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14x04 - Rescue Me

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Knots Landing". Aired: December 27, 1979 – May 13, 1993.*
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A spin-off of Dallas, it was set in a fictitious coastal suburb of Los Angeles and initially centered on the lives of four married couples living on a cul-de-sac, Seaview Circle.

14x04 - Rescue Me

Post by bunniefuu »

I'm sorry.

You've got to be kidding.

Home pregnancy tests aren't always accurate.

But I missed my period,

and all the other symptoms.

Well, it could be incipient menopause.

Menopause?

It starts very early in some women,

late thirties, early forties.

No...

Having a baby means a great deal to you, huh?

[voice breaking] Everything.

But you do have a daughter.

You don't understand.

Paige was an accident.

I was so young.

I made mistakes.

Lots of them.

She hates me.

This was going to be so different.

I'm not saying you can't get pregnant.

I'm not even sure you're in menopause.

You've been irregular before.

You mean I can still get pregnant?

Yes, probably.

Even if... If it is the beginning of...

you know.

You just have to try harder.

Don't tell Miss Matheson

about the special plans for the baby's from,

I want it to be a surprise.

Your secret is safe with me.

-I'll get it. -It's okay. I'll get it.

[phone ringing]

Speak.

It's today?

Where?

I'll be there.

[theme music]

[melancholic music]

[phone rings]

[phone rings]

-Yeah. Hello. -Mr. Ewing. Paul Cameron.

Where the hell have you been?

I've been trying to get a hold of you since 5:00 a.m.

I was working on it.

What kind of investigator are you?

-Don't you carry a beeper? -Mr. Ewing--

I thought you were handling my wife's case exclusively.

I'm going nuts here.

[sighs] I'm sorry.

I guess there's nothing new.

I may be on to something. Nothing much.

Well, why didn't you say so? Did somebody see her?

Should I come down? What?

I didn't want to say anything until there's more to go on.

Yeah?

A witness may have seen your wife,

or a woman resembling her,

being forced into a car at the airport.

I'm looking into it,

and I'll let you know as soon as I turn anything up.

I'll be here.

[tense music]

[Gary] Your car was found deserted.

You were reported missing.

and the police suspected foul play.

The next thing I know, my wife is taking off for Florida.

Why?

I had nothing to do

with your wife going to Florida.

She must have been tipped off about something there.

Mr. Ewing,

I know your wife was writing a book about Sumner.

And I did give her some information

about a child that Sumner gave up for adoption.

She's my granddaughter, you know.

But I had no idea she was in Florida.

Maybe she found out something you didn't want her to know.

Are you saying I had something to do with her disappearance?

I'm not saying anything.

I'm just asking what you know about it.

I've told you, I don't know anything.

Then why the missing person bit?

[sighs]

I had to make it look like that to protect myself.

Sumner had threatened me,

because I wouldn't stop trying to see Meg.

So how come you've resurfaced?

Because I've taken legal steps to see my granddaughter.

And my lawyer knows about Sumner's threats, too.

Look, I'm sorry,

but I've got to get dressed for this hearing.

There's something you're not telling me.

Mr. Ewing.

The most important thing in the world to me

is seeing my granddaughter.

I'm very sorry about your wife.

Well, what possible reason would I have

to send your wife out of town?

I'm really sorry, but I'm going to have to ask you to leave.

I hope you're not holding anything back, Mrs. Robeson.

I'd hate to find that out.

So what did he want?

He thinks I know what happened to this snoopy wife of his.

Yeah, well, once you have a rap sheet.

I wonder what did happen to her.

Maybe she ran out on the guy.

Well, we have our own worries.

You want to go over this plan again?

What for?

-So you don't screw it up. -Damn it, sis.

I'm getting tired of you ragging on me.

I'm going to do my part just fine.

Right. Well, you better get going.

Come on, get up. Come on, get up.

Okay. Okay. Jeez...

Knock-knock.

