02x05 - Classical Gas

[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're late.

I am sorry. You sent
the pictures so late,

I could not prepare the
documents that quickly.

If you were late and I missed that 2:00
flight out of Orly, I'd have been gone.

What would you have done then?

There is one million in small, untraceable
U.S. currency concealed in the lining.

- Five-hundred thousand
was your agreed upon fee.
- You didn't answer my question.

What would happen if you were
late, and I missed that plane at Orly?

How would you explain that to
the Socialists' Revolutionary Army?

I have already prepared
the S.R.A. for failure.

I told them I did not think it could be
done. Exploding the nerve gas, yes.

But ensuring the presence
of 10,000 American youths?

The chance of success
is... Is guaranteed.

Yes. Now that you have
become available, Hydra.

You mean they know they've
bought Hydra? No, no, of course not.

No one knows but me.

♪ I get hot when
push comes to shove ♪

♪ I get hot when
push comes to shove ♪

♪ I get hot when
push comes to shove ♪

♪ I get hot when
push comes to shove ♪

♪ I get hot when push
comes to shove ♪♪

You sound great!
I can't believe it!

I thought I was walking into the
dressing room of the Rocky Horror Show.

I can't believe that is you,
Rhonda. Think I overdid it?

No. I think I got carried
away with the eyeliner.

Hey, fellas, I still think we need to put a
little bit more funk and soul in it, like...

♪♪

Yo-h*! Give me a break
here. What do you think this is?

Kool and the Gangsters? You people should
pay a little more attention to the man here.

There's a reason
I'm the manager.

The reason is 'cause you can't play
an instrument. Totally unprofessional.

- Totally. Is that guy out there yet?
- No.

Man, come on. We gotta
go on in five minutes.

Hey, Mr. H. How did you manage to get
Charley Wilde to set up this audition anyway?

I mean, he is the hottest
record promoter in town. Yeah.

I mean, people just wait
for him to sit through a set.

Well, Pam Davidson was able to
arrange it because she represents...

the people who own the
Sherkston Ranch in Ojai...

where Charley is setting up
that Classical Gas concert.

Hey, I got tickets to that concert. Jackson
Browne's gonna be there, Bruce Springsteen...

Yeah, Rhonda, but what's more important
is why this concert is being given,

which is to protest the transporting of
that nerve gas across populated areas.

Do you know they're gonna bury that
stuff in an area that could be developed,

and possibly be
residential in the future?

Anyway, Pam told this guy about you, and he said
he'd come down here and take a listen, so...

Right on for Miss Davidson. We're gonna
have to thank her after the show, all right?

Charley Wilde is gonna
be thanking Miss Davidson...

when he gets an earful of
Downtown Expressway. Yo-h*!

What happened to Highway 101?

Ah, it just didn't ring right, you know? We
want to name the band after the roadways, but...

we're looking for the right
thing... Downtown Expressway.

What about "L.A. Freeway"?

Hey, L.A. Freeway. That
sounds pretty good, huh?

I like that, Mr. H.
Yeah, that's hot.

Hey, all right. We'll try that on
tonight. Thanks for stopping by.

You bet. You got that one for
free. The next one will cost you.

We're gonna make you real
proud of us out there tonight, Mr. H.

I'm sure you will. Have a lot of fun
tonight, guys. Just don't put us in jail.

Bye.

Eat your heart out.

How are they?

It's like they've been on the
road together for five years.

Where is this guy?
You know, it's after 9:00.

The kids are gonna be real
disappointed if he doesn't show up.

He'll show, he'll show. He wouldn't
have gone to all the trouble...

of getting them into this club
if he wasn't gonna show up.

Oh, boy, this is important to
those kids. I'll tell you what.

I have never seen them
work so hard in my life.

You know, they practice... they practice
day, they practice night and weekends.

It feels good because I finally got 'em
to channel their energies constructively.

You know what I mean?
Where is this guy, Pam?

You know how some of
these rock promoters are.

- They get real spaced out,
do a lot of drugs...
- Here's Charley now.

I told you he'd show.

Hi, babe. Sorry I'm late.

I got held up going over those
contracts you dropped off this afternoon.

