It all rests on Garvey's foot.
You hit her too hard. What're you doing?
I'm calling the police. You're crazy!
George, here, claims that she saw a girl's body on the den floor.
A body?
Listen, I don't care what you think about me,
but I'd never throw a game.
Nancy, what is it?
It's important.
The whole game might depend on it.
Standby, four.
(director) Widen out just a little bit, three.
(male narrator) Tonight, Nancy Drew in
The Mystery of the Solid Gold Kicker.
(male commentator) Ladies and gentlemen, all of you absorbed
by this epic struggle will have to agree
that Overton State's grid-iron stalwarts
were taken much too lightly in today's game
for no apparent rhyme or cogent reason.
Underrated, underestimated,
and now, as so often during this past season,
within striking distance
of pulling off another major upset...
State, the David of the football world, unsung, unheralded,
virtually unknown before the season began and now,
here they are, nationally ranked,
and with the game almost over
behind by only one point, seven to six.
And now, at this critical moment,
they are in range of Chip Garvey's toe
which instrument was instrumental in winning
three of their last four games with an incredible field-goal percentage,
eight out of his last eight tries.
Two of which he performed in heroic fashion in this contest
and placed the vital six points on the scoreboard.
Will Garvey be able to get the ball over
those last few yards of turf?
[people chattering]
[drum beating]
All right, take six.
Evan, you're gonna have the ball,
widen out just a little bit on three, and take three.
Camera two, give me a shot of the kicker.
Number 92 red, Chip Garvey.
Camera one, widen to a crowd shot.
We've, uh, got camera two to slow-motion machine A.
One, give me 57, defenses and linebacks One, slow-motion feed.
Widen out just a little bit, three.
Video, help three.
Oh, man, I don't believe it. You're fantastic.
Why do you think I invited you in here?
I had to impress you somehow.
Did he call time-out?
All right, uh, four, five, and six: crowd shots.
Take six. Tight on the girl, Sal. Standby, four.
Take five.
Five? Five's got just a guy on it.
Four's just got a girl on it.
Pretty girls are more interesting than guys.
Only to chauvinists.
Put four on the line.
Mike, squeeze into a head shot.
[people chattering]
Camera four, widen out to the play.
Put three back up. Uh, all right, standby now.
(male commentator) All right, Chip Garvey is waiting.
The center is over the ball.
And once more, an entire game of men and muscle and equipment
all comes down to one thing,
the furthest extremity on Chip Garvey's body, his toe.
(male commentator #2) Seven to six. seconds to go.
The ball is snapped and he connects.
And it's good.
Ladies and gentlemen, the kick is good.
Wow! Chip was really hit.
[crowd cheering]
State wins the game, nine to seven.
What a climax!
And let's look at that great moment
once again by way of replay.
(director) All right, let's replay that.
Put it on the line, Johnny. And roll it. Gently.
What we want is
to see him get the ball off and then get hit.
That's it. That's the right speed.
Johnny, stand by to mat the final score.
(male commentator) But he's up on his feet,
shaken, triumphant, as again he leads...
Mat the final score.
Boy, is he gonna have a headache.
Next Saturday, between State and Newton, both undefeated.
The winner of that game to play in the ball game.
Now, play by play for today's game with...
?[music playing]
[people chattering]
George is really a great dancer, isn't she?
The younger generation is pretty good.
Oh, compared to the older generation like you?
You can laugh. But I was playing pro-ball
before you graduated high school.
I believe it.
You must really like college ball
to come this far for a game.
Well, Ben asked me to help out Chip
with some pro owners I know.
You see, I'm here scouting. In the right hands,
I think that boy has got a great future.
Oh, yeah?
She really gets into it.
Yeah, it's not too bad, a little talent.
What's the matter?
Uh, nothing, I got, uh,
kind of woozy there for a second.
Everything kind of went black on me.
A funny buzzing in my ears.
Well, come on, why don't you sit down?
No, it's okay. It'll clear up.
[people chattering]
How would you like a career in television?
Cool off. I'm busy.
You're really a flake, aren't you?
What?
First you invite me down from Boston,
and now you make like I'm not alive.
