All language subtitles for gua-magnum.1980.s07e21-1080p

You're under arrest
for the murder of Marty Shay.

There must be some mistake.

Just explain to me
how you kept your head
in three tours in Vietnam,

and then got somehow
momentarily confused
into confessing murder.

Somehow,
| don't think those guys

are gonna be too thrilled
to see us.

Freeze! Police!

How could you lose him?

| just got distracted,
that's all.

You're his friend.
Start him talking
about what really happened.

They're on the trail
of the gun?
| can't tell you.

Ice Pick's dead.

Ice Pick's not dead.
He's not dead.

(GUN FIRING)

Step back!
Step back!

RIEGERT: A reflex,

you know, like in basketball,
when everyone's fighting
for the rebound.

| Know. I'm fine.
I'm okay. Really.

Look, I'm going to
have to insist that you go in
and have that looked at.

It's fractured, | just
know it. A hairline fracture.
I'm fine.

Riegert...
This could look very bad
on my record.

| mean, I'm not
supposed to go around
breaking noses...

I'm not going
to file a report...

Mr. Magnum, wait a second.
I'm only worried about you...

It was an accident.
Even the slightest...

MAGNUM:

Hey, get back here...
Ow!

All right. That's it.
You're going in.

Sergeant. Get him into
the ambulance now.
No, I'm fine.

Excuse me, excuse me.
All right, I'm going.

Hey, | gotta talk to you.
Then it's gonna have to be
in the ambulance.

I'm a little busy right now.
It can't wait.

I'll talk to you
when | get home.
Oh, no, you don't.

Excuse me.

(ENGINE STARTING)

(SIREN WAILING)

The report.

| forgot to have him
sign the report.

| don't believe that guy.
Thank you.

He just banged
right into me. Twice.

Once in the ribs
and once in the nose.

| guess they let anybody
into the police academy
these days.

(GRUNTS)

You try getting steamrollered
by somebody who's supposed
to be on your side.

What did you
want to talk to me about?

Come on, Rick.
You got something to say.

What's wrong?

| knew something like this
was going to happen.

Something like what?
What's going on?

What did you think
was going to happen?

About what?
You know.

No, | don't know.

About where you get your...

You know, your tip.

What are you talking about?

(SIGHS)

| knew, | just knew | never
should have helped you
in that direction.

Look at all the trouble
that we got into now.

Ice Pick?
Are you talking about...
Shh, quiet.

What's the matter with you?
Why don't you just blab it
to the whole world?

| mean, haven't you caused
enough damage already?

WOMAN: Back it up
a little bit. Yeah,
that's good.

COP: Okay, I'll get the doors.

Rick,

is something going on
with Ice Pick?
Well, what do you think?

You go around
telling everybody where
you get your information.

| didn't tell anybody.
Why don't you just shut up
and listen for once?

Marty Shay happens to be
the highest paid hit man
on the West Coast,

and it just so happens that
he shows up on the same day
you made your big bust.

A bust which you made
because of certain information
from a certain friend of mine.

Now he's a marked man.

Let me tell you something,
Thomas,

Marty Shay doesn't give up
until the job is done.

Come on, you're jumping
to all kinds of conclusions.

Yeah, well, do me a favor,
just don't ask
for my help anymore.

Rick, wait, come on.
Will you wait a minute?

(EXCLAIMS)

MAGNUM: Okay, sure,
Rick was upset.

| could understand that.

I'd probably done
the same thing myself
one time or another.

| mean,
you misread the situation,
jump to conclusions.

It happens.

The important thing
was to show Rick

that everything
was really all right.

And the best way to do that
was prove that
Ice Pick was fine.

Which, | was sure,
was the case.

After all, the information
he'd given me in this instance
was pretty trivial.

Hardly the kind of stuff
hit men are hired for.

And | was sure Ice Pick
was spending his day
like he spent most other days.

Alone in his garden,
tending to his flowers.

The kid is like a son to me.
But when you make a mistake...

You gotta learn.

| told him
his finger will mend.

We playing poison?
Yeah.

Could have been worse.
Could have been his arm
or his legs.

Or his...
MAGNUM: Excuse me?

(CLEARS THROAT)

I'm looking for Ice Pick.
Mr. Hofstetler.

He isn't here.

Well, yeah, | can see that.
Do you know where he is?

Look, I'm a friend.

Well, more like
a friend of a friend.

| didn't mean to interrupt.
| just...
| need to talk to him.

