All language subtitles for McCloud S04E03 A Cowboy in Paradise

♪ Tiny bubbles

♪ Tiny bubbles

[instrumental music]

Mrs. Hamilton, Chief Clifford
is locked up in jail,

and there's a lieutenant down
there that's stacking up

a very impressive
pile of evidence against him.

Whoever set you up knew
about you and Peggy Hamilton.

McCloud, you know,
we're still not really sure

that he doesn't belong there.

Oh, I've been a cop 20 years

cheap frames don't stick.

[tires screeching]

This is McCloud.

This is central dispatch,
go ahead, McCloud.

McCloud: Need some help,
in pursuit of a white Jaguar

heading toward
51st and Sixth Avenue.

[sirens wailing]

Man 1 on radio: Attention,
attention, all units,

73, 47, 85, 82, 61,

proceed to Sixth Avenue.

Sixth Av...

[crashing]

McCloud: Hello, Joe.
Joe: Hello, McCloud.

Joe: I think I'll let you
explain this one to the chief.

I won't need this.

Oh, I may wanna
take a look at this.

Yeah, this I will need.

Chief, you'll be away
less than a week.

You'll barely have time
to unpack.

The Rosetti trial is the most
important breakthrough

we've had on the mob
in over four years.

Now, if we blow this indictment,

it won't be because some bright,
defense lawyer

blew holes in my testimony.
I'm gonna be ready.

Well, if you feel
that strongly about it,

maybe you shouldn't
go away at all.

Are you kidding, Grover?

Don't you realize the
significance of this symposium?

Well, I know that practically
every important

police leader in the country
will be there .

I suppose they'll have a lot of
important things to talk about.

No, no, you missed the point
entirely.

The real significance of this
symposium is

that it gets me to Honolulu,
all expense paid...

in the dead of winter,
no smog,

no traffic and best of all...

- Hello, chief.
- Mornin'.

- Do you get my point, Grover?
- Yes, sir.

Well, I, uh...

I suppose that you
had a opportunity

to look over the report.

Yes, I read it. Better be
more careful next time.

Is that all that
you had to say?

Why, yes.
Was there something more?

- No.
- Well, let's get out of here.

- I've gotta catch a plane.
- A plane?

Yep.
Gentlemen, I'm off to paradise.

Grover, take over.

- Paradise?
- Honolulu.

Some sort of law enforcement
symposium.

Trying to work out ways
to improve our image.

Honolulu.
Hey, moonlight in Waikiki.

- That ain't bad duty, you know.
- Come back, down, McCloud.

It's moonlight in the Bronx
for you and me.

Oh, McCloud, letter for you,
from New Mexico.

Came a couple days ago.
You oughta get your own mailbox.

New Mexico?

[instrumental music]

Well, I'll be dipped.

Woman 1 on PA: Flight 847
to Honolulu, Hawaii

now boarding
at Satellite number eight.

Arriving passengers
Mr. and Mrs. Larson

white courtesy phone, please.

Mr. and Mrs. Larson,
white courtesy telephone.

Woman 1 on PA: Passengers for
flight 847 to Honolulu...

Your first trip to Honolulu,
Mr. Clifford?

No, but it's been
a lot of years.

[whirring]

I hope you enjoy your stay.

Believe me, there's not a cloud
on my horizon.

Hey!

- Hello, chief.
- Uh...

- You're up there, you're, uh...
- Yeah.

- First class section.
- Yeah, That's right.

- First class.
- What?

Can you imagine those boys
out there in Taos

sendin' me all the way
to this symposium, First Class?

Well, I guess we can shoot
the breeze later on.

We, we're gonna be there about
a whole week, ain't we?

Yeah, well,
I'll talk to you later.

Uh, more champagne, sir?

Leave the bottle.

[instrumental music]

[singing in foreign language]

[singing continues]

Whoo!

You must be Marshal McCloud
from New Mexico.

- Hey, right on.
- Aloha.

Lieutenant Kelani, Honolulu PD.
Welcome to Hawaii.

Did you happen to meet
a Chief Clifford on board?

- I'm right here.
- Lieutenant Kelani.

Honolulu PD.
Welcome to Hawaii.

- Thanks.
- Now, if there's any...

- Jet lag?
- No.

Actually you're seein' him
at his best.

- Here's your key, gentlemen.
- Thank you.

- Where's my key?
- That's it.

That's for both of you.

You mean, we're sharing a room?

I'm, sorry, sir, but, uh,

everyone in the conference
is sharing.

We're short of rooms.

Oh, and, uh, there's
a message for Mr. Clifford.

- Enjoy your stay, Mr. Clifford.
- It's too late for that.

- Cliff! Cliff!
- You're under arrest.

[laughing]

- Hello.
- Hey!

Uh, Dave Harmon, wasn't it?

It still is.
How are you, Cliff, huh?

- Good, good. How about Detroit?
- Ah, still making automobiles.

- Pittsburgh?
- Oh, survivin'.

I've, uh, I've lost track
of you, Dave.

- Oh, Cleveland.
- Hm.

- Who's the big fellow?
- Oh, that's just McCloud.

Hey, why don't you
get out of those clothes?

- Come on, you look like a cop.
- Yeah.

- We'll meet you in the lounge.
- Right.

Order me something
long and white.

[indistinct chatter]

Clifford: Well, I suppose
every state

and every big city must've sent

some kind of representative
to this symposium.

Yeah, I guess so. They're comin'
out of the woodwork.

You might've told me
you'd be one of the ones

coming out of the woodwork.

Well, I tried to. You was gone.

[telephone ringing]

Hello?

Speaking.

Oh, yes, yes.

Yes. When?

Well, fine, thank you.
I'll be there.

- McCloud.
- Yeah?

You know which bed you want,
chief?

Man, this is some
kind of a spread, isn't it?

You know, marshal,

I don't mean to suggest
that this town

is too small for the two of us,
but, uh,

I'll make a deal with you.

We'll divide the town in half.

Now if we see each other on the
street, we change directions.

If I spot you in a bar,
I don't come in,

and the same with you. Okay?

I get your message, chief.

Ah, nothing personal,
you understand.

Yeah.

I'll take the view bed.

[instrumental music]

[indistinct chatter]

[music continues]

[applauding]

- What're you having?
- Oh, uh, I don't know.

How about somethin' Hawaiian.

Ladies and gentlemen,
Mr. Hawaii, Al Moana!

[applauding]

Do me a favor, honey.
See that cowboy at the bar?

Keep him busy.

♪ Tiny bubbles

♪ Tiny bubbles

♪ In the wine

♪ In the wine

♪ Make me happy

♪ Make me happy

♪ Make me feel fine

♪ Make me feel fine

♪ Tiny bubbles

♪ Tiny bubbles

Enjoying yourself?

You betcha. Thank you.

Are you staying
for the second show?

Should I stay
for the second show?

I think so.

I'm staying for the second show,
I guess.

♪ Now here's
to the golden moon ♪

♪ Here's to the silver sea

♪ But mostly
here's a toast to all of you ♪♪

[instrumental music]

- Miss Kula?
- Sorry, I'm late.

Oh, there's no hurry.

Chief Clifford! Chief!

Oh, excuse me.

Chief Clifford! Cliff!

Oh!

You want to hear
the Hawaiian wedding song?

Audience: Yeah!

Alright,
we'll get it out of the way.

♪ This is

♪ This is the moment

♪ I've waited for

If there's anything
I can do to make your trip

more enjoyable, marshal...

Now that you mention it,
there is something

maybe that you could do.

♪ Soon bells will be ringing

[singing in foreign language]

You know, this, uh...

this may sound a mite unusual
to you,

but I wonder,
do you know where a fellow

could get his hands
on a good horse?

- A horse?
- Yeah, you know.

Giddy up! A ridin' horse. Hm?

I can do better
than a good riding horse.

I know where we can get
two good riding horses.

