02x11 - The Hand-Painted Thai

[bunniefuu]

♪ Look at what's
happened to me ♪

♪ I can't believe it myself ♪

♪ Suddenly I'm up
on top of the world ♪

♪ It should have
been somebody else ♪

♪ Believe it or not
I'm walking on air ♪

♪ I never thought I
could feel so free ♪

♪ Flying away on a
wing and a prayer ♪

♪ Who could it be ♪

♪ Believe it or
not it's just me ♪

♪ Just like the
light of a new day ♪

♪ It hit me from
out of the blue ♪

♪ Breaking me out
of the spell I was in ♪

♪ Making all of my
wishes come true ♪

♪ Believe it or not
I'm walking on air ♪

♪ I never thought I
could feel so free ♪

♪ Flying away on a
wing and a prayer ♪

♪ Who could it be ♪

♪ Believe it or
not it's just me ♪

♪ Who could it be ♪

♪ Believe it or
not it's just me ♪♪

You men have been
tried and found guilty...

of crimes against the
People's Republic of Cambodia.

You men will redeem yourselves
in the eyes of the world...

by taking up arms against
the American capitalists.

You're still at w*r
with your native land,

committed to the
struggle of the Third World.

Hey, I can't do 50
cities in six days, honey.

Yeah, and tell Sid only
large TV talkers, right?

No FM radio stuff. Yeah.

And I don't like those
8-by-10 glossies, honey.

I think the logo should be
centered, no address. Right?

Right. Ciao, baby.

Mr. Liang... These guys act
like I just fell out of an egg roll.

There's a man up in the
living room to see you.

He wouldn't tell me
his name. He's Oriental.

Well, that earns him a fortune
cookie and a U-turn. Throw him out.

Yes, sir.

Who's this? Jerry? Yeah, good.

Is the stuff being off-loaded? Well,
watch out for those thieves from Hong Kong.

Inventory the entire shipload
and keep it on schedule. Wait.

Oh, the Hand-painted
Thai is cookin' here, Jerry.

We are smokin'! Yeah.

Ciao.

I told him to wait
in the living room.

I'll show him out. No, no, no.

You just go.

It has been some time, Colonel.

Yeah. You're looking
good, General.

Since the last time we met in
Moscow, why, you haven't changed at all.

In 12 years you've
done quite well, Fong.

Yes... Yes, sir.

Uh, for the sake of my
people I have labored, sir.

I've become this most hated
of beings... a capitalistic pig...

For the purpose of, uh,
making my cover secure...

and performing
the people's work.

It is necessary for you
to own 50 restaurants...

to preserve this cover?

It is necessary to spit on
the traditions of our nation...

by naming these restaurants
in such a degrading fashion?

"A Hand-painted Thai."

Sir, if one is to convince
others that he is a capitalist,

one must think and
act like a capitalist.

It is time to deliver
the platinum rosebud.

Fifteen miles below
the Hansen Dam,

a brain trust of the finest Western
minds is convening for a clinic,

and when the dam
goes they will go with it,

setting back Western
technology a hundred years!

The secondary effect will be
the death of 10 million people...

and the devastation of prime
United States agriculture.

You'll pick me up
at the Big 6 Motel.

I have a small room there.

8:00 tonight.

You are no longer to
exercise your cover.

You are now a suicide agent of
the People's Army of Cambodia.

Why?

Why now?

Just when we're going national!

So the shiksa has to do a
couple of scenes in the buff.

I'm not talking about a chili
dinner. This is a big picture!

Look. In 20 minutes
we withdraw the offer,

and you lose your 10
percent of a prime rib deal.

Bye!

Mr. Boxx, there's a man
named Smith on the phone. So?

He wants to talk to you. He said it's
something about a yellow blowgun.

He's on line three.

Marty? Yes.

Platinum rosebud.

Sunset 101, 16-R,
12 clicks, 1900.

