I said, "Look, lady, it's not the seats that have gotten smaller,
it's your ass that's got bigger."
I'm sorry, sir. This cabin is restricted to first class.
Are you looking for this?
Is there anything I can get you?
Scotch. Blended. Straight.
Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking.
We've got a report of some turbulence ahead.
I'd like to ask you to please return to your seats and fasten your seat belts,
and remain there until we release the fasten-seat-belt sign.
I hear birds can't fly this high.
I hear only angels can.
Where's the bomb?
I am the bomb.
- Shall I pour your scotch? - No, I'll take the bottle.
Another movie from an old TV show.
Ah, what are you going to do?
Walk out.
Very funny.
No, it isn't.
What are you doing?!
What are you doing?! Get off of me!
Help me! Help me!
Help me! Be careful!
Nice flight?
You crazy bastard!
I think you mean "crazy bitch."
What is this? What's going on here?
Damn, I hate to fly.
No way! No way!
What's with that?! Who are you people?!
Who are you people?!
Once upon a time, there were three very different little girls.
Who grew up to be three very different women.
Making her a five-day champion. Way to go, Natalie.
But they have three things in common: They're brilliant, beautiful...
I'm going to be all over you!
You will be kissing my ass...
and they work for me.
My name is Charlie.
- Let's go this way. - No, no, no, no!
This way!
Wait you guys, I'm not a yo-yo!
Good morning, Starfish.
Good morning, Chad.
Sweet Chad.
I figured we could have a little breakfast.
And then, maybe, after...
we could have a little Chad.
Hold that thought.
Yes, I'll be right in.
Isn't that just the luck?
Hey, I can make something else if you don't want eggs.
No, it's not the eggs.
Is it the boat?
It's not the boat. I have to go now.
Is it the Chad?
It might be the Chad.
It's the Chad!
Eduardo, move me.
Good morning.
You know, I signed that release waiver, so you should feel free to stick things in my slot.
Thanks.
No problem.
Hey! I'll be right in.
I want to get one thing straight between us.
Go ahead. We're way past keeping secrets at this point.
This is going to be long,
hard and rough.
Sometimes when it's rough, I just get there faster.
If you don't defuse this bomb, Logan, L.A. is going to be a new underwater attraction.
Which wire? The red one or the blue one?
That is not helping.
Ooh, my muffins.
But this is stupid, anyway. Why wouldn't I just yank the wire?
No, honey, those are just dummy wires. The real mechanism is inside, encased in a titanium shell.
If you trip the external feedback circuit, the bomb will detonate.
Wow.
You know, for a bikini waxer, you know an awful lot about bombs.
Isn't it amazing how much information you can learn off the internet?
I'll be right there.
When do I get to meet this Charlie?
Charlie's not a very social person.
But Charlie's a chick though, right?
I mean, definitely a woman, right?
I don't know if I can keep up this facade with Jason anymore.
You don't want to be with a man who's intimidated by a strong woman anyway.
You know, they come on all fine, until they find out I can shatter a block with my forehead.
I love that trick.
Blueberry muffins.
I made them from scratch.
Yum.
Sounds good.
These look great, Alex.
Oh, my God.
What do you call this?
Chinese fighting muffin.
Nothing to laugh about.
A buddy of mine took a fighting muffin in the chest. They sent him home in four Ziploc bags.
They're not Chinese. They're not fighting. They're blueberry.
Alex, are you okay?
She's having trouble with her secret identity, Bos.
Aren't we all?
Scoot.
Alex...
all my Angels...
the heart is a muscle.
In body building, we exercise the muscle...
and it grows bigger and stronger.
It's the same with the heart.
I must have the heart of a rhino.
You do. And you be proud of it.
Mes Anges...
these little hurts will heal.
And at crunch time, your hearts will be so buff...
you'll be able to clean and jerk his love...
three sets, ten reps each.
Thanks, Bos.
Excuse me. I have to take a phone call.
Good morning, Angels.
Good morning, Charlie.
Dylan, Alex, Natalie, I hope you're rested and ready for your next assignment.
Meet Eric Knox, a brilliant engineer and the founder of Knox Technologies,
an up-and-coming communications software company.
Last night, Knox was kidnapped
and his voice-identification software was stolen.
Who's the lady left behind?