That's all right, Charley. Charley
Wilde, I'd like you to meet Ralph Hinkley.

Ralph. Hey, buddy, heard a lot about you. I
was afraid I was gonna miss the opening number.

Oh, that's all right, Charley.
You're not really late. Well, he is late.

I mean, actually, you should
have been here at 9:00.

Ralph's right. I would have called you,
but the car phone's on the blink again.

I've really got to
talk to 'em about that.

Yeah, we all know what an
inconvenience that can be, huh?

Charley, would you like a drink?

May I suggest the water? It's about the
only thing here that isn't watered down.

Huey's gonna bring out a
bottle of cabernet reserve.

Keeps a case in the back for me. He's a super
guy. So tell me, Ralph. How do you know Pam?

I thought she told
you all about me.

She said you're the teacher of the
kids that are playing here tonight,

and that she has an interest in their future,
and it's sort of a... common interest you have.

Yeah. We actually
share lot of interests.

Ralph and I have been friends
for a long time, Charley. Yeah.

Very close.

Good evening, and
welcome to the Bottom Line.

Hey-ey-ey!

Hey!

We have for you tonight
a hot... whew... new talent.

A group that's been ripping up the
town at some of the local high schools,

and is showcasing here tonight for
a very special guest in our audience,

the man behind Wilde Licorice
Records, the one, the only,

Charley Wilde!

Here they are, making
their first club appearance,

the L.A. Freeway! ♪♪

First thing is, the
name's gotta change.

♪ Don't put me down or
we're gonna have trouble ♪

♪♪

What can I tell you? They're good.
Think so? Good enough to record?

Well, they're a little green, but there's
plenty of raw talent there to work with.

Tell you what I'd like to do. I'd like to
see how a larger audience reacts to them.

You think they'd want to join the
Classical Gas concert tomorrow night?

Seriously? They'd flip!
That's wonderful, Charley.

Well, if you're gonna represent
them, we've got a lot of talking to do.

I'm gonna need some kind of a binder if
they're gonna be on my ticket tomorrow.

Maybe we could have a light
meal and talk about the particulars.

It'll take a couple minutes to get the guitars
and the amplifiers in my station wagon,

but we were all gonna go back to my
place and throw a little celebration party.

- Put some burgers on the grill,
you know, and...
- Charley doesn't eat meat.

Most places close
their kitchens at 11:00,

but if we can get to Rex's at
a quarter past, he'll serve me.

- Maybe another time, Ralph.
- Uh...

Don't you want
to, uh, tell the kids?

Oh, I think you should tell 'em. After
all, you're the guy that got 'em started.

I'm sure they'd get a kick
out of hearing it from you.

Why don't you have them come
by Licorice Studio in the morning,

get some rehearsal in
before the show tomorrow.

Maybe we'll, uh, make a demo.
See how they sound on tape.

I'll have the driver
bring the car around.

You don't mind, do you,
Ralph? Me? No, no. I don't mind.

You can't help it if Rex's
kitchen closes at 11:00.

I mean, uh, the kids might be a little upset
because they wanted to thank you at the party,

but, uh, you know, c'est la vie.

Well, they'll have to be adult about this.
They don't want to miss this opportunity.

Look, Ralph. I know this means
as much to you as it does to them.

Things are going
wonderfully. Mm-hmm.

The limo's in front, Pam.
Ralph, again, great to meet you.

Thank you.

Charley, the kids are
gonna be so happy.

If it makes you happy,
that's why I did it.

How do you like that? Now
it's gonna work again. Go.

- I've been trying
to reach you all night.
- My phone's been on the fritz.

Tonight, 2:30, Playland
Motel on Harper.

Uh, do you think maybe
we could, uh, reschedule?

♪♪

Hello?

What, are you kiddin'? She's not
home yet? It's after 1:00 in the morning.

Hold on. Hey, you guys.
Keep it down, all right?

I'm gonna be on the phone,
and I don't want... All right.

Hey, man, that's a good lamp.
Okay? Don't worry about it, Mr. H.

I'm making a dynamite ashtray in
shop this week. Got your name on it.

This is all right. Okay, yeah. Yeah,
yeah. I'm here, I'm here. All right.

