Henri Lebret: I come in the house, put down the groceries, hear something, then boom. C'est tout.
Joelle Lebret: The same man must have been waiting for me.
Remington Steele: And you didn't get a good look at him.
Joelle Lebret: It was so dark. It happened so fast. He threw me against the wall. Then when I opened my eyes, the dagger was gone and so was he.
Remington Steele: Well this is splendid! I'm deputized by the police to investigate my own burglary. My associate is going to expose me if I can't stop her. In the meantime I've got to find out who stole the dagger from us. Sorry, sorry. Well at least we can comfort ourselves in one thing, hum? It can't get any worse. Can it?
[Three gunmen burst through the door]