Laura and Steele are back at the office, and somebody must have cut Laura off in traffic, because she is in a FOUL mood.
“You come barging in, with no facts …”
“… no idea of what’s going on …”
” …and then you have the nerve to just take over!”
Oh-ho. I think we may have found the reason for Laura’s tirade: Mr. Steele acting like he was in charge when he promised Mike to look into his case. You forget your place, Mr. Steele. And Laura has no time for it!
But Steele is like a dog with a bone.
He pursues her into her office, offering an explanation: “Laura, the man was distraught!”
Oh, Laura knows distraught, Mr. Steele. She can HANDLE distraught. Hm. I wonder what she can’t handle?
Close, Jack, but no cigar.
Turns out, Laura can handle almost anything:
“I once had to convince a drug crazed killer that I was the Virgin of Guadalupe over the phone!”
Mr. Steele seems to find this amusing.
Laura knows ALL about distraught.
At that moment, Bernice appears. Long time no see, Bernice!
Bernice looks a little concerned at seeing Laura so obviously … distraught. Meanwhile, Steele wants to know more about Laura’s er, virginity. “He wanted to speak to the Virgin of Guadalupe?”
Now is not the time, Mr. Steele. Laura needs to explain the WORST thing he did.
“You left poor Mike thinking we’re really going to dig into this thing now.” She stomps off to the file cabinet, conveniently located in the lobby. I’m sure there’s nothing confidential in there.
Mr. Steele reminds her he just said they’d go over the facts.
You know, like the cat on the roof.
Steele expounds on his feline metaphor: “There were these two brothers, one of whom had a cat he dearly loved. Well, one day he decides to go away on holiday and leaves the cat with his brother. A few days later, the brother phones up check on the cat. His name was John, but that doesn’t really matter.”
Hey, look! It’s Murphy Michaels. Long time no see, Murph.
Steele continues: “He said, anyway, ‘Look, John, I was outside polishing my car the other day-” Yada yada, the cat’s name was Sidney, it was up on the roof.” I think you skipped part of the story, Steele.
Murph butts in. He wants to know if he’s interrupting.
“As a matter of fact, you are,” says Steele. Murphy doesn’t care.
Murphy hands over the report on Mike’s brother’s accident. It’s very C & D. Steele deduces that means “Complicated and Delicate?” Nice try.
“Cut-and-dried,” Laura corrects him, snatching the report away from Steele. You’re really wound up, Laura. Perhaps a stroll around the block might help relax you!
Murphy, smelling Steele’s blood in the water, goes in for the bite: “Don’t you have a Chamber of Commerce luncheon or something to go to?”
“He ran out of doodles.” Droll, Laura. Very droll.
I suspect Mr. Steele’s doodles were quite good, given that Pierce Brosnan is a gifted artist. Here’s his gallery: http://www.piercebrosnan.com/artist
Laura heads back toward her office. But Steele has had ENOUGH.
He pursues her …
… and grabs her before she can reach her office.
Grabs her quite hard, actually, and drags her into his office. I don’t really approve of the manhandling, Mr. Steele. Rather at odds with your genteel image, isn’t it?
Mr. Steele seems to have worked himself to a dudgeon as high as Laura’s by this point.
Laura’s not intimidated by his he-man act.
Steele’s not intimidated by her not being intimidated. “Before we sling anymore mud at the wall, my dear, you might recall that I didn’t invent Remington Steele as your superior. You did.”
Hm. It appears Mr. Steele is on to the reason for Laura’s tantrum. And by the way, HE doesn’t appreciate being treated like a … doodler.
Laura points out that when she invented Mr. Steele, she didn’t anticipate that he would walk and talk. And look – they’re walking and talking in tandem here.
Per Wikipedia, “Mirroring is the behaviour in which one person subconsciously imitates the gesture, speech pattern, or attitude of another. Mirroring often occurs in social situations, particularly in the company of close friends or family. The concept often affects other individual’s notions about the individual that is exhibiting mirroring behaviors, which can lead to the individual building rapport with others..”
I’m not sure they are building rapport here.
Steele closes off Laura’s escape route. He’s got a few things to say! “”What exactly makes you think that being the flashy front man is exactly the cat’s meow?”
“Bouncing around the rubber chicken circuit,” Steele complains. “Glad-handing a lot of old windbags in order to keep this agency’s name in circulation.”
“Somebody’s got to do it,” Laura snarks.
Mr. Steele is wearing his mad face. And with good reason! “Not to mention being shot at from time to time, or bashed about by people because they think I know something that you have conveniently forgotten to tell me!” Oh, yeah. There is that.
“You function best in a purely advisory capacity,” Laura retorts.
Sigh. That old line, Laura?
Steele doesn’t appreciate being treated like an invalid, not a detective!
“Because you’re NOT a detective!”
“Then teach me!”
Laura’s taken aback. “You’re not serious.”
Does this look like the face of a whimsical man? (I’m going to go with no here.)
“But-“ says Laura.
“”But? But? But, but, but- But *what*?” Steele counters. He wants to know why she won’t share her invaluable training.
“Your years of experience! The trained eye of the professional seasoned in the field!”
Hm. Laura doesn’t know how to react to this. Mr. Steele is admitting that she is capable, experienced, a real professional – and he wants to learn from her. Kinda hard to keep haranguing him after that, isn’t it Laura?
Well, she never thought –
“Well, I do,” Steele mutters.
Feeling conciliatory, Laura says that when their next case comes in, they’ll discuss it further.
No need to wait, Steele reminds her!
“The accident-hyphen-murder of Kenji Ito.”
Uh, oh. Laura’s losing patience again. “Kenji Ito was NOT murdered!”
Steele points out that makes it perfect: “A routine investigation done simply to ease the doubts of a grief stricken man. What could possibly go wrong?”
Famous last words, Mr. Steele. And Laura knows it.
She’d like to think about it for a while.
“Afraid I might learn the ropes and climb up by myself?”
Challenging Laura? You sly dog, Steele.
She takes the bait:
“Get out your notebook.”
After the low-key episode opening, passions are suddenly running high in this scene. We see Laura becoming increasingly agitated by her “creation’s” stubborn independence, and finding it’s harder than she expected to share the glory. Meanwhile, Mr. Steele is increasingly resentful of being treated like a pretty-boy lackey. He may have signed on to be a figurehead … but he’s seen how the game is played, now – and he wants in.