Moonlighting (1985–1989): Season 4, Episode 3 - Take a Left at the Altar - full transcript
It's been a week and David is desperate to hear from Maddie, who is still at home and starting to worry her father. A groom supposedly goes missing on his wedding day and the bride's brother wants Blue Moon to find him.
♪ Come Walk The Night ♪
♪ Come Fly By Day ♪
♪ Something Is Sweeter ♪
♪ 'cause We Met
On The Way ♪
♪ Moonlighting Strangers ♪
♪ Who Just Met
On The Way ♪
♪ Who Just Met
On The Way ♪♪
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♪ He Is Now
To Be Among You ♪
♪ In The Calling
Of Your Hearts ♪
♪ Rest Assured
This Troubadour ♪
♪ Is Acting
On His Part ♪
♪ The Union Of
Your Spirits Here ♪
♪ Has Caused Him
To Remain ♪
♪ For Whenever Two
Or More Of You ♪
♪ Are Gathered
In His Name ♪
♪ There Is Love ♪
♪ There Is Love... ♪
I Thought
You Might Be Craig.
No. Did You Try
To Call Again?
No.
Well, Don't You
Think You Should?
Jackie, Don't You
Think You Should
Call Him Again?
I Never Called Him
The First Time.
What?
I'm Sure He's
Just Running Late.
He Always Loses
Track Of Time.
Maybe He Had
Car Trouble.
He Doesn't Know
How To Call A Cab?
I Don't Want Him To Think
I Don't Trust Him.
Jackie,
The Guy's Wedding
Was Supposed To Start
20 Minutes Ago
And He Hasn't
Even Called.
I'm Afraid
To Call Him.
♪ As It Was
In The Beginning ♪
♪ It Is Now
Until The End ♪
♪ Woman Draws Her
Life From Man ♪
♪ And Gives It
Back Again ♪
we're Sorry.
the Number You Have Reached
Has Been Disconnected.
there Is No
New Number.
Mullins?
It's Bryant Wilbourne.
Agnes. Front And Center.
Come On, Up Periscope.
Lights On.
Pretend You're Home.
Did She Call?
No. She Didn't.
What Time Did
You Get Here?
5 A.M.
7 A.M. Chicago Time.
Just Like
You Asked Me.
And You've Been
Here All Morning?
You Didn't
Go Downstairs
For Coffee
And A Danish?
You Didn't Go
Down The Hall
To The Bathroom?
It's Still Early.
Did She Give You
Any Idea
When She Might Call?
Agnes, If I Knew That,
Do You Think
I'd Send Out
For The Same Crummy
Chinese Food Every Night?
Do You Think My Stereo
Would Be Collecting Dust
Because I'm Afraid
I'll Miss Her Ring?
Do You Think
I'd Actually Hang Up
On An Obscene
Phone Call
Because I Didn't Want
To Tie Up The Line?
No...
I Don't Know
When She'll Call.
Make Sure You Put In
For The Overtime.
Beepers!
What?
I Got The Beepers.
There's Some Kaopectate
In Mr. Addison's Bathroom.
Oh, Agnes,
You Joker, You.
No, Agnes.
Telephone Beepers,
For Mr. Addison.
His Own State-Of-The-Art
Telephone Pager,
So Now He'll Never
Have To Worry
About Missing
Another Call.
Ohh...
I Took The Initiative
Of Picking These Up
On The Way To Work,
So That Now...
Now You Will Never
Have To Leave
A Warm, Cozy Bed
At 4:00 In
The Morning Again.
And We...
Can Sleep In.
Ohh...Sleep.
Sleep Is Good.
Well, Actually,
I Was Thinking
About That Thing
That Immediately Precedes
A Good, Sound Sleep.
Ohh...
Got A Light?
Yeah, Sure.
You Know
What They Say.
Three On A Match--
Bad Luck.
Let's Hope So.
What Happened
To Pollyanna?
His Wife
Left Him Yesterday.
No.
Yes.
I Think He's Trying
To Kill Himself,
Except He's Afraid
Of Sharp Objects
And Guns.
Jeez. Just Up
And Left Him, Huh?
Seems Like Everywhere
You Look These Days,
Someone's Leaving
Someone Else.
[Knock On Door]
Come In.
Sir?
I've Brought Beepers.
Beepers?
The Circus Clown?
No, Sir.
Telephone Beepers.
Thought One
Would Come In Handy.
What Happened?
Didn't Want To
Split The Family?
Well, I Brought
Several On Approval
So You Can See Which
One You Like.
Oh, I Don't Care.
Just Pick One And
Give Me The Receipt.
Oh, I Couldn't.
I Mean,
It Wouldn't Be Right.
A Man's Beeper Is
Kind Of A Personal Thing.
All Right, All Right.
I'll Take This One
Right Here.
Uh, That One, Sir?
What's Wrong
With It?
Nothing.
Nothing At All.
It's Just Not The Most
Aesthetically Pleasing
In The Bunch,
Tonally Speaking.
It's Got This
Irritating Nasal Quality.
It's Kind Of Like
"Nyeep, Nyeep!
Nyeep! Nyeep!"
And While You Don't Want
A Wimpy "Peep, Peep, Peep,"
What You Need Is A Solid,
Fully Committed "Beep!"
Fine. I'll Take
This One Right Here.
Not A Bad Little Unit,
As Long As You're
Not Worried About
Ruining The Line
Of Your Suit.
You Notice That
It's Not As Compact
As Some Of Your More
Streamlined Models.
Thank You, Burt.
Now, If You'll Excuse--
Such As
The Microsonic 220x,
Featuring A Sleek,
Sturdy Design
And Digital Readout.
But If I Were You,
I Wouldn't Want
To Overlook The C-2000...
With A Separate Tone
For Emergency Calls
And An Optional
Extended Service Policy.
Sold.
But--
Put A Bow On It!
Wrap It Up!
Excellent Choice, Sir.
If You Don't Mind,
Mr. Viola,
My Beeper And I
Would Like A Few
Moments Alone...
Together.
Yes, Sir.
By All Means.
Mr. Addison,
There's One More Thing.
Make It A Fast
Thing, Burt.
I Realize You're
Probably Feeling
A Little Overwhelmed
Right Now
With Miss Hayes
Being Gone...
From A Business
Point Of View.
What Are You
Talking About?
Secretaries'
Skirts Are Shorter.
Liquor Cabinet's
Full Of Booze.
Since She
Flew The Coop,
Things Have Never
Run Smoother.
Yes, Sir.
Sir, When A Leg
Is Amputated,
The Patient
Often Believes
He Can Still
Feel Sensation
In The Missing Limb.
Sometimes He'll Even
Try To Take A Walk
Because He's Forgotten
That He Only Has One Leg.
The Odd Socks
In The Dryer
Ought To Jar His Memory.
Now, Unless This Patient
Is Extremely Careful,
He's Headed For A Nasty
Tumble Down The Stairs.
What I'm Trying To Say
To You, Sir, Is,
If You Need To
Lean On Me, I'm Here.
I'll Call You At The
First Sign Of Gangrene.
I'm Worried About
Your Personal Life.
It's No Secret To Anybody
That You And Miss Hayes...
Burt! Burt! The Reason They
Call It A Personal Life
Is Because
It Is Personal!
Your Own. Private.
It's None
Of Your Business.
I Just Want To Do
Everything I Can
To Make This Time
Easier For You.
Good. Here's How
You Can Start.
Take These Beepers,
Get In Your Car,
And Head East.
I Want To See
How Far We Can Go
Before You're Actually
Out Of Beeper Range.
But That Would Be
At Least 150 Miles!
You're Gonna Need
Some Money For Gas.
But Mr. Addison--
Don't Worry About Me.
I'll Pay Myself Back
Out Of Petty Cash.
Get On The Road,
And Wait
For Me To Beep.
Mr. Addison,
There's Someone's
Here To See You.
Should I
Send Them In?
Oh, What The Hell?
she Said He
Wanted To See Me.
You Got Money For Gas,
And Your Choice
Of Freeways.
I Don't Think I
Should Leave.
I Don't Think You
Have Much Choice.
Mr. Addison--
Am-Scray.
Just Hear Me Out.
Suppose You
Take This Case?
And Suppose That Beeper
Starts Beeping?
And Just Suppose
It's Miss Hayes?
She's Come Back
To Her Senses.
She Wants Nothing
More From Life
Than To Feel
Your Heart
Pounding Against Hers.
You Paint Quite
A Picture, Burt.
She Wants You To
Drop Everything
And Come Right Away
To Chicago,
But You Can't
Do That
Because You're
Up To Your Eyeballs
In The Case That's
About To Walk
Through That Door.
You Need Somebody To
Backstop You, Sir.
Excuse Me.
Am I Interrupting?
No, Not At All.
Come On In.
I'm David Addison.
Bryant Wilbourne.
How Do You Do,
Mr. Wilbourne?
This Is My Associate,
Burt Viola.
A Pleasure.
A Real Pleasure.
Have A Seat,
Mr. Wilbourne.
