Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle Page #4

They show up at the place and do their thing.

Now, I know, I know.

At first, I didn't think I could handle it.

The late nights, the never knowing

when she'd have to go out on a job.

Some of the men are pretty dangerous.

And the outfits. Oh, boy.

I'll be right back, Pete.

It's just number one. Have fun.

Hello?

I'm gonna say this. Our boy Pete

has no idea what he's getting into.

I don't think he really

understands the responsibility.

- No, no.

- Pete?

- The commitment.

- Once they get into your house...

- ...you lose all spontaneity.

- Gone.

They do whatever they want.

- Pete's asking her tonight?

- That's what he said.

But Alex is a wildcat.

I mean, she gives as good as she gets.

Alex! Hey.

Jason, Daddy.

What are you doing here, Jason?

I was just explaining to your

father here all about Charlie.

Charlie?

- Daddy...

- It's all right, Alex. I know.

I'm so sorry, Daddy, that I didn't tell you.

I didn't think you'd approve. I know

you wanted me to be a neurosurgeon.

But I've discovered

a whole new way to help people...

...that makes me feel so...

...alive.

Whatever makes you happy.

I am so relieved!

It's just been killing me,

you not knowing all these years. I--

Daddy...

...Natalie, Dylan and I are a team.

And we just took on 12 sailors.

You can't even imagine the

positions we get ourselves into.

Daddy, I wish you could watch

us work. You'd be so proud.

I'm gonna take a shower...

...because I am covered in--

Well, you can only imagine what.

And then when I get back, I am gonna give you...

...a full blow-by-blow.

Ferret.

- Natalie?

- What, Pete?

- I've been thinking.

- Yeah?

- About what?

- Well, look...

...I know we just moved in together.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

And I know we agreed to take this kind of slow.

- But--

- Yeah?

There's just something I gotta ask.

- Oh, boy.

- Yeah. "Oh, boy" is right.

So here it goes.

- Twirl me first.

- Okay.

Yeah.

Hey!

- About that question, Pete?

- Let's talk about it later.

"Here's all your stuff back."

What's up with that?

She's gone.

She's not coming back.

She loved these boots.

She doesn't want us to get hurt.

Wait a minute,

you ladies risk your ass every day.

Yeah.

"I'll never forgive myself

if anything happens to you."

Where do we go from here, Charlie?

Natalie, Alex.

You need to keep your spirits up.

Any leads on the O'Gradys, Charlie?

Any word on how Seamus broke out of prison?

He didn't break out, Natalie.

He was released.

What? Who would have the power

to pull something like that off?

Johnnie Cochran.

The Justice Department,

the DA's office, the FBI.

U.S. Marshal.

That's Carter.

I never gave rings to a guy before.

The rings are secure, sir.

And we can all breathe a little easier.

- Well done, Angels.

- Thanks, Charlie.

HALO is safe, thanks to you.

It's been a pleasure.

I hope to work with you ladies again.

But not too soon.

Good luck with everything.

Your keys.

- What is it?

- My ribs.

These aren't mine.

That was a nice reach for a guy

with a couple of fractured ribs.

Good going, Bos.

- We got him.

- We got who?

Of course, he already had one ring.

He just needed the other.

He wanted to fake his own death

so he wouldn't be a suspect.

Who you all talking about?

He needed time for his plan,

so he set up Seamus.

Then turned him loose on Dylan.

I think you're onto something, Angels.

Damn! So Carter's the bad guy!

It's just speculation at this point,

Bosley. We need proof.

- Keys, Bosley.

- Let's hit it.

Punk.

Road's clear.

You're good to move in.

Almost there.

Oncoming.

Good job, Alex.

- Can we go yet?

- No, you can't, son.

I gotta make sure it's safe.

- We're gonna be late.

- You're not gonna be late, young ma--

You old grizzly bear!

Son, please work with me, young man.

A few more minutes and you'll be

in school. You'll never see me again.

Man, you do not mess with a black man's do!

I got the phone line.

I'm calling from my car.

Go secure.

My end of the deal's done.

The Angels are off the case.

I have the rings.

Dylan.

Alex! Alex!

Call buyer one.

Alex, are you okay?

Nat, the handle's broken.

I can't disengage.

The deal's on. Eight o'clock,

just as we discussed.

- Nat, plan B!

- I'm calling in Bosley.

We'll get you out of there, Alex.

Hang tight.

Follow the stars beyond the galaxy.

Take shore to hope.

Stop on a stair.

A stair?

Find a man with a map.

Bosley, can you hear me?

Bosley, we're going

to Bravo configuration immediately.

I'm on it. I'm on it. Okay?

Now, get back. We're going

to Bravo configuration. Get back!

Stop!

- Come on.

- Okay. Come on, hurry.

Skip. Run.

Get on out of here.

Come on. Get on out of here.

- Great job, Bos.

- Yeah, right.

Carter's working with a partner.

They're selling the list tonight.

We'll take care of them and then find Dylan.

- See you, Bos.

- Yeah, all right, all right.

This is some bullshit.

- Kelly Garrett.

- Hello, Dylan.

Don't you have a case to solve?

Well, I tried to outrun my past,

but it caught up with me yesterday.

And I put my friends in danger.

They're in more danger now without you.

Natalie and Alex are gonna

replace me with someone great.

A real Angel. Not someone who's

pretending to be something she's not.

Your past is what makes you who you are, Dylan.

Don't forget that Charlie chose you

for a reason.

Angels are like diamonds.

They can't be made.

You have to find them.

Each one is unique.

Sometimes we search too hard

for answers that are right in front of us.

The buyers are set.

We did it, partner!

You know, I never really got that partner thing.

Hello, Angels.

Madison Lee.

Why?

Why be an Angel when I can play God?

Looks like one of the three

amigos has gone adis.

Welcome back, Dylan.

You're such a typical rebellious Pisces.

Always out to prove how tough you are...

...and you couldn't make it

one day on your own, could you?

Someone reminded me that every Angel is unique.

And I knew it was you.

Who else had contacts in Mongolia...

...could hack the HALO fail-safe

and hire a surfer as an assassin?

Same astrological phenom who would

refer to a motocross rider...

...with a lion on his helmet as "Leo."

Very well done.

Very impressive, really.

You've got it all figured out.

And now I'm gonna really enjoy...

...knocking those halos right

off your heads.

But you're an Angel.

No. You just don't get it.

I don't take orders from a speaker box anymore.

I work for myself.

Well, your boss sucks.

The Angels' ass-kicking pose.

Seeing the three of you like that...

...does give me this little twinge

of nostalgia for the old days.

But back then, it was a little bit different.

You see, when I was an Angel...

...we used guns.

Sorry, Charlie.

Hello, Angels.

Good evening, Charlie.

I love the new office.

Madison, is that you?

Where are the Angels?

I'm sure there's three more

where they came from.

Madison, what have you done?

We're just having a little fun.

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