The Fall Guy (1981) s02e18 Episode Script
The Molly Sue
(FINGERS SNAPPING) COLT: # Well, I'm hot the kind to kiss and tell But I've been seen with Farrah # I've never been with anything less than a nine, so fine! # I've been on fire with Sally Field Gone fast with a girl named Bo # But somehow they just don't end up as mine # It's a death-defying life I lead I take my chances # I die for a livin' in the movies and TV # But the hardest thing I ever do is watch my leading ladies # Kiss some other guy while I'm bandaging my knee # I might fall from a tall building I might roll a brand-new car # 'Cause I'm the unknown stuntman that made Redford such a star (FINGERS SNAPPING) # I've never spent much time in school But I taught ladies plenty # It's true I hire my body out for pay # Hey, hey # I've gotten burned over Cheryl Tiegs Blown up for Raquel Welch # But when I wind up in the hay It's only hay # Hey, hey # I might jump an open drawbridge Or Tarzan from a vine # 'Cause I'm the unknown stuntman that makes Eastwood look so fine # DIRECTOR:".
Okay, you guys, be ready.
I don't want to miss this shot.
We're only gonna do one take.
Okay, strap in Colt.
We're ready for the take.
Quiet on the set.
Settle down.
This is a take.
A and B cameras, get ready.
Okay, we're all set.
You're on, Colt.
Action! Cut! Cut! That was fabulous! Okay, let's move I': with those extinguishers.
Great! just wonderful! First Aid, check and make sure everybody's all right.
That's a wrap for today.
I don't think I could have done better myself.
Colt, are you okay? That was a great stunt.
Just a little headache.
Nothing that a trip to the mountains this weekend won't cure, though.
Boy, that's for sure.
I can't wait.
Two buddies pitted against Mother Nature as she throws her best shot at us.
Men in the wilderness! Howie, for Pete's sake, you're going fishing.
Fishing trips can be tough.
Didn't you see Del/variants? All right, folks, pack in the works.
Let's go.
Let's move it.
What's the big deal about this plane, anyway? Two guards, Mr De Bond.
As we expected.
Go on.
GUARD 2: Stop that truck! GUARD 12 Hey! Hold it! GUARD 1: Get those guys! DE BOND: Get in the plane.
Start it up.
GUARD 12 Hold it! GUARD 1: That's government property! GUARD 2: Stop, or we'll shoot! GUARD 1: Hold it right there! (sums FIRE) (TELEPHONE RINGING) - What do you want? - Did I wake you? I'm sorry.
Colt, I have a problem.
Terri, you always have a problem, and it seems to always occur, I've noticed, when I'm either asleep, going fishing or have a date.
Would I call you this early if I didn't have a really big problem? Yeah, well, you see, it's the weekend, and I'm not taking orders for problems until Monday.
- Good night, Tam.
- Don't hang up, this pays 15 (TELEPHONE RINGING) - Hello? -15 what? $15,000, dear.
What the heck do I gotta do? Capture King Kong? Oh, no, not quite.
I posted bail of 100,000 for a character named, believe it or not, Scar De Bond.
50,000 plus 50,000 for his past offenses.
I don't know, don't ask me why.
It seemed like a good risk at the time.
What he did was he illegally flew a World War II bomber into the United States.
Loaded with drugs, I bet.
No, that was the strange thing.
It was completely clean.
Since he had the title, I took the plane as collateral.
And I bailed him out, and he promptly jumped.
Look, you got the plane, and you got clear title.
Why don't you just sell it? Well, that's the problem.
You see, he escaped in the plane.
- That's a problem.
- Yes.
Well, it gets worse.
I spoke to your friend in the Treasury Department, George Stewart.
He said the plane was stolen in San Diego last year and the title is a forgery, so even if I get the plane back, it doesn't help.
Colt, you've got to get De Bond, or I'm out of business.
(SIGHS) One of the Border Patrol's planes picked them up visually off the Gulf of Mexico.
It followed them all the way in.
They never had a chance to make a drop.
It was just plain luck we even saw them.
What about radar? You can't tell me that just anybody can fly an airplane into the States undetected.
Well, that plane is equipped to beat our radar systems.
It has the same technology as the stealth bomber.
It was built by Cranford Industries for the Pentagon.
Invisible to radar, no payload.
That should keep you busy.
Everybody from the Pentagon to the Coast Guard was interested in the Molly Sue.
Unfortunately, before my boys were notified that De Bond was in custody, your friend Ms Michaels bailed him out, and he took his toys and went home.
He flew an empty plane in and out just to prove he could do it.
Doesn't that sound like a test run? Could be.
Do yourself a favor, skip this one.
You're in too deep.
George, Terri Michaels is more than a sometime employer.
She's a friend.
I have to help her this time, no matter what.
Okay, Colt.
But don't say I didn't warn you.
That's understood.
Now, where is he? Panama? Panama City! Home base for your friend De Bond.
You really know how to pick them.
Well, Colt, don't you need me? Sure I need you, sweetheart.
Who's going to feed the horses? Besides, I need you to cover for me for that stunt next Thursday.
(JODY GROANS) Well, why don't you let Howie stay, and I'll go.
Because when I was at Iowa State, I specialized in Latin-American studies.
I understand the Panamanian mind.
Yes, Howie, you demonstrated your understanding of the foreign mind on our last trip.
Remember on the plane? When four Arabs got in the aisle and started kneeling? You freaked out and started yelling, "Hijack! Hijack!" Come on, Jody, how was I supposed to know it was noon and they were aiming towards Mecca? Colt, isn't there some other way? Stewart believes De Bond is operating out of an abandoned airstrip left over from World War II.
Well, how do you plan to get him out of the country? Don't worry, Terri, we've got a plan.
We've always got a plan.
- Oh, you do? Well, what is it? - Go ahead.
Tell her, Colt.
Oh, no, kid.
Lay it on her.
Go ahead.
Colt.
Now, Terri, we can't come back through normal channels because of De Bond's influence with the local authorities, so I contacted an old friend of mine, a pilot, down in Mexico.
And? Well, he's gonna fly down and meet us, and then we'll do the old snatch-and-fly.
Colt, you know how to fly.
Why'd you have to hire another pilot? Well, because he knows Panama like the back of his hand.
Well, what pilot do we know in Mexico? Ace Cochran, last of the eagles.
Except he was born in the wrong decade.
You don't mean the Ace Cochran? The guy you've been telling me about for all these years? The man who flew from Memphis to Dallas upside down? That's the one.
Last time I saw him we were filming The Great Waldo Pepper with Redford, he got drunk and bet the crew he could knock Redford's hat off -with the wheel of his biplane.
- HOWIE: Did he do it? Well, I'll tell you what.
He would have if Redford hadn't bit the dirt.