Thank You.
What Can We
Do For You?
I'm Visiting
From New York.
I Saw Your Ad
In The Yellow Pages.
Do You Handle
Missing Persons?
Oh, Absolutely.
We Need A Recent
Photograph
The Person's Name,
And Any Aliases
Under Which
He Or She
Has Been Operating.
Last Know Where--
Who Is This Person
That's Missing?
I'm Afraid It's
A Bit Complicated.
It's A Family
Matter, Actually.
My Family
Consists Of Myself
And My Sister
Jaqueline--Jackie.
Our Parents
Were Killed
In An Automobile
Accident
Over 20 Years Ago.
She Was Still A Young
Child At The Time,
And I Raised Her,
Which, Believe Me,
Has Been No Small Task.
Jackie Has Never Been
A Very Happy Person.
It's Like She Was
Born In A Funk
And She Never
Got Out Of It.
My Parents' Death
Only Made That Worse.
Don't Misunderstand Me.
I Love My Sister
Very Much,
Or I Wouldn't Be Here.
And You Want Us
To Find Her?
No, No.
Not Jackie.
My Sister Is, Uh...
An Extremely
Fragile Person.
A Few Years Ago...
She Had A Breakdown.
After She Got Out
Of The Hospital,
She Moved Out Here.
She Thought
The Change Of Scenery
Would Be Healthy.
Anyway, I Paid Her Rent,
And She
Took Art Classes
And Wrote Me Letters
That Sounded...
Well, Like Jackie.
Then A Few Months Ago,
The Letters Changed.
She Started
Writing About
The Beautiful Weather
And The Neighbors
That She'd Met
And The Garden
She Was Planting,
And A Man.
After A While,
The Letters Started
To Speak A Lot
Less Of The Garden
And The Neighbors
And A Lot More
Of The Man.
[Sigh]
I Flew Into Town
For Their Wedding,
Which Was Supposed
To Have Been Yesterday,
Only The Groom
Never Showed Up.
He's A Pilot,
So I Clung To The Hope
That He'd Been Delayed.
Finally, I Drove
Out To His House,
And There Was Nothing--
No Furniture,
No Clothes.
He Disappeared.
His Name
Is Craig Mullins.
Needless To Say,
My Sister Is A Wreck.
Needless To Say,
It's Worth A Great Deal
To Me To Find This Man.
Well, I Can Certainly
Understand Your Position.
Although I Don't Feel Too
Good About Finding A Man
Just So You Can
Mop Up The Floor With Him.
No, It's Not Like
That At All.
I Think I Could Make
It Worth His While
To Reconsider.
I'd Like You
To Find Him
And Tell Him
About The Dowry
I'm Willing
To Propose.
Dowry.
Mr. Addison,
May I Speak With You
In Private For A Moment?
Will You Excuse Me
For A Minute?
What Is It, Burt?
I've Solved It.
What?
I've Solved It.
I Have Cracked
This Case So Wide Open,
You Could Stampede
A Herd Of Heifers
Through The Opening.
I Can Smell The
Manure From Here.
Yeah, I'm Starting
To Get A Whiff
Of Something Myself.
It's Abundantly Clear.
There's No Sister.
There Never Was.
The Way I Figure It,
This Guy, Mr. Wilbourne--
If That's His Real Name--
Wants Us To Believe--
Forgive
The Interruption.
So...You Want Us
To Find This Guy
So You Can Pay Him
To Marry Your Sister.
Mr. Addison,
I Believe This Man
Loves My Sister.
He Could Never Have
Made Her So Happy
If He Didn't.
Am I Doing
A Terrible Thing
By Trying To Buy
My Sister
A Chance At Happiness?
If You Don't Want
To Take The Case,
I'll Understand.
I Will
Take This Case.
12:30.
She Would've Been
In The Office Hours Ago.
What Kind Of Person
Sleeps Till 12:30
On A Thursday?
Well, I Mean, The First
Day, Jetlag, Ok.
The Second Day Fine.
Different Time Zones,
Whatnot.
She's Been Here
For A Week.
12:30.
She Is On Vacation.
Don't You Find Her
Behavior A Little Odd?
Oh, Alex.
What "Oh, Alex!"
You Just Said
She's On Vacation.
What Kind Of A Vacation?
She Doesn't Want
To Go Anywhere,
She Doesn't Want
To Do Anything.
She Just Wants
To Be With Us.
Oh, Really?
Is That Why She Sleeps
All Day
And Watches Television
All Night?
No. What She Is Doing
Is Avoiding Us.
No, She Is Not.
She Most Certainly Is.
In This Entire Week,
Have We Had
One Real Conversation?
We've Talked.
I'm Not Talking
About Talk.
I'm Talking
About Conversation.
We Sit At The Dinner Table,
Talk About The Weather.
When You Ask Her About
Her Private Life
Or Her Business,
She Becomes Evasive.
Once In This Whole Week
Have You Seen Her
Pick Up A Telephone,
Check On Her Business?
How Does She Know The Place
Hasn't Burned Down?
I Find It Odd.
Odd?
Odd.
And You Don't?
Well, Fine, Fine.
Ah.
Well, I've Got To Go.
And I'll Tell You
Something Else I Find Odd.
No One Has Called Her.
She's Got This Whole
Operation In Los Angeles.
Not One Emergency Comes Up
That's Important Enough
For Somebody Out There
To Pick Up A Phone?
They Don't Want
To Bother Her.
Oh, Bull. I Run A Business.
I Know What Goes On.
I Mean, Hell,
We Took That Trip
Around The Greek Islands.
We Weren't On That Boat
Five Days,
But I'm Being Paged
By Riley.
Crisis In Evanston.
Do You Remember?
Right In The Middle Of
The Shuffleboard Contest.
Yes, Yes,
I Remember.
12:35. I Am Not Waiting.
Waiting For What?
Oh, Good Morning,
Stranger.
Good Morning.
Good Morning, Darling.
Am I Interrupting
Anything?
No, Not At All.
Can I Get You
Something To Eat?
No, I Don't
Think So. Thanks.
You've Hardly Eaten Anything
Since You've Been Here.
They Won't Recognize You
When You Get Back.
Well, She Can
Reintroduce Herself.
Sure I Can't
Fix You Something?
Must Be Tough On
Everybody Out There
Trying To Keep The Show
Rolling Without You.
Oh, I'm Sure
They're Doing Fine.
No, Really.
I'm Fine. I'm Ok.
How About Some Eggs?
O.K., If It's
No Trouble.
Trouble?
Don't Be Silly.
How Do You Feel
About A Game Of Tennis?
Feel Up
To Playing Tennis,
Just You And
The Old Man, Huh?
I Don't Know, Dad.
How Would You Like
Them Fixed?
I Don't Know, Mom.
How About Some Golf?
Your Mother Gave Me A New
Golf Cart For Christmas.
How About Scrambled?
I Guess So.
No, I Don't
Think So.
Maybe A Swim At The Club.
Or Fried. You Used
To Love Fried Eggs.
Whatever's Easiest.
We Won't Have To Swim.
We Could Have A Couple
Bloody Marys.
Please!
Please?
Please, Mama,
Just Juice.
I Don't Care
What Kind.
Dad, I Would Love To Go
To The Club With You,
Just Not Today.
I...
I Don't Know
What's Wrong With Me.
I Guess I'm Tired Still.
Well, You've
Had A Hard Year.
I Guess I Have.
Listen,
Don't Worry About Me.
The Club Will Wait.
I Can Show You
Off Anytime.
Well, I'll Get
The Juice.
Mom, Really.
I Don't Think
I Want Anything.
I'd Just Like To Take
A Long Bath, O.K.?
Sure.
Ok.
Odd.
Sir, I Don't Know
How You Keep Up
With This
Blistering Schedule.
A Dozen Airports
Yesterday,
7 This Morning.
We're Not Even Halfway
Through Our List Yet.
Now You Know How I Keep
That 31 Inch Waistline, Burt.
By The Time You're
Done With This Case,
You're Gonna Be Looking
At Conan In The Mirror
Every Morning.
Sir, I Have
A Favor To Ask.
Would It Be
Possible...
Might
You Consider
Letting Me Be
The Point Man
This Time?
You Mean You Want
To Go In There
And Ask All
The Questions?
If You Wouldn't Mind
Spotting Me, Sir.
Burt, In Any Two Man Team,
There's A Top Dog
And A Second Banana.
Do I Look Like A Fruit?
No, No, Sir.
It's Just I Feel
It's Important
For Me, Not To
Mention The Agency,
That I Develop An
Investigative Style
Of My Own--
A Modus Operandi.
Right Now We Got
Case-Us Interruptus.
Sir...
Sir, I've Got To Get
My Hands Dirty Sometime.
Just Remember To Wash
Them Afterwards.
Get In There.
Aye, Aye, Sir.
Good Morning, Sir?
How May I Help You?
Agent Kuryakin.
United Network Command
For Law Enforcement.
Heel, Burt.
Hi. Have You
Seen This Man?
Oh, Yes. That's
Captain Girardi.
