All language subtitles for Magnum P.I. s05e01 Echoes Of The Mind 1.eng

Deirdre!

Now, I'm telling you,
our pal is in trouble.

This lady can be fatal.

It's as if our lives
are to be intermeshed,

and there's nothing
I can do about it.

You're falling in love.

I will!

Higgins, are you
up to something?

I am.

She's in danger.

Nice doggies.
You wanna be friends?

You're not
frightening me, Deirdre.

I'm not trying to,
sister darling.

Yes, you are.
You always are.

From as far back
as I can remember.

Only this time,
I won't let you.

Deirdre!

You're insane.

Oh, that's your bag,
little one, not mine.

Stop calling me that.
Being 15 minutes older than me

doesn't give you the right
to treat me like a child.

Who told you that,
dear Dr. Bernard?

I'll have to set him straight.

You stay away from Ted.

Would if I could.

Please, just this once,
don't interfere.

Someone has to protect you.

You're very naive
where men are concerned.

You tend to believe anything
they whisper in your ear.

I love Ted,
and I believe he loves me.

You see, you're already
confusing love with lust.

I know the difference.

I don't think so.

Otherwise, the dear doctor
would be sleeping with you instead of with me.

It happened at 0400.

From the middle of a deep,
dreamless sleep,

I sat stark upright in bed
with an overwhelming feeling of anticipation.

Someone was coming. A woman.

I didn't know who or why.

All I could do was hope.

Michelle?

No.

I'm sorry. You're obviously
expecting someone else.

It's okay.

Are you sure?

If you're waiting for someone,
I can come back another time.

No. No, you're the one
I was waiting for.

Pardon me?

Well, I mean, I was sort
of expecting someone else, but it's okay, Miss...

Dupres. Diane Dupres.

Thomas Magnum.

But then, you'd know that
if you came here to see me, wouldn't you?

Yes.

Would you like to talk
in the shade?

Oh, please.

T. C: What's a five-letter
word for "deadly"?

Women.

Come on.

Okay, woman,
especially that one.

T. C: Looks like
a class act to me.

That's what
makes her deadly.

You know how Thomas
falls for class acts.

Yeah, his last date was
that lady mud wrassler from the swamp.

That was just a date.
This is the type that he gets in trouble with.

You know what
the funniest part was, though?

She stood behind
that palm tree for, like, 30 minutes

and just watched him.

Maybe she's a little
nervous about hiring a private investigator.

I guess. But she still
gives me the willies.

Now, I'm telling you,
our pal is in trouble. This lady can be fatal.

Fatal? Hey, thanks!

Sure.

What?

I can't believe
I'm doing this.

People who want to hire
a private investigator

usually feel a little
foolish doing it.

They do?
Mmm-hmm.

Well, obviously not
if they're meeting you.

You have a very nice
bedside manner.

I mean,
you really make...

You really put me at ease
and doctors have to do the same thing.

God, I'm so embarrassed.

It's okay. I do the same
sort of thing all the time.

You do?

Yeah. Just ask my friends.

Still, what you
must think. I...

I think you're
a very attractive woman

who is a bit nervous
about hiring me.

Thanks, Rosine.

Still, I may not need you.
I may just be paranoid.

Well, people who think
they may just be paranoid usually aren't.

Well, these things
have been happening.

What things?

Well, little things.

I feel as if
I'm being followed

and I hear footsteps,
but I turn and no one's there.

What else?

I think someone shot at me.

My family has a home
up above Punchbowl,

at the end of Old Pali Road.

The old Burger Estate?

Yes. You know it?

Well, I know of it.

And someone
shot at you there?

Well, I was watching
the sunset one evening,

and a floodlight near me
just shattered.

Well, the gardener said that
that happens sometimes when the sprinklers are on,

but I really feel
that I heard a shot.

I come from
a very wealthy family.

We own Dupres Fabrics.

Yeah, I've heard
of the company.

Then perhaps you've heard
of my twin sister and I.

We were kidnapped
when we were five

and ransomed
for a million dollars.