Colt, did you know that Henry Morgan the pirate sacked old Panama City in 1671? At Cornell, one semester of Latin history.
Yeah, and he told the townspeople, "I come not hither to hear lamentation "and cries, but to seek money.
" He then burnt the city to the ground, and left with 175 mules loaded with loot.
Nat/anal Geographic One-year subscription.
Good afternoon, gentlemen.
I'm Michael Wadsworth.
I'm the owner of this establishment.
You must be the Americans, - Seavers and Munson.
- I'm Colt Seavers.
- How do you do? - Howie Munson.
How do you do? Maurice, the best rooms available for our American guests.
- Thank you, Mr Wadsworth.
- Oh, please, my name is Michael.
We're quite informal in this part of the country.
Perhaps you'd like to go and unpack, and then come down and join me for a drink? - Yeah, sounds good.
Can you give us 30 minutes? - Yeah.
Excellent.
And one more thing.
We were supposed to meet a friend of ours, Ace Cochran.
- You are friends of Mr Cochran? - Yeah.
Great friends.
Then I shall require a deposit of $1,000 for your stay.
Did I say something wrong, Colt? Ace Cochran's been here already, huh? He has.
Why do you think we're still clearing up the debris? - Where is he? - Where he should be.
I've had him arrested.
How much are the damages? $543.
Mostly furniture and glass.
Pay him for the damages, kid, and the deposit.
How very kind.
On second thought, just the damages will do.
I'm sure you gentlemen are gentlemen.
Thank you.
Let's go spring Ace.
I'll have your bags sent up to the room.
(SPEAKING SPANISH) It was an enjoyable visit, but you might tell the chef that the chéteaubriand was slightly overcooked.
Your next stay will be longer.
Ate! Colt Seavers! You old son of a gun! It's great to see you! That's "glad to see me"? You remember that dark-haired lady in Canada? You stole her from me! Come on, that was eight years ago! You can have her back.
She lives in North Dakota, got four kids.
I get a card at Christmas.
(BOTH LAUGH) Hey, meet my cousin and partner, Howie Munson.
(HOWIE GROANS) - Howie? - Say, hello, son.
You can stand up, can't you? You didn't get hurt, did you? No.
By the way, we're looking for a man named De Bond.
A big guy with a scar.
Name ring a bell? I don't think so, but if you tell me why you're looking for him, perhaps I could check with my sources.
He's an old friend.
Vietnam.
If anything turns up, we're at the Eaton Hotel.
Come on, kid.
Are you sure it's safe for me to come back here? Don't worry, Ace.
Colt squared it for you.
Thanks, Colt.
Hi, Mr Wadsworth.
How are you? I see.
Yes, I'm fine, too.
If you don't mind, I'm gonna try and get a little sleep.
COLT: Did you leave the door open? If you're not room service, you're dead! Well, well, the Boy Scouts have arrived.
Or is it the Cub Scouts? - Seavers and Munson.
- Well, since you know us, call us victims.
Kay Faulkner was right.
You two are a boring act.
Kay Faulkner? So much for mercy and justice.
- Who are you? - Stacy Baker.
I'm an insurance investigator.
- You work with Kay Faulkner? -Work for her.
She hired me, trained me and assigned me.
She's been promoted.
Oh, no.
A world full of little Kay Faulkner clones, huh? - What are you doing here? - Oh, nothing.
just seeing the sights.
And coincidentally, you ended up as a next-door neighbor.
Ha! If you believe that, she's got a canal to sell you.
Would you mind pointing that water pistol in another direction? Oh, of course.
I hate a messy room.
You're a good person.
So, who are you two after this time? Some little old lady who cheated at bingo? Oh, that's very funny.
It just so happens that Colt and I are down here because we have an interest in the history of Panama.
And if every American took the time to learn about their neighbors, our relations with the rest of the world would be a heck of a lot better! That's right.
You tell her, kid.
What's this? Something the cat drug up? Just the tour guide, mademoiselle.
You're sort of splendid.
Maybe we could have a drink after Sure.
If I can't make it, start without me.
Now, back up, jack! You're kind of high-spirited, aren't you? Excuse me, I have to get dressed.
I think she likes me.
It must've been the scarf.
-Welcome, my friends! - Thank you.
Mr Cochran.
Shall I telephone the police now, or wait for the damage? Michael, I'm sorry about the last time I was here.
My behavior was not the best, and I'm ashamed.
I'm afraid I find it very hard to believe.
Michael, that was my best apologetic tone.
You're going to have to buy me a couple of drinks if you want tears.
Very well.
Please sit down, gentlemen.
I believe you've already met Ms Baker.
Yes.
Yes.
The Welcome Wagon lady.
Now, Seavers, repress your instincts.
We mustn't be tacky.
Well, I'm afraid we'll have a language barrier.
WADSWORTH: Wonderful.
A little conflict to relieve the boredom.
Have a glass of wine, Mr Seavers.
What endeavors are you gentlemen engaged upon? - We're stuntmen.
In the movies.
- Among other things.
Stuntmen? Falling off buildings, being run over by motorcars, that sort of thing? Wâ! good.
Seavers, would you tell your smelly friend with the stupid grin to quit staring at me? Besides, I hardly think you're here on a movie.
Well, you're right.
Oh, I didn't think you were honest enough to admit anything.
You see, Howie's an amateur archaeologist and he's here to study the ruins.
You know, even with your caveman intelligence, you should be able to come up with a better story than that.
We know why you're here.
Your little friend, Terri Michaels, sent you after one Scar De Bond.
Ms Stacy, you're a ravishing beauty.
I think I'm going to be sick.
Even if we were after someone, what's your interest? - Absolutely none.
- She's lying.
Look, I don't care about De Bond.
However, I am interested in the plane that he escaped in.
The Molly Sue.
Why? You flew in on a broom.
(LAUGHS) Because, my dear boys, it was stolen from Cranford Industries, insured by one of the companies that I work for.
Now, look, Colt, don't you think it might be to our benefit to work together? (COLT SNIFFS) Howie, I smell cheese.
Look for the trap.
It reminds me of the time her boss double-crossed us down in Mexico.
Think business, not history.
If you help me find the Molly Sue, I will cover Terri Michaels' bond forfeiture, plus a $25,000 fee to you.
I'm gonna have a real drink at the bar.
I'm tired of this sissy stuff.
Ms Stacy, can I get you anything? No, stupid! Look, if you can find him, I can find the plane.
Not so fast, not so fast.
I don't remember saying we were interested.
Oh, come on, Seavers.
Of course you are! Say yes to this and everybody profits.
Everybody wins.
Just how much is a B-25 worth to you? Cranford Industries is an electronics firm that does all kinds of research.
The Molly Sue had over $2 million worth of test gear in it, including anti-radar and radar-avoidance equipment.