Sunset 101, 16-R,
12 clicks, 1900.

I think you might
want to read this.

Mr. Boxx, where are you going?

Art's Garage and Tow
Service. Art speaking.

Platinum rosebud.
Sunset 101, 16-R...

Sunset 101, 16-R...

12 clicks, 1900.

12 clicks, 1900.

Hey, Art, the Chevy's on the
rack. You wanna take a look at it?

I got the manifold
pulled and, uh... Art? Art!

Hey, you all right?

You listenin' to me? What's the
matter with you? Come back here!

No, Pam arranged for
us to get in for free, Bill.

Terrific! Boy, I love a
good basketball game.

Do we have to sit with
them delinquents you teach?

Those delinquents. At
least they have good English.

- Hello.
- Platinum rosebud.

Sunset 101, 16-R,
12 clicks, 1900.

- Huh?
- Is this Timothy Lider?

- Bill, do you know a Tim Lider?
- You're sitting in his desk.

- Lider, your mommy wants you. It's line four.
- Hold on. He'll be right here.

I love all that cloak-and-dagger
stuff you guys use.

That's how we keep the country
safe, Ralph. Don't knock it.

Hey, Mr. H., we gotta
sit out there all day long?

- How did you get
in here with no I.D.?
- I walked.

That bus is gettin' really hot.
It ain't got no air-conditioning.

"Ain't got no"? Ralph, I love what
you're doing with the grammar there.

They're all starting to sound like
Viennese doctors. What do you got?

Carlisle's interstate
woodchopper.

Six park rangers
dead in a month.

Looks like he belongs in the
main tank at Marineland, don't he?

Doesn't he.

I'm a schoolteacher. I just go
through life correcting people's English.

It's kind of a habit, you know,
like biting your fingernails.

Out of my chair. Oh. Sorry.

Line four.

Agent Lider. May I help you?

- Is this Timothy Lider?
- Yes, it is.

Platinum rosebud. Sunset 101.

16-R, 12 clicks, 1900.

Come on, come on. Hurry.
Let's go. The elevator's waiting.

Whoa! Six-fifty! That's
gonna be some game!

We hope these seats aren't
right behind the basketball net,

'cause, you know,
you can't see nothin'.

Uh, honey, this is the
Forum, not the projects.

Every seat is center court.

Tim, you know the Forum. Aisle
"C"... that's center court, right?

Tim?

- I don't think
he's with us, Bill.
- No!

Every fed is always "with us."

They teach that kind of high-tech
concentration at fed school.

Hey, I saw a guy have
an epileptic seizure once.

He looked just like that
before he went into convulsions.

- He's out.
- No, he's a kidder.

He was always a big
kidder. Tim, you okay?

Tim?

What's the matter with
you? Put that thing away!

Whoa! Whoa!

You stay here. Count on it!

Where is he? Hold it, hold it.

He's in your bus with your
kids and the counselor. What?

Drive it.

- Do it, Tony.
- Drive it.

Who is he? What is he doing sh**ting
at you, Bill? I don't know. I don't know!

I've been saying good morning to
him for five years, I don't even know...

Listen. Where's the suit?

It's in the bus. What?

I don't wear it to bed either. We were
going to a ball game. Give me a break.

Okay, here we go.
Let's badge this guy.

Hold it! Okay, hold it
right there! Hey! Hey!

Hold it right there! Official
federal government business!

Out! Come on. Come on.

Hey, man, what are you doin'?

Hey, that's my
car! That's my car!

Sir, uh, would you like to tell us
who you are and what you want?

That guy can't hear
a word you're saying.

He's about six bricks short a
full load there, Miss Davidson.

Bill, don't do anything. I'm responsible for
these kids. I don't wanna see 'em get hurt.

- Don't tell me the job.
- Who is this guy? What happened to him?

I don't know. He got some bad
shrimp for lunch. Just don't lose him!

You guys all right?

