true.
So, Wolfe survived.
You know,
there's only one thing...
that pisses me off more
than being made a fool of,
and that's having someone
try to kill my friends.
What's the matter, darling?
At a loss for words?
I was hoping this would wait
until I had the diamond.
- Nick, don't!
- He's mine!
Hey, Vic!
Be sure to write.
Leave it, Nick!
That one's for Marsh.
It's up to the dive team now.
Good luck finding the body.
What are you
talkin' about, Wolfe?
Where you goin'?
Nick!
I was doin' us
a favor here.
Wow.
Well, it's amazing
what they can do
with Bondo these days.
It's just a scratch. Be back
on the street in no time.
Well, it's a good thing
you got wheels.
What's this?
It's yours.
A little
peace offering.
You're kidding?
I think the appropriate
response would be
"Thank you, Amanda. "
The headlight's smashed.
What is that, a paint chip?
You're gonna have to replace
that front wheel.
Whose fault is that?
I didn't come through
the door at Mach 4.
I was in a rush.
A friend of mine was about
to get her head chopped off.
Are we still friends?
Look. Victor--
He came into my life
at exactly the wrong time.
You know, it's like some
great cosmic tumbler
just clicked into place,
and he was sent in
to test me.
Some test.
Yeah. I failed it.
Wasn't the first time.
I am sure
it won't be the last.
No. I'm sure.
Come on.
Let's go for a ride.
- I promise not to go too fast.
- I don't break that easily.
What?
He's out there.
He's gonna come back one day.
Welcome to my world.
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