I just thought I'd call you back and let you
know you were right about this Charley Wilde.

Computer gagged on his name. I
knew it! Bill, I knew it. I'm telling you.

This is one of those guys where he doesn't do
anything wrong, he doesn't say anything wrong,

but you just got a gut feeling inside
of you that says this guy is wrong.

- So tell me, what's wrong?
- Well, first place, his name...

is Charles Wildermann,
uh, with two N's.

Till about a year ago, he
couldn't rub two nickels together,

let alone float a company as
big as Wilde Licorice Records.

Now he's bankrolling major events, concerts
with the biggest names in rock and roll.

Uh-huh, uh-huh. So? Go on.

Well, the only reason I got anything
on this guy is because of Carlisle...

and his stupid
anti-show-business task force.

He's on this big kick about,
uh, the high percentage...

of drug-related and payola
crime in show business.

It wouldn't hurt me at all to have a line on
this guy... you know, a couple photographs.

Could be he's frontin' for somebody or
running a money laundry. Who knows?

All right, Bill. I'll get back
to you as soon as I can. Bye.

Oh-h*-h*, boy.

All right, all right.
Party's over, g*ng.

I got some business to take care
of, and you got a rehearsal tomorrow.

All right. So, leave, 'cause
I'm sick of looking at you.

Boo! Let's go, let's go. Blechh!

Good night. You guys
were terrific. Later.

Yeah. It's a real, live
record company wants us?

And not just any record company.
We're talking Wilde Licorice Records.

And tomorrow we're gonna be up there,
tomorrow we're gonna be opening for...

For Air Supply, Jackson
Browne, the Who.

I mean, we have "arriven." Let's
keep our heads about it, all right?

"Keep our heads." Listen
to him. Hey, man, next stop,

Madison Square Garden,
main attraction, On-ramp.

"On-ramp"? What
happened to L.A. Freeway?

Oh, we talked about it, Mr. H., and
it's not really the kind of name that,

uh... no offense... That
rocks your socks off.

Oh, I kind of
liked the ring to it.

Oh, I think we should go, uh,
Joisey Toinpike. Right, Tony?

"Joisey Toin"... What's the matter with you?
What, did you flunk geometry or something?

Geography. Well, whatever.

All right. It's just school. Hey, see
you guys tomorrow. Okay, Mr. H.

Good night. Uh, Mr. H., I just
want to tell you from all of us,

uh, we really appreciate
what you done for us.

I didn't do anything, Rhonda. You guys
are terrific. You did it all on your own.

No, Mr. H., you hung in there. I mean,
it's one thing to care or to say you do,

but you hung in there with all
the junk we tossed your way.

And now you give us something to
sh**t for, a dream we can believe in.

You can bet, Mr. H., we'll
always remember you,

no matter how...

No matter how big you get.

Rhonda, put a move on. Some
of us want to get some sleep here.

Thanks again, Mr. H., and, uh,
thank Miss Davidson for us too. Yeah.

I mean, it's too bad she couldn't
be here to celebrate with us.

Good night, Rhonda. Good night.
Good night, everybody. Good night.

All units respond.
211 in progress.

Aah! Aah!

This is Chopper 8 en
route. E.T.A., 30 seconds.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute!

Uh, I've got a...
Uh, never mind.

Well, I really have to be going.

It's been a wonderful
evening, Pam.

We really ought to try to get together
when we've put all this business behind us.

That'll be nice, Charley. Uh, I know Ralph
felt bad he couldn't join us this evening.

I thought Ralph
was just a friend.

A special friend. How special?

What was that?

I have no idea. It sounded like
something crashed into your house!

Uh, it was probably just some
stuff I had piled in the attic, Charley.

I've been meaning to clean
it up for a long time now.

I'll just check, make sure
nothing's broken. You're sure?

Yeah, I'm sure. I'll
only be a minute.

Hi.

What is this? Ralph, what
are you doing in my attic...

- my attic with
a hole in the roof?
- Well...

I was in the area, and I just thought
I'd... And you thought you'd drop in.

Yeah. How original.
Ralph, what is wrong?

You've been acting
strangely all night.

I'm concerned about the fact you're
out all night. That's not acting strange.

