All language subtitles for Magnum P.I. (2018) - 02x08

♪ Hey, hey ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Hey, soul sister ♪

♪ Ain't that Mr. Mister
on the radio, stereo ♪

♪ The way you move ain't fair, you know ♪

♪ Hey, soul sister ♪

♪ I don't want to miss
a single thing you do ♪

♪ Tonight... ♪

I still can't believe Pat
Monahan's gonna play here tonight.

How'd you even make that happen?

Oh, it was nothing.
I saw him on the beach,

we started talking,
and he agreed to play.

Agreed? The man had no choice.

You followed him for, like, two miles.

Hold on... you stalked him?

No, I did not stalk him.
There was no stalking involved.

Simply saw him on the beach,

thought I recognized him,

so I followed him for a while
just to be sure.

Kind of sounds like stalking.

♪ Do ♪

♪ Tonight. ♪

Wow.

Wow, that was awesome.

Thanks.

No, man, thank you.

But it's just a rehearsal.
Really, I mean,

uh... that was incredible.
It was awesome.

You mind if we play a new song tonight?

Train, playing a new song here,

at my place, debuting a new song?

No, I, no, I don't mind.

Great.

La Mariana will be
the talk of the Island.

Oh, man.

I got to break out.

Told Shammy I'd give him
a ride to his vet support group.

- I'll walk you out.
- See you guys later.

And our client's here.

Hi. Lani?

Mr. Magnum, thank you for
meeting me on such short notice.

Of course. This is
my partner Juliet Higgins.

Hi. So, how can we be of help?

My house was robbed last night.

Okay.

Did you contact HPD?

What was stolen?

$3 million.

Sorry, I have to ask.

As a cruise food and beverage manager,

how is it that you came
to have $3 million

lying about the house?

I'd really rather not say.

Lani, if we don't have

the facts, we can't really
help you with the case.

Please... if you don't
get that money back,

they will kill my husband.

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Lani, I assure you,
we want to help. Really.

But in order for us to be effective,

we have to know what's going on.

The $3 million, it's drug money.

My husband Jason is an inmate at Wahiawa.

He has a year left on his sentence.

Was he arrested for selling drugs?

No. He made a terrible mistake

and he hurt a lot of people,

but his crimes were white collar.

So, who's threatening to kill him?

Two other inmates in the prison.

Uh, Damon Burrell
and his number two Steven Dahl.

They run a drug trafficking operation

from inside of the prison.

And how did you come to be involved?

Somehow they found out
that I work on a cruise ship.

And as an employee, you
can bypass certain

security measures at ports.

Which makes you the perfect drug mule.

I leave on a tour
of the islands today, and...

I am supposed to meet two men,

exchange the cash for drugs,

and bring the drugs back here.

- And if I don't...
- Lani,

I can understand your hesitation

of going to the HPD, but I...
if there's ever a time,

I-I believe it's now. No.

I can't.

I have... I've been doing this
for almost a year now.

The police will arrest me.

And we have a son... Kevin.

He doesn't know about this. He's only 16.

When his father went to jail,
his friends turned against him

and we had to send him away
to boarding school.

No, he's been through
enough already. I mean,

what is he going to do
if I get sent to jail, too?

Absolutely not.
You can't go to the police.

When do you set sail?

An hour.

And when we dock tomorrow night,
I have to deliver that money.

Have you told anyone else about the cash?

- How did they get it to you?
- It's always the same.

They text me a location.

Last night I picked up the money,

left it in the trunk of my car
inside of my locked garage.

This morning the door was unlocked,

the money... it's just gone.

Lani, we really

understand your resistance to go to HPD,

but we have a friend who is a detective

who we trust implicitly.

No. It's not an option.

Don't worry.

We're gonna take the case.

Thank you.

Thank you, Mr. Magnum.

Hey, I appreciate the lift,

but you know you can go now, right?

It's not, like, my first day of school.

I'm not gonna come out crying.

You know, I...

I kind of want to stay, if that's cool.