Vivian Wood, she's the president of Knox Technologies.
Oh, she did it.
Well, I guess we can all go home then.
Angels, meet Vivian Wood, our new client.
She's hired us to find Eric Knox.
Hello.
Ms. Woods, who would have the most to gain from Knox's disappearance?
Me, probably. I'm his partner.
Before we were partners,
we were friends.
Does Knox have any enemies to speak of?
Roger Corwin. He's owner
of Red Star systems, the largest communications satellite firm in the world.
Six months ago, he tried to buy out Knox Technologies,
and when Knox refused to sell, Corwin just lost it.
Charming.
Was there a ransom demand?
Nothing. But I know he's still alive.
I'll study the garage footage. Maybe there's something there.
So Corwin is our only and best lead, and hopefully he'll take us to Knox.
Corwin gets a weekly massage at Madame Wong's House of Blossoms.
That's our chance to feel him out.
He said what?
"Over my dead body"?
I can accept those terms.
It's getting a little chilly in here, Yoko. I could use some warming up.
At your service.
Good.
Could we get started this millennium?
Banzai!
Ooh, yeah.
You're holding a lot of tension...
in your 4th and 5th vertebrae.
I know.
Let me see if I can work that...
out.
By activating the right energy points, you can increase circulation,
alleviate pain,
or even...
render a man unconscious.
Okay, let's go.
Palm Pilot.
Got the car key.
I got his schedule.
You must have dozed off.
You're very good...
with your hands.
I could use someone like you on my staff.
Thanks for the offer, but my hands aren't going anywhere near your staff.
If Corwin is behind Knox's disappearance,
he's got someone else doing his dirty work, guaranteed.
Nat, how's it coming with the kidnapping footage?
I'm just enhancing a reflection from the car window.
May I take your order, please?
Yeah, I'd like three cheeseburgers, three French fries and three cherry pies.
What do you guys want?
I got a clean frame on one of the kidnappers.
Creepy Thin Man.
Oh good, now we have the bad guy. All we have to do is look for him.
Find out if he works for Corwin.
What's Corwin doing tonight?
Who's up for crashing a party?
Bos.
- Thanks, Nat. - No problem.
It's a mic-transmitter, Bos. You just stick on your back molar like a cap.
I know. It's a mouth-mic, sure.
We'll be able to always stay in touch the whole time.
Okay, we're in deep cover now, so if
you can't remember John David, just call me J.D. Think of...
- Jelly doughnut. - Jack Daniels.
- Juvenile delinquents. - John DeLorean.
There's your date, J.D.
Excuse me, ladies.
Roger Corwin. Welcome.
John David Rage, self-help guru.
John David... Rage?
Relax, Bos. Order a drink.
Excuse me. Miss?
Hi... miss.
- A hammerhead, please. - No problem.
Any creepy thin men?
Lots of creepy, none thin.
- I was wondering if... - No.
- So there's no chance... - No. No.
That's incredible.
What is?
Your smile.
Thanks.
This place, it's Japanese, is it not?
It's a 13th-century Shinto temple.
I had it...
I had it FedEx'd from Kyoto.
Blowfish?
Isn't that poisonous?
It's a rare delicacy for the man who has no fear of an excruciating death.
Technically, 1 in 60 is fatal.
Tastes like chicken.
Although it would go very nicely with broccoli.
The man laughs at death.
Good work, Bos. Let's see if you can get him to talk about Knox.
At last, a worthy adversary.
Let's see if you can survive a test of intuition and judgment.
Nat, what are you doing? That bartender is cute.
I'm working.
He likes you. Go back and flirt a little.
That was fast.
They don't call me Balls-Out Natalie for nothing.
Right.
I've never seen you at one of these before. You new?
Brand new. I'm like a virgin, you know. I mean, it's my first time...
here at Corwin's.
Oh, boy. She's going down.
No way. He's into her.
Just pick up the tray and walk away.
No, no, no, no, no. Stay. Stay and talk to him.
Flip your hair.
Flip your goddamn hair.
Excuse me. I'm sorry, I don't usually do this, but I was wondering...
Unless you're already seeing someone else, maybe, you know, that...
Yeah.
- Yeah, yeah, of course you are. Sorry. - No, no, no!
I'm not seeing anyone.
Free.
