We watched this crap back in the 70s. I love the classic "running through a dark alley from an unknown pursuer" motif. I also like how the two guys run just fine but poor Peggy Lipton is about to faint, because in the 70s, women couldn't run very far without passing out, you know.And then a door flies open and we see who's after them: Tige Andrews. Nooooooooo! Not TIGE ANDREWS!!! Kids who watched