Oh, I'm not gonna let you push me around like some football.
(Chip) Well, cut it out, will you?
And what's that supposed to be?
Another threat?
Look, I don't know what you're talking about.
Who is that?
I don't know. Just met her here at the party.
I recognize her from someplace.
[people chattering]
Come on, Paula.
You're making a scene nobody needs.
When will you let him be a big boy
and take care of his own problems?
All right, come on!
Chip, how could you do this to me?
After all you promised.
After all we meant to each other.
Come on. Come on.
Boy, I just can't get that fight out of my head.
Neither can I.
It just doesn't seem like the Chip we know.
The Chip we thought we knew, you mean.
You know about those quiet ones.
No talk, all action.
Are you speaking from experience?
No. I can dream, can't I?
[chuckles]
Where did you know Paula from anyway?
Ah, I've seen her on TV. She's one of those girls
they're always flashing on the screen during the games.
Oh, no!
Well, it's not that bad.
No, not her. Me. I forgot my purse.
I'll go back to Ben's with you.
Uh, It's pretty late. I'll go back, it'll be okay.
Sure? Yeah.
Okay.
Good night.
See you later.
How much did you give him?
Just to knock him out for a few minutes, that's all.
He'll come around when we want him to.
You, madame, were terrific!
What a performance!
That was the hard part.
In front of all those people.
Do you think I convinced them?
Scared the socks off me.
He's the one we've got to convince.
I'm afraid he's just not going to buy it, Ben.
He'll buy it. Don't worry about it.
I know him like my own brother.
He'll be a little scared, confused, frightened,
but, well, I'll just keep him that way.
What's the matter?
How's he going to come out of this?
He'll do just fine.
Look, we've gotta go through with this.
It's the only chance I've got.
If you think this is playing rough,
let me tell you what happens if I don't pull this off.
Come on, hurry.
[glass breaking]
Hey, wake up.
Chip, wake up. What happened, huh? What happened?
Uh, uh, I don't know. A buzzing in my ears, in my head...
What happened to Paula?
Paula? What are you...
You hit her.
I mean, you-you must have hit her.
What?
All right, look at her, look at her!
I c-c-can't remember, Ben. I-I don't remember.
All right, all right.
Oh, I-
All right, all right. All right.
I couldn't have done that, Ben.
Don't you remember, huh?
You were arguing with her. And, uh, there was a crash,
then you must have passed out.
Oh, uh,
uh, I don't remember.
All right. All right. All right.
She was shouting.
Screaming like someone crazy.
I'm-I'm sure it was self-defense.
But, I can't believe... I mean, uh...
My head, I can't think clear.
Were you drinking a lot at the party?
I never touched it.
Okay, maybe it was the tackle you got during the game, huh?
What're you doing? What're you doing?
I have to call the police.
You're crazy! Chip!
It was an accident.
Fine. It was an accident.
But who is going to believe you?
Especially after the scene you had at the party with her.
I don't know what got into her.
I mean, we weren't that close.
How are you going to prove that? Chip!
Don't you see,
you got nothing to gain and everything to lose.
You got a scholarship...
You got three brothers and a mother to help support.
And how much more weight, how much more weight
do you want to carry on your shoulders?
Worse yet, every pro scout in the country's
gonna be at that game next week.
Now do you think you stand a chance at all
to play in that game until you're proven innocent, huh?
It might take weeks, months, or never!
[crickets chirping]
Hmm, they've all gone to bed.
Use your head now. Come on.
It won't stop pounding.
I don't feel very good, Ben.
I-I-I don't know what to do.
First of all, get out of here. Now, come on.
But what about her, Ben?
Come on, I-I'll take care of it.
Just leave everything to me, huh? Sit down.
I don't want you to take the blame, Ben.
Chip, come on.
There's not gonna be any blame, not on me
or anyone else. Just trust me.
The important thing is that you're free and clear.
You've worked too hard and too long
to go down the tube because of some girl
you barely even know, who got drunk and flipped out at the party.
Chip.
Don't blow everything on something
that wasn't even your fault. Come on.
It's not fair on you or anyone else.