Are You Sure? We Had
A Different Name.
No, It's Definitely
Craig Girardi.
He's Been Flying
With Us For Years.
He's Not In Any
Trouble, Is He?
No. Everybody
Should Be
In That Kind Of Trouble.
We're With The Irs.
We Have A Big
Refund Check For Him.
Some People
Have All The Luck.
He's Due In From
Phoenix At 4:53.
You Can Wait If You Want.
Thank You Very Much.
Come On, 99.
flight 127 To Tampa Bay
Is Now Boarding At Gate 4.
[Sigh]
Ixnay, Burt.
Pardon Me, Sir?
No More Gruesome Headlines,
No More Household Hints,
No More Advice
From Ann Landers
To A Cross-Dressing Shriner.
Rotarian, Sir.
Actually,
I Wasn't Planning
On Reading Anything.
Good.
It's Just There's
This Thing
I Haven't Been Able
To Shake All Day.
You're On Your Own
In That Department, Burt.
No, I Mean A Feeling.
Not A Feeling Exactly.
It's More Like A...
Realization.
25 Words Or Less, Please.
Sitting Here,
In This Airport,
Today,
It Came To Me.
We Are
Merchants Of Misery.
We Traffic In Sadness.
It's Our Stock In Trade.
Our Bread And Butter.
People Don't Come To Us
When They're
On Top Of The World.
Why Should They?
We Make Our Money
Off Of The Aggrieved.
The Crushed...
The Heartbroken...
What Is This,
Open Mike Night
At The Mortuary?
Well, I Guess
The Point, Sir,
That I'm
Trying To Make Is,
Where Do We Go
When We're Sad?
Anywhere You're Not.
I Mean, You
Take Hugh Hefner.
The Guys Sits
Around All Day
Poring Over Hundreds
Of Pictures Of--
Burt! Please,
Will You Fast Forward?
Oh. Well...
I Guess The Point
I'm Trying To Make,
Sir, Is...
If I Could Help You,
I Would.
Thank You For That Thought,
But There Really
Won't Be Any Need.
No Need?
No Need.
nada. Zip.
Sitting Here All Day,
I've Had A Chance
To Think A Little Bit, Too.
And One Less Blonde
In My Life
Means A Lot More
Life In My--
[Beep Beep Beep]
What Is That?
Your Beeper.
Need Change
For The Telephone?
How Do You
Turn It Off?
[Beeper Stops]
Yes. Hello,
This Is David Addison.
You Just Beeped Me.
Yes. I'll Hold On.
Yeah.
Hold On A Minute.
He's Right Here.
Hey, Voltaire.
It's For You.
Thank You, Sir.
Hello.
Hi, Agnes.
I'm Fine.
How Are You?
Yeah.
I Miss You, Too.
flight 77 From Phoenix
Now Arriving At Gate 2.
flight 77
Now Arriving At Gate 2.
Hang It Up.
Head It Out.
Sir, The Eagle's
Landed?
Yeah.
Well, Aren't We
Gonna Give Him
An Offer To Feather
His Nest?
Not Here. Not Now.
Well, When?
Guy's Got Jet Lag
Written All Over Him.
We'll Follow Him Home,
Let Him Kick Off His Shoes,
Slide Into A Martini,
And Then Pop
The $50,000 Question.
Look At This Guy.
Not A Care In The World.
Blows Into Town,
Pulls Out
His Little Black Book...
Like Sky King.
Yes?
Hi.
Roger, Charles, Please
Do That In The Backyard.
Sorry,
Can I Help You?
Obviously You're
The Lady Of The House?
Yes, I Am.
We're With Harem Scarem
Carpet Cleaning Company.
We're Here For Your Free
Estimate You Asked For.
I'm Sorry.
I Didn't Order
Any Carpet Estimate.
Aren't You Mrs., Uh...
Abercrombie?
No. No, I'm
Mrs. Girardi.
Not Mrs. Abercrombie?
No.
Sorry To Bother You.
It's Ok.
Mr. Addison,
What Are We Going To
Tell Bryant Wilbourne?
Obviously, He Makes
A Very Good Husband.
He Actually Let Jackie
Book The Chapel,
The Reception,
Invite The Guests,
And He Had No
Intention Whatever
Of Going Through
With It.
Maybe He Had To Go
To A Little League Game.
Meaning?
Meaning That Craig Mullins--
Slash Girardi---
Fully Intended To
Go Through With It,
Just Couldn't Get Away
That Day.
He Planned On
Being A Bigamist?
Good Work
If You Can Get It.
Mr. Addison--
Look, Mr. Wilbourne,
The Point Is,
It Looks Like
A Short Walk
Down The Aisle
Turned Into
A Long Ride.
But Why? Why Would Someone
Go To Those Lengths?
Certainly Has
A Superficial Appeal.
If Wife Number One
Gets A Headache,
You Got Wife Number
Two And Three Across Town.
All Three Of Them
Get A Headache,
You Go Out To A Bar
And Pick Out Wife Number Four.
An Engagement Ring
Is A Very Powerful
Aphrodisiac, Mr. Wilbourne.
She's So Fragile,
She's So Vulnerable.
And He Knew That.
He Had To Know That.
And He Took Advantage
Of It.
What Mystifies Me
Is Why She Let Him.
People Believe
What They Got To Believe.
No, That's Not Like Her.
Jackie's The Last Person
On Earth To Believe A Man...
Especially In
Matters Of The Heart.
The One Time She
Should Have Suspected--
What's To Suspect,
Mr. Wilbourne?
The Man Is A Pilot.
Pilots Are Known To Be
Gone A Couple Days,
A Couple Weeks.
All He's Gotta Do
Is Phone Jackie
Every Once In A While,
Tell Her He Loves Her...
Absence Makes The Heart
Grow Fonder, Doesn't It?
Two Detectives.
I Must Be
An Important Case.
I'm Not Angry
That He Hired You.
I'm Not Even Surprised.
He's Always Been
The Overprotective Sort.
I'm Just Afraid To Know
Why He Hired You.
Why Did You
Hire Them, Bryant...
So That You
Could Harm Craig,
Exact Some Revenge?
My Big Brother
To The Rescue?
Will That
Solve Anything?
Will That Make Me
Feel Any Better?
Make You Feel Any Better?
Mr. Wilbourne,
We've Got To Get Back--
Please Stay.
I'm Actually Glad
I Heard All This.
I'm Glad To Know
That Craig's Alive,
That Nothing Horrible
Happened To Him.
You See, I Don't Care
That He's Married,
That He
Never Told Me.
It Doesn't Matter.
I Know What He
Did Tell Me.
I Know He Wanted
To Marry Me.
I Know He Wanted To Have
A Family With Me.
I Know That He Wanted
To Keep All Those Plans.
It's Just That
He Didn't Know How.
Miss Wilbourne...
Your Brother Hired Us
Because He Wanted
An Explanation.
That's All.
Now You Have It.
Go Home, Burt.
Make Agnes
A Nice Dinner.
Sir?
Just Do It.
You're A Lucky Guy.
Yes, Sir.
Would You Care
To Join Us?
No.
I'm Going To
Call It A Night.
You're Trying To Sneak Out
Without Saying Good-Bye?
I Was Going To Get
Something To Eat.
I Can't Sleep.
Lots Of That
Going Around.
If You Want To Get
A Snack,
Don't Let Me
Stop You.
No.
I Don't Know.
Are You Drinking?
[Laughs]
Well, I'm Having A Drink.
I Don't Know
That I'm Drinking.
Ok If I Join You
While You're
Not Drinking?
Please, Please.
Mom Ok?
Oh, Sleeping
Like A Baby.
Mom.
Mmm.
Grace Under Pressure--
That's Her
Strong Suit.
One Of The Reasons
I Married Her.
She Got Twice
As Much Of It
As Anyone I Ever Met.
She Got My Share,
I Think.
Are You
Under Pressure?
Oh, No, No, No.
You?
There Was A Time
Whenever You
Had A Problem,
The First Person
You'd Come To--
That Hasn't Changed.
I Don't Know, Kid.
We've Been Around
A Lot Of Bends.
Just Want You To Know If
You Need Anything, I'm Here.
I Know, Daddy.
Tell You Something
About Me.
I'm A Selfish
Son Of A Buck.
I Don't Just
Want To Help You.
I Need To Help You.
There's Something
Kicking Around Inside You,
Causing You A Lot Of Pain.
I Want To Make It
Go Away.
Not Just For You,
For Me. Really.
That Would Make Me Feel
Like A Million Bucks.
I Know That, Daddy.
When You Were 5,
I Could Make It Go Away
With A Kiss...
Or A Quarter.
But I Don't Suppose
That Does The Trick Anymore.
I Don't Think So.
I Don't Know.
There's Really
No Pain.
I'm Just Confused
About Some Things,
That's All.
No Big Deal.
Well.
Little Kiss
To Grow On.
I'd Better
Get Upstairs.
If I Stay Away Too Long,
That Damn Cat
Jumps Up On The Bed,
Snuggles Up Next
To Your Mother.