[slams door]

-Busy, Claudia? -Of course I'm busy.

I'm the only one who's here this morning.

[whispering] I'm here.

I just thought I could help you with something.

No, I need the other director's input on these.

But of course, I can't reach anyone.

Paige has insisted on flying to Oregon

for a conference with Barton,

and Karen and Mack are going to be tied up at court all day.

Right. Well, I just thought I'd show you something in the paper

you might have missed this morning.

Uhm...

I'll come back later.

-No, Mort. -No.

Mort. Mort!

What is it?

Looks like the Sumner Group is about to invest millions

into the LA Task Force project.

-What? -Yeah.

That's an interview with Greg.

We're getting into construction.

Urban renewal.

I don't believe this.

It seems like the old man

is still running the place,

doesn't it?

Not if I have anything to say about it.

If anyone looking for me, I'll be back in an hour.

[sighs]

[sighs]

-What do you think? -About the hearing?

We got nothing to worry about.

Not that. This.

-What? -Me. What I'm wearing.

-What? -Well, is it too...

I don't know.

Just too?

I mean, I don't want to look frumpy,

but at the same time, I don't want to look overdressed either.

[Mack] Karen...

I don't know what to wear to court.

This is a hearing about visitation rights,

not about what you're wearing.

I know that.

It's just that I want to make the right appearance.

Do you think it'll look better with the scarf?

-I don't believe this. -Alright, I'll take it off.

Don't take it off. Unless you want to.

Make up your mind. On or off?

I've never seen you like this.

Well, I'm nervous.

No kidding.

Is it that obvious?

Well, that's gonna look great in court.

The judge is gonna think I'm some sort of a neurotic.

Karen, cut it out.

Look,

yeah, everything's gonna be okay.

It's gonna be okay.

Okay.

I like the scarf.

On or off?

[doorbell dings]

-You look good. -I think I better change.

-Mrs. MacKenzie? -Yeah?

I'm Joe Robeson, Mary's brother.

I wonder if I could talk to you and your husband.

What about?

I figure I can save you folks a lot of trouble

if you just give me a word with y'all.

Come in.

We didn't know Mary had a brother.

Oh, yeah, we're real close.

Why does she want us to know

that she couldn't tell us herself?

Hey, listen, she doesn't even know I'm here, okay?

Sure.

My sister wants to be a real granny

to your little girl,

and she hasn't talked about anything except Meg

since she got here.

How much does she want?

Want?

Yes, want.

-It's not a matter of money. -Come on.

Money never entered my mind.

Well, I guess it could help.

You know, sweeten the loss.

How much?

A million.

For all the pain...

-Get out! -I'm just trying to help.

Get out of here! Get out of here!

I guess she really thinks she's going to win.

She's a poker player, and we just called her bluff.

[knock on door]

-Thank you, Carlos. -Yes, ma'am.

Can I get you some lunch, Miss Matheson?

No, I'm just going to go to bed and take a nap.

Miss Matheson.

I'm sorry, you have a visitor.

Oh, no. Who?

[speaks Italian]

Your old comrade in arms.

[speaks Italian]

Don't worry, my friend.

I'm not going to tire Miss Anna out.

Certainly not in her delicate condition.

It's alright, Carlos.

-Excuse me. -[Nick] Bye.

Come here, Anna. Come on. Come here.

Sit down and tell me everything about your trip to the doctor.

How did you know I've been to the doctor?

Wow, don't be so tightened up.

Uptight, you idiot.

Are you spying on me?

Carlos told me about the doctor.

You know, we became quite good friends

while I waited for you.

You think you can just charm the birds

right off the trees, don't you, Nick?

Anna, come on.

It's time for you to relax,

and reflect about the joys of motherhood.

Look at you.

You have that special glow

women in your condition have, huh?

Let me get something straight with you, Nick.

I am not loaning you any money.

I am not asking you for any money.

Then what are you asking for?

Your friendship, my beautiful lady.

-You are so transparent. -Perfect.

