03x20 - The Girl Who Fell From the Sky

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- I don't remember my name.
- It'll all come back.

You're among friends.

Next on Airwolf.

That girl is alive and
she's out of our control.

Is that to keep them out or to keep me in?

- …is a prost*tute. High class.
- That's not true.

We had to take more drastic measures.

My God, you k*lled her!

Hey, there's a light back there.

No way. There's not anything
within miles of here.

This is Santini Air. X-ray, Tango, Alpha.

Calling for Fox Ridge. Over, please.

Fox Ridge Medical. Say again. Over.

Now, where did that come from?

Santini Air. X-ray, Tango, Alpha.

I have a medical emergency.

Request medical personnel.

ETA minutes. Over, please.

Roger, X-ray, Tango, Alpha.

What are you do’n? Where are you go’n?

What do you want me to do? Fly up his tail

and take this thing into Fox Ridge

and let everybody see what
kind of bird we're flying?

Mr. Rossiter's going to
raise hell about this.

Yeah Dom, you're there?

Well yes, I'm here, Cate's here.

We've been here since : .

We were supposed to overhaul
the today, you remember?

The question is, where are you?

Well, I'm sorry, I'm gonna
be hung up for a while.

There goes another sawbuck,

because Cate bet me that you'd
be at least an hour late!

Doctor Ellis, please
report to the nurse's station.

Hey, String, are you in
a hospital? Are you…

Yeah, it is. I'm okay though.

I flew in a medical casualty.

Oh, well, listen, I didn't
mean to bite your head off.

Forget it.

Hey Dom, listen, I ran into a real
strange silhouette last night.

It was a chopper with
a gunship configuration.

Kind of like the A- . You got
anything like that, that rings a bell?

No, not offhand.

Mr. Hawke, Doctor Forrester
would like to see you.

Listen Dom, just check
on it for me, will you?

Yeah, sure. I'll check out
the journals and ask around.

But listen, you need any help there?

No, I'll be along as quick as I can.

What are you saying? She's alive?

No. She's probably dead.
What do you mean "probably?”

We just haven't been
able to verify her death.

Did that pilot get a look at the A- ?

No sir, we were running
blacked out on full stealth mode.

You see, what we have to do, Mr. Rossiter,

is go to the hospital and make
sure she was dead on arrival.

Well, that's a good idea, Steele.

Because if I give the Senator
any “probably’s” or “maybe’s”,

he is gonna pull the plug on this deal.

Mr. Rossiter, now don't worry about that.

I will take care of it.

All you have to do is sit back and relax

and wait for that billion-dollar contract.

- Where'd you say this happened?
- I didn't.

- You do remember when?
- Yeah, about hours ago.

The lady's damn lucky to be alive.

I had to run an extra set
of plates to believe it.

Outside of a scalp
laceration and contusions…

- Is she going to be all right?
- Let me see your arm.

- For what?
- We are not virgins here, Mr. Hawke.

You're not the first to bring in a victim,

no name, obscure facts as to what happened.

Generally, it's a skiing accident.

Nothing so fanciful a story as yours.

Just exactly what are you look’n for?

Girl's got an armful of tracks.

I was hoping you could tell me what
kind of dr*gs she'd been taking.

It'll take time to run
a complete blood panel.

You know Doc, I told your
nurse, now I'm tell’n you.

I don't know this lady. She
fell in a lake. I found her.

Fell? How far? feet, ?

I figure you got a coupla choices.

You can call the cops

and have them come here track’n
up your sterile environment,

or you can just wait
and ask the lady herself.

That might be a while.

She's acutely disoriented
with considerable amnesia.

Of course, that's not unusual
in cases of severe trauma.

Perhaps you should talk to her.

She's never even laid eyes on me before.

I wouldn't be so sure. She was
semi-conscious when she arrived.

You could be very helpful.

Well, if you're sure, yeah.

Be careful, she's very unstable.

She's been drifting in and out. But
she might recognize your voice.

What do I say to her?

Anything. Try hello.

Hello.

You don't know me. As a matter
of fact, I don't know you.

But we'd really like to talk with you.

You're among friends.

You. I know you.

He saved your life.

This is Doctor Forrester.
My name is Hawke. How about you?

Think it's time we got introduced?

I don't know. I don't remember my name.

