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Because we're busting out of this stink hole in exactly one minute and 20

seconds.

Want some brandy? Yeah.

Who doesn't?

Suppose we wait till we hit the wall in our studio.

Iggy, what's up?

The guest house is dark and the Ferrari is gone.

And you're missing me? And the intercom at the front gate is still broken. Did

you ever call Rick's friend to get it repaired?

I did.

No, I'm sorry about that.

I'll do the first thing in the morning, okay?

Is that Stalag 17 I'm hearing?

It is, indeed.

Impressive. Where are you?

Currently, I'm at the Mackay Hotel's luxurious honeymoon suite, having the

most amazing ice cream sundae I've ever had. You cannot seriously be using that

suite. Why not? They gave it to us for free.

Under false pretenses?

Yeah, but they wanted us to have it. Because we were pretending to be a

couple whose reservation was lost so that you could gain access to their

computer system.

What was I supposed to do? Not use it? Let it go to waste?

You really don't see anything wrong with this, do you?

Look, I have an important meeting with a client in the morning, and I didn't want

to drive all the way downtown.

That is not an excuse, Magnum. Well, I can't leave now. I already left a five

-star review.

I talked about the room, the service, the sundae, plus that super awesome

Japanese toilet that does everything for you. You know, plus there's a bunch of

stuff I haven't even tried yet. If I leave now, it will all be a lie.

You lied to get the room.

No, we lied to get the room.

What's going on?

It appears there's an intruder on the property.

Do you see anybody on the surveillance system?

Higgins?

Higgins!

Higgins? It's okay. It's okay.

You shoot the intruder and then you tend to his wounds? The wound came with me,

I'm afraid.

It's all right, Magnum. This is an old friend from back in the MI6 days.

He had to jump the gate because someone didn't fix the intercom.

Ian Price.

Hope you don't mind if I don't get up.

Magnum's a private investigator. He lives in the guesthouse.

This colopoltis is my Auntie Kayona's go-to remedy.

It should help with the bleeding after.

After what? The bullet is still in his leg and we have to remove it. Yeah, this

man needs a hospital. No, no, no hospitals.

Bullet wounds get reported to the authorities.

That is a bad thing. Why?

Ian is here unofficially. He's on a personal mission. It's unsanctioned by

MI6. Unsanctioned? Oh, illegal.

Great. What's the mission?

Actually, we haven't got that far yet.

Although I am starting to become rather curious myself.

Perhaps you'd care to share?

You can trust them.

It's about Viper, Jules.

An analyst in the Far East office picked up some chatter.

There's a person on this island who claims to have information about Viper's

identity and they're offering it to the highest bidder.

Who's Viper? He's an assassin.

We've been chasing him for years.

Viper's responsible for the deaths of a number of Western assets and other...

high-value targets, but we've never been able to put a name or a face to him.

And I'm guessing you have some connection with this guy.

Yeah.

He murdered the man I loved.

Hang on.

Steady.

Deep breath.

Stay there.

Okay,

now your turn.

The person who can apparently ID Viper is one Fiona Mahoy, a local woman who

peddles stolen intelligence government secrets.

She's rather like WikiLeaks, except she's in it for money.

Using a false identity, I went to visit Fiona this evening to negotiate a price,

but she sussed out that I was MI6, and it's just so she didn't appreciate being

lied to.

Actually, I was fortunate to get away with just one bullet wound.

And where is this Fiona Mahoy? She operates out of a warehouse in Kalihi.

I hope I'm saying that right. You nailed it.

And how many men are with her?

At least three.

All out?

To the teeth.

I think Mr. Price could use some rest right now.

Magnum, can I have a word with you?

Yeah.

You're gonna go see this Fiona woman, aren't you? If she has information on

the Viper, we have to know what it is.

We may never get this opportunity again.

Now, about...

All these favors that I've been doing for you recently. Sure.

I'll help.

Well, that was easy.

Don't you have to see a new client in the morning?

This seems important.

