All language subtitles for Magnum P.I. s05e02 Echoes Of The Mind 2.eng

Diane?

No. Deirdre.
I'm her sister.

What sort of an estate
are you running here?

That's Magnum.
You'll get used to him.

Well, didn't Deirdre
give you my message?

Deirdre's here?

I'm talking about
the mental institution she was committed to

for trying to murder me.

Did you ever try
and kill her?

No! Never. I swear!

You can't have
known Diane very long,

and already
you're doubting her story.

I'll have to kill him, too.
No!

No!

Last week on part one
of Echoes of the Mind.

You're not
frightening me, Deirdre.

I'm not trying to,
sister darling.

Oh, yes, you are.
You always are.

Deirdre!

Michelle?

Uh, no.

I'm sorry. You're obviously
expecting someone else.

No, you're the one
I was waiting for.

Why'd you come to me?

I just felt you were
meant to help me.

Hi, dogs.

Kidnapped at five,
a father who makes you take shooting lessons

and keep a daily diary
of suspicious persons.

Well, I'd say it'd be amazing
if you and your sister weren't paranoid.

Deirdre's not paranoid.

Tell me more about her.

We may be identical twins,
but we're not alike.

We've never dressed alike,
thought alike

or felt alike.

Why, Magnum.
You're falling in love.

I am not in love with her.

But I'm afraid I could be.

When I got
my first look at Elizabeth,

I swear to you, Magnum,
that I knew that someday she'd be my wife.

Agatha, I have decided
to marry.

I will!

What?

Well, Jonathan?

Aren't you going
to say aloha

or some other
quaint island expression?

Of course.

Oh.
Aloha.

Excuse me, but we haven't been
properly introduced.

Oh, I'm so sorry, Jonathan.

I thought you knew
David Billingsworth. An old friend.

How do you do?
How do you do?

And my solicitor.

Solicitor?

Here to draw up
the deed poll, old boy.

Whose deed poll?

Yours.

She wants me
to give up my title and become Lord Higgins-Ashley.

You, a lord?

I'm already a Lord, Magnum.

The Baron of Perth.

She wants me
to deed-poll my title

because the Duke's title
is more prestigious in the peerage.

But I won't do it.

Your phone is ringing.

Thomas, I think
I've killed someone.

Diane, somebody broke in here
and attacked you.

Please, Thomas,
I don't want the publicity.

I'm not gonna let you
stay here alone.

Then stay with me.

You think it possible
that she imagined all this?

I don't know.

Who is it?

Jonathan.

Jonathan? What's wrong?

May I come in?

Of course.

Thank you.

Oh, I must be looking
an awful fright.

You look
perfectly fine.

Could we have
a spot of tea?

Of course.

We've known each other
how long now?

Nine-and-a-half years.

Really?

They've been good years,
haven't they?

Oh, yes.

The polo matches.

The butterfly
expeditions.

The theater.

They've been
the happiest years of my life.

And the future ones
will be even happier.

More complete.

That's what I've come
to talk about.

Our wedding?

Agatha,

you know how important
our friendship is to me...

We'll still
be friends, Jonathan.

...and that I would
never knowingly

do anything to hurt you.

Nor I you,
my dear.

Damn it.

What?

Did I ever tell you
about Lieutenant Smythe?

The one who was eaten
by a tiger?

No, that was
Lieutenant Freebairn Smith.

Smythe was a young officer
with our regiment in Kenya, in the '50s.

Joined up after his sweetheart
eloped with an officer from the Highland Fusiliers.

I've always said the Fusiliers
were interlopers.

How sad.

Yes. Well...

There was a young girl
on the post,

Penelope Gridley,
the adjutant's daughter.

She and Lieutenant Smythe
took to seeing each other.

Nothing romantic, mind you.
Just good friends.

They went
to the regimental soirees together, rode on hunts,

collected butterflies.

Anyway,

it was around the time
of the Queen's birthday, as I recall,

that Lieutenant Smythe
received a letter from his old sweetheart

informing him that her husband
had been killed

in a climbing accident
in the Himalayas.

Naturally, he wrote back.

One letter led to another,

and before he knew it,
he'd proposed,

and she accepted
by return post.