Yeah. Ralph, who was he?

Tim!

Timmy!

Tim! No! Don't!

Ha-ha! Gotcha!

What is going on?

I don't know.

Timmy? Timmy.

♪♪

♪♪ That's just a cover, General.

We eat the best foods, listen
to their music, drive their cars...

and destroy their decadent
society when they aren't looking.

♪♪ Ehh!

I believe your phone
is ringing, Fong.

Uh, no, it's not. It, uh... I-I'm getting
a short that makes it ring like that.

Go... I mean,
Mr. Liang speaking.

Shawn, I think something's
wrong down here.

We got 350 cases of soy
sauce that aren't moving out.

The truck's in the alley
and... Ah. Oh. Uh, yeah.

Look. This is a...

Uh... I-I-I really can't...

Uh, yeah, well, uh...

Yeah, yeah, yeah, well, that's
what happens in this crummy country!

Count on Sally with this stuff.

I'm busy. Don't bother me. Okay?

Capitalist inefficiency.

Makes me want to vomit watching
these fools play their mindless games.

Here it is, General. Sixteen
miles up Highway 101.

Turn right and
drive 12 kilometers.

We're missing one agent.

Yeah. Sergeant Lider.

Twelve years is a long time. It is quite
possible that our technique was unsuccessful.

One man doesn't show,
maybe he's been deprogrammed.

Then he is too much a threat to our mission
with the information he carries in his head.

- You'll eliminate Lider.
- But he's a federal agent.

I will say this one time.

I feel that you are no longer
the man I knew 12 years ago.

You disgust me!
You have new ways!

If this program fails, you will die in
the most terrible manner I can devise.

I will k*ll you slowly, Fong...
Slowly and without mercy.

I'm busy! Talk to Sally!

Bring them inside.

You men have been
tried and found guilty...

of crimes against the
People's Republic of Cambodia.

The time for our
mission has arrived.

You men can redeem yourselves in
the eyes of the world by taking up arms...

against the
American capitalists.

You're still at w*r
with your native land,

committed to the
struggle of the Third World.

Our mission is to
blow up this structure,

thus flooding the
surrounding area...

and destroying our enemies
who are gathered there.

And upon completion
of this mission,

you men will
eliminate yourselves.

Dr. Norton, report
to Pediatrics.

How are the kids? A little bit
shaken up, but I think they'll live.

I had Ray Buck take them home. I'd
say that was a bit strange. Wouldn't you?

Strange is not the word
for it. I can't believe it.

This guy's agent
operational profile...

is A-okay perfect all the
way across the board,

and he snaps just like that.

This is not a guy
who was flying light.

He's not.

The kind of agent you don't even
have to check the spelling in his reports.

How's that for a scenario?

Agent Maxwell? Yes.

You can see him now. Thank you.

Maybe he's got, you
know, family problems.

Oh, I think it's more than that.

A man like this
goes around a bend,

and you begin to think you're
traveling in the fast lane yourself.

Tim? You awake?

- How you feeling?
- Lousy.

Well,

I gotta ask you eventually...
Might as well be now.

Um...

what the heck happened?

I mean, you pulled a
g*n on a bus full of kids.

Last thing I remember, I was...

handing out that flier on
the park woodchopper.

You really don't remember
anything else? Not a thing.

You pulled a g*n on me, Tim.

I don't remember that. I swear.

Well, it happened.

I don't know how or
why, but it happened.

We were in the bull pen.
You got a telephone call.

You okay?

No.

I... I just, uh...

Platinum... rosebud.

Platinum rosebud.
Bill, what's going on?

I don't know, pal,
but I'm gonna find out.

Now, you just stay down and
stay easy and do what they tell you.

Darnedest thing I've
ever seen in my life.

One minute he's talking to
me like a regular, ordinary fed.

The next second he's talking
some kind of jabber about...

rosebud.