Can you really afford to lose out on this job?

No, but I'll figure it out.

What's up, Mr. M?

What, your usual spicy garlic?

Not right now, Cammy. I'm working a case. Hello there. Donald Stolper.

My wife, Lauren.

The pleasure is all mine.

Thank you for meeting us, Mr. Magnum. Please, call me Tommy.

You sure he bought it?

Completely. I think I do a better you than you do.

And the job? Piece of cake. The client's daughter just announced that she wants

to marry the boyfriend next week. He's freaking out, wants me to run a check on

the guy, make sure he's not a psycho or anything.

You just gotta make sure he doesn't have an arrest record, run a background check

on the guy. Tommy, baby, I got this.

Okay, I'll call you later.

All right.

So, we need to talk about what we're going to do when we get to Fiona's

place. We've got to have a plan going, and we can't just walk in there and say

we're buyers interested in the Viper's identity. After the shootout last night,

there's no way she'd see us. Agreed.

So how do you want to play this?

We can pose as sellers.

Say that we're in possession of state secrets.

That could work, but you've got to lose the accent.

Fiona and her crew just shot at a Brit yesterday.

A Brit comes in, I could make him jump.

Copy that.

Losing the accent.

You shouldn't be here.

Which one of you is Fiona?

Yeah, I guess none of you are.

Where can we find her?

There's no Fiona here. Tell her we have intimate details about a false flag

operation ordered by Arturo Pali.

I don't know what you're... Yes.

Understood. The owner will see you.

It's clean.

Clear.

Arturo Pali.

You sure know how to get my attention.

But first, can I ask who referred you to me?

We were referred by the gentleman from last night, and we want the same thing

he did. Whoa, relax, guys.

And I suppose you're also MI6?

Hardly. Look, we don't want any trouble.

All we want is your intel on Viper.

Name your price.

I'm sorry, but that information is no longer for sale.

See them out.

I didn't have to go this way. Just tell me what you have on Viper. Sweetheart,

I've been threatened by people a lot scarier than that.

Next, I'll take your ear off.

And you can guess where we go from there. Who the hell are you? Who we are

is unimportant.

Just give us the information.

Please.

I have a source who stumbled onto a Cayman Islands bank account.

There's strong evidence to suggest it's controlled by Viper. I want specifics.

I want the name of the bank.

What's the account number? My source hasn't given me those details.

Look, I'm just a broker.

People come to me with information and I help them monetize it in exchange for a

cut. In this case, my source was only going to reveal the details of that

account after they received payment.

But after what happened last night, they got skittish and backed out. That's why

the information is no longer up for sale. I want the name of your source.

I don't know that either. I swear.

We communicate electronically, but their intel is always good.

All Fiona could give us was her source's IP address.

Well, having the details of that Cayman Islands account would be a tremendous

lead. We could trace it back to Viper and finally ID him.

Agreed. First, we need to ID Fiona's source.

Do you think you'd be able to manage that?

If not, we'll find them another way.

Funny. That's the Juliet I know.

It's Major Domo living in paradise.

That person's a stranger to me.

Who was he?

The man she lost.

I suggest you ask her that.

I'm asking you.

His name was Richard Dane.

I recruited him out of Oxford. He was my protege. He was on assignment in

Istanbul, attempting to track down Viper, but...

Which is ironic in retrospect.

Ironic how?

Against my advice...

Juliet and Richard have made plans to resign from MI6.

They were going to be married, start a family.

Just a week before he was killed.

Trace the location of the source's IP address.

Let me guess, the public library.

Try the Taipei Consulate.

The IP is assigned to a government computer there.

Unfortunately... There is no way of knowing which of the 75 people who work

at the consulate is the primary user of that particular computer.

Any way you can access the computer's webcam?

That's not a bad idea.

Yes, of course I can.

Is there anything in the background that can help ID this guy?

Doesn't appear to be.

Oh, hello.

Come on, show your face.

We don't have time for this. Maybe you can lure them over. Can you send like a

whoosh sound or a chime?