It's kind of important.
You can talk to me.

No, this is personal.

He send for you?

Not exactly.

I'll tell you what,
I'll leave him a note
in the house.

Hey, what happened
to the other guy?

Would you believe it?
Not a scratch.

(MAN CHUCKLING)

(EXCLAIMS)

You're out. You're dead.

The hell you say.

You're dead.

Hello.
MAN: They're outside.

No, I'm looking for Ice Pick.

I'm a friend of his,
Thomas Magnum.

You're not with them?

(CHUCKLES) No.

Sorry. It's just
they're driving me crazy.

I've got better things
to do than baby-sit
Ice Pick's houseguests.

Like going over
these tax receipts
from fiscal '86.

I'm sorry.
| didn't introduce myself.

Frank Foley.
Hi.

I'm his accountant.

What'll you have?

Nothing.

Do you know
when he might be back?
Who knows?

He invited all these people
here from New York,
Chicago, Florida.

Then he takes a powder.

You walk into a door?

No, it's nothing.

You said you were
a business associate?

A friend.

Do you have any idea
where | could find him?

Listen, if | knew,
I'd be there.

If you run into him
before | do,

you tell him that
I'm not leaving this house

until | go over every one
of these tax receipts.

MAN: Got you, you sucker.

(CHUCKLES) One of these days
you'll learn how to play
this game.

I'll tell him.

What do you think
they talk about?

Hey, what is this?

You got three open bottles
behind the bar.

| told you,
open one bottle at a time.

How do you expect me
to keep an accurate inventory

if you're gonna
open a new bottle

for every customer
that asks for a drink!

We were busy,
and | got a little distracted.

Look, Carmella,
if you can't handle the job...
It was just a little mistake.

It won't happen again.
Make sure it doesn't.

Hi, Carmella.
Hi, Thomas.

Another fight?
No, not another fight.

Rick,
| went to Ice Pick's house.

Nobody seems to know
where he is.

Rick, did you hear me?

Yeah, | heard you.

Well, have you talked to him?

Thomas, | don't think
that's any of your business.

Oh, come on, Rick,
look, if there's a problem...

There's no problem.

I'm kind of busy
around here, okay?
So, I'll see you around.

Come on, Rick,
just listen to me.

The information
Ice Pick gave me
was about a burglary ring.

Now even if they knew
Ice Pick gave me the
information which they didn't,

and even if they were the kind
to put out a contract on him,
which they weren't,

they wouldn't have had time
to do it.

Come on, Rick,
you yourself said

that Marty Shay
arrived on the Island before
we even made the bust.

Well, I'm glad you got it
all figured out.

Exactly what is the meaning
of this?

Hi, Higgins.

| see you've been
beaten up again.

Exactly what
is the meaning of this?

RICK: It looks like
a purchase order.

For a very expensive shipment
of imported Margaux

which you were
supposed to pick up
three hours ago,

and which has been left to rot
at Honolulu Harbor.

Something came up.

Something came up?

TANAKA: Sorry, gentlemen.

Sorry to bother you like this.

Look, Lieutenant.
| know it was an accident.

| have no intention
of filing a report,

so you can
tell Officer Riegert to relax.

I'm not here
for Officer Riegert.
I'm here for Rick.

Sorry, Rick,
I'm gonna have to ask you
to come with us.

You're under arrest
for the murder of Marty Shay.

Murder? That's impossible.

TANAKA: You have a right
to remain silent,

but if you give up the right
to remain silent,

anything you say, can
and will be used against you
in a court of law.

Lieutenant,
there must be some mistake.

RICK: There's no mistake.
| did it.

| killed him.
| killed Marty Shay.

(LAUGHING)

What in the world
happened to your nose?

No, Thomas, no.

And don't even ask.

| didn't come here
to ask for anything.

Oh, yeah, that's the way
it always starts.
And then you start talking...

T.C...
And then I'm saying, "No,
| really can't do that."

T.C...
And then before you know it,

I'm saying, "All right."

Well, this time,
the answer's, "No."

Are you finished?

No.

I'm not gonna come up
with some excuse

about how | had
a client waiting,

or a date or anything,

because | do, but
that's not the point.

The point is, | don't
have to run off with you

on any of your
harebrained schemes
and get my nose like that.

| don't have to justify it,
| don't have to explain it.

All | have to do is say no.

Rick's in jail.

No!