Okay, umm... Thursday?
My favorite day.
Great. I'm gonna get tickets.
I love tickets.
What do you know? A guy who speaks Natalie.
Where's J.D.?
Somebody help me up, please?
Hello, girls? Are you hearing me?
Thin Man, ten o'clock.
Why do they always run?
Watch it!
Nat!
Brace!
Jump!
Check them all!
- Clear! - Clear!
Clear!
Knox.
Great work, Angels, but our job's only half-finished.
There's still the matter of Mr. Knox's stolen technology.
What's so special about your software?
It's... It's really quite amazing.
We developed a program. You see, everyone's voice is unique.
It has a unique signature...
like a snowflake. And it can be mapped, somewhere in the way of a fingerprint...
It's audio DNA. It makes it impossible to disguise or scramble a voice signal.
Which is exactly why Corwin wants it.
Of course. All of Red Star's telecommunication satellites have global positioning systems.
Combine that with voice identification...
Red star could turn any cell phone into a homing device.
No one could hide.
Imagine if this got into the wrong hands, how dangerous it would be.
It's the end of privacy.
That's where you come in, Angels.
Corwin is premiering his Red Star racer at the California Speedway.
That's our chance for a little recon. We should plant a hidden camera on Corwin.
Looks like it's off to the races, Angels.
When Roger Corwin first got involved in the world of racing,
a lot of people said it was a stopgap for my waning libido.
I had them all fired.
What's so funny? I did.
Thanks for coming to this little test run.
Nat...
I'm going in.
But what can I say?
It's a Red Star day for me.
Then it's back to the day-to-day grind...
of world domination and enslavement.
Hi.
Work your magic.
It's hot out there.
Hm, it's hot in here too.
Maybe I can make you a little more comfortable.
Oh, I've come undone.
That feels good.
Thank you.
It's nice, I like what you've done with it.
Ours got bigger mirrors.
I love cars.
You like fast cars?
I like fast everything.
Oh, my God.
Thanks for the ride.
You're welcome.
Mission accomplished. Tomorrow morning, Corwin is giving us a guided tour of Red Star.
Ride 'em, cowboy. Make me proud.
Nat!
Hey, what's going on?
We got an old friend on the track.
That creep from Chinatown.
Creepy Thin Man.
Nat, it's a round track. He's not going anywhere.
She's going after him.
With the micro camera we've planted on
Corwin's briefcase, we have been able to study Red Star's layout.
There's the mainframe, just behind that door.
Well, that's where my software would be, but the security looks incredible.
- Yeah, restricted access. - Fingerprint I.D.
Retinal scanner.
Angels, break it down.
Only two directors at Red Star have access to the mainframe room.
In order to get through the security system, they have to synchronize their entrance.
A gelatin scanning plate takes exact fingerprints.
A laser accurate to .009 millimeters scans the retina.
The mainframe is accessible only through an airless antechamber.
A surveillance-monitored clean room.
There's only one way to get through undetected: Be invisible.
The floor is rigged with pressure sensitivity.
Any contact that exceeds .25 seconds triggers the alarm.
Sounds impossible.
Sounds like fun.
Director 1
Director 2
Mein Siegenbock ist sexy!
They got the wrong address.
You ready to whip them into shape, or what, Alex?
You must be Miss Aarons. I'm Doris.
I'm sorry for all this confusion.
I had you on the schedule for next week instead of this week. I don't know what happened.
That's what I'm here to figure out.
Well, you are the efficiency expert, huh?
Yes.
I am.
Bitch.
I heard that.
Your methodologies are antiquated and weak.
Your procedures of approval ensure that only the least radical ideas
are rewarded.
Meanwhile, your competition is innovating!
Ow.
You.
What was the last suggestion you made to your boss?
I thought the Coke machine should be free.
Why?
Because caffeine helps us program.
Perfect. Smart...
simple and logical.
And what did your boss say?
He said no.
Question!
Who builds the products of this company?
You do.
Engineers do.
Not managers.
They should be answering to you, not you to them!
Who else has an idea like this man's Coke machine?
All right! Tell me.
Better yet...
can anyone show me?
It's not working.
There's only one way to get through undetected: Be invisible.
The floor is rigged with pressure sensitivity.
Any contact that exceeds .25 seconds will trigger the alarm.
