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Well, ask him. He can verify it.

I thought of that.

I'll be back as soon as I can.

Okay. But listen, there's something I can do on this end.

I really thank you for sticking by me, Oscar.

Of course. I'd be foolish to do anything else.

I didn't stay to find out.

My legs even have metal fatigue. (LAUGHS)

(BlONlC POWERS ACTlVATlNG)

I don't know. He must've had trouble when he tried to bail out.

(LAUGHS) I couldn't have said that better myself.

(lNDlSTlNCT CHATTERlNG)

(BlONlC POWERS ACTlVATlNG)

Oh, come on. I know you loved the guy.

Hurry. Get us out of here.

Miss Sommers, this is Chief lnvestigator Gregory.

Too bad it's the last delivery she'll ever make.

Oscar, I can't just sit in here with my neck in a noose.

Look, if you don't believe me, then let me talk to somebody who will, all right?

You're under arrest.

I seem to be the most wronged little girl around here.

One way or another.

Then Dr. Hatch knew, then General Partridge.

Betty, check the California personalized license plate Mille 3.

Well, shall we whirly?

Nothing. She's got nothing to say about it because it doesn't concern her.

JAlME: Oscar? Listen, and don't be upset with me, please.

I'm Ted Ryan. Jaime Sommers.

It's covered with your fingerprints.

I'll tell you what. I'll send a car over right away.

What does General Partridge look like?

Oscar, I'll call you back.

No, as a matter of fact, I do feel

it does all kinds of exotic things, huh?