Police Woman (1974–1978): Season 3, Episode 8 - Tennis Bum - full transcript

(exciting music)

- You're going back with me.

- Frank, I don't want
anything from you.

- That little incident
on the beach tonight

is gonna cost you
another 10,000 dollars.

- Yes, he's a friend.

- A separate
room type of friend.

♪ I've got feelings

(suspenseful music)

- Have you ever been in love?

- Yes.

(waves crashing)

- Hold up, police!

- No, Crowley!

He's mine.

(sirens)

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

(man on radio speaking Spanish)

(muffled gunshot)

- Thank you.

- Aren't we gonna
order something?

I'm starved!

- Unless you can order
and eat in five minutes.

And in this place

it takes the waitress five
minutes to find the menu.

- Well, I'm hungry
enough to try.

Hi fellas.

- Jeez, I can't
take you any place.

- Bill, they're marines.

You remember what
it was like, don't you?

- Remember?

Are you kidding?

I'm the only guy on our
ship who had pimples.

- I don't believe that.

Can't we at least
order something to go?

I'm so hungry.

- No, and drink your
coffee, we gotta go.

- Flight's due and
I'll get the coffee.

64 cents for two coffees?

Can you get the tip?

- Semper Fidelis fellas.

How come I never
heard of this Lambkee?

- Frank Lambkee,
you've heard of him.

- I don't think I've been

keeping up on my
intelligence bulletins.

- No, no, this
guy's over the hill.

He did 10 years joint
time on an income tax beef.

- Uh-huh.

- I don't know, I guess he
got out about three years ago.

- So why the big effort?

- There's no big effort.

It's just you and
me, sweetheart.

- That's because Pete and
Joe are smarter than we are.

- How can they be
smarter, I'm a sergeant?

- Because they don't answer
their phone on their day off.

- Wait a minute.

- What?

- That's Donald Lance.

- [Pepper] You know him?

- [Bill] Sure, so do you.

- No, I don't think so.

- Sure, this guy was
working Intelligence

when you came into CCU.

Well, maybe not.

It's just about
the time he quit.

- Yeah, I don't think so.

- He's been working
as a private investigator.

- Bugging device was found.

Bugging what, I wonder.

- There he is.

That's our boy Lambkee.

- [PA] Flight 419 from
Trenton, New Jersey,

now arriving at gate 15.

(sighs)

(people chattering)

(birdsong)

- Any problems?

- Nope.

I'd say everything's just fine.

- All right, take it to my room.

Hey, come on, Sally!

Let's play, huh?

(tires screeching)

(door slamming)

- Been a long time
since I had a steak here.

Fifteen years to be exact.

You know, I didn't know
the place would still be here,

what with all the freeways
they're building and all.

- You had me drive 40
miles so you could eat here

at this place?

- You know that's what's wrong

with you younger people, Vinny,

too interested
in exterior things.

Clothes, cars.

It's what you can't see,
what's on the inside that counts.

- (scoffs) Well, I don't
blame him for stopping here.

It's a great seafood restaurant.

(piano music)

- Uh, listen, I'm
gonna go to the john.

Will you order for me?

A New York medium,
salad, no potato, and coffee.

- Ah, no coffee,
bad for the nerves.

Try the milk.

- What?

You sound like a TV commercial.

Okay, make it milk.

We should be there
in about an hour.

- He make any contacts yet?

- No, not yet.

But he will.

- Well, keep in touch.

Things could get a little tight.

- You're telling me.

(Bill whistles)

- I'll say one thing
for the gentleman.

He sure picks nice places.

- Yeah, but what
does he pick them for?

That's the key question.

- Mm-hmm.

Well as long as
there's good food.

- So this is why you...

- She hasn't changed
a bit, has she?

- It's been a long time, Frank.

Leave her alone, you can
only cause her problems.

- Vinny, mind your own business.

Stick to tennis.

(birdsong)

- They're registering.

- Mm-hmm.

She's beautiful.

- Miss Tracy
Conners, sensational.

- I saw her once at the Grove,

about five, six years ago.

She's great.

I have a couple of questions.

- Yeah, shoot.

- One: Who is Lambkee's
handsome friend?

- Handsome?

- Two: What are they doing here,

and Three: What do we do now?

- Your first two
questions, I don't know,

maybe we'll find out.

To number three...

Now you know why
we brought our luggage.