Like the kind you get when you're getting an email? Yeah.

Brilliant. I don't know if it works.

Gotcha.

The sauce?

is Jing Kuan. He's a reputable cultural attache for the Taipei government.

Someone in that station could easily parlay his connections into selling

secrets. According to Fiona, he's been doing that quite a bit lately. The

problem is that Jing works and lives on the grounds of the consulate, so getting

to him is going to be tricky.

So what's the play?

stake it out, wait for him to emerge, and then confront him on what he has on

Viper? That's for sure that's an option. After what happened to you, Jing got a

little jumpy. He might be holed up in that consulate for quite some time. The

point is that in order for us to get close enough to Jing to question him,

we're going to have to go in there.

How on earth will you manage that?

They are having a reception tonight.

There's going to be a lot of guests. We're thinking maybe that could be our

way in.

Yes, but our dear Mr. Kwan is unlikely to surrender the information he has on

Viper without some resistance.

Forgive me, but interrogating a diplomatic official without weapons on

what is essentially foreign soil with so much security around, well, it's hardly

what I'd call ideal.

Well, then we're going to have to find a way to get Jing outside the consulate in

order to question him.

You know what I'm thinking?

Prague 2014.

The embassy.

Yeah. But Helmuth took weeks to set up.

Well, you know what you're always saying. A good plan today is better

than... Better than a perfect plan tomorrow, yeah.

Okay, I don't know what you guys are saying, but if you're saying what I

think you're saying, you're talking about going into the Taipei Consulate,

uninvited, which is essentially invading another country, and kidnapping a

foreign diplomat.

Yes.

That's precisely what we're saying.

There he is. My client's would-be son-in-law, Jeremy.

Taking a sweet time deciding what to order. Boring?

Maybe. But solving a case is a lot like solving a jigsaw puzzle.

You gotta have patience.

But once that first piece fits, then the whole jigsaw puzzle falls into place.

Okay, nothing you just said makes any sense.

That's not how puzzles or private investigating works. You've obviously

never seen me solve a jigsaw puzzle. I'm very good. As good as you are at being a

PI? Yeah, why?

Because your boy over there just started flirting with that waitress. What? And

you totally missed it.

First of all, I was right on top of that.

Second of all, he's not flirting. He's probably just ordering some food in a

very jokey way that has her laughing a lot and touching his shoulder

affectionately.

Look.

If there's anything going on between the two of them, you need to hear what's

going on. You're right.

You're right.

I got an idea.

You're calling me.

Yeah, yeah, pick it up so it's an active line.

Now, you see that potted plant right next to Jeremy's table?

I want you to go over there, drop the phone into it so we can hear what

they're saying.

Unless, of course, you're not smooth enough to pull that off.

Am I smooth enough?

Please. All right.

Watch me work. Let's see what you got, Daddy.

Hey, man.

You just dropped your cell phone.

What phone?

Right there in the planner.

See?

That's crazy, man.

How'd that happen?

Good luckin' out, man.

Not a word.

Magnum and Rick, PI Services.

Rick speaking.

How may I help you?

How's it going? Good, other than TC messing up my surveillance.

It was your plan.

Thomas, it's not his fault. He doesn't have PIDNA like me and you. PIDNA?

P-I-D-N-A.

Whatever, man. I'll let you guys do get out later. Right now, I need a favor.

All right, hit me.

Who do you know at the State Department?

There are over 300 guests with plus ones.

Need to figure out who I could realistically pass as.

Easy enough.

Just a simple process of elimination.

First, cross off all the females.

Okay, that leaves us with 157 guests.

Now we'll zero in on those 35 to 40.

35? I could definitely pass for somebody in their late 20s.

Don't flatter yourself.

35 to 40?

Right, that leaves us with 13 guests.

Cross out the obvious ethnicities.

Mm-hmm. That leaves us with three, two of whom are public figures who you

couldn't realistically pretend to be, which leaves us with one. David Gomez,

scholar and a successful author. That's nice. Someone smart with a job.