Come-come on.
H-h-how will you handle it, Ben?
[panting]
Just, uh, just don't worry about it, huh?
Ben, I'm not sure this is the right thing to do.
Chip, come on!
There's no other way.
And remember, you don't have anything to feel guilty about
because you didn't do anything wrong. Okay?
[panting]
Go on.
[tires screeching]
[horn honking]
George, you said on the phone it was urgent,
but this is ridiculous.
You got to slow down, we're gonna get stopped by the sheriff.
No, he's meeting us.
At least, uh, uh, Deputy Foley is.
He is? Where?
(George) Ben's house.
Why?
Oh, Nancy.
What happened?
Nancy.
I'll start and you just interrupt, okay?
George, what happened? Oh, Nancy...
That girl that got in the fight with, uh, Chip.
Paula Clark.
I went over there, she was lying on the floor.
She wasn't moving.
What did you do?
I ran. And the first phone booth I saw,
I called you and Foley.
She could've been hurt badly.
Now, exactly what did you see, George?
Hmm, Deputy Foley-
Now, cut that out.
I had enough of that on the phone.
She saw a girl lying on the floor.
She wasn't moving. George thinks she was-
All right. All right.
[knocking on door]
Are you sure?
Of course she's sure.
Look at her, she's still in a state of shock.
She looks the same as always to me.
Foley, Nancy, George, come on in.
What's this all about?
What, uh, seems to be wrong?
Uh, Ben, I'm sorry to bother you so late,
but George here claims that she saw
a girl's body on the den floor.
A body?
(George) I'm sorry, Ben.
George, you must have really gotten zonked at the party.
It's not funny.
I didn't have anything to drink, and what I saw
was after the party, in the den.
After the party.
After the party, I went directly to bed.
Come on, Foley, this is ridiculous.
There's no one here but me.
Ben, if you think I don't believe you, you're wrong.
But I gotta follow through on all complaints,
even if it means I got to wake up Judge Cochrane.
You know what I mean?
For a search warrant?
[sighing]
Don't be silly.
I know you have to do your duty, Foley.
I just wish it wasn't in the middle of the night.
Go ahead. Search to your heart's desire.
Everything looks in order to me.
What are you lookin' for?
George said she saw pieces of smashed crystal
around the girl's head.
From a vase, she thinks.
It's gotta be around here.
This is exactly where it happened.
Well, that gives George 100 percent for consistency.
Number one, I've never owned a crystal vase and number two,
there never was a body.
Well, I guess we've bothered you enough for one night, Ben.
No problem.
Come on, girls, let's go.
Ben, could I see your vacuum cleaner?
Vacuum cleaner? What for?
Nancy, uh, you don't have to apologize by cleaning up the place.
The maid will handle that in the morning.
Look, maybe you and Foley don't believe George, but I do.
If she says she saw a girl lying on that floor
with broken glass around her head,
she saw a girl lying on the floor
with broken glass around her head.
Ah, ah, I gotcha.
And then somebody vacuumed up the pieces, right?
Right.
Wrong.
It's empty.
Now, why don't we take Foley's advice
and get ourselves some sleep.
Sorry again, Ben.
Wait a minute.
Don't you have floodlights outside?
Yes. It lights up the place like Times Square.
Yeah, I read once, you can find out all about a person
just by what they leave in their trashcan.
Uh, I don't think I'm that interested in Ben.
Well, I haven't seen anything out of the way.
And just what are you two pack rats looking for?
A vacuum-cleaner bag.
Filled with those pieces of crystal
George claims to have seen?
She saw them, Foley.
Look, we've done about all we can for one night.
So, as soon as you clean up this mess,
I suggest you give up this snipe hunt
and head on home before I get a missing person's call.
[crickets chirping]
Well, maybe he's right. Maybe we should just give up.
We can't, George. We're the only ones
who believe a crime took place here tonight.
If we stop investigating, the criminals could get away.
George.
Yeah.
Why is Ben's car warm?
The obvious, Nancy. It's been driven.
Ben said he went to bed right after the party.
Oh, what do you figure?
The obvious. Ben lied. Let's go.