It's gonna be all right. It'll all
come back. Just don't concern yourself.

It's gonna be okay.

I have a friend who'll
help you. You just rest.

Rest. I'll be back.

You'll be all right.
Everything will be all right.

She seems to trust you.

That puts her one up on you, Doc.

- You gonna call the police now?
- When I'm ready.

I'm a country Doctor, Mr. Hawke.

I like to see my patients on their
feet before I lay stress on ‘em.

- You really don't know who she is?
- No.

I could find out.

All we have is the peignoir and
her blood type, B-positive.

% group, not much.

If I send her fingerprints to the Sheriff,

he's going to want to know why.

I've got friends Doc, who can
take care of that privately.

All right. I'll have Hilda
take the fingerprints.

As soon as Radiology's free,
we'll run some dental X-rays.

That could help, too. Excuse me.

I appreciate it, Doc.

These aren't my specialty,
but I think they'll do.

They look pretty good.

Ever think of joining the Police
Academy? You missed your calling.

I'll take that recommendation in
writing when I ask for a raise.

Oh, hold on.

If you're taking her to
Physiotherapy, there's a chill in there.

You take my coat.

Are you leaving?

Yeah. Just for a little bit. I'll be back.

Promise.

Keep her warm.

So, how may I help you?

We heard that a pilot flew my
friend's niece in here this morning.

Yeah. I just wanted to
know if she was okay.

In that case you won't
mind telling me her name.

What name did she use?

You won't object if I ask
you for some identification?

Look, the girl's in a bit of
trouble. Just let us see her.

We really don't want to get the
family name involved in this.

Either you show me some
identification or the Police.

Either way, I don't care.

This is my identification.

Would you please tell us her room number?

Put that away, this is a hospital.

Well, if you are going to get sh*t,

a hospital is the place to do it, isn't it?

Get in there! In there!

What room is she in? The
last door on the left.

Come on, I'll explain later.

Let's go. Don't!

It'd be a big help

if you could tell me
anything about yourself.

I can't be certain. But those
men, I think I know them.

You got a name? Just one name?

I'm sorry. There are
flashes, bits and pieces.

But I can't hold onto anything.

- Probably the dr*gs.
- dr*gs?

Check your arms.

I don't know how, but
I know I didn't do this!

I didn't!

Just take it easy.

Let's try someth’n, maybe
we can find out who you are.

Can you type?

Yes, I'm a very good typist.

You see, it just started to come back.

Close your eyes, imagine
you're typing your name.

It's just not there.

It's like my parents… the faces…

I just can't focus through the haze.

How about this? Remember anything
about this? Bring back anything?

It's what you were wearing when I found you.

I wouldn't buy this. I couldn't afford it.

Think about it.

It could have been a gift. It
does have a real exclusive label.

No, it's wrong for me…

The large man…

The large man at the hospital.

What about him?

I keep seeing him with a needle.

Is he the one that gave you the dr*gs?

Yeah, I think so.

- But there is… there is something else.
- What?

Steele. His name is Steele.

Steele. Good.

Lunch! You made good time.

Yeah, maybe too good. I've got a
couple of cops right behind me.

- ? What the hell did you do?
- Nothing.

Dom, Cate, this is Hawke. Over.

Listen, String, I've got a couple of
black and whites on the doorstep.

Make it fast.

Yeah Dom, they're
look’n for me. Sandbag ‘em.

I'm heading for Rancho Springs.

Call Archangel and ask him to
check me in at the El Dorado Spa.

Come off it, Steele. I'm
sick of your re-assurance.

That girl is alive and
she's out of our control.

You said you could erase her memory
with dr*gs, but it failed, didn't it?

If I’d have had the time,
it would have worked.

But it didn't work!

Sir, the helicopter had a name on the side.

Santini Air.

I'm going over there
and see what I can turn up.

Well, I'm sure, Mr. Rossiter,

that you can clear any background checks

with the Senator, can't you?

Senator Houston is flying in here tomorrow.

I have to assure him that
that girl is no thr*at.

Now you get what you need, whatever
you need. Just make sure it works.

He wants me to show up there,
and you have no idea why?

You know as much about this as I do.

But String wouldn't ask for it
unless he… unless it was important.

So, will you do it? Please?

Asks more questions than a Census taker.