Of course,
he had to tell Penny,

but when he faced her
he found he couldn't.

She learned
of his impending marriage

through some wives
gossiping at a bridge party,

I wouldn't want that
to happen to you.

Jonathan,

when you said
you'd decided to marry,

it wasn't me?

No. Lady...

Ashley.

Of course.

Oh, what a silly ninny
you must think I am.

Not at all. I think
you're the most wonderful lady I've ever known.

But not the lady
that you're going to marry.

Agatha, I...

Pot's boiling.

I've got some nice new
herbal tea from Malaya

I think you'll enjoy.

I'll just be a moment.

What's wrong
with the Fire Goddess of Pele?

Nothing, if you're
into kinky pyrotechnics.

Hey, look, this is
Higgins' bachelor party, not Magnum's.

Hey, look, would you get
that five-eighths socket wrench for me, please?

Boy, that was some party.
Remember?

Yeah.
Saigon in the summer.

All the Vietnamese
and French food you can eat,

and all the champagne
you can drink,

and those
Thai dancing girls. Whoa!

Yeah, I'll never
forget it.

Especially when
that naked chick popped out of that dragon's head,

firing that AK-47
all over the place.

How was I supposed to know
she was VC when I hired her?

Look, Orville, Higgins is
from the old school,

so he should have
an old-school type bachelor party,

not one with twins
with flaming tassels twirling all over their...

Oh...
Oh, cute.

You almost bought yourself
a $300 cashmere sweater.

I'm sorry.

Would you mind answering
the phone for me, please?

Island Hoppers.
- Hi, Rick.

Hey, Thomas. We were
just talking about your bachelor party in Saigon.

You remember?
How could I forget?

It's probably the only
bachelor party in history

where the best man
ended up with a Purple Heart.

You guys will never
forgive me for that, will you?

Let me talk to T.C.

Okay. T.C.

Thomas.

I'm busy.

He's busy.

This is important.

It's important.

T. C:
It's always important. No.

It's always important.
No.

Well, tell him I'll pay him
the gas money I owe him.

He says he'll pay you
the gas money he owes you. No.

No.

You said no before he did.

Thomas, what is it
that you need?

Well, I want him to get
the passenger list

from U.A. Flight 119
that arrived yesterday.

How's T.C. Supposed to get
a passenger...

Gloria.

Well, I thought
he could ask her,

but if he won't even
come to the phone...

Um...

What if I can get him
to ask her for you?

Well, then I'd
owe you, buddy.

Yeah?

Two tickets
to the Lionel Richie concert?

Rick, I've only got
two tickets.

They're the best seats
in the house.

Rick, the concert's sold out.

This is blackmail.

I know.

Well, do we have a deal?

Yes.

Thank you.

What ever happened
to favors for friends?

Diane?

Diane?

Diane?

Hey.

I woke up

and you disappeared
on me. Diane?

No. Deirdre.

Oh.

Where's Diane?

Out shopping,
according to this.

I assume you're the Tom
she wrote it to.

Oh, I'm Thomas Magnum.

When did you get here?

A while ago.

I must say,
Diane's taste is improving.

You're much
healthier-Iooking than the others.

Where'd she find you?

She hired me.
I'm a private investigator.

To do what?

To protect her.

Let me guess.

Someone is following her,
but she doesn't know who.

Or she hears footsteps,
but nobody's there.

Or she's assaulted by a man,
but no one can find him.

Which is it?

Well, apparently
somebody broke in here...

Apparently?

You can't have
known Diane very long,

and already
you're doubting her story.

Evidently, you have brains
in addition to a body.

Scotch?

No, thank you.

You're gonna need it.
Has she told you about the hospital?

I know about the accident.

I'm not talking
about that hospital.

I'm talking about
the mental institution she was committed to

for trying to murder me.

I told you
you'd need that drink.

Let's start at the beginning.

Diane and I were kidnapped
when we were five.

I hated it.
Everything Deirdre told me

about the mental institutions
Diane had been in and out of since she was six,

of the four suicide attempts,
how she twice tried to kill her own twin sister.