Thank you, sir.
I hope you don't mind if we look around.
So you're saying we have complete access to Red Star's computer?
And they have no idea we can peek inside.
Wow. You guys are tremendous. Thanks.
I, well, I'm just looking for evidence of Knox Technologies software in the Red Star system.
- Where is it? - Oh, Bosley has it back at the agency in the laptop.
It has a direct link to the Red Star mainframe.
Bosley?
Maybe we should be doing our own analysis.
Surely Eric would be the best person to...
Well, our goal was to find out whether or not Red Star had stolen your software.
It would be unethical for us to give you full access to their systems.
If we get any proof, we'll give it to you right away.
Yeah, that makes sense. That's cool. Right?
Right, Viv?
You know, Knox may not be out of danger yet.
Smile. Don't panic the client.
One of us should check security at his house.
Absolutely. I agree.
- Is everything all right? - Yeah. Nothing up here.
Wow, that was cool.
Who's the Green Beret?
That's my dad.
That's nice.
And that's the guy who killed him.
Yeah. They were in the Army Intelligence together.
This was his best friend and he turned on him.
I'm sorry.
Thanks.
Why do you keep it?
Oh, to remind me: Be careful who you trust. Don't take any wooden nickels.
What about you? Did you ever have parents?
I mean... I know you have parents, but I mean...
Where's your mom?
My mom died when I was six, and I never met my father.
You never met your father?
And now you work for...
a man you've never seen.
That's an interesting trend.
That was smooth.
Want to play Scrabble?
Don't worry about it. I got somebody...
That's okay.
What are they called? You know those...
So, okay.
- Umm. This is a panic button. - Okay.
And, uh, if you just press it, then any one of us,
whoever's the closest, will be here, like that, if there's any problem.
Like that? Okay. Well, right now, that would be you.
Yeah but right now, you don't have a problem.
Yeah, I do.
I... I-I-I... I don't know...
how to make chicken.
Scrabble?
Shake 'N Bake?
I'll shake, you bake?
I want to shake.
- Hey, Pete. - How's it going?
- Good. How are you? - Good.
- It's good to see you. - It's good to see you.
- You want your ticket? - All right!
All right!
- Well, thanks for giving me a chance. - Are you kidding? I really wanted to see you.
- Really? - Yeah.
- You look great. - Thank you.
I've thought a lot about us.
No, no, no. I know you have something to say...
but I have something to say too.
I've been thinking a lot about you and me and, well, us.
And I know that we have these crazy lives, but I can't help it.
I love you.
Searching Red Star mainframe for Knox Technologies software.
Software not detected.
Coming.
Hello.
Trick or treat for UNICEF.
That's a very nice costume, young lady.
It glows in the dark.
I hope you like to dance.
Are you kidding? I love to dance!
You. You want to dance on-stage?
Us?
- Yes! - Yeah!
- No, the stage is for the ladies. - Okay.
Oh, then you know what, don't worry about it. You know what, I'll just find a spot on the floor.
- It's okay. - No, no, wait a second. Look.
This is like Soul Train's highest honor.
I'm not going to sit here and let you not go up there. So yeah, she'll go.
- Really? - Yeah.
Because I've always wanted to go up there!
Have a great time.
Okay. I'll be back.
Ms. Wood, there are some lines that I never cross.
Lines have never stopped me, John.
It's "Miss." And it's "Vivian."
Okay. Miss Vivian.
Okay, Miss Vivian. You're a pro.
I mean, you're not a pro, but you're an executive.
We must keep our relationship professional.
May I?
I'll get you a glass.
She's pretty great, isn't she?
I said, she's pretty great, right?
You guys are in really good shape, you know.
Definitely. Definitely.
All right. The Robot!
Go, white girl! Go, white girl!
That's old school, right? Definitely. Old school.
I'm Pete. How you doing?
The Running Man! Look!
- Incredible! - Really?
It was great!
Oh my God, I'm having so much fun! This is so exciting!
Oh my goodness, you know what, I have to go do number one.
Look...
what I'm trying to say is...
will you marry me?
Oh, baby! Baby?!
Baby?! God, no.
Damn you, Salazar.
Damn you, Salazar!
Cut!
Was that over the top? It felt over the top.
No. That is the best shot, the best scene, the best movie on the planet!