I'm not sure
exactly what happened.

(CHUCKLES) Rick's in jail.
Yeah.

Well, | knew someday
it would come to this.

Now what are you
talking about?

| mean, whatever
you would ask him to do,

he would do
without ever thinking

about the consequences
of getting caught.

| mean, it's all right
for you to take risks.
That's your business.

He wasn't working for me.

Well, then what?

They said murder.

Murder?

Rick Orville Wright? Mur...
That's crazy.

Yeah, | know.

But he said he did it.

I'm gonna go over there
and talk to him,
see what | can find out.

| just thought
you'd want to know.

Hey, you're serious,
aren't you?

You were terminated
from the Admiralty Club
after 10 years of service.

May | ask why?

They weren't open to change.
The board of directors,
| mean.

Change?

Oh, the club was like
some kind of throwback

to the days
of the British Empire.

It was stagnating.

You know what | mean.

How can you
attract new membership

with all that discipline
and no imagination?

Yes, indeed.

But | guess the
final blow came

when | attended the
board of director's meeting

and told them exactly
how anachronistic
they all were.

What a remarkable
act of honesty.

And you see what it got me.

| guess most people
just can't stand the truth.

Precisely.

Thank you, Mr. Finch.

Confidentially,
you're the top candidate
on my list.

| look forward to your meeting
our board of directors.

Thank you very much.
Thank you.

(DOOR CLOSING)

Who was that?

If it's any consolation,
your injury looks
a little less ghastly today.

You're hiring a new manager?

The board of directors
had an emergency meeting
last night.

They feel it is imperative
to find a replacement for Rick
as soon as possible.

| guess they've never
heard of the concept of
innocent until proven guilty.

Rick's innocence or guilt
is not the primary issue,
at least at the moment.

The fact is, he's in jail.
No one knows for how long.

And I'm sure
that even you could see

that it would be
a trifle difficult

to manage a club
from a jail cell.
(SIGHS)

Once he's out on bail...

Oh, well, | don't think
he's gonna get out on bail.

He signed a full confession.

A good attorney
can convince the judge
that he made it under duress.

And, of course,
you can't be convicted
on a confession alone.

He won't hire an attorney.

He's representing himself?

(SIGHS) Well, this kid in
the public defender's office,

he seems bright enough
and sincere, but

if he's found guilty...

| suppose we should look
at the remote possibility...

That he's guilty? Rick?

It's hard to say
what people will do

when someone they care about
is threatened.

If you're talking about
when his sister was killed,
that's different.

He went off the deep end,
but she was family.

Which is, | believe,

how he characterizes
his relationship
with Ice Pick.

Well...

| still don't see
why the D.A.'s office
doesn't file formal charges.

They got a full confession.

Unless...

Thanks, Higgins.
Good luck
with your interviews.

| believe I've found
the perfect candidate.

Of course,
it's impossible to predict

if the board of directors
will approve my choice.

Hi, your office said
I'd find you here.

Hi, what happened to you?

Oh, that's a long story.
Yes, I'd love to join you.

Oh, Thomas, listen, I'm sorry.
I'm finished and I'm late.

No court dates. | checked.

No, it's
a departmental meeting

before the
big press conference
this afternoon.

Of course, my boss
can't wait to read about it
in the morning paper.

"The D.A.'s Office
Cracks Down On Crime."

A lot of paperwork for us,
a lot of big headlines
for him.

(SIGHS)

Why is it
that they're never around
when you need them?

WAITRESS: Be right there.

Besides, Thomas,
| can't talk to you.
You know that.

What? What do you mean?

Oh, Rick. You can't talk about
Rick's case.

And you know that.

Carol...
First of all, I'm not even
assigned to his case

for obvious reasons.
Do you think that I...

And secondly,
| can't tell you anything,
anyway.

| know that. | know that.

Can | have some ones please?

Sure.
Thank you.

And you're not
going to trick me into it.
| don't want to.

| would never try
and compromise your job.

Well...

| mean,
I'm worried about him, yeah.
I'm real worried about Rick.

But | would never put you
in that kind of spot.

We both know how to separate
business and friendship.

Well, yeah.

Anyway, what can you tell me
| don't already know.

Besides his confession,
| know you've got
Rick's fingerprints,

hair samples,

witnesses placing him
at the scene,
that sort of stuff.

No, you don't know that.

You just want me
to say, "Yes" or "No,"

and then you'll have
the information.
Well, forget it, Thomas.