According to Deirdre,
Diane was a paranoid hysteric

who could be shy
and innocent one moment, aggressive and sexy the next.

The more she told me,
the more I hated it,

because it all made sense.

I couldn't leave
the stockholders' meeting until it was over.

And I didn't want to risk
someone else bringing Diane home.

So no one knows
Diane is in Hawaii but you?

That's right.

How did you know?

I didn't. Not for certain.

But Diane always liked
to escape here when she was troubled.

So, I took a chance.

Just like that?

A busy businesswoman
flies 5000 miles on a chance?

She is my sister.

Yeah.

What flight
you come in on?

I don't remember. Why?

Doesn't Diane sit
on the board of directors?

Technically,
but I run Dupres Fabrics.

And Diane's life?

You know,
I don't like these questions or your insinuations.

Why must you control
Diane's life?

I don't think
you've been listening.

Diane has been mentally ill
since we were kidnapped.

She couldn't take
what they did to us.

It wasn't very pleasant.

But we can't all go
to pieces, now, can we?

Someone has to
mind the store, so to speak,

to be responsible.

In our family, that's me.

I've taken care of Diane
since our father died when we were 10,

and I intend to continue
taking care of her,

which brings me to the point
of our little discussion.

Knowing Diane,
she didn't even ask your rate.

However, I'll be willing
to pay whatever's fair.

Diane hired me.
She'll have to fire me.

I understand.
You want a bonus.

How much? A thousand? Five?

You seem awfully anxious
to get rid of me, Deirdre.

What are you afraid of?

Nothing.

But you won't believe that
until you're satisfied I'm telling the truth.

So, check it out for yourself.

I'll be happy to give you
the names of the doctors and the hospital.

Or better yet, ask Diane.

Oh, by the way,

a rather well-built Hawaiian
dropped a Ferrari off for you

while you were asleep.

You must be very good
at what you do.

I don't know, man.
She is some tough lady.

It's not my problem.

You either get that passenger
list from her or you give me 300 bucks for a new sweater.

Who won?

Who do you think?

That's one thing
I like about you, T.C.

Indomitable in defeat,
insufferable in victory.

Hey, you know, I was thinking
about that passenger list... No.

Why not?

Because I could lose
my job.

Oh, come on,
they're not gonna fire you. You're just a stew.

I am not a stew.
I'm a flight attendant.

And if I were a stew,
I wouldn't be just a stew.

Come on, come on,
you know what I mean.

Sometimes, Theodore Calvin,
your mouth can put your life in real jeopardy.

You know, I like the way
your eyes get when you get angry.

Come on, honey.

Don't "honey" me.

Gloria, we're not talking
a breach of national security.

I'm just asking
for a passenger list... Shh!

...of a bunch of passengers
that are already here.

It is a federal offense
to give out a passenger list.

Besides, rules are rules.
They're made for a reason.

So, you're refusing me.

Uh-huh, he understands.

Mahi-mahi's ready.

Oh, great!

You know, in England
we'd have chips with our fish.

You're English.

You what?

You mean, we've been together
for six months and you've only just worked that out?

I'll bet you've been
to a bunch of English bachelor parties, right?

What kind of girl
do you think I am?

No, I mean,
you know how to throw a real English bachelor party.

Yeah. Tell Orville
how proper gentlemen throw a party for each other.

Oh, you mean like
at Boodles or White?

What's that?

Very old
private clubs.

You would like them.
No women allowed.

Well, what are
these parties like?

Well, they're
very elegant affairs.

They're proper rowdy bashes
is what they are.

They act like a bunch
of schoolboys on holiday without a teacher,

I was at one once.

How did you get in?

Through a cake. Popped up.
You know.

Oh, it was all proper.
I was dressed. Well, sort of.

Sarah!

How could you do something
so chauvinistic?

I was in love.
Did it for a boyfriend.

I got a terrible cold
from all the champagne they kept squirting at me,

squirting at me
with water pistols.

I don't think I wanna hear
any more of this.

I do.

You would.

Tell me more
about the squirt guns.

Say,

if she was willing
to pop out of a birthday cake for her boyfriend...

No!

Not even
if I promise to...

Theodore.

Somehow Rick came up
with the manifest, so I gave him the tickets.