We're checking in.

- Separate rooms
this time, please.

- Honey, I'm just trying
to keep down expenses.

Besides, what if my
shoulder goes out?

Who's gonna massage my muscle?

- It's time you learned to
massage your own muscle.

- Mr. Guidera's table, please.

There he is.

- Well, that's very interesting.

- Hey, Frank, you couldn't have

picked a better location, huh?

What a place!

Hey, let's have
some dinner, huh?

- We ate.

Drinks will be fine.

- The heavyset one?

- Mm-hmm.

- You know him?

- Yes, ma'am.

That's Ralph Guidera.

He was indicted in a big
real estate fraud last year.

This guy's been on the edge

of organized crime for years.

Looks like he's
shooting for the big time.

- Hey, Vinny, I understand
you're playing in the tournament.

Maybe you can give
me some pointers.

You know, the pro here
charges $25 an hour, imagine that.

- Poor baby, you need a loan?

- No, I got other things
to do with my money.

- Yeah, I'll bet you have.

- I found out who
Lambkee's friend is.

- Who is he?

- It's a guy named
Vincent Bass, tennis pro.

I think he's down here to play
in a tournament at the hotel.

- And just how'd
you find that out?

- Some very clever police work.

- Anything else?

- Yep.

I called the office.

The guy's got no local record.

Oh, and I talked to the old man

and he said find
out what we can.

He's sending Pete and Joe
down tomorrow with some books.

- Hmm.

- That's how I can
afford the wine.

- Finally, a paid
vacation on duty.

Not bad.
- [MC] Miss Tracy Conners.

(applause)

♪ Lover one lovely day

♪ Love came planning to stay

♪ Green Dolphin
Street supplied the setting

♪ The setting for
nights beyond forgetting

♪ And through
these moments apart

♪ Love remained in my heart

♪ When I recall
the thrill I found on

♪ I could kiss the ground on

♪ Green Dolphin Street

♪ Lover lover one lovely day

♪ Love came planning to stay

♪ Green Dolphin
Street supplied the setting

♪ The setting for
nights beyond forgetting

♪ Through these moments apart

♪ Love remains in my heart

♪ And I recall
the thrill I found on

♪ I could kiss the ground on

♪ Green Dolphin Street

- Hello.

- You blew it.

- What are you talking about?

Who is this?

- There's a third tape, Guidera.

- Who is this?

Now, listen, dammit, come on!

- We have the third tape.

I'll contact you
later about money.

(click)

(suspenseful music)

(tennis balls bouncing)

- You gotta work on
that backhand a little.

- You noticed.

- Are you waiting for a partner?

- No, I gotta warm up some more.

- How about a game?

- Well, how good are you?

- Good enough to
straighten out that backhand.

- You're on.

- Vince Bass.

- Pepper Anderson.

- Do you come here often?

- First time.

It's really beautiful.

You work here?

- No, I'm playing in a
tournament here next week.

I thought I'd get
used to the courts.

- Oh, no!

(Vince laughs)

With my backhand
I've met a tennis pro?

Oh, god.

- Uh, Frank, these
are the key men who'll

be working for you.

Fleming, casino
operations manager.

Troutman, accountant
and financial operations.

Salazar, security.

And Posner, he'll be our
communications expert

to your old East
Coast operation.

(clears throat) Now,
here's how it looks.

We've got enough
votes on the city council

to ensure passage of the
ordinance to legalize the casino.

That's cost us 75,000 already.

- Oh.

Who put up the 75,000?

- I did.

We gotta get things going.

Now, as soon as
we start operation,

we tie into your old
operation and we're in.

- Now, you want me to put
three and a half million in front?

All right.

Let's talk percentages.

- Uh...

We figure your cut would amount

to 15 million the first year.

- Now, I don't want you to
confuse age with stupidity.

I figure this operation
should net 75 million a year.

- Ah. (scoffs)

Got a big overhead.

- Overhead?

You're asking me to
put up 75% of the capital,

plus use my East Coast contacts,

for 15% of the action.

You better get to
work on your figures.

- Yeah, well, maybe we did
overestimate our contribution.

Uh, I'll check it out
with the rest of the guys.

- Yeah.

You do that.

- Was that your boyfriend
at dinner last night?

- We're teachers.

We're here for a state
teachers conference.

Yes, he's a friend.

- A separate
room type of friend.