Of course, man.

Come on.

Uh, I-I know most of you in here,

but, uh, I do see some new faces.

So, I'm Dan.

I've been thinking
a lot about coming home.

You know, it's supposed to be great,

but it's just, it's weird.

You know, over there
you get to save lives.

You protect, you lead.

And here it's...

I don't know.

You're the same person, you
just don't feel the same.

And I'm not sure why that is.

Maybe it's what we had to do...

This guy gets it.

Yeah.

He's become a good friend.

Dan, right?

Mm-hmm. Dan Skordi.

3rd Battalion.

Dude's the real deal.

- Dan Skordi?
- Mm-hmm.

With the good comes the bad, right?

Or is it the other way around?

Dan Skordi.

I can't wait to see Train tonight.

Rick must be tickled pink.

I'm not sure that's the
phrase he'd use, but, yes,

- he's excited.
- Hey.

I walked Lani to her car and
I came back and you were gone.

Where'd you go? I'm right here.

I-I'm saying, why'd you disappear?

Do you realize
that you've just committed us

to being drug traffickers?

He did? You did?

Someone's life is on the line.

Oh. That's a different story.

If only we had a friend in HPD.

Lani doesn't want us to go to the cops.

Okay, so what do you think happens next?

Jason still has a year left
on his sentence,

during which time his life
will remain in jeopardy.

Lani will continue as a drug mule,

risking her life and freedom.

How do you suggest that we fix that?

We'll cross that bridge
when we get there.

All right? It's gonna work out.

Come on.

No.

- You're not coming?
- Mm-mm.

You've solved plenty of
cases on your own before.

I'm sure you can handle this one.

Don't look at me. This is your mess.

You've reached Juliet.

Kindly leave a message.

Mahalo.

Hey, it's me. Uh...

I know you're mad at me,
but I'm not quite sure why.

Could you just maybe...

If you're satisfied
with your message, press one.

If not, press two.

Okay, um, if you change your mind,

I'm going to Lani's house to
check the garage for evidence.

Mailbox full. Goodbye.

Damn it.

Why are you hovering?

How is it?

Mm, it's fish and chips. It's fine.

It's not something I usually eat.

I wish you would've told me
that before I asked you

back down here to try it.

- What's the urgency? It's just a dish.
- No, no.

This is not a dish, okay?

This is a new item on the menu,

which I want to introduce tonight.

You know, people are coming for Train,

but they're gonna come back
for the fish and chips,

which, by the way, it's better than fine.

It's delicious.

I love it. It's wonderful.

Well, I'm-I'm sorry,
I'm just not an authority.

Yeah, but you're a Brit.
Fish and chips over there

are like hot dogs over here.

Well, maybe you should
give it to somebody

- who's tried it more elsewhere.
- Higgy,

come on, you're useless.

Dude, you're wrong.

Whatever, man.

Oh, uh... hey. What's going on?

Guy spoke at my vets' group.

- His name's Dan Skordi, 3rd Battalion...
- Look,

I knew Dan Skordi, 3rd Battalion.

He didn't look nothing like that guy.

So, there are two.

Skordi is not a name you hear every day.

Two in the same battalion?
What are the odds?

Yeah... Dan is my friend.

What reason could he have to lie?

Look, lots of people lie

about being vets for all kinds a reasons.

No. No. He gave details

that only someone
who was there could've known.

Gentlemen, I believe I can solve this.

That is Daniel Skordi, and according

to my search, there is only one.

Unfortunately, he's deceased.

That's the Dan Skordi I remember.

- I'm sorry he's no longer with us.
- I don't get it.

I thought I knew the guy.

I can't believe he lied to me.

It's not about you.
It's bigger than that.

I mean, he took a dead vet's identity.

That's stolen valor.

Uh, hang on.
You can't jump to conclusions.

Y-You won't know until you ask him.

H-Hey. Hey, what's up, guys?

You want to come in?

Um, maybe we should

talk out here.