This is some crazy
scenario. Scenario, scenario.

I hear that word one more
time, I'm gonna scream, Bill.

I wouldn't scream in here. They'd drop the
net on you and start showing you ink blots.

"Rosebud." Bill, that was the first word
I heard when I answered Lider's phone.

"Platinum rosebud." I thought it
was some kind of florist or something.

Sounds like a nightclub, a place
where people go to meet or something.

When he got the call,
Lider left immediately.

"Left" isn't the right word. When he
got in that elevator, he wasn't even there.

It was like some kind of trance.

You mean like a hypnotic trance?

Yeah. Exactly like
that. Wait a minute.

He was like a zombie.
Wait a minute! Hold it!

What, are you kidding? Hypnosis?

An F.B.I. man? Don't be silly.

- Anyway, that stuff
is a lot of bunk.
- It is not the bunk, Bill.

The A.M.A. has authorized its use
in some areas, mainly pain control.

Last year Erika Van Damm was
brought in on a case we were handling.

We won the case
based on her testimony.

Erika Van Damm, the nightclub
hypnotist? Give me a break!

Maybe she can answer
some of our questions. Yeah.

I bet if we hurry, we can catch
her show and talk to her after.

That stuff is a lot
of Hollywood hooey.

I'm not gonna watch her make some guy bark
like a dog, and that's the end of that.

Let's go.

Now I'm going to
give you all a word.

When you hear that word, you
will sleep a deep, deep sleep.

Do you believe this gunk?

- And the word is...
- How about "scenario," Bill?

Has everyone heard that?

The word is "birdcage."

You, sir, are a belly dancer.

And you are
catching butterflies.

And you are a chicken!

How about that? Let's
have a big round of applause!

She's great.

Thank you!

Now, you will awaken
as I touch your forehead.

You will awaken refreshed,

and the word "birdcage" will
hold no further associations for you.

Thank you! Another round
of applause for these people!

Thank you! Thank you!

You may return to your seats.
Thank you very much. Thank you.

Now I will ask you all to remain seated
until I make a pass through the audience,

as it has been my experience...

that many people remain
entranced whilst listening to the show.

Thank you. Good night.

This dame oughta be selling
snake oil with that lingo.

"I am now gonna pass
among you with a tin cup...

because I got you
under hypnotic whosis."

Bottom of the
birdcage on that one.

I don't know, Bill. Her voice is so
hypnotic. I really felt it pulling me.

Your socks are too tight and
you're still drinking that junk.

You should have some of
this good Wild Rooster... no ice.

So, how did you enjoy the show?

It was wonderful, Erika.
Thank you. Thank you.

This is Ralph Hinkley. Hello.

And Bill Maxwell. Ma'am. Hello.

Amazing. Absolutely incredible how
you can control somebody's mind like that.

Yeah. Miss Van Damm really oughta take a
crack at some of your space cadets, Ralph.

It is a form of mind control.

The power of
suggestion is very strong.

Is it possible to give somebody
a posthypnotic suggestion...

and then recall it,
say, 10 years later?

When you give someone
a posthypnotic suggestion,

you're planting an association
in the subject's mind.

It would take tremendous
conditioning, but, theoretically, yes.

It's possible. What
do you think, Bill?

Well, I think we oughta thank Miss
Van Damm for her time and efforts here.

We'd better get along home. I'm sure she's
tired, and we don't wanna keep her up late.

You, uh, sound like a
skeptic, Mr. Maxwell.

Ehh. Realist.

Well, hypnosis is
very real, Mr. Maxwell.

Your government has been doing extensive
scientific research to corroborate that.

Yeah, well...

- Oh, well, thanks again, Erika.
- Anytime, Pam.

- Ralph?
- Bye-bye.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Talk about a waste last night.

Bill, that was definitely
not a waste of time.

I mean, we know now
when Timmy flipped out...

it was possibly due to a posthypnotic
suggestion being called in.