But also I got him to promise
to check on the Dupres family for me,

especially on Deirdre.

Two tickets to a Lionel Richie
concert should be worth more than just a flight manifest.

Of the 342 names,
I recognized half-a-dozen or so.

A famous actress,
a cookie maker, two US senators and a TVstar.

Sixty-six of the passengers
were members of something called "The Buffalo Chips",

and the rest I assumed
were just tourists.

A typical flight
from the mainland to paradise,

only someone on that flight
broke into Diane's home and tried to harm her.

At least that's what
I wanted to believe.

Thomas.

Hi.

Why did you leave
without telling me?

Well, didn't Deirdre
give you my message?

Deirdre's here?

Yeah, in your house.
Didn't you see her?

Did she talk to you?

Yes.

You don't believe her,
do you?

She lies about me.

Please, tell me
you don't believe her.

I don't know.

Diane.

Diane.

Diane, wait a minute.

Just let me go.

I can't.
Not until we talk.

Either you believe Deirdre
or you believe me.

You don't even know
what she said.

Oh, yes, I do!

She said I'm crazy.

That's what she tells
every man who shows an interest in me.

All right, then answer me
one question.

What?

Did you ever
attempt suicide?

Yes, but she drove me to it.

Did you ever try
and kill her?

No! Never. I swear!

Never.

I believe you, Diane.

All I wanted was
to hear it from you.

Jonathan.

What sort of an estate
are you running here?

Oh. That's Magnum.

You'll get used to him.

Is he employed here?

In a manner of speaking,

he's a bit like
The Man Who Came to Dinner.

Americans have such
a vulgar way of displaying their affections in public.

Yes. Don't they?

The deed poll will,
of course, have to be brought before the courts.

But I don't foresee
any problems.

It isn't as if we're
abdicating the throne, is it?

Elizabeth, do you realize
what you're asking me to relinquish?

Well, of course, darling.
Your title.

But with your brothers
and their children

it's hardly likely you'll ever
become duke, is it?

Well, that's not the point.

It's not?

Thank you, Mata.

No.

My family has been
in the peerage for almost 800 years.

You're asking me to give up
my heritage.

Yes, but Jonathan,
it's not a title you ever use.

That's not the point either.

Forgive me, Jonathan.
What is the point?

I want you to take
my family name when we marry.

With respect, I don't think
you quite understand, old boy.

Lady Ashley
married into her title.

She may not retain her title
should she remarry.

I know that,
but she will still be a lady. The Baroness of Perth.

But she's presently a Duchess.
The Duchess of Ashley.

They're not really the same,
now, are they, Jonathan?

Perhaps not,

but Higgins is a name
I'm proud of,

proud enough
to offer it to you.

Well, thank you, darling.

Yes, well, I'm sure
that we can settle this, given a little time.

But let's not let it
spoil our tea, shall we?

Oh.

Herb tea.

How positively provincial.

Where did you get it?

Malaya.

If you'll excuse me,
I have some errands to run.

I'll be back in time
for dinner.

Well, do try
not to be late, darling.

I've asked the cook
to prepare a special curry that Winnie used to adore.

I'm sure
you'll love it, too.

Yes, I'm sure.

I think he is going to
be difficult, Lizzie.

Oh, my dear David,
if I could handle a duke

I can certainly handle
a baron.

Deirdre would play
tricks on me.

She'd hide my possessions,

tell me that I'd done things
I hadn't done.

She would even pose as me
and then do terrible things and I'd get blamed for it.

It got so
I didn't know what was reality and what was Deirdre's doing.

Finally father sent me
to the hospital.

How old were you?

Eight.

Didn't the doctors
believe you?

No. They said
I couldn't face what happened during the kidnapping.

But it was Deirdre.
It was always Deirdre.

And she still does
things like this to you?

Sometimes.

She said the accident
was an attempt to kill her and to commit suicide,

but it wasn't.

I just wanted her
to leave Ted and me alone.

She was beginning
to mix me up again.

So when I left the hospital

I came here
to get away from her,

to put some of my perspective
back in my life.

Then things began to happen.

Footsteps,

the feeling I was being
watched, the dogs.

