When Robin Masters
offered me the job as live-in security consultant
as a way to supplement my P.I. business,
I jumped at it.
Higgins!
This is Juliet Higgins.
She lives in the main house, works here
as Robin's majordomo.
We work really well together.
Magnum, are you about to ask me
to become your partner?
Higgins and Magnum Private Investigations.
Still up for consideration. I just need a little more time.
Katsumoto.
When Dotson hired you,
did he mention a girl?
Any woman in his life?
- No. - Okay.
You know you just lied to a cop.
You know, just when I was starting to trust you,
you go and do something stupid like this.
Do yourself a favor, Magnum. Try to cooperate.
- Earn your trust back. - No, you won't.
- Who the hell are you? - I'm a private investigator.
So you're a private dick. Stay away from me, got it?
You like her.
I do not like her.
If you like her,
you'll bring her flowers and apologize.
- I don't like her. - Liar.
I'm sorry.
I was just doing my job.
But would you go out with me again?
I've got the Phoenix.
Where?
You're not gonna believe it.
Damn. She's good.
Stay on her, White Knight. You got this.
He better. That thumb drive she stole
is full of classified Intel.
That gets out, you know what that means.
Yeah, spies everywhere
will be found and executed.
Yeah, and probably tortured in between.
Right. So no pressure.
Pressure's your middle name, baby.
Hold up. "Pressure's your middle name"?
Seriously? Who says that?
You can put it down whenever you want.
Oh, don't get me wrong. I like it.
It's a little cheesy, but it's a good read.
I don't know. I'm barely on chapter five,
and I have to say, I think it's one of Robin's best ones yet.
Huh.
And all of these books are based on real missions?
According to Robin, yes.
This White Knight character... he's what,
like, a composite based on a whole bunch of real people?
Maybe.
I don't know. Nobody really knows.
You have to admit, he's kind of like
a romance novel cliché.
Look. Actually, he's based on me,
but until I know Abby a little better,
- I should probably keep that to myself. - "Compassionate,
monogamous." Really?
What if I told you... he was a real person?
Well, I'd marry him tomorrow.
- Really? - Yeah.
- Hold that thought. - Okay.
Be right back.
Okay.
Easy. Easy, boy.
It's o-it's okay.
Easy. Easy, boy.
Shh. Shh, shh, shh, shh.
Easy boy. Come on. Calm down. Hey, Higgins?!
Higgins?
It's okay.
Higgins!
Shh.
Easy, boy.
Good boys. Stand down.
Evening, Magnum.
I can't believe you had these hyenas guarding the wine cellar.
How did you even know I was gonna be down here?
Oh, it was quite simple, really.
I spotted you creeping across the grounds
with a bottle of 2006 Château Latour Bordeaux,
and I estimated how long it would take
two lusting individuals to finish a bottle
without proper decanting,
and thus deduced when you would be back to steal another.
You need a hobby.
I have one. It's catching thieves.
No. Actually, I think
it's busting my stones for your own personal amusement.
You know, I thought this kind of thing was gonna end
now that we're gonna be business partners.
Need I remind you I have yet to accept your offer.
Oh, right.
You're still thinking about it.
That's right.
You know what I don't get
is last week, you said you wanted
to sit down to go over my offer,
check out the books, make sure you were making an informed decision.
- Mm-hmm. - Yet, every time I try
to talk about it, you put it off.
Do you enjoy just making me wait for an answer?
Being majordomo of this estate
is a huge responsibility, Magnum.
I'm a very busy woman.
Yet you still find time to stake out a wine cellar.
You know what? I'm actually glad you keep putting it off,
because, I've been thinking.
Maybe this whole partner thing is... is just not a great idea.
You know, it's not like I need you.
Really, Magnum? Reverse psychology?
You think that ploy will work?
What am I, six?
It's not a ploy. I just realized
that I am better off without you.
Plus, I'd have to make new business cards.
You need me and you know it.
I can get my own laptop.
You know how many times I've heard that?
- Hey, Kumu. - Hey.
Is everything all right?
Uh, some man named Charlie just called the house line
looking for Thomas.
Sounded like an emergency.
He said he needed to see you right away.
Then the phone call cut out.