Then what you see is a heart full of love

and concern for you,

your husband, and a little one on the way.

What I see is an opportunistic scheming fool,

just looking for an easy score.

So don't try anything, Nick.

Because I have first-hand information about you

and your scams.

And I have first-hand information

about you,

my dear Anna.

So what do you say?

How about signing a truce over an aperitif?

I don't drink.

Sorry, I forgot about the pregnancy.

Then why not ring for Carlos and we'll have some tea?

That's impossible, because you're leaving.

Come on, Anna, listen to me. I'm not leaving.

-Yes, you are. -Oh, come on, Anna.

Please listen to me.

Oh, Annie. Hello. How are you?

-Fine. -I'm looking for Greg.

-Is he here? -He's not here.

Mr. Schillace was just leaving.

Yes, but not before I said hello.

I remember the lovely Miss Whittaker quite well.

I remember the thieving Mr. Schillace.

Good to know you're back in town.

I have to find Greg.

Oh.

Sorry if I interrupted anything.

Wow.

The lovely Miss Whittaker?

The thieving Mr. Schillace?

[phone ringing]

[phone ringing]

[phone ringing]

-Yeah. Hello. -[Cameron] I found the witness.

He only remembered a partial license plate.

And I'm on my way to the DMV

to get a list of possible addresses

of car owners.

One of them might have taken Val.

I'm on my way.

I don't have anything concrete yet, Mr. Ewing.

I'll take the first flight out of here.

Schillace.

Schillace.

Nicholas Schillace

No, I don't know how it's spelled.

It starts with an S-C.

It certainly shouldn't be too hard to find.

How many thieves do you have with names like opera singers?

[chuckles]

Yes, yes.

I filed a burglary report over a year and a half ago.

Of course I consider this an emergency.

The man stole a precious art object

worth thousands of dollars.

And I saw him not more than an hour ago,

walking around scott-free.

Oh, listen, detective,

this is no laughing matter.

And if it takes a squad car with sirens and flashing lights

to catch this thief,

that is exactly what I think you should do.

Boy, this new police chief has his work cut out for him.

[sighs]

Extortion is a felony, in case you didn't know.

Hello, Karen. Hello, Mack.

And if you keep it up, you're gonna land in jail.

I beg your pardon?

And if your brother ever shows

his face around here again,

he's gonna land in a hospital.

-[Karen] Mack... -[Toni] Mary, I'm sorry--

You know, I just hope that you're unaware

of the deal your client has proposed.

I don't know what he's talking about.

She sent her brother to tell us

she'd drop the case for a million dollars.

I did no such thing.

You're never gonna get anywhere near our daughter.

Folks, the judge will be right out.

Will you please take your seats?

Let's argue this in front of the judge, okay?

You're damn right.

[gavel stomps]

Uhm...

Here's the Bailey contracts you asked for.

There's some guy out in the reception

that is waiting for you.

A policeman?

I doubt it.

A detective?

Uh, last name like an opera...

Valacchi...

-Schillace? -Tall, dark Italian guy.

Get security. Go.

Just...

[chuckling] Yeah...

We meet again, Miss Whittaker.

I am calling the police.

Why? There is no need for it.



They have so many emergencies.

And this is one of them.

Oh, Miss Whittaker, I am not an emergency.

Come on. True.

I borrowed an artifact from the Summer Group,

but it was such a lovely piece,

I could not stand the thought

of it in the hands of a black marketeer.

-So I was going to return it. -But?

It was stolen from me just before I could.

-Would you believe it? -No, I wouldn't.

You don't trust me, do you?

Not as far as I can throw you.

Good.

So I have some business to take care of.

First of all, I have to restore the piece

with one of equal worth and beauty.

And second of all,

I have to gain your trust.

Anytime you're ready, counselor.

Thank you, Your Honor.

[Karen] Oh, my...

What's he doing here?

[Judge Rifkin] Can we begin, Mr. MacKenzie?

