All language subtitles for Hawaii 5-O s08e08 Sing a Song of Suspense.eng

Down the corridors of misty dreams

I chase the strange elusive scenes

Of childhood days
In playground games

And never hear the angry names

That once were hurled
In early years

And echo still in unshed tears

But I'm not there

No, I'm not there

In the attic of my memory

I see the faded tapestry

Of tangled threads from broken toys

The photographs of fleeting joys

Of summer days gone quickly by

I turn my face away and sigh

But I'm not there

No, I'm not there

On a day that hasn't dawned as yet

Perhaps someone I've never met

Will say, "I'll tell you who you are

You are the one I've waited for"

And when I look into those eyes

That strip me bare of all disguise

Then I'll be there

Then I'll be

There

Thank you. Thanks a lot.
Thank you very much.

Thank you. Thank you.
I'm glad you liked it.

Well, how was that for a trip
down old memory lane, huh, Koko?

I bet you can't remember the first time
I tried that out on an audience.

- You offering a wager?
- Yep, I am. A dinner.

Four years ago this week at 2 a.m.
In my old Raft Club.

- Right.
- And you...

You had an audience
of about six people.

- Two of whom were awake.
- The bartender and me.

Yeah, there were a few more than that
last night at the concert.

About 8,000 more.

Sweet lady, you had them hanging
from the palm trees.

Thank you, Walter.

One of those. I might as well.

No one's gonna ask me to sing.

I'd like to hear you sing, Julene.

- Yeah.
- You know what I'd like to hear?

I'd like to hear
how you got the man here

to set up that first date
in Las Vegas.

The one that got you
all those recording contracts.

Well, actually, that was Koko's idea.

I thought he was trying
to get rid of me.

I knew you were ready.

Ready? That's funny.

I'm ready as hell,
but he won't send me.

Yeah. We're looking for songs.
You know, the right material for her.

You see? I've been eighty-sixed.

I can't drink. I can't sing.

But that's okay.

Aleno thinks I can.

- Aleno?
- Aleno!

Excuse me.

Yeah.

Would you please call a cab?
I'll be right down.

Thank you.

Leno has contacts in Vegas.
I could be singing there right now.

Aleno is trying
to take over my business.

He would only help you to hurt me.

I have a good voice.

And my career had better get going
somewhere fast, or else...

Or else what?

Or else Leno gets
a late board bulletin

on why his brother
never got back from Macau.

He never came back from Macau

because he went there
to buy some shipload of guns.

He was out of his league.

That's the story
you and Walter cooked up

so that he'd think
the Chinese got his brother.

But I know you sent Jamocha
and Dewey down

to meet him at a fan-tan house
on Felicidad Street.

- Where are you going?
- Las Vegas.

You're too drunk to go anywhere.

Well, if I have to go with a man
who can't cut it anymore,

then I'm gonna sing.

- Got an ID, Duke?
- Her name's Julene Balli, a singer.

Worked in a club
owned by Koko Apaleka.

She fell, or was dropped,
from his penthouse.

- How do you know she didn't jump?
- I don't, but she landed awfully close.

Jumpers push off a little.

Another 3 feet,
she would've made the deep end.

As much as I'd like to nail Koko,

I think he's too cool
to make it this easy.

- Take over, Duke.
- Right.

Hey, bro,
I told you to leave those alone.

Okay, thank you. Leave your name
with the officer at the door, huh?

What do we got, Danno?

Not much, Steve.
Most of them took off.

Looks like 30 or 40 people
were here, huh?

At least.

One of the chicks told me Julene Balli
was spouting off about Aleno Kimura,

then her boyfriend showed up,
and she shut up.

When Che gets here, have him pull
as many prints as possible,

including all these glasses.

Expensive-looking instrument.
Who's Chelsea?

Chelsea Merriman.
The party was given for her.

Koko said he'd give us
a list of all the guests.

Yeah, well, we'll check it
against the prints we pull, just in case.

- Where is he?
- Out on the balcony.

What happened?

If anyone's to blame, McGarrett,
it's me.

- She was taking uppers like vitamins.
- And drinking booze on top of it?

Heavily. Yeah.
Oh, the poor kid needed help.

She wanted to be
like Chelsea Merriman.

She wanted it too much.

And she didn't really have it.

- What happened to your face?
- Trimming some roses this morning.

Extra-long-stemmed ones, no doubt.