Standing in my attic
with a hole in the roof...

in your leotards at 2:00
in the morning is strange.

Now, what is going on? I
have someone downstairs.

You've got some guy downstairs at 2:00 in
the morning. You're having drinks with him.

- Who said I was having drinks?
- You're not?

Ralph, you were spying on me! How
could you? Oh, no. I wasn't spying.

What happened, Pam, I was looking at your
picture, and I happened to holograph in...

That's spying. You were
deliberately spying on me. No, I wasn't.

It was completely accidental, and that's
totally different from deliberately spying.

I suppose you always parade around
in your suit at 1:00 in the morning.

The suit was given to me. It is
mine, and I can wear it anytime I want.

Ralph, listen to you. You sound like
a child. I can't believe you're jealous.

I'm jealous? Oh,
I'm jealous, huh?

Ha! I'll tell you what. You can stop
laying your guilt trips on me, okay?

Ralph, we are standing in
my attic with my broken roof.

I am not the one who has
anything to feel guilty about.

Listen to me for a minute. This gentleman
downstairs is not who you think he is.

He is not a Charley Wilde.
What are you talking about?

Well, up till a year and a half ago, he
went by the name of Charles Wildermann.

He was the headwaiter
at Maison Faire restaurant.

The guy knows no more
about rock promotion than I do.

Ralph, lots of people change their
names. It's legal, believe it or not.

And a lot of people
change their professions.

Rod Stewart and Mick Jagger
are constantly in Maison Faire.

He probably made good
connections there. In a year and a half,

the guy goes from being a
headwaiter to a rock promoter?

Give me a break. You don't hire the
Rolling Stones by saving up your tips.

Bill said that this guy probably
has a lot of underworld connections.

You had Bill run Charley through his
computer? Ralph! Pam, you don't understand.

Listen. We were just concerned for your
safety, that's all. We have a big problem here.

It has nothing to do
with Charley downstairs.

It has to do with you
and me and this suit.

We've talked about marriage,
but is this the way it's gonna be?

Every time I have to work
late or I have a business dinner,

you'll be parading around with my
panty hose entwined in your hands,

trying to figure out
what I'm up to? Pam?

Is everything all right? Yes. I'll
be right down. Everything's fine.

We have to leave
now, babe. Pam...

I take it you can find your way
out... the same way you came in.

- Pam, would you just...
- Pam!

I'll call the exterminator in
the morning. Exterminator?

Rats. Rats?

Hydra, like the beast in
mythology? The what?

You cut one head off and two heads
grow back? Yeah, yeah. That's the guy.

Yeah. Man of a thousand faces.
Lon Chaney had nothing on this guy.

- Who is he?
- Without exaggeration, the most
dangerous man in the world.

Why would he be connected with a
Charley Wilde, a record promoter?

I dunno. Whatever it is,
it's a whole lot bigger...

than just a little dope
trafficking in the record business.

Doesn't the bureau keep an eye on
people like that coming into the States?

The bureau is not in the
habit of keeping an eye out...

for guys who are
already locked up.

"Locked up"? What do you mean?

Well, until I had your terrific
little film developed here,

everybody thought Hydra
was safely behind bars...

in a maximum-security
prison in Berlin.

Obviously, he's escaped, and
your great on-the-spot coverage...

has put us on to him even before
the word can get to us from overseas.

You really came
through on this one.

What's the matter with you?

You look like your
dog just got run over.

Come on! We got this Charley
Wilde guy by the garbanzo beans.

Quit worryin'. You know
what I did last night, Bill?

I put the suit on and
I was spying on Pam.

If I can't cope with the suit, how
can I expect her to cope with it?

- I've got some kind of future. I can tell you that.
- Well, come on, Ralph.

Let's not turn this into the
amazing colossal beast here.

It's not like what you did last night didn't
pan out. You were right about this slimeball.

What about the kids, Bill, huh? You know,
I spend a lot of time teaching them...

that the world isn't such a
bad place to hang their hat in,

and then I gotta pull the rug
out from underneath them.

- It stinks!
- Sure, it stinks.

The whole world stinks. But still,
it keeps going round and round.

You just lay it to
'em on the line.

They'll handle it.