Yeah. What's wrong, Sham?

You sure that's my name?

We know you're not Daniel Skordi.

Why would you say that?

For one thing, he's dead.

You owe me an explanation.

No, I don't owe you anything.

This is stolen valor.

You owe it to everyone
who has ever served.

You don't know what you're talking about.

Get off my property.

Great, no obvious cameras.

So probably no video of the thieves.

Maybe he saw something.

Doesn't look like he's moving
anytime soon.

I thought you weren't
working on the case.

I'm not.

Magnum's risking a lot for a criminal,

so I just wanted to see the extent

of Jason Levner's crimes
and see if it's worth it.

I didn't realize earlier
that it was Jason Levner

you were discussing.

You've heard of him?

His case was big news.

Hedge fund manager does illegal deal,

loses 43 clients' money,
and goes to jail.

One of my friends at the cultural center

was one of his victims.

Poor guy lost everything. Just awful.

Still...

I'm not sure Jason deserves
to die over it.

What's your point?

It's not like you and Magnum

haven't committed felonies before.

I am pretty sure it's something else

that's making you back off the case.

Kumu, I adore you, but I prefer
not to be analyzed.

Okay.

Just... two more cents?

You and Magnum are better as a team.

A man's life is at stake,

and time is of the essence, so

maybe you want to help Magnum
save Jason's life

and, uh, deal with
whatever this is after.

On my eighth birthday, I got Legos

from everyone except Uncle Al.

He gave me one
of those junior Columbo kits,

the kind that teaches you
how to fingerprint.

That summer I printed everything.

Drove my mom crazy.

Had to wipe powder off every appliance.

Ah, terrific, not one print.

The thief must have worn gloves
or wiped it down.

And no forced entry means
we're looking for a pro.

Well, I am.

What are you doing here?

I saw Irv on the porch here,

and I thought he might've seen something.

I thought you weren't working the case.

We're not discussing this now.

You should apologize.

I don't even know why she's mad.

Doesn't matter.

After 40 years, I can tell you

it's the only way to preserve a marriage.

- Oh, no, we're not married.
- No! No.

No, no. No. No.

You should still say you're sorry.

- Makes life a lot easier.
- Fine.

I'm sorry.

You don't even know why.

He said it doesn't matter.

Anyway, according to Irv,
there have been a recent spate

of neighborhood burglaries,
still unsolved.

So he and his wife set up
their own neighborhood watch.

She was on the night shift.

- She see anything?
- I was just getting to that.

Last three nights,
she saw a guy across the street

sitting in his car.

She called the cops, they never came.

They said a guy can sit
in his car all he wants.

Can she describe him?

A little too dark.

And how about the car?

Sorry, she's really bad with cars.

Guessing she didn't get
the license plate.

Of course she did.

We're not amateurs.

So, why the change of heart?

Oh, right.

Now's not the time.

You gonna run those plates?

Mm-hmm.

The vehicle belongs to Bob Hall.

We've just got to figure out
how he's connected.

We already know.

He's one of Jason Levner's victims.

So Jason lost his money.

Yeah, it makes sense
he'd try and steal it back.

Hmm.

Expected something bigger.

Jason's clients invested
hundreds of thousands.

- Millions even.
- Maybe Bob did, too.

Till Jason lost it all.

Hey... I know you didn't
want to take the case.

Is it because we'd be skirting the law?

In success we'll actually be breaking it.

But, no, that wasn't why.

But you do want to help Lani.

Of course I do.

The case articles report 43 victims.

I would argue that there were 45.

An innocent child and a woman
who never signed on

for what her husband did.

And now she has to pay a hefty price.

- Can I help you?
- How you doing?

Thomas Magnum, private investigator.

This is my partner Juliet Higgins.

What's this about?

$3 million, to be exact.

I-I don't... I don't follow.

It was stolen from
Jason Levner's house last night.

I knew that son of a bitch
had all our money

stashed away somewhere.

We know you were at his house last night.

And you think I was there to rob him?