- What would the
school board say?

- I don't know,
but I bet he asked.

I would have.

- Uh...

What kind of work do you do?

- (laughs) Changing the
old subject gambit, eh?

Well, I really don't work.

I just play a lot of tennis.

I think we're
called tennis bums.

- Bet you get to
travel a lot, huh?

- I guess so.

- And those friends with
you at dinner last night?

They're tennis bums, too?

- Miss Anderson,
you were watching.

- You caught me.

- No, those gentlemen
are business associates.

- What kind of...

(racket falls)

- (laughs) Speaking of
dinner, how about tonight?

- You didn't answer my question.

I got a rock in my shoe.

- You didn't answer mine.

- I, uh...

Okay.

I'm late to a meeting.

- Eight all right?

- Eight's great.

- Miss Anderson.

- Looks like we got a
pretty good set of five here.

What'd you find out about him?

- Not much.

He travels a lot, various
tennis tournaments.

- That's it?

Two hours, that's all you
can tell me, he's a tennis bum?

- What's that supposed to mean?

- Saw you out
there on the terrace.

Looked like you were
having a pretty good time, kid.

- Sergeant, you think I've
never seen a great looking

pair of legs on a guy before?

- Just another
passing fanny, huh?

- Bill!

Bass seems like a
very nice guy, he's fun,

but that's it.

- What are you getting
so defensive about?

- I'm not defensive.

- You're defensive, kid.

- I - you asked me
and I'm telling you!

- Pepper, you mind if
we talk business now?

I tailed Lambkee
to Guidera's suite.

They had some kind of a meeting.

- What about?

- Now, how do I know what about?

When Pete and Joe get down here,

maybe I can start tailing
some of these guys.

I might even get a
look-see into Bass's room.

- I'll do it.

It'll be easier for me.

- And a lot more fun, too.

- You get those
prints into town.

- Your game's
gotten a little rusty.

- Yeah, well, I haven't
played for a while.

Been busy with this.

- Speaking of that,
how's it going, Frank?

Everything in order?

- Yeah.

We're talking percentages now.

I think it's gonna be
a good investment.

- Hmm, maybe too good.

- Hey, Vince, you know
something I should?

- No.

No.

Just call it vibes, Frank.

And you've been out
of this game a few years,

you gotta be careful.

We all have a tendency
to get a little rusty

if we haven't
played for a while.

- Yeah.

Yeah.

- Frank, come on in.

Uh, what's up?

- Let's talk.

- Can I get you something?

- Nah.

- Uh, Frank, we
went over the figures.

You were right about
the percentages.

- That's not why I'm here.

Explain everything to me, Ralph.

Tell me about the
whole operation.

- Yeah, but Frank you
know everything already.

- Explain it to me.

Explain every detail.

- All right.

We open a casino in
Cabazon, near Palm Springs.

Small operation, nothing to
get the Vegas boys upset about.

Then maybe later we
open a couple more,

like a franchise.

But you know this already.

What's the matter, Frank?

- A friend told me
you're holding back.

- Okay.

Some of the guys
thought that we'd

work a few ladies on the side.

You know, just for their
entertainment value,

no profit, you understand.

- I'm not sure I do.

There's something
that ain't right.

Like an itch.

An itch I can't scratch.

You better be straight
with me, Ralph.

(door shuts)

- You heard?

- Oh, yeah.

- What do you think,
does he know anything?

- Yeah, my guess is
he knows something.

But if he doesn't, he's
not gonna stop checking

until he does.

- Yeah, but who?

Who talks to the old man?

- It's Bass, man.

It's gotta be Bass.

- Yeah, I think you're right.

Maybe Olsen here better
take care of him, huh?

- Oh, uh, excuse me.

Could I trouble you
to unlock my door?

I left my keys on the dresser.

- I'm sorry, miss, but
you have to get the key

from the front desk.

I am not allowed
to open the rooms.

- Oh, but I'm late for
a teacher's meeting,

it's about to break
up, and if I get caught,

well you understand.

Please, I just had to
get in a game of tennis.

- Sure, but please do
not mention this to anyone.

- Thank you.

(door shuts)

(case snapping open)

(dramatic music)

(phone ringing)

- Yeah.

- I'm glad I got you.

- [Man] What is it?

- I need you down here right
away, there could be trouble.

- I'll leave right now.

(door shutting)

- Don't turn around,
just keep walking.