I reckon you can pull that off.

Very funny. Yes, I can be David Gomez.

Right. Then I will be his plus one. Now all we need is his invitation and a way

to ensure that the real David Gomez doesn't turn up at the party.

Rick and Magnum PI services. Rick speaking. How can I help you?

Rick and Magnum? What happened to Magnum and Rick?

Yeah, management's restructuring. What's up? I need a favor.

Again? Yeah, but not from you, from TP.

No, no, I'm sorry. He's helping me out right now.

I thought you said he was getting in the way of your surveillance.

I said no such thing.

Yes, you did.

Besides, I need his help. Yeah, I need his help right now, too.

Guys, guys, fellas, as much as it feels good to be fought over, I'm not a piece

of meat. Hold on, hold on.

Let me guess, Magnum.

You need a ride somewhere.

Yes, but not in the chopper.

Excuse me, is this Diamond Head Road? The consulate's the other way.

Sorry, Mr. Gomez.

My navigation said there's been an accident. This is the long way, but

we'll get there faster.

You guys got your tickets?

Yep, I got them right here.

Perfect.

Now what's going on?

I'm real sorry.

I feel awful about this. Awful about what?

I almost forgot. I got you guys some quarter water, some chips, some dip.

I'll be back in a few hours, okay? You're crazy, and I'm gonna report you.

Look, man, I'm really sorry about this. I'll be back in a few hours. Some poke

in here, too, okay?

Oh, well, look at you.

I've forgotten how well you scrubbed up. Stop.

You look radiant.

Thanks.

Wait a minute, that's not the dress you wore when we... Yeah, the same.

When we weren't included in the celebration of the release of Libyan

refugees, even though we were the ones who were responsible for it. So we

celebrated on our own and got absolutely steaming drunk.

What?

That was the first time that Richard

ever told me how he felt about me.

He once told me that all he ever wanted growing up was to become an MI6 agent.

That if he could start a life with you, he'd give it all up in a moment.

Thanks, Ian.

Apart from the outrageous circumstance that brought us together, I'm... I'm

really glad to see you again.

I couldn't agree more.

Hi, look at you.

Knock, knock.

Somebody call the driver?

TC? This is Ian, Theodore Calvin.

Might as well be Walter Lee today.

Pleasure to meet you. Nice to meet you, bro.

Magnum's on his way over. I'm just going to be a second.

Bruce Lee fan?

Yeah, why?

Kickin' like Kato, baby.

A little help, please?

You still haven't learned.

Why learn how to fish if you can get somebody else to catch them for you?

Can I ask you a question?

Yes.

The necklace I found with the R on it, that...

That was from Richard, wasn't it?

Yes.

Can I ask you another question?

What's that?

When we get Jing Kuan, what happens if he doesn't talk?

He'll talk.

What happens if he doesn't?

Kuan is the only one who can lead me to Viper.

I'll make sure he talks.

Make sure?

Mm-hmm.

That doesn't mean torture, does it?

Because that's not the Higgins that I know.

And I know you.

You don't know me that well.

The waitress.

I knew it.

Damn, I'm good.

Jeremy,

you dirty dog.

Okay, let's go get the money shot.

What?

I'm a private eye, sort of.

Your dad?

No, no, not her dad. Your fiancé's dad.

I am his fiancé.

Come again?

I'm Lana Stolper.

And you work at the restaurant.

What kind of idiot P.I. are you? Forget that!

What the hell is wrong with your dad?

Hiring some schmuck to tail me? Who does that?

We're waiting just outside the gate. Thank you, TC.

You're welcome.

Mr. Gomez, careful.

Thank you, brother.

You know, these shoes are really, really killing me.

Bloody heels.

That's better.

That's an old spy trick.

In case the ex-fail gets hot.

Got it.

Before we go in there, Thomas, I just want to say thank you for helping out.

Come on, we do favors for each other all the time.

That's not exactly true. Normally it's...