Carol, | went to the apartment
where Shay was murdered.

| talked
to the officer on duty.

He gave me a rundown
of the evidence. Yeah.
Oh.

| also know you don't have
a murder weapon,

otherwise
you would have filed
murder one charges.

Listen, with this new
get-tough policy,

they're gonna file murder one
even if they don't find it.

You were guessing this time.

You didn't Know about the gun.

You mean, no gun, don't you?

| mean, that you tricked me.

Well, I'm sorry, but | had to.

And how does it feel?
You do it to me all the time.

Besides, if they don't have
a murder weapon,

that means the charges
could be reduced
to manslaughter or something.

Just don't be so sure
you know what you think
you know.

What does that mean?
| can't tell you.

They're on the trail
of the gun?
| can't tell you!

MAGNUM: | know
what you're thinking,
and you're right.

Carol hadn't really
told me anything.

But maybe
what she hadn't told me
was what was important.

She hadn't told me
that the gun had been found.

Now, | didn't expect
that it would be,

but on the other hand,

if anybody was going to go
to Rick's house
to look for it,

maybe that somebody
ought to be me.

What brings you here?

The D.A. intends to show
that Rick used three weapons
to gun down Marty Shay?

Yeah, | know
how you feel about Rick,

but | got to play it
by the book.

I've have a search warrant
for the murder weapon.

He wasn't killed
with an AK-47.

Whatever's
relevant to the case,
| got to take in.

Come on, Lieutenant.
Rick's a collector.
You know that.

He brought those back
from Vietnam.

But if you take them in,
some people could get
the wrong idea.

Sorry, Magnum,
there's nothing | can do now.

You're his friend.
Maybe you can get him
to listen to reason.

Start him talking about
what really happened.

(ENGINE STARTING)

(CAR DRIVING AWAY)

FARNSWORTH:
They can't introduce
the weapons into evidence

since they have
no bearing on the case.

So, | think we plead guilty
and stand firm on our
self-defense route.

Self defense?
Who's gonna buy self defense?

Let him talk, will you?
Anybody see him attack you?

FARNSWORTH: Well, they don't
have to be witnesses...

MAGNUM:
Anybody hear him threaten you?

The burden of proof,
of course...
Just shut up a minute.

Hey, wait a minute.
The guy's just trying
to do his job.

With four witnesses
who saw you go in,

three who saw you go out,

fingerprints
all over the place,
you leave,

you throw your gun
in the ocean,

and wait for the cops
to come and pick you up.

And when they do, you confess.
That's your story?

T.C.: It could've happened.
And don't tell me you were
momentarily confused.

Just explain to me
how you kept your head
in three tours in Vietnam,

got us through Bin Loc,

and then got somehow
momentarily confused
into confessing murder.

Or don't you think
the prosecution is smart enough
to bring any of that up?

Hey, don't take it serious.
He's just worried about you.

It's just the way he is.
You know that.

(SIGHS)

How did you get that mouse?

It's a long story.

Anything | can get you?
Some magazines?

Anybody you want me to call?

T.C.,

| ever tell you
about my kid sister?

He wasn't making much sense,
at least | thought he wasn't.

He was kind of rambling on
about what a good kid she was.

How she joined all the clubs,
never missed a day at school,

then he got to the part
about him stealing
from the petty cash,

taking money
from the bake sale...

Yeah,
Wendy would cover for him
because with his record,

they'd pack him off
to reform school
until he was 25.

Almost verbatim.

Just like sending
Ice Pick to prison

would be the same
as a death sentence.

Yeah, even though
I'm not a big fan of his,

| still don't think
Ice Pick killed the guy.

Well, whether he did or not,
Rick believes it.

Look, maybe he witnessed it,
| don't know...

We've got to find him, T.C.

Maybe he's at his condo
in Maui.

(CHUCKLES) His condo

with the unlisted
phone number.

I'll be airborne
in 20 minutes.

I'm gonna go back
and talk to his accountant.

Maybe he knows more
than he's letting on.

(ENGINE STARTING)
I'll call you from Maui.

You think
| was too hard on him?

Yeah, but you did
what had to be done.

Well, next time
| get to play good cop.

(CLEARS THROAT)

To tell you the truth,
I'm kind of glad you came back.

| don't know
who | should talk to.

Maybe | should have
trusted you yesterday.

Ice Pick is in trouble.