I-I tried him back right away, but it went to voice mail.
So this is all you got... the phone number?
I'm sorry, Thomas.
Oh.
So now you need me.
Can you ping the number?
Front door looks open.
Mr. Owens?
It's Thomas Magnum.
You called?
Mr. Owens?
Thomas Magnum. You called the house looking for me.
In here.
Mr. Owens.
I'm locked inside!
Okay, stay back from the door.
Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you.
Leanna?
What happened? Who locked you in there?
It was my wife. Leanna?
Your wife locked you in?
She's been acting a little crazy lately.
Any idea why?
A couple weeks ago the bank she works at got held up.
She just hasn't been the same person since it happened.
Uh, the Makai Bank?
I heard about it. It was all over the news.
The bank manager was killed
'cause he wouldn't let the robbers into the vault.
That was Albert. He and Leanna were close.
She took it hard.
Then tonight, I confronted her over something I saw
on her computer and she lost it.
She locked me in there. I did not want the police
to see what was on there, so I called you.
What was it that you found?
"How to buy a gun on the black market."
She'd been researching it for over a week.
Wouldn't tell me why.
The day the bank got robbed,
she wasn't even supposed to be there,
but after I stopped working,
she's been picking up extra shifts.
You can't blame yourself for what happened.
Mr. Owens... don't worry.
Okay? We'll find your wife.
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Magnum, Leanna was involved in a bank robbery.
She probably wanted the gun for protection.
Then why not say that?
And if she wasn't feeling safe,
why leave the safety of your own home?
Then she locks her husband in a closet...
None of what she's doing is making sense.
Well, you won't find any answers in her financials.
This woman might be the most boring human on the planet.
Why do you say that?
Well, according to her debit card bill,
she has lunch at the Likelike Diner almost every day.
And it's always for the same amount, $8.25.
Okay, so she's getting the same thing every time.
Then on Tuesdays, she takes out $100
from an ATM across town.
Why drive across town to go to an ATM when you work at a bank?
I don't know,
but it happened like clockwork
until a couple of weeks ago.
Sounds like Leanna's a creature of habit.
Yeah, like I said: boring.
Okay, we're gonna hop off, but thanks, Kumu.
I only followed Miss Higgins' instructions.
Kumu, you make an excellent hacker.
Just don't tell anyone with a badge. Aloha.
- Aloha. - Aloha.
We got to find some way to get into Leanna's head.
You know, she wouldn't talk to her husband Charlie
about the robbery, but she had to talk to the police.
- What? - Katsumoto.
Hey, did you get my macadamia nuts?
Every day for the last three weeks.
Delicious, right?
Well, I wouldn't know, since I'm allergic to nuts.
Oh. So, epic fail there, huh?
Not if you were trying to kill me.
Now, what do you want? And don't say you need a favor.
Uh, I just need a little help with something.
- I'm ten minutes away. - I won't be here.
Uh, please. I... I-It's important.
I just need you to slip me a report. It's not a big deal.
I'm hanging up now.
Keep calling me, I'll book you for stalking.
What do you think...
still mad about what happened in Myanmar?
Course he is.
Magnum, you were harboring a fugitive.
I had no choice.
That's rubbish.
You could have told him
exactly what was happening with Hannah
and trusted him not to say anything, but you didn't.
And now you're paying the price.
So, that's it? You're just giving up?
No. I'm gonna go see Rick, see if one of his HPD buddies
can slip us the report.
- How'd you know I was here? - Tracked your phone.
Oh, come on, like you've never had a panda eye before.
What happened?
Uh, I had to throw down with some guy at the club last night.
So now you're beating up your customers.
Is that good for business?
Guy was being a dick.
Said he was an influencer
and because he threw the club on the 'Gram,
he thought he should get free drinks.
I'm like, "Hey, Fyre Festival.
All your followers are bots."
And I guess that got him really upset,
because this millennial assclown took a swing at me
when I turned my back.
Anyway, no big deal.
Thanks for bailing me out. I'll pay you back.
Look, don't worry about it.
Pay us back with a favor.
Oh. So you need something.
Here I was thinking you actually cared about me.
- We do care. - Yeah.
We just also happen to need a favor.