(Nancy) George, everything else around here is residential.
This is the most logical place to get rid of the evidence.
Nancy, this is getting to be a whole number with you
in all this garbage all that time.
I don't want to know about Henry that much.
Think about it, George, there was not a sliver
of glass on that rug. They got rid of it fast.
This place is only five minutes from there.
I don't see anything in these.
Watch out.
[both chattering]
Can you hand me one of those things?
What? Yeah, yeah, here.
You're really getting into that? Well...
[sighing]
(George) Nancy, the body could be in here.
(Nancy) Oh, George.
Hey, put us down! Hey, put us...
Down!
Ladies, get out of there.
What are you doing?
I found the vacuum bag.
It's loaded with broken crystal.
Well, now what's wrong?
(driver) What are you doing?
What you said before is right.
What did I say?
Well, if they dumped the glass here,
why not the body?
[horn honking]
Uh, uh, uh, put us down!
Down!
[sighing]
Come on.
(Pete) Hello.
I've been trying to get a hold of you all day.
Well, the flights to Boston were grounded last night.
I just got in. What's the problem?
[sighing]
The deputy sheriff was here last night looking for Paula's body.
How did he know about it?
One of the girls from the party
came back and spotted it in the den and called him.
I'm sure they didn't find a body.
So, that takes care of that.
Nancy Drew is involved.
So what?
She's a part-time investigator
with the instincts of a bulldog.
I don't think she'll let go.
Ben, we might have to do something about her.
[birds chirping]
(Chip) It's like a nightmare.
How could she be dead?
Oh, I can't believe it.
What about her family?
There weren't any.
She didn't have much of anything.
I feel awful. She was so young.
Only in years, Chip. Only in years.
Look, you insisted on coming and seeing this for yourself.
All right, you did. It's over.
Uh, you're wrong. I'll never get over it. I...
What's he doing here?
Well, I couldn't handle it by myself.
Don't worry. Pete's one of my oldest friends.
He helped me out.
It's a dirty shame what happened to you, Chip.
I'm sorry.
But it's inevitable, I suppose.
What do you mean, inevitable?
Let's face it, Paula was wacko.
We're both grateful you helped us out, Pete.
Hey, forget it.
I love football and the people in it.
I wasn't about to sit around and watch a coming star
go down the drain for something that wasn't even his fault.
Then, everything else is, is all right?
Yeah, I did what I could.
At least I got them to compromise.
Compromise? What happened?
Will you tell me what's goin' on?
You see, Chip,
all this took a little more muscle than I've got.
You mean there are others that know about this?
Yeah, but they won't run to the cops.
That's the important thing, Chip.
That's important, anyway.
But they do want a favor in return.
How much?
$500,000.
Ah, that's crazy. Where do they expect me to get that kind of money?
On Saturday's game.
[birds chirping]
I'm going to the police.
Like I should've in the first place.
This thing will never stop snowballing.
I suppose that's one way you can handle it.
You know, uh,
what happens once you do that, don't you, Chip?
Yeah, we get this thing
straightened out once and for all.
Even if it means I go to jail for a while.
I won't implicate any of you.
I'll take the whole rap.
Yeah. But what about the mortuary?
We made a few payoffs.
When the police start digging,
my friends might get hurt.
They won't like that.
Look, I can't help that.
We were wrong. All of us.
If I'd been thinking clearly it wouldn't have happened.
All right, Chip, but it did happen.
Look, I don't think you know what these people are like.
I mean, they're willing to play rough.
I got myself into this mess
by not telling the truth in the first place.
If that means they are going to rough me up,
well, I guess I have it coming.
But I'm not throwin' a game on top of this.
All right, let's say we all have it coming.
What about your younger brothers and the rest of your family?
Ah, come on. They wouldn't hurt them.
You do have a lot to learn.
You're in it with them, aren't you?
Chip, you can't beat them, join them.
Come on, come on, all right.
Are you trying to scare me?
Look, I know what you're feeling, huh?
You want to take a smack at me, go ahead,
if it'll make you feel better.
It's not going to change a thing.
My friends are going to bet a wad on the game.