Hi, looking for the boss.

Well, I'm the boss.

Dominic Santini.

Hi. My name is Barnes
and this is Mr. Rogers.

How are you?

I hear you got a beautiful red,
white and blue helicopter here.

Oh! That's my pride and joy.

But it's not here right now.

Is there anything I can do to help you?

We sh**t commercials.

And we are always looking
for unusual aircraft.

I'll tell you what else.

I hear you got a fellow here,
can make that helicopter

do everything but double back flips.

Stringfellow Hawke. He's the best there is.

I don't suppose you could let me
know where I could find this fellow.

Tell me where his water’n
hole is, where he lives…

No, I'm sorry, I never give
out that kind of information.

But if you tell me what kind
of stunt you have in mind,

maybe I can help you.

To tell you the truth, I just
wanted to pick his brains,

take someth’n back to wow ‘em
with, you know what I mean?

Oh well, I'll just figure
it out on the airplane

and see if it works, huh?

I want to thank you. Maybe
we'll do business again.

We'll be here.

You get any kinda feelings?

I'm sorry, I don't remember it.

Excuse me, may I help you?

Yes. The lady’d like to
see some of your clothing.

Are you certain that
you have the right shop?

No. You see anything here that
kind of tickles your fancy?

Yeah, I think I could find someth’n here.

This oughta take care of it.

Francine.

Francine, would you show this young
lady our junior collection, please?

I guess you have quite
an exclusive shop here.

Yes, we sell only one of a kind of apparel.

“Country Elegance” is the
ultimate in women's fashions.

Really? And you stand behind your product?

- I'd like to return this.
- That has been worn.

Yeah, it looked like that to me, too.
That's why I brought it back.

Do you have your sales slip?

Well, it's one of a kind.
You must have a record.

It does have your label in it.

Excuse me.

Well, what do you think?

Looks great. I think you need some shoes.

- Yes, I got it right here.
- I think you're right.

It was a cash payment.

Oakmont Terrace, apartment .

You're sure about that?

It was the th of last month.

And I assure you

that this garment was not in this
condition when it left our store.

Listen.

Give me the name,

and I'll get outta here and
stop clashing with your decor.

Maxwell. Lila Maxwell.

Well, you look great.

At least I feel a little
more like a human being.

Thanks.

I'll pay you back.

That won't be necessary, Lila.

Lila?

I got a name, Lila Maxwell.

Honestly, I just don't feel like a Lila.

Then of course, Stringfellow
just doesn't fit you, either.

I'll tell you what.

Let's go see what Lila
Maxwell does feel like.

What now? No keys.

How did you do that?

Well, this ring any bells?

Nothing so far.

Go have a look around.

What is it?

This is my makeup.

These are my things.

This is my perfume.

- Are you sure?
- Yes, I'm sure.

I don't know why I'm sure. This closet…

All these dresses are my size.

But there are only of
them I have ever worn. These.

These others do look a little flashy.

There's something so wrong here.

I know I have never been in this apartment.

I would know. I'm certain I would know.

It's as if someone has stolen my
life away and won't let me back in.

Hey, we'll find it again.

There's just no guarantee that
you're going to like what you find.

I'll handle it. I promise.

Just don't desert me.

You're the only reality I have.

After all we've been through,

I couldn't leave unless I was
able to find out your name.

Don't make any trouble, ace.

Go, go, go!

Dominic says there's a girl
and a gunship involved.

You want to give me a clue?

What's this? Fingerprints?

Yeah, and a name. Or at least, maybe a name.

Lila Maxwell. Run it
through the computer for me.

This is it? Nothing else?

Some kind of mind control
dr*gs, as far as I know.

Check ‘em out.

I'll have my people work on
this all night if necessary,

but I want you and that girl in my office

tomorrow morning at : . Deal?

Yeah. : . Yeah, Michael.

You here?

Hope you like Chinese food.

I love it. At least, I think I do.

It's all that was open.

Is that to keep them out or to keep me in?

I was hoping I only had to
fight one side at a time.

You know, while you were
out, I've been thinking.

Who… whatever it turns out I am,

I don't want anything
to be different between us.

I doubt if it could.

Nice to see you, Senator.

So, what's happening with the girl?

She's been taken care of.

Oh, thank God, when I think how
much damage she could have done.