My HPD buddy said that cell phone video
was taken by one of the bank hostages.
Okay, there's Leanna.
You, come with me.
And I assume that that is Albert Kipono,
Leanna's friend, the bank manager.
Don't do it. Don't do it.
Please, leave her alone.
I told you, get back down.
What did you do?
Albert! Albert!
Okay, so Albert jumps into hero mode,
comes to Leanna's defense, and takes a bullet for it.
That poor woman must be consumed with guilt.
Yeah. She could be looking to hurt herself,
which would explain her trying to get her hands on a gun.
Yes, Kumu?
I think we were wrong.
Leanna's not a creature of habit after all.
Turns out, this morning, she withdrew $500
from an ATM at the Sportsmen's Firing Range.
- Shooting range? - Kumu, are you sure?
I'm positive.
Okay, well, she's definitely not thinking suicide.
Why would you go to a shooting range if you're trying to kill yourself?
Yeah, I'm with Thomas. That'd be weird.
Agreed. So this isn't about grief
- or remorse. - Then what's it about?
Leanna lost someone close to her.
It-it could be that she feels responsible.
We know she's been distant from her husband and intent on buying a gun.
And-and now she's going to a firing range?
Which means this isn't about being suicidal or being scared.
It's about revenge.
Higgy, you mind if I borrow your phone?
Got to call Abby.
What's wrong with your phone?
Battery's dead.
Hey, Abby. It's Thomas.
Just wanted to call and see if you had finished Robin's book.
Hit me up when you're free.
Okay.
"Hit me up when you're free."
Wow, you really do speak in poetry.
It's no wonder Abby finds you irresistible.
Don't be jealous.
Look, some guy will be asking you
to hit him up when you're free
when, I don't know,
hell freezes over.
Sorry to keep you waiting.
So, how can I help you?
Wanted to know if you recognize this woman.
Name's Leanna.
Yeah, she was in this morning.
She's actually been coming in a lot the last two weeks.
Why are you asking about her?
Because, as of last night, she was reported missing.
Well, she seemed fine this morning.
That's a nice watch.
It's a Rolex, right?
Uh, yeah.
It's pretty sharp.
How long have you had it?
Not that long.
You mind if I... check it out? I'm kind of a Rolex guy myself.
Yeah, I'm sorry, I really got to get back.
You know what's funny about that watch?
Is that watch
looks...
like this watch.
So it would appear you're wearing a timepiece that belongs
to a now missing woman.
I'm sure you can appreciate how that looks.
Perhaps you'd like to talk to us, as opposed to HPD.
It was compensation.
Okay?
She wanted to buy a gun, some ammo.
Under the table.
Daily target practice and an untraceable gun. I mean,
I would say that revenge is a pretty solid theory right now.
Yeah, but Leanna would have to know who these thieves are.
And like everybody else in the bank, she couldn't identify 'em.
But sometimes witnesses recall details after the fact.
It's possible that Leanna remembered something
that was said or something that she saw that day
that helped her identify the men.
You know what I keep bumping up on though?
Is why did she alert the authorities.
I mean, uh, she decides to go after these guys herself
and get some payback? I mean, she's, like, an ordinary citizen.
I know it sounds like a stretch,
but Leanna felt responsible
for what happened to Albert Kipono.
A loss like that can cut so deep
that Leanna might have felt compelled to do something,
no matter how irrational,
no matter the cost.
Higgins has some personal experience
when it comes to revenge,
so my gut is telling me to trust her on this one.
What's that?
Text from Kumu.
Leanna just bought a new cell phone.
Can you ping her location?
Yeah.
She's half a mile from the airport.
That's 30 minutes, 45 with traffic.
We're definitely gonna need some backup.
Your girl's in there.
What's she doing in a tattoo shop?
That's for you to find out, my brother.
I got customers waiting.
People that pay me for my time.
Later.
You wait here.
I'm gonna go do some recon.
I'm coming with you.
I don't think it's a good idea.
You stick out.
How do you figure?
Well, you don't look like the kind of person
that would think about getting a tattoo, much less have one.
Huh. Well, that shows how much you know.
I actually happen to have a tattoo.