Hey, there you go.

- Hi.
- Sergeant Philbin.

What're you doing here?

Uh, Lower east Queens
$299 Hawaiian Holiday.

Seven islands
in three glorious days,

tips, meals, transportation
included.

Drinks are extra.

Hey, that looks great.
Wh-- what's that called?

Uh, that's, uh, I don't know.
What is it?

- Pineapple-Supreme.
- That's a pineapple supreme.

Oh, that's what it looks like.

Well, listen, uh, I, if I'm
butting in here, I-- I...

It's alright, Ms. Mara here
was just gonna

let me know where I could pick
up a couple good ridin' horses.

Really? Horses?

Gonna go riding
like in the moonlight?

Oh, that's a fabulous idea.

Well, I guess you two
know each other.

- I've gotta do a second show.
- Uh...

Oh, listen, uh...

She, uh, she didn't go
on my account, did she?

She got a second show, you know,

and she probably can't
ride a horse anyway.

- McCloud.
- Hm?

I ride.

♪ Don't look so sad

♪ I know it's over

♪ Life goes on

♪ And this whole world
keeps on turning ♪

[instrumental music]

- Would you like a drink?
- Oh, that'd be fine, thank you.

- You're not having one?
- Uh, no, thank you.

♪ Lay your head

♪ Upon my pillow

Ain't it pretty?

♪ Hold your warm
and tender body ♪

♪ Close to mine ♪

- Can I get you another?
- Oh, thank you.

[instrumental music]

- Seem hot in here to you?
- Uh...

Not particularly.

Well, I guess it's just
my New York blood.

Well, here's to, uh, paradise.

♪ And make believe you love me

♪ One more time

♪ For the good times

♪ For the good times

♪ You have a good time ♪

[applauding]

- McCloud?
- Uh-huh?

Maggie: Have you heard of the,
um, the new morality?

If I tell you something
really personal, McCloud,

could I trust you to keep it
really confidential?

McCloud: Uh-huh.

Maggie: I'm planning on having
an affair.

McCloud: Uh-huh.

Maggie: Is that all you're
gonna say?

Hey, come on, don't you
even wanna know why.

Maggie: Or who, or what, or--

McCloud: Unh-unh.

Oh, wait a minute.

[dramatic music]

Stay here!

[instrumental music]

Ho!

It's not a pretty sight, Maggie.

- Is she dead?
- Yeah.

Looks like somebody
beat her to death.

Oh, God. That poor little thing.

- Come on.
- Hey, wait a minute.

- I know her.
- I know.

- She's one of the dancers--
- No, I saw her.

No, no, I mean,
I-- I saw her earlier

with Chief Clifford.

- Where?
- It was just before I met you.

They were driving off
in a car together.

- You sure?
- Yeah.

I mean, I thought it was strange
at the time,

Chief Clifford being
married and all.

I thought it was just
very unexpected,

that's all.

What's that?

Looks like a piece off
one of those Hawaiian shirts.

- Blood on it.
- McCloud.

- I've seen that before too.
- Where?

Chief Clifford.

[sirens wailing]

[intense music]

You ever seen her before,
McCloud?

Yeah, she's one of the dancers.

She works with Al Moana
over at the hotel.

You know, dancing,
right, Maggie?

- You seen her there?
- Yeah. Right.

Strange time to be out riding,
isn't it?

Well, sunup's the greatest time
in the world to ride.

Yeah, well, not for us.

Your horses have wiped out
all the tracks over here.

- What tracks?
- We had anonymous phone call.

Said there were two bodies
on the beach

a man and a woman. I wonder
what happened to the man?

I don't know. He must've
hightailed it out of here.

- You didn't see anything?
- No.

- Ms. Philbin?
- No.

Okay, I want you two
downtown for a statement.

- I just gave you a statement.
- Legal statement

Signed and notarized,
you know the form.

- Yeah, I know the form.
- I'll drive you.

Hey, lieutenant, uh,

you know, uh,
we've been up all night

and we can't just leave
the horses standin' here.

I wonder if it'd be okay
if we rode them back,

then came on down later?

- 10 o'clock?
- Ten's fine.

- Alright.
- Thank you, lieutenant.

[instrumental music]

I just hope when we get back
to the hotel,

we find Chief Clifford
tucked away in bed.

Yeah, me too.

Great! What do we do now?

Well, I guess we go
look for him.

Oh, I-- I can't. Listen.

I really don't have the time.
I'll tell you what.

You go looking for him, I'll go
back to my hotel and pack,

and I'll meet you at police
Headquarters at 10 o'clock--

Well, now wait a minute.
Now, wait a minute, Maggie.

It's gonna be a lot easier
to find him

if there's two of us
lookin' for him.

I don't know what to do.
I really don't.

I mean, I have a plane to catch,
I have to pack...

I'll tell you what,
you help me find the chief

and I will personally see to it

that you get to the airport
on time.

[indistinct chatter]

[instrumental music]

Mrs. Hamilton, please.

Oh, Peggy? This is Peter.

Peter Clifford.

Yes, it certainly has.

Uh, Peggy,
I've got to talk to you.

Is there any place we can meet?

No, it might not be too good
here, either.

What about that, uh, park
on top of the mountain?

Still there?

Sooner the better.

Fine.

[instrumental music]

[sighs]

McCloud.

McCloud, I mean,
that's conclusive evidence.

Maggie,
we don't have to be downtown

for a couple of hours yet.

Excuse me, sir, have you seen
Chief Clifford this mornin'?

Yes, sir, about ten minutes ago.

Comin' or goin'?

- Going out.
- Thank you.

- Are you registered here, Miss?
- What?

- Are you registered here?
- No.

- I see.
- No, you don't.

[instrumental music]

- Hi.
- Peter.

This was probably a mistake.

I know.

You remember what happened
that last time?

Well, you haven't changed.

Yes, I have.

I read about you coming
to the island in the newspaper.

Well, he's,
uh, he's about so tall.

In his mid-forties, kinda got
a-- a gravel voice.

Uh, looks like Dick Tracy.

Oh, yeah. I seen him.
He took a cab.

You know where the cab took him?

Well, it was a radio cab.

You could probably ask
one of the other drivers

they'll call in for you.

Over there.

I didn't call you.

Who left a message then?

I didn't do that either.

Well, somebody did.

Peter, it wasn't me.

I may have wanted
to more than you could know.

Well, you know Edgar.

Oh, yes, Edgar. How is Edgar?

Still making money?

He doesn't need
to make any more.

- Now he's making an image.
- Oh.

He's gonna run for the Senate.

He just might make it

if he's learned to control
that temper.

He has, in public at least.

The point is, I can't hurt him
or his chances

by seeing you again.

Now, you know
I'd never ask you to do that.

You said you got a message and,
and you thought it came from me?

Or else someone using your name.

Tell me, who else
knows about us?

Uh, should I say knew about us?

It's been so many years.

There's really only Edgar.

I see.

[instrumental music]

Peter, what is it?

Well, it's, uh...

It's nothing for you
to worry about.

You and Edgar won't be involved,
I can promise you that.

You make it sound so aw...

Peter, go, now!

Better come with us,
Mrs. Hamilton.

The lady's busy.

[grunting]

Next time you wanna play games,

go find yourself a lady
on the docks.

[instrumental music]

Let me, go!

Peter!

Chief!

Follow that car!

Maggie: Why should I follow that
car? I have a plane to catch.

Chief, are you alright?

No, no, I'm not alright.

Who were they?

[groaning]

- Huh?
- How did you happen along?

Well, I was looking for you.
Who were they?

Looking for me? Why?

Chief, I found a dead girl
on the beach this morning.

Sergeant Philbin said that she
saw you with her last night.

I'm in no shape
to discuss it now.

Wha-- what's
Sergeant Philbin doing here?

Well, she just happened
to be over here on vacation.

The point is that I've got to go
downtown and make a statement.

