All language subtitles for gua-magnumpi.1980.s01e10-1080p

You wouldn't
ever forget me,
would you, Bobby?

Diane, | love you.

| want you
to find a woman.

A woman who
disappeared 40 years ago.

She worked in a club
on Hotel Street.

She was a hooker?

She was also my wife.

He hired me to find you.

Don't toy with me...

Especially about Bobby.

Rick! Stop him!

Hey! Hey, wait a minute!

DIANE: Ah!
BOBBY: What's the matter?
It's not cold.

Bobby, it's cold.

(SCREAMS)

Come on.
I'm gonna get you.
(SCREAMS)

What's the matter?
(SCREAMS)

Come on.
What... All right.

Bobby! (SCREAMS)
Oh, I'm gonna get you wet.

No! It's cold!

(LAUGHS) Come on, Diane.
Let's go swimming.

(SCREAMS) Whoa!

(LAUGHS)

Mmm...

Diane, you're gonna
be at sea

before Jessie even realizes
you've left the club.

Jessie doesn't scare me.

Well, if it's Dutch...

It's you, Bobby.

Diane, | love you and
I'm gonna marry you.

That's what scares me.

All of this is just...

It's all too good
to be true

and | just keep thinking
that something's gonna
happen to spoil it.

Like what?

| don't know.

That's because
nothing's gonna happen.

In two hours
we're gonna be married

and you'll be on
the boat to San Diego.

And when | join
you next month,

we're gonna have
the rest of our lives

to raise
beautiful little girls
just like you.

And nasty little boys
just like me.

(CHUCKLES)

Bobby, if something
did go wrong,

you wouldn't ever
forget me, would you?

Will you just stop it
and listen to me?

| love you.
And nothing's
gonna go wrong.

| won't let it.

You understand, Diane?
| won't let it.

| love you, Bobby.

Hey. | have to
get back to the club.

Hey. Come on now.

You don't
want me to be late

on the night
I'm gonna elope,
do you?

Diane, why do you
have to go...
Bobby...

Can't we just get out...

Bobby, | have to go
back to the club.

If | don't,
Jessie will be suspicious.

Don't you worry, honey.

No man is ever gonna
lay a hand on me again,
except you.

| swear it.

Come on. Let's go.
Okay.

Got my jacket?
Mmm-hmm...

Okay.

Come on, honey.

RADIO ANNOUNCER: That was
the magic of Glenn Miller's
Moonlight Serenade emanating

from the beachfront ballroom
of the Royal Hawaiian Hotel.

Temperature in Honolulu,
74 degrees,

with only 18 days
left till Christmas.

It's gonna be a balmy,
beautiful Sunday.

Now let's join
the king of swing,

Benny Goodman,
Stompin’ at the Savoy.

(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)

Mr. Caine?

Magnum.

| appreciate your
meeting me like this.

Well, to be
honest with you, sir,
| was rather flattered.

I've never met
a justice of the
Supreme Court before.

Uh... You haven't
met one yet.

| haven't accepted
the nomination

and even if | do,
it'll have to be
confirmed by Congress.

Well, from what | hear
that's just a formality, sir.

Uh... Perhaps.

After Robin Masters
recommended you, I, uh...

Got some friends
in Washington

to pull out your
military record.

Makes for
pretty good reading.

(SIGHS)
Personally, | find it
rather boring, sir.

Annapolis. Class of '67.

Three tours in Vietnam.
Twice wounded in...

Mr. Caine, did you
come here for my help

or are you trying
to get me to re-up?

| need your help.

Well, pulling my 201 File
isn't exactly a polite way
to ask for it.

| had to find out
what kind of man
you were.

Just how far
| could trust you.

The only recommendation
| had was Robin's and...

Let's face it.
He is a novelist.

And you thought
he might have lied to you
the way you lied to him?

Mr. Caine,
Robin said you were looking

for an old war buddy

you thought
might still be
living in the Islands.

You wouldn't have
pulled my service record

for something
as simple as that.

Magnum.

(SIGHS)

|, uh...
| did lie to Robin.

| want you
to find a woman.

A woman who
disappeared 40 years ago.

Forty years?

And you've gotta find her
in the next 24 hours.

(LAUGHS)

As long as it's not
something impossible.

| don't blame you
for being angry at me

but unless
you find Diane
by tomorrow night,

I'll have to decline
the nomination.

Come on, Mr. Caine.
What's she got on you?

She, uh... She worked
in a club on Hotel Street
before the war.

She was a hooker?