No, I've seen you in a sports bra and a swimsuit.
I did not see a tattoo.
And where it is, you never will.
Yeah, she was here a few minutes ago.
Left out the back.
She must've seen TC tailing her.
Yeah. It's hard not to.
He was driving that rainbow on wheels.
It's not like he blends in.
Says the P.I. who drives a Ferrari.
What did she want?
She came in asking about some ink
she saw on some guy she met recently.
Showed me a sketch that she made of it.
Asked me if the work was done here.
Was it?
Yeah. One of Dex's clients.
A guy named Colin Wells.
Any idea why she was interested in this particular tattoo?
Said she met a guy at the bar last week.
Said they were vibing, but she didn't get his number.
Said she'd been hitting up the parlors
up and down the south shore
to see if any of 'em done the art
and knew how to find the guy.
Excuse me.
It had to be one of the men in the bank with that tattoo.
And that's how Leanna's trying to track them.
Yeah... Please tell me you didn't give her
that guy's information.
She gave me a hundred dollars cash.
We're gonna need that info.
Thank you.
I asked one of my old MI6 buddies to run the name Colin Wells.
It appears he has a record. Multiple B&E's and spent time in Halawa.
He's got to be one of the thieves.
We got to find him before she finds Wells.
You guys get what you need?
Yeah.
Would you mind not leaning on the car?
Oh, yeah. I'm sorry.
Forgive me.
Might I suggest you remove your arse
from the hood of the car before I do it for you?
How come so many people are interested
in one of my clients?
I believe we asked you kindly
to remove yourself from the motorcar.
Happy? Now answer my question.
You know, honesty, it's...
it's none of your business.
Maybe you guys'll be more talkative
with a gun to your head.
You know, I think we got off on the wrong foot.
To be honest, I'm a private investigator.
This is my trainee.
Uh, I am not your trainee.
- Fine. Intern. - I am definitely not that.
Well, you're not on the payroll, and you're not my partner,
- so what are you? - Okay, what is your
obsession with me becoming your partner?
- What obsession? It's not an obsession. - Oh, please.
Pushing and pushing, I mean, why is it so incredibly important?
You want me to tell you what's important?
Uh, yes, am I being too subtle?
I think I'm better at my job with you
than I am without you.
Really?
Yes! There. I said it.
You two lovebirds done yet?
Almost.
- Stop, stop, let him go. - He's gonna warn Wells!
Leanna's probably going after Wells right now.
We got to stop her. Come on.
There. That's Wells's house on the right.
According to Leanna's cell phone, she's still here.
It's Wells.
Magnum, she's still here.
Higgins?
- Go around. - Yeah.
- Drop the gun! - Who are you?
My name is Thomas Magnum. I'm a private investigator.
Please... put down the gun.
No... Hold on, she's with me!
It's okay, Leanna.
How do you know my name?
Charlie hired us.
What?
We know you came here to kill Wells.
But I didn't kill him. He was already dead when I got here.
You have blood on your hands.
Because I was trying to save him.
Leanna... I believe you.
You're just saying that.
No. I'm not.
Look, Dex, the guy from the tattoo shop,
he let you leave with Wells' address
because he knew he was already dead.
What are you talking about?
One of the men in the last tattoo shops you visited...
we think he's connected to the thieves.
So now he and the third member of the robbery team
know that you're trying to find them.
You're in danger.
Okay, we need to keep you safe.
Listen to me, please.
Two hours ago, you had the advantage of surprise.
Which might have given you a chance at pulling this off,
despite your inexperience. But now they know.
They're going to find you,
and they are going to try to kill you.
And we don't want that to happen.
Look at me. Leanna...
I understand why you're doing this.
No, you don't.
You couldn't possibly.
You're wrong. You're wrong.
Now, please, just put the gun down.
And let us help you.
You can trust us.
It's okay.
It's okay. It's okay.
Show me.
Really good to be working with you again, Katsumoto.
So, who's this woman you're after?
Gonna find out anyway.
Leanna Owens.
The assistant manager from the bank?
Yeah. Yeah, she was looking for payback.
And where is Mrs. Owens?
She's with Higgins right now.
TC flew her back to Robin's Nest.
You just let your friends take off with a suspect?