Well, yeah, I vaguely recall
hearing something about that.

I mean, it was
a long time ago.

That must have been
very traumatic for you.

I don't remember.
The doctors tell me I've blocked it out,

but Deirdre remembers.

She's always been
much better at coping than I.

Well, four months ago
we had a rather nasty auto accident.

It's a miracle
either of us survived.

We were having a row over...

Well, it was all my fault,

and when I was released
from the hospital,

I just didn't want to deal
with Deirdre's accusations,

so I flew out here
for a while

to get some sun
and put some perspective in my life.

That's when those things
began to happen.

Oh.

I've kept a diary.

Ever since the kidnapping,
Daddy made us write down

anything that was even
remotely suspicious during the day.

You'll find everything
I've done on the island in there.

Why'd you come to me?

Well, you're
a private investigator.

Yeah, I know. There are
37 private investigators in the Honolulu phone book.

Why me?

You're right. I looked
through the phone book

and I just didn't know
who to call.

And then I saw your name

and I just felt you were
meant to help me.

Excuse me.

T. C: Has she set the hook
or is she still trolling?

Lxnay, ixnay.

Amazing.

L-X-N-A-Y. Lxnay.

You are in big,
big trouble.

What?

Orville here seems to think
you're falling madly in love.

Don't be silly.

She is interesting,
though.

I knew it.

Knew what?

That Thomas has
fallen in love.

Wonderful.

Don't pay any attention...

What did you say?

I said wonderful.

Perhaps you can invite
the young lady over for tea some afternoon.

I'd like to make
her acquaintance.

She must be quite special.

Are you all right,
Higgie baby?

Fit as a fiddle,
as Nero said.

You been
drinking, Higgins?

No, but it's a capital idea.

In fact, I'd like to buy
all of you a drink.

Rosine.

Okay.

Higgins, are you
up to something?

Well, as a matter of fact,
I am.

Aha.

I have decided to marry.

Agatha finally got to you?

Agatha?
Oh, good heavens, no.

I'm betrothed
to Lady Ashley.

Who?

Lady Ashley.

Surely you chaps have
heard me speak of her.

We were engaged
when I shipped off to North Africa with Monty.

Well, I was gone
a long time.

Four years, actually.

And when I returned,
she had married Lord Ashley.

She's the one built like
the Prince Albert Memorial.

Magnum, please,
we're speaking of my future wife.

Well, what happened
to Lord Ashley?

A bit of underdone potato.

He choked to death.

Actually, I suppose
it was to be expected.

He always did wolf
his food down like a cretin.

Anyway, when I heard,
I wrote to Lady Ashley at once to console her.

One letter led to another,
I proposed, and she accepted.

Well, that's great.
Just great.

Yeah, that is great.
That calls for a bachelor party.

Well, that's terribly
thoughtful of you, Rick.

A bachelor dinner
would be quite delightful.

Good food, a nice claret,
just you chaps

and the lads, of course.

That ain't the kind of party
I had in mind.

Higgins,

let me be the first
to propose a toast.

T. C: Hey, hear, hear.

What is it, Magnum?

She's in danger.

Don't move till I tell you.

I'm gonna distract them

and when I say, "Now,"

you just edge slowly
towards the door.

Hi, guys.
Here, doggies.

Now.

Hi, dogs.

Hey, come on.
No, you wouldn't like me.

Just ask Zeus and Apollo.

Can you hurry up
just a little bit, please?

I'm in.

Nice doggies.
Wanna be friends?

This is nothing.

I was hunting up in Utah,
must've been '68, '69.

A pack of wild dogs
brought down a deer hunter.

His right leg was nearly
chewed off at the knee.

But that wasn't
the worst part.

Doc.
Huh?

Could we change
the subject?

Oh, yeah. Sure.

You're gonna have to stay
out of the water for a while.

Of course.

I don't want you to
get a staph infection.

I had a kid once who got
so infected his leg swelled up to the size of a ripe melon.