She was also my wife.

MAGNUM: /t sounded like
something out of
a bad Robin Masters’ novel.

In fact for a second
| thought the whole thing

might have been
one of Robin's jokes.

But Robert Caine
was a nominee
to the Supreme Court,

even if | did think
he might be lying
through his judicial teeth.

Besides, driving a Ferrari

it couldn't hurt
to know a judge.

I'm sorry, sir.

You wanna fill me in?

About a week
after my nomination,
| received a telegram.

It read,
"Congratulations, Bobby.”

It was signed,
"Love, Diane.”

You sure it was from her?

Positive.

The wire came
from Honolulu

and she's the only
Diane I've ever Known.

Did she ask for money?

Diane would
never do that.

Things were
different between us.

She was different.

Special.

We were married.

| don't care
how long ago it's been,

Diane would never
blackmail me.

Well...
| don't understand
the problem, sir.

Why don't you
call the President and
accept the nomination?

| don't dare
take the chance.

When's the last time
you saw her?

Two hours
before the Japanese
bombed Pearl Harbor.

Now that broad's what | call
a good looking wahine.

She sure was.

What do you mean, was?
She dead or something?

Or something.

SCULLEY:
Don't think you understand.

John Sculley of the
Newport Scullies?

RICK: Mr. Sculley,
I'm sure in Newport

you make the tide
go in and out

but here in
the King Kamehameha Club,

you have to be a member,
which you're not,

or the guest of a member,
which you aren't,

in order to
use the facilities.

And anyway, sir, it's, uh...
It's after six o'clock.

It requires a jacket here.

Oh, what about him?

Oh... Hey.
Didn't | tell you

to make all the
deliveries in the rear?

Right.

| think | understand.

How much is it
to join your little club
for an afternoon?

Don't even try it.

| was gonna
buy you one drink as
a courtesy at the club.

Now | want you
out right now or
I'm gonna throw you out.

You and who else?

Me.

Get me a drink.
Coming right up.

Thanks.

Oh, that's all right.
| just didn't want
to see you kill anyone.

Besides | need your help.
| gotta find her.

She used to
work Hotel Street.

What club?
Wiki Wiki.

Wiki Wiki?
| never heard of it.

Well, this was
some time ago.

| don't think anyone's
seen her since December.

December.
1941.

1940... 1941?

Aloha.

I'm looking for Maku.
You know him?

What do you want Maku for?

Oh, Rick sent me.
Thomas Magnum.

Kiki.

KIKI: Maku is my grandfather.

He's also an old fool.

Boy, that's tough swimming.

| don't know what
he's trying to prove.

Swimming to the
eight point and back
is 10 miles.

He do that often?

Every time he feels old.

He's in trouble.

No, he's not.

Are you crazy?
You nearly drowned.

Hush, child.
Have you lost your senses?

Is that the way to
speak to your grandfather
in front of a stranger?

Not many men can time
a wave like that.
Tom Magnum.

Maku.

Kiki, go get us some beer.

(SIGHS) Brother,
are you married?

Me? (LAUGHS) No.
I'd make a terrible husband.

All men say that.

Even | say that

and | have 10 children
and 43 grandchildren.

But you didn't come
all the way out here

just to hear
an old man brag.

Well, Rick sent me.
I'm looking for a woman.

You don't look like
you need any help.

But the best one | got
just went in for the beer.

Oh, no.
See, you don't understand.

I'm not just looking
for any woman.

Yeah. l...
| mean, not that
Kiki's any woman.

| mean she's beautiful.

I'm sure
she's a special, sweetheart...

Hey, brother.
Just kidding.
Just kidding.

Who's this wahine?
This woman
you're looking for?

Did you ever hear
of the Wiki Wiki club?

Oh, sure. | was
a bartender there
from '39 to '43.

Good club.
High class wahines.

Not like the girls
working the streets today.

Did you know many
of the women that worked
there before the war?

Hey, brother,
| knew them all.

You know
what | mean.

How about this one?

Her name was
Diane Westmore.

She disappeared
in the attack in '41.

Sorry, brother.
Don't know her.

You sure?
She worked there
the same time you did.

Yeah. Lots of girls
worked that club.

They come. They go.

Some stay
only a couple of days.

But how come
you're looking
for her anyways?

Somebody been
gone that long.

Oh, a relative died.
Left her quite
a bit of money.

Here you are, Papa.

If we want
any money around here,

I've got to
catch the bus
to go to work.

Hey. Maybe you can
give my Kiki one ride?