And if they don't win,
then your family loses.
Chip, uh, look at it this way.
What if the game doesn't even depend on you?
I mean, it could happen. The game could bust wide open,
where a field goal or an extra point
won't make a bit of difference, huh?
I must admit, Foley, that on occasion,
Nancy's enthusiasm does get the better of her.
Well, it certainly does, sir.
Hi, Officer Foley.
Dad, you wanted to see me?
Yeah, I did Nance.
Foley's been telling me
about your little escapade last night.
A snipe hunt, he calls it.
Snipe hunt?
[sighing]
Look, George saw a body lying on Ben Fialstead's den floor.
When the sheriff checks out Paula Clark,
I think you'll know that, too.
No need to wait for the sheriff.
I did a little checking myself.
Oh, great. What did you find out?
Only one thing.
There is no girl called Paula Clark.
But there has to be. I met her at Ben's.
We all did.
Ben told me that.
Neither Ben nor anybody else knows much about her.
He could be lying again.
Nancy, that's a pretty serious charge to level against Ben.
Well, it proved he was lying
when I found those glass crystals.
It proved that somebody broke a crystal vase
and hid it behind the market.
There's still no proof that it was in Ben's house.
Oh, I bet there will be proof
when Dr. Hull finishes those tests.
Besides, I found strands of carpet on that glass.
Those can be checked out, too.
And I bet those are from Ben's house also.
Nancy, I suggest we kind of take a breather
until the results of them tests are known.
But the criminal could be getting away.
Nancy, I'm in charge here.
You know what I mean?
Yes, I do.
[sniffing]
Is that you, Louise? Back so soon?
I won't be much longer with you.
Who are you?
What do you want?
(Nancy) Dr. Hull.
Dr. Hull, are you in there?
It's me, Nancy.
Dr. Hull!
[glass shattering]
Dr. Hull.
Are you all right?
Yes, I'm fine.
Here, let me get this.
What was that?
I don't know.
I'll call you a doctor!
No, no, I'm all right.
He wasn't out to hurt me.
He only wanted the evidence.
Oh, looks like he got it.
So, Chip's gone to Boston. With Ben? I see.
Is there anywhere I can get in touch with him?
Oh. Thanks, Mrs. Garvey.
One thing's for sure.
There's not a sliver of evidence.
I don't see that it matters if there were.
I mean, Doc Hull had a lot of time to look at the glass.
And, uh, there was no evidence of blood protein
or hemoglobin. No red-cell debris.
Not even hair fibers or epithelial tissue.
What does it all mean?
That particular vase didn't hit anybody,
on the head or anywhere else.
They couldn't have wiped the crystals clean?
Not enough to hide from the microscope.
I just don't understand.
If there was nothing
to find out from the broken vase,
why would someone go to all the trouble
of getting rid of it and then taking the chance of stealing it again?
That's a good question, George.
[sighing]
And I do believe my daughter thinks she has the answer.
They knew Dr. Hull wouldn't find anything on the crystals,
so they had to steal it back before he didn't.
What did she say?
I'm still working on it. Where are you off to?
I've got to put all these loose pieces together.
What pieces?
All the new evidence.
What evidence? Nothing's been found!
Exactly.
Still working on what she said before.
Dad, I'm going out of town.
So, don't wait up.
W-Wait, do you mind telling me where you're going?
Boston.
Nancy.
Pete, I'm sorry to bother you like this-
Hey, no problem. How did you locate me?
I was looking for Chip. He was staying here.
Well, he already left the hotel.
Yeah, I know.
I happened to notice you were registered here, too.
Happened to?
Pete, I need help.
Hey, anything I can do, you got it.
I don't know where to begin. It's about Ben.
Well, maybe I can give you a hand. Is it Paula?
Ben told me about George's wild allegations.
I don't think they're so wild,
or that they're allegations.
Pete, when you led Paula away from the party
after her argument with Chip,
did she leave the party right away?
As far as I know, she did.
I walked her out to her car
and that's the last I saw of her.
Did you stay until the end of the party?
Yeah.
I stayed until after Chip left.
Then I was the last one to go.