I'm Out Of Luck.
Daddy.
I'm Sorry.
Don't Be Sorry.
It Doesn't Matter.
Like I Said,
I'm Selfish.
Totally Selfish.
[Telephone Rings]
Maddie.
[Ring]
A Flesh Wound.
[Ring]
[Ring]
What?
Yes, This
Is David Addison.
Yes, David Addison
Of The Blue Moon
Detective Agency.
Oh.
Jackie.
What?
Appreciate
The Limo Ride, Burt.
Something About
A Phone Call
From A
Hysterical Woman
That Makes You
Not Want To Wait
For A Cab.
You'd Think That Shop
Would Be Almost Done
Fixing The Bmw.
Any Day Now.
Then You Won't
Have To Leave Agnes
Alone In Your
Nookatorium Anymore.
Jackie Said
She'd Meet Us Here.
Thought The
Policeman's Ball
Was Next Week.
Weird. Somebody
Killed One Of The Pilots.
Whacked Him Over
The Head With A Wrench.
Caught The Murderer, Too.
Who Was It?
My Brother, Mr. Addison.
You Should Never
Have Found Craig.
Then This Would
Never Have Happened.
How Can You
Be So Reckless
With Other Peoples' Lives?
What Was It To You?
An Afternoon's Work.
A Nice Fee.
Do You Know
What It Is To Me?
Two Men...
I Love.
One Dead...
The Other Ruined.
You Were Hired
To Find My Husband?
That's Right.
You Did Your Job
Too Well.
We're Very Sorry
About Your Loss,
Mrs. Girardi.
Craig Never Had
An Enemy In His Life.
He Was The Best Person
I've Ever Known.
Why Would That Man
Want To Kill Him?
We're Asking Ourselves
That Question Right Now.
My Husband--He Never
Thought About Himself.
He Always Thought About
Me And The Boys First.
He Acted Like They
Were His Own Kids
Instead Of Just
What He Got
With The Package Deal.
He Worshiped Them...
I Guess 'cause He
Couldn't Have His Own.
Your Husband Was Unable
To Have Children?
Craig Flew Combat
In Vietnam,
And He Was...
Shot Down.
It Just Wasn't Very
Important To Me.
That's Not Why
I Married Him.
Mrs. Girardi,
Why Don't You Let Us
Drive You Home?
No. I Have A Lot
Of Things To Take Care Of.
I Can't Help Feeling
Somehow I'm To Blame.
I Let You Down, Sir.
Keep It Up, Burt.
You Got A Big Future
As A Doormat.
It's No Secret. You've
Been Preoccupied Lately.
I Promised I'd
Be There For You,
But When You Needed
A Partner, A Backstop,
What Was I Doing?
Bobbling The Ball.
Bryant Wilbourne Played Me
Like A Baby Grand.
He Ran Out
Of The House.
Then I Heard His Car
Screeching
Out Of The Driveway.
Well, Then...
You Know The Rest.
Thank You.
That'll Be All For Now.
Miss Wilbourne.
Hi.
Sorry To
Bother You Again.
Last Night You Said
That You And Craig
Had Planned
A Large Family.
Yes.
He Went Along
With That?
He Was The One
Who Was So Insistent.
Craig Loved Kids.
He Had His Heart
Set On A Brood.
Of Course, I Didn't Know
He Had Two Of His Own.
Those Kids Are His Wife's
From Another Marriage.
What Difference
Does That Make Now?
Why Would Your
Intended Spin A Yarn
About Raising
A Houseful Of Babies
When It Wasn't
Exactly A Threat
He Was Prepared
To Carry Out?
He Never Said Anything
To You About An Injury?
Where There's A Will,
There's A Way.
Except, Of Course,
In Craig's Case.
So He Was Lying
About The Kids,
Just Like He Lied
About Everything Else.
I Don't Really Think
He Lied To You.
As A Matter Of Fact,
I Don't Think He Ever
Really Spoke To You.
Haven't I Been
Through Enough Today
Without Listening
To This?
Never Left You
At The Alter,
Never Asked You
To Marry Him,
Never Lived
In The House
You Rented For Him--
Never Even Saw It.
A Pilot Makes
A Good Choice
As Mr. Right.
Always Out Of Town.
Never Had To Introduce
Him To Your Friends.
You Boo-Hooed Up
A Storm And Sure,
So Your Brother'd
Get Hopping Mad.
Mad Enough For
The Police To Think
They Found A Man
With A Motive.
How Did You Lure
Bryant Out
To The Scene
Of The Crime?
Of Course, Doesn't
Really Matter,
As Long As
He Was In Time
To Get Fitted
For The Handcuffs.
I Think You Both
Need Professional Help.
What Possible Reason
Would I Have
For Concocting
Such A Scheme?
May I Field This One,
Sir?
With Big Brother
In The Big House,
There'd Only Be
One Person In Control
Of What Would Presumably Be
A Very Big Trust Fund.
How Am I Doing, Sir?
Bull's-Eye.
Bulls-Eye.
After That
Trustbuster.
Come On!
[Shouting]
Mr. Addison,
She's Getting Away.
Relax, Burt.
This Is The Part
Where It Always
Looks Like The Villain's
Getting Away.
What Do We Do Now?
Exit, Frame Right!
Hey, That's My Car!
Come Back!
Sir, What Exactly Are We
Doing Here With This?
Commandeering The Next
Available Vehicle.
What, An Airplane,
Sir?
You're Getting
The Hang Of It, Burt.
You're Even Starting
To Sound Like The Blonde.
Hop In The Rumble Seat
And I'll Get
The Wheels Locked.
Burt!
Put It In Park!
I Can't Find It!
Fly Like You've
Never Flown Before!
That Shouldn't
Be Difficult!
I've Never Flown Before!
Mr. Addison, Don't Think
I Don't Appreciate
This Opportunity,
I Really Do.
But I Think A Less
Exciting Action Piece
Might Be More
Appropriate
To Involve Me
In My First Chase.
Nonsense, Burt.
Time To Earn Your Wings
Or Go Down In Flames.
I Kind Of Saw It
That Way Myself, Sir.
Keep Her Steady,
Teddy.
Mr. Addison,
We're On The Street...
In An Airplane!
You're Right!
Don't Forget
To Use Hand Signals!
[Horns Honking]
What'd I Tell You?
You're A Natural!
Bet You Could Do This
With Your Eyes Closed!
Mr. Addison--
Hold That Thought, Burt.
I'm Going To Stretch
My Legs For A Minute.
Mr. Addison!
Waah!
Oops.
Let's Hit It,
Herbert!
Pull Back On
The Stick, Burt.
Bless My Aunts
And Uncles...
Burt, Pull Back
On The Stick!
♪ Gonna Fly Now ♪♪
Burt, Pull Back
On The Stick Now!
Aah!
Aah!
I Knew That
Was Gonna Happen.
What Do We Do Now, Sir?
We're Flying
A Skywriter, Aren't We?
Yes, Sir. I Know, Sir!
It's Time To Write
A Finish On This Chase.
Get Smokin'!
Aah!
Aah!
And They Say Air Travel Isn't
As Safe As It Used To Be.
[Elevator Dings]
Wake Up, Agnes.
Time To Hit The Hay.
Mr. Addison.
Where Have You And
Burt Been All Day?
Calming Down
Property Owners...
Car Owners...
Plane Owners.
She Didn't
Happen To, Uh...
No. She Didn't
Happen To...
Why Don't You
Get Out Of Here
And Get Some Shuteye?
"Dear Maddie...
"I Know I'm Not Supposed
To Pick Up The Phone,
but You Never Said
I Couldn't Drop A Line."
"Dear Goldilocks...
"How's It Blowing
In The Windy City?
"By The Way, While You're
Mulling Your Life Over,
do You Mind If I Present
My Case One More Time?"
"Dear Maddie,
"A Brief Memo
To Update You
"On The Latest True Story
"From The Blue Moon
Case Files...
"So Far As I Can Figure,
the Brother Still Owes Us
For Solving The Case.
"Of Course, We Did Incur A Few
Minor Operating Expenses.
"What Do You Think A Vintage
Biplane Goes For These Days?
aside From That, The Office Is
Running Like Clockwork.
"Believe It Or Not,
i'm Gonna Call A Staff
Meeting This Week."
* Every Limbo
Boy And Girl *
yeah!
"I Can Imagine
What You're Thinking,
"But Everything Here
Has Been All Business,
"With The Exception
Of A Few Little Diversions
to Keep Morale Up While Our
Fearless Leader Is Gone."
burt: Mr. Addison,
The Band Wants To Know
where They Should
Set Up?
"Listen, From The Score One
From Your Side File,
macgilicuddy's Wife
Left Him."
david: So, What Do You
Want To Get Him?
maddie: Who?
the Blushing Groom.
how About
A Good Lawyer?
"Guess You Called That One.
you Know Me,
The Hopeless Romantic."
david: Women...
Can't Live With 'em,
can't Leave 'em
By The Curb
when You're Done
With 'em.