Take the beer with you.

I'll call
some of my friends
from the old days

and you come
back tonight

and maybe
I'll have something.

Fair enough. Thanks.
Sure.

You get
some rest, okay?

Sure. Hey,
stop fussing over me
like I'm an old man.

If | like | can swim
all the way out there
and back again.

Well, you are
an old man.

But | love you anyway.

Aloha, darling.
Aloha, Papa.

(PHONE RINGING)

Mueller.

(INDISTINCT TALKING
OVER PHONE)

What did you tell him?

Okay. I'll tell her.

DIANE: Oh, uh...
Don't worry about dinner.

| may not be
back till 10:00.

Yes, Mrs. Pauley.

Maku just called me.

Oh, how is he?

Worried.

Someone just visited him
looking for Diane Westmore.

MAGNUM: Faced
with a tough problem,
some people drink.

Some eat. Me?

I swim.

| was pretty sure
Maku recognized Diane,

but when he suggested
he call some friends

and get back to me,
| decided not to push it.

(DOG BARKS)
Hi, guy.

Where's... Apollo?

Zeus, Apollo. Patrol.

Enjoy your swim?

(CHUCKLING)

Oh, whatever
it is, Higgins,
the answer is no.

My, we are suspicious,
aren't we?

| won't give up the Ferrari.

| wouldn't dream
of asking you to, old boy.

|... | won't move out
of the guesthouse.

Well, | should
bloody well hope not.

Uh... And | won't let
someone move in, either.

Never entered my mind.

You want me
to take out your sister.

She's married and
living in Sussex with
four monstrous children.

All right.
| give up, Higgins.

What is it
you want from me?

Are you by any chance
the T. Magnum

who played on the
American bridge team
in Sao Paulo in '72?

Say "Goodbye," Higgins,
because the answer is, "No."

| will not make a fourth
for your Wednesday
afternoon bridge club.

| don't play
with amateurs.

We are all life masters.

Well, then you're
better than | am.

Magnum, | wouldn't
stoop to ask if it wasn't
a bloody emergency.

(LAUGHS)

What happened?
Your fourth die?

Yes.

Higgins, you know...

Well, I'm sorry. Uh...

Look. | was just joking.

| quite understand.

Well, look. Uh...

| mean
| am on an investigation

but if | can wrap it up
by tomorrow afternoon,
I'll play.

Splendid.

Now, what can | do to
assist you in your work?

What do you know
about Robert Caine?

Well, only what I've read.

A rather obscure judge
until his recent nomination
to the Supreme Court.

However,
those who should know
speak very highly of him.

Shall | pull
some clippings?

That would be very nice.
Thank you.

But | have
to leave in an hour.

I'll have them
ready for you and
warm up the Ferrari.

Splendid.

Higgins. Who died?

Mr. Blackmore.
Heart attack.

Higgins?

Who's playing for
Mrs. Blackmore?

Well, no one.

The funeral's today.
The game is tomorrow.

A strange little man.

MAGNUM: | really
had to hand it to Higgins.

In less than an hour,
he'd dug up
four articles on Caine,

gassed the Ferrari
and packed a Iunch.

After bridge tomorrow,

Zeus and Apollo might be
having me for lunch.

But until then...

Caine's life was
a Horatio Alger story.

Orphaned at birth,
he ran away to sea at 14,

sailed freighters
until the war, then enlisted.

He fought in Europe
and was decorated
for bravery twice.

After the war,
law school on the G.!. Bill

and a lucrative
practice in New York

and so on until
he was nominated
for the Supreme Court.

All the articles
read the same.

Robert Caine
was an amazing man.

| wasn't sure
a brief marriage
to a prostitute

who disappeared 40 years ago

was going to do him
any real damage
even if it did leak.

Not with his record.

But | couldn't help
feeling there was
more to it than that.

Right on time.

Have you found her?

Let's go for
a ride, Mr. Caine.

Well?

| haven't found her yet.

Well, where are we going?

On the phone
you led me to believe that...

That | had a lead?

You remember
a bartender who used
to work the Wiki Wiki?

Big Hawaiian named Maku?

No, | don't think so.

Did he know Diane?

He says "no"
but | think "yes."

Are we gonna see him?
No.

How about a piano player
called Tickler?

Well, | remember
somebody at the club
who played piano

but | don't recall his name.

You know, Mr. Caine,
it sounds like you didn't
know anybody there.

And nobody knew you
except Diane.