So there was nobody there with Ben?
No. I'm sure not.
[phone ringing]
Go ahead. I have a plane to catch. Thanks.
Bye.
Yeah.
(woman) You sound low.
You want me to come by and cheer you up?
Sure. A little sympathy never hurt anyone.
Go get your door open. I'm two rooms away.
Hi, is everything still all right?
Nancy Drew came to town and asked a lot of questions.
Did you have the answers?
[chuckling]
(male commentator) It's been a bone-cracking game so far.
The teams as evenly matched
as any I've seen this entire season.
Scoreless, with only minutes until half-time.
It's State's ball at midfield.
Jeffries takes the hand-off, he fades.
Deep downfield amidst... What a catch!
Oh, what a game!
Nancy, what I went through to get these tickets.
I mean, they're the 50-yard-line.
I know, George. I'm really sorry,
but I just think it's important we stay on this case.
I know.
Camera five, cover the point.
(male commentator) The ball is snapped. It's up.
No good. No good.
Your father works Saturdays, too?
No.
You remember Skipper, don't you?
Oh, boy, do I.
I'm not really in the mood
to listen to old sea stories, though.
Nancy, you know, we have been rushing around like crazy
ever since you got back from Boston.
I still don't see any light at the end of the tunnel.
But we're on the right track, George.
But the question is, to what?
To proving Paula is still alive.
Now wait a minute.
I thought we're trying to prove she was dead.
Then, what do I think I saw?
That was before Dr. Hull.
Ever since I found out there wasn't anything
on the glass crystals, I've been suspicious.
What did I see at Ben's?
I think that was a planned scene
to make somebody believe that Paula was killed.
For me?
No, for Chip.
That's why we went back to Ben's house?
That's why nobody was there.
He sent them away.
Why would someone play a trick like that on Chip?
Hmm, blackmail is the only thing I can think of.
But he hasn't any money.
What would anyone have to gain from it?
[male commentator chattering]
The football game?
Gamblers!
That's what it adds up to.
But how did Chip think he killed Paula
if he really didn't?
That's what we're here for.
(male commentator) The snap comes from center.
Harrison hands of to Bule.
Hits the center of the line.
He's in there. Touchdown for Newton.
Harrison will hold. Bradley to kick.
The kick is up. It's good.
Newton takes the lead, seven to six.
[crowd cheering]
From the 23 of Newton, Jeffries brings them out.
Skipper.
How about some of that hard tack and rum?
Well, I'll be blown off course by a Northwester
if it isn't little Nancy.
Oh, I was just cleaning up your father's-
Avast, mate, you don't have to apologize about anything to me.
And this is soda pop, you know?
Dad keeps it stocked just for you.
How are you, Skipper?
Oh, good as ever.
You know, I miss you and the other kids
that used to hang around here.
I'll never forget all those stories you told us.
I even remember the places.
Singapore, Hong Kong, Bangkok, Manila.
[laughing]
Oh, I'll never forget that one.
Oh, I remember you telling me a story
about how you and some of your shipmates went ashore,
and you ended by wrecking up some bar.
Oh, I had a headache for a week afterward.
Tell me about that again, would you?
Well, it really started out in Bangkok and then we went-
What about the part about Manila?
You know, when you passed out.
Passed out?
Knocked out is more like it.
Why would you want to know that story for?
Look, the part about the mickey?
What mickey?
The knock-out drops they slipped you.
Now what would you want to know about that for?
Do they make you feel woozy?
Everything goes dark,
and there's a strange buzzing in your ears?
Strange buzzing! No.
It's more like, uh, a sail ripping apart in a typhoon.
It screams through your ears.
Tell me everything you know about them.
It's very important.
[crowd cheering]
Get set on camera six.
The kicking team's coming in.
Camera four, you stay tied on number 92, red, the kicker.
That's it, camera four. Stay right with him.
(male commentator) The stage is set one more time for Chip Garvey.
The run by Pullen has put the ball on the 18-yard line
with time left for only one more play
before the half-time whistle.
And, as has been the case so often this past season,
it all rests on Garvey's foot.
A successful drive...
