We find ourselves looking at a black and white photo of a rather handsome man …
But whose well-manicured thumb is holding the snapshot? (and what is Steele wearing? A hoodie?)
Ah, it’s crack detective Laura Holt. She seems engrossed! So absorbed, in fact …
… that she doesn’t even hear Bernice enter with a box of … something. They put in some long hours at the Steele agency. Do you suppose Bernice gets time-and-a-half?
Laura seems to be having a rather pleasant daydream. I wonder what about? Pure speculation on my part, but perhaps something like …
Just a suggestion. Anyway …
Bernice enters and starts reciting a list of homework for Laura:
“… surveillance on Marlene York, insurance description of the Regatzi jewelry and a wrap-up on the Morton case.”
Bernice seems to sense Laura is distracted.
“Don’t you get enough of the real thing?”
Laura explains that she just happened to come across Steele’s photo on her desk.
Bernice ain’t buyin’ it.
“This is me, remember?” she says. “The belle of the ball? The life of the party?” Heavens! Is Bernice confessing to be a woman of easy virtue?
Bernice has seen that look before – she’s even had it a few times herself.
“Who is he?” Laura muses. “Who was he before he was Remington Steele?”
“Who cares?” Bernice suggests that Laura “go for it.”
(Go for what, Bernice? The gusto? The gold? Go for broke?)
Bernice says that depends on what Laura is looking for.
Bernice knows what she wants: “A slightly dull, filthy rich husband.” However, if she were in the market for …
“… a heart-stopping, teeth-rattling, eye-rolling fling …”
… she’d set her sights on Steele!
Laura confides that “it’s not just the free ride that keeps this clown around.” Of course not!
It’s the circus peanuts! Or perhaps, as Laura suggests …
“It’s the challenge. I’m probably the only woman he’s ever met who didn’t tumble right into bed with him.”
Bernice notes that … erm … “tumbling” isn’t a bad way to break the ice.
“Yeeaaah …” Laura seems tempted. But, as she explains, she can barely keep him in line now.
“Can you imagine what he’d be like if we turned that corner?”
Bernice thinks it would be fun finding out!
“I’ve worked too hard to risk everything just to get my teeth rattled.”
“So where does that leave you?”
I’ll leave it there. Another rather risqué scene for the time, methinks. It’s interesting to see these women speak so candidly about their – ahem – needs. Why do you think Laura is so certain that sleeping with Steele could cause her to lose everything she’s worked for? Is it only because she doesn’t know his past, or is there more to it? Does she really believe Steele is hanging around just to get her into bed? How would she feel if Bernice had decided to “go for it” with Steele? (I think there’s a fairly graphic fanfic out there on that theme.)