Well, it might be easier to steal the plane than to take De Bond by force.
- Yeah.
And we certainly could use the money.
- Good! Then we've got a deal.
We grab the plane and we fly 2,000 miles back to LA.
Well, the first thing we've got to do is find it, and then guess who's going to fly it out? Your idiot friend Ace Cochran.
- So, we got a deal? - Nope.
We'll talk in the morning.
We just might be interested.
Well, you see, there's only one problem, Torrez.
I don't know these people.
I was never in Vietnam.
All I know is that they are asking a lot of questions.
Have you turned up anything about them? Only that they are from Los Angeles.
They are staying at the Eaton Hotel.
They are familiar with an American lady named Baker, who is also staying at the same hotel.
Maybe they're friendly, sir.
Well, I've been a lot of places and I've done a lot of things, and no friend has ever traveled 2,000 miles to look me up.
Now, the last load leaves in two days.
I don't want them nosing around.
$3 million is a lot of money.
I want them out of the way.
- Permanently? - Tonight.
I'm sorry, you misunderstood.
I merely said that I hope your mother crawled out from under the house and bit you when you got home.
COLT: Ace, no! Hey! ACE: Hit him! Hit him, honey! These mean men are tearing up your bar! Stop it, you ruffians! Attack them! - Get out, you idiot! Get out! - It's not my fault! Get your friend out of here, or I'll kill him with my bare hands! Michael, Michael, calm down, it's bad for the I mean it.
I'll kill him! Ace, come on, it's safer outside.
Ace, I'm gonna give you a gift certificate for the Dale Carnegie course! I am charming, aren't I? HENDERSON: That's them.
Fire! - You call this safety? - Well, he missed, didn't he? HENDERSON: Let's get out of here! What do you mean, "Not serious"? These people tried to kill us! That is your opinion, Mr Seavers.
It has been my experience that if someone wants to kill someone in Panama City, they most often succeed.
This has been just a mere warning, no doubt.
A warning to stay away from a certain party named De Bond, no doubt.
How would I know? How would I know, Mr Seavers? We all have skeletons in our closets.
Perhaps yours are beginning to haunt you now.
You're a big help, Commander.
I just do my job.
No more, no less.
Yes.
Your level of cooperation so far is heartwarming.
You know, it looks like we're running out of time, Ace.
We better grab De Bond and get out of here before his people get us.
If we could find the B-25, we could find De Bond.
Yeah, but where you gonna hide a plane that size around here, anyway? I don't know.
There's a lot of old, abandoned airstrips in this area.
But a 5-25? I think I'd try that strip north of town.
It's kind of overgrown, but it's got the longest runway.
Also, I heard about an old military strip 3 miles east of here.
- Where's your plane? - It's in La Chorrera.
I'm here in my jeep, and they don't like to be separated.
The parts are interchangeable.
All right.
In the morning, I'm gonna get you to your plane, and I want you and Howie to cover that strip north of here.
I'm gonna hang around town to ask a few questions and send a wire to Terri.
Are you gonna make a deal with Stacy? Just for a while.
In the meantime, I want to develop a more solid plan.
- Is that jeep of yours running now? - Oh, yeah.
All right.
I'm gonna need it.
You take the plane and meet me at that military strip, the old one, 10:00 in the morning, okay? - Okay.
- Let's go, kid.
They're up to something.
That's no longer a concern.
In a few minutes, they'll all be dead.
As long as your boys in the militia show up like you promised.
They will show up, won't they? You blew it the last time.
You're not going to fail again, are you? I've paid them the money.
Well, if you cross me, you'll have something more than the money to worry about.
DE BOND: Cochran's plane is here.
Where are your choppers? TORREZ: There they are.
Right on time.
(MACHINE GUNS FIRING) Ace, they're shooting at Colt! Come on, Colt! Run! Hurry, Colt! Hurry! Come on! COLT: Howie, give me a hand! Colt, I'm trying! Pull me up! I can't get any footing! (FIRING CONTINUES) (LAUGHING) ACE: Hot damn, they can fly nearly as good as I can! - COLT: Ace! Take it easy! - I'm gonna be sick! Keep your head down, kid! I can't see! HOWIE: Ace, they're right on top of us! COLT: Ace, do something! I haven't tried this since Moline, Illinois, in '73, but when I tell you to, pull on the Lever next to the joystick.
Pull! - What is that? - Bug spray! Hang on, Colt! The first step's a killer! COLT: What do you call the other ones? Michael.
Thank you for giving me some of your time.
No, never too busy to talk to pretty ladies.
No, I'm sure you're not.
I'd like to ask a favor of you.
For a lovely lady like you, anything at all.
Good.
I'd like you to arrange a meeting between myself and Mr De Bond for tonight.
And what makes you think that I should know such a person? What did you say his name was? James Bond? Michael, I have a feeling that you know everyone in Panama City.
I'm afraid I can't help you.
I'm telling you that it is worth $2,500 cash if you can arrange this meeting.
STACY: I'm sorry about your trouble, Colt.
That's a terrible thing.
Even though I hardly know you, I would have been very upset had you been hurt this morning.
Really? Really.
You still want to make a deal on the Molly Sue? No.
I don't think so.
No, it's too dangerous.
I wouldn't want to put you and Howie into any more danger.
So I'm leaving.
You know, you're amazing.
You got more twists and turns than a bent corkscrew.
ACE: Hello, Ms Stacy! This guy is like gum stuck to my shoes.
Colt, we got the jeep back for you.
Ace, I could feel the g-forces pushing through my body.
From now on, it's naps on roller coasters.
Kid, there are no g-forces at 120 miles per hour.
It must've been your stomach flipping.
Are you kidding? This baby's cast iron, approaching stainless steel.
It was great! Like the good days in the Belgian Congo.
Colt, you remember old Barney? Yeah, he's the guy who used to jump out of airplanes without a parachute.
- Do you remember? - Yeah, that's him.
Ace, he jumped one time too many.
Oh.
Stacy here says she's leaving Panama.
Says this one's a little too tough for her.
I guess I'll have to give the information to the insurance company.
They're gonna have to pay the claim.
I don't believe her, Colt.
Weâ, Coâ, bun voyage and ta-ta.
I must go pack, pluck my eyebrows, stuff like that.
Sorry the deal didn't work out.
Next time, perhaps.
Sure.
Let's try Paris in the spring.
But, Ms Stacy, what about us? Ace, do me a favor.
(SPEAKING FRENCH) Drop dead! Well, I think I'll hit the hay, get an early start in the morning.
Yeah, if it's all the same with you, I'm gonna share a cup of warmth with my friend Michael over here.
- Good night.
- Good night.
I know why they call you Ace now.
- You're the best.
- True.