I had to take a probe,
you know, and...

Doc!
Huh?

Just a few more of these
and the worst will be over until tomorrow.

Tomorrow?

It won't really hurt
until then.

It hurts like hell now.

Wait until tomorrow.

I wasn't sure
of the sizes.

I'm just gonna wait outside.

Funny, isn't it,
how squeamish women can be about a few stitches?

You say
she shot both dogs?

Saved my life.

Doesn't seem the type.

According to the police,
the dogs attacked a couple

less than a mile from Diane's
earlier in the day.

The attack on us appeared
to be nothing more than

being in the wrong place
at the wrong time.

But something strange
was happening,

something I couldn't explain.

You handled that.38
like a pro today.

Father made us
take shooting lessons as we grew up.

I haven't fired
a gun in years.

I never really was
much of a marksman.

Deirdre was always
the crack shot.

Not today.

Well, to my latent talents.

Pardon?

Shooting the gun.

Oh.

Do you really think
that attack today was an accident?

Probably.

Maybe I am paranoid.

Look, no offense,
but kidnapped at five,

a father who makes you
take shooting lessons

and keep a daily diary
of suspicious persons.

Well, I'd say it'd be amazing
if you and your sister weren't paranoid.

Deirdre's not paranoid.

Tell me more about her.

What do you want
to know?

Well, have things been
happening to her?

I haven't spoken to Deirdre
since I left the hospital.

Is that usual?

We may be identical twins,
but we're not alike.

We never dressed alike,
thought alike

or felt alike.

Deirdre smokes, I don't.
She's left-handed, I'm right.

She's aggressive, outgoing.

Sexy.

Well, being sexy
isn't everything.

Well, not that
you're not sexy.

I mean, I personally
find you very sexy,

but not in
an overt way, just...

You sure know how to put
your foot in it like I do.

I told you.

Look,

I will read
your diary tonight

and I'll call you
in the morning.

Breakfast at the club?

I'd like that.

You know how to reach me
if you need me?

Yes.

Diane.

I knew you were
coming today.

What?

I woke up
in the middle of the night

feeling that someone important
was about to enter my life.

I think it's you.

I just had to tell you that.
Good night.

Rule number one
in the Private Investigator's Manual.

Never get involved
with female clients.

Rule number two.
Never break rule number one.

I was about to shatter both,
and to be honest, I couldn't have cared less.

Higgins, I'm in trouble.

Admitting one is
mentally disturbed

is the first step
toward recovery.

Good God, what happened?

I was attacked
by a pair of dogs.

Not the lads?

Not this time.

Hi, guys.

Does this have something to do
with your bizarre behavior at the club this afternoon?

Higgins, I knew
Diane was in trouble.

Diane?

Oh, I'm sorry.
She's a client.

Well, actually she's more
than just a client.

An old friend?

No, I just met her today.

Higgins, I woke up
this morning

sensing a woman was going to
dramatically affect my life,

and then I met Diane.

Forgive me, Magnum,
but you are always meeting women

who seem to dramatically
affect your life.

You apparently hold
some attraction for them that I can't quite fathom,

other than the obvious
primitive, animalistic...

Higgins, I ran
out of the club

because I suddenly felt
she was in danger.

So I drove to her house,
and there she was,

about to be attacked
by a couple of rottweilers.

Rotts can be bloody vicious.

I feel like
John Garfield, Higgins.

You know, in some kind
of '40s movie.

It's as if our lives
are to be intermeshed,

and there's nothing
I can do about it.

You're falling in love.

I just met her.

Well, it happens
that way sometimes if you're lucky.

I'll never forget
the day I met Elizabeth. Lady Ashley.

She's very pretty.

Yes, quite.

The regiment had been
posted to London that year,

and even though
I was only a corporal,

I had a magnificent jumper
named Wellington.

Sixteen hands high,
black as Manchester coal.

One morning I was
working him in Hyde Park

when a runaway mare
came charging out of Kensington Gardens.

I managed to stop her
by the reflecting pond.