Now I'd feel a lot better
about it if you were along

with me just to fill
in some of the holes.

I'm not in any shape
to make any statement.

I wish I could fill in
some of the holes.

Well, we'll talk about it
on our way downtown.

[grunting]

Alright?

I'm not going
to any police station

looking like this.

I'll meet you there.

Well, why don't I just
tag along with you

seein' as how we're both goin'
in the same direction.

No, McCloud.
I've got some thinking to do.

I'll meet you there.

Gotta be there
at 10 o'clock, chief.

I'd appreciate if you'd get
there as soon as you can.

We are a patient people,
we Hawaiians

but th-- this is ridiculous.

Yeah, well, I guess I'm, uh...

You know tryin' to choose
my words mite too carefully.

[buzzing]

Kelani. Yeah, sergeant.

Where?

That's interesting.
The village, huh?

Alright, I'll be right over.

Alright, I want that statement
right now.

You give it to my girl
outside the office.

And, McCloud,
this call was about this case.

Now, I think I got
a breakthrough,

so whatever you put
on that sheet of paper

better be the truth,

or you're gonna be in this
up to your funny hat.

Make sure you get
that statement.

Think Lieutenant Kelani
wants this statement.

Tell him I'll be in touch.

[instrumental music]

Are you sure about this, Al?

I wouldn't say it if I wasn't.

When Kate didn't show up
this morning,

the girls were worried.

They told me she had a date
last night with a guy.

They saw him go out with her.

I'm checking with the parking
lot attendant right now,

and if he confirms this,
I think we've got a case.

Lieutenant, my girls don't know
about Kate being dead.

I'd appreciate it very much if
you'd let me tell them myself.

- It's gonna be a shock.
- Sure, Al.

- Grandma, are you happy? Yes?
- Yes.

Alright, grandma,
you come with me.

You're gonna do the hula.

Okay?

Al: You're supposed to say no,
grandma.

Stand behind me, honey.
Stand behind me.

Put your hands on my hip.

My hip little lower than that,
grandma.

Underneath my coat
on my hip, grandma.

Don't fool around under there.

[audience laughing]

Al: Alright, girls, we'll take
two... Wait a minute, girls.

Keep still. We take two steps
to the left.

This is not the Hawaiian
Rockettes, alright?

Two steps to the left,
two steps to the right.

Small steps, girls,
we're not going for distance.

Give a nice hand
for the grandma's, everybody.

Grandpa, take her home,
she's pretty.

[indistinct chatter]

Ms. Mara, can I see you
a minute?

Lot of excitement around here
today, isn't there?

Not when you've done a show
a thousand times.

- I'm talkin' about the police.
- What police?

- Just left.
- I didn't see them.

You, uh, you work
with Miss Kula, don't you?

Kate? Yeah. Why?

Is she in some sort of trouble?

Yeah, I guess
you could say that.

- You got her address?
- I should. She lives with me.

But she didn't come home
last night.

Listen, you may be a cop,
but you're not a local cop.

What is all this?

Well, I'm afraid
it could be serious.

You mean you-- you weren't
worried

when she didn't come home
all last night?

Kate's a big girl.
She knows what she's doing.

Besides, last night
she was out with a cop!

- Huh!
- Mara, come on.

- We're late.
- I've gotta go now.

[instrumental music]

Hey, mister.

No hustling the chicks.
We're already short one girl.

Yeah. I know.
That's why I'm here.

Do you know of anything
that could be of help to me?

I already told the cops
everything I know.

- That was official.
- Now wait a minute.

What, uh, what'd you tell 'em?

That we're here to entertain
the guests,

not to get murdered by them.

You sure it was a guest?

- The cops are.
- How's that?

He was seen with Kate
just before she was killed.

He was a cop.

McCloud, it's painfully obvious.
I'm being framed.

By who? Why?

- Chief?
- I heard you.

And the question
has occurred to me.

How about the answer?

Well, that, uh,
I'm working on.

If you don't mind my telling
you, what you're working on

is a long term in prison.

No, no,
I've been a cop 20 years.

- Cheap frames don't stick.
- Cheap frames?

Chief, have you taken
a good look at this one?

You know, this isn't
five and dime.

First off all
there's the victim,

and she was last seen
leaving the hotel with you.

And one of the girls that she
works with one of the dancers,

said that she,
she knew about your date.

Date? That wasn't a date.

- Well, what was it?
- Uh... an arrangement.

That's better, an arrangement.

It wasn't that kind
of arrangement.

- Well, what kind was it?
- You ask too many questions.

These are Lieutenant Kelani's
questions.

I haven't even gotten to mine.

What else has he got?

You were picked up
on the way to the airport.

I was picked up on the road
that leads to the airport

and a lot of other places.

Chief, you had a reservation
on a plane

that leaves this afternoon
for New York City.

Anybody can make a reservation

anytime in anybody's name.

[sighs]

Chief...

would you put yourself
in Lieutenant Kelani's place,

add up the evidence
that he's gathered,

and then examine the gaps
in your own story and tell me

what kind of a case
that he's got?

Alright, you've made your point.

And there's still
no way you can help me.

Well, of course there is.

Who was the woman
you were with in the park?

That has nothing to do with it.

Well, why don't you let me
be the judge of that?

Judge! Do you know
who you're talking to?

Yeah, I'm talking to somebody
who's tryin'

to get himself hanged.

Well, if I am...
it's my business.

Boy, you are the most
aggravating man.

Why did you go out with her?
You didn't even know her.

- No, I didn't.
- She the one that telephoned?

Maybe.

She have some kind of a message?

McCloud, will you do me a favor?

- That's what I'm trying to do.
- Forget it.

That's an order.

Kelani: We've got four separate
eye witness reports.

Now, Clifford was seen
getting into the car

with the girl last night.

He doesn't deny it.

Kapiolani Motel ledger.

Now, they signed in at 10:30
as Mr. and Mrs. Johnson.

Then, according to his
statement, they had a drink

then they watched television.

The next thing
he says he remembers

is waking up on the beach,

stinking of booze,

and she was there
beside him, dead.

Now, he didn't wanna be
discovered

until he could pull himself
together.

So he ran off.

That's what he says.

- You don't believe him?
- Oh, McCloud, come on.

Now, who goes to a motel with
a sexy lady to watch television?

Well, beats watchin' it alone.

'Course, if they did go there
just to catch the late show,

that still doesn't
add up to murder.

Well, it doesn't add up
to an innocent man

telling the truth either.

Well, lieutenant, I can't blame
you for what you're thinkin'.

You know, if I didn't
believe in the man,

I'd be on your side too.

You are on my side.

Now, we've got an island
full of cops here

tryin' to improve our image and
something like this turns up.

Now, what am I supposed to do?

Well, if I were you I'd sure
keep it out of the newspapers.

Yeah, well, that's been arranged
temporarily.

Good. Makes my job a lot easier.

- What job?
- Find out who killed the girl.

McCloud, over here
you've got no jurisdiction.

Not only that, you've already
implicated yourself

by withholding vital evidence.

What evidence?

A piece of shirt
was apparently picked up

at the scene of the crime.
By you.

Now don't bother denying it.

And I'm gonna pretend
this never happened

because I want your cooperation

on keeping the lid
on this thing.

But if you obstruct justice
from here on out,

or get into any kind
of trouble down to

and including the ruffling
of a palm leaf,

I'll make things so hot for you

you'll think you're
in a volcano.

Hey. Make me feel right at home.

Key.

Thank you.

Hey, what's this we hear,
McCloud?

- Well, you tell me.
- Oh.

We heard Cliff's
in some sort of trouble.

Where did you hear that?

[chuckles] Don't get cute
with us.

My God, we, we all outrank you.

Well, that's quite some
jurisdiction.

Over here, we're all braves,
ain't no chiefs.

[chuckles]

Suspicion of murder.