"Well, I Filled My Letter
Writing Quota For The Year.
"It's Time To Go.
oh, Agnes Says To Say..."
agnes: Hi.
"And...
it's Not Right
Around Here
without You
Slamming Doors
and Yelling.
"Anyway, Don't Worry.
"Stay In Chicago As
Long As You Need To.
"One Last Thing--
this Is All
A Bunch Of Crap.
i'm Miserable, And I
Want You To Come Home."
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♪ Who Just Met
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♪ The Union Of
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♪ Has Caused Him
To Remain ♪
♪ For Whenever Two
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♪ There Is Love... ♪
I Thought
You Might Be Craig.
No. Did You Try
To Call Again?
No.
Well, Don't You
Think You Should?
Jackie, Don't You
Think You Should
Call Him Again?
I Never Called Him
The First Time.
What?
I'm Sure He's
Just Running Late.
He Always Loses
Track Of Time.
Maybe He Had
Car Trouble.
He Doesn't Know
How To Call A Cab?
I Don't Want Him To Think
I Don't Trust Him.
Jackie,
The Guy's Wedding
Was Supposed To Start
20 Minutes Ago
And He Hasn't
Even Called.
I'm Afraid
To Call Him.
♪ As It Was
In The Beginning ♪
♪ It Is Now
Until The End ♪
♪ Woman Draws Her
Life From Man ♪
♪ And Gives It
Back Again ♪
we're Sorry.
the Number You Have Reached
Has Been Disconnected.
there Is No
New Number.
Mullins?
It's Bryant Wilbourne.
Agnes. Front And Center.
Come On, Up Periscope.
Lights On.
Pretend You're Home.
Did She Call?
No. She Didn't.
What Time Did
You Get Here?
5 A.M.
7 A.M. Chicago Time.
Just Like
You Asked Me.
And You've Been
Here All Morning?
You Didn't
Go Downstairs
For Coffee
And A Danish?
You Didn't Go
Down The Hall
To The Bathroom?
It's Still Early.
Did She Give You
Any Idea
When She Might Call?
Agnes, If I Knew That,
Do You Think
I'd Send Out
For The Same Crummy
Chinese Food Every Night?
Do You Think My Stereo
Would Be Collecting Dust
Because I'm Afraid
I'll Miss Her Ring?
Do You Think
I'd Actually Hang Up
On An Obscene
Phone Call
Because I Didn't Want
To Tie Up The Line?
No...
I Don't Know
When She'll Call.
Make Sure You Put In
For The Overtime.
Beepers!
What?
I Got The Beepers.
There's Some Kaopectate
In Mr. Addison's Bathroom.
Oh, Agnes,
You Joker, You.
No, Agnes.
Telephone Beepers,
For Mr. Addison.
His Own State-Of-The-Art
Telephone Pager,
So Now He'll Never
Have To Worry
About Missing
Another Call.
Ohh...
I Took The Initiative
Of Picking These Up
On The Way To Work,
So That Now...
Now You Will Never
Have To Leave
A Warm, Cozy Bed
At 4:00 In
The Morning Again.
And We...
Can Sleep In.
Ohh...Sleep.
Sleep Is Good.
Well, Actually,
I Was Thinking
About That Thing
That Immediately Precedes
A Good, Sound Sleep.
Ohh...
Got A Light?
Yeah, Sure.
You Know
What They Say.
Three On A Match--
Bad Luck.
Let's Hope So.
What Happened
To Pollyanna?
His Wife
Left Him Yesterday.
No.
Yes.
I Think He's Trying
To Kill Himself,
Except He's Afraid
Of Sharp Objects
And Guns.
Jeez. Just Up
And Left Him, Huh?
Seems Like Everywhere
You Look These Days,
Someone's Leaving
Someone Else.
[Knock On Door]
Come In.
Sir?
I've Brought Beepers.
Beepers?
The Circus Clown?
No, Sir.
Telephone Beepers.
Thought One
Would Come In Handy.
What Happened?
Didn't Want To
Split The Family?
Well, I Brought
Several On Approval
So You Can See Which
One You Like.
Oh, I Don't Care.
Just Pick One And
Give Me The Receipt.
Oh, I Couldn't.
I Mean,
It Wouldn't Be Right.
A Man's Beeper Is
Kind Of A Personal Thing.
All Right, All Right.
I'll Take This One
Right Here.
Uh, That One, Sir?
What's Wrong
With It?
Nothing.
Nothing At All.
It's Just Not The Most
Aesthetically Pleasing
In The Bunch,
Tonally Speaking.
It's Got This
Irritating Nasal Quality.
It's Kind Of Like
"Nyeep, Nyeep!
Nyeep! Nyeep!"
And While You Don't Want
A Wimpy "Peep, Peep, Peep,"
What You Need Is A Solid,
Fully Committed "Beep!"
Fine. I'll Take
This One Right Here.
Not A Bad Little Unit,
As Long As You're
Not Worried About
Ruining The Line
Of Your Suit.
You Notice That
It's Not As Compact
As Some Of Your More
Streamlined Models.
Thank You, Burt.
Now, If You'll Excuse--
Such As
The Microsonic 220x,
Featuring A Sleek,
Sturdy Design
And Digital Readout.
But If I Were You,
I Wouldn't Want
To Overlook The C-2000...
With A Separate Tone
For Emergency Calls
And An Optional
Extended Service Policy.
Sold.
But--
Put A Bow On It!
Wrap It Up!
Excellent Choice, Sir.
If You Don't Mind,
Mr. Viola,
My Beeper And I
Would Like A Few
Moments Alone...
Together.
Yes, Sir.
By All Means.
Mr. Addison,
There's One More Thing.
Make It A Fast
Thing, Burt.
I Realize You're
Probably Feeling
A Little Overwhelmed
Right Now
With Miss Hayes
Being Gone...
From A Business
Point Of View.
What Are You
Talking About?
Secretaries'
Skirts Are Shorter.
Liquor Cabinet's
Full Of Booze.
Since She
Flew The Coop,
Things Have Never
Run Smoother.
Yes, Sir.
Sir, When A Leg
Is Amputated,
The Patient
Often Believes
He Can Still
Feel Sensation
In The Missing Limb.
Sometimes He'll Even
Try To Take A Walk
Because He's Forgotten
That He Only Has One Leg.
The Odd Socks
In The Dryer
Ought To Jar His Memory.
Now, Unless This Patient
Is Extremely Careful,
He's Headed For A Nasty
Tumble Down The Stairs.
What I'm Trying To Say
To You, Sir, Is,
If You Need To
Lean On Me, I'm Here.
I'll Call You At The
First Sign Of Gangrene.
I'm Worried About
Your Personal Life.
It's No Secret To Anybody
That You And Miss Hayes...
Burt! Burt! The Reason They
Call It A Personal Life
Is Because
It Is Personal!
Your Own. Private.
It's None
Of Your Business.
I Just Want To Do
Everything I Can
To Make This Time
Easier For You.
Good. Here's How
You Can Start.
Take These Beepers,
Get In Your Car,
And Head East.
I Want To See
How Far We Can Go
Before You're Actually
Out Of Beeper Range.
But That Would Be
At Least 150 Miles!
You're Gonna Need
Some Money For Gas.
But Mr. Addison--
Don't Worry About Me.
I'll Pay Myself Back
Out Of Petty Cash.
Get On The Road,
And Wait
For Me To Beep.
Mr. Addison,
There's Someone's
Here To See You.
Should I
Send Them In?
Oh, What The Hell?
she Said He
Wanted To See Me.
You Got Money For Gas,
And Your Choice
Of Freeways.
I Don't Think I
Should Leave.
I Don't Think You
Have Much Choice.
Mr. Addison--
Am-Scray.
Just Hear Me Out.
Suppose You
Take This Case?
And Suppose That Beeper
Starts Beeping?
And Just Suppose
It's Miss Hayes?
She's Come Back
To Her Senses.
She Wants Nothing
More From Life
Than To Feel
Your Heart
Pounding Against Hers.
You Paint Quite
A Picture, Burt.
She Wants You To
Drop Everything
And Come Right Away
To Chicago,
But You Can't
Do That
Because You're
Up To Your Eyeballs
In The Case That's
About To Walk
Through That Door.
You Need Somebody To
Backstop You, Sir.
Excuse Me.
Am I Interrupting?
No, Not At All.
Come On In.
I'm David Addison.
Bryant Wilbourne.
How Do You Do,
Mr. Wilbourne?
This Is My Associate,
Burt Viola.
A Pleasure.
A Real Pleasure.
Have A Seat,
Mr. Wilbourne.
Thank You.
What Can We
Do For You?
I'm Visiting
From New York.
I Saw Your Ad
In The Yellow Pages.
Do You Handle
Missing Persons?
Oh, Absolutely.
We Need A Recent
Photograph
The Person's Name,
And Any Aliases
Under Which
He Or She
Has Been Operating.
Last Know Where--
Who Is This Person
That's Missing?
I'm Afraid It's
A Bit Complicated.
It's A Family
Matter, Actually.