The guys
who were here yesterday?

No, no, no...
Those guys were his friends.

Maybe | should tell you
the whole thing.

There are some people
that want to set up
some operation that

Ice Pick
didn't want to get
started here.

There were some threats
made on his life.

| mean,
nothing that he took serious.

You know, | asked him
to go to the police.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Anyway, that's why
he invited his friends in

to help dissuade
this other party.

Then he disappears.

| mean, | haven't seen him
since | talked to you
yesterday.

And if anything's
happened to him,

(DOOR OPENING)
these guys can just move in.

(DOOR CLOSING)
Who are these guys?

I'm just his accountant,
Mr. Magnum.

| mean, you know,
he doesn't tell me
all the details.

Do you think
we should call the police?

Mr. Foley, excuse me,

this was delivered to you.

Thank you.

FOLEY: It's Ice Pick.

MAGNUM:
When | was seven years old,

I hit my first baseball
through my first window.

Actually,
it was my neighbor's window.

The neighborhood crank,
Mr. Dreeson.

Now, | knew my grandfather
would explain it to him
and get me out of the jam.

But he didn't.

He told me
this was a good opportunity

to learn how to
tell somebody something
you didn't want to.

That I'd have to learn
how to do that
sooner or later.

And that
if | just told the truth,
Mr. Dreeson would understand.

Mr. Dreeson
screamed at me for 20 minutes.

Hey, Thomas,
you been reading about
Sid Fernandez?

No.
He did even better
in spring training

than he did in the Series.
Everybody's watching.

Rick...
You know,

it makes you
feel proud, huh?
Local boy makes good.

The guys here
look up to him.
That's important.

Sit down.

Rick...

Hey, look, Thomas,
don't get me wrong.

| appreciate everything
you've been trying
to do for me.

But | don't want your help.

| mean,
it ain't too good in here,

but it ain't
the end of the world, either.

The chow
ain't too great, either,
but compared to...

Rick, there's
something important
| mean,

I've got to tell you.
we've been through worse,
right? Nothing lasts forever.

Ice Pick's dead.

| think you better quit
coming to see me.

Damn it, Rick,
Ice Pick's dead.

| don't believe you.

All right.

This was delivered
to Frank Foley,
Ice Pick's accountant.

Foley doesn't know spit.
He's nothing but
Ice Pick’'s money man.

Foley's already gone
to the police.

You don't have to protect
Ice Pick anymore.

Who says | was?
You did.

When you told T.C. that story
about your sister,

you as much as admitted it.

You'd do anything

to get me to say
what you want to hear,
wouldn't you?

Anything at all to get me.
Even phony-up a photo.

Don't you think | know
how they do that?
Rick, this isn't a trick.

| don't believe you.

Ice Pick's not dead.
He's not dead.

Rick.
Guard.

Open up.
Open the door. Guard!

Rick.
Damn it,
I'm not listening to you.

Open the door!
Damn it, open the door!

Guard!

Boy, I'll tell you.
This job could not have come
at a better time.

Even this morning,
my roommate threatens
to kick me out,

if | don't come up
with the grocery money.

Do you believe
the nerve of that guy?

Well, naturally,
any final decision will rest
with the board of directors.

All guys?

Well, yes...

Kind of old guys?

Mature men. Yes.

That's good. That's good.
You don't have
anything to worry about.

I've got this, kind of,
| don't know what,
effect on old guys.

(LAUGHS) You know?

I'm quite certain
you'll have an effect on them.

Yeah, | don't know what it is.
| think | remind them of
their daughters or something.

Have you any experience at all
in club management?

| was a night cashier
at the Taco House downtown
for six months.

The night cashier?
Yeah.

Have you ever eaten
at the Taco House?

No, not that | recall.

Boy, you ought to be there
on a Saturday night.

(EXCLAIMS)
The people we get in.

| imagine
it's the same sort of thing
around here, you know.

People out looking
to have a good time,
drinking a little too much.

And some guy makes a pass
at the wrong guy's wife

then you're in a fight
and you gotta take out
the seltzer water.

Seltzer water?

You know,
the water in those tin cans.

I'll tell you something.

It works just as good
on humans as it does on dogs.

Indeed.
Yeah, absolutely.

You just take that
little nozzle, you know,

and you aim it
in a very strategic area.

Works every time.

| learned that from
an ex-boyfriend of mine.
He was in the Navy.

| see.

Boy, you always come away
with something, don't you?