We know your buddy Cliff
has already been picked up.

Well, Lieutenant Kelani's
gonna be unhappy to hear that.

Supposed to be
a lid on the case.

Well, we just wanna see
if we can help.

I guess he could use that.

Harmon: I don't believe it.
Davis: Me neither.

Harmon: So what are we gonna do
about it?

Davis: Well, what say we get
down to headquarters?

Well, Lieutenant Kelani's
not gonna welcome that.

He thinks he's got the case
all tied up.

Well, then we'll
untie it for him.

Look, he should be so grateful,

he ought to be fallin' over
backwards.

Do you know in Cleveland,
Ohio, we get

the greatest number
of solved homicide cases

in the entire country?

That's because you've got

the most homicides
in the country.

[laughs] Come on, Pittsburgh
ain't no bed of roses, you know.

Hey, gents,
we're in Honolulu now

and this is
Lieutenant Kelani's case,

and I don't think he's going
to take too kindly

to somebody taking it
away from him.

We're not tryin' to take it
away from him, Mac.

We're only tryin' to help him.

All three of us know more
about homicide

than the entire police force
of Honolulu, Hawaii,

and if we can't come up
with the killer,

there's gotta be
a good reason why.

What's that?

Lieutenant Kelani's
already got him.

Well, see you later, cowboy.

Oh, yeah, Mac, uh, uh,
grab the tab, will ya?

I'll take care of ya later.

[laughing] Adios, amigo.

Maggie! Over here.

- Ah!
- Where have you been?

[sighs] Where have I been?

I've been followin' that car
like you told me

and then I was down
at headquarters.

Yeah?

And I think you're in
a lot of trouble.

I'm in trouble?

Apparently our two statements
didn't match up.

I didn't make a statement.

Well, then I'm in
a lot of trouble,

'cause I did.

And I...

Oh, I sorta mentioned
that torn piece of clothing

that you withheld
from the police.

I don't know, I'm sorry.
It just seemed to slip out.

I know I did a bad thing.
I'm sorry I did bad.

Did anything else just kinda
sorta slip out?

No.

So would you like to know
who the lady was

you had me following?

Did you tell the police
about her, too?

No, I have it right here.

Her name is Mrs. Edgar Hamilton.

Evidently, her husband is
a very big man around here.

Edgar Hamilton?

Well, why would the chief
want to see her?

Or maybe it had something
to do with her husband.

[laughs]
Believe me, McCloud.

I don't think it had anything
to do with her husband.

So where did you follow her to?

- To her house.
- Well, show me.

Oh, come on, McCloud, not now.
You made me miss Maui.

I just barely have an hour
to get back to my room

to pack for that seafood
surprise on Lanai.

Maggie,
let me ask you something.

Do you actually think
that you could enjoy

stuffing yourself on Lanai

knowing that Chief Clifford is
sitting in jail depending on us?

McCloud, you know,
we're still not really sure

that he doesn't belong there.

Do you believe that?

- Don't you?
- No.

And if you are the kind of
a police woman

that I think you are,
you'll help me gather the facts.

And I'll guarantee you
that you'll still

have time to catch your plane.

I know, and you'll see
to it personally.

Let's go.

- That's the one.
- Looks...

Looks like a nice spread.

[chuckles]

You know, McCloud,
if it weren't for you,

someone might be saying that
about me right now.

[laughing] Okay, Maggie,
take off. Thank you.

I don't believe it, I'm not even
gonna ask you if you're sure.

Have a good time, Maggie.

I hope you get your man,
McCloud.

Same to you.

Yes, sir?

I'd like to see Mrs. Hamilton,
please.

Mrs. Hamilton is not in.

Oh! Well, that's okay,
I'll wait, I got a lot of time.

Sir, I'm sorry--

I said that I would wait.

I don't think you understood
what Don told you.

Mister and Mrs. Hamilton
aren't home.

No, I understood what he said,
I just said that I'd wait.

There's no point in waiting,
she's not expected back.

Why didn't you
tell me that, partner?

I wouldn't have
caused you so much trouble.

[chuckles]
Thanks a lot.

[intense music]

[music continues]

Where's the house?

It's an old white house
up the road,

behind those trees.

Well, let's go.

You sure you wanna go in there?

- Why not?
- Private property.

The Hamiltons
like their privacy.

Yeah, well, you just take me
as far as you feel comfortable

and I'll walk
the rest of the way.

Well, I guess this is as far
as you feel comfortable.

How much?

Eight fifty.

Eight... Keep it.

[engine revs]

[instrumental music]

Hey, cowboy!
Don't go any further.

How's anybody to know
I'm here if I don't?

They don't want to know
you're here.

So suppose you get back
in your car

and get back
the way you came from.

- Don't poke.
- Just get out of here.

[groans]

[dramatic music]

So why don't you just tell
Mrs. Hamilton I'm here

before I accidentally
break your arm.

That won't be necessary.

That's all, boys.

You're a very resourceful man,
mister, uh...

McCloud. Sam McCloud.

Mr. McCloud, it's rare
that unwelcome visitors

get to see me so easily.

Well, I didn't come to see you.

I came to see your wife
and I didn't realize

until now that I was unwelcome.

Surely, that scene in the park
should've given you some indi...

That's not the guy, boss.

Oh, it wasn't you my men
discouraged.

No, sir, it wasn't.

That's why I wanted
to see your wife.

He was a friend of mine
and he's in trouble.

If he tries to see my wife
again, he'll be in more trouble.

I don't see how that's possible,
he's in jail on a murder charge.

What has this to do
with my wife?

Well, maybe you could tell me,
now that she's unavailable.

No. I don't even know
who your friend is.

Your wife did.

I doubt that.

His name is Peter Clifford.

Peter Clifford.

Mr. McCloud, I...

I didn't know the man involved
was Peter Clifford.

If I had, I might've ordered my
men to beat him more severely.

You got a grudge
against the chief?

Oh, you could say that,
but it's old.

And I thought it was buried.

Well, it seems you were wrong.

Yes, Mr. McCloud,
it would seem that way.

You're still not gonna let me
talk to Mrs. Hamilton?

No, I'm not.

Any event, she's already
left the island.

She left in an awful hurry.

Good day, Mr. McCloud.

Peterson.

[chuckles]

Well, I can take a hint,
Mr. Hamilton.

A brick wall doesn't have
to fall on me.

Sam! What happened?
You look--

Hey, I thought you were
supposed

to be on the garden island
by now.

Oh, it's, it's a precision
schedule, McCloud.

That's the only way you can get
seven islands

into three fun-filled days.

I missed the plane.

Well, what happened, I mean--

Oh, it's nothing.
It's alright.

Does it hurt or anything
like that?

- No.
- Are you okay?

- Maggie, I'm okay, okay?
- You sure?

- Yeah.
- You sure?

- Okay, I'll see ya.
- Hey, uh...

- Hey, Maggie, uh--
- Yeah?

Listen, are you doing
anything right now?

Yes. Now, don't do this to me.
Come on.

I just took my emergency reserve
fund and I bought a ticket

on my own for that Rainbow
Catamaran Floating Luau.

Hey, that sounds romantic,
doesn't it?

It does sound romantic,
doesn't it?

I mean, New York girl
on a floating Luau--

What time does the cruise leave?

5 o'clock. Why?

Well, Maggie, I just wondered
if you would ask around

and find out where
Mrs. Edgar Hamilton

spends her time when she's not

at the big house
and not at the plantation.

Oh, McCloud!
Please don't do this to me.

Please. I saved two years
for this vacation.

I wouldn't ask you
if it wasn't important.

It's important to the chief,
Maggie.

I'll tell you what I'll do,
okay?

I'll find out what I can and
I'll leave the information

in your box, is that okay?
Just say it's okay.

- Is that okay?
- Hey, you're a prize.

Appreciate it.

Mr. McCloud, I was supposed
to give you this message.

