You’re Steele the One for Me – 17

When last we saw our detectives, they had rescued Mike Ito.

nightinthecity

Looks like it’s still night time.

raucouslaughter

We hear laughter approaching the door to Steele Investigations. It’s our intrepid trio, plus one. Laura has a serious case of wig head.

inthefridge

They decide a celebration is in order. Laura remembers there’s still something in the refrigerator. But first she has to change.

wishIknewhowtosayit

Laura goes off to change, and Murphy goes off to … well, who knows. Maybe the men’s room. Anyway, Steele and Mike Ito are left behind.

“I wish I knew how to say it,” Mike says. (So does your acting coach.)  “What you guys did for me today, that was really …”

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“U and D,” says Steele. (Uninteresting and Dumb?) Ito doesn’t know what his savior is talking about.

justalittlejargon

“Just a little jargon we detectives employ to simplify communications.”

He leads Mike into his office.

allinanightswork

“Whatever you call it, thanks,” says Mike.

Steele is diffident. “Ah, all in a night’s work, eh?”

seemmoregrateful

“Sorry if I don’t seem more grateful,” Mike apologizes. Not to worry, Mr. Ito. We’re all used to your lack of emotional affect by now.

yourbrother

Steele is compassionate. See him express more with his expression than Mike Ito does with his dialogue? That’s called ACTING.

“Yes, of course. Your brother.”

onlyyousteele

“It was tough enough finding out he was dead … with all this Yakuza stuff.”

Mike confesses that at the moment, the only thing that seems real to him is Mr. Steele.

wideeyedsteele

Well, that’s ironic. See Mr. Steele’s eyebrows? Even THEY are better actors than Mike Ito.

“Yes, well, we’re still trying to fit the last pieces into place ourselves,” Steele deflects.

Just then Laura arrives.

caughtinasqueeze

Her hair has recovered amazingly. But what the hell is she wearing? A monk’s robe?

Mike asks just how bad his brother was.

“We only know he was caught in a squeeze between Tenaka and a Major Craddock of army intelligence about something called the ‘Palace of Heaven,'” Laura explains. “Does that mean anything to you?”

Nope.

whatshouldwdrinkto

Murph has appeared out of nowhere (again), with filled glasses. He hands them round.

“Well, what shall we drink to, then, eh?” Steele wants to know.

murphyshesays

“Murphy?” Laura suggests. Well, that seems a little unfair. He hasn’t even been very involved in this case.

teamworkhesays

Turns out, Laura wasn’t suggesting they drink to Murphy. She was asking Murphy what they should drink to. Wonder why she offered that honor to Mr. Michaels. Does she perhaps sense he’s feeling alienated? With a side eye to Steele, Murphy offers, “Teamwork?”

Aw, happy ending. Hurray!

Wait. You mean it’s NOT over? Longest.Episode.Ever.

soundofdoor

The group hears something in the lobby.

anyonelockthedoor

“Did anyone lock the front door?” Steele wonders.

quickthelights

“Quick! The lights!” Laura hisses. How many detectives does it take to turn off a light switch?

Three, it would seem.

assumethepositions

They take up ambush positions.

someguyinasuit

The door opens, revealing a guy in a suit.

steelepounces

Steele grabs the intruder by the lapels!

musclehimtothegtround

The manly men of Steele Investigations muscle him to the ground, while Laura hits the lights.

“All right, I want to know who you are and what you’re doing here. And be quick about it,” Steele demands.

dickersonfromthemorgue

“I’m Dickerson from the morgue. You asked me to come,” the guy gasps.

Oops. But to be fair, who walks into an apparently dark office in the middle of the night without at least announcing his presence?

bigpuffyhair

They help him up. I’m going to go ahead and assume they seriously messed up his hair when they tackled him, because if that’s what it’s supposed to look like, I’m just really, really sad.

“I work the night shift,” says a surprisingly forgiving Dickerson. “I came over as soon as I got off.”

