In this segment, we explore just how itchy our Miss Holt is …
We open on a photo of Waldo, still wearing spats. Presumably that’s his wife and kid. Somehow he doesn’t look like … er … a family man.
We discover that the hand holding the photo belongs to Laura. She’s in a seriously seedy hotel room (same one where Steele got clobbered, presumably). And here comes good old Murph. He notes that the desk clerk (there is one?) was less than helpful.
Laura begins to regale Murphy with the story of Steele’s performance with Shapiro.
“He was the quintessential Remington Steele. Charming … persuasive … reassuring …” (You’re getting a little gushy there, Laura.)
A cranky Murphy objects. “For once I’d like us to have a conversation where his name didn’t come up.”
“He performs a very valuable service for all of us,” Laura reminds him.
Murphy acknowledges that Steele has his place – professionally. “That’s not what I’m talking about,” he says.
Laura ignores him as she digs through Waldo’s valise. She finds a return bus ticket to Bakersfield.
“He’s not going to change, Laura,” Murphy presses.
“The longer you wait around for him to shape up, the more you shut yourself off from the people that really care about you.”
Aw. You’re wearing your heart on your sleeve, Murphy. I kinda feel bad for him.
Laura heads to the pay phone (remember those?) in the hall, while Murphy continues to make his case.
“What you need is somebody with the same feelings, the same values. Somebody you can share things with. But you’re never going to find that someone until you allow yourself a chance to look.”
“Have you heard anything I’ve said to you?”
She has! “Every word.” And then …
Well! That was unexpected!
Murphy seems very happy! Blissfully happy, in fact. Laura tells Murphy he is right about everything!
Somehow I don’t see this ending well for Murph.
Turns out Laura was on the phone with Hunky Barry, accepting his dinner invitation. Now SHE looks blissful. Murphy, not so much.
Our scene cuts abruptly to a very primitive video game. I’m going to assume this isn’t innovation that was going to make the Ratooi Company millions.
It looks like Laura is playing games – perhaps in more ways than one.
“This isn’t at all what I expected,” she giggles at Hunky Barry. She thought he’d take her to a French restaurant, some snooty art show and a retrospective of Kurosawa’s films.
“That’s what I had planned for tomorrow night,” he says suavely.
“Let’s just get through this evening first,” she answers coyly.
Aw, Hunky Barry is disappointed. “Is that what you’re doing? Getting through an evening?”
Laura is, quite appropriately, embarrassed. “No, er, I didn’… no!”
“Do you have something going with your boss?” (Cause if she doesn’t, Hunky Barry might be interested in taking a crack at him.)
Laura is stunned (and perhaps a little defensive)! “What makes you ask that?”
He tells her it’s how she looks at him, how she hangs on his every word (not sure that’s true), and how he looks at HER. This would be romantic, if it weren’t Hunky Barry saying it.
“How does he look at me?” Laura seems … intrigued … by Hunky Barry’s insight.
“Erotically. VERY erotically.”
Oh, I think Laura is pleased to hear that. Trying to get your date turned on by talking about the guy she REALLY wants is a little tacky, Hunky Barry.
Laura assures HB that her relationship with Steele is purely professional. He’s glad!
HB says he doesn’t trust Steele – there’s just something a little “shifty” about him. – as if he’s not quite what he appears.
Laura tells him he’s being ridiculous! He’s Remington Steele!
“Maybe there’s more to your Mr. Steele than meets the eye,” HB suggests.
“Creighton, are we going to spend our first evening together talking about him?” Hm. Seems like Murphy said something similar to YOU recently, Laura.
And by the way … Creighton?
“You’re right. Let’s forget about him for tonight,” CREIGHTON agrees. “There’s always tomorrow.”
I think Clarice the doe is a little like Laura in this scene – flirty!
Just then Laura’s PacMan expires.
A smug-looking CREIGHTON (ugh) says, “Aw, tough luck. Monster just ate your last man.” IS THIS SOME KIND OF FORESHADOWING?
Well, I have to say Laura’s not making any points with me in this episode. She surely can’t be so obtuse as to not get what Murphy is hinting at; if she deliberately ignores him to avoid dealing with it, then it’s doubly wrong of her to KISS him in the hallway. Mixed signals much, Laura? Miss Holt is certainly itchy … but I wonder if she’s genuinely attracted to
Hunky Barry CREIGHTON, or if she’s transferring her lust for Steele onto this convenient stand-in. I think Creighton think so – and is more than willing to use that to his advantage. Talk about shifty! You’d better watch yourself around this guy, Laura.