You know, where the geese
usually gather.

No.

Well, it doesn't matter.

The point is that when
I reined in the mare and got my first look at Elizabeth,

I swear to you, Magnum,
that I knew that someday she'd be my wife.

Higgins, you're a romantic.

Yes, I suppose I am.

But so are you,

which is why
you shouldn't be shocked

that you're falling in love
with someone you've just met.

I am not in love with her,

but I'm afraid I could be.

Why is that so terrifying?

Something tells me
it'll end up like Michelle.

Ah.

Now we come
to the crux of it.

You're afraid of
falling in love with her

because someday
you might lose her.

One Michelle
in a lifetime is enough.

But what if Diane is
not another Michelle?

What if she is?

Magnum,
it's a terribly old cliché,

but it is better
to have loved and lost

than never to have
loved at all.

No, it's not.

I could always count on
Doc Ibold's medical opinions

being pretty close to
right on the nose.

Damn it.

It took me half an hour
just to make it to the tidal pool,

another half
before the saltwater began to ease the pain.

I know, I was supposed
to stay out of the water,

but I've always been
able to think clearly when swimming,

and right now, that was
more important to me than any risk of infection.

I had to decide if I was
going to walk away from Diane before it was too late,

before the curve of her neck

or the look in her eyes
hooked me.

And then I realized
it was already too late.

She'd stirred feelings
I thought were dead and gone forever.

There's only one thing
you can do when that happens.

T.C. ON HEADSET: Go for it.
That's my motto.

That's what chopper flying
is all about.

Getting down and dirty.

Or, in this case,
the water.

T.C.?
Yo.

Can you
take it up a bit?

Oh! Yeah. Sure.

View's better
from higher up anyway.

I didn't mean
to spoil your fun.

What fun?
I was terrified.

Sure you were.

I was. Flying that low
terrifies me. Right, T.C.?

Boy's a flying chicken.
Drop below 50 feet and he white-knuckles.

I've seen babies in diapers
and old ladies in bifocals less afraid than he is.

In fact, when we were
back in Vietnam,

we had to blindfold him
when we were going on the deck.

In fact,
one time outside of Da Nang when we were flying low...

T.C., I don't think
she's buying it.

Yes, she is.

Look.

How'd he get way out there?

T. C: Walked.

He's a fisherman.

He knows those coral paths
the same way a farmer knows the mountain trails.

I thought the locals
on this side of the island were all fishermen.

Nah.

See that road over there?

An old kahuna told me once
that that determines who or what you are.

He said that if you lived
on the makai or ocean side, you were a fisherman.

But if you were on
the mauka or mountain side, you were a farmer.

Your work, social status,
how you think and act

would all be determined
by which side of that road you lived on.

I sure wish we could all
have roads like that.

Why would you want one?

To know who I was
and what I had to do.

Thank you very much.

Yoo-hoo! Jonathan!

Good morning, Agatha.

What a wonderful idea.
Leis for the finalists.

Finalists?

In the piano competition,

honoring
Queen Victoria's birthday.

Today at 10:00.

Good Lord, Agatha,
it completely slipped my mind.

Are you feeling
quite all right?

Well, I suppose
I have been a bit absent-minded lately.

You see, I've made
a rather momentous decision.

Yes?

Agatha, I've reached
a point in my life where...

Well, let's face it,
I thought I was to die a confirmed bachelor.

I know.

But I won't.

I've concluded that love
only smiles on us once or twice in our lifetime,

and that we have to go
for the brass ring, so to speak.

Oh, Jonathan...

Agatha, I have
decided to marry.

I will!

What?

Oh, Jonathan,
you've made me so happy.

I must phone Mother
and tell the girls.

Jonathan, I love you.

Oh, my God.

Lady Ashley,
how delightful to see you.

Did you have
a pleasant flight?

No, no, no.

Too ordinary.

Lady Ashley, you look
positively smashing.

Especially for a woman
your age. Good God, no.

Lady Ashley,

even these orchids
pale beside your beauty.