Yes, like "platinum rosebud."

You should get the doctor to see how he
reacts to that phrase, "platinum rosebud."

That is definitely
not the scenario.

That is a perfectly
good scenario!

I thought so myself.
Absolutely not.

No way in a hundred years.

- Hello.
- Timothy Lider?

- Yes?
- The rosebud is dead.

Ralph! Ralph!
What are you doing?

It's out of order.

You sold out,
Fong. I did not, sir.

You are a disgrace to
the People's Republic.

Look at you! And all of this
opulence, decadence, wealth!

I spit on it!

You will take the place of
Sergeant Lider in our mission.

You were a
brilliant leader once,

and that's why you were
picked for this mission.

I volunteered, sir. I
know it's a small point...

If you haven't been
corrupted, as you claim,

you will have lost nothing...

and regained my
respect as a comrade.

But if you are lying, I will
k*ll you with my bare hands,

slowly, like the
creeping of winter.

Yes?

Your ex-wife.

- Shawn, what am I gonna do?
- Yes, dear.

At 10:00 this morning...

B-But... it's a Rolls-Royce!

Nothing can be wrong!

There is a definite
connection here.

Two phone calls, two suicide
attempts... one successful.

Yeah, well, if you
hadn't lost the guy...

All we got is that Tim was on the phone with
some Oriental before he went out the window.

Suppose it was some
old pal of his from 'Nam...

and he just happened to be on the phone...
a coincidence... just before Tim lost it.

I'm telling you, something is
going on here. Yes, that's right.

Poor old Tim has popped his
clutch. That's what's going on.

I mean, it happens... a lot...

to law enforcement
officers, unfortunately.

It's a high-stress job, so I don't wanna
hear any more about hypnosis and buzz words.

Oh, come on. "Platinum
rosebud" meant something.

And we're gonna find out what it was as
soon as Eugene brings up the transcript...

of all of the telephone calls that went
in or out of that extension yesterday...

so we get the message exact.

You're a little
fuzzy on that too.

I wanna call Pam
and see how she is.

You got a phone around here
that isn't bugged? That's very funny.

When they do it,
it's called bugging.

When we do it, it's
called family monitoring.

Hey, Bill, I just heard
about what happened to Tim.

What's the scenario on that?
He was always such a fun guy.

He always used to mix up
the files in Carlisle's folder...

before he'd go in
for a staff meeting.

You wouldn't think a guy with a sense of
humor like that would punch his own time card.

I would have never
figured on that scenario.

- Oww! Whoa! Wait a minute!
- Bill! You okay?

No, I'm not! It burns!

Most people use a cup, Bill.

This thing is defective. It's
got a dribble glass hole in it.

Gee whiz. Maxwell?

Yeah. Maxwell, you all right?

Peachy. Is that it? Yeah, this
is it. I scanned all the tapes.

That's every incoming and outgoing
phone call from extension 1214...

for the entire day.

You're a treasure, Eugene. We
need more kids like you in the bureau.

Thank you. I'm going to take the
written test next month. I hope to move up.

How's the counselor? She
already went into the courtroom.

You got the transcripts. You
got a hot Maxwell scenario for us?

I love that! I love it when
you guys talk like that.

I don't believe we've met.
I'm Eugene Vale, Transcripts.

But I hope to move up
to Investigations soon.

Ralph Hinkley. Nice to meet you.

- So, you got a hot one, huh?
- Looks that way.

Boy, what I wouldn't give for a
chance at that... to be out in the field.

And the lingo, I just eat it up when
you guys talk that way... scenario!

Yeah, here it is! Sunset
101, 16-R, 12 clicks, 1900.

Sounds like a code.
Code? That's great!

Okay. Thanks again,
Eugene. Super job.

- By the way, Ralph,
this is Eugene.
- Yeah. We already met.

- Where have you been?
- Huh?

Oh. I was just
concentrating, that's all.