Hi.
How was your day? Great.
You know how superheroes have these secret identities, where they...
No. No superheroes.
You're an action star. I get a lot of action.
That is so lame.
Hey, girls, you having fun?
I'm having so much fun I could just die.
Jason, I'm one-third of an elite crime-fighting team
backed by an anonymous millionaire.
Yes, that's it.
What are you doing here?
Perfect.
Come on! Go! Hit it!
Murphy O'Meyer...
that does it.
Who sent you?
Who?!
Woo... Woo...
- Who? - Woo...
- Vivian... - Spit it out!
Vivian Wood!
You bitch.
I love a fire.
Hey.
Oh, my God! You're hit!
No, no, no. Well, I mean, the squibs hurt a little when they go off, but I'm fine.
- What happened to my trailer? - Jason...
I haven't been completely honest with you.
- Were you in there when that happened? - The thing is...
I mean, look at it.
I'm not a bikini waxer.
Bummer. I mean... that was kind of a turn-on.
- I've got to go. - Charlie?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Listen, I have to go, I can't explain right now but will you call me tomorrow?
- Of course, yeah. - Okay, great. Thanks.
Excuse me.
You're bad.
Guys, guys, finally you warm up a little bit.
Dylan? Hey, it's Nat. Listen, Vivian Wood is a fake and an all-around bitch.
Her assassin just paid me a visit. We gotta warn Knox.
Well, I'm at his house now.
You are?
Umm, you know what?
Call Alex and meet me at the agency.
Dylan! Shit.
Don't stand next to the window, it's not safe.
Oooh, Toga. Oh god.
Listen, I just found out that... Who's that?
Working undercover?
Well, it's a full-service job.
I'll bet.
I can see by your "gown" that you're unarmed.
Some maniac could just stroll in off the street and blow you both to bits.
Hey Viv, you're obsessed. All work and no play makes Viv a dull girl.
I just got to tie up some loose ends here, so why don't you take a seat?
Want some champagne?
"Enemy."
I know.
Sad news.
Your girlfriends are dead.
And Corwin?
I don't think it's gonna work out, you and me.
Which is a real bummer, since you, Dylan...
are a tomcat in the sack.
You're like that. Let me get this straight. You're a woman. Women have natural intuition.
And you're a detective. And you had no idea that this was going to happen?
- I knew. - She knew.
And I know what's going to happen next.
Tell her, baby.
All the Angels are going to heaven.
And Bosley?
Oh, we're going to keep him. We like him. And his computer too.
- He's special. - Uh-huh.
Corwin had nothing to do with this.
No. But I never really liked him.
- And the kidnapping was a setup. - Afraid so.
- And Red Star was a setup. - Uh-huh.
You got it all figured out. Any other questions?
Why?
Ask your boss.
Charlie?
You're after Charlie.
Charlie, Charlie, Charlie.
They say that in death...
all life's questions are answered.
Will you let me know?
Let's go get Charlie.
Come on.
Are you all right?
- What's going on? - Something's going on.
Where's Dylan?
They say in death, all life's questions are answered.
Will you let me know?
So what are we doing? House of Pancakes?
You are like the cheapest man on the planet.
So what did it look like?
Oh, I don't know. It was, like, all cool and stuff.
You've never seen a booby.
- Have too. - Have not.
- I've seen lots of boobies. - Yeah, right.
A little help?
Don't ask.
Where's Knox? Is he okay?
Oh, he's great. He's the bad guy.
The kidnapping was a setup. He's behind the whole thing.
What? Why?
He wasn't exactly forthcoming when he shot me out the window.
Oh my God, Bosley!
He's safe! Knox already has him.
Wait a minute.
Let me get this straight.
Bosley's with the man...
who tried to kill us. How does that make him safe?
Because he won't kill Bosley until he kills Charlie.
Kills Charlie?
Oh, Jesus.
I don't know what his plan is, but I know that we can stop him.
If Knox thinks we're dead, why would he blow up the agency?
And what does he want with Charlie?
All we know for sure is that he wanted us to break into Red Star.
Imagine if this got into the wrong hands, how dangerous it would be.
Knox used us to tap into Red Star's mainframe not to get back his software
but to gain control over their global positioning satellites.
And with his software, Knox can match Charlie's voice over the phone.