My Family
Consists Of Myself
And My Sister
Jaqueline--Jackie.
Our Parents
Were Killed
In An Automobile
Accident
Over 20 Years Ago.
She Was Still A Young
Child At The Time,
And I Raised Her,
Which, Believe Me,
Has Been No Small Task.
Jackie Has Never Been
A Very Happy Person.
It's Like She Was
Born In A Funk
And She Never
Got Out Of It.
My Parents' Death
Only Made That Worse.
Don't Misunderstand Me.
I Love My Sister
Very Much,
Or I Wouldn't Be Here.
And You Want Us
To Find Her?
No, No.
Not Jackie.
My Sister Is, Uh...
An Extremely
Fragile Person.
A Few Years Ago...
She Had A Breakdown.
After She Got Out
Of The Hospital,
She Moved Out Here.
She Thought
The Change Of Scenery
Would Be Healthy.
Anyway, I Paid Her Rent,
And She
Took Art Classes
And Wrote Me Letters
That Sounded...
Well, Like Jackie.
Then A Few Months Ago,
The Letters Changed.
She Started
Writing About
The Beautiful Weather
And The Neighbors
That She'd Met
And The Garden
She Was Planting,
And A Man.
After A While,
The Letters Started
To Speak A Lot
Less Of The Garden
And The Neighbors
And A Lot More
Of The Man.
[Sigh]
I Flew Into Town
For Their Wedding,
Which Was Supposed
To Have Been Yesterday,
Only The Groom
Never Showed Up.
He's A Pilot,
So I Clung To The Hope
That He'd Been Delayed.
Finally, I Drove
Out To His House,
And There Was Nothing--
No Furniture,
No Clothes.
He Disappeared.
His Name
Is Craig Mullins.
Needless To Say,
My Sister Is A Wreck.
Needless To Say,
It's Worth A Great Deal
To Me To Find This Man.
Well, I Can Certainly
Understand Your Position.
Although I Don't Feel Too
Good About Finding A Man
Just So You Can
Mop Up The Floor With Him.
No, It's Not Like
That At All.
I Think I Could Make
It Worth His While
To Reconsider.
I'd Like You
To Find Him
And Tell Him
About The Dowry
I'm Willing
To Propose.
Dowry.
Mr. Addison,
May I Speak With You
In Private For A Moment?
Will You Excuse Me
For A Minute?
What Is It, Burt?
I've Solved It.
What?
I've Solved It.
I Have Cracked
This Case So Wide Open,
You Could Stampede
A Herd Of Heifers
Through The Opening.
I Can Smell The
Manure From Here.
Yeah, I'm Starting
To Get A Whiff
Of Something Myself.
It's Abundantly Clear.
There's No Sister.
There Never Was.
The Way I Figure It,
This Guy, Mr. Wilbourne--
If That's His Real Name--
Wants Us To Believe--
Forgive
The Interruption.
So...You Want Us
To Find This Guy
So You Can Pay Him
To Marry Your Sister.
Mr. Addison,
I Believe This Man
Loves My Sister.
He Could Never Have
Made Her So Happy
If He Didn't.
Am I Doing
A Terrible Thing
By Trying To Buy
My Sister
A Chance At Happiness?
If You Don't Want
To Take The Case,
I'll Understand.
I Will
Take This Case.
12:30.
She Would've Been
In The Office Hours Ago.
What Kind Of Person
Sleeps Till 12:30
On A Thursday?
Well, I Mean, The First
Day, Jetlag, Ok.
The Second Day Fine.
Different Time Zones,
Whatnot.
She's Been Here
For A Week.
12:30.
She Is On Vacation.
Don't You Find Her
Behavior A Little Odd?
Oh, Alex.
What "Oh, Alex!"
You Just Said
She's On Vacation.
What Kind Of A Vacation?
She Doesn't Want
To Go Anywhere,
She Doesn't Want
To Do Anything.
She Just Wants
To Be With Us.
Oh, Really?
Is That Why She Sleeps
All Day
And Watches Television
All Night?
No. What She Is Doing
Is Avoiding Us.
No, She Is Not.
She Most Certainly Is.
In This Entire Week,
Have We Had
One Real Conversation?
We've Talked.
I'm Not Talking
About Talk.
I'm Talking
About Conversation.
We Sit At The Dinner Table,
Talk About The Weather.
When You Ask Her About
Her Private Life
Or Her Business,
She Becomes Evasive.
Once In This Whole Week
Have You Seen Her
Pick Up A Telephone,
Check On Her Business?
How Does She Know The Place
Hasn't Burned Down?
I Find It Odd.
Odd?
Odd.
And You Don't?
Well, Fine, Fine.
Ah.
Well, I've Got To Go.
And I'll Tell You
Something Else I Find Odd.
No One Has Called Her.
She's Got This Whole
Operation In Los Angeles.
Not One Emergency Comes Up
That's Important Enough
For Somebody Out There
To Pick Up A Phone?
They Don't Want
To Bother Her.
Oh, Bull. I Run A Business.
I Know What Goes On.
I Mean, Hell,
We Took That Trip
Around The Greek Islands.
We Weren't On That Boat
Five Days,
But I'm Being Paged
By Riley.
Crisis In Evanston.
Do You Remember?
Right In The Middle Of
The Shuffleboard Contest.
Yes, Yes,
I Remember.
12:35. I Am Not Waiting.
Waiting For What?
Oh, Good Morning,
Stranger.
Good Morning.
Good Morning, Darling.
Am I Interrupting
Anything?
No, Not At All.
Can I Get You
Something To Eat?
No, I Don't
Think So. Thanks.
You've Hardly Eaten Anything
Since You've Been Here.
They Won't Recognize You
When You Get Back.
Well, She Can
Reintroduce Herself.
Sure I Can't
Fix You Something?
Must Be Tough On
Everybody Out There
Trying To Keep The Show
Rolling Without You.
Oh, I'm Sure
They're Doing Fine.
No, Really.
I'm Fine. I'm Ok.
How About Some Eggs?
O.K., If It's
No Trouble.
Trouble?
Don't Be Silly.
How Do You Feel
About A Game Of Tennis?
Feel Up
To Playing Tennis,
Just You And
The Old Man, Huh?
I Don't Know, Dad.
How Would You Like
Them Fixed?
I Don't Know, Mom.
How About Some Golf?
Your Mother Gave Me A New
Golf Cart For Christmas.
How About Scrambled?
I Guess So.
No, I Don't
Think So.
Maybe A Swim At The Club.
Or Fried. You Used
To Love Fried Eggs.
Whatever's Easiest.
We Won't Have To Swim.
We Could Have A Couple
Bloody Marys.
Please!
Please?
Please, Mama,
Just Juice.
I Don't Care
What Kind.
Dad, I Would Love To Go
To The Club With You,
Just Not Today.
I...
I Don't Know
What's Wrong With Me.
I Guess I'm Tired Still.
Well, You've
Had A Hard Year.
I Guess I Have.
Listen,
Don't Worry About Me.
The Club Will Wait.
I Can Show You
Off Anytime.
Well, I'll Get
The Juice.
Mom, Really.
I Don't Think
I Want Anything.
I'd Just Like To Take
A Long Bath, O.K.?
Sure.
Ok.
Odd.
Sir, I Don't Know
How You Keep Up
With This
Blistering Schedule.
A Dozen Airports
Yesterday,
7 This Morning.
We're Not Even Halfway
Through Our List Yet.
Now You Know How I Keep
That 31 Inch Waistline, Burt.
By The Time You're
Done With This Case,
You're Gonna Be Looking
At Conan In The Mirror
Every Morning.
Sir, I Have
A Favor To Ask.
Would It Be
Possible...
Might
You Consider
Letting Me Be
The Point Man
This Time?
You Mean You Want
To Go In There
And Ask All
The Questions?
If You Wouldn't Mind
Spotting Me, Sir.
Burt, In Any Two Man Team,
There's A Top Dog
And A Second Banana.
Do I Look Like A Fruit?
No, No, Sir.
It's Just I Feel
It's Important
For Me, Not To
Mention The Agency,
That I Develop An
Investigative Style
Of My Own--
A Modus Operandi.
Right Now We Got
Case-Us Interruptus.
Sir...
Sir, I've Got To Get
My Hands Dirty Sometime.
Just Remember To Wash
Them Afterwards.
Get In There.
Aye, Aye, Sir.
Good Morning, Sir?
How May I Help You?
Agent Kuryakin.
United Network Command
For Law Enforcement.
Heel, Burt.
Hi. Have You
Seen This Man?
Oh, Yes. That's
Captain Girardi.
Are You Sure? We Had
A Different Name.
No, It's Definitely
Craig Girardi.
He's Been Flying
With Us For Years.
He's Not In Any
Trouble, Is He?
No. Everybody
Should Be
In That Kind Of Trouble.
We're With The Irs.
We Have A Big
Refund Check For Him.
Some People
Have All The Luck.
He's Due In From
Phoenix At 4:53.
You Can Wait If You Want.
