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(CHANTING IN NATIVE LANGUAGE)

He just threw a curse on the whole place.

(SHOUTING)

What happened? | don't know.

MAN: In the water there? Moki, get an ambulance.

It's too late.

Henry Lewis could have literally been cursed to death.

Look at you. You're sitting around here like you're ready to die.

These are legitimate aches and pains | got, Thomas.

That stuff's all folklore.

Well, you tell that to Henry Lewis.

Here, over here! They're over here!

(CHANTING IN NATIVE LANGUAGE)

(CHANTING CONTINUES)

(CHANTING CONTINUES)

CHAIRMAN: The final report before the takes up new business,

will be given by Mr. Higgins.

As the board is aware,

| have placed a box for complaints in the clubhouse lobby,

so that members might voice any criticism they may have

concerning facilities and services.

| call it my Complaints Corner.

| have sorted through the complaints,

and would at this time like to bring some of them to the attention of the board.

First...

Parking.

HIGGINS: Many members have complained

that some people are parking in the wrong spaces,

or in spaces not assigned to them.

Though parking is Supposed to be handled by our valets,

some people continue to ignore this service.

Probably because they're too cheap to tip.

The second complaint

deals with dress.

HIGGINS: Although this is a recreational facility

some portions of the club do require proper attire.

A requirement that some members continue to blatantly ignore.

And, finally...

| have noticed an inordinate number of guest charges

on one particular individual's tab.

Whose?

Put it on Robin's tab. Put it on Robin's tab.

(LAUGHING)

I'll pay it, T.C.

| just don't have the cash on me right now. That's all.

(LAUGHS)

If that concludes all the business for this meeting...

Mr. Chairman, | feel compelled to voice a formal protest

concerning the exploitation of this club.

Higgins, you're not gonna start in on that Surf Ski Race again, are you?

Although | seem to be the only member who understands the costly risks of this venture,

lam not protesting the race,

but rather the extravagant promotional campaign for the race.

| move this meeting be adjourned, so we can all go watch the qualifying runs.

| second.

T.C.: You know, T.M., they got some pretty strong-looking dudes

in the Surf Ski Race.

T.C.: You know, I've been watching old Henry Lewis out there.

Man, that cat's built solid as a rock.

You know what? When he's out on that water in the Surf Ski,

man, his muscles move like a finely tuned machine.

Yeah. Well,

muscle isn't everything, T.C.

Yeah, that's what Rick keeps telling me.

T.C.: But, I'm gonna bet my money on old Henry Lewis for sure.

Him? What about me, T.C.?

You?

Yeah.

Me bet on you?

(LAUGHS)

Well, Rick's gonna bet on me.

Want to bet?

(T.C. LAUGHS)

It's cheap commercialism.

Oh, take it easy, will you? A little publicity isn't gonna hurt.

RICK: It'll showcase the club and bring in new members.

New members mean new money.

This is a private club, not a three-ring circus.

Higgins, it's only a couple of photographers taking a couple of pictures

and some quotes. It's not a big deal. It isn't.

Hello, I'm Christine Richards

for Honolulu's K.S.F.B.

Which of you is the official spokesperson for the club?

| am. | am.

I'm... Uh... I'm Rick, manager of the club.

| see.

What can you tell us about the race?

Nothing. A lot

(LAUGHS)

RICK: Well, today...

Today, we're gonna have qualifying sprints for the local contestants,

but we do have entries from all over the world

Mexico and France and Australia...

England. And uh... England.

All, total, it's about 300 people.

279.

(EXHALES) 279, right.

RICK: The route of the actual race,

which, of course, won't take place for another three days

will be from Molokai to Oahu

which is approximately, oh, 30 miles.

26.5, actually.

The best part of the race is that

we've opened it up to non-member entries,

which is why we're expecting great, great turnout.

The... Uh... Um...

(TALKING IN NATIVE LANGUAGE)

RICHARDS: What did he say?

RICK: Hey, wait a minute, buddy. | want to talk to you, buddy.

No, man, let him go.

RICHARDS: Where did he come from?

| swear | had nothing to do with this caper I'm not kidding you.

You know that guy, Moki?

He's a kahuna.

He's a crackpot, a kahuna.

Anyway, the race was blessed already.

That kahuna wasn't blessing.

He was cursing.

He just threw a curse over the whole place.

GIRL: Hey!

MAN: Right.

He's probably too muscle-bound to be very agile.

That's the same thing | was thinking, Charlie.

Well, Henry's favorite to win.

MAGNUM: So I've heard.

You're gonna compete in this craziness, huh, Magnum?

I'm gonna give it my best shot.

How about you, Charlie?

Nah. I'm sticking to my ocean laps.

Besides, who can beat Henry?

(CHUCKLES)

(LAUGHS)

Hey, Henry, how about a little one-on-one?

One-one-one with whom?

With me.

Oh, come on. You've got to be kidding.

You know, he said he saw a demon hovering over the club,

the water, the sand.

Did he say why?

No. Unless he comes up with some specifics, I'm just not gonna worry about it.

Well, you'd better worry about it,

especially since the entire episode was captured on tape,

courtesy of your free publicity.

Higgins, now, don't get all shook up.

He's probably some crazy, old man with