Wonder Woman

Hey, Bonnie, how does Chinese food sound for lunch?

I thought I'd surprise my boyfriend and take him out to lunch.

Last night he kind of let it slip

that he was working over on Connecticut Avenue, so I...

This is the third time this week you've taken him out to lunch.

What're you trying to do? Bribe him with quiche Lorraine?

- That isn't funny, Joan. - It wasn't meant to be.

I'll see you later.

They don't take their lunch break in there till 12:30.

We're gonna have to wait a few minutes.

You still think you'll be able to crack that safe

without using a plastic explosive?

With this little baby along, it'll be a lead-pipe cinch.

Ha, ha. Well...

Just in case you can't...

that should create a nice little diversionary effort

while you blow it open.

I really wish we didn't have to have all these explosives around.

The odds are a million to one against this going off by itself.

Will you relax?

We got a couple of minutes before we sneak in.

Let's go get a cup of coffee.

Mayfield's risking an awful lot of equipment on this job.

- I wonder what he thinks he's gonna... - Mark!

- Mark! - Who's that?

Some broad I've been dating for about a month.

Been trying to dump her but she's hanging on like poison ivy.

Hi! How are you?

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Will you stop babbling and keep running?

Get in there! Shut it.

What are your bosses going to say when they find out I blew up your van?

What're you talking about, Bonnie? You did not cause that van to explode!

Maybe not directly but, Mark, I seem to have this talent for disasters.

I'm always right in the middle when something terrible happens.

- Will you... - Remember what happened

the time we went boating on Chesapeake Bay?

I lost my balance! It could happen to anybody.

What about that time on my couch?

Look, my back went out! I said I was sorry!

The time we went skiing.

- The mountain just sort of fell on us. - Look, look!

I don't want to hear this. I don't care about this.

You guys can flap your jaws all day long.

I'm getting out of here before they find out what's inside that van!

See? You see this? I am a jinx!

These little pieces of French-fried machinery

were found in a gutted van that exploded outside of J and R Electronics today.

Have the lab boys ID'd these?

Yeah, this little item here is a super-sensitive listening device

that, in the right hands, could be used to crack open

even the most sophisticated combination-lock vault.

- Like the one in J and R Electronics. - Right.

But the important thing, Diana,

is that that listening device is one of several that was stolen

from a government research lab about a month ago.

Take a look at this.

Now, that's rumored to be the work of William Mayfield.

One of the best white-collar thieves in the business.

He specializes in rare items, one-of-a-kind.

Like touring Inca treasures or prototype weaponry.

Things of that nature.

I take it that no one's ever caught him with the goods.

No one's ever caught him, period.

One of the reasons is because he's an expert statistician.

He's obsessed with the law of probability.

I even heard that he has a full-time research psychologist

that he retains year-round.

You've got more gambling equipment here, Doctor, than Atlantic City.

The other way, please.

One of my special fields of interest, Mr. Reuben.

I did graduate work in probability theory at Duke University.

But I've never seen anything quite like this.

I appreciate you seeing us on such short notice.

My association with Mr. Mayfield

has been a very fruitful one for both of us.

I'm glad to be of...

Service.

Sorry.

Well, that's quite all right, Ms. Murphy.

Why don't we try something a little safer, like flipping a coin?

Ideally, the coin should come up heads half the time

and tails the other.

Though in practice the ratio is closer to 60-40.

But under no circumstances is it supposed to be doing this.

I, uh...

I've heard about a coin doing that, I've just never actually seen it before.

Well, take a good look, then.

Because the odds are a thousand-to-one against your seeing that again soon.

Mr. Reuben, it's absolutely amazing.

I've never seen anyone exert such influence over the odds

as your friend.

How does she do it?

One school of thought might ascribe Bonnie's, um, gift

to the same unnatural forces that produce poltergeists.

And still another to electrochemical brain impulses.

Whichever it is,

she brings out the more remote possibilities of a given situation.

In Ms. Murphy's presence, all the lines of probability tend to...

converge.

What does that mean?

Well, it means...

She's a jinx.

Right.

- Did you get in touch with Mayfield? - Well, sort of.

- What do you mean, "sort of?" - It's more like he got in touch with us.

Hi.

J and R Electronics does have something in development

big enough to warrant Mayfield's interest.

Affirmative. The microwave scrambler

capable of transmitting jamming signals across a wide bandwidth.

It is conceivable that a prototype model could cut off all telephone,

television, and radio communication

within an area of 50 square miles.

Why would a commercial electronics firm be developing a weapon like that?

The project has been subcontracted by the Pentagon

for possible military use.

I better take a look at it myself, then.

If Mayfield is that hot to get it, he may make a second try.

From what you've said, it sounds like his kind of robbery.

Tell me, Ira,

how do you make those computers you tap into tell you what you want?

Let's just say, Diana Prince, that my telemetry is exceptional.

Of course.

Well, I know it's hard to accept, Mr. Mayfield,

but such things have been well-documented through the centuries.

Bonnie Murphy can bend probability curves.

I don't know how

or why.

I just know that she does.

Well, thank you, Doctor. Thank you very much.

It seems your girlfriend's a jinx after all.

Well, not professionally. She just dabbles.

Don't be smug, Mr. Reuben.

If I did not have utter faith in Dr. Koren's judgment,

I can assure you...

you'd be fertilizing the continental shelf.

So,

what does this have to do with the recovery

of $50,000 worth of stolen property?

It doesn't.

It replaces $50,000 worth of stolen property.

You see, Bonnie is the perfect diversionary weapon.

Whenever she becomes nervous or upset,

everything around her goes haywire.

You can imagine how easy it would be to rob a building if, say,

there was a ten-car collision outside, or a fire, or a flood.

What if her amazing abilities were to backfire on us?

We keep her far enough away from us to be safe,

but near enough to create an interesting diversion.

All right, gentlemen.

Here you go.

Mark, um,

I don't understand any of this.

You drag me out of work, you make me drive all the way back here.

Mark, you listening to me? You're making me very nervous.

Whatever you do, don't be nervous. Do you understand me now?

Don't be nervous.

You in trouble with the plumbing company 'cause I blew up your van?

Bonnie, I don't work for that company.

I work for the I.A.D.C.

- The I.A.D.C.? - Yes.

I couldn't tell you before. National security, you know.

But that van was part of our operation.

- And you destroyed it. - Oh, no!

That's all right now. I'm doing everything I can to clear you.

In a couple of minutes,

we're going to meet a few of our agents to discuss it.

So, just relax.

Mark, what are you waiting for?

You look like you're expecting the sky to fall in any minute or something.

- Yeah, that'd do it. - What?

I said...

I think I spotted some enemy agents over there.

- Where? - Don't look, smile.

I'm going to go over and check it out.

If anything should happen,

- just don't be nervous. - Mark!

Mark, don't leave me here! What am I supposed to do if...

- Come on, come on. - There it is.

They said the building might explode.

Move along, don't panic now.

They told us to evacuate the building.

Just keep going. Get as far away as possible.

Mark?

Mark?

Mark!

Mark?

Mark, where are you?

Mark?

- Where's your girlfriend? - Who cares? Let's go.

Mark, where are you?

Mark?

Mark, where are you?

Mark?

Mark!