If not, then why were you there?

Let's step inside.

If my daughter Faith comes home early,

I don't want her to hear this.

Before the fraud, Jason
and I were best friends.

Which is why, even though
I never had much money,

I invested my kids'
college fund with him.

Jason lost it all.

Anyway,

Faith started dating Jason's son Kevin

the last few years.

But after Jason did
what he did, I told her

she couldn't see him anymore.

And what did Faith say?

She said, "Okay."

Can you believe it?

I don't get it.

Well, if Faith had
fought him to the death,

it meant she'd probably comply.

But because she agreed so calmly,

it seemed as though she would
probably keep on seeing him?

- It did.
- Hmm.

- You have a teenage daughter?
- No.

- But I was one.
- Ah.

They're complicated, huh?

Nothing scarier in the world.

Yeah, except maybe when they grow up.

Look, I'm a single dad.

Faith is all I care about.

But I didn't see her at the Levners'.

Well, that's because she wasn't there.

How would you know that?

Because after Jason went to jail,

Lani sent Kevin to boarding school.

So... Faith wasn't lying to me.

Mm-mm.

Do you remember seeing anyone there?

Yeah, uh, there was a guy
who went up the driveway.

Came back real fast with two duffel bags.

Seemed heavy.

Guess now I know why.

What did he look like?

Sketchy. Made me think
Lani was a criminal, too,

like her husband.

He drove away.

I-I couldn't really see the car.

This guy... do you think you could

describe him to a sketch artist?

You want me to help the Levners?

Just one.

Kevin's still young, and he's
going through a tough time.

As a father,

can't you just look at it
as helping someone else's kid?

Didn't go so well, huh?

Well, I did some digging.

Asked a Ranger pal to find out
who was on those missions

that your buddy described.

Dude, not my buddy.

Whatever. You said fake Skordi
sounded like he was there,

so I began to think... maybe he was.

Check this out.

There's the real Skordi.

Yeah, and there's the fake one.
Says his name's James Harris.

Your hunch was right, Rick.

So Harris took the identity of a dead man

in his own squad? Why?

To steal the real guy's record?

No, no. Skordi was a good soldier,

but Harris was decorated
for valor three times.

He's even got a Silver Star.

So why would he give that up?

Hi, Jason, I'm...

I know. I spoke to Lani.

Thank you.

We haven't really done anything yet.

The fact that you're willing to help me.

Look, I screwed up.

I hurt a lot of people.

Worst of all, my wife and my boy.

Who else knew about the cash?

Just the dealers threatening me.

Damon and his number two Steven.

Have they gotten physical with you?

Beat me bad a while back.

To make sure that Lani did
what she was supposed to.

Do you know who stole the cash?

No, not yet.

Lani docks in Kona tomorrow.

Now, even if you find the money,
you still got to get it to her.

Jason, we have a lead.

Hey, hey!

I told you, no passing anything
to the prisoner.

Can I at least show it to him?

You recognize him?

I do. Yeah, that guy was
in here for burglary.

You find anything?

Yeah, I found it and I
just forgot to tell you.

You're not still mad at me
'cause I didn't tell Katsumoto?

I mean, I couldn't...

Yes, Lani told us not to.

It's not just that.

We don't have to follow the law.

All right? Gordie...

we'd be putting him in a bad spot.

Or maybe we'd be involving someone

with the resources to actually fix this.

Well, that is a... a very big maybe.

Hey!

What the hell you think you're doing?

I could pretend to be a cop,
threaten to violate his parole.

Nah, that won't work.

But this might.

That three mil you stole?

That was mine.

I had somebody sitting outside
that house for three days.

Waiting to get the money
that Jason stole.

And you took it.

I don't know what you're talking about.

The photos of you
walking down the driveway...

with my duffel bags.

Not like you can go to the
cops with that information.

No.

But this is much more fun.

Easy, easy, lady, okay?

I didn't steal it for myself.

I was under orders to take
those duffels from the garage.