(grunts)

(gun falls on ground)

(grunts)

(thud)

(suspenseful music)

- How's your elbow?

- My elbow is fine,
my tennis is rotten.

- (laughs) Well, what
would you like to drink?

- Scotch, but heavy
on the water, okay?

- That'll make two of us.

Hmm.

You know, I've
always liked this place.

It kind of makes
me feel as if I'm

living in another time.

- Sometimes I wish I were.

- Vodka tonic.

(sighs)

Uh, could you pass
me those chips, please?

What's bugging you?

- Not a thing is bugging me.

- Then why are you so uptight?

- Who's uptight?

I'm not uptight.

- That's what I mean.

- Joe, will you stay
off my case, please?

- Tracy.

- Hi, Vinny.

- Hi.

- Hmm.

- Can I buy you a drink?

- Not a drink, I
have a show to do.

- Well, will you
sit for a minute?

Come on.
- That'd be nice.

- This is Pepper Anderson.

- Hello.

- Tracy Conners.

- I love your singing.

- Oh, thank you.

How do you manage
to always be with

the most attractive
woman in the place?

- (laughs) They
just go for my serve.

(ladies laugh)

Frank, will you
join us for a drink?

- I called your
room three times.

Come on, we'll go to my table.

We gotta talk.

- Frank, there's
nothing to be said.

It's all been said.

- Look, we can talk at my table.

- Please, this is where I work.

You're hurting me!

- Hey, Frank, come on, relax.

Sit down, have a drink.

Come on.

- Stay outta this, Vinny.

- Frank, you wrecked
my career before.

You're not doing it again.

Now get out of here.

- You better stay with him.

- You got it.

- Thanks.

Would you play piano for me?

- Sure, I will.

Will you...

- Just a tennis bum?

- I'll be right back.

(piano music)

♪ Feelings

♪ Nothing more than feelings

♪ Trying to forget

♪ My feelings of love

♪ Teardrops

♪ Rolling down on my face

♪ I'm trying to forget

♪ My feelings of love

♪ Feelings

♪ For all my life I'll feel it

♪ I wish I never met you boy

♪ You'll never come again

♪ Feelings

♪ Whoa whoa whoa feel you

♪ Whoa whoa
whoa I wanna feel you

♪ Again in my arms

♪ Whoa feelings

♪ Whoa whoa whoa to feel you

♪ Again in my heart

♪ Feelings

(waves lapping)

- Vince.

What's with Tracy and Frank?

- Tracy.

Tracy Conners.

She was headed
for the big time once.

She had it all.

- What happened?

- She fell in love.

She was subpoenaed
to testify before

a Senate committee
investigation on organized crime.

- Testify about what?

- Her association
with Frank Lambkee.

She was Frank's girl.

The big time.

But that was back in the fifties

and it just about
destroyed her career.

No one would
touch her after that.

Today she'd become a
celebrity and write a book.

- (laughs) Right.

You care about her, don't you?

- She's a friend.

- That's nice.

- Pepper.

- Oh, you scared me!

- I really enjoy...

I guess what I'm trying
to say is that, uh...

It's fun, tonight, right now.

- I feel the same way.

- Have you ever been in love?

- Yes.

- You know, it's funny.

I've always felt I was
immune from something like...

(scoffs) Well, I
guess we all have

our own image of ourselves.

- Are you afraid
of getting hurt?

Yeah?

- Possibly.
- Uh-huh.

- I guess I've been
ducking too long.

But Pepper, I'm glad that
you're here with me tonight.

(gunshot)

(suspenseful music)

Don't move, stay down!

(romantic music)

- [Bill] Is this the guy?

- Yeah, that's the guy.

Highway patrol said he must've
fallen asleep at the wheel,

broke his neck.

- Is he affiliated with Harris?

- Associate.

That's what the manager says.

Joe.

- What about Bass?

- Well, we ID'ed him through DMV

and his real name, Bassaloni.

- Oh, really?

Why don't you tell me
something I don't know already.

What'd his record show?

- Nothing.

- Nothing?

- Nothing.

- The CII?

- Bill, we checked everything,
there's absolutely nothing.

- The FBI, did
you check the FBI?

- Hey, hey, come on, William.

We did a thorough check.

He doesn't have a record.

He's clean.

- Yeah, well there's
something going on here

and Bass is right
in the middle of it.