Well, it's a long time ago.

| told you the club
wasn't one of my hangouts.

| met Diane at the beach.

Sure | knew people
but | don't remember
their names.

Even their faces.

Look, there's only
one person I'm interested
in meeting and that's Diane.

Now if you haven't found her,
where are you taking me?

To jar your memory.

Why'd you bring me here?

Last place
you saw Diane was here.

No, no. The last time
| saw Diane was on the dock,

| told you that.

You know, Magnum.
You keep testing me
and | don't like it.

And you're not telling me
everything you know.

Now come on, Mr. Caine.

It's tough enough
finding a woman who
disappeared 40 years ago

without my own client
sandbagging me.

Magnum, there's
nothing more | can tell you

that will help you
find Diane.

Nothing.

You just have
to believe me.

Now, uh...

Take me back
to my hotel, please.

(INDISTINCT TALKING)

Going for a ride, kiddo?

You know my rules, Bobby.

It's after curfew.

You weren't
thinking of leaving,
were you, Diane?

Not with two years
left on your contract.

You can't
hold her, Jessie.

Think not, kiddo.

Of course if you want
to buy her contract,

it's worth
at least 20 grand.

But | like you, Bobby.
I'll let you have her for 15.

You haven't got 15?

That's too bad. (CHUCKLES)

Well, | suppose
I'm just gonna
have to keep her.

Well, of course
you can visit Diane

for a more
reasonable fee.

Any time she isn't occupied.

Dutch is gonna
have to kill me, Jessie.

That's up to you, Bobby.

Get in the car.

Diane, get in the car...

DIANE: No!
MAN: Fight!

All right, Jessie. I'll stay.

Sailor!

(GRUNTING)

Oh, please.

Bobby.

God... Oh, please.

DIANE: Bobby!

(SCREAMING)

Bobby?

Come on, Diane.
Get in the car. Come on.

You killed him!

It's okay.

Damn it!
You've killed him!

JESSIE: You've killed him!

You killed him.
You killed him.
You killed him.

MAGNUM: | don't know. Uh...
Something's not right here.

Thanks, Moki.
It's screwy, Rick.

Caine's lying.
Maku's lying.

Hell, I'll bet when
| meet this guy Tickler,
he'll be lying.

Do me a favor.

Finish this beer upstairs
in my office. Quick.
Huh?

Higgins is here.
It's after 6:30.

If he catches
you in here
without a jacket,

he's gonna
string me up alive.

No, he won't.
What?

| can guarantee ya,
five gets you 50,

he's gonna lay that
old line on me

that he's on the
board of directors.

He's gonna
tell me to throw
your butt out of here.

Money's up.

You're on.

Hi, Hig.

And how is your
investigation progressing?

Oh, not too well.

Are you sure
there's nothing more
that | can do to help?

Help?

No. Positive.

Well, if there is anything,
please don't hesitate to ask.

Put, uh...
Magnum's beer on my tab.

| always do.

Tomorrow at 3:00?

I'll try.

Thank you.

What the...
Catching flies, guys.

Get that guy a drink.

(PIANO PLAYING)

How you doing?
Oh, I'm fine. Thank you.

You Tickler?
Yes, sir.

Well, Rick sent me.

He said you used
to work the Wiki Wiki Club

on Hotel Street
during the war.

(CHUCKLES) Sure did.

Great club.

A lot of action.

A lot of fun.

Lines for everything.

Even to hear my music.

Times sure have changed.

She work there?

Oh, pretty lady.

Yeah, you remember her?

You know her face
does look kind of familiar.

Her name's Diane Westmore.

Yeah. Diane. Nice girl.

| remember when she died.

A lot of people cried.

She died.
That's right.

During the war.
The big one.

In a car accident
with some flyboy
from Wheeler, | think.

You sure
it was Diane Westmore?

About as sure
as an old man can get.

Is she related to you?
No.

Never met her.

Anyway, thanks a lot.

Thank you.

Could | play anything
particular for you?
Oh, no, thanks.

I'd love to
some other time, though.

Good. Come back again.

Now, don't go
doin’ that, Mrs. Pauley.

You've done enough.

| want to, Tickler.

Well, I'm gonna
have to earn it.

MAGNUM: | guess
if | hadn't been so stunned

by what Tickler had told me,

I'd have noticed the tail.

After all, | am
a private investigator

and it wasn't the most
inconspicuous vehicle
on the Island.

But | didn't because
| was trying to figure

how a woman
killed in the '40s

could send
a telegram in the ‘80s.

Anyway, that's my excuse.