He of course assumed that a place of business would still be open at 3 am.

steelesfanboy

Ah, now we know the reason Dickerson wasn’t miffed by being manhandled. He’s a fanboy! “Wow. Fact is, I am one of your biggest fans.”

steelelikesfanboys

Mr. Steele likes fanboys!

smootheshislapel

Fanboy Dickerson continues to gush, while Murphy looks on, disgusted. “I follow all your cases,” morgue man says.  “Well, I can’t really help it, you know. You’re a source.”

You mean of – bodies?” Murphy asks.

Yep.

“Hey, when Remington Steele gets going, then I know it’s time for me to clear the tables and tell my wife not to wait up.”

Yuk yuk yuk. You’d think if he’d worked so many of Steele’s corpses cases, they’d know who he is already. Murphy seems to spend a lot of time picking up autopsy reports.

thisismrito

Laura introduces Dickerson to Mike Ito. “He isn’t the man who claimed the body, is he?” she wants to know.

Nope. Dickerson has never seen the kid before. “What was the name of the deceased again?” he asks. (Hey, the man works with a lot of bodies. He can’t be expected to remember ALL of them.)

pictureofkenji

“Mike, do you have a picture of Kenji?”

needsspecs

Dickerson gets out his specs. This whole exchange seems to be upsetting Murphy’s stomach. I can’t say I disagree, Murph.

deadIto

Mike produces a photo of his dead bro.

“Yes, that’s the guy,” Dickerson pronounces.

youmeanthedeceased

“You mean the deceased?” Steele inquires.

Nope.

guythatclaimedhim

“No, no. The guy that claimed him. The deceased was all torn up from the accident.”

areyousuresheasks

“Are you sure this is the man who signed for him?” Laura asks.

Note Mike Ito’s reaction to hearing his brother may not really be dead. A subtle, nuanced performance indeed!

steelegrabsLaura

Steele suddenly busts a rather awkward dance move.

wereinthewrongmovie

He pulls Laura aside. “Laura, I’m afraid to admit it so far along, but I’m afraid we’re in the wrong movie.”

She wants to know what he’s talking about.

orientalangle

“The Oriental angle threw us right off,” he explains.

Laura is apparently as impatient for this episode to be over as we are.

“What are you TALKING about?”

thethirdman

“‘The Third Man. Orson Welles plays a ruthless dealer in the black market who fakes his own death in order to avoid pursuit by the police. Only his good friend, Joseph Cotton, doesn’t believe it was an accident and begins digging to find out why Orson was killed.”

behindthescenesThe Third Man. Orson Welles, Joseph Cotton, Alida Valli, Trevor Howard. British Lion Film Corporation, 1949.

gottofindhim

At that moment, Mike Ito approaches. “If Kenji’s alive, I’ve got to find him,” he expresses half-heartedly.

Like the rest of us, Mr. Steele seems unimpressed by his client’s performance.

theychaseMike

Mike runs out, tailed by Laura and Murphy. Steele moves to follow …

reallybadtime

… only to be collared by Mr. Dickerson, who wants an autograph on a death certificate. (Don’t do it, Steele! He only wants it to sell on eBay!)

“Just something simple, like ‘To my good friend, Dickie'” the guy suggests.

tomygoodfrienddickie

Steele’s got no time for groupies. He shoves the certificate back into Dickerson’s hands and sets off in pursuit of his colleagues.

Big mistake, Steele. Dickerson is going to smear you all over the internet for this.

Well, I don’t have much to say about this sequence. Does anyone?

 

 

 

 

 

 

3 Comments

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3 responses to “You’re Steele the One for Me – 17

  1. eaz35173

    The only thing I have to say is that Steele and Murphy team up yet again to protect Laura when Dickerson enters. It seems to be the only reason they team up at all.

    Funny commentary!!

  2. You are hilarious. You should try stand up. You almost made me choke on my tea twice while reading.

    I admit that I usually watch each episode before we review it but this one I could not. I now remember why in detail.

  3. Luann

    In scenes like this (“Did anyone lock the front door?”) I always expect a second intruder to come in while everyone is all relieved and talking to the initial, non-threatening intruder.
    And that guy’s hair… sadly, it was intentional. Another tragic victim of the 80s.

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