Yes, I saw the picture in the paper.

Capitol Hill Family of the Year.

Rising young politician,
beautiful wife, cute kids.

You know, the only person missing
in that picture was that mistress.

All right, look, I hate that word.

It wasn't at all like that. It was…

it was more.

But not the kind of thing you want
to talk about on the campaign trail.

It just seems strange

that she doesn't remember
any of it now, not even me.

You actually purged the
whole thing from her memory?

No, it turns out there was
a hitch in that procedure.

You said she'd been taken care of.

We had to take more drastic measures.

My God, you k*lled her!

It's not what I wanted to
happen, either, Senator.

But it had to happen if we're
both to accomplish our goals.

I have secret contracts

with half a dozen
foreign powers for that A- .

I don't give a damn about
your contracts! You had no right.

All right, Senator. Let's
cut it. Let's get down to it.

Now that A- is the finest
fighting helicopter in the world.

of them,

just , will pay for
your Presidential campaign.

's gonna win it for you.

Now, you tell me I was wrong in what I did.

Tell me you're gonna
give up the White House,

your whole political
career for that one girl.

Are you prepared to do that?
Now, you think about it.

- Michael, did you get anything?
- Yes.

But I don't think you're gonna like it,

neither will the young lady.

- We'll handle it.
- Go ahead.

The lady's fingerprints are definitive.

I have a record of arrests in San
Francisco, New York and Atlanta.

All dismissed, apparently,

by the intervention of
someone with a lot of clout.

Care to take a look?

Arrested for what?

I hate to tell you this,

but the lady is a prost*tute.

High class, but Lila Maxwell is a hooker.

That's not true. I'm not…

You just take it easy.

What’ve they got in that file
there about somebody named Steele?

Lydia?

No record on Steele, sir.

What kind of a priority does this list have?

I mean, who has access to it?

Top clearance.

Access limited to ranking
members of the Pentagon,

Congress and other need-to-know people.

So, these need-to-know
people can just take a lady

and send her memory out to lunch?

So, she takes over the
identity of some overdosed hooker.

- Oh, that's fantasy.
- It's been done before.

dr*gs?

Tryptamine, LSD and
others I've barely heard of.

They're control dr*gs,
right, all brainwashing?

Yes.

However, the effects
are sometimes reversible.

But I must tell you that the
procedure can be dangerous.

I'm willing to risk that.

Like finding out about Lila Maxwell,

that has its dangers, too.

Only if you believe it.

Lydia, get me Dr. Johnson, please.

They use even stronger dr*gs to unblock
the synapses in the brain. It's tricky.

Sometimes the receptors won't
return to normal function.

So, you're saying that she might
have permanent brain damage?

What are the chances?

Depends on how long she was on the dr*gs.

Near as I can tell, about weeks.

That's a long time.

How is she? Very good. She
came through it well.

I have a name for you.

Dawn. Dawn Jenene Harrison.

Staff Assistant with
the Commerce Department.

- That's it?
- No, but some of it gets
rather complicated.

It seems she was
involved with Senator Houston.

Terrible anxiety about it.

No wonder. He's
Mr. Squeaky Clean. Real family man.

Also, she's very upset about his
relationship with a man named Rossiter.

Rossiter?

He's Rossair International.

The body they fished out of that
pool was a consultant to Rossiter.

Consultant, my foot. He's g*n muscle.

She has great fear of a man named Steele.

Apparently, he administered the dr*gs.

And those are the main highlights.

How soon can I see her?

She's already coming out of it,

so she'll be fine in about a half an hour.

Good, that'll give us
time to check this out.

Thank you, Doctor.

Well, that's it.

The whole Lila Maxwell
dossier was manufactured

by splicing most of Dawn's past

with fictitious records
from the past years.

The prostitution arrests, the
apartment, the clothing receipts…

And they just swapped fingerprint files.

Lila's for Dawn's and Dawn's for Lila's.

So, when Dawn tried to find her past,

the Staff Assistant became Lila Maxwell,

hooker with a drug problem?

Boy, that's scary.

Changing a person's whole life that way.

Took someone very powerful with access.

There's only one person it could be.

Senator Houston.

Here's something interesting from
this morning's security briefing.

Senator Houston arriving
this a.m. by private jet,

landing at Rossair International

for low profile inspection tour.