She didn't shoot this guy. He was shot with a .45.
She had a .38. Plus, I checked her weapon.
It hadn't been fired.
Great, you're telling me you touched evidence from a murder case.
Well, it's not evidence if she didn't pull the trigger.
You know, I love how you decided that on your own.
Let's get our roles straight.
I investigate crimes and clear suspects.
- And I... - Get in my way.
You want to know what I think?
Not really.
One of his two accomplices pulled the trigger.
Okay. Why?
Couldn't have been about money. They didn't get away with any.
Yeah, but maybe they blamed that on Wells.
Or-or maybe they thought he was gonna roll on them.
All right, let's start from the beginning.
How did Leanna end up here?
She tracked him down herself through Wells's tattoo.
Actually, the artist who did the work, this guy Dex,
we think he's one of the bank robbers.
He works at a place called Iron Body Tattoo out by the airport.
You're definitely gonna want to check this guy out.
Really? Is that what I should do?
Look, I'm just trying to help.
Hold up. Let me see your hands.
- You wash them? - No.
Then who touched this guy? I got blood smear and prints.
Leanna.
You mean the woman who might have shot him?
I'm telling you, she didn't shoot this guy.
Magnum, leave before I arrest you for giving me a migraine.
- That's not even an arrestable offense. - Go.
I didn't tell the police about the tattoo because I was scared.
The man who shot Albert had threatened me.
- Said they knew where I lived. - No doubt they'd scouted the bank,
done their homework on you and your coworkers.
They said they'd kill Charlie if I talked to the HPD.
I told myself at first
I was doing the smart thing, staying quiet.
But after a few days,
I decided I couldn't just do nothing.
But I also didn't want to put Charlie at risk.
It took a lot of guts to do what you did.
But had you had followed through with your revenge mission,
life as you know it...
would have been over.
Vendettas have...
life-changing consequences.
Maybe it's being alone in the car
with a long drive back to Robin's Nest,
but my little voice was telling me that
Katsumoto may not have been wrong suspecting Leanna.
I still don't think she killed Wells,
but something about the blood on her hands wasn't adding up.
If Leanna wanted Wells dead, then why try to save him?
I can really only think of one reason.
Hello? Hey, Kumu, it's me.
Uh, you mentioned Leanna takes 100 bucks a week out of an ATM.
Do you have any idea where that's located?
Need a room?
No, actually, just...
a little information.
Have you seen this woman?
Yeah. Leanna.
She was coming in once a week for a while.
But not with him.
Okay.
What about this guy?
Yeah.
That's lover boy.
When a theory proves true,
it usually feels pretty good.
But not today.
Leanna Owens, stand up, please.
What's going on?
Turn around. Put your hands behind your back.
But wait, I didn't kill him.
Maybe not, but you're still under arrest.
- Leanna, we know what you did. - We know about Wells.
You know that diner you used to go to every day?
Wells worked there, right?
That's where you met him. You fell for him.
He offered you an escape from your everyday life.
And then at some point, you two hatched a plan
to rob a bank.
He said he knew a couple of guys that can help,
and, I-I don't know, maybe it was
their idea. Maybe they had him seduce you.
But either way, you went along with it.
Soon as the plan went sideways, your boyfriend disappeared.
Go ahead and stop me whenever you want.
Uh, speaking for myself, can you keep going?
I'd like to know what happened.
- Same here. - Yeah, me, too.
She wanted to go after her accomplices.
Problem was Wells never introduced her to his partners.
And because they always met at a motel,
she never knew where Wells lived.
Then she used his tattoo to track him down.
Then you tipped off Dex, and he...
called the third guy up, had him put a bullet in Wells
right before you got there.
He promised no one was gonna get hurt.
Let's go.
Wait, hold-hold up. It's her husband, Charlie.
Hey, Charlie.
How's it going?
Did you find Leanna?
Yeah. Yeah, she's okay.
But I'd like to talk to you in person.
Charlie isn't at home, Mr. Magnum.
Charlie, who's there with you?
Please! Don't-don't hurt him.
Oh, don't worry. Your man's gonna be okay
- as long as everyone cooperates. - What do you want?