That's all we needed.

Yes.

Your Honor, I'd like to request the hearing be closed

and the observer asked to leave.

I'm sure you're aware this is a public hearing,

Mr. MacKenzie.

As such, it's open to the public.

Please get on with it.

Yes, Your Honor.

Your Honor, the petition of Mary Robeson

has brought a frivolous action with no basis in the law

before this court.

And I'd like to call your attention

to California's civil law code section 197.5,

which specifically states that grandparents' visitation

does not apply if the child is adopted

by someone other than a step-parent or grandparent.

-Duly noted, Counselor. -Thank you, Your Honor.

I believe the case should be decided

on these facts alone, Your Honor.

Yes, Counselor.

I would like to introduce further evidence

that supports denial of visitation rights.

That evidence of what you have an official copy

contains Mary Robeson's criminal record,

including grand larceny, shoplifting,

mail fraud, and passing bad checks.

She's been convicted three times,

and has served two terms

at the Florida Correctional Institute for Women.

There's also a copy of the report

filed with the police,

accusing her of removing our daughter from school

without our knowledge or permission.

Mary Robeson is a convicted felon

that poses not only a threat to our daughter's well-being,

but to her physical safety.

For all these reasons,

for our daughter's welfare,

I implore the court to deny

this woman's petition for visitation rights.

Miss Fields.

Thank you, Your Honor.

I admit that strictly according to the law,

my client could be denied visitation rights

to her granddaughter.

I want to present mitigating circumstances

in this complicated case, which call for judicial redress.

I believe the only way to do that is to ask my client,

Mary Robeson, to testify on her own behalf.

I can't tell you what it was like.

After searching all those years to find my daughter again,

just to know that she was alive and that she was married.

Did you get to write her? Phone her?

How do you put all of that in a letter, or a phone call?

No, I just got on a plane and came to California.

Did you get to see her?

I was too late.

[voice breaking] My baby...

My Laura was dead.

Your honor, I'd like to request a short recess

so my client can compose herself.

No, it's alright, Your Honor. I'm alright.

I just want to get this over with,

so I can see my granddaughter.

[Mary sobbing]

Miss Fields.

Can you tell the court what happened

when you met your daughter's husband,

Gregory Sumner?

Well, at first he didn't believe I was Laura's mother,

but I brought my documents for evidence.

He was abrupt.

And so cold.

He just said that Laura had died a few months earlier.

He didn't even mention that I had a granddaughter.

He had me put away,

because I dared to ask to see my granddaughter.

And I vowed that when I got out that nothing,

nothing would keep me from seeing Meg.

Not the fact that she was adopted,

not the fact that I'd been imprisoned on it.

And they're doing it again to me now.

They won't let me see her, Judge.

[voice breaking] Why? Please tell me why.

We'll take a ten-minute recess.

It's getting late.

But I think we can resolve this matter today.

-I can't believe it-- -[Mack] Senile...

-What? -No, what were--

-Go ahead. -No, you go ahead.

Well, the judge, I think he's senile.

I'm going to turn that decision around so fast

it is going to make his head spin.

At least it's just for a trial period.

And she can't see Meg unless we're there.

She's not going to see Meg at all.

-What a performance. -A total lie.

She enjoyed that, not just sticking it to us,

but also getting back at Greg.

What the hell was he doing there?

You have to ask?

Hey, hey, wait a minute.

Where? Why are you turning right?

Mack, where are you going?

Just making a little detour.

[sighs]

You can't keep doing this the rest of your life.

Yeah? You just watch me.

The fat lady sang,

and the judge bought

all the notes.

I know you're upset about the hearing,

but Carlos did go through a lot of trouble to make dinner.

He set it up out in the terrace, if you're ready.

Do you mind if I finish my rant?

I saw the doctor today.

Yeah. How is she?

Fine.

But there is something I want to tell you.

[loud knock on door]

Are you expecting someone?

No.

What were you doing in that courtroom

this afternoon?