Me doing favors for you.

Really?

But are we keeping tabs?

You're not going to lord this over me, are you? You bring it up every time you

want another favor. I would never do that.

Why am I?

David Gomez, plus one.

Enjoy the evening, Mr. Gomez.

Thank you. Thanks. Excuse me.

You're David Gomez?

Yes. Yes, I am. He is very much so, yes.

Professor Gomez.

I loved your book on the multisystemic complications of South China Sea

geopolitics. You did.

That's great. Thank you for reading it.

Just one question?

Sure. Short of further action by the U.S. Navy, how are neighboring states

going to ensure those waters remain accessible?

I'm sorry, Professor Gomez is here socially tonight.

Well, the answer is we have to rely on the U.N. You've got to remember the

arbitration tribunal under the Convention of the Law of the Sea ruled

against China, so we're good.

Have a good night. Pleasure.

Well, you did yours, didn't you? I certainly did.

Anyway,

that's how I ended up in Taipei instead of Thailand and met my good buddy

Jingguang. You're such a riot, Professor.

Cheers.

Sorry, could you direct me to the loose?

The security here is distressingly top-notch. Yeah, it gets worse.

According to my new friend over there, Jing is not even at the party. He's at

his residence, which is on the furthest end of the compound.

This just got more complicated.

Yeah.

Those are the residences

Little

heads

up. I just met with Don Stolper at his hotel and

He'd been fired.

Why? He wasn't happy with the PI that he hired, which technically is you.

Rick, what did you do?

Long story short, the fiancé found out Stolper was looking into him, flipped

out, and called off the wedding.

How did he find out?

Well, you see, the thing is, I thought Stolper's daughter was the fiancé's

mistress. You see, I didn't know what she looked like. So they caught me

spying on them, and the rest is history, I guess.

How did you not know what she looked like? You didn't go on social media, you

didn't Google her, you didn't do anything? Buddy, buddy, give me a break.

I'm new to this whole PI thing, all right, pal?

You know what?

I can't deal with this right now. I gotta go.

All right, I got it. Talk to you later. Oh, hey, buddy, one more thing.

Stolper says he's gonna sue you for 20K to cover the deposit on the wedding

venue that he lost, so you're gonna need to lawyer up.

Lucky for you, I know a guy, so... Hello?

Tom?

What did you just say? We told him that if he doesn't do as we say, I'm going to

kill him.

Do you understand, Mr. Kwan?

I understand.

What do you want with me?

We want everything you have on Viper, and you're going to give it to us. Are

you crazy? Keep me down.

Go. Go.

What did you do?

Nothing. How could I? Someone must have tipped them off over here.

It's all compound.

It's under lockdown.

Go. Go.

Higgins, we're out of time.

We're not going to make it. Tell me the name of my partner, or I'll push this in

and I'll end your life. Tell me his name!

Let him go!

Let him go! Drop the guns!

Back off, or I'll kill him!

Tell me his name!

Higgins, stop.

Tell me his name.

Tell me his name!

Stop!

Cool move.

It's TC.

Can you put that Ian guy on?

Sure. Hang on. Is there a problem?

Rob.

Oh, yeah, we got a problem.

Listen to me. I'm a private investigator.

And I work for Robin Masters. That's not going to help you. Look, just call

Detective Katsumoto. He'll tell you who we are. Save it.

TC, he's gone.

Gone?

What do you mean he's gone?

No, no, he's not here.

All right.

Call me if you hear from him.

Please, can you just call Katsumoto?

Officers, I can assure you there is a perfectly reasonable explanation for all

of this. Look, no one's interested in hearing anything you guys have to say.

Katsumoto!

Central, 4 Adam Henry. We've been in an accident.

Requesting backup and EMS.

Jesus, what the hell are you doing?

You guys ain't gonna believe this.

Suspension fled. Start black and white.

Are you sure it was Ian?

Positive.

Then after he snuck inside, I called Puma back.