Thanks.
Hey, you sure you don't have nothin'
to do with that mickey I told you about?
Only good things, Skipper, only good things. Thanks.
[man whistling]
[crowd cheering]
(male commentator) There's the snap.
Garvey's kicked. Off to the left. No good.
[crowd cheering]
Lousy break.
...after a season of perfect kicks.
So at half-time the score remains,
Newton-seven, State-six.
State behind seven to six in light of those
two missed kicks by Chip Garvey.
Where to now?
The game.
Oh, poor Chip. He's been way off.
We all have.
[car engine starting]
(Nancy) Park it for me, will you, George?
I'll meet you in the stands later.
(director) Uh, camera one, give me a shot of the crowd.
Camera two, hold that shot of Harrison on the bench.
Come back, five.
Uh, you can include both huddles on your opening shot.
Four, stand by tight with the quarterback in a mat.
Little tighter on four. Stand by to mat now.
Excuse me. Uh, uh, Nancy, what is it?
It's important.
I don't have time. I have to wait until after the game.
Take four, mat. That might be too late.
It involves Chip Garvey.
Nancy, it's gonna have to wait. I'm busy now.
Videotape two is breaking up.
Let me check.
Engineering, watch tape two. I'm worried about it.
(man) I'll go back and see what's wrong.
Put three on the line.
(male commentator) From his own 42 line,
Jeffries wants to get something going.
He takes the snap. Fades.
[crowd cheering]
10 seconds to commercial.
Drift to the right on that shot.
Do it on the count.
8, 7, 6, a little faster.
4, 3, 2, 1.
Freeze, seven. Tape black.
Commercial rolling.
Look, I know how busy you are, but it's terribly important.
I have to see that girl you showed on TV during last week's game.
What's it, Ms. Lib talking to me again?
What's up?
Please, is it possible to rerun a shot of her for me?
It's possible. We've got the history tapes back in the videotape room.
But I haven't the time.
The whole game might depend on it!
What're you telling me, Nancy?
Today's game depends on a spectator shot
of some girl in last week's game?
Well, sort of, I have to see
if I can recognize any of the people that were with her.
It's very important. It's vital.
If you don't show-
Who brings people like this into my life?
All right, Nancy. Tell me exactly when it took place.
It was just before Chip Garvey's last field goal.
It was the final minute of the game.
Okay, sit down over there.
Put up the videotape reel from last week's
game spin all the way down to the end of the game,
one minute before the sound of the gun
and screen the field goal for Nancy. Help Nancy.
[crowd cheering]
It's in the bag.
You can start spending your money.
Yeah?
We're watching the game here, too, Pete.
We're getting a little worried.
What do you mean worried?
He missed the field goal, didn't he?
Yeah, but we just got word
that he hustled his whole family out of town.
Where to?
That's what we want to know.
Maybe this girl Nancy Drew,
you know, the one you told us not to worry about,
maybe she knows why he sent his whole family away.
He's scared, that's all.
He's probably just making sure
that we don't ask him to throw another game.
Pete, there's enough money riding on Newton
to win this game to finance Chicago.
You said you had the whole thing handled.
Everybody believed you.
It better be true, Pete.
Don't worry about it.
We're ahead, thanks to Garvey.
If it came down to another field goal,
we own him.
(director) Johnny, put Merritt slow-mo
on the preview monitor for Nancy.
All right, camera one, tight on the quarterback.
Okay, move in slower.
Camera three, on the clock.
Camera six, stay with Chip Garvey.
Isolate camera two to videotape machine one.
Stop. Back it up again.
Stop! He did know Paula. He was lying.
What's the fastest way to the field?
The blimp, my dear.
You drop straight down.
I'll show you how to get to the field.
Oh, thank you.
It sounded important.
It is.
Here, you need this to get past the guard.
I'll show you how to get down to the field.
[crowd cheering]
You just keep your eye on that girl Nancy Drew, hmm?
(assistant) Just follow the arrows down there.
Be careful, they keep the lights low to conserve power.
Thanks. Yeah.
?[band music playing]
(male commentator) ... fourth quarter.
Bule takes the hand-off, up the middle.