-[Greg] Mack... -No one asked you to be there.

If you just mind your own business

and stay out of things that don't concern you,

we'd all be better off.

What's your problem, Mack?

We're all on the same side.

Stay off of my side.

-I'm sorry. -Don't apologize for me.

There wouldn't even have been a hearing,

had you let me do what I wanted to do in the first place.

Your way? The way you want to do it?

The way you want to do it got Meg kidnapped.

Just back off and stay out of it.

[slams door]

[knock on door]

-Mr. Ewing, had a good flight? -I had a rotten flight.

-Did you get the addresses? -Not yet.

The DMV's computer is down.

Damn. What else can go wrong?

They're working on it, Mr Ewing.

It should be fixed in a couple hours.

With any luck, we can start checking addresses

first thing in the morning.

Well...

I could use a little luck.

[pleasant music]

[doorbell dings]

Go away.

[doorbell dings]

Buonasera, Miss... Miss Whittaker.

Sorry, I thought you were taller.

What are you doing here, Mr. Schillace?

I'd like to invite you to dinner.

-I've already had dinner. -Shame.

Would you accept the flowers anyway?

Come in, Mr. Schillace.

I'll put them in water.

Nick. Please, would you call me Nick?

That's what my friends call me.

I'm not your friend.

Then we must become friends,

so I can call you Claudia.

Such a pretty name. Claudia.

The vase. Would you reach that for me?

Nice to be tall, isn't it?

Oh, lovely.

This is Venetian glass, isn't it?

You're knowledgeable about art, aren't you?

It's my hobby.

I know.

Miss Whittaker,

you don't think for a second that I would

borrow something from you.

-Oh, no. -Good.

Because I intend to keep my eye on you.

[pleasant music]

Such a tiny feet.

I'm reminded of the glass slipper

in the fairy tale.

Oh...

I read Cinderella, Mr. Schillace.

I'm no Cinderella.

Nick, Miss Whittaker.

Claudia, Nick.

Claudia, do you think I could take you out for dessert?

Too rich.

Espresso cappuccino?

Too much caffeine.

I don't know what else to propose.

I have very simple tastes.

Good.

We have that in common.

Yes.

Harry, the middle of the night is the best time for thinking.

This is a civil case.

It has to do with visitation rights.

I got a couple of friends

who got themselves into trouble, and...

I got to get this ruling reversed,

and I figured you'd be the guy to know how to handle it.

Really? He's the best?

Yeah, I know. No, I'll call him.

I appreciate it, Judge. Have a good night.

Annie, what are you doing up this late?

Listening in on your phone call.

It's a good thing I wasn't talking to Paige.

Ha. Very funny.

You can't meddle in Karen and Mack's business.

Meg is not business.

Meg is not your child any longer either.

She's as much my child

as the one behind your belly button.

And don't you forget it.

You have no right to...

[Greg] Listen.

All I'm going to do is suggest to Mack

that he hire an expert in family law.

I think he made a mistake handling this case on his own.

[chuckles] After what Mack said tonight?

And Karen feels the same way.

I don't care what Mack and Karen feel.

I don't care what you feel.

This is none of your business.

You got a kid of your own to be concerned about.

[engine rumbling]

We've got three more left. We're looking for number 1-0-6.

Must be two houses from the church.

Unlikely place for a hideout, next to a church.

It's damn good cover.

Yeah.

Damn good cover, Cameron. A church school.

I better check it out anyway.

Make it quick.

[sighs]

[doorbel dings]

[Claudia singing]

Keep talking, Cara.

I'll take care of it.

Claudia, I...

-Oh. -Claudia's in the tub.

-Oh. -Can I be of service?

-Ah... -Are you a friend?

Ah...

Friend, and neighbor,

and business associate.

[Claudia singing]

I could come back.

Perhaps I could give that to Claudia, right?

Oh.

Oh, my.

Oh, my.

My fault entirely.

If you will excuse me. Bye.