Thank You Very Much.
Come On, 99.
flight 127 To Tampa Bay
Is Now Boarding At Gate 4.
[Sigh]
Ixnay, Burt.
Pardon Me, Sir?
No More Gruesome Headlines,
No More Household Hints,
No More Advice
From Ann Landers
To A Cross-Dressing Shriner.
Rotarian, Sir.
Actually,
I Wasn't Planning
On Reading Anything.
Good.
It's Just There's
This Thing
I Haven't Been Able
To Shake All Day.
You're On Your Own
In That Department, Burt.
No, I Mean A Feeling.
Not A Feeling Exactly.
It's More Like A...
Realization.
25 Words Or Less, Please.
Sitting Here,
In This Airport,
Today,
It Came To Me.
We Are
Merchants Of Misery.
We Traffic In Sadness.
It's Our Stock In Trade.
Our Bread And Butter.
People Don't Come To Us
When They're
On Top Of The World.
Why Should They?
We Make Our Money
Off Of The Aggrieved.
The Crushed...
The Heartbroken...
What Is This,
Open Mike Night
At The Mortuary?
Well, I Guess
The Point, Sir,
That I'm
Trying To Make Is,
Where Do We Go
When We're Sad?
Anywhere You're Not.
I Mean, You
Take Hugh Hefner.
The Guys Sits
Around All Day
Poring Over Hundreds
Of Pictures Of--
Burt! Please,
Will You Fast Forward?
Oh. Well...
I Guess The Point
I'm Trying To Make,
Sir, Is...
If I Could Help You,
I Would.
Thank You For That Thought,
But There Really
Won't Be Any Need.
No Need?
No Need.
nada. Zip.
Sitting Here All Day,
I've Had A Chance
To Think A Little Bit, Too.
And One Less Blonde
In My Life
Means A Lot More
Life In My--
[Beep Beep Beep]
What Is That?
Your Beeper.
Need Change
For The Telephone?
How Do You
Turn It Off?
[Beeper Stops]
Yes. Hello,
This Is David Addison.
You Just Beeped Me.
Yes. I'll Hold On.
Yeah.
Hold On A Minute.
He's Right Here.
Hey, Voltaire.
It's For You.
Thank You, Sir.
Hello.
Hi, Agnes.
I'm Fine.
How Are You?
Yeah.
I Miss You, Too.
flight 77 From Phoenix
Now Arriving At Gate 2.
flight 77
Now Arriving At Gate 2.
Hang It Up.
Head It Out.
Sir, The Eagle's
Landed?
Yeah.
Well, Aren't We
Gonna Give Him
An Offer To Feather
His Nest?
Not Here. Not Now.
Well, When?
Guy's Got Jet Lag
Written All Over Him.
We'll Follow Him Home,
Let Him Kick Off His Shoes,
Slide Into A Martini,
And Then Pop
The $50,000 Question.
Look At This Guy.
Not A Care In The World.
Blows Into Town,
Pulls Out
His Little Black Book...
Like Sky King.
Yes?
Hi.
Roger, Charles, Please
Do That In The Backyard.
Sorry,
Can I Help You?
Obviously You're
The Lady Of The House?
Yes, I Am.
We're With Harem Scarem
Carpet Cleaning Company.
We're Here For Your Free
Estimate You Asked For.
I'm Sorry.
I Didn't Order
Any Carpet Estimate.
Aren't You Mrs., Uh...
Abercrombie?
No. No, I'm
Mrs. Girardi.
Not Mrs. Abercrombie?
No.
Sorry To Bother You.
It's Ok.
Mr. Addison,
What Are We Going To
Tell Bryant Wilbourne?
Obviously, He Makes
A Very Good Husband.
He Actually Let Jackie
Book The Chapel,
The Reception,
Invite The Guests,
And He Had No
Intention Whatever
Of Going Through
With It.
Maybe He Had To Go
To A Little League Game.
Meaning?
Meaning That Craig Mullins--
Slash Girardi---
Fully Intended To
Go Through With It,
Just Couldn't Get Away
That Day.
He Planned On
Being A Bigamist?
Good Work
If You Can Get It.
Mr. Addison--
Look, Mr. Wilbourne,
The Point Is,
It Looks Like
A Short Walk
Down The Aisle
Turned Into
A Long Ride.
But Why? Why Would Someone
Go To Those Lengths?
Certainly Has
A Superficial Appeal.
If Wife Number One
Gets A Headache,
You Got Wife Number
Two And Three Across Town.
All Three Of Them
Get A Headache,
You Go Out To A Bar
And Pick Out Wife Number Four.
An Engagement Ring
Is A Very Powerful
Aphrodisiac, Mr. Wilbourne.
She's So Fragile,
She's So Vulnerable.
And He Knew That.
He Had To Know That.
And He Took Advantage
Of It.
What Mystifies Me
Is Why She Let Him.
People Believe
What They Got To Believe.
No, That's Not Like Her.
Jackie's The Last Person
On Earth To Believe A Man...
Especially In
Matters Of The Heart.
The One Time She
Should Have Suspected--
What's To Suspect,
Mr. Wilbourne?
The Man Is A Pilot.
Pilots Are Known To Be
Gone A Couple Days,
A Couple Weeks.
All He's Gotta Do
Is Phone Jackie
Every Once In A While,
Tell Her He Loves Her...
Absence Makes The Heart
Grow Fonder, Doesn't It?
Two Detectives.
I Must Be
An Important Case.
I'm Not Angry
That He Hired You.
I'm Not Even Surprised.
He's Always Been
The Overprotective Sort.
I'm Just Afraid To Know
Why He Hired You.
Why Did You
Hire Them, Bryant...
So That You
Could Harm Craig,
Exact Some Revenge?
My Big Brother
To The Rescue?
Will That
Solve Anything?
Will That Make Me
Feel Any Better?
Make You Feel Any Better?
Mr. Wilbourne,
We've Got To Get Back--
Please Stay.
I'm Actually Glad
I Heard All This.
I'm Glad To Know
That Craig's Alive,
That Nothing Horrible
Happened To Him.
You See, I Don't Care
That He's Married,
That He
Never Told Me.
It Doesn't Matter.
I Know What He
Did Tell Me.
I Know He Wanted
To Marry Me.
I Know He Wanted To Have
A Family With Me.
I Know That He Wanted
To Keep All Those Plans.
It's Just That
He Didn't Know How.
Miss Wilbourne...
Your Brother Hired Us
Because He Wanted
An Explanation.
That's All.
Now You Have It.
Go Home, Burt.
Make Agnes
A Nice Dinner.
Sir?
Just Do It.
You're A Lucky Guy.
Yes, Sir.
Would You Care
To Join Us?
No.
I'm Going To
Call It A Night.
You're Trying To Sneak Out
Without Saying Good-Bye?
I Was Going To Get
Something To Eat.
I Can't Sleep.
Lots Of That
Going Around.
If You Want To Get
A Snack,
Don't Let Me
Stop You.
No.
I Don't Know.
Are You Drinking?
[Laughs]
Well, I'm Having A Drink.
I Don't Know
That I'm Drinking.
Ok If I Join You
While You're
Not Drinking?
Please, Please.
Mom Ok?
Oh, Sleeping
Like A Baby.
Mom.
Mmm.
Grace Under Pressure--
That's Her
Strong Suit.
One Of The Reasons
I Married Her.
She Got Twice
As Much Of It
As Anyone I Ever Met.
She Got My Share,
I Think.
Are You
Under Pressure?
Oh, No, No, No.
You?
There Was A Time
Whenever You
Had A Problem,
The First Person
You'd Come To--
That Hasn't Changed.
I Don't Know, Kid.
We've Been Around
A Lot Of Bends.
Just Want You To Know If
You Need Anything, I'm Here.
I Know, Daddy.
Tell You Something
About Me.
I'm A Selfish
Son Of A Buck.
I Don't Just
Want To Help You.
I Need To Help You.
There's Something
Kicking Around Inside You,
Causing You A Lot Of Pain.
I Want To Make It
Go Away.
Not Just For You,
For Me. Really.
That Would Make Me Feel
Like A Million Bucks.
I Know That, Daddy.
When You Were 5,
I Could Make It Go Away
With A Kiss...
Or A Quarter.
But I Don't Suppose
That Does The Trick Anymore.
I Don't Think So.
I Don't Know.
There's Really
No Pain.
I'm Just Confused
About Some Things,
That's All.
No Big Deal.
Well.
Little Kiss
To Grow On.
I'd Better
Get Upstairs.
If I Stay Away Too Long,
That Damn Cat
Jumps Up On The Bed,
Snuggles Up Next
To Your Mother.
I'm Out Of Luck.
Daddy.
I'm Sorry.
Don't Be Sorry.
It Doesn't Matter.
Like I Said,
I'm Selfish.
Totally Selfish.
[Telephone Rings]
Maddie.
[Ring]
A Flesh Wound.
[Ring]
[Ring]
What?
Yes, This
Is David Addison.
Yes, David Addison
Of The Blue Moon
Detective Agency.