- This is Detective Katsumoto. - You look like a smart guy...
I need a trace on a cellular.
There was 20 million sitting in that bank vault
that should've been ours.
As far as we know, it's still there.
See where I'm going with this?
You want us to get it for you.
Not you. Her.
She's gonna go into the bank at noon,
fill a backpack with as much cash as it'll hold.
Benjis only. No dye packs, no bait money.
Now, once Leanna's got the money,
she's gonna leave the bank and get in her car.
We'll call and tell her where to drop the money.
And if I see anyone following Leanna,
what do you think will happen to our friend Charlie here?
You'll hurt him.
That's a little vague.
Let's try one more time.
You'll kill him.
Gold star, Mr. Magnum.
Gold star.
Anything?
They weren't on long enough.
Okay. So, what now?
12:00 noon. That's 30 minutes from now.
Doesn't give us much time.
They did that intentionally. They knew the deadline would preclude
any large-scale HPD involvement.
Which means our best move is to wait for the deadline,
then ask for more time.
Yeah, there's no way they're gonna go for that.
Thomas?
Hey.
Abby.
I just came by to return your book.
And maybe to steal you for lunch.
Everything all right?
Actually, uh, now's not the best time.
I have a situation with a client.
- Could-could you just give me a minute? - Yeah.
Listen, right now, these guys want to disappear,
and that means money. Big money.
Money that Leanna can get from the bank. They'll wait.
You hope.
Let me do it.
This is all my fault.
Albert's dead because of me. I can't let them hurt Charlie.
- Let me go in. - Out of the question.
If-if you don't, and they refuse to extend the deadline, Charlie dies.
Look, let her get the cash
u-uh, take it to them, w-we can monitor from a distance.
Magnum, you can't be serious. This woman is a criminal.
You want me to let her rob a bank that she tried to rob once before?
It wouldn't be robbing a bank.
It would be a temporary loan unbeknownst to the institution.
- That won't hold up in court. - Thank you.
But the insanity defense might work.
Although, the burden of proof would be on the defendant.
All due respect, Counselor, I'm gonna take this idea
- off the table. - Okay.
This is the only idea that should be on the table.
Even if I was inclined,
we would need eyes in the bank and outside.
That's a surveillance team, that's 30 cops.
It would take days to set up an op like that.
- We have minutes. - Me and Rick will help.
Yeah, I'm game.
There you go. Aerial support.
This is crazy.
If you have a-a better idea that doesn't involve
waiting out the clock, I'm listening.
There are a thousand ways this could go wrong.
Yeah. This is not a great plan, but we have 30 minutes,
and this is the only plan we have.
Let's go.
Leanna's heading for the vault.
TC, Rick, you guys in position?
Right above you, bro.
Leanna's heading for the exit.
You've been filling that deposit slip out for 15 minutes.
I have early arthritis.
You think I'm stupid, cop?
That van is blocking the exit.
This can't be a coincidence.
Katsumoto, do not let her leave the bank.
Katsumoto?
Get in the van.
Get in the van or Charlie dies.
Charlie.
Get in.
Gordon, do you copy?
Where are you?!
Respond, damn it!
They've got Leanna! She's in the van!
- Yeah, I see 'em. - What did I tell you, Magnum?
Katsumoto was right.
There were a thousand ways this could have gone wrong.
And now we only have one chance to make it right.
Guys, we got him.
Van's moving north on Ward.
They just hung a left on Prospect.
Don't lose him!
Where's that van?
He just turned right off of Prospect.
I need you to get me in front of it.
Then what are you gonna do?
I don't know, just get me ahead of it.
Take a right, now.
Okay, you've got an alley about 20 yards to your right.
Good, now make the next left.
All right. Here you go. You're gaining on him.
Okay, brother, whatcha gonna do now?
Thomas, what the hell are you doing?
Come on, Leanna.
Wait, what are you doing?
I'm sorry, Charlie.
I'm so sorry.
What is going on, Mr. Magnum?
I had someone in my life once.
Someone who hurt me.
And that pain you're feeling, you're gonna,
you're gonna carry it with you for a long time.
But you're gonna get up every day and you're gonna move forward.
You'll look back...
a lot.