- Now, uh, Eugene?
- Sir?

Would you mind getting out of
the way. We could use the door.

Uh, yes, sir. Thanks.

Come on, Ralph. We
got something hot here.

"Something hot." I love it!

Okay, well, all
we got here is...

Sunset 101, 16-R,
12 clicks, 1900.

Sunset and a bunch of numbers.
That doesn't mean anything. What else?

Quick as Timmy heard this gobby
on the phone, he set off somewhere.

Let's see... 1900.

That's time, obviously.
That's, uh, 7:00.

Twelve clicks. Clicks
is military for kilometer.

They used that in 'Nam.
Timmy was in 'Nam.

Following the same analogy,
Highway 101, Sunset 101.

- Well, let me see.
- Sunset, uh...

No, it couldn't mean the time.

We already have the time. Yeah.

Is there a Sunset Boulevard
on-ramp at Highway 101?

Yeah, yeah, yeah!
That's it! Come on!

What would you do without me?

I don't know.

Sunset Boulevard
on-ramp at Highway 101.

Uh, 16-R means
16 miles, turn right,

12 kilometers, meet
there at 1900 hours.

Sounds about right. Bill, it
all makes sense. Come on.

"Platinum rosebud" is the key
word to induce the hypnotic trance...

Are we back on that again?

Svengali and his walkin' dead.

The Vietcong were involved in a number
of brainwashing operations during the w*r.

Isn't it just possible?
Well, we'll find out, anyway.

Get out to this secret rendezvous
that Tim was headed for.

You got the suit on. Holograph
around, fill in the gaps.

We'll come up with
some kind of scenario.

I'm telling you, Tim Lider could
have been in a hypnotic trance...

when he pulled that crazy stunt.

It would sure
make sense... Bill!

Bill, what is the matter
with you? Wake up!

Bill? Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Come on. Come on, guy.

Oh, boy. Uh, what did
she... What was that word?

Birdcage. Birdcage,
Bill, birdcage!

All right, listen to my voice. When I count
to three, you're gonna wake up. Okay?

One, two, three.

Wake up!

Terrific. Okay.

Come on, Bill. Come
on. Move over. Move over.

Let's go. Move over now.

Come on. Get over there.

Oh, boy. Oh, boy. Terrific.

Okay. Um, street.

Uh, bush. Tree. Shrub.

Uh, bad guys. Good guys.

Um, uh, bus.

Damn.

Howdy.

What can I do ya?

Here for Granger. Problem
with some sump on "A" level.

sh**t, Granger don't
come in on weekends.

Never does. Yeah?

He didn't say nothin'
about repairs. Fine with me.

Just as soon have the rest of
the day off myself. Right, fellas?

Sorry, fellas. Hey, no sweat.

Just give me your John Hancock and department
number, and we'll get out of your hair.

- What am I signing for?
- You got your job, I got mine.

I don't wanna get the flak when they find
out I wasn't here when I was supposed to.

Just... You can sign right here.

Maybe I should make a call.

We have three more on "A"
level and one guard roaming.

Snake oil. Government. Research.

Sputnik. Butterfly. Uh,
ballet dancer. Chicken.

Uh, C.I.A.? F.B.I.?

Uh, uh, spaceship.

Green guys.

Uh, K.G.B.?

Uh...

garbanzo beans!

Barn?

Bill! Wake up, partner!

They're gonna blow
up Hansen Dam. Bill?

- Hello.
- Pam. I've been trying
to reach you.

- I was in court. What's the matter?
- Bill's in a trance.

A what? He all of a
sudden drew a blank on me.

I can't seem to bring
him back around.

He must have been put
under last night at the show.

There has to be a word
that puts him in and out.

I tried to use that word Erika used
in her show last night... birdcage...

But it doesn't seem to be
having any effect on him.

It could be almost anything. Maybe
something somebody said during the show.