Michael, did I ever tell you about the time I was shot down by my own men? No, but I'm not in the least surprised.
Colt? Good evening, Ms Baker.
Mr Wadsworth said you wanted to see me.
STACY: What are you doing in Seavers' room? I like to check things out in case I'm walking into a trap.
A man in my position can't be too cautious.
Are you okay? Colt, look out! Fancy meeting you here.
COLT: Careful with that thing! Shall we continue our talk in the next room? Sorry, gentlemen, Mr De Bond and I have business to conduct.
His prices are better than yours.
Ouch! That woman would mess up the moving parts of a rock.
(CAR HONKING) We understand you have a Mr Seavers registered here.
We would like to see him immediately, please.
It's very important that you cooperate.
It would be in your best interest to bring him to us.
(KNOCK AT DOOR) - Torrez and his men are looking for you.
- Why? They claim that Ms Baker has been kidnapped and that you two had something to do with it.
What? That will never hold up in court! She purposely went with De Bond.
Well, things rarely get as far as the courts down here, but, well A reward has been offered for you both, no matter in what condition.
Is that sort of like dead or alive? Literally translated.
Meanwhile, Torrez's men are swarming around down there in the street.
No doubt, they'll be here at any minute.
We seem to have worn our welcome out in this garden spot.
Yeah.
Finding De Bond and the Moffy Sue may be our only way out of here.
Perhaps I could stall them for a few minutes.
I hate to question motives, Michael, but why in the hell would you do that? Might I suggest money, Mr Seavers? It's a flaw in my continental charm.
Perhaps a sum equal to the $2,500 of the reward.
Give him the money, kid.
As a gesture of friendship, I won't count it.
Anybody call a yellow cab? Ace, you're all right.
Let's go.
HOWIE: Hey, Ace, where are we headed? The only other place a loaded B-25 could take off.
A guy over in La Chorrera told me about it.
(ENGINE SPUTTERING) ACE: Damn it to Hades! They don't make them like they used to.
You rotten bag of surplus! Don't have a stroke.
Can we help? Yeah.
You can talk to it, and I'll fix it again.
Look, why don't you guys go ahead? I'll catch up with you.
It's right over there.
All right.
We'll check it out.
If we're not back in 30 minutes, you come and get us.
Yeah.
You better take a drink with you.
I'm gonna be here at least 30 minutes.
Come on, kid.
HOWIE: There it is, Colt! The Molly Sue! COLT: Looks like we finally found the right address.
Yeah.
Busy neighborhood.
It looks like they're loading up.
Let's duck in here.
Colt, it smells funny in here.
Sort of dank.
Yeah.
Well, let's see what these guys are peddling.
Okay.
HOWIE: This stuff must be worth a fortune.
It looks like real buried treasure.
(HOWIE WHISTLES) These things must be hundreds of years old.
How'd they get here? They're national treasures.
Oh, my God! - What did you do that for? - Do what? - Blow out the match.
- I saw something I didn't want to see.
Do you think they celebrate Halloween down here on a different day, Colt? - Now we know what they do for a living.
- We do? Yeah, artifacts.
They're grave robbers.
HOWIE: Wow.
COLT: Probably Inca and Aztecs.
We'd better get out of here before they come back for another load.
- Yeah.
- STACY: Would you mind taking me? Looks like our Miss Muffet here got confused and got her tail feathers plucked instead of her eyebrows.
Very funny.
I suppose your friends double-crossed you, huh? De Bond was ready to make a deal.
All I had to do was come up with $25,000, and I could take possession.
So that's why you were so eager to leave last night.
Yes, Seavers! I was supposed to meet him at 10:00.
I went up a little early and surprised him in your room.
And you thought you'd make him forget about smuggling the artifacts to the US.
Actually, he was going to fly them in and abandon the plane in the US.
I wasn't going to ask about cargo.
Anyway, he said it was his last load.
- Well, that's our girl.
No scruples.
- Yeah.
No, no, no, wait.
Not so fast, Howie.
Maybe we can get our little Ms Baker here to fill us in on a little more details on the deal she was gonna offer him.
You know, the one you welshed on yesterday.
Seavers, the details are we are all going to be killed very shortly unless you cut me loose and get us all out of here! Yeah, I think you're right.
Well, it's sure nice seeing you, Ms Baker.
Let's go, Howie.
All right! All right, okay.
Look, they have already relieved me of my money.
If you help me get the plane back, I will give you $25,000.
28,000.
I'm into Wadsworth already for 2,500, and cover Terri's losses.
No, that's too much! You're right, it's very unfair of me.
Well, have a nice day, Ms Baker.
Wait, don't leave! All right, it's a deal.
Colt, your powers of persuasion never cease to amaze me.
Especially with smugglers.
An almost smuggler! At least I'm not a grave robber.
De Bond's the one who robs the graves, then uses Panama as a clearing house to get all his stuff back in the other countries.
Everything from gold coins to pottery.
Then the flight to the US in an empty plane was a test run.
Perhaps I could answer that for you.
Captain Torrez, I'd appreciate if you'd come in here, help greet our guests.
It was a test run, by the way.
We thought we'd learn how to operate that anti-detection radar system.
We weren't sure enough to risk carrying several million dollars' worth of Indian artifacts.
A wise decision on our part.
Where's your friend Cochran? Mr Seavers, how nice to see you again.
Well, I've always loved Central America.
How about lunch on Wednesday? It's too bad for all of you that you had to interfere with our little business venture.
It is also too bad that you and your friend murdered this pretty young lady.
And I had to kill both of you while trying to bring you to justice.
Under the circumstances, that story may play well in Peoria, but personally, I'm not very fond of it.
He's a man with a sense of humor.
I like that.
He liked it.
Don't worry, Ms Stacy, I'll save you! - COLT: Come on, Ace, let's go.
- I've got more ammo.
Save it for World War III! I love you.
After them! I haven't had this much fun since the Bay of Pigs! - That was fun? - If you smoke cigars! Ace, you're weird! (LAUGHS) - Colt, we're blocked in! -We'll make it.
(STACY SCREAMS) - Colt, Stacy fell out! - You take the wheel.
Let's go! Come on, Colt! You take the cockpit, I'll tie him to the side rails.
ACE: Let's go! COLT: Get this crate started.
I'll hold them off.
Get in! It's been 30 years since I flew a B-25.
Ace, could we reminisce tomorrow? My mother wore this.
I only wear it on special occasions.
Colt! Come on! Let's go! Hurry up! Not bad for an old man, huh? Not bad at all, Captain.
How about that drink, Ms Stacy? You got it, Ace.
Your place or mine? Hot damn it! You were right about one thing.
She did come around.
ALL: # Off we go into the wild blue yonder # Flying high into the sky # You brought me back my plane.
Thank you! No.
The US government gets the plane.