Mary and that two-bit brother of hers

should have been out of here weeks ago.

I know, Sir. Mary wouldn't have taken the child from school.

I'm going to give you another chance.

Thank you, Sir.

You can count on me.

I want them both taken care of.

Mary and the brother.

Everything is set up.

I'm sorry. I thought you were alone.

Adios, my friend.

I'll take care of things, sir.

[Anne] I thought you said that you were--

Going to take you to lunch. Yeah.

Last night you said

you were going to recommend

a family law expert to Mack.

I am.

I suppose that getting Mary Robeson taken care of

doesn't mean what I think it does.

You have a vivid imagination, Annie.

Myers is just going to serve a legal summons on her.

Why can't you just leave them alone?

I'm helping them deal with their problem.

[Anne] That's very kind of you.

But it's their problem,

and I don't think they want your help.

I consider it my problem too.

And if you can't accept that,

then you and I have a problem.

Why don't we go have some lunch?

Come on.

Let's go and eat.

I'm telling you, I had that old geezer

eating out of the palm of my hand.

[chuckles]

I missed my calling, Brother Joe.

I should have been an actress.

[laughing]

So that streaks the temporary visiting riots

with my darling little granddaughter.

Supervised temporary visiting rights.

Yeah, well, let Mack and Karen supervise anything they want.

Look at this.

Sure bet in the fourth, but it's a mudder.

It never rains here.

If you paid half as much attention to this project

as you do to those horses,

we'd have this money

and been out of here by now.

I did what you told me.

The MacKenzies didn't buy it.

They sure as hell will now.

[phone ringing]

[phone ringing]

Hello.

Huh?

Look, you got the wrong number, pal.

I was hoping that was the MacKenzies

wanting to deal.

[ominous music]

Look, I'm going to go get some cigarettes.

You want something?

-They'll k*ll you. -Who?

The cigarettes, dummy.

[ominous music]

-See you later. -They'll do you in, Brother.

They'll do you in.

[suspenseful music]

Yeah, operator, I want to reverse-charge

area code 904-555-4508.

Name is Joe Robeson.

Yeah.

Dammit, Jack, I told you not to call me at my sister's.

Okay, take it easy, man.

Just get her out of there.

I don't care where you take her,

just do it.

[suspenseful music]

Mack and I agree with your suggestions

on the Bailey stock options.

We've signed the contracts.

Mack won't be in today either?

He's filing an appeal.

Ah...

[phone beeps]

Excuse me.

Yes.

Oh, please ask him to wait.

Hi, I'm a little early. Oh...

I'm interrupting?

Yes, you are.

Would you wait for me in reception?

Excuse me, the friend. the neighbor, correct?

-Ah... -You've met?

Not officially.

Well, I'm Nick's Schillace.

And you are?

Going to make some phone calls,

and I'll get back to you as soon...

as I can.

This year of the woman.

I like it.

[suspenseful music]

That's weird.

[tense music]

Oh!

You idiot, what's wrong with you?

What are you talking about?

You have a very sweet deal going on here,

and you're going to screw it up dealing drugs.

Huh?

Look at it. It's cocaine.

-It's all over the place. -You're crazy?

No, you are.

Where else have you got it stashed?

Man, I swear to you, this isn't my stuff.

-I'm not that stupid. -Well, then, whose is it?

Sumner.

Damn.

[indistinct chatter]

[Nick] Mr. Sumner!

-Hi. -How are you doing?

Anna, nice to see you.

I wish I could say the same.

So how's the food in here?

Fine. I was surprised.

Mr. Schillace and I were just discussing

the return of the sculpture that he borrowed.

Let me guess, who picked up the check?

Going back to the food,

I would suggest Penne Puttanesca.

A little bit spicy, but very, very good.

You came out to the ranch to see me?

What's up?

Uhm, you know,

our reservation was for half an hour ago.

We can talk another time.

Oh, now, there's no time like the present.

Come over here, Sis.

Speak to me...