That and something else
| had on my mind all day.

Aloha.
Aloha.

Promised you
a ride home, remember?

That woman you thought
my grandfather might know.

Yeah?

You didn't find her,
did you?

No. Uh-uh.

But if | had,
I'd still be
driving you home.

Can | see her picture?

Sure.

It's hard to tell
in this light, Magnum,

but she does
look familiar.

But it's like
| don't know her,

but maybe her mother
or sister or something.

Well, you gotta remember
that picture was taken
before you were born.

Diane Westmore
would be in her late
‘50s or early '60s by now.

Try and picture
her that old. You know?

With white hair...
A little heavier.

(SCREAMS)

Look out!
Hold on!

T.C.: Man, you called me
out here for this?

| thought you were dead.
Excuse me.

Well, we damn near were.

You know those
tow-truck types.

They see a Ferrari,
they think you're loaded.

Yeah, and you called me
‘cause | know you're broke.

Well, I'll give you
gas money.

Gas money.

Why don't you
just back this thing
out of here?

He can't get it
into reverse.

Well...

See. | think
the clutch needs
a little adjustment.

It probably slipped
when we hit the embankment.

We'll be out of here
in no time, Kiki.

Ha! You wanna bet?

You know it's great
to have a buddy
you can trust, T.C.

Mmm-hmm...

| mean most guys
would try and rip
you off, you know?

Tell you,
you had something
like a, uh...

Busted transmission?
(LAUGHS)

Yeah. Somethin' like that.

Yeah, well,
that's what you got, baby.

T.C.: Boy, Higgins
is gonna kill you.

No, he won't.

(LAUGHING)

Magnum.
Yeah?

I've been doing
what you said,

trying to
picture her older.

Yeah?
| think | Know her.

But her name's not
Diane Westmore.

What is it?

Mrs. Pauley?
Yes?

A friend of the governor's
to see you, ma’‘am.

Said his name is
Thomas Magnum.

Magnum?
A friend of Michael's?

Yes, ma'am.
That's what he said.

All right.
Show him in.

Yes, ma'am.

Well, Michael.
| can't keep
track of them all.

Thomas Magnum,
Mrs. Pauley.

Thank you, Moana.

Hello.

Would you care
for a drink?

Oh, yes.
Thank you. Uh...

Scotch on the rocks.

You said you knew
my late husband.

Well, no, ma'am. Uh...

Not the governor,
at least not personally.

| know
your first husband.

Bobby.

You know Bobby?

That's right.

Okay, Mr. Magnum.
You know who | was...

Or rather what | was.

So just tell me
how much you want

and I'll decide
whether to pay it.

Although it better not
be more than 50 bucks

because since
the Governor died,

| could care less
what anybody
knows about my past.

But above all,
don't toy with me...

Especially about Bobby...

Or you won't even
get your 50 bucks.

Miss Pauley,
he hired me to find you.

Well, you're remarkably
well preserved
for your age.

Bobby was killed
40 years ago on the Arizona.

| may have disagreed
with your methods

but | do appreciate

your having
tried to accomplish
the impossible.

| hope that
this is sufficient.

Oh, thank you.
That's very generous.

We passed the exit, driver.

Driver! We passed
the airport exit.

Diane isn't at the airport.

Diane?
That's who you hired me
to find, isn't it?

Where is she?

She's on her way
to meet us.

Where?

MAGNUM:
At the Arizona Memorial.

MAN: Of the 1177
sailors and marines killed
in action on the Arizona...

1102 are still entombed
in the hull beneath us.

To the Navy,
these men are considered
to be buried at sea.

At 07:55 on the
7th of December, 1941

the first wave of
K Torpedo bombers came
skimming in over Pearl City.

They fanned out
across the harbor at 40 feet

and headed straight
for Battleship Row.

DIANE: Bobby?

Bobby?

Oh...

Oh...

Oh...

| thought you were dead.

All these years
| thought you were dead.

Diane, what on earth
happened to you?

You just disappeared.

| never left Oahu.

| put you on the Orion.
| watched it sail.

|... | couldn't leave you
to face the police alone.

| got off the Orion
before she weighed anchor.

And then
a couple of hours later

the Japanese attacked

and then the next day
you were listed as
missing in action.

Bobby, what happened?

Well, | drove up
into the hills

to the old
sugar cane fields
to watch you sail away

and the Orion was
barely over the horizon

when the
Japanese attacked.

| realized that
almost all my shipmates
on the Arizona

must have been killed.