I brought you back De Bond.
- Thank you.
- How about some hugs for me, Terri? Oh, you even get kisses.
Now, Colt, this is my kind of woman! Darling, darling, how good to see you.
You know, we'll make a perfect match, and your place will be fine! I'm sorry, my apartment doesn't allow anything bigger than cats.
Take him, please, he's yours.
Oh, no, hey, I wouldn't want to break the two of you up.
You keep him.
Don't do me any favors.
- Girls, girls - Colt, Colt, Colt, let them fight it out.
I'll take the loser.
Okay, you guys, be ready.
I don't want to miss this shot.
We're only gonna do one take.
Okay, strap in Colt.
We're ready for the take.
Quiet on the set.
Settle down.
This is a take.
A and B cameras, get ready.
Okay, we're all set.
You're on, Colt.
Action! Cut! Cut! That was fabulous! Okay, let's move I': with those extinguishers.
Great! just wonderful! First Aid, check and make sure everybody's all right.
That's a wrap for today.
I don't think I could have done better myself.
Colt, are you okay? That was a great stunt.
Just a little headache.
Nothing that a trip to the mountains this weekend won't cure, though.
Boy, that's for sure.
I can't wait.
Two buddies pitted against Mother Nature as she throws her best shot at us.
Men in the wilderness! Howie, for Pete's sake, you're going fishing.
Fishing trips can be tough.
Didn't you see Del/variants? All right, folks, pack in the works.
Let's go.
Let's move it.
What's the big deal about this plane, anyway? Two guards, Mr De Bond.
As we expected.
Go on.
GUARD 2: Stop that truck! GUARD 12 Hey! Hold it! GUARD 1: Get those guys! DE BOND: Get in the plane.
Start it up.
GUARD 12 Hold it! GUARD 1: That's government property! GUARD 2: Stop, or we'll shoot! GUARD 1: Hold it right there! (sums FIRE) (TELEPHONE RINGING) - What do you want? - Did I wake you? I'm sorry.
Colt, I have a problem.
Terri, you always have a problem, and it seems to always occur, I've noticed, when I'm either asleep, going fishing or have a date.
Would I call you this early if I didn't have a really big problem? Yeah, well, you see, it's the weekend, and I'm not taking orders for problems until Monday.
- Good night, Tam.
- Don't hang up, this pays 15 (TELEPHONE RINGING) - Hello? -15 what? $15,000, dear.
What the heck do I gotta do? Capture King Kong? Oh, no, not quite.
I posted bail of 100,000 for a character named, believe it or not, Scar De Bond.
50,000 plus 50,000 for his past offenses.
I don't know, don't ask me why.
It seemed like a good risk at the time.
What he did was he illegally flew a World War II bomber into the United States.
Loaded with drugs, I bet.
No, that was the strange thing.
It was completely clean.
Since he had the title, I took the plane as collateral.
And I bailed him out, and he promptly jumped.
Look, you got the plane, and you got clear title.
Why don't you just sell it? Well, that's the problem.
You see, he escaped in the plane.
- That's a problem.
- Yes.
Well, it gets worse.
I spoke to your friend in the Treasury Department, George Stewart.
He said the plane was stolen in San Diego last year and the title is a forgery, so even if I get the plane back, it doesn't help.
Colt, you've got to get De Bond, or I'm out of business.
(SIGHS) One of the Border Patrol's planes picked them up visually off the Gulf of Mexico.
It followed them all the way in.
They never had a chance to make a drop.
It was just plain luck we even saw them.
What about radar? You can't tell me that just anybody can fly an airplane into the States undetected.
Well, that plane is equipped to beat our radar systems.
It has the same technology as the stealth bomber.
It was built by Cranford Industries for the Pentagon.
Invisible to radar, no payload.
That should keep you busy.
Everybody from the Pentagon to the Coast Guard was interested in the Molly Sue.
Unfortunately, before my boys were notified that De Bond was in custody, your friend Ms Michaels bailed him out, and he took his toys and went home.
He flew an empty plane in and out just to prove he could do it.
Doesn't that sound like a test run? Could be.
Do yourself a favor, skip this one.
You're in too deep.
George, Terri Michaels is more than a sometime employer.
She's a friend.
I have to help her this time, no matter what.
Okay, Colt.
But don't say I didn't warn you.
That's understood.
Now, where is he? Panama? Panama City! Home base for your friend De Bond.
You really know how to pick them.
Well, Colt, don't you need me? Sure I need you, sweetheart.
Who's going to feed the horses? Besides, I need you to cover for me for that stunt next Thursday.
(JODY GROANS) Well, why don't you let Howie stay, and I'll go.
Because when I was at Iowa State, I specialized in Latin-American studies.
I understand the Panamanian mind.
Yes, Howie, you demonstrated your understanding of the foreign mind on our last trip.
Remember on the plane? When four Arabs got in the aisle and started kneeling? You freaked out and started yelling, "Hijack! Hijack!" Come on, Jody, how was I supposed to know it was noon and they were aiming towards Mecca? Colt, isn't there some other way? Stewart believes De Bond is operating out of an abandoned airstrip left over from World War II.
Well, how do you plan to get him out of the country? Don't worry, Terri, we've got a plan.
We've always got a plan.
- Oh, you do? Well, what is it? - Go ahead.
Tell her, Colt.
Oh, no, kid.
Lay it on her.
Go ahead.
Colt.
Now, Terri, we can't come back through normal channels because of De Bond's influence with the local authorities, so I contacted an old friend of mine, a pilot, down in Mexico.
And? Well, he's gonna fly down and meet us, and then we'll do the old snatch-and-fly.
Colt, you know how to fly.
Why'd you have to hire another pilot? Well, because he knows Panama like the back of his hand.
Well, what pilot do we know in Mexico? Ace Cochran, last of the eagles.
Except he was born in the wrong decade.
You don't mean the Ace Cochran? The guy you've been telling me about for all these years? The man who flew from Memphis to Dallas upside down? That's the one.
Last time I saw him we were filming The Great Waldo Pepper with Redford, he got drunk and bet the crew he could knock Redford's hat off -with the wheel of his biplane.
- HOWIE: Did he do it? Well, I'll tell you what.
He would have if Redford hadn't bit the dirt.
Colt, did you know that Henry Morgan the pirate sacked old Panama City in 1671? At Cornell, one semester of Latin history.
Yeah, and he told the townspeople, "I come not hither to hear lamentation "and cries, but to seek money.
" He then burnt the city to the ground, and left with 175 mules loaded with loot.
Nat/anal Geographic One-year subscription.
Good afternoon, gentlemen.
I'm Michael Wadsworth.
I'm the owner of this establishment.
You must be the Americans, - Seavers and Munson.
- I'm Colt Seavers.
- How do you do? - Howie Munson.