Okay. I'm going upstairs.

See what they've done about finding out
about when this break took place in Berlin.

Maybe try to pinpoint
when Hydra got to town.

From that, figure out, uh, what
he's up to, take him off at the legs.

Cheer up, Ralph.

"Cheer up, Ralph."

Yes, sir, Mr. Carlisle, sir.
You wanted to see me, sir?

Ah, Maxwell. Come in.

When I left here last evening,

you were assigned to
night watch, as I recall.

Well, yes. To tell you
the truth, I was sir, yes.

And yet, you chose to pick
up and go ghost chasing...

after triple-star-rated enemy
agents without checking with me.

It was 3:00 in the morning, sir. I figured you
were curled up with the little lady, and, uh...

Yet you did take
it upon yourself...

to check with the district supervisor
personally at 3:00 in the morning.

- Well, he's not married.
- Because you knew that
I would chew you out...

for leaving your post on the
basis of some flimsy telephone tip.

You disobeyed your supervisor's
orders, Maxwell. You can't make that fly.

This is "hold the presses"
time. District Chief Atkinson...

is handing out cigars this
morning. That was this morning.

Now he's cutting off
heads. You're first.

- What are you talkin' about?
- Want you to see a little
television transmission.

Came in over the satellite
just a few hours ago...

direct from Lubyanka
Prison in Berlin.

That's impossible.

Oh! Look how quick
you figured that out.

How can Hydra be in a
maximum-security prison in Berlin,

just three hours after you
photographed him here in Los Angeles?

You're in white
water this time, Billy.

I just don't see how you're
gonna be able to stay afloat.

This'll take out the
refrigeration unit.

What's the range of the
rocket launcher? Almost a mile.

But you won't be that far,

'cause this is only accurate
up to a hundred yards,

and that's if you're good.

Right.

Then you're all set, pal. Well,
we haven't settled on a price.

Hey, look. I told you. I
ain't doin' this for the green.

Someone's got to stand up
to those military crew cuts,

mucking up the
ecology, poisoning the air.

Have you thought about what
we're gonna be doing to the ecology,

and those 10,000 kids that are gonna be caught
in the middle once that gas is released?

Well, that's gonna be
a small price to pay...

for the amount of good exploding
that gas tanker's gonna do.

I'm glad you're a sympathizer.
You're the only one that knows...

that I'm going to
blow that gas tanker.

♪♪

♪ I wasn't born
with a silver spoon ♪

♪ I laugh too loud
and I talk too soon ♪

♪ But I believe
in a golden rule ♪

♪ That shines so
love can find its way ♪

♪ I've seen the worst ♪

♪ And the best of times ♪

♪ I've felt the rain and
the warm sunshine ♪

Nice song. ♪♪

Rhonda wrote it, and you can bet it's
gonna ship gold when we finish recording.

Charley Wilde
says that ain't far off.

Charley Wilde's done
all right by you people.

Yeah. But I got to tell you the truth, there's
something about that guy that really bothers me.

What's that? Well, you know,
you come from the street like I do,

uh, you get a sense about these guys... you
know, like a gorilla in his native habitat.

Pam was supposed to
be here. Where is she?

She's next door having a little Chinese
breakfast, uh, with Charley Wilde.

She's with Charley right now? You bet, and
he's interested in a lot more than chop suey.

I tell you. If somebody looked at Rhonda
the way he's looking at Miss Davidson...

Bada-bing, right in the
melon. Back in a minute.

Chinese food at 10:00
in the morning. Yeah.

The melon, right?

Well, give it some thought, Pam. I mean,
if you're gonna take over as my lawyer,

we're gonna need to find some
time where we can talk undisturbed.

And what better place than a couple
hours' ride up the coast in my limo?

I'd love to see the
kids play, Charley, but...

- Hi.
- Ralph.

- Ralph, good to see you again.
- I went by to see the kids.

They said you were over
here grabbing a bite to eat, so...

- Well, join us, please.
- Don't mind if I do.

Well, that looks,
uh, interesting.

That's dim sum. Best in town.

Oh. Excuse me. I've
got to call my office.

Ralph, order
whatever you like, huh?

Be back in a minute, hon.

Pam, now, I know you're
mad about last night.