No media coverage.

So, they got the whole tribe gathered now.

But what are they up to?

I don't know. I'm going to talk to Dawn.

Dawn?

Dawn's an awful pretty name.

String, I didn't realize
I cared for someone else.

We knew there'd be surprises.

I almost wish I were Lila Maxwell.

Might have been easier.

Or that I didn't remember the good.

It was good between Steven and me.

I felt privileged to share his life.

He was headed for greatness.

What changed all that?

I overheard him selling out
his position in the Senate.

He's going to make it possible for Rossiter

to sell our latest
weapons to t*rror1st K*llers.

The gunships?

Yeah. And do you know why?

Money… money is power,

it's an ancient disease.

He thinks Rossiter can
buy him the Presidency.

Dawn, I'm gonna ask someth’n of you.

Please don't take me wrong.

Help us stop ‘em.

Yes.

Dom, this is Hawke.

We're going in. Ya’ll set?

Roger, I'm camped in the backyard.

Good. Better monitor the Firm's
walkie-talkie frequencies.

Got ya, out.

Get that chopper ready to fly!

Yes. All right, put him on.

Mr. Steele, what is it?

What?

No. You stay right there.

I'll call you back.

Is something wrong?

No, nothing major. Just a
little security problem.

What is it? Tell him I'm unavailable.

I'm afraid I must insist. Hello, Senator.

I'm Michael Coldsmith Briggs from the Firm.

What is this, Rossiter?
What's going on here?

I can assure you Senator, this
is as much a mystery to me.

I have someone to meet you gentlemen.

Hawke?

Oh, my God! Dawn, you're alive.

Yes, Steven, and I even
answer to my own name.

No thanks to your friend here.

He did his damnedest to k*ll her.

That's a totally unfounded accusation.

Mr. Rossiter, I'm here to
impound the A- prototype.

We have eyewitness testimony

that it was used in the
commission of a felony.

I am also going to seek indictments
against you and the Senator

for conspiring to export classified
technology to unfriendly powers.

I see.

I think I should have my
Chief Attorney join us in here.

Yes, this is Rossiter.

Would you tell Mr. Lyman to join
me in my office at once, please.

Thank you.

Did you do it, Steven?

Did you tell them to k*ll me?

No, I just…

I swear to God that was
never part of the plan.

But you told them to give me the dr*gs.

They told me that they
could make you forget

the conversation that you overheard.

And forget about me.

Is that what you wanted?

Yes.

That will be Mr. Lyman.

Come in.

Hi.

Everybody just relax.

Phillips, you keep your eye on these people.

Rossiter, you must be insane.

Shut up.

Rossiter, Senator,

we have one chance of getting outta here

and it's sitting on the tarmac.

Senator, come on.

No, no, it's over. I'm staying here.

Well, you suit yourself, Senator.

Now Phillips, you keep
your eye on these people

till we can send some help for you.

Phillips, your boss is a crook.

They tried to m*rder this woman.

Quiet, stand easy like he said.

Hawke, he's going to k*ll us.

I know he is going to k*ll us.

I know…

Red alert. Zebra Squad, Code .

Somebody call Dom. Tell him to pick me up.

Get them! Stop them! Let's stop ‘em.

Steele and Rossiter are
turning south-east. Heading .

Roger.

Turbo's on the line, String.

Visual contact.

This is Hawke, give it up and follow me.

He's good. Darn good.

- Sunburst twice, Dom,
- Sunburst, times.

You're hot Ace, but not hot enough.

- Maverick, Dom,
- Maverick.

Okay Dom, let's go home.

Well, I just couldn't leave for Washington

without coming by, to
thank all of you again.

You know, I still have a job there

and now that all the indictments
have been handed down,

Steven, Senator Houston, will
be submitting his resignation.

It's going to be a very
difficult time for him.

You plan on seeing him again?

No.

He's really not a bad person.

I don't know why I keep defending him.

It doesn't make any sense.

You can say that again.

Well, I think it does. I wish
you all the luck in the world.

Thanks.

Guess we better get on the road

if we're going to make your plane, huh?

I must be nuts, huh?

Kind of goes with the territory.

Listen though, if you're
ever in the neighborhood…

Right, I'll drop in on you again, huh?