And use Red Star satellites to track him.
But why would Knox go to so much trouble to find Charlie?
That's the guy who killed him.
They were in Army Intelligence together.
His best friend turned on him.
Knox thinks Charlie killed his father.
So if Knox can intercept Charlie when he uses a cell phone...
he can pinpoint his exact location.
Yeah, but Knox has to get Charlie on the phone before he can start the trace.
No one knows how to reach him, the only person that Charlie calls directly is...
Bosley.
May I have some ice water, please?
Fly to me, Angels! Please come!
Please fly to me, Angels!
I'm not surprised, because I had a real long talk with a squirrel, one time.
Longer than I can talk to most humans.
Hello?
Hello. Hello out there.
Any sign of Bosley's laptop?
They must have taken it when they grabbed him.
- We should check Knox's place for any lead. - Let's move.
I'll drive.
Angels?! Angels, help me!
Bosley?
Angels!
We begin our broadcast day! Baby, come and get me, girls!
If you can follow the sound of my voice, then draw some
triangles or something
to get to this location and save me!
Is there a way to trace him?
Even with our equipment, he'd have to be within 20 miles.
The place I'm in looks like Cher's bedroom.
And it stinks.
Come on Bosley, tell us where you are.
It smells actually like the ocean.
And if I look out the window, I see the ocean.
He could be anywhere this half of North America.
Jack...
tell them where I am.
What?
It's a Sitta pygmaea!
A pygmy nuthatch!
They only live in one place!
Carmel!
I can't tell you anything else, except
this feels like it could be the first day of the last of my life. You know what I mean?
Or the last day of the first of my life, or something. I think I'm in trouble.
I've got a lighthouse, two colonial era hotels, seven manor houses,
one owned by the National Parks service,
one owned by Nick Xero Corporation, another by Rollo...
- Wait a minute, is Xero spelled 'X' or 'Z'? - "X."
It's an anagram.
Rearranged the letters and you'll get "Eric Knox."
Scrabble freak.
There's an old tunnel leading down to the shore.
It looks like the best way to get in undetected is the sea approach.
We're going to need a boat.
And a cover. We can't exactly pull up with a speedboat.
Head to the marina.
Hey, Chad, does this thing go any faster?
We're kind of in a hurry, and I could really open it up if you wanted me to drive.
I could drive, right?
I'm sorry, friend of Starfish. There's only one captain of this love boat.
That captain is me...
the Chad.
The Chad.
Chad, captain of the love boat.
The Chad.
We're kind of in a hurry.
I'm the Chad.
Knox Technologies voice identification software download confirmed.
Red Star satellite network uplink confirmed.
Revenge is fun.
I have to say, Starfish, I am honored.
Honored to see that you've taken an interest in my work. And I think that you're very pretty.
Starfish?
Starfish, where are you going?
Starfish, are you going swimming? Where are you going?
Where are you going again?
Starfish?
Was it the Chad?
No! The Chad was great!
The Chad was great.
I'll tap the signal from the roof.
- Let me go deal with Knox. - I'm going to go bring our Bosley back.
"I don't know how to make chicken."
Jerk.
Dylan.
Thank God you're alive.
Forgive me, you know my better half.
It figures I would meet the perfect guy and he would already have the perfect girl.
Hello, blondie.
Her girlfriend's here.
Jimmy, Paulie, go secure Bosley, would you?
Like now, now, now, now.
Bos?
- Bosley? - Natalie?
Natalie, is that you?
Behind this door.
Oh, Bosley, I'm so happy to see you!
We're all here. I'm going to get you out.
Red wire.
Blue wire.
GPS phone tap.
Pygmy nuthatch.
- I'm getting tickled. - Who's calling now?
- It's Pete! - Pete?
Hello?
Hi, Pete. How are you?
I'm good. I just, you know, you said you wanted me to call.
I did want you to call. I mean, I do want you to call.
Ask if he can call you back.
I'm so happy to hear from you.
Yeah, no, I really wanted to talk to you. I like spending time with you.
I was just hoping to see more of you, you know
like maybe in a continuous block, you know altogether.
I know, I know. You know, it's just been kind of crazy this week at work.
Ah, Natalie, watch your back!
Put the sleeper on.
Never send a man to do a woman's job.