It's a tie ballgame, 13 to 13.
A kick can change the situation right now.
And let's not forget the earlier mis-kicks by State
gaining importance with every passing minute.
Bradley's kick is good.
There you have it.
Newton have assumed a 14 to 13 lead.
(Pete) Nancy, wait up. It's me.
Nancy, where are you?
All right, put camera five on the line.
Cameras one and two, freeze right there.
Go quickly between camera one and two.
What is happening on camera four?
Preview camera four.
What's Nancy up to now?
Four, stay away from that.
Get away from and stay away from it. Take six.
(male commentator) A little less than one minute left to the end
of the season for one of these teams
and a trip on New Year's Day
to the Big Bowl for the other.
[players chanting]
In play. Pitched out by Jeffries to Rowat.
Left side, he's inside, he finally hits out-of-bounds
on the 32-yard line.
(director) 25 secs to go.
[referee whistling]
[crowd cheering]
There's the hand-off to Peters.
He moves up the middle. Good drive.
All right, guys, 10 seconds left.
...letting the clock run out. Time out...
Nancy, what're you doing here?
I've to tell you something.
Paula Clark might not be dead.
But I saw her grave.
Is that why you sent your mother and brother out of town?
Is that why you missed that kick?
Listen, I don't care what you think about me,
but I didn't miss that kick on purpose.
I'd never throw a game.
Some people miss sometimes. That was just my time.
It's all yours. The coach says we're going for three.
It's only second down.
Coach doesn't want to take a chance on a fumble.
Good luck on the kick.
If I miss, who's gonna believe me?
And so, here we are, folks. Just 10 seconds left.
State calling upon its ace, its trump card,
its mainstay of the season,
Chip Garvey for one last field-goal attempt.
The three points an absolute must now.
All other options have run out.
Chip Garvey's toe will tell the difference for State.
A 14 to 13 loss if he misses,
but a 16 to 14 victory,
if he can come through and make it.
There's the stand. The kick.
He scores!
[crowd roaring]
Overton State goes out front, 16 to 14 over Newton.
What a football game!
This stadium is going crazy.
He has done it.
As the clock runs out, State wins 16 to 14.
What's going on?
Maybe you can fill us in on what Pete left out.
I don't know what you're talking about, Nancy.
Look, I know how you framed Chip.
You slipped him a mickey
and you made him think that he killed Paula here.
Pete told us about the gambling.
What I don't figure is how you could do that to Chip.
I was broke.
But what about your inheritance?
Your house?
In hock. Up to my attic.
I blew it all gambling.
I didn't know
how to get out of the mess I got myself into.
So you framed your best friend.
?[band music playing]
[crowd cheering]
You're back. How did it go?
Great. I feel a lot better.
I told the school everything.
Good for you.
It looks like Ben and Pete did the same to the police.
What's gonna happen to them?
Well, they and Paula Clark face some serious charges:
Falsifying a death certificate,
lying to the police, trying to fix a football game.
It won't go easy with 'em.
What about Chip?
Uh, you were an accessory to all of this,
but, uh, at least you didn't compound the mistake
by attempting to throw the game.
And since you're going State's evidence,
and there was no real harm done,
my guess is that you'll get off
with a suspended sentence and a long probation.
Oh, you'll be able to finish school.
And the big game's only in two weeks.
Uh, I'm out of that.
The school won't let me play in the bowl game.
Frankly, I don't really deserve it.
I should've called the police
as soon as I thought Paula was dead.
And then reported the attempt to fix the game.
I don't think I'll ever get over it.
You already have.
You know, there's an old saying:
"When you swim with sharks, you either get eaten
or you become a shark yourself. "
You've gone one better than that.
You've become your own man.
It's much more important than any point after touchdown.
Reminds me of the old salt
who found himself a young wench in Hong Kong-
Skipper, we're not out to sea.
(Skipper) Right, Mr. Drew.
Now back to the Hong Kong story,
oh, don't worry, Mr. Drew,
I'm gonna clean it up here and there.
[chuckling]
(Skipper) There was this old salt
who'd been out in the brine for eight months...