I was, and I still think
we have to talk about it.

But I know we can
work it out. That's terrific.

Now, listen. When I left you, I
followed Charley Wilde last night.

Now, wait a minute. I got a
picture of him in a meeting...

with a guy that Bill has identified as
an enemy agent by the name of Hydra.

- Morning, counselor.
- If you two showed up
a little sooner,

we could have gotten the
complimentary pupu platter.

Villicana told me
where you were.

What kind of people come to
a Chinese joint at 10:00 a.m.?

Chinese guys and recording
people, that's who. Oh, look.

They all got their own little upside-down
toothpicks. Heh! What is this stuff, anyway?

Well, I guarantee it doesn't have
beef in it. Charley doesn't like meat.

It's dim sum,
Oriental tea cakes.

They're a delicacy.

Why do I bother?

Bill, I want you to explain to Pam here
about Charley Wilde and Hydra, all right?

She doesn't believe me, and after
last night, I can't say I blame her.

Well, Bill, is it true?

Did Charley have some secret rendezvous
last night with, uh, an agent named Hydra?

Well, in a word, um, no.

- No.
- No?
- I'm sorry, kid,

but we came out of the
chute a little fast on this one.

Hydra is still a guest of the
Lubyanka Prison in Germany.

Bill, what are you doing to my credibility
here? You're making me look like an idiot.

Oh, no, Ralph. You're
way beyond that.

You left "idiot" in
the dust last night.

Ralph, sit down.
Hey, buddy. Come on.

The announcement we made yesterday,
we had the Stones on the bill, did it.

Sold out. Not only
are we sold out,

but there are thousands of kids
on their way to Ojai for the concert.

It's gonna be bigger than Woodstock. And
Wilde Licorice Records is off and running!

That's wonderful, Charley.
Uh, Charley, this is Bill Maxwell.

- Hey, Bill,
pleased to meet you.
- Nice to know you.

I gotta get a move on, 'cause
I wanna beat the crowds.

By noon, those highways are
gonna be jammed for 10 miles.

Charley, I've decided
to drive up with you.

Oh, wonderful.
Wonderful, babe. Pam, uh...

See you, Ralph. You guys take
your time. Order whatever you like.

Put it on my tab.

Come on. Let's go around
the corner, get some burgers.

Hey, hey, hey! It's Mr. H.

Oh, and his sidekick,
Bag-o'-wind Maxwell.

Villicana, you should
never bad-mouth a fed...

when you're coming over
to sit down on a hot car.

You're about as funny as
a cramp to a scuba diver.

Ol' Charley Wilde got us this car
to take us up to the concert in style.

Hey, you are gonna come
and watch us, aren't you, Mr. H.?

You too, Mr. Maxwell. Well,
we're gonna try, Rhonda.

But we wanted to come
by and congratulate you,

and say I hope everything
works out for you. Hey!

Hey, we're gonna be playing
for over 10,000 people! Whoo!

I mean, with that kind of
exposure, how can it not work out?

I mean, the world just
better be ready for...

Rush Hour!

Is that the new name? "Rush
Hour"? I think that's terrific.

That's a great name, guys. Real
fire starter. What does it mean?

Yeah, dig it. Charley Wilde came up with it.
You know, we told him what we were after.

He rubs his chin for a minute, bing, comes
up with the perfect name... Rush Hour.

Well, uh, you don't have to be
married to that name, you know, Tony.

There's a range of alternatives. I really liked
L.A. Freeway. I thought that was a great name.

"L.A. Freeway"? Yeah, that's it.

Ralph, come on. Give 'em a
break. That doesn't mean anything.

Come on, you guys.
We got to get going.

- We don't want to be late, huh?
- Hey, let's go. Yo-h*!

Yo, Tony, man. Check
out Maxwell's shoes!

What do you want
from a fed, huh?

What are those, moon shoes?

L.A. Freeway is a terrific name.

I called a bad play. We
lost this one in the huddle.

It's time to cut our
losses and... just back off.

Cut our losses, huh?

The bureau's about to put you through the
gristmill and scatter the parts in the wind.

My life is falling apart as we speak.
You know, I've all but lost Pam.