Don't leave the islands, Koko.

So many people came down
at one time. I only recognized a few.

Mr. Nichols, the Hixons,
Mr. Jong Lee, the Kahulas.

- Did they all leave by car?
- One woman took a cab.

I didn't see her leave,
but I called it for her.

Which company?

Moana Cab Company at 1:55,

a couple of minutes
before I heard the scream.

I'll never forget that scream.

- Thanks.
- Sure.

Yeah?

I thought you might like to know
the Five-0 guys are poking around.

They're asking about her.

How long have you known
Koko Apaleka?

She was stoned out of her mind.
Now, that's all I know.

I was sort of, well, juiced up,
you know?

And I get silly, really silly,
when I drink.

Now, you mentioned that Julene
was shouting about Aleno Kimura

to Koko just before...

- I don't remember that.
- But yesterday you told me...

No, I couldn't have been that silly.
I was there, but it was all...

I can't remember anything.
Nothing. Okay?

Okay, Miss Anderson.

Thank you for your help.

How's it going, Danno?

I don't know what they were drinking
last night, but it wasn't truth serum.

- Well, you've had quite a few in here.
- Yeah, but they're all well-rehearsed.

Same speech about Julene
being high on reds and booze.

Well, at least they're talking.

Someone may say something
if they talk enough.

All right, thank you, Mr. Allen.
We can reach you at this address?

- Yeah, till the 28th.
- Okay, fine. Thank you.

- I'm Steve McGarrett.
- Oliver MacDougall, sir.

I asked him to help
with the questioning.

He used to be with L.A.P.D.

- What division were you with in L. A?
- Hollenbeck.

He was in Narcotics for a while.
Quite a few commendations.

And you moved to Hawaii
so you can surf the North Shore, huh?

Yes, sir, partly.

Any luck with the questioning?

Well, not much.
But for what it's worth,

some of those people left the party
awfully fast

because they were either carrying
hash or pot.

How do you know that?

They get brown stains on their fingers
from biting down on short roaches.

If you get anything hot, let me know.
Where's Chin?

Checking out that cab.

- Where did you drop her off?
- I took her to the Elton Palms.

How did you know her name?

Are you kidding?
I took one look in the mirror, and I said,

"Hey, you're Chelsea Merriman."
And she said, "Yeah."

Well, what else did she say?

She forgot her purse at a party,
but she didn't wanna go back for it.

She was worried about something.

She kept looking through the window
to see who was behind us.

- Thanks, bro.
- All right.

Custom-made.

I can understand
how she could forget it,

but why hasn't she inquired about it
with a concert this afternoon?

According to the cab driver,
she also left her purse.

Danno, when you deliver it,
go easy on the questions.

If she knows anything,
she might get scared.

- We have no reason to hold her.
- No reason yet.

Five-0's talked to everyone
who was at the party,

including a few
who I didn't even know was there.

What about Chelsea?

I'm not sure,
but I know they're interested in her.

You think she could've
seen something?

Yeah. Maybe.

She left that in my dressing room.

Your friend with the penthouse
called.

- Koko?
- Yeah.

What did he want?

He'll send his driver to pick you up
after the concert

to get that dinner you owe him.

And he said that he got your purse,
in case you were worried.

Here, let me get it.

I'll get it.

- Yeah?
- I'm Dan Williams with Hawaii Five-0.

Miss Merriman, your guitar.

Oh, thank you.

- I'd like to ask you a few questions.
- I really appreciate that, Mr. Williams?

- Yeah.
- But listen...

I'm Miss Merriman's manager,
and she has a concert now.

- They're waiting for her downstairs.
- So we'll talk later, all right?

Why don't you just both go on down?

I've gotta tune this thing up
in a hurry.

- All right.
- Thanks again.

Never mind. Don't get out.
I'm in a hurry.

Airport.

This way, Miss Merriman.

We have a car more suited
to your status.

- Who do you think you are?
- A devoted admirer, Miss Merriman.

It is an honor
to make your acquaintance.

I warn you,
I told the cabby to call the police.

It's unlikely that he will.

He knows us.

- Where are we going?
- To pick up the boss.

Koko has nothing to worry about.

Yeah, Danno?

She skipped the concert?

Okay. Check the airport detail.

If she shows up, have her detained.

Right.

- Jenny, get me H.P.D., please.
- Yes, sir.