Yes, quite good.
Agatha would approve.

Agatha.

How could she put me
in this position?

WOMAN ON P.A. SYSTEM:
Flight 119 from New York is now arriving at Gate 7.

The way she poured my tea,
it was quite disgraceful.

Yes, well,
I dare say the airlines

have as much difficulty
finding decent help today as we do, Lizzie.

One would think
an English girl would know better.

Yes. Quite.

Aloha. What, no lei?

Where's my New York
hot dog?

I guess
it's with my lei.

I hope you enjoyed
your flight.

Wouldn't want to be the bird
he's dating tonight.

Bye-bye. Thank you.

Bye.
Bye.

I don't think
I'll need the raincoat.

I hope Your Grace had
an enjoyable flight.

Yes, I'm sure you do.

Thank you.

God, the English can
be pompous asses.

Bye-bye.

Bye.
Bye.

Well, Jonathan?

Aren't you going
to say aloha

or some other quaint
island expression?

Of course.

Aloha.

Lady Agatha,
even these orchids pale beside your beauty.

Lady Agatha?

Pardon?

You called Her Grace
"Lady Agatha."

I know it's been rather
a long time, Jonathan,

but I had hoped
you'd recall my name.

But of course I do.

Who is Lady Agatha?

No one.

I mean,
of course she's someone, but not of importance.

It was just a silly
slip of the tongue.

Lady Agatha
isn't even a lady.

Well, of course
she is a lady, but not of the peerage.

She's just a friend.
An associate.

A fellow British subject
loyal to the Queen.

Well, I suppose out here
in the colonies

one must socialize
beneath one's station.

Excuse me,
but we haven't been properly introduced.

I'm so sorry, Jonathan.

I thought you knew
David Billingsworth.

An old friend.

How do you do?
How do you do?

And my solicitor.

Solicitor?

Here to draw up
the deed poll, old boy.

Whose deed poll?

Yours.

Ceding your title,
Lord Perth.

Why on earth
would I do that?

Well, surely, Jonathan,
you don't expect me to give up being

Duchess of Ashley
to become Lady Perth, do you?

You're only a lord.

Winnie was a duke.

Don't worry, Jonathan.

You'll simply become
Lord Higgins-Ashley.

Breathtaking!

Yeah.
I like flying off Waikiki at the end of the day.

Sure beats
the sunset cruises.

Cheaper, too.

I had a wonderful day.
Thank you, Thomas.

Well, rule number three
in the Private Investigator's handbook

is always see the client
has a nice day.

Oh.

Well, I didn't mean
this was all work.

Oh, no. I understand.

I just forgot for a moment
that you were doing a job.

Well, I wasn't
doing a job.

Well, I mean,
I was doing my job.

I mean... Well,
that doesn't mean I didn't enjoy it.

You know what I mean?

Well...

Thank you again
for a wonderful day,

for whatever the reason.

You're welcome.

Uh...

I didn't get a chance
to read your diary last night.

Okay.

But I'll read it tonight

and then I'll call you
in the morning.

Okay.

And maybe we could
discuss any questions I might have over breakfast.

That sounds fine.

Then, maybe we should
spend tomorrow together,

checking clues.

Checking clues?

Something like that.

Thomas, how much of today
was just doing your job?

None of it.

I hadn't realized it
until I left Diane,

but I was so sore
and exhausted,

I could barely drive home.

All I wanted to do was
drop my body into bed for eight hours,

but it wasn't to be.

Higgins.

What are you doing
sitting alone in the dark?

Magnum, I need
your advice.

My advice?

I hate to admit this,

but you are
a man of the world

when it comes
to understanding females.

Well, yeah.
I do have a certain

experience in the area.

What's the problem?

Everything.

It all began when Agatha
showed up at the estate this afternoon.

You told her
you were gonna marry the Prince Albert...

Lady Ashley.

Not exactly.

You didn't tell her?

I told her I decided
to marry and...

And?

Agatha thinks
I'm going to marry her.

Now, Higgins,
how could Agatha think such a thing?