I didn't even know what
was inside of 'em.

You didn't think to ask?

Instructions were on a kite. You know?

Those notes written in code
they sneak out of prison.

Yeah, I know what it is.

Who sent it?

Had to be Damon.

He sends one out like every week.

Could've been his number two Steven.

Sometimes the kites come from him.

Well done.

Now, if you don't want to die,

would you please hand over the money?

I don't got it.

Try again.

I just dropped it off where he said, man.

The edge of the woods by Laniloa Road.

I put the bags by a tree
with a heart carved on it.

Damon's in charge of trafficking.

It was his drug deal.

There's no way he'd
steal it from himself.

So we're looking
at his number two Steven.

Turned on his boss, sent the kite.

Really is no honor amongst thieves.

Nor partners, apparently.

Okay, seriously, you need to tell me

exactly what I did wrong.

You're the brilliant P.I., figure it out.

Over here.

We're too late.

- Nothing here.
- Not nothing.

Those look fresh.

It's a man's size 12.

There's a logo I can't quite make out.

- Looks like a bull's-eye.
- Let me see it?

Those are armory boots.

- Do you have a pair?
- No.

- Well, then, how do you know that?
- I know things.

The only bad thing is,

literally thousands of
guys have those boots.

Great, which will make finding
whoever made those prints

slightly difficult
considering our lack of time.

We should head back to Wahiawa,

see if Damon's number two
guy will talk to us.

Steven? What makes you think the man
behind the theft of the money

is gonna tell us who stole it for him?

So are you going to tell me why you think

- Steven will talk to us?
- I don't know.

Will you tell me why you're mad at me?

So you couldn't figure it out?

No, I could figure it out.
It's just... You know what

I don't get? You get mad at me at least,

I don't know, once a day.

But you always come
straightforward with it.

This time, you refuse
to tell me anything.

Which is just... weird.

Unless you're not mad.

You're hurt?

And you don't like feeling that way.

And you definitely don't like
talking about it.

What are you doing here?

Wait. You called him?

- You went behind my back?
- Of course not.

I would never blatantly
disregard your wishes.

Oh. That's it.

It's not because we didn't go
to Katsumoto. It's...

It's bigger than that.

You know I'm right here, right?

Yeah.

- Didn't go to me about what?
- Uh, well,

we had a favor to ask, that was earlier.

We figured it out, so...

Yeah.

I think we're good.

So who are you visiting?

- Sick relative.
- Potential client.

Try to keep him out of trouble.

Hello, Steven.

Do I know you?

No, but you're gonna want
to hear what we have to say.

Who are you? It doesn't matter.

What does matter is that we know
about the missing cash.

What are you talking about?

The $3 million Lani Levner
was gonna use to buy drugs.

Except that you sent someone
to her house to steal it.

Are you insane? I would never do that.

I didn't even know the money was stolen.

That's a shame. I really hoped you'd
tell us what we wanted to know.

But I guess we're gonna
have to go to your boss Damon?

I don't think he's gonna
like that too much.

If you do that, he's
gonna think I took it.

You got to believe me.

I swear I did not take the money.

Please.

I don't think we have any other choice.

Surely we're not going to tell Damon.

Then why would you make
him think that we are?

I have a plan.
If it works, you'll find out.

Armory boots.

Okay. That's interesting.

I didn't steal valor
so much as give up my own.

That part we figured out. Why?

Skordi was my best friend.

Like a brother.

There was this woman in Oahu, Kalea,

she used to write letters to vets,

you know, cheer them up, do good.

And her correspondence
with Dan became a relationship.

He used to read me her letters.
She was special.

Uh, he was gonna marry her

when his tour was over.

But he didn't make it back.

No, I was with him on patrol
when the IED...

When Kalea's next letter came,
I couldn't break her heart,

so I replied as Dan.

Once. Again, again,

- and again.
- You put it off?

Yeah. I figured

when my tour was over,
I would tell her in person.

But when I got there...

...she thought I was Dan.