You know, | mean
even if you hate the guy
when you break up

and then suddenly you think,
| learned that seltzer trick.

It wasn't such a total waste.

Yes, | see your point.

So, when do | start?

(CLEARS THROAT)

Well, actually,
there is one other candidate.

A guy.
As it happens.

| knew it. | just...

What is it with guys?
They get all the luck.

You know,
| don't think that's...

As | was about to say,

there was one other candidate,
who up until this moment
was the top contender.

He's a boxer?

What? No.

Look, if you're
looking for someone

to be a bouncer, too
and a manager,

you gotta pay me
two salaries 'cause...

If | could finish...
Yeah, sure, go ahead.

Where was |?

You were talking about the guy
who was a top contender.

Quite.

After our interview today,
| feel that you are clearly
the more qualified applicant.

All right.

| will arrange for a meeting
of our board of directors

at 10:00 a.m.,
tomorrow morning.

Well, I'll be there.

Look...

Look if you're ever
not doing anything

on a Saturday night
or something,
call me up.

We'll go to the Taco House,
my treat.

That's great.

Bye.

Ah, good for you.

That's great. All right.

I'll talk to you.

(DOOR CLOSING)

Are you beginning to think
he did it?
No.

If not for protection,
maybe for revenge.

You mean, knowing Ice Pick
was already dead?

I'm just asking.

Is that what the D.A.
is going to say?

Thomas, | shouldn't even

It's just | can't figure out
why he's holding onto
that ridiculous story.

Maybe he doesn't
really believe
Ice Pick is dead.

Well, then he's never
gonna tell me the truth.

Maybe you should
quit asking him.

You mean, stop trying
to get him out of jail?

No.

Just turn your focus
into another direction.

Maybe talk
to Ice Pick's friends.

The guys who came in
from the Mainland.

Well, they're already gone.
Walter Pigeon.

What?

(SIGHS)

MAGNUM: A cogent note
about Walter Pigeon.

Not the actor.
My Cousin Raney's pet bird.

One summer,
Walter got out of the house
onto the deck.

He would've flown away,

except there was
a glass partition
he couldn't get through.

He kept trying and trying,
but he kept hitting up
against the glass.

Now, two feet to the left
and two feet to the right,
the partition ended.

But he couldn't see
the obvious.

That there was a glass wall
in front of him.

The difference between me
and Walter Pigeon was,

I had finally seen the wall
that Frank Foley had thrown up
in front of me.

And | was taking
two steps to the left
to get around it.

FARNSWORTH: The test results
for gunpowder traces
on your hands

and the ballistics tests
on your guns
came back negative.

We're in good shape.

The gunpowder test
doesn't mean anything.

| washed my hands
when | was in Shay's room.

You're not giving me
much help here.

I'm not going to put you
on the stand.

If you want to sell yourself
down the river,
that's your business.

But I'm going to conduct
the best case | know how.

Guard.

Guard.

Your attorney, | presume?

(DOOR CLOSING)

Hi, Higgins.

You can set your mind at rest.

| have retained the services
of one of Mr. Masters'
finest attorneys.

| don't think so, Higgins.
But thanks anyway.

If it's the money
that concerns you,
| have worked out a plan...

It's not the money.
| don't need
your fancy lawyer.

Rick,

that young man
was undoubtedly
a fine law student last year,

but if you'll forgive
my saying so,

you're going to need
a lot more than
youthful enthusiasm

if you're going
to win this case.

No.

| said, no.

MAGNUM: Hello, Frank.

Mr. Magnum.

What a surprise
to see you here.

You're on your way
to the police station?

Yeah,
| was just going to but...
Something important came up?

It wasn't that important
really, but | thought
I'd take care of it.

You know, | just heard
the funniest thing.

You forgot to mention to me

that Ice Pick signed over
power of attorney to you
last week.

Well, | don't see
what that has to do
with anything.

| don't suppose
you were withdrawing money
from Ice Pick's account.

RIEGERT: Magnum.

Hold it right there.

I've been chasing you
all over town.
| need you to sign the report.

Riegert...
Will you come back here?

Not now.

(SCREAMS)

Let go of me!

WOMAN: Help!

Freeze! Police!

My dress.

Here you are, ma’‘am.
Thank you.

Don't worry, Mr. Magnum.

We'll find that guy for you.
Whoever he is.

Riegert, please,
don't do me any more favors.