She checked. Said the last number called on the landline was to the security

office at the concert.

Your boy Ian made that call right before the alarms went off.

He gave us up.

He used us as a distraction so he can sneak in.

Yeah. Any idea what he's up to?

It's got to be after Jane.

Why? You two already had that covered.

And how the hell is he going to get him out?

I don't think he's thinking about that.

I think he's going to silence him.

What are you talking about?

You think he's vibrant.

I don't see any explanation.

QC, turn the car around.

You sure that's a good idea? Yeah.

Take us back to the console.

If Ian's going after this Jane, why don't we call in the HPD? Think about

it. He's an assassin.

What happens when he gets cornered?

I get it.

Bodies start piling up. Yeah.

All right.

Fine. Let's just get there.

TC, can you go any faster?

Pardon, Miss Higgy.

Yes? Good evening, Mr. Quiet. Who are you?

You've been causing me a great deal of trouble of late.

Do you see?

I owe you.

Stop it!

I'm sorry it had to go this way, Jules.

Jing was going to expose me as Viper. I couldn't let that happen.

You won't do it.

I know you.

It's your duty to arrest me.

I'm not MI6 anymore.

Higgins, put the gun down. Stay there, Magnum.

Look, he's going away.

He's not coming back. We got him.

How could you do it?

How could you?

He was my future.

I loved Richard.

You took him away from me.

I had to live with that every single day.

How could you?

He was the first person to learn the truth.

I did what I had to do.

Believe me, I took no pleasure in it.

Dare I say it's haunted me.

I really don't believe you.

Higgins, I won't bring Richard back.

He deserves to die.

Maybe.

You don't want to do this.

You said that I don't know you, but I think I do.

And you're not somebody who shoots a man in cold blood.

Please, Higgins.

Put down the gun.

I'll let MI6 have you.

After all the agents you've killed.

You're gonna wish.

What are you doing here?

Came to apologize.

I feel terrible about what happened.

You shouldn't.

You did me a favor.

In fact, I should thank you.

Expose that crazy-ass family I was about to marry into.

You sure you're making the right decision here, calling off the wedding?

Yeah.

I think so.

You ever want to have kids?

Of course.

Imagine you have a daughter, okay?

You telling me you can't see yourself doing something completely insane

because of how much you love her?

Look, I just lost out on somebody really special, somebody that could have been

the one.

And I gotta tell you, man, it hurts.

And if you're willing to throw away the best thing that ever happened to you all

because of some stupid stunt that her dad pulled, then I gotta say, man, I

want to kick your ass.

Because I'd kill to be in that spot.

Look, I... I was following you guys. I could tell. You and Lana got something

really special.

Don't mess it up.

Good news, amigo.

Jeremy decided to go through with the wedding after all.

Good for him. Means I'm not getting sued.

Nope. Although they were out to a venue for the reception, so I offered the King

Kamehameha Club.

Good for you.

No, good for you.

Saved you 20 grand while I'm 40 grand in the hole on account of freebies and top

shelf liquor.

Ah, the life of a P.I.

I wonder you're always broke.

Hey. Hey. Have a minute?

Come on in.

Hey. Hi. I was just taking off. Oh, before I forget.

See ya. I think you're forgetting something.

Oh, of course.

The shades.

Hey, one more thing.

Ferrari key.

Ah, yeah.

Must have slipped my mind.

I bet.

I was just about to grab a beer. You want one?

Sure.

Yeah, I, uh... Dr.

Katsumoto, and he thinks he can get everyone to drop the charges against us.

And surprisingly, T.C. That's good news.

Although... It's probably going to wipe out all of the goodwill you've built up

with him recently.

What are you going to do?

Thank you.

So, after everything you did yesterday, I kind of thought you deserved

to see who Richard was.

He was a good man.

Like you.

What?

You just gave me a genuine compliment.

Don't get used to it, and don't let it go to your head.

I won't, but can you repeat what you said just one more time?

You know what? I'm just going to take my beer to go.

Come on, Higgy.