Steve, Aleno Kimura is here.

Send him in.

Please forgive the intrusion,
Mr. McGarrett.

But I think you'll find this
a pleasant interruption.

May I introduce
Miss Chelsea Merriman?

- What's all this about?
- Law and order, Mr. McGarrett.

This island will be a more pleasant
place without Koko Apaleka.

The difficulty
is keeping this beautiful lady alive

for Koko's trial.

Cream and sugar?

No, thanks. Just black.

Aren't you supposed to say,
"Don't be nervous, Miss Merriman.

These are just routine questions"?

You have a right to be jittery.
That must've been a frightening ride.

Well, it was a bit mystifying, all right.

For a while there, I thought I might
wind up in an octopus garden.

Well, anyway, here I am.

Someone informed me

that you were to sing
at a charity concert this afternoon.

Well, I was just too strung out
to get up on a stage and smile.

Because of yesterday?

Yes.

- That girl's fall.
- Fall?

Her scream.
It was enough to shake anybody up.

So you left immediately?

Didn't everyone?

That's not what I asked.

I left immediately.

Then you called a cab
before she fell?

Well, I don't enjoy parties,

particularly when
I'm there mainly to sing.

And I'd had my quota of people
and mai tai, so I just folded my tent.

Do you know anything
about how Julene Balli fell?

- No, I don't.
- You're sure of that?

Yes.

Could you swear to that
on a witness stand?

You're making me very, very nervous,
Mr. McGarrett.

I am not used to being interrogated.

Particularly by
highly skilled investigators

wearing guns
under their carefully tailored suits.

Well, I would've thought
that you were quite accustomed

to men carrying guns,
having worked Koko's clubs.

- Thanks for the coffee.
- I'll have someone drive you back.

Thank you.

Jenny, see if you can find Duke
and Chin.

Tell them I'd like
to see them immediately.

- Steve, Doc is here.
- All right, I'll see him now.

My men will be here momentarily.
Just please relax.

Sit down.
No more questions, I promise.

Miss Merriman, Dr. Bergman,
our forensic specialist.

How do you do?

Point-one-oh blood alcohol.

- No other drugs?
- Just the alcohol.

You mentioned a bruise
and laceration.

- When were they made?
- Shortly before death.

I also found someone else's
skin particles under three of her nails.

Try to get a make on that skin.

But she was alive
when she went over the rail?

Yes. No question.

Okay, Doc. Thank you.

Let me ask you something,
Miss Merriman.

You have trouble keeping promises,
don't you?

But this is a theoretical question.

If you had seen Koko push that girl
off the balcony,

would you testify to that fact?

That's one of those iffy questions
you hear at cocktail parties.

I mean, nobody could answer that
until they have to.

Maybe.

Maybe.

But

I remember a line
from one of your songs:

"Too many folks are moving on
when they should stick around

and hold their ground."

- Did you write that?
- Yeah.

But I was much older then.

- Thank you.
- Yes, ma'am.

Central, patch me through
to McGarrett.

- McGarrett.
- Steve, this is Duke. You were right.

They were waiting for her at the hotel.
They spotted us, then took off.

Oh, that's fine, Duke. That's fine.

They'll tell Koko that we have
a tight surveillance on her,

so he'll back off a little.

Stood me up, Chels. First time ever.

Well...

Well, you know us big stars.

Yeah.

Who'd you think I was just now
when you walked in?

Well, I just wasn't expecting
anybody to be here.

You kind of gave me a start.

- Well, where are we gonna eat?
- It's your money.

No, actually,
I was thinking of Dolphin's Cove.

They still do the best mahi-mahi
in the Pacific.

Sounds great.

Right now
I could sure use one of those.

- Oh, you brought my purse. Thanks.
- Yeah.

I was having an identity crisis
without my credit cards.

- You took my drink.
- Oh, I'm sorry.

You look like you just got back
from the dentist.

Yeah, my Novocain's wearing off.

Chels, how's your mother?

Peachy.

And Marissa?

Oh, she's getting to look
more like her father every day.

Lucky girl.

You ever hear from him?

No.

No. The divorce was it.

- Who are you calling?
- Room Service.

You're too tired to go out.

Yeah, this is 768.
Let me speak with Robaire.

Robaire. Koko.

Yes, fine, fine, fine.

Listen, I need something very special
this evening.

For two.

What do you suggest?

Perfect. Perfect. Yeah.