You tell me how we're gonna cut
our losses. One thing I can tell ya is...

we're strokin' ourselves thinking we're
gonna be able to find anything here...

at the Playland Motel?

Gee louise, Ralph.

Bill, you know, as long as I've known you,
you've been inclined to follow your instincts.

Now, you were so positive
when I showed you those pictures.

Yeah, and I was just every
bit as positive when I saw...

the satellite relay from Berlin.

Well, obviously one of 'em
had to have been wrong.

Now, it could have just as easily
been the pictures from Berlin.

What kind of odds we gonna
get on that in Vegas, you think?

Bill, would you go with me on this
one, all right? We got nothing else.

And I don't want to take a dive
now and lose the woman I love most.

Okay. I'm just tellin' ya,

Carlisle's gonna have my garbanzos if he
finds out I'm still messing with this case.

I think it was Room 8.

Look at this, would you, Ralph?

What we got here that
you brought us to be cozy?

Real cozy.

Bill, we are not doing an
article for Designs West.

Why don't you help me look for
a... clue or something. All right?

Clue to what? Hydra is a pro.

He wouldn't leave behind
so much as a stray hair.

If he was here, which he was not, uh, the
only thing left behind would be some vibes.

That's supposed to
be your department.

♪♪ Ohh.

Would you believe this garbage?

The lighting on these
things is always so bad.

Oh.

Oh! Ouch!

- What are you doing?
- Nothing.

What are you doing? Trying
to pick up our friend, Hydra.

I'll bet there's enough vibes in
that pillow to short circuit the suit.

I got him, Bill. He's
disguised as a soldier.

He's, uh... Fort
Hamilton Military Base.

He's entering a shed...
Some kind of a generator.

That's up north
somewhere, isn't it?

Yeah, it's about 200
miles, uh, near Ojai.

Where they're storing that nerve gas until they
have a chance to ship it to Utah for burial.

And where they're also having the
concert! Well, Bill, that's the connection!

Huh? Pam and the
kids are up there, Bill.

Oh, my! Honey, I
want to get out of here.

You, you! Get that
guy in the funny red suit.

And the rest of you, transfer the
nerve gas to the tanker. Hustle, hustle!

If it heats up, it'll blow!

Ralph? Ralph, come in, please.

Ralph, do you read
me? Please come in.

I'm in traffic. I'm
stuck. It's awful.

Why don't these kids go home?

Uh, here. Wait a second...

Hold it. Hold it right
there. Hey! What's wrong?

It's F.B.I. F.B.I.
business. Get off. F.B.I.?

They got nothin' on me, man.
I'm clean. Yeah, yeah. Right.

That's my bike!

Hey!

Uh! What time is it?

4:30.

I've been out three hours. What
about the gas, and, uh, the expl*si*n?

Sorry. You only blew
the refrigeration generator.

- Can it be fixed?
- Sure. There's no need.

Them tankers left here about 15
minutes ago on their way to Utah,

where they'll be buried
nice and deep. Oh, no.

In 15 minutes it's the moment of
truth. Oh, they're gonna be great.

Don't worry. If it doesn't happen
for them, I'll make it happen.

Hey, Miss Davidson, you ain't
gonna let that bum bother you, right?

Tony, he made all
this possible for you.

Uh, we appreciate the shot and all, but we
know he's just doing it to get in your game.

Now, that's not it at all. Aw,
come on. Are you kidding?

This guy's on you like
white on a T-shirt, you know?

Which is understandable. I mean,
older-type woman, you ain't no slouch.

Thank you, I think.

It's like this, Miss Davidson. See, we
were talking about it on the drive up.

We want this thing
bad, but not that bad.

Not if it's gonna throw a monkey
wrench into you and Mr. H.'s thing.

I mean, you're all we got, and
good friends are hard to come by.

So, don't lose 'em over
something dumb-like.

You know? You're right, Cyler.

Let's see what this pineapple
has to say for himself.

Get over to that convoy.
Tell 'em their bird got away.

And now, making their first concert
appearance here in Ojai, Rush Hour!