The man who broke in.

Do you understand, Thomas?

Diane,

last night,

when Higgins left,
you fell asleep on the couch.

I was exhausted.

Yeah, and I covered you
and I took a shower.

Did you join me?

What?

Did you join me in the shower
and sleep with me?

Jonathan.

May I come in?

Haven't we
been through this once?

Yes, I believe we have.

Please, I need your advice.

This is bloody awkward.

Jonathan, whatever it is

it can't be any more awkward
than last night.

No. I suppose not.

Where to begin?

Why not at the beginning?

I was sent down
from Sandhurst my third year.

I know.

You know?

My cousin Charles Briggs
was at Sandhurst with you.

Parker Briggs,
your cousin?

Yes.

Well, why didn't you ever
tell me?

Because you've never told me
you were sent down from Sandhurst.

I didn't want
to embarrass you.

Agatha,

I've disappointed the family
twice in my life.

I can't do it again.

What on earth
are you talking about?

Elizabeth wants me
to deed-poll my title.

Why, for heaven's sake?

Oh.

She doesn't want to give up
being the Duchess of Ashley.

Afraid not.

I realize now

that I'm not in love
with Elizabeth,

at least, not the Elizabeth
who's here today.

I'm in love
with that young girl on the runaway horse

who's life I saved
in Hyde Park.

I see.

Are you going
to call off the wedding?

How can I?

One doesn't propose
to a duchess

and then take it back like
some Mayfair street peddler.

It's bad form.

What am I to do?

She's here.
My family's flying in for the wedding.

Including Father Paddy?

He's being positively rude.

Bad manners breed
like mosquitoes

in the backwaters
of the empire.

Lizzie, for the life of me,

I fail to see why
you're marrying this bloke.

Oh, David.

Do you realize what it's like
to be a widow in the peerage?

All you ever do
is go to Brown's for tea and crumpets,

or sit on some ridiculous
committee or another

to save the Victorian Rose.

Well, it's not for me.

And Jonathan is...

He's sweet in his own way,

and very well connected.

There are many more functions
I can go to escorted.

Well, I could escort you.

Lovely.

And what
would Millie say?

Who?

Oh. Yes.

Millie, yes.

Oh, Danny boy

The pipes, the pipes
are calling

Good evening to you.

Is me brother Jonny about?

Your brother?

Aye. Jonathan Higgins.

I'm his brother,
Father Patrick McGuiness.

I've flown in
from Northern Ireland to perform the wedding.

To what?

To perform the wedding.

Are you deaf or...

Oh.

You must be Lady Ashley.

The blushing bride.

Welcome to the family,
darling.

Excuse me.

I've been on airplanes
for 17 hours

and all they do is give you
these wee bottles of whiskey.

You wouldn't have any Irish,
would you?

I should say not.

Ah, a gin man, are you?

Well, to each his own.

Oh.

Did I miss something?

Oh, tres amusant, Jonathan.

Oh, the disguise is excellent.

I would never have caught on
until you lit the butt end of that cigarette.

Now, that was really too much.

Yes, quite good.
Quite good indeed.

I don't know
what the two of you are talking about.

Oh, now, come on, Jonathan.
The jig is up.

I'm not Jonathan.

But I know all the Higginses.

I know the Duke, the Earl...

Ah, you're talking about
me father and brothers.

Half-brothers,
to be exact,

although I've never
liked the term myself.

A brother's a brother,
a sister's a sister.

With respect,
there are no girls in the Higgins family.

Well, don't tell that
to Soo-Ling Elizabeth Whitefeather

or Kutama-numba.

I think I'm going to be ill.

Ah, it's prenuptial jitters.
It'll pass after the wedding.

How did the General manage
to keep the news

of you and the others
out of the peerage?

Well, I don't think Father
bandied it about the club.

But what difference
does it make?

We're here
to celebrate a wedding,

not Father's lack of them.

Erin go bragh.

Oh, my God.

That would be
a loose translation.

You can tell Jonathan
the wedding is off,

and he shall be hearing
from my solicitors.

Keeping this
illegitimate family from me

is a breach of promise.

Now, Lizzie,
technically, it isn't.