Davis: Okay, here it is so far,
huh.

Pros on this side.
Cons on this.

If you figure you can
contribute anything,

chime in, Mac,
otherwise dummy up, huh?

[chuckles] Sayin' 'cause,
you know we're all experts.

Who knows? You might even
learn something.

We'll uh, we'll start
with the cons.

Those things that look bad
for Cliff, huh?

Why don't we start
with the pros?

Alright. What's first?

Character. We know
he couldn't have done it.

No, we don't know
he couldn't have done it.

Come on. Peter Clifford?

Yeah, Peter Clifford.

Alright, how long have you
known him, huh?

What? Five years? 10 years?

Mm. Seven.

- You Davis?
- Six, thereabout.

Yeah. For me, it's been about...
Mm, three years.

What I'm trying to say is,
we don't really know him.

He could've changed.
It's been a long time.

I sure know him.

Mac, please, huh?
Don't interrupt.

We're not interested
in that kinda...

Okay, let's, uh, let's get on
with the cons here.

Alright.

He was seen leaving
with the girl, huh.

Harmon: No alibi.

B-I. I-B-I.

There's scratches.

Davis: What else?
- Left the scene of the crime.

As soon as he'd
got himself together,

he was going to
turn himself in.

[scoffs]
But he didn't.

Mac, he was picked up.

His timing was off.

We only have your word for that.

And I got it from him.

And that's where it's at,
isn't it?

If we don't believe him,
what are we doin' here?

Okay. It isa fact. He was gonna
turn himself in, huh.

Well, so why don't you put that
on the other side

of the column there, on the
other side of the blackboard

to kinda balance it up
a little bit?

- He was gonna turn himself in.
- Hm.

[telephone rings]

Hello.

Mac who?

[chuckles]
That's for you, Mac.

Hello.

Is that right?

It's good. Good.
Good girl.

Well, gents, I'll see ya.

Hey, hey, hey!
This is important, McCloud.

Well, I can see how
it could be for some,

but not for me, I'm not much
for columns on a blackboard.

You know, he's right.

In Detroit, we use slides.

Yeah, what, uh...

What are you for, Mac?

Well, right now,
I'm for a boat ride.

You sure you don't wanna hang
with me for a while?

[laughs]

I don't believe you!

You know I've got 30 minutes
to catch a boat

and if this weren't on the way,
you know

I wouldn't be doing this now.

Have fun!

Hey, there!

Wanna go fishing?

Well, not right now.

Fishing's good.

Well, later maybe. Right now,
I'd like a little information.

Fishing will be cheaper.

I'd like to know which one's
the Hamilton yacht.

Cost you $10.

- How about five?
- Five will get you an answer.

Ten'll get you the truth.

[laughs] Well...

[chuckling]

Can't very well argue with that.

You drive a hard bargain.
Here you go.

She's not here.
Put out this morning.

Was Mrs. Hamilton aboard?

- She was.
- Which way did they go?

Out there.

How can I find out
where they're headin'?

You can try asking me.

Five dollars?

Ten.

They drop anchor
three miles off shore.

Just around the point.

How long's it gonna take
to get out there?

That depends. Most people,
it would take 10 to 20 minutes.

For you, it'd take
two to three hours.

How's that?

Well, most people would
rent a speed boat.

But you're gonna have to swim.

Mr. Hamilton, he says,

if anybody on these docks
was to rent you a boat,

they would be in big trouble.

In as much as he owns
the docks, mister,

there ain't nobody gonna
rent you nothing.

He also said that if you were
to come around,

I was to call him on the phone

and he's send some fellas round

to chase you off.

Cost you another 10
for me not to do it.

Well, I'll tell you, old timer.

Why don't you call up
Mr. Hamilton

and tell him
that he owes you $20?

[intense music]

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

[music continues]

Thanks, fellas!
Wait for me.

Uh...

Mrs. Hamilton here?

Well, I'll... I'll put it
to you another way.

I'd like to speak
to Mrs. Hamilton.

Welcome aboard, cowboy.

Hey, you also drive this boat?

I must say you're persistent.

Yeah, that's my middle name.
Persistent.

[chuckles]
How's your hand?

It hurts, like you're going to
in a few minutes.

You're gonna regret you didn't
do this to the other hand.

[chuckles]
I already do.

Peggy: Let him go.

Mr. Hamilton said
to get him off of here.

Peggy: I said, "Let him go."

I'll take the responsibility.

Let him go.

Thank you.

Partner.

Wait here.

You know, uh...

[chuckles] You're a very
difficult woman

to get to see, Mrs. Hamilton.

I told Carter to let you go,
Mr. McCloud,

because I don't like
to see a man beaten.

But as far as anything else
is concerned,

I'm not going to answer
your questions.

Well, I don't recollect
asking any yet.

- No, but you're going to.
- Oh, yes, ma'am.

I have to admit to that.

If I don't get some answers,

there's no way that I can help
Chief Clifford.

How is he?

Not as well as could be expected
for an innocent man

locked up in jail, especially
after the beatin' he took.

That was none of my doing.

Why did you and he meet
this morning?

It was a mistake, Mr. McCloud.

I told him...

Well, it was a mistake.
That's all I can tell you.

Well, you know, Mrs. Hamilton,
questions are gonna be asked.

If I don't get the answers, I...

I'm just gonna have
to make up my own.

Why did he meet with you
this morning?

Was it because he felt
you could help him

with some trouble
that he was in?

Why would he think that?

Well, it's my guess that
it was you he was gonna meet

when he left the hotel last
night with a dead girl.

I told him I didn't call.

Well, then whoever it was

knew that the mention
of your name

would get him out there
on the beach, right?

Oh, please.

Mrs. Hamilton, Chief Clifford
is locked up in jail.

And there's a lieutenant
down there

that's stackin' up
a very impressive

pile of evidence against him.

Now I know that he was framed.

And I'm gonna tell you
somethin'.

I'm gonna find out
who's behind it.

I want you to.
You've got to believe that.

Well, then help me.

Who knew about you
and Chief Clifford?

That was 28 years ago.

Nobody knew, except--

Except you and your husband.

Who ain't exactly a big fan
of Chief Clifford's.

Okay, cowboy.
This is where you get off.

I called Mr. Hamilton's ship
to shore, ma'am.

And he said to get
the cowboy off the boat.

- No matter what you said.
- I'm sorry, Mr. McCloud.

I'm afraid you're
on the wrong track.

My husband might go a long way
to protect his name and privacy

but not all the way to murder.

Well, you know,
maybe somebody just went

a little bit farther
than your husband intended.

I'll be talking to you, ma'am.

Don't count on it.

[instrumental music]

Man 1: Have a nice trip, cowboy.

[chuckles]

I paid them off for you.

Well, that's right
neighborly of you.

- What if I can't swim?
- Then you drown.

[water splashes]

[laughing]
Aloha!

[dramatic music]

Maggie: It's real pretty,
isn't it?

I really... I just love big
bodies of water, you know?

- Fantastic.
- Yeah, it's really...

Nice.

Man 1: Man overboard!

Wait a minute.
Somebody's overboard.

Okay, well, I'll...
Um...

Oh! McCloud.

- Maggie!
- I can't believe it.

This man follows me
everywhere I go.

Oh, Maggie, you're a sight
for sore eyes.

You're the best piece of luck
that I've had all day.

What happened to you?

Why do these things keep
happening to you?

- Look at you, you're all wet.
- Oh, don't worry about it...

It's nothing, right now
we got work to do.

We? Oh, come on, McCloud.
I can't do any work now.

No, no, now wait a minute,
Maggie.

Okay? Just go away.

Look, look, I got
a very good thing going.

Is he bothering you, Maggie?

- Um, no, uh--
- Is he bothering you?

No, uh, not in a way
that you think.

- What happened to Robert?
- What?

Robert. Did you forget about
Robert?

Did he stay in the room?