How do you do? Maurice, the best rooms available for our American guests.
- Thank you, Mr Wadsworth.
- Oh, please, my name is Michael.
We're quite informal in this part of the country.
Perhaps you'd like to go and unpack, and then come down and join me for a drink? - Yeah, sounds good.
Can you give us 30 minutes? - Yeah.
Excellent.
And one more thing.
We were supposed to meet a friend of ours, Ace Cochran.
- You are friends of Mr Cochran? - Yeah.
Great friends.
Then I shall require a deposit of $1,000 for your stay.
Did I say something wrong, Colt? Ace Cochran's been here already, huh? He has.
Why do you think we're still clearing up the debris? - Where is he? - Where he should be.
I've had him arrested.
How much are the damages? $543.
Mostly furniture and glass.
Pay him for the damages, kid, and the deposit.
How very kind.
On second thought, just the damages will do.
I'm sure you gentlemen are gentlemen.
Thank you.
Let's go spring Ace.
I'll have your bags sent up to the room.
(SPEAKING SPANISH) It was an enjoyable visit, but you might tell the chef that the chéteaubriand was slightly overcooked.
Your next stay will be longer.
Ate! Colt Seavers! You old son of a gun! It's great to see you! That's "glad to see me"? You remember that dark-haired lady in Canada? You stole her from me! Come on, that was eight years ago! You can have her back.
She lives in North Dakota, got four kids.
I get a card at Christmas.
(BOTH LAUGH) Hey, meet my cousin and partner, Howie Munson.
(HOWIE GROANS) - Howie? - Say, hello, son.
You can stand up, can't you? You didn't get hurt, did you? No.
By the way, we're looking for a man named De Bond.
A big guy with a scar.
Name ring a bell? I don't think so, but if you tell me why you're looking for him, perhaps I could check with my sources.
He's an old friend.
Vietnam.
If anything turns up, we're at the Eaton Hotel.
Come on, kid.
Are you sure it's safe for me to come back here? Don't worry, Ace.
Colt squared it for you.
Thanks, Colt.
Hi, Mr Wadsworth.
How are you? I see.
Yes, I'm fine, too.
If you don't mind, I'm gonna try and get a little sleep.
COLT: Did you leave the door open? If you're not room service, you're dead! Well, well, the Boy Scouts have arrived.
Or is it the Cub Scouts? - Seavers and Munson.
- Well, since you know us, call us victims.
Kay Faulkner was right.
You two are a boring act.
Kay Faulkner? So much for mercy and justice.
- Who are you? - Stacy Baker.
I'm an insurance investigator.
- You work with Kay Faulkner? -Work for her.
She hired me, trained me and assigned me.
She's been promoted.
Oh, no.
A world full of little Kay Faulkner clones, huh? - What are you doing here? - Oh, nothing.
just seeing the sights.
And coincidentally, you ended up as a next-door neighbor.
Ha! If you believe that, she's got a canal to sell you.
Would you mind pointing that water pistol in another direction? Oh, of course.
I hate a messy room.
You're a good person.
So, who are you two after this time? Some little old lady who cheated at bingo? Oh, that's very funny.
It just so happens that Colt and I are down here because we have an interest in the history of Panama.
And if every American took the time to learn about their neighbors, our relations with the rest of the world would be a heck of a lot better! That's right.
You tell her, kid.
What's this? Something the cat drug up? Just the tour guide, mademoiselle.
You're sort of splendid.
Maybe we could have a drink after Sure.
If I can't make it, start without me.
Now, back up, jack! You're kind of high-spirited, aren't you? Excuse me, I have to get dressed.
I think she likes me.
It must've been the scarf.
-Welcome, my friends! - Thank you.
Mr Cochran.
Shall I telephone the police now, or wait for the damage? Michael, I'm sorry about the last time I was here.
My behavior was not the best, and I'm ashamed.
I'm afraid I find it very hard to believe.
Michael, that was my best apologetic tone.
You're going to have to buy me a couple of drinks if you want tears.
Very well.
Please sit down, gentlemen.
I believe you've already met Ms Baker.
Yes.
Yes.
The Welcome Wagon lady.
Now, Seavers, repress your instincts.
We mustn't be tacky.
Well, I'm afraid we'll have a language barrier.
WADSWORTH: Wonderful.
A little conflict to relieve the boredom.
Have a glass of wine, Mr Seavers.
What endeavors are you gentlemen engaged upon? - We're stuntmen.
In the movies.
- Among other things.
Stuntmen? Falling off buildings, being run over by motorcars, that sort of thing? Wâ! good.
Seavers, would you tell your smelly friend with the stupid grin to quit staring at me? Besides, I hardly think you're here on a movie.
Well, you're right.
Oh, I didn't think you were honest enough to admit anything.
You see, Howie's an amateur archaeologist and he's here to study the ruins.
You know, even with your caveman intelligence, you should be able to come up with a better story than that.
We know why you're here.
Your little friend, Terri Michaels, sent you after one Scar De Bond.
Ms Stacy, you're a ravishing beauty.
I think I'm going to be sick.
Even if we were after someone, what's your interest? - Absolutely none.
- She's lying.
Look, I don't care about De Bond.
However, I am interested in the plane that he escaped in.
The Molly Sue.
Why? You flew in on a broom.
(LAUGHS) Because, my dear boys, it was stolen from Cranford Industries, insured by one of the companies that I work for.
Now, look, Colt, don't you think it might be to our benefit to work together? (COLT SNIFFS) Howie, I smell cheese.
Look for the trap.
It reminds me of the time her boss double-crossed us down in Mexico.
Think business, not history.
If you help me find the Molly Sue, I will cover Terri Michaels' bond forfeiture, plus a $25,000 fee to you.
I'm gonna have a real drink at the bar.
I'm tired of this sissy stuff.
Ms Stacy, can I get you anything? No, stupid! Look, if you can find him, I can find the plane.
Not so fast, not so fast.
I don't remember saying we were interested.
Oh, come on, Seavers.
Of course you are! Say yes to this and everybody profits.
Everybody wins.
Just how much is a B-25 worth to you? Cranford Industries is an electronics firm that does all kinds of research.
The Molly Sue had over $2 million worth of test gear in it, including anti-radar and radar-avoidance equipment.
Well, it might be easier to steal the plane than to take De Bond by force.
- Yeah.
And we certainly could use the money.
- Good! Then we've got a deal.
We grab the plane and we fly 2,000 miles back to LA.
Well, the first thing we've got to do is find it, and then guess who's going to fly it out? Your idiot friend Ace Cochran.
- So, we got a deal? - Nope.
We'll talk in the morning.
We just might be interested.
Well, you see, there's only one problem, Torrez.
I don't know these people.
I was never in Vietnam.