Because she's
a bloody woman.

I told her
I'd decided to marry.

She said, "I will,"
and drove off before I could say another word.

What am I to do?

Well,

I think you're just gonna
have to tell her the truth.

I can't.

She was so happy.

Magnum, it will
break her heart.

Well, then I think
you have to marry Agatha and jilt the Lady Ashley.

Higgins, it was a joke.

She wants me
to give up my title

and become
Lord Higgins-Ashley.

You? A lord?

I'm already a lord, Magnum.

The Baron of Perth.

She wants me
to deed-poll my title

because the duke's title
is more prestigious in the peerage.

But I won't do it.

Your phone is ringing.

No, that can wait.

You're a lord?
How come you never told me?

I've had my reasons.

I'm the second son
of the Duke of Perth.

If you're a lord,
then how come you weren't an officer in the army?

One is a matter of birth.

The other is
a matter of choice.

Robin Masters' estate.

Just a moment.

It's Diane Dupres.

Diane?

Thomas,
I think I killed someone.

I'll check the back.

Diane?

It's me.

It's all right.

It's all right.
Come here. Come on.

It's all right.

It's over.

I turned after
closing the door,

and he was standing there.

And then

I can't remember.

Come on. Try.
What did he look like?

He was tall.
Not as tall as you.

He had a mustache,

or a beard.
I can't be sure.

Was he Hawaiian,
haole, Asian?

I don't know.

Did he hurt you?

No.

Do you remember
getting the gun?

No.

Firing it?

No, I can't remember.

I killed him, didn't I?

Look. Come on.

Whatever you did,

you did it
to defend yourself.

I can't find
any signs of blood, tracks or bullet holes.

However, I did find
these baggage stubs outside the door there.

Yours?

No. I came in
on another airline.

Well, perhaps the police
can use them to track the culprit down.

Must we notify the police?

Diane, somebody
broke in here and attacked you.

But I can't even remember
what he looked like.

Please, Thomas,
I don't want the publicity.

That's why
I came to you for help instead of the police.

I've been through this
since I was five.

The publicity just
brings out the crazies.

The letters,
begging me for money,

the dreams
foretelling my future,

the offers of matrimony.

Thomas, please don't make me
go through that,

especially when they won't
do anything that you can't.

She has a point.

We can't even prove
anyone broke in here tonight.

They'll simply file
the report away,

but the media will
play it up because of Miss Dupres' wealth.

I'm not gonna let you
stay here alone.

Then stay with me.

Well, it's almost 1:00
and I still have

things to do.

If you don't mind, Magnum,
I'll take Mr. Masters' Ferrari

and have one of the boys
drop it off in the morning.

That'd be fine, Higgins.

Miss Dupres, I'm quite sure
your shot did nothing more

than give the blighter
a well-deserved fright.

I hope not.

Yes.

Well, good night.

Good night, Mr. Higgins.

I'll walk you out.

She is frightfully attractive,
in a vulnerable sort of way.

I can see why
you're drawn to her.

Look, old boy,
I couldn't find a trace of forced entry

or any tracks
around the house.

Considering why
Diane hired you,

you think it possible
that she imagined all this?

I don't know.

You look a bit bashed in.

I suggest
a hot bath and toddy.

You don't look
so hot yourself.

I'm fine.

You're going to Agatha's,
aren't you?

It has to be done.

Look, maybe I could
talk to her for you.

That's very decent
of you, Magnum.

But as Winston Churchill said,

"A man must do
what a man must do."

That's funny, I thought
John Wayne said that.

If he did,
he got it from Winnie.

Good night, Magnum.

Good night, Higgins.

I couldn't shake
Higgins' suggestion

that there might not
have been an intruder,

that the whole episode
could have happened in Diane's mind.

It would explain why
I hadn't sensed anything

while we were kissing
at the front door.

I'd sensed Diane was coming,
that she was in trouble when the dogs attacked.

Why didn't I sense the danger
when her assailant was only a few feet from me?

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