And maybe some dry red wine
from a better year?

Yeah. Yeah.
Tell your wine steward it's for me.

Right.

You're welcome.

Well, it's been a long time
since we've had dinner together.

Yes.

- Well, how's business?
- As good as ever.

Better if it wasn't for this thing
with Julene.

I understand Aleno delivered you
to Five-0 this afternoon.

Delivered is right.

Don't you wanna know
what McGarrett asked me?

- What I told him?
- Isn't anything to tell him, is there?

Well, I just said
that she was very uptight and drunk.

Yeah, they'd like to think
there's more to it than that.

A murder rap
would make McGarrett very happy.

Not to mention Aleno Kimura.
He's hoping you'd finger me.

Well, all he succeeded in doing
was giving me a good scare.

Chelsea.

When were you in my dressing room
yesterday at the party?

Gee, I don't remember.

I think it was...
I know it was before I sang.

Yeah.

Look at you, putting up a front.

Sitting here being nice to me,
and you're exhausted.

- Forget dinner. We'll talk tomorrow.
- Oh, I'm sorry.

I just have a case
of the terminal yawns.

- I'm sorry, Koko.
- It's all right. It's all right.

How about lunch tomorrow?

Why don't we make it breakfast
at the airport?

- Because I'm getting the noon flight.
- All right, fine.

Bet Marissa's anxious
to see you, huh?

- How old is she now?
- Seven going on 25.

- Growing like a weed.
- Yeah.

I remember how much
you used to call her every night,

no matter where you were.

I know how much she means to you.

Yeah.

- Tomorrow morning, about 10?
- Right.

- Good night, Koko.
- Good night.

Hello?

Oh, yes. Thank you, operator.

- Hello, Mom?
- Oh, hi, dear. Are you still in Hawaii?

Is it Mommy?

- No, all is quiet on the home front.
- When's she coming home?

Oh, just a moment, dear.
There's somebody at the door.

- I'll put Marissa on.
- Okay.

- Hello, Mommy.
- Hello, darling. How are you?

I'm fine, Mommy. I miss you.

Oh, I miss you too, sweetheart.

But look, I'll be home tomorrow,
and we'll spend lots of time together.

- Oh, good. Here's Nannie.
- Marissa, it's for you.

Hi. It was just a deliveryman, Chelsea.
Did you send Marissa something?

- No. Who's it from?
- Well, it doesn't say.

What is it, Marissa?

Mommy, it's a beautiful doll.

But its head is broken.
Somebody broke it.

Darling,

let me speak to Nannie again.

- Yes?
- Mom.

I want you to do something
right now.

I'll explain everything
when I get there.

Pack a bag, and take Marissa
to Uncle Frank's in Arizona.

- Now?
- Right now.

I'll meet you there.
Get going, please.

Yeah, bye, Mom.

Operator?

I want the office of Hawaii Five-0.

Here they come. Come on, Juan.

Is that Miss Merriman in there?
We'd like to talk to her.

We'd like to ask her a few questions.

Are you in police protection?

- No, I just couldn't get a cab.
- Take it easy, gentlemen.

She's suffering
from nervous exhaustion.

- Why all the security, Mr. McGarrett?
- Routine protection.

When she feels up to it,
we're gonna ask some questions.

- What about?
- Death of Julene Balli. What else?

Is there a possibility that she might
testify against Koko Apaleka?

We have no comment.
No comment, gentlemen.

She's gonna talk.

We're not making any hit
till we know for sure.

You and Chelsea were pretty close.

Yeah, very.

She's like a sister.

If they charge you with murder,
there's no bail.

- You're inside.
- Yeah. Yeah.

All right.

Why don't you set it up?

But don't move on her.

We're not positive
she has anything to tell them.

Julene was bugging Koko
about her career

and getting contacts in Vegas.

And he dragged her into the bedroom
to shut her up.

Where were you then?

Oh, I was in a dressing room
off the bedroom.

I was calling a cab.
They didn't know I was there.

And she was pretty well stoned.

She threatened to tell Aleno

about his brother being killed in Macau
by Koko's guys.

- Is that what set him off?
- Yeah, partly.

But what really punched his button

was when she made some crack
about his virility.

He slapped her,
and she started scratching him.

And he knocked her over the rail.

She hung on there for a moment.

He could've helped her,

but he let her fall.

I wish I could've done something.