By then I loved her, too.

The harder I fell,

the more afraid I was
of telling her the truth.

Look, I know that it's wrong,
but she's my world.

So I changed my name.

And...

I am Dan Skordi.

But you're not.

And you're lying to her.

I-I know.

I know.

But the thing is,

Kalea and me, we're married now.

We got a kid on the way.

I didn't plan this,

but I am begging you.

Please.

Don't say anything.

Don't ruin our lives.

There's no way

the prison employee database
is gonna have

guards' shoe sizes.

Okay. You knew that. I get it.

So what are you doing?

Well, the database
does have their heights.

So I'm extrapolating.

"Extrapolating" means...

I know what it
means. It's not gonna work.

You're assuming, because
a guy wears a size 12,

that he's got to be tall.

I had a friend in the
SEALs who was five-six.

He wore a size 13.

Okay, well, statistically
speaking, that's pretty unusual,

so I reckon my method's worth a shot.

Currently, I'm cross-referencing
guards over six-foot tall

with those who live near the drop site.

Waste of time.

And we have two suspects.

The guy on the left was there when we met

with Jason, and he did
seem pretty interested

in the conversation.

Waste of time, you said?

- Hold on.
- What?

The doorbell's also a camera.

I'll go check this room.

I don't see it!

We've been looking
for under a minute, Magnum.

Yeah, but if it's not here,
and we don't find it soon,

we're not gonna have enough time
to get it to Lani.

Magnum!

We did it. With enough time

to get the money to Lani for the drop.

Nearly a day to spare.

What the hell are you up to now?

You want to tell me what's in there?

No. Not really.

I can't believe you followed us here.

I knew you were up
to something at the prison.

Now I find you at a guard's house,

stealing whatever's in those bags.

What is going on?

We want to tell you the truth.

But we promised our clients not to.

You see, we're kind of in a pickle.

What I see is you're lying to me. Again.

No, I'm not lying. I'm just
not... telling the whole truth.

You're lying by omission.

But I am being honest about the omission.

- Can't you just trust us?
- I have trusted you.

And I've regretted it every single time.

Tell me what's going on. Right now.

No. Nope.

No, Sham, we can't do it.

Trust me.

We need to let this go.

Yeah, but... what happened to

"I can't believe he lied to me"?

Love happened.

- Love?
- Love?

Come on, what love?

You got somebody
you didn't tell us about?

My ex-wife.

Hang on. T-Tell me
you did not go back to her.

Relax. No.

We're okay now...

I mean, civil.

Before that, I hated her.

That's part of the healing process.

But before that...

she rocked my world.

You know, in some ways,

losing my wife was harder
than losing the use of my legs.

And I don't wish that on anyone.

Look, I get love.

But a part of real love is being honest.

I mean, Kalea's about to have
this guy's baby

and she doesn't even know
who he really is.

By my code, that just ain't right.

Okay.

But when I was pissed at my
friend "Skordi" for lying to me,

you said it wasn't about me.

Thing is...

you were right.

It's not about me.

Or you.

It's not about any of us.

It's just about them.

So you get it, right?

I do.

What about trust?

This is about trust.

This time, Magnum, you have to trust me.

Now go. Get out of here.

Can't believe he just took it.

You don't know his plan.

Perhaps Gordon has a way out of this.

Why did we stop?

We have to do something.

- We are. We have to trust Gordon.
- I do.

Thomas Magnum.

I've got a collect call from

Wahiawa Correctional from...

Jason Levner.

Will you accept?

Yes.

Jason, has something happened?

So Steven, the number two guy
threatening me?

Yeah. We know who he is.

Yeah. Well, he turned against Damon.

His boss.

Yeah, he told the cops everything.

And word is HPD is busting everyone.

Steven's going into witness protection

and Damon's being transferred
to a maximum security facility.

I don't know how that happened, but...

but I'm safe.

I'm gonna live.

That's wonderful news, Jason.

Thank you.

Thank you for everything.

We'll be in touch.