All I know is that they are asking a lot of questions.
Have you turned up anything about them? Only that they are from Los Angeles.
They are staying at the Eaton Hotel.
They are familiar with an American lady named Baker, who is also staying at the same hotel.
Maybe they're friendly, sir.
Well, I've been a lot of places and I've done a lot of things, and no friend has ever traveled 2,000 miles to look me up.
Now, the last load leaves in two days.
I don't want them nosing around.
$3 million is a lot of money.
I want them out of the way.
- Permanently? - Tonight.
I'm sorry, you misunderstood.
I merely said that I hope your mother crawled out from under the house and bit you when you got home.
COLT: Ace, no! Hey! ACE: Hit him! Hit him, honey! These mean men are tearing up your bar! Stop it, you ruffians! Attack them! - Get out, you idiot! Get out! - It's not my fault! Get your friend out of here, or I'll kill him with my bare hands! Michael, Michael, calm down, it's bad for the I mean it.
I'll kill him! Ace, come on, it's safer outside.
Ace, I'm gonna give you a gift certificate for the Dale Carnegie course! I am charming, aren't I? HENDERSON: That's them.
Fire! - You call this safety? - Well, he missed, didn't he? HENDERSON: Let's get out of here! What do you mean, "Not serious"? These people tried to kill us! That is your opinion, Mr Seavers.
It has been my experience that if someone wants to kill someone in Panama City, they most often succeed.
This has been just a mere warning, no doubt.
A warning to stay away from a certain party named De Bond, no doubt.
How would I know? How would I know, Mr Seavers? We all have skeletons in our closets.
Perhaps yours are beginning to haunt you now.
You're a big help, Commander.
I just do my job.
No more, no less.
Yes.
Your level of cooperation so far is heartwarming.
You know, it looks like we're running out of time, Ace.
We better grab De Bond and get out of here before his people get us.
If we could find the B-25, we could find De Bond.
Yeah, but where you gonna hide a plane that size around here, anyway? I don't know.
There's a lot of old, abandoned airstrips in this area.
But a 5-25? I think I'd try that strip north of town.
It's kind of overgrown, but it's got the longest runway.
Also, I heard about an old military strip 3 miles east of here.
- Where's your plane? - It's in La Chorrera.
I'm here in my jeep, and they don't like to be separated.
The parts are interchangeable.
All right.
In the morning, I'm gonna get you to your plane, and I want you and Howie to cover that strip north of here.
I'm gonna hang around town to ask a few questions and send a wire to Terri.
Are you gonna make a deal with Stacy? Just for a while.
In the meantime, I want to develop a more solid plan.
- Is that jeep of yours running now? - Oh, yeah.
All right.
I'm gonna need it.
You take the plane and meet me at that military strip, the old one, 10:00 in the morning, okay? - Okay.
- Let's go, kid.
They're up to something.
That's no longer a concern.
In a few minutes, they'll all be dead.
As long as your boys in the militia show up like you promised.
They will show up, won't they? You blew it the last time.
You're not going to fail again, are you? I've paid them the money.
Well, if you cross me, you'll have something more than the money to worry about.
DE BOND: Cochran's plane is here.
Where are your choppers? TORREZ: There they are.
Right on time.
(MACHINE GUNS FIRING) Ace, they're shooting at Colt! Come on, Colt! Run! Hurry, Colt! Hurry! Come on! COLT: Howie, give me a hand! Colt, I'm trying! Pull me up! I can't get any footing! (FIRING CONTINUES) (LAUGHING) ACE: Hot damn, they can fly nearly as good as I can! - COLT: Ace! Take it easy! - I'm gonna be sick! Keep your head down, kid! I can't see! HOWIE: Ace, they're right on top of us! COLT: Ace, do something! I haven't tried this since Moline, Illinois, in '73, but when I tell you to, pull on the Lever next to the joystick.
Pull! - What is that? - Bug spray! Hang on, Colt! The first step's a killer! COLT: What do you call the other ones? Michael.
Thank you for giving me some of your time.
No, never too busy to talk to pretty ladies.
No, I'm sure you're not.
I'd like to ask a favor of you.
For a lovely lady like you, anything at all.
Good.
I'd like you to arrange a meeting between myself and Mr De Bond for tonight.
And what makes you think that I should know such a person? What did you say his name was? James Bond? Michael, I have a feeling that you know everyone in Panama City.
I'm afraid I can't help you.
I'm telling you that it is worth $2,500 cash if you can arrange this meeting.
STACY: I'm sorry about your trouble, Colt.
That's a terrible thing.
Even though I hardly know you, I would have been very upset had you been hurt this morning.
Really? Really.
You still want to make a deal on the Molly Sue? No.
I don't think so.
No, it's too dangerous.
I wouldn't want to put you and Howie into any more danger.
So I'm leaving.
You know, you're amazing.
You got more twists and turns than a bent corkscrew.
ACE: Hello, Ms Stacy! This guy is like gum stuck to my shoes.
Colt, we got the jeep back for you.
Ace, I could feel the g-forces pushing through my body.
From now on, it's naps on roller coasters.
Kid, there are no g-forces at 120 miles per hour.
It must've been your stomach flipping.
Are you kidding? This baby's cast iron, approaching stainless steel.
It was great! Like the good days in the Belgian Congo.
Colt, you remember old Barney? Yeah, he's the guy who used to jump out of airplanes without a parachute.
- Do you remember? - Yeah, that's him.
Ace, he jumped one time too many.
Oh.
Stacy here says she's leaving Panama.
Says this one's a little too tough for her.
I guess I'll have to give the information to the insurance company.
They're gonna have to pay the claim.
I don't believe her, Colt.
Weâ, Coâ, bun voyage and ta-ta.
I must go pack, pluck my eyebrows, stuff like that.
Sorry the deal didn't work out.
Next time, perhaps.
Sure.
Let's try Paris in the spring.
But, Ms Stacy, what about us? Ace, do me a favor.
(SPEAKING FRENCH) Drop dead! Well, I think I'll hit the hay, get an early start in the morning.
Yeah, if it's all the same with you, I'm gonna share a cup of warmth with my friend Michael over here.
- Good night.
- Good night.
I know why they call you Ace now.
- You're the best.
- True.
Michael, did I ever tell you about the time I was shot down by my own men? No, but I'm not in the least surprised.
Colt? Good evening, Ms Baker.
Mr Wadsworth said you wanted to see me.
STACY: What are you doing in Seavers' room? I like to check things out in case I'm walking into a trap.
A man in my position can't be too cautious.
Are you okay? Colt, look out! Fancy meeting you here.
COLT: Careful with that thing! Shall we continue our talk in the next room? Sorry, gentlemen, Mr De Bond and I have business to conduct.
His prices are better than yours.
Ouch! That woman would mess up the moving parts of a rock.
