Laura excuses herself from Cut-Rate-Con-Man’s embrace (WHY?) and goes to join an agitated Murphy and Bernice. I think we can assume Bernice is rattled by her unfortunate choice of evening wear (pretty sure she’ll need to see her chiropractor after carrying around that ginormous bow all night). But Murphy is upset about something else:
“Laura, that guy’s a fake!” Murphy declares triumphantly, pointing his symbolic “rod” toward his enemy. Oh, Murphy. That’s not a symbolic rod.
THAT’S a symbolic rod!
Murphy points out that he warned Laura about that guy!
She knows! She knows!
Bernice (and her ginormous bow) give Laura the skinny on the dead courier: He’s Otto Denmer, born in Johannesburg, age 63 or 64. My! His older brother, Cut-Rate-Con-Man, is remarkably well preserved!
Meanwhile, Well-Preserved-Cut-Rate-Conman is kibitzing with the guests and media.
But wait! What’s up with that guy in the foreground. Who would wear a godawful shirt like that? Only one person I can think of …
Laura and Murph leave Bernice (and her ginormous bow) to keep an eye on Well-Preserved-Cut-Rate-Con-Man. They dash off to his hotel room (What hotel? How did they know where he was staying?) to check the guy out.
“He certainly gets around,” Laura notes, perusing his collection of passports:
“Douglas Quintaine, England;
Michael O’Leary, Ireland;
Paul Fabrini, Italy;
John Morrell, France;
Richard Blaine, Australia.”
Hey! There’s something fishy about those passports. Murphy has it figured out:
“Each of those names is from a character Humphrey Bogart played in the movies.”
Well, at least they know one thing: He likes Humphrey Bogart. Laura decides to search the room more thoroughly.
Hm. Nothing in the bathroom. How about the closet?
Looks like she found something!
A startled Laura flies into Murphy’s strong, waiting arms! (Don’t get used to it, Murph. I’m pretty sure this is the only time she’ll ever fly into your strong, waiting arms.)
Murphy hurries to call the police, but Laura objects. Murph objects to her objection!
“Laura, the guy’s dangerous!”
But Laura is determined that the agency is going to bring Douglas-Quintain-Michael-O’Leary-Paul-Fabrini-John-Morrell-Richard-Blaine in! It’s the only way they can come out even on this fiasco! Besides …
“He’s made the whole thing very personal!”
She’s sure he won’t leave until he’s had a shot at the gems. Murphy is concerned:
“Laura? I hope it’s only the agency you’re trying to protect.”
“It’s the only thing I’m interested in, Murphy,” she
I’ll leave it there. It looks rather bad for our Humphrey Bogart impersonator, doesn’t it? Is Laura REALLY only interested in seeing justice done? Did our Cut-Rate-Con-Man kill the helpful South African agent? And will Murphy be pointing his pretend rod at anyone else tonight? Stay tuned! (And add your thoughts!)