Well, that didn't take you long.

Long for what?

Discussing the borrowed sculpture.

Have you slept with her?

Anna, I'm shocked.

Ha!

So what's up, Sis?

I wanted to ask about the interview

in the paper yesterday.

Yes?

You talked about the Sumner Group

investing millions in the task force.

Yeah.

Without discussing it with us,

the directors?

You don't like that idea?

I don't know. Look, we have our own agenda.

Our own priorities.

It is something that would have to be discussed.

That is, unless you are planning to come back and take over.

If I decide to come back and take over,

you're going to be the first to know.

[mumbles]

What do you say? I'm starving.

-Good to see you. -[Nick] Bye.

Lovely couple, no?

No.

Get the car, Nick.

[Nick] Excuse me.

Oh, Mr. Sumner.

This way, please.

[chattering]

Will this be alright, Mr. Sumner?

This will be fine.

My producer Art Nam is there. I want to say hello. Okay?

-Alright. -Excuse me.

Can I get you a drink, sir?

Hi, Anne.

Hi. Good to see you.

Right away.

Oh, Doctor Stern.

How are you? This way, please.

[pleasant music]

Greg. Hello.

-How are you? -Good.

Good to see you.

How's the baby business?

Oh, booming, booming.

-Sit down. Have a drink. -Oh, thank you. I'd love to.

I think my lunch date got stuck in the OR.

Anne is working the room.

Oh, yeah. I'll have an iced coffee, please.

Of course.

So, how's Anne?

Great. Happy as a clamp.

Yeah, the holiday parades

are going to preempt the whole schedule.

Well, I'll be on my honeymoon.

Oh, perfect timing.

We were thinking of asking you if you...

Oh, Dr. Stern,

I didn't know you and Greg knew each other.

Yeah. Oh, well, we've served on several boards together.

Really?

Well, that's nice.

That's good.

-[Anne] Oh! -[Stern] Oh, my God!

[Anne] I'm so sorry!

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Oh, I hope that wasn't coffee.

-I know that stains. -It was.

Oh, the ladies room is right back there.

-Let me take you to the-- -No, no, no, no, no.

I'll take care of it. That's okay.

Don't worry about. I have a change at the office.

[Anne] Oh, I'm so sorry.

That's all right. Don't worry about it.

Have a nice lunch. Greg, good to see you again.

Good to see you, Ellyn.

Oh, I'm so embarrassed.

Nice maneuver, Matheson.

What do you mean?

What do I mean? Give me a break.

What didn't you want the good doctor to tell me?

I didn't want her to give away the secret.

What secret?

Whether it's a boy or a girl.

I wanted it to be a surprise.

Do you believe this?

Cocaine in a vacuum cleaner bag.

Give it here, give it here. Rinse this out.

[police officer 1] Police, open up.

Stay close, yes?

I think we got it all.

[police officer #1] This is the police, open the door.

[suspenseful music]

[door opens]

Let me check this one out.

Alright, I'll wait over there.

[knock on door]

[car tires screeching]

My God, there she is! Cameron!

[tires screeching]

Go! Go!

[tires screeching]

[tires screeching]

I'm sure it was Val. Why didn't she--

He probably had a g*n on her.

[tires screeching]

-Come on, come on! -Relax, we'll get them.

[suspenseful music]

Where the hell is he taking her?

I don't know, but we're onto him.

[intense music]

He's not going to get away in this place.

The guy's crazy.

[Gary] You've got to stop him.

He's going to k*ll her.

We could let him get away.

No, keep going.

You got it.

[tense music]

[Cameron] He's driving like a maniac.

Stay with him. Easy, easy.

[honking]

Hold on.

[Cameron] Where the hell is he going?

[Cameron] Wow!

Stay with him.

We're on his tail, for God's sakes.

[honking]

[engine revving]

[glass shattering]

[water splashing]

Oh, my God.

[expl*si*n]

Val!

Val!

Val...

[theme music]