Well, you're doing something now.

Okay, Tom, that should be enough

for the district attorney
to get an indictment.

I should've told you before.

But I just...

- I just couldn't.
- I understand.

I might've done the same thing

if I had a daughter and mother
within Koko's reach.

Oh, incidentally,
they're not going to Arizona.

They're in a comfortable
Los Angeles apartment

with 24-hour police protection.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Took a long time,
but we got what we need to nail Koko.

I'm going downtown
with the deposition.

- Does Koko know she's gonna testify?
- Oh, yeah, he'll know.

So you better have Danno and Duke
get a warrant to pick him up.

- Oh, Chin, take good care of her.
- I will.

Hawaii Five-0.
Here's a search warrant.

We wanna see Koko.

I could've told you he wasn't here.
He's gone fishing.

Yeah, perfect day for fishing.

- Yes?
- They were just here, with a warrant.

Excuse me.
I came to see Pete Hoveland.

He's got heart trouble, I hear.

Room B-311.

I hope he can eat chocolate.
I paid $5 for this little box.

- His nurse will advise you.
- Thank you.

Hi, Pete.

Hey, Tap. What are you doing here?

Came to see
how you're getting along.

- What's my temperature?
- Same as last time: Normal.

- I don't know what you're doing here.
- You don't know what I'm doing here?

I'm lying here
with coronary pains in my chest,

listening to this brass-headed bimbo
tell me how healthy I am,

and for this I'm spending
$85 a day, plus tax?

Simmer down. You're getting all red.
Brought you a little present.

- Oh, you shouldn't have.
- It's all right.

Excuse me. The nurse told me
that Chelsea Merriman's inside.

Sorry. This is a restricted area.
You'll have to leave, mister.

Listen, I'm one of her original fans.
I have all her 45s.

Let me just leave my business card.
She knows me.

- Let me just slide it under the door.
- Hold it.

Guy in B-311 had a visitor.
Claimed to be a fan of Chelsea's.

Big as a whale.
Took two of us to drag him away.

And that's when the hitter got in.

Got her right in the capsule,
didn't he?

Yeah.

Well, this should buy us
a couple more days anyway, Chin.

Keep a guard outside that door
as if nothing has happened.

- You gonna be home?
- No, the reporters have that number.

This is one night we can all sleep.
I'm going down to the beach house.

I can see why you never got married.

You keep lousy hours.

Morning.

Watch it, Matsu.

- Catch.
- Got it.

- How about some life-giving fluid?
- Oh, yeah. I could use it.

Thank you.

Where did you learn
to make coffee like that?

Slinging hash in a New York beanery
while working my way through Juilliard.

I admire you for that.

How did you sleep?

Oddly enough, I slept very well.

Probably because
I knew you were out here,

protecting me from the forces of evil
and junk mail.

What would you like for breakfast?

Oh, don't bother.
I'm one of those nuts who eat dates

and figs and wheat germ and yogurt.

Yeah, but what do you love?

I mean, what do you really crave,

if you forgot all about
the daily minimum requirements

of vitamins and proteins?

How about a mushroom omelet

sprinkled with
a little Parmesan cheese?

Oh, yeah.

Some whole-wheat bread, toasted,

with seedless black raspberry jam.
Seedless.

Yeah.

I see you cheat once in a while.

I saw the makings out in the kitchen.

- Found me out, huh?
- Yeah.

It'll be ready
by the time you're out of the shower.

How long am I a prisoner here?

Not that I'm complaining.

I might turn into
a professional witness.

A few weeks, anyway. I hope.

Do you ever take any days off?

Occasionally.
That's why I rent this place.

You should, you know?

When can I call my daughter?

Oh, we'll put the call through to you
from our switchboard downtown.

It's a marvelous breakfast.

Not bad for a show-biz type, huh?

You're not a show-biz type, Chelsea.

- You'll make some guy...
- Yeah, I know.

I'll make some guy a good singer.

- You'll make some nice lady...
- Yeah. Yeah, I know.

A good cop.

It's a lonely life, isn't it,
amid all the glamour?

Lonelier than you think.

Who's that?

Oh, Oliver.

- Oliver?
- Yes, sir?

- Go around the front, please.
- Right now.

Come on, I want you to meet
your bodyguard.

Chelsea,
this is Officer Oliver MacDougall.

- Nice to meet you.
- Pleasure to meet you.