You see...
David.

He'll hear from me.

Oh, Jonathan,
you were wonderful.

I only got close enough
to hear the last few minutes,

but you had me convinced.

And who might you be, lass?

Oh, stop it, Jonathan.

You were absolutely
wonderful.

Your performance was...

Ah, faith 'n' begorrah!

Where's me brother,
Jonathan?

Is that you, Jonny?

Oh, my God.

All the way back to her place,
Diane didn't speak.

I didn't blame her.

What Deirdre had done to us
was not something you could really talk about.

When we got there,
Deirdre was out.

In a way, I was relieved.

If she'd been there
I might not have been able to control my anger.

I convinced Diane
the best thing to do was to go away with me for a while,

let time sort things out.
She agreed.

But first, she wanted
to have it out with Deirdre. Alone.

So I came back to pack a bag
and wait for her to call.

Everything had happened
so fast, I never got a chance to read Diane's diary.

I wish I had.

It read like a text
on paranoia.

Each day
was a collection of fears,

diligently documented
descriptions of every stranger she came into contact with.

It was a wonder Diane
didn't lock herself in

and never venture further
than the front door.

Then the diary
suddenly changed.

"Met Kioni at Waikiki.
Terrific body.

"Delicious young
Polynesian boy. Took him home..."

The entry had been written
by a different person,

but how could that
have happened without Diane knowing?

We may be identical twins,
but we're not alike.

She's left-handed, I'm right.

She's left-handed, I'm right.

She's left-handed, I'm right.

Oh, God.

Rick called
with his report on the Dupres.

I knew what
he was going to say.

It was the only
possible explanation.

Alfred Dupres

paid a million-dollar ransom
to the abductor of his daughters,

and the man was never caught.

Perhaps that's why the family
was able to suppress what really happened.

Both girls had been physically
and sexually abused,

and only one
had survived. Diane.

Since 1961,

Deirdre had only lived
in the fantasies of Diane's mind.

Going someplace,
sister darling?

How dare you.
Pardon me?

Thomas told me.
Everything you said, everything you did!

I must say, Diane,
your taste in men is improving.

Magnum seems to be bright
in addition to being rather physically attractive.

I should kill you.

Oh, you've tried,
sister darling.

No, I never did,
I never did.

The car was an accident.

I'm not talking
about the accident.

I'm talking about
at the institution.

All those little sessions
with dear Dr. Bernard, plotting to get rid of me.

Did you think I wouldn't hear?
Wouldn't find out?

I never listened, I swear.
I never listened. I never listened to Ted.

Oh, you listened.

I would never do anything
to harm you.

Then why'd you hire Magnum?

Why did you give him
the diary?

I was just so afraid

and I thought the kidnapper
was following me.

And you know he said he...
Liar!

You hired Magnum
to find out about me,

to take you back
to the funny farm.

Please, Deirdre, stop it.

I'm so frightened. I...

You best be,

because if I die
you'll be all alone.

You do remember
what that's like, don't you?

Don't go.

Deirdre?

Deirdre?

Deirdre?

Deirdre? Deirdre?

Deirdre?

Where are you?

Deirdre, please don't hide.

Please?

I thought you wanted
to get rid of me.

No.

Just don't disappear
like that. You know...

Why? Why?

Don't be a fool.
He came to take us back.

But you didn't
have to kill him.

Diane?

Diane?

Diane?

Diane!

Diane?

Sorry, darling.

You really are wonderful,

but survival is survival.

Don't let her
kill me, Diane.

Run, Thomas, run!

I can't, Diane.

Diane?

Deirdre's dead.

How's that for dead?

She's dead.

You don't need her to survive.

Liar!

Isn't that what
the doctors told you?

You don't need Deirdre
to survive.

She can't live without me.

I'm the strong one.
I've always been the strong one.

No. Diane's the strong one.
She's the one who lived.

No!

Deirdre's dead, Diane.

You can live without her.

No, I can't.

I can't control her.

She'll come back.

Maybe not for years,
but she'll come back,

and when she does,
she'll kill you.

No.

You can get her
out of your life forever.

You can...

We can do it together.

I love you.

I love you.

No!

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