Oh.
Jackie.
What?
Appreciate
The Limo Ride, Burt.
Something About
A Phone Call
From A
Hysterical Woman
That Makes You
Not Want To Wait
For A Cab.
You'd Think That Shop
Would Be Almost Done
Fixing The Bmw.
Any Day Now.
Then You Won't
Have To Leave Agnes
Alone In Your
Nookatorium Anymore.
Jackie Said
She'd Meet Us Here.
Thought The
Policeman's Ball
Was Next Week.
Weird. Somebody
Killed One Of The Pilots.
Whacked Him Over
The Head With A Wrench.
Caught The Murderer, Too.
Who Was It?
My Brother, Mr. Addison.
You Should Never
Have Found Craig.
Then This Would
Never Have Happened.
How Can You
Be So Reckless
With Other Peoples' Lives?
What Was It To You?
An Afternoon's Work.
A Nice Fee.
Do You Know
What It Is To Me?
Two Men...
I Love.
One Dead...
The Other Ruined.
You Were Hired
To Find My Husband?
That's Right.
You Did Your Job
Too Well.
We're Very Sorry
About Your Loss,
Mrs. Girardi.
Craig Never Had
An Enemy In His Life.
He Was The Best Person
I've Ever Known.
Why Would That Man
Want To Kill Him?
We're Asking Ourselves
That Question Right Now.
My Husband--He Never
Thought About Himself.
He Always Thought About
Me And The Boys First.
He Acted Like They
Were His Own Kids
Instead Of Just
What He Got
With The Package Deal.
He Worshiped Them...
I Guess 'cause He
Couldn't Have His Own.
Your Husband Was Unable
To Have Children?
Craig Flew Combat
In Vietnam,
And He Was...
Shot Down.
It Just Wasn't Very
Important To Me.
That's Not Why
I Married Him.
Mrs. Girardi,
Why Don't You Let Us
Drive You Home?
No. I Have A Lot
Of Things To Take Care Of.
I Can't Help Feeling
Somehow I'm To Blame.
I Let You Down, Sir.
Keep It Up, Burt.
You Got A Big Future
As A Doormat.
It's No Secret. You've
Been Preoccupied Lately.
I Promised I'd
Be There For You,
But When You Needed
A Partner, A Backstop,
What Was I Doing?
Bobbling The Ball.
Bryant Wilbourne Played Me
Like A Baby Grand.
He Ran Out
Of The House.
Then I Heard His Car
Screeching
Out Of The Driveway.
Well, Then...
You Know The Rest.
Thank You.
That'll Be All For Now.
Miss Wilbourne.
Hi.
Sorry To
Bother You Again.
Last Night You Said
That You And Craig
Had Planned
A Large Family.
Yes.
He Went Along
With That?
He Was The One
Who Was So Insistent.
Craig Loved Kids.
He Had His Heart
Set On A Brood.
Of Course, I Didn't Know
He Had Two Of His Own.
Those Kids Are His Wife's
From Another Marriage.
What Difference
Does That Make Now?
Why Would Your
Intended Spin A Yarn
About Raising
A Houseful Of Babies
When It Wasn't
Exactly A Threat
He Was Prepared
To Carry Out?
He Never Said Anything
To You About An Injury?
Where There's A Will,
There's A Way.
Except, Of Course,
In Craig's Case.
So He Was Lying
About The Kids,
Just Like He Lied
About Everything Else.
I Don't Really Think
He Lied To You.
As A Matter Of Fact,
I Don't Think He Ever
Really Spoke To You.
Haven't I Been
Through Enough Today
Without Listening
To This?
Never Left You
At The Alter,
Never Asked You
To Marry Him,
Never Lived
In The House
You Rented For Him--
Never Even Saw It.
A Pilot Makes
A Good Choice
As Mr. Right.
Always Out Of Town.
Never Had To Introduce
Him To Your Friends.
You Boo-Hooed Up
A Storm And Sure,
So Your Brother'd
Get Hopping Mad.
Mad Enough For
The Police To Think
They Found A Man
With A Motive.
How Did You Lure
Bryant Out
To The Scene
Of The Crime?
Of Course, Doesn't
Really Matter,
As Long As
He Was In Time
To Get Fitted
For The Handcuffs.
I Think You Both
Need Professional Help.
What Possible Reason
Would I Have
For Concocting
Such A Scheme?
May I Field This One,
Sir?
With Big Brother
In The Big House,
There'd Only Be
One Person In Control
Of What Would Presumably Be
A Very Big Trust Fund.
How Am I Doing, Sir?
Bull's-Eye.
Bulls-Eye.
After That
Trustbuster.
Come On!
[Shouting]
Mr. Addison,
She's Getting Away.
Relax, Burt.
This Is The Part
Where It Always
Looks Like The Villain's
Getting Away.
What Do We Do Now?
Exit, Frame Right!
Hey, That's My Car!
Come Back!
Sir, What Exactly Are We
Doing Here With This?
Commandeering The Next
Available Vehicle.
What, An Airplane,
Sir?
You're Getting
The Hang Of It, Burt.
You're Even Starting
To Sound Like The Blonde.
Hop In The Rumble Seat
And I'll Get
The Wheels Locked.
Burt!
Put It In Park!
I Can't Find It!
Fly Like You've
Never Flown Before!
That Shouldn't
Be Difficult!
I've Never Flown Before!
Mr. Addison, Don't Think
I Don't Appreciate
This Opportunity,
I Really Do.
But I Think A Less
Exciting Action Piece
Might Be More
Appropriate
To Involve Me
In My First Chase.
Nonsense, Burt.
Time To Earn Your Wings
Or Go Down In Flames.
I Kind Of Saw It
That Way Myself, Sir.
Keep Her Steady,
Teddy.
Mr. Addison,
We're On The Street...
In An Airplane!
You're Right!
Don't Forget
To Use Hand Signals!
[Horns Honking]
What'd I Tell You?
You're A Natural!
Bet You Could Do This
With Your Eyes Closed!
Mr. Addison--
Hold That Thought, Burt.
I'm Going To Stretch
My Legs For A Minute.
Mr. Addison!
Waah!
Oops.
Let's Hit It,
Herbert!
Pull Back On
The Stick, Burt.
Bless My Aunts
And Uncles...
Burt, Pull Back
On The Stick!
♪ Gonna Fly Now ♪♪
Burt, Pull Back
On The Stick Now!
Aah!
Aah!
I Knew That
Was Gonna Happen.
What Do We Do Now, Sir?
We're Flying
A Skywriter, Aren't We?
Yes, Sir. I Know, Sir!
It's Time To Write
A Finish On This Chase.
Get Smokin'!
Aah!
Aah!
And They Say Air Travel Isn't
As Safe As It Used To Be.
[Elevator Dings]
Wake Up, Agnes.
Time To Hit The Hay.
Mr. Addison.
Where Have You And
Burt Been All Day?
Calming Down
Property Owners...
Car Owners...
Plane Owners.
She Didn't
Happen To, Uh...
No. She Didn't
Happen To...
Why Don't You
Get Out Of Here
And Get Some Shuteye?
"Dear Maddie...
"I Know I'm Not Supposed
To Pick Up The Phone,
but You Never Said
I Couldn't Drop A Line."
"Dear Goldilocks...
"How's It Blowing
In The Windy City?
"By The Way, While You're
Mulling Your Life Over,
do You Mind If I Present
My Case One More Time?"
"Dear Maddie,
"A Brief Memo
To Update You
"On The Latest True Story
"From The Blue Moon
Case Files...
"So Far As I Can Figure,
the Brother Still Owes Us
For Solving The Case.
"Of Course, We Did Incur A Few
Minor Operating Expenses.
"What Do You Think A Vintage
Biplane Goes For These Days?
aside From That, The Office Is
Running Like Clockwork.
"Believe It Or Not,
i'm Gonna Call A Staff
Meeting This Week."
* Every Limbo
Boy And Girl *
yeah!
"I Can Imagine
What You're Thinking,
"But Everything Here
Has Been All Business,
"With The Exception
Of A Few Little Diversions
to Keep Morale Up While Our
Fearless Leader Is Gone."
burt: Mr. Addison,
The Band Wants To Know
where They Should
Set Up?
"Listen, From The Score One
From Your Side File,
macgilicuddy's Wife
Left Him."
david: So, What Do You
Want To Get Him?
maddie: Who?
the Blushing Groom.
how About
A Good Lawyer?
"Guess You Called That One.
you Know Me,
The Hopeless Romantic."
david: Women...
Can't Live With 'em,
can't Leave 'em
By The Curb
when You're Done
With 'em.
"Well, I Filled My Letter
Writing Quota For The Year.
"It's Time To Go.
oh, Agnes Says To Say..."
agnes: Hi.
"And...
it's Not Right
Around Here
without You
Slamming Doors
and Yelling.
"Anyway, Don't Worry.
"Stay In Chicago As
Long As You Need To.
"One Last Thing--
this Is All
A Bunch Of Crap.
i'm Miserable, And I
Want You To Come Home."
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