So that's why we went to Steven.

This was your plan all along.

Well, it was a Hail Mary
two-pronged approach.

I hoped Steven would give up
the thief, but if not,

the cops would be his only way out.

I told you it would work out.

Well, there's still the matter
of that dirty prison guard.

You want to see him get justice.

Of course.

Ping Katsumoto.

What if he needs help?

He doesn't need help.

He has the entire HPD.

He's still at the guard's house.

Kind of figured this wasn't over.

Look, for what it's worth,

I tried so many times

to tell Kalea. It's just...

The more time that went by,
the more unforgivable it felt.

You gonna give me up?

I think Kalea deserves to know.

And when your kid's born,

they should know who their dad is.

There's a lot they'd be proud of.

If Kalea really loves you,

she'll forgive you.

Good luck with that, man.

I don't understand.

Kalea should know...

but that's your business.

It's not my place to tell her,
or anyone else's.

We won't give you up.

Drop the gun.

The hell you doing in my house?

Waiting for you.

Yeah, no kidding.

Why?

We know about the $3 million you stole.

Let's go for a ride. Huh?

You can tell me how you know
about that on the way.

Move.

Gordie... You all right?

I'll survive.

Hands behind your back.

Come on.

Let's go. Move.

You pinged my phone, didn't you?

- Well...
- And you tipped this guy off

that I was here.

Wh... What are you talking
about? We just pulled up.

Banana leaf.

Oh. Yeah.

Gather you've heard
about Damon and Steven.

I heard.

HPD and Kona police
have already moved against

the other traffickers.

Seized a lot of drugs.

This one turned out well...

- once you told me about it.
- Thanks, Gordie.

By the way, I...

I promise to never lie to you again.

You just did.

But maybe next time you'll trust me.

As soon as I heard it was over,

I caught the first flight back. I...

feel like for the first time in a year,

I can finally breathe.

I understand you spoke
to Detective Katsumoto.

I did.

And I see why you trust him.

He said it was all over now.

I just... I never imagined
that it would all work out.

To be honest, neither did I.

You saved my family.

Thank you.

Of course.

Thank you.

I'm glad we can help.

I'll see you at La Mariana.

♪ I'll be sippin' mai tais ♪

♪ Lookin' back at my life ♪

♪ Remembering the highlights ♪

♪ Thinkin' how the time flies ♪

♪ I'll be sippin' ♪
♪ Mai
tais, sippin' in the middle ♪

♪ Of the afternoon ♪

♪ Daydream drinking, baby,
here's to you ♪

♪ Looks like we made it
and we ain't even through ♪

♪ It ain't even 2:00,
nothing compares to you... ♪

So, figured it out.

At the prison.

You know, as you said, uh...

I may be the best
private investigator ever.

- I never said that.
- Yeah, you didn't say it,

but you meant it. I-I could read
between the lines.

You can't read the actual lines, Magnum.

You said, "I would never intentionally
disregard your feelings."

And you're right. You wouldn't.

But I did.

I asked you to be my partner
for... weeks.

And then I ignored your concerns

and unilaterally decided
to take the case.

And I am truly sorry for that.

- It won't happen again.
- You are forgiven.

♪ Nothing compares to you ♪

♪ Making memories
and some we might recall ♪

♪ Comin' from the heart,
not the alcohol... ♪

And...?

And what?

Wh... You have to apologize, too.

For what?

You know how I can be.

Instead of telling me what I did wrong

and giving me the chance to apologize,

you kept it inside...

for the most part...

and it just made things worse.

And I understand why you did that.

Right? You're a strong woman

and you think that being vulnerable

somehow fights against that.

But it doesn't.

If you're not honest with me
about how you feel,

it's not fair to me.

Not if this is gonna work.

You're right.

I'm sorry, too.

I just want to be equal partners.

Well...

we're not gonna be equal.

You may be just...

a little bit better than me.

And if you tell anybody
I said that, I will deny it.

♪ Nothing compares to you. ♪