Uh, excuse me,
I've got some work to do.

- Don't worry about it--
- McCloud!

I tell you, there's bigger and
better fish in the pond, Maggie.

You are really something.

Now you see that yacht?

What do you want me
to do with it?

That is about
the most ridiculous,

far fetched idea
I ever heard.

Well, whoever set you up knew

about you and Peggy Hamilton.

Now, that narrows the field
considerably.

You're barking up
the wrong tree, McCloud.

Well, maybe. Maybe not.

But I still don't want you
hanging any of this

on the Hamiltons.

There's only one person
around here

doin' any hangin', chief,
that's you.

You're hangin' yourself.

Uh, this is McCloud in room,
uh, 637.

Have I got any messages?

Are you sure?

Mahalo.

[telephone rings]

- McCloud.
- Hi, it's me.

Listen, they just pulled up
the anchor about 20 minutes ago.

Twenty minutes ago?
Why didn't you call me sooner?

Sooner? Why didn't
I call you sooner?

This isn't New York, I mean

they don't have telephone booths
on every street corner.

In fact, they don't even have
street corners.

- Which way were they headin'?
- Well, they're...

They're comin'. They're coming
back toward the docks.

- Now can I please quit?
- Stay with it, Maggie.

- McCloud!
- I'll be right there.

McCloud!

This is just a very bad dream
I'm having. That's all.

It's just a very bad dream
and when I wake up,

I will have had
a wonderful vacation.

Okay, the boat
has just pulled in now

and she's getting off.

Okay, Maggie,
I'll take over from here.

Aw, now you sure there isn't
something more I can do?

After all, when you love
your work the way I do...

There is one last island you
could still ruin for me

if you want to, McCloud.

Maggie, it's not for me,
it's for the chief.

And he's gonna be very grateful

when he finds out
what you've done.

McCloud, it's what
I haven't done

that I want brought
to his attention.

Gotta go, Maggie.
Enjoy the last island.

[engine revs]

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

No. Not now. I have to find out
something first.

- What?
- Peter Clifford.

What about Peter?

You knew Kate Kula, didn't you?

Of course, I knew Kate.

She was one of the girls
in my show.

Did you ever tell her
about Peter and me?

Tell her what?

That we were going to be married
a long time ago?

I'd forgotten about that.

Nobody knew about it except
Edgar and me.

And you.

You're the only person
I ever told.

What do I care what happened
28 years ago?

What's that got to do with me?

Mm, I'm sorry, Al.
I didn't mean to accuse you.

You're the best thing
that ever happened to me.

I feel the same way.

No. Not now.

I'd love to stay,
you know I would.

But Edgar will have heard
we've docked by now,

and I've got to get home.

You never used to worry
about that before.

There's too much going on now.

I'll let myself out. Aloha.

Give me a ring
when everything blows over.

Now what would you have done
if she decided

to succumb to your charms?

I would've done
what was expected of me.

With me hiding in there?

[engine revs]

- I've gotta go.
- Hm, it's not my day today.

Everybody's in a hurry.

In the islands everything's
supposed to be slow.

Slow.

Sorry to intrude, uh...

I knocked, but you was
kinda busy, I guess.

- McCloud, isn't it?
- Hey, yeah! That's right!

Right on. Good memory.

Well, uh, in my show,
everybody's, uh, close.

[chuckling] Yeah, yeah,
ladies comin' and goin'

like flies around
a prized steer.

I suppose, uh, there's a
compliment in there somewhere.

Hey, uh, wasn't that, uh,

Peggy Hamilton that I saw just
leaving a while back?

Well, you know how it is.

Well, I've got a kind of an idea

but why don't you tell me
anyway?

- Want a drink?
- No, thanks.

No, go ahead if you
feel the need.

Al: Well, Mrs. Hamilton
is a fan of mine.

McCloud: Oh! How about
her husband?

He a fan, too?

Al: I don't know.
I never met him.

McCloud: Well, take a tip
from me and don't.

Plays a little rough.

I understand you got
into a little trouble.

Where'd you hear that?

Mm, like I said, this is
a very closed community.

[scoffs] Well, with close
connections like that,

you probably know everything
that goes on around here.

What do you want?

I want the guy
that killed Kate Kula.

I thought
he'd been found already.

Lot of people think that.

- But not you.
- No.

Like you know your islanders,
I know Chief Clifford.

Well, we take care
of our own here.

Sure, the girls go out
with the tourists,

but that's part
of our island industry.

If they get in trouble because
of it, we stick together.

What you're tellin' me is
that you're not gonna help.

I can't, I'm sorry.

Yeah, so am I.

Al...

I'm leaving.

How are you gonna
get back to town, honey?

I'll be glad to take her back.

Give you a lift?

Thank you, that's very nice,
but I, uh...

No, it's no trouble at all.

I'd like to ask you
some questions, too.

- I'll meet you in the car.
- Thank you.

She's an islander, too, McCloud.

I don't think you're gonna
get anything out of her.

Maybe, but sometime,
somewhere down the line,

somebody's gonna open up.

See you.

I don't understand it.

He could have his pick
of practically

any girl on the island.

And then he picks on someone
whose husband can break him

professionally and physically.

Yeah, it does.
Sound like it's a mite foolish.

Al Moana doesn't strike me
of being a foolish type.

Hey, McCloud,
we've been looking for you.

- Yeah?
- Harmon found out something.

I'm glad somebody did.

- Well, it ain't good.
- What is it?

Well, I remember Clifford
saying he had, uh,

you know, tour of duty here
during the war in the Navy,

so I uh, checked up some
of the old records,

see what I could find out.

- What did you find?
- Huh! He was here alright.

Court Martial.
Pulled 90 days in the brig.

[chuckles]
Well, a lot of guys did that.

Not like this. This was for
beating up on a girl.

Nearly killed her.

- Is it true?
Clifford: No, of course not.

Oh, well, yeah, sort of.

- You beat up on a girl?
- No.

Well, what happened was I, uh,

got on the town with a couple
of other ratings.

They got drunk
and wandered off.

I knew they were
spoiling for a fight,

so I went looking for 'em.

I didn't want them
to get into trouble.

Well, anyway, when I found them
they had been picked up

by a bar girl who tried
to rob them.

Well, they pushed her around
a little, of course,

but nothing drastic.

Then when I was trying to drag
'em out of the place...

along came the Shore Patrol.
We all got 90 days.

Why didn't you tell 'em you had
nothin' to do with it?

Well, in those days
it was different.

We had, uh, espirit de corps.

Take your punishment like a man
even if you weren't guilty.

Sounds kinda dumb to me.

Yeah, me too.

Now, especially as it's
on the record and, uh,

Kelani probably has it.

Oh, he's got it.
Harmon gave it to him.

Now why would he do that?

Well, chief, those friends
of yours are cops.

They're just tryin' to do a job.

Every time they try
and help you,

they put another nail
in your coffin.

Well, anything else, McCloud?
Come up with any more goodies?

Well, I think I've gotta
tell you about

that lady friend of yours
that you've been

so set on protectin'.

What about her?

She's been carryin' on
with Al Moana.

Well, I'd argue with you,
but it's been 28 years

so what do I really know
at this point?

Well, pillow talk is a mighty
potent thing,

Mrs. Hamilton might have told.
Al Moana about you and her.

- What if she did?
- Well, then...

He would've known to use
her name to set you up.

He also knew Kate Kula,
you know.

And why would
he wanna set me up?

I never even heard of him
before last week.

Well, it could be a lot of
reasons. I don't know.

Maybe he wanted to get rid
of his girlfriend,

she wouldn't leave,

so he needs a patsy.

With what Mrs. Hamilton
told him, he's got one.

He's a star, McCloud. Big money.

You don't risk all that to get
rid of one little girlfriend.

No, it doesn't make
too much sense, does it?

Any more theories?

Well...

There's always blackmail.