(CAR HONKING) We understand you have a Mr Seavers registered here.
We would like to see him immediately, please.
It's very important that you cooperate.
It would be in your best interest to bring him to us.
(KNOCK AT DOOR) - Torrez and his men are looking for you.
- Why? They claim that Ms Baker has been kidnapped and that you two had something to do with it.
What? That will never hold up in court! She purposely went with De Bond.
Well, things rarely get as far as the courts down here, but, well A reward has been offered for you both, no matter in what condition.
Is that sort of like dead or alive? Literally translated.
Meanwhile, Torrez's men are swarming around down there in the street.
No doubt, they'll be here at any minute.
We seem to have worn our welcome out in this garden spot.
Yeah.
Finding De Bond and the Moffy Sue may be our only way out of here.
Perhaps I could stall them for a few minutes.
I hate to question motives, Michael, but why in the hell would you do that? Might I suggest money, Mr Seavers? It's a flaw in my continental charm.
Perhaps a sum equal to the $2,500 of the reward.
Give him the money, kid.
As a gesture of friendship, I won't count it.
Anybody call a yellow cab? Ace, you're all right.
Let's go.
HOWIE: Hey, Ace, where are we headed? The only other place a loaded B-25 could take off.
A guy over in La Chorrera told me about it.
(ENGINE SPUTTERING) ACE: Damn it to Hades! They don't make them like they used to.
You rotten bag of surplus! Don't have a stroke.
Can we help? Yeah.
You can talk to it, and I'll fix it again.
Look, why don't you guys go ahead? I'll catch up with you.
It's right over there.
All right.
We'll check it out.
If we're not back in 30 minutes, you come and get us.
Yeah.
You better take a drink with you.
I'm gonna be here at least 30 minutes.
Come on, kid.
HOWIE: There it is, Colt! The Molly Sue! COLT: Looks like we finally found the right address.
Yeah.
Busy neighborhood.
It looks like they're loading up.
Let's duck in here.
Colt, it smells funny in here.
Sort of dank.
Yeah.
Well, let's see what these guys are peddling.
Okay.
HOWIE: This stuff must be worth a fortune.
It looks like real buried treasure.
(HOWIE WHISTLES) These things must be hundreds of years old.
How'd they get here? They're national treasures.
Oh, my God! - What did you do that for? - Do what? - Blow out the match.
- I saw something I didn't want to see.
Do you think they celebrate Halloween down here on a different day, Colt? - Now we know what they do for a living.
- We do? Yeah, artifacts.
They're grave robbers.
HOWIE: Wow.
COLT: Probably Inca and Aztecs.
We'd better get out of here before they come back for another load.
- Yeah.
- STACY: Would you mind taking me? Looks like our Miss Muffet here got confused and got her tail feathers plucked instead of her eyebrows.
Very funny.
I suppose your friends double-crossed you, huh? De Bond was ready to make a deal.
All I had to do was come up with $25,000, and I could take possession.
So that's why you were so eager to leave last night.
Yes, Seavers! I was supposed to meet him at 10:00.
I went up a little early and surprised him in your room.
And you thought you'd make him forget about smuggling the artifacts to the US.
Actually, he was going to fly them in and abandon the plane in the US.
I wasn't going to ask about cargo.
Anyway, he said it was his last load.
- Well, that's our girl.
No scruples.
- Yeah.
No, no, no, wait.
Not so fast, Howie.
Maybe we can get our little Ms Baker here to fill us in on a little more details on the deal she was gonna offer him.
You know, the one you welshed on yesterday.
Seavers, the details are we are all going to be killed very shortly unless you cut me loose and get us all out of here! Yeah, I think you're right.
Well, it's sure nice seeing you, Ms Baker.
Let's go, Howie.
All right! All right, okay.
Look, they have already relieved me of my money.
If you help me get the plane back, I will give you $25,000.
28,000.
I'm into Wadsworth already for 2,500, and cover Terri's losses.
No, that's too much! You're right, it's very unfair of me.
Well, have a nice day, Ms Baker.
Wait, don't leave! All right, it's a deal.
Colt, your powers of persuasion never cease to amaze me.
Especially with smugglers.
An almost smuggler! At least I'm not a grave robber.
De Bond's the one who robs the graves, then uses Panama as a clearing house to get all his stuff back in the other countries.
Everything from gold coins to pottery.
Then the flight to the US in an empty plane was a test run.
Perhaps I could answer that for you.
Captain Torrez, I'd appreciate if you'd come in here, help greet our guests.
It was a test run, by the way.
We thought we'd learn how to operate that anti-detection radar system.
We weren't sure enough to risk carrying several million dollars' worth of Indian artifacts.
A wise decision on our part.
Where's your friend Cochran? Mr Seavers, how nice to see you again.
Well, I've always loved Central America.
How about lunch on Wednesday? It's too bad for all of you that you had to interfere with our little business venture.
It is also too bad that you and your friend murdered this pretty young lady.
And I had to kill both of you while trying to bring you to justice.
Under the circumstances, that story may play well in Peoria, but personally, I'm not very fond of it.
He's a man with a sense of humor.
I like that.
He liked it.
Don't worry, Ms Stacy, I'll save you! - COLT: Come on, Ace, let's go.
- I've got more ammo.
Save it for World War III! I love you.
After them! I haven't had this much fun since the Bay of Pigs! - That was fun? - If you smoke cigars! Ace, you're weird! (LAUGHS) - Colt, we're blocked in! -We'll make it.
(STACY SCREAMS) - Colt, Stacy fell out! - You take the wheel.
Let's go! Come on, Colt! You take the cockpit, I'll tie him to the side rails.
ACE: Let's go! COLT: Get this crate started.
I'll hold them off.
Get in! It's been 30 years since I flew a B-25.
Ace, could we reminisce tomorrow? My mother wore this.
I only wear it on special occasions.
Colt! Come on! Let's go! Hurry up! Not bad for an old man, huh? Not bad at all, Captain.
How about that drink, Ms Stacy? You got it, Ace.
Your place or mine? Hot damn it! You were right about one thing.
She did come around.
ALL: # Off we go into the wild blue yonder # Flying high into the sky # You brought me back my plane.
Thank you! No.
The US government gets the plane.
I brought you back De Bond.
- Thank you.
- How about some hugs for me, Terri? Oh, you even get kisses.
Now, Colt, this is my kind of woman! Darling, darling, how good to see you.
You know, we'll make a perfect match, and your place will be fine! I'm sorry, my apartment doesn't allow anything bigger than cats.
Take him, please, he's yours.
Oh, no, hey, I wouldn't want to break the two of you up.
You keep him.
Don't do me any favors.
- Girls, girls - Colt, Colt, Colt, let them fight it out.
I'll take the loser.