Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle Page #2

- Read some body language.

- Hell, yeah.

I'm not going nowhere near no dead body.

Freeze, ladies. If you're not a dead

body, other side of the ropes.

We got a serious situation here.

My men have the area secure.

I have to ask you to evacuate immediately.

We got a 211, a 183, believe it or not,

we got an 11-350, and it ain't pretty.

An 11-350? You found an illegal

chinchilla ranch on the premises?

It's a chinchilla farm.

But you're good.

Negatory to orders to relinquish locality.

Circumspect to your observation...

...we'll proceed to the interior of the

dwelling with your accompaniment.

Well, I do not copy. Repeat, do not

copy. I'll have to ask my sergeant.

Your sergeant is here.

Hands off.

If you had your game faces on at the

academy, you ought to figure this out.

Simple caf coronary.

Freak show choked to death.

Questions?

Examination of soft palate reveals

porcine byproduct...

...lodged in vestibule.

Okay, let's do this. Come on, baby.

Caufield shows no signs of trauma to the larynx.

His struggle pattern indicates

that he didn't choke.

He was smothered.

Ladies, we got some carnauba residue.

Pineapple.

Oh, it's Sex Wax. Best for your stick.

Pardon me?

- The killer's a surfer.

- How do you know?

He used the credit card he uses

to scrape wax off his board...

...to gain entry into the house.

Thrasher scumbag surfers.

Freeze!

I found a foreign print. He was wearing

reissued 1989 Air Jordans.

A limited promotional version sold...

...only at the Foot Locker

in Fontana, in the summer of 2002.

There's a discrepancy in weight distribution...

...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.

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