But you're also gonna move on.
And look, if you ever need a friend,
I'll always pick up.
He's not just a good investigator, is he?
He's... compassionate.
Yes, he is.
You know, when I was first getting to know him,
I thought this job was just a paycheck for Magnum.
Or a diversion.
But I soon realized that he
genuinely wants to help people.
I'm sorry, I have to go.
Would you tell Thomas
- I had to take care of something? - Yeah.
You okay?
Yeah.
You doing anything later?
Higgins ever give you an answer
on your partnership offer?
No, but I think I'm wearing her down.
Answer's probably gonna be "yes."
Good.
You guys make a good team.
Thank you.
You finished the, uh, book, right?
Yeah, I did.
- And? - It was great.
But I have a hard time believing any of it actually happened.
Really?
Even that part where the White Knight jumps out
of the convertible onto the helicopter skid?
Yeah, especially that part.
I have to say, though, I thought the character
of the White Knight was, you know, too good to be true.
Heroes like that don't exist.
But... after what you did today,
and then afterwards when you were talking to Charlie,
let's just say the White Knight's got nothing
on you, Thomas Magnum.
Thank you.
- Hi. - Hey.
What's up, guys?
- Hey, how are you? - Kumu.
Lookin' good.
- Where's Higgie? - Mm.
She said she'd be down in a few minutes.
I texted Katsumoto, but, eh, didn't hear back.
- Surprise, surprise. - Okay, all right.
Everybody quiet down for a sec.
I have a big announcement to make.
Um, last night, a profound thing happened to me,
which forced me to take stock in my life.
You talking about getting arrested?
Yes. It had a very big effect on me, all right?
I'm not made for jail.
You all know that.
Look, it was a big wake-up call.
All right? And-and after thinking about it a lot,
I've decided that...
I am gonna quit the King Kamehameha Club.
Really?
What are you gonna do for money?
I have no idea.
Well, you're a bright boy, you'll figure it out.
Thank you very much.
Oh, I did get a court date, however,
which means I'm gonna need a lawyer.
Are you cheap?
- $700 an hour. - Ah.
- Wow. - But, for the unemployed, pro bono.
Great.
"Pro bono," that means free, right?
Yes. It means free.
Hello, everybody.
- Hey. - Want a brew?
No, thanks. Actually, I can't stay.
I have a plane to catch.
Mm, okay. Where are you going?
London.
Everything okay?
Yeah, it's fine. I'll be back in a few days.
I just wanted to say a quick goodbye to everyone.
- Have a good trip, Jules. - Thanks.
Give the queen my best.
- Tally ho, old boy, tally ho. - I'll be right back.
No, they don't say "tally ho."
- They don't? - No.
- Higgins. - Yeah.
What's going on in London?
Family matters. Nothing exciting.
Horrible liar.
- Liar? - You're meeting with MI6.
MI6?
Repeating everything I say
isn't gonna get you out of answering the question.
They want you back.
That's why you've been having trouble
committing to our partnership.
Okay, how do you know that?
There were several calls between your cell
and a blocked number, which I traced back
to an SIS building in Central London.
You checked my call log
when you borrowed my phone to call Abby.
I had to. Something was going on and you wouldn't tell me what.
So you invade my privacy.
Look, I can't say I'm surprised.
After you took down Viper, I figured it was a matter of time
before you were back in Her Majesty's good graces.
Yes.
It appears that that has squared things for me.
So you're gonna take the job?
Gonna hear them out.
I think I owe that much to them and to myself.
I thought you left that life behind.
I thought so, too, but things have changed.
Yeah, but they disavowed you.
Why would you want to work for them again?
That was on me, Magnum.
I mean, I let my emotions run away with me
and I went on an unsanctioned vendetta.
They were right to cut me loose.
At the very least, I need to face them
and own up to my actions.
I owe them that.
In some way, they're my family still.
Well, you have family here, too.
Yes, Magnum, I am aware of that.
Just gonna leave all that behind?
Managing a large estate in Hawaii
was never the plan for me.
Look, I-I'm sorry, I really have to go.
Have a safe flight.
Wait, Magnum.
I know you won't...
but do try to stay out of the wine cellar.
I'll do my best.