- Nice work, Natalie. - Thanks, Bosley.
Pete? Hi.
You know, Dylan, I think under different circumstances,
I think you and I, we'd have made a great couple.
Yeah, if you hadn't shot me out a window and tried to kill everyone I love,
I think we could have had a chance.
Can you keep a secret?
I mean, you can't tell anybody, okay.
That you're disgusting?
You have the fullest, sweetest...
most luscious...
lips I have ever...
kissed.
I just gotta take this call.
Nine o'clock, Charlie. Right on time.
Enter. Come on.
Mr. Bosley's phone, Eric Knox speaking.
Mr. Knox? This is Charles Townsend.
I'm delighted the Angels came through for you. Are you in the office?
Come on, Charlie, hang up. He's almost got you.
No, we're all down at the beach, having mimosas. Can you join us?
I'll take a rain check, Eric. I have made other plans. Is Bosley there?
Oh no, he just went to the men's room. He'll be right back.
No, wait wait wait. He's coming.
Bosley?
All right, here we go.
Eh, that's not him. Sorry.
Can you hold on one second longer?
Not a problem.
I'm sorry, could you hold on a second?
Sure, you bet.
I like him so much.
Hey, Bos.
Bosley?
He's coming, sir.
Sorry, not him.
Can I take a message?
Just tell him I called, as planned.
Gotcha.
Just one more sec.
Is this a bad time?
Because you just seem like a little distracted.
Is this the famous Charlie?
No, this is Pete.
Hey! I like that guy!
That man's got a beautiful telephone voice.
That's one more daddy you'll never know.
Bad news, baby.
I have to leave.
I gotta go torture and kill your boss.
Mikey, Jerry...
you guys like angel cake?
Do you know how hard it is to find a quality man in Los Angeles?
Don't take my lighter.
Wait, wait, wait! I have something to tell you.
By the time this is over
every one of you is going to be face down on the floor
and I'm going to moon-walk out of here.
You're not listening to me.
First, you're going to help me out of my chair.
Then I'm going to leapfrog over you,
before I break his nose.
And since my trusty lighter
isn't working, I'm going to do all of this with my hands tied behind my back.
Get her!
King Kong palm.
Buddha on lotus.
And that's kicking your ass.
Alex!
Thanks, Bos!
Come on, we're going to miss happy hour.
He's heading north, just past Paradise Cove!
Oh, boy, they found him. That's Charlie's cabin.
- You've seen it? - You've seen Charlie?
I am his trusted friend and employee.
You've actually met Charlie?
What do you mean, "met"?
Like, you've actually seen him with your own eyes.
I saw his hand.
It could have been anybody's hand.
Let's see if I can win the teddy bear!
Sorry, Charlie.
Get Dylan! The missile's making a round trip!
Dylan!
Let's go!
Charlie.
You guys...
We're finally going to meet Charlie.
Do I look okay?
Should we knock?
Charlie?
Good morning, Angels.
Sorry I couldn't stick around.
We're so happy you're okay, Charlie.
I'm just fine, Angels. Mission accomplished?
I think the client was blown away.
Eric Knox was born John McCadden.
It seems his life's mission was to bring me down.
His father was in my Army Intelligence unit. He was working as a double agent.
When he was discovered, he was killed by the other side.
Well, I guess that's not the story Knox heard.
Charlie, I've really enjoyed working on this assignment,
and I eagerly anticipate returning to work.
Bosley's had one too many Buddhas.
Bosley's definitely had a few.
I already have a team rebuilding the office.
It'll be better than new by the time you get back.
Thank you, Charlie.
Is there any chance you'll be joining us, Charlie?
I'd love to, Angels.
But I have some precious treasures to watch over.
Oh, come on, Charlie, we'll make it fun.
We're drinking from coconuts and Buddhas.
So Charlie, how will we ever know you really truly exist,
unless you come down here and have a coconut with us?
Faith, Angels. It's called faith.
To Charlie.
Let me toast you ladies, with some ice cubes!
Safe!
I have to go. I'm so sorry.
I should go, now. I really should.
Let's see if I can win the teddy bear!
The Chad is great.
He's great. He's great.
The Chad is great. He's great.
The Chad is great.
The Chad is stuck.
I'm having helmet problems.
I'm having serious helmet problems.
Nice!