What if Kate knew about Al Moana
and Mrs. Hamilton

and threatened to,
to tell old man Hamilton?

Well, that's logical,
but for one thing.

Why not just kill the girl?
Why a frame?

More important, why frame a cop
that's got to be

the toughest frame in the world
to make stick.

Yeah, it's gotta be
important to somebody.

It's gotta be important enough
to take the risks.

Important enough
to murder a girl.

Who wants you bent
out of shape that bad?

Oh, I'd imagine there are
a lot of people who'd like

to see me locked up, but...

Most of them are probably
in New York.

Well, that doesn't stop 'em
from reachin' out.

Of course,
we can narrow it down some.

They don't want you killed
or they'd have done it.

They just want you locked up.

Nobody gets less respect
than a bent cop.

[snaps] Rosetti.

- Who?
- Rosetti.

A big name in the rackets
before I nailed him.

His trial comes up next week.
I got him on a narcotics rap.

Had three witnesses.

Well, that ought
to put him away.

Would've, but one's dead.

The second isn't worth a light.
And I'm the third.

And if you're not there
to testify, he goes free?

- Probably.
- Hmph!

Does he have any friends?

[scoffs] He's in the syndicate.
He's got friends everywhere.

New York? Honolulu?

Maybe even Las Vegas.

Al Moana.

[drum beats]

[audience applauding]

[drum beats]

Thanks.

[drum beats continues]

Look at this,
will you look at this?

I've missed Maui,
I've missed Lanai,

I've missed
a genuine Hawaiian Luau,

I've missed the Polynesian
Cultural Center.

I don't know.

I'm going back to New York
almost paler than when I left.

I mean, no one's
even gonna believe

I've even been
to Hawaii, you know.

Yeah, they will, Maggie.
I'm gonna tell 'em.

[laughs]

[audience applauding]

Hey, McCloud.
You wanted to see me?

Uh, Mr. Moana,
this is Miss Philbin.

Aloha,Miss Philbin.

[chuckles]
Maggie.

Maggie.

Maggie was just tellin' me
that she's dyin' to meet you.

Oh, uh, yeah, well, I...

I' dyin' to meet anybody,
you know what I mean?

Oh, I don't mean
that you're anybody.

You're certainly somebody gre...

I mean I think you're great,
I-- I...

I think I'm coming down
with something.

Is that what you wanted
to see me about, McCloud?

Oh, and to tell you that I got
a good lead, thanks to you.

- Me?
- Yeah.

Something you said this morning.

You said something about
that I should stop

looking for someone
who wanted Kate dead

and start looking for someone
who was after Chief Clifford.

Did I say that?

Well, not those exact words,
but your message came through.

Yours too, McCloud.

- Miss Philbin.
- Oh, I'm Maggie.

Maggie.

Thanks again.

What was the point of that?

The point is just to rattle
the bushes a little bit

and see who or what
we can shake out.

We?

- Okay, Maggie, me.
- Good.

Male Announcer:
Ladies and gentlemen,

Mr. Hawaii, Al Moana.

[audience applauding]

Hey, wait a minute...

You're not saying that Moana
is involved in this, are ya?

Oh, Sam, come on,
this is silly.

There's no way,
that's just impossible.

I mean, he's not a hood,
he's a star.

♪ And I love you so

♪ People ask me how

He's gorgeous.

♪ How I lived till now?

♪ Tell them I don't know

♪ I guess they understand

♪ How lonely life has been

♪ Life began again

Maybe I will stick around,
you know.

I mean, I've come this far,
maybe I...

♪ And yes I know

♪ How lonely life can be

♪ The shadows follow me

♪ And the night
won't set me free ♪

Well, I don't know,

it could get to be pretty hairy.

I'm still on the force, McCloud.

Hm.

♪ The evening get me down

♪ As long as
you're around ♪

♪ Me ♪

[dramatic music]

He's getting too close.

No. No, it's not part
of my understanding.

I'm not in that kind
of business.

I'm not gonna be responsible
for what happens.

Maggie: What is the big hurry?

McCloud: Man said it was urgent.

Says he knows the killer.

Maggie: McCloud, did you
call the police?

McCloud: The man I was talking
to was the police.

Maggie: Oh.

Well, I'm afraid
we're gonna have

to handle this one ourselves

What?

- I wish we had a walkie-talkie.
- Why?

Now wait a minute,
does that, uh,

watch of yours got
a second hand on it?

Yeah?

Well, synchronize it
with mine.

Why?

Just synchronize it, will you?

It's now 11:55 and 20 seconds.

Okay, that's what I have.

11:55 and 25 seconds.

- Right.
- Okay, why are we doing this?

Maggie, this is very important.

Now, when it's straight
up noon by the second hand...

Yeah, 12 o'clock noon
with the second hand...

- You toot the horn twice.
- I'll toot the horn twice.

12 o'clock, the second hand
I toot the horn twice.

You got it?

I'll do it, but I don't got it.

Just do it.

[instrumental music]

Lieutenant.

I got your message.

Hey, Mac, yeah, so I see.

- So what did we miss?
- Oh.

Oh, you remember where-- where
they discovered the body?

Yeah, I was the one
that discovered it.

It was right down
the uh, down the beach there.

That's right. Come here,
I wanna show you something.

You see down there,
that big chunk of driftwood

by the banyan tree there?

Yeah.

Ah, Harmon, who would you
gonna hang this one on?

Huh?

You know what you're gonna do?

You're just gonna mess up
what was up to now

a nice clean operation.

[chuckles] Sure it was.

Till you started sticking
your big nose into it.

Mac, tell me, how, how did you
fit me into the picture?

I knew it had to be somebody
that was close to the action.

You just kept coming up
with a little bit

too much evidence
on Chief Clifford.

Uh?

You know, that's real smart

for a yokel marshal.

You haven't answered
my question yet.

Who you hangin' this one on?

Edgar Hamilton's rough boys,
maybe?

You know, Mac,
that's not bad either.

That's not bad at all.

[watch ticking]

What have you got against
Chief Clifford?

Nothing.
Nothin' personal.

You know this, uh,
Rosetti fella,

he must have a lot
of powerful friends.

A chief of detectives.

How long you been
their trigger man?

I tell you, Mac,
it's kinda funny.

You know,
you, you fix a parking ticket

a speeding ticket for somebody

you wind up with two seats
on the 50 yard line, you know.

And then it builds, you see,

One thing leads to another,

before you know it,
they own you.

Oh!

Why didn't you just kill
the chief to begin with?

Saved you an awful lot
of trouble.

No, no, we already had one dead
witness, Mac, you see

and a, a second corpse might
just convince the jury

that Mr. Rosetti is guilty.

On the other hand, we've
got a discredited witness

a bad cop...

I get the picture.

Sharp.

You know the one thing
I don't understand is

how does
Al Moana fit into this?

You're asking an awful
lot of questions

for a dead man, Mac.

Well, I just want
to get things straight

not only for myself,
but for Sergeant Philbin.

Sergeant who?

She's listening to our entire
conversation.

Oh, yeah?

[laughing] What are you trying
to do? Con me, Mac, huh?

After I just said you were
a-- a smart yokel Marshal?

I never go anyplace
without Sergeant Philbin

She's listening in the car.

Uh-uh, I'm not buying it, Mac.

You're not wired with sound.

[chuckles]

- You see this watch?
- Yeah.

That's a microphone.

[laughing]
Yeah.

[watch ticking]

You don't believe that, huh?

[clears throat]
Maggie, if you read me...

give me two blasts on the horn.

Nice try, Mac.

Maggie!

[horn honking]

[grunting]

[dramatic music]

[gunshot]

[music continues]

How about it, huh?

McCloud, I can't think
of one real...

one good reason why I don't
lock you up right now.

All I want is two hours.

You conceal the evidence,
you lied

about this straight
down the line.