Now I'm gonna find out what.

- What's his predicament?

- (scoffs) Pepper.

(knocking at door)

- Hi, Pep, how'd it go?

- Someone took a shot at Bass.

- Where was he when it happened?

- We were walking
along the beach.

- What were you doing
on the beach, Pep?

- Doing what I get
paid for, be a cop.

- Okay, so what happened?

- Well, we were...

(sighs) Look, someone
took a shot at him

about 200 yards from the hotel.

In case anybody's
interested, he wasn't hit.

- Did you get a look
at who fired the shot?

- No.

- Pete, you wanna lay it on her?

What we found out about Bass?

- What about him?

- Well, uh, we ran
a make on his prints.

- Well, what are
you trying to tell me?

- This key name
came back, Basseloni.

Remember that newspaper
story about Lance,

the retired cop?

- Yeah.

- Well, they matched
up Bass's prints

to a set they found
in Lance's room

and right now he's a
major suspect in the case.

- Homicide couldn't connect
the name with the prints

until we showed up.

- What kind of gun
was Lance killed with?

- .45.

- Pep, did you go have a
look-see like we talked about?

What'd you find?

What'd you find, Pep?

- A .45.

(door crashes)

- That little incident
on the beach tonight

is gonna cost you
another 10,000 dollars.

- Are you crazy,
breaking in here like that?

Now, get out of here
before I have you busted.

- That'd be your second mistake.

The police might want to
listen to a little tape we have.

- You're getting to
be a nuisance, Bass.

You know, I don't think I
can miss you at this distance,

you can count on it.

Burglary.

Isn't that what they call it?

You came in here
and you got shot.

- Put that thing away before
I shove it down your throat.

My partner is holding that tape.

Now just think, Ralph,
you stupid, miserable slob!

I was sitting at the
table when he called you!

- Prove it.

I wanna hear it.

- I could play it for Frank.

He might enjoy your big plan.

- You're crazy, dammit.

Prove it or get out.

- Mexico.

Let's just say the real
investment lies in Mexico.

- All right, no more games.

How much?

I want that tape.

- 50,000 dollars.

- All right, you got it.

You'll have it tomorrow.

(piano music)

- Hey, Tracy.

We could have a
nightcap and talk.

There's a lotta things
we got to talk about.

- Frank, there's
nothing to talk about.

Those years are gone.

Why don't you just cut it off

and stop living in a memory.

- You're going back with me!

I can give you
anything you want.

Big house, security, money,

everything you always wanted.

- Frank!

I don't want anything from you.

Forget it.

Jose!

Would you send Mr. Herbert over?

(plays "The Way
We Were" on piano)

- Care for a little company?

- Girl talk?

I'd love it.

- You know, I met you
once backstage at the Grove

a few years ago.

- You're kidding.

- You probably don't remember,
but you were wonderful.

- Thank you.

- I didn't know whether
or not to interrupt.

- Oh, it was nothing.

I was just reliving
an old nightmare.

- Frank Lambkee.

- Yeah, Frank Lambkee.

I need him like I need
a bad case of laryngitis.

- But you were close once?

- Yeah, once.

But Frank's the kind of man that

you shouldn't really
get that close to.

I think you understand.

- Sure do.

- And then again, there's Bass.

- Tracy, what can you
tell me about Bass?

- What do you want to know?

- His connection with Lambkee.

- You're asking
me if he's a crook?

- Yeah, I guess so.

- I don't really think he is.

He just likes to hang
around with the big gamblers

and parties, all the
broads and that stuff.

Do you know anything
about astrology?

- A little, I guess.

- What's your sign?

- Uh, I'm Virgo.

- Well, Bass is a Pisces.

So that should
tell you something.

- Man, I sure dig the
way she plays that piano.

- You got something
like a glass of milk?

- They just put
the old man to bed.

(scoffs) Bartender
almost threw him out.

- Hmm.

Thanks.

- What'd you turn up?

- A little blackmail.

Bass put the screws
to Guidera for fifty thou.

I think it was fifty thou.

This game's getting rough.

- How'd you find all that out?

- Bass.

I'll say this much for him,

he's got a very unusual
way of opening doors.

Where's Pepper?

- I guess she went to bed.

(suspenseful music)

(knocking)

- Bob Landum.

I'm with Criminal
Investigations.

- What the hell is
going on down here?

This is...