T.C.: There's no way
we're gonna find this guy now.

A black car with a skirt
hanging out the back...

| know it's a long shot but...

How could you lose him?

| just got distracted,
that's all.

I'm going to circle back.
Maybe we could find something
on the leeward side.

MAGNUM: No wait.

Look.

Hold the stick.

Just good, old fashioned
investigative technique.

Maybe you could find a place
to set us down.

Yeah.

Well, now what?

We go in and have a talk.

Somehow,
| don't think those guys

are gonna be too thrilled
to see us.

MAGNUM: Wait a minute.

He's alive.

Ice Pick's alive.

MAGNUM: One last thought
about Walter Pigeon
and the glass wall.

I'd always wondered
what would have happened

if old Walter
had gone around
the glass partition

and found his freedom.

What would he
have done with it?

Maybe it was better
that he never knew
what was beyond the wall.

| hope you get to him
before | do, T.M.

| just might kill him
for real.

First get him to tell you
why he's letting Rick
take the fall for him.

It's just not like him, T.C.
Rick's like a son to him.

Well, maybe Ice Pick
changed his mind.

Maybe.

MAGNUM:
| guess we'll find out.

T.C.: Yeah, sure.
Right after we get past
his troops.

Well, look, besides Foley,
there's only two of them.

(SCOFFS)

Only two that you know of.

Well,
they don't Know about us.
That makes a difference.

Yeah, that's easy
for you to say.
You got a gun.

| don't have a gun.

You don't have your gun?

(SIGHS)

(RUSTLING)

Sweet dreams.

Magnum?

How long did you plan
on hiding out here?
Just till after the trial?

How did you find me?

Did you tell Rick
what you were doing

or did you
just let him go to jail
without even knowing why.

Ricky's in jail?
Come on, Ice Pick.

You going to tell me
you don't know anything
about the photograph, either?

The proof that you're dead.

Well, that was Frank's idea.

To throw the guys
who hired that hit man
off the track.

It's just for a little while,
till things calm down.

In the meantime,
Rick goes to jail
for the murder of Marty Shay?

No.

That's wrong.

Frank didn't tell me.

Well, we can fix that.

All you gotta do
is come and talk
to some people.

Well, I'm not sure
| can do that.

If Frank's doing this
on his own...

Frank! No!

(GRUNTS)

MAGNUM: You all right?

|... | didn't Know.

Why did you do it?
After 18 years?

Why did you sell me out?

| didn't mean to.

| only meant to protect you.

But they offered me
so much money.

(CRYING)

I'm sorry.

Very sorry.

I'll go call an ambulance.

We'd better go see about Rick.

Okay, so it wasn't
a very smart move. But...

| didn't say
it wasn't a very smart move.

| said it was
a very stupid move.

Walking into Shay's room
when you could see
he was dead.

It was a very stupid move.

But | didn't know
what else to do.

Look, | couldn't
let them lock you up.
| was Sure...

Hurry up!
| was sure, you know...

Even if | had,

nobody takes the fall for me.

You understand?

Yeah, | understand.

Good.

Wipe that thousand-yard stare
off your puss.

Come on,
you're walking out of here.

Huh?

FARNSWORTH:
He's right, Orville.

You've been released.

Ballistics proved
that Foley's gun
killed Marty Shay.

They've got him in custody.
You're free.

We beat it?
FARNSWORTH: We beat it.

I've got some paperwork to do,
but in a couple of hours,
I'll have you out of here.

Damn!

I'm free! We did it!
We beat it!

Thanks, Ice Pick, thanks!

And thank you.

Baby get the key, ‘cause
we're getting out of here.

We beat it!

Wow! We beat it!

Man, | can't believe the Board
hasn't replaced me already.

You know
how conservative they are.

Yes, well, sometimes
the right candidate
just doesn't appear.

No matter
how hard you look?
Quite.

(LAUGHS)

Higgie, baby,

you didn't do something
underhanded and sneaky

like screen out
all the good candidates?

Certainly not.
| would never compromise
the Board's standards.

RICK: What's the difference?
It's all behind us now.

Rick?

Hey.

I'm sorry about this.
| really am.

This is
Federal Agent McCartt.
Gentlemen.

He has a warrant
for your arrest.

MCCARTT: Section 6861D,
possession of illegal weapons.

Section 5861S,
altering weapons.

Each carrying
a maximum sentence
of 10 years in prison.

(GATE CLOSING)