Uh, Ralph, try "scenario."

- What?
- Trust me. Try "scenario."

- Scenario?
- We oughta be at that barn
in 20 minutes.

What's the matter with my watch?

Thank you. You're a
lifesaver. Talk to you later.

Ralph, be careful.

Huh? What are you...
What are you talking...

What are you doing over there, I'm
over here? What do you got the suit on for?

You were right. It
was a rendezvous.

That guy I was chasing is gonna blow
up Hansen Dam in about 20 minutes.

Whoa! Wait a minute! Hold it!
When did we find all this out?

Uh, well, partner,
you've been in a trance.

- What?
- You've been in a trance.

You put yourself out with a posthypnotic
suggestion that you received last night.

Give me a break!

Bill... Ramrod Five-Star
Maxwell? Don't be silly.

Bill, I am telling
you the truth!

You received a
posthypnotic suggestion...

that puts you out every time
you hear the word "scenario."

- Ohh...
- I'm sorry.

Bill? Scenario.

We can't be playing around with games
if they're gonna blow up the dam! Let's go!

I am not playing games here.
You have been hypnotized.

Don't be silly. This is
the worst scenario...

Ohh. Come on, Bill.

- Scenario.
- That I ever heard in my life!

You keep going out on me like a bad light
bulb every time you hear the word... Oh.

- What word?
- Well, you know... that word.

Ralph, you know what you sound
like sometimes? A schoolteacher!

You got a pencil here... Hold the
wheel for a minute! Hey, hey, wait!

When you're driving my
car be a little more careful.

That word right there.

Huh? Scenario?

Oh, brother.

When you finish here, you will assume
your positions along the inner perimeter.

Scenario.

Yeah! Come on, Bill.
Try and stay awake.

We don't have much
time. No, but my...

My watch keeps quittin' on me.

I don't know what happened to
this day. It keeps comin' and goin'.

Ralph? Did you go
down there? Ralph?

I will be in the
command vehicle.

No one is to leave this site unless given
a direct order by myself or General Chow.

So long, suckers.

Yeah, that's right. That's it.

Bill!

Call 'em off. And don't be cute!

I'll be a son of
a g*n. It's true.

Bill! There's another
device. Where is it?

Where? Say it!

Dead either way. That's right.

Never mind. I'll
take care of it.

Just get 'em outta here!

Okay, come on.

Okay, babies. Come on to Papa!

Way to go, blue.

Aah!

Who is that guy?

That's my fairy godmother.

Some character!

Shawn Liang, the sweet-and-sour
pork pusher of Beverly Hills.

He made us a deal.

Turned up a real heavy-duty commie
for us named General Vin Chow.

We picked him up this morning
at a Big 6 Motel in the valley.

This guy is wanted by half
the countries in the world...

for w*r crimes going all the way back to the
fall of Peking, when it was still Peking.

What was in it for Shawn? Money.

He wanted our guarantee that
he could keep the movie rights...

to the book that
he's going to write.

He's already got a
literary agent. Is that right?

So anyway, case closed.
No, it isn't exactly closed, Bill.

Pam and I have been a little worried
about you. Huh? I'm okay. I'm fine.

Well, we thought that maybe we
should go back to Erika van Damm and...

Have you deprogrammed.

Good idea.

Are you gonna start
all that stuff again?

Look. Will you finally get it? The old
Maxwell psyche is bulletproof, solid steel.

Just like that. Bill...

I don't wanna hear another word
about it. How about one word... scenario.

Look at that. I love it.

I hate to lose the
moment like this. Ralph.

Okay. Wait a
minute. Wait a minute.

Oh, good idea.

Scenario.

Course, if you kids wanna
really believe in that, uh...

sort of, uh...

stuff...

Cute. Wanna make
the early show, Bill?

Well, she was a real
nice lady. Very attractive.

It was a good show. We had a lot
of fun. Sounds like a good scenario.