If | didn't
report to someone,

they'd list me as
missing in action.

So three days later

| shipped out
an able-bodied seaman

on a cargo ship
to the Mainland.

Then when
| couldn't find you,

| enlisted in the army
under the name of Caine and...

And you were here
all the time.

All the time.

(SIGHS)

I'm sorry. Uh...

| hate to break up
this reunion. | really do.

But one of you
is lying to me.

Mr. Caine,
you hired me
to find Diane

but you left out
a few important facts.

That in 1941 you were
Ensign Robert Wicks

and that the night
you and Diane eloped

was a hell of a fight.

Now how could
| tell you that?

That's what | was
being blackmailed with.

Diane, whatever
your reasons were...

I... |... Bobby,
| didn't know that
you were alive

until Magnum told me
a couple of hours ago.

Well, now that's very
interesting, Mr. Caine.

Considering I've never
even seen this telegram

Diane supposedly
sent you.

| never sent a telegram.

Then last night | also
received this message
asking for $50,000

to be dropped
at a phone booth

at the Ala Moana Park
at 2:00 this afternoon.

Now why the hell
didn't you show me this?

What difference
would it have made?

I'm not gonna
pay for blackmail.

That's why we're going
back to the Mainland today

to decline the nomination.

|... | guess | should have
known all along

that | never
could accept it.

Well, that's all
well and good,
Mr. Caine,

but somebody
took a shot at me.

After all these years,
still bleeding oil.

That's where
| belong, you know.

If | hadn't
killed Dutch, I'd...

I'd be down there now.

Dutch didn't die.

He came to me.
Oh, it was years ago.

To apologize.
He was broke.

He'd heard that
I'd helped others
from the old days

and he wanted to know
if | could help him.

Mrs. Pauley, you sound like
you still know where Dutch is.

He's my chauffer.

MAGNUM: /t was more ironic
than a Robin Masters’ novel.

She thought he was dead.

He thought she was dead.

And only the chauffer
knew the truth.

He should have
been the butler.

| just hope that
Rick didn't get lonely
and Start talking.

Hey, you been hacking long?

Hey, you got the sports page.
Can | take a look at that?

| wanna see
if my horse won yesterday.

It's my first day.

Probably be your last.

Boy, | hope so.

I'm chauffeuring
the judge around
for this pal of mine.

Hey, let me
ask you something.

Don't you get bored
just sitting around
here all day?

Now what's he
trying to do?

Rick! Stop him!

What?
Stop him!

Hey! Hey, wait a minute! Hey!

What the heck is going on?

The guy almost
run over my foot!

What? | thought
I'm supposed to
be the driver.

Hey!

MAN:
This is security unit one...

Here come the marines.

Two unauthorized vehicles
have just penetrated
base security.

We are in pursuit.

Take it easy.
This isn't a Ferrari.

Trust me.

Oh, cute.
This is really cute.

Intruding vehicles
are black limousines.

Heading for Pier Sixty-Seven.

Request assistance. Over.

Security Unit Five.

Unit One reporting
pursuit of vehicles
at Pier Sixty-Seven.

Hold on.

Blocked.

Yeah, we're blocked.

(SIRENS WAILING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Oh, hi, guys.

Uh-oh...
They can't make us
re- up, can they?

I'm, uh...
Sure he'll be here
at any moment.

(DOGS GROWLING)

Ah, must be him now.

Glad you could
join us, old boy.

Thank you.

| believe you know, uh...
Mrs. Blackmore.

Ah, yes. | was
very sorry to hear
about your husband.

And, uh...
This is Mrs. Pauley.

Widow of Governor Pauley.

Nice to see you again.

Thank you.

Oh, you know each other?

Well, we have
a mutual friend.

Have you heard
from the judge?
Yes.

He's meeting with
the President about now
to politely decline.

Really?

And then
he's coming back here
for a long vacation.

Higgins,
you're catching flies.

Oh, uh... Yes.

Well. Shall we begin?

Uh... Higgins,
| think there's something
we should get straight

before we start.
Of course.

What conventions we play.

We play Kennedy,
Single Swiss,

Jacoby transfer,
Michaels cuebid,

August response to
weak twos and DOP...

In addition to Gerber,
Blackwood and Statemen.

| assume those are the
same conventions you used
on the American team.

| was never on
the American team.

You were not the
T. Magnum who played
at Sao Paulo in '72?

Higgins, | never said | was.

I'm sure | can learn Bridge.

I'm great at poker.
What's wild?

(CHUCKLING)