I swear, this thing's got
more angles than a pipe fitter.

- We have developed information

that Guidera is putting
together an organization

for distributing Mexican
heroin to the east.

- Mexican heroin?

- We've had a tail on
him for about three...

- Wait, wait a minute.

How does Lambkee
fit into all this?

I mean, according to his file,

he's not even involved in...

As a matter of fact, not only
is he not involved in dope,

but he's been on the outs

because he wouldn't
handle the stuff.

- He doesn't know.

- Are you serious?

- The boys back
east want his bucks.

See, when he was on
top, Lambkee salted away

almost 20 million in
Swiss bank accounts.

Now the syndicate
wants that money back

and only Lambkee can get it.

But he won't deal in junk.

That's why they
had Guidera set up

this phony casino operation.

- Just how tight are
you guys into this thing?

- Pretty tight.

We've got a snitch.

Right in the middle.

- Snitch?

You don't mean Bass.

- He's working
on a forgery beef.

How did you guys get into this?

- (sighs) On a day off.

A lousy day off.

(sighs) What happens to
Bass if Guidera finds out?

- He's got big problems.

(splashing)

- How'd you finally
sleep last night?

- Well, you know.

Is Landum calling the shots?

- (scoffs) It's his
snitch, his case.

As far as I'm concerned, we
can pack up and head home.

Chief wants us to hang
around and lend a hand.

We should meet Landum
in about 10 minutes.

I gotta make a stop.

His room is 127, I'll see you
there when you get through.

- Okay.

- Excuse me, miss.

Good morning.

- Good morning.

- I'm sorry about last night.

- You're not gonna
tell me, are you?

What you're doing?

- What I'm doing has
nothing to do with you.

Look, why don't we
have dinner tonight?

We'll talk about it then, huh.

- I don't like chasing shadows.

Let's see what the
day brings, okay?

- (sighs) Sure.

I'll see you later, okay?

- Okay.

- Vinny!

The money just showed up.

Let's do it now, huh?

- Okay, I'll get it and meet
you down on the beach.

- All right.

- Your name, your money.

That's what they wanted, Frank.

- Who's involved,
calling the shots?

- Ralph Guidera.

He's using you like you're
some wet nosed punk kid.

- You bring what I asked for?

(case snapping open)

- Okay, good.

Well, I think we should
have this wrapped up today.

- Where's Pep?

She should be here by now.

Yeah, room 227, please.

(waves lapping)

- Did you bring it?

- Relax, you're a nervous wreck.

I got it right here.

- [Man On Recording] Site of
California's first permanent...

- Not very bright, Vinny.

How much you tell Frank, huh?

- I know everything.

Now, however you're
involved in this, I'm gonna...

(gunshot)

(suspenseful music)

- Hold it, police!

- No, Crowley!

He's mine.

(gunshot)

He got a better break
than he gave Lance.

- All right, let's
go, off of him!

Come on, off of him!

Let's go.

(car doors shutting)

Hey, Landum.

- Yeah.

- What about Bass?

- Well, as far as I know,
he hasn't broken any law.

- Just who the hell is
Vincenzo Basseloni?

- He's a cop.

- He's a cop?

- And he's one of my agents.

So was Donald Lance,
I recruited them both.

Lance, when he retired
from your department.

- And Bass?

- Well, Bass grew up
with some rough kids.

He ran with some criminals.

He was a natural.

Lambkee liked him and
that's how we were able

to keep a line on Guidera.

And through Bass we've
been able to keep informed

on what's happening
in various crime circles.

But as far as the rest of
the world is concerned,

Vincent Bass is just
another tennis bum.

- Can I at least
tell Sergeant...

- No, Crowley.

Especially not
Sergeant Anderson.

I'll see you.

(waves crashing)

- Where do you go from here?

- Vegas.

Big tournament there next week.

- Vince, just what are you?

- I'm a tennis pro

who just happens to have
some friends who were crooks.

- You have a funny
sense of humor.

- Pepper, I know you're a cop.

I've known it ever since the
time you were in my room.

- Doing my job doesn't
make the rest of it a lie.

- I know.

You don't have to explain to me.

Pepper...

We run in different
circles, you and I.

It just wouldn't
work for either of us.

You understand that, Pepper?

- Yeah, I understand.

- Well, I wish you
could explain it to me.

(wistful music)

(dramatic music)

(fanfare)