Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle Page #2

...between the left and right sides.

An anterior cruciate ligament

that was repaired in the last year.

All right, who did it?

A killer with a scar on his knee who surfs.

Did he stink?

There's a hurricane off Baja. That

means good swells for south beaches.

Was there a lot of blood?

Offshore winds, Third Point.

Malibu's pumping.

- Alex, surfboards are at your house.

- Share it with me, Angels.

Freeze!

Daddy? Daddy!

Darling! I was meeting your mother

in Bali, and they canceled the flight.

Some sort of monsoon.

So how is my favorite little ferret?

Do the face.

No, come on. Do it properly.

That is so cute.

I do the whiskers with my dad.

Mr. Munday, it is such a pleasure

to finally meet you.

I'm Dylan.

That's Natalie.

I assure you, none of the stories are true.

Well, some of them are.

So you work with Alex at the hospital?

Yes! Natalie works

in the psychiatric ward...

...and Dylan is the head

of gynecology.

Really?

- So young.

- I know.

We were just on our way out. We have

a major procedure coming up, so...

- Duty calls. Sorry.

- I've got to prep.

Scrub up.

- Bye-bye.

- Bye.

See you in a minute.

It's just a tiny emergency.

Make yourself at home.

We'll talk later.

Go save lives.

Love you.

Head of gynecology?

Wait a second.

Bos? There's a waxer on your 6.

Is that you, Lord?

Get in there and see

if he uses pineapple Sex Wax.

Dylan, check it out.

I got sand in my ass.

I can't hardly walk.

Just blend in. Be cool, Bos.

Got any wax?

Great job, Bos.

Is that grape? It's grape.

It's grape!

Yes, sir!

Suspect four eliminated.

What's up, Angel?

- Madison Lee?

- Natalie Cook?

Oh, my God.

How did you know?

- I get the newsletter.

- Of course.

Wow. I've heard so many stories

about you. You're my favorite Angel.

She won the Nobel Prize for her

research on flying mammals.

And predicted Carmine DeSoto's every move...

...by using the Cosmo

Bedside Astrologer.

I also set the clock on Charlie's VCR.

And she invented the molar mike.

- Dylan and Alex?

- Yeah.

- God, how I miss stakeouts.

- I know. Aren't they the best?

Bring it on B*tch!

Only one waxer left.

Wait a second.

Subpatellar scar, left knee.

Check it out. Brown shorts, red board,

11 o'clock. What do you think?

- Yummy.

- That's what I thought.

Case closed. Nat, move in.

Dylan thinks he's hot.

What do you mean?

You always fall for the bad guy.

Then this guy must be really evil.

You should see the new agency.

It's beautiful.

Maybe I will. Tell Charlie hello

for me when you see him.

You know.

There she goes.

Who do you think will be

the first of us to leave?

You, me or Natalie?

- What are you talking about?

- I think it'll be Nat.

Why? Did she say something?

Nat and Pete live together now.

Soon they'll be engaged...

...and you and I will wear

pink dresses...

...at the wedding

of Mr. and Mrs. Pete Kominsky.

Yeah, but even if she got married,

she'd never leave us.

Sooner or later, you and I are gonna

have to break in a new Angel.

Good morning, Angels.

Good morning, Charlie.

- Good morning, Angels.

- Good morning, Charlie.

Good morning, Angels.

Good morning, Charlie.

I mean, you didn't think it would be

the three of us forever, did you?

I think I lost my nuts.

Your nuts ever get small?

When I get in water, they just shrink

up. They become like one marble.

Killer, huh?

I just got so excited.

When it's big like that,

I love to ride it hard and rough.

Sorry.

The way I was getting pounded,

I'm gonna be wet for hours.

Catch you later.

Randy Emmers.

- Pineapple Sex Wax.

- "The Coal Bowl."

Hey, check it out.

"Leo," that could be his next target.

This is it.

The Coal Bowl.

Let's get dirty.

- I'll buy in.

- I'll find Leo.

I'll look for Emmers.

- I'll look for Emmers.

- Yeah.

All right, Leo, you're mine.

Good luck.

- You in charge here?

- You know it.

- I want in.

- It's a two-G buy-in. Winner takes all.

- Rules are, there are no rules.

- I'm down.

Three out of four don't cross the finish line.

I'll take those odds.

Hey, how's it going?

- Metzger's at the far double.

- Is this your first time--?

Carmichael's at the finish line.

I was thinking may--

You and Pete moving in together is a big deal.

- Yeah, it's great, isn't it?

- So where do you see this going?

Going? I'm confused.

Okay, say someone was to come up to me and say:

"Hey, Dylan, do you think

Natalie wants to get married?"

What? Did Pete ask you to ask me

if I wanted to get married?

- No.

- Because we just moved in together.

Heads up, I've spotted Emmers.

I'm on him.

Red bike, red helmet.

Nat, number 25. Check it out.

The lion. That's Leo.

I got it. The guy in blue.

I got shut out.

- What was that?

- He's after Leo.

He just took out a guy in the front double.

- He's making his way up to Leo.

- I'm gonna get him.

That's it! Let's get in there.

I got him, I got him!

- He's gonna crush him!

- Look out, Nat!

What the hell are you doing?!

Nat, he's on your 6.

No, Natalie!

- Natalie!

- I'm okay.

We gotta take him out!

I'll get back in.

Let's go!

Get him at the double.

- You okay?

- Yeah.

Hey, what are you doing with my bike?

Dylan!

The Thin Man.

He's dead.

- What the hell is going on?

- Hey, you're just a kid.

I'm 15 and a half.

Photos. Alan Caufield.

- Max Petroni.

- How'd you know my real name?

What the hell's this?

Hey, this is a picture of Dylan.

The name on the back is Helen Zaas.

Helen Zaas.

My name before I went into...

...the Witness Protection Program

8 years ago.

And then I became Dylan Sanders.

When the FBI realized

the young lady's potential...

...they gave me a call.

- Okay, wait. Helen Zaas?

- Yeah.

- That's your name?

- Yeah.

Helen Zaas.

So where does that name come

from originally? Is that Ass-tralian?

Yeah.

Oh, my God, you must have been

the butt of every joke.

- Did you drive an Aston Martin?

- Alex, we're being asinine.

Yes, you are.

Don't worry, Dylan. We're still

gonna be your best butties.

Now, Angels, a rose by any

other name still smells as sweet.

Thank you, Charlie.

It's not that funny.

Yeah, it is.

- Bos, can I get a ruling on this one?

- You sure can.

You know what? Personally,

I'm not interested in Helen Zaas.

I'm more concerned about yours.

No matter what, you're still gonna be our Dylan.

- Thank you, Bos.

- You're welcome.

Let me guess, you fell for the bad guy.

I fell for the worst guy.

But he was so cute, and I liked him so much.

We had so much fun together...

...just driving around,

listening to metal and...

And then one night, things got really bad.

I love you!

I would die for you, Seamus!

O'Grady.

You got some balls.

He said he'd kill me if I told anyone,

but I had to put him away.

- Of course you did.

- You did the right thing.

- He was my first.

- Really?

- But you told me you never did it.

- My first bust.

- Yeah.

- Who was this guy?

- Seamus O'Grady.

- O'Grady?

- As in the Irish mob?

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