I've been a fan of yours
for many years.

- Well, thank you.
- Yes.

Koko will be a day or two
figuring out what happened.

- But keep your eyes open.
- Yes, sir.

- You too, Chelsea.
- Right.

Call if you're gonna be late
for dinner, dear.

Thank you very much.

I just called the hospital.

All information regarding Chelsea
is being handled by the Five-0 office.

It's like nothing happened.

Dewey said he put three slugs
into somebody.

It was her bed,
and the slugs drew blood.

Yeah, I believe him. I believe him.
We're still being conned.

I'm a fugitive from justice.

Aleno's probably sitting
in his restaurant, eating buttered squid,

laughing his head off.

We gotta figure this out.

We got to assume that Chelsea's alive.
Wounded maybe, but alive.

To find her, we gotta watch McGarrett
every minute.

Find out where he eats,
drinks, sleeps.

He's got an apartment at Waikiki.

Good. Find out if he got a beach house
or a cabin in the mountains.

- Anyplace for a getaway.
- I'll see what I can do.

No. No. Wait.
That one goes like this. See?

- Is that an A or an E?
- Darned if I know. Just goes.

- Friend of yours?
- Officer Matsu, the Yankee Clipper.

- Hello?
- Long distance

calling Miss Chelsea Merriman.

- Yes, this is Chelsea Merriman.
- One moment, please.

It's a Miss Marissa Merriman
calling from Los Angeles, California.

Hello?

Hello, Marissa?

Marissa? Hello?

Operator?

I'm sorry.
We seem to have lost the connection.

I'll try rerouting this call
and call you back.

I need Dewey.

To the house of many doors.

May Koko be there
for the rest of his days.

Mariko, this is cold.
Take it back and bring some hot sake.

Aloha, Aleno.

Well, she sounded just like
a regular telephone operator.

Yeah, it's possible, but they weren't
scheduled to call until later.

I'll have the telephone company
check it out.

Steve, I hope I didn't get you out here
for nothing.

Well, in a way, I'm hoping you did.

- McGarrett.
- Steve, Aleno Kimura just called.

He said Koko's hiding out
at 1732 Kalanianaole.

You can call him back
at his restaurant to verify.

All right. Get Duke out to Aina Haina
to check it out.

Operator, give me the number of
Kimura's restaurant downtown, please.

Aleno Kimura.

Yes, Mr. McGarrett.

That's the address I was given
as his hideout.

My pleasure.

Was that performed
to your satisfaction?

Perfect.

You have great poise, Aleno.

McGarrett.

Walter Mapu and Jamocha
just walked in.

They're talking to someone.
Must be Koko.

What do you mean, it must be Koko?
Can't you see his face?

I can't, Steve. But his car's there.
Looks like a straight tip.

Maybe. Have H.P.D. Block the roads
in and out. Get a chopper on top.

Spread a wide net in case
they're tipped before we move in.

I'll be there in 20 minutes.

Think we got a chance
to bag the big man himself, huh?

It would appear so, but maybe
that's what we're playing here,

a game of appearances.

Now, this is what I'd like you to do,
Oliver. Call Danno...

- By George, I think you've got it.
- One more time, please, okay?

All right.

Tomorrow never comes

Never, ever comes

All we have...

Remember the orders, okay?

Who is it?

- Is McGarrett here?
- No, he's not.

I have some more information
for him.

Can I leave it with you?

Let me see some identification.

Okay, Mr. Kimura. Come on in.

- Thank you.
- Sure.

Oh, you're not alone. I'm sorry.
I would've come another time.

Oh, no sweat. McGarrett just left.
He'll be back in about an hour or so.

Why don't you sit down
and just make yourself comfortable?

Thank you.

Officer, quietly.

Your gun, please.

Come on.

Now, don't try anything. Over there.

Don't move, Koko.

Drop both guns on the floor.

Put your hands on your head.

Frisk him.

Turn around.

I saw you drive down the coast.
How'd you get back?

The beach. I like to jog.
Book him, Danno.

- How would you like to do the honors?
- My pleasure.

All right, please,
give me your left hand.

You gonna testify, Chels?

I don't think
I owe you anything, Koko.

I may have,
until I watched you kill Julene.

Come on, let's go.

You know, if you were interested,

I'd make you

a pretty good dinner tonight.

- Candles and all that.
- Would you?

I have to. You never take me out.

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