Now you've shot
the chief of detectives

who had the evidence
to incriminate Clifford.

I'm tellin' you that it was
Harmon that killed Kate Kula,

it was Harmon that
framed Chief Clifford.

And how do I prove that?
Just take your word for it?

No, you prove it by finding
the guy that framed the thing.

By the time Harmon got on the
island, it was all set up.

Somebody had been working
over there a long time.

Who?

Some guy that was
hooked up to Harmon's

connections in Las Vegas.

I repeat, who?

Will you give me two hours?

Oh no, no way.

All I'm askin'
for is two hours.

- No, way.
- Two lousy hours.

If I have two hours,
I'll tell you.

Alright. Two hours.

- You've got it.
- Thank you.

- But there's no tailin'.
- Okay.

But I'm locking up this island
as tight as a drum.

Understand?

And if you've got any ideas
of skipping out, forget it.

What, you think I'm gonna
leave Paradise?

You did what?

Had no choice, chief,
it was him or me.

Now how do we tie this back
to Rosetti's people?

Well, I can still do that,
but I need some help.

What kind of help?

Peggy Hamilton.

No way.

Chief, this lady friend
of yours is involved

in this even if she didn't mean
you any harm.

Now with her testimony,
we'd have a lock on it.

McCloud, I made her a promise,
and that's it.

Chief, you made a promise
to the Peggy

that you knew 20 years ago,
it was a different woman.

Now I need her help to shake
the truth loose around here.

McCloud, we're just gonna have
to find another way.

We are not going to involve
Peggy Hamilton.

Well, all I can say
is it must have been

some kind of a romance.

It was.

No, no,
Miss Hamilton's not here.

[thudding]

I told you
there would be another time.

I hope you are
a student of Karate.

[chuckles] One-on-one ain't
exactly your style.

[grunting]

Ain't exactly Karate, but it
keeps me out of trouble.

Alright, Mr. McCloud,
what is it?

Well, first of all, ma'am,
I'm here on my own.

Chief Clifford was dead set
against it

but he needs your help,

and I'm not too proud
to ask for it.

Look, I'm really not involved
in this matter

and I don't see
how I can be of any help.

Well, I think you're wrong.

I think you know just enough
to push Al Moana

across the line.

- Al Moana?
- That's right.

I guess...

Well, I guess what I'm asking
you to do is to make a choice

to help Chief Clifford
for what you two once meant

to each other or...

or to side
with Al Moana because...

Because of what you two
have got going for you now.

You're not very tactful,
are you?

Well, you' re just gonna have
to excuse me,

because I don't
have time to be tactful.

Chief Clifford needs your help
and he needs it now.

You know, he still thinks
a lot of you.

Enough to risk sitting in jail

for a lot longer than he has to.

I guess the question is,
are you still...

the same kind of woman
that he thinks you are...

or were?

The simple truth is,
I'm not the same woman

he fell in love with.

The life I'm leading now is
one giant deception.

But it's all I've got.

Does that mean
that you're not gonna help?

I'd be afraid to.

Well, that's sad.

That's a sad thing to feel.

I appreciate your time.

Mr. McCloud?

Will he be alright?

Well, I wouldn't worry
about it none.

But then I guess
you weren't going to.

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]

Hey, McCloud, you're gettin'
to be a regular fan,

aren't you?

Oh, well you can't blame me
for that Mr. Moana,

you got a real nice show here.

[music continues]

Uh, what happened about
your friend, Clifford?

Oh, he should be
out of jail by morning.

Oh?

Then you found the guy
who killed Kate?

What did you say?

You found the guy
who killed Kate.

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

You know, it was a funny thing,
it was a cop,

just like you said.

Now, all we need is the guy
that set it up on this end.

[instrumental music]

Have you got any ideas?

- What did you say?
- Have you got any ideas?

Yeah. Yeah, one.

As a matter of fact,
she's supposed to meet me here.

- She?
- Yeah, Miss Peggy Hamilton.

She says she's got something
that can help Chief Clifford.

Male announcer: Ladies and
gentlemen Mr. Hawaii, Al Moana.

Well, it looks like you're on.

Yeah.

[audience applauding]

♪ I'll remember you

♪ Long after this

♪ Endless summer

♪ Has gone

♪ I'll be lonely oh so lonely

♪ Living only to remember you

♪ I will

♪ Remember too

♪ Your voice is soft

♪ As a warm

♪ Summer breeze

♪ Your sweet laughter
mornings after ♪

♪ Ever after I'll remember you

♪ To your arms someday

♪ I'll return... ♪

[audience indistinct chatter]

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]

[intense music]

[music continues]

Now don't be afraid, ma'am.

I... I know this isn't
easy for you.

I appreciate you coming forward.

[dramatic music]

You see, I knew that somebody
besides your husband

had to know about your romance
with Chief Clifford.

Without your testimony,
of course we...

We couldn't prove much
of anything.

Now that you've decided
to cooperate

Well, maybe, uh, we can
get an indictment.

So why don't you come down
to the police station

with me and make a statement.

Don't go running off
anywhere, gang.

The show ain't over yet.

I'm disappointed in you, Peggy.

[dramatic music]

It's, um, Maggie. Hi.

I'm sorry.

Now, I'm really disappointed.

Step aside, Maggie.

I'm sorry, Al,
that's the only way

I could get you out in the open.

I'm sorry about it too, McCloud.

Now you haven't given me,
but one choice.

I'm sure you had no idea
that Kate Kula

was gonna wind up dead.

But the fact is
that she did.

And you helped set it up.

Don't come any closer, McCloud.
I mean it.

Don't go any closer,
please, Sam,

don't get crazy.

You know, um...

If you use that

everything that you worked
all your life to build up

is gonna...

Just all down the drain, Al.

Everything's going
down already, McCloud.

No, no.
No, it isn't.

Now, you see, there's a...

There's a lot of difference...

between pullin' a few strings
and pullin' a trigger.

There's a lot, Al, there's...

a lot of difference.

Al: You're right.
You're right, McCloud.

I'm a singer,
I'm not a shooting man.

Appreciate it.

Al: I found that out
from the boys in Las Vegas

at the tables

never play games
with the big boys,

they're bad winners.

McCloud: Hey, Al...

You know, we could
use one more song.

Like to the judge in New York?

It'd help a lot.

[dramatic music]

Yeah.

Except you remember what I said

about those guys
being bad winners?

They're even worse losers.

You know 'em?

No, they're not dressed
Hawaiian.

Hey, Al.

How are ya, baby?

Rosetti sent us.

Man 2: Came all the way out
here, just to talk to you.

You're lookin' fine.

I'll get the cowboy.

Get down, McCloud.

Get 'em.

[gunshot]

[gunshot]

[gunshots]

[gunshots]

[gunshot]

[gunshots]

[gunshot]

Heads up, McCloud,
I'll try and get his attention.

[gunshot]

[music continues]

You alright, Al?

Thank you, Sam.

About that last song
at the Rosetti trial.

I'll be there.

[instrumental music]

♪ I will remember too

♪ You're voice is soft

♪ As a warm

♪ Summer breeze

♪ Your sweet laughter
mornings after ♪

♪ Ever after
I'll remember... ♪♪

- Aloha, nui loa.
- Oh, thank you, thank you.

- What does that mean?
- It means much love.

Oh.

Hey, chief, listen
I was thinking.

I-- I don't really see
why I have to go back now.

I mean, I still have three days

left on my vacation
and I really don't--

- Sergeant Philbin.
- What?

- Take four days.
- Really?

- I'll fix it for you.
- Oh, thank you.

What about me, chief?

No, McCloud,
you've goofed off long enough.

Back to work.

Thanks again, lieutenant.

- Lieutenant.
- Aloha.

Aloha.

- Aloha.
- See you later.

Well, Maggie, I, uh...

I guess this is aloha.

Aloha, nui loa.

See you.

[singing in foreign language]

[theme music]