♪ You break all the
rules Sunday's fool ♪

♪ But you think it's all right ♪

♪ Oh, there's no
love right now ♪

♪ Oh, there's no
love right now ♪

♪ Oh, there's no
love right now ♪

♪ Oh, there's no
love right now ♪

♪ Oh, there's no
love right now ♪

♪♪

- Bill?
- Okay! Get out of the way,
you music lovers!

I ought to go home
and let you fry!

Bill, are you there?
Get out of the way!

Yeah. Yeah, yeah,
kid. I'm right here.

The gas tanker's less than a
quarter mile from the concert site,

and Hydra's on a... on a dirt road
in the back of the base somewhere,

like, at the foot of
a hill or something.

Aah!

♪♪

Okay, F.B.I.! Oh!

♪ Oh, there's no love right now
♪ ♪ Let's take it on the road ♪

♪ Oh, there's no love right now
♪ ♪ Let's take it on the road ♪

♪♪ All right?

You saved the concert, partner.
You don't even like rock and roll.

I don't even like music! Ohh!

♪♪

I was not. You were too.

No, I wasn't. Ralph.

Well, maybe a little. All
right? I admit it. Okay?

I mean, for a moment, I might
have been the teensiest bit jealous.

If you could've seen
yourself standing in my attic...

in your suit with
your little spy camera.

Pam, I was worried about you, that's all. I
mean, I was able to see right through Charley.

And I can't help it if you were taken by the
limos and the gold chains and the, uh, "dim soo."

Don't be ridiculous. Would you have been the
least bit jealous if Charley wasn't 6'2",

a sharp dresser and so good
looking? He wasn't that good looking.

I hope I'm not interrupting.

Can't really tell, 'cause my ears
are still ringing from that concert.

Well, we were just discussing
Ralph's favorite subject, Charley Wilde.

Oh. Well, then maybe both of you
might be interested to hear that, uh,

"chickie baby sweetheart" Charley
submitted to a lie detector test.

I thought he already admitted that
Hydra was financing his record company.

Yeah, and the protest concert
was definitely Hydra's idea, not his.

As far as Hydra working for the
S.R.A., or whatever it turns out to be,

he didn't know
anything about it.

- Well, he must have been
guilty of something.
- Yes. Failure to report income.

He and Hydra
dealt strictly in cash.

But Charley's agreed to pay
all of his back taxes that are due,

- so I imagine they'll
just turn him loose.
- What?

- Well...
- I can't believe that.

I do. Good old Charley. And
they'll probably let Hydra off too.

I mean, he had a beautiful alibi. Said he was
in a German prison during this whole thing.

Incredible guy, Hydra.

He planned this escape years
ago, just in case he ever got nailed.

He got some jackass nitwit to go through
plastic surgery to become just like Hydra,

right down to the
scar on his left calf...

For a lot of dough, of course.

Then this guy visits Hydra in
prison disguised as an attorney.

They switch identities in
the cell. Hydra walks out...

right past all the West German security
in the whole wide world, scot-free.

Incredible. How are the
kids taking it anyway?

Ah, well, pretty good, Bill. You know,
you're right. They have a lot of savvy.

And now, making an encore
appearance here at the Bottom Line,

after wowing them at
the Classical Gas concert,

the L.A. Fr-r-reeway!

You're right, Bill. You know,
they do have a lot of savvy.

♪♪

♪ I wasn't born
with a silver spoon ♪

♪ I laugh too loud ♪
How do you like them, Bill?

♪ And I talk too soon ♪
Oh, yeah. Me too.

♪ But I believe
in a golden rule ♪

♪ That shines so
love can find its way ♪

♪ I've seen the worst
and the best of times ♪

♪ I've felt the rain and
the warm sunshine ♪

♪ And I believe that
the world is mine ♪

♪ And every mother's
child will have a day ♪

♪ I'm gonna rise above ♪

♪ Ooh ♪
♪ Give it all I got ♪

♪ I'm gonna fly so high ♪

♪ I'm never gonna stop ♪
♪ Ooh ♪

♪ I'm gonna find
my way to the top ♪

♪ I'm gonna rise above ♪

♪ On the wings of love ♪

♪ The wings of love ♪

♪ The wings of love ♪

♪ On the wings of love ♪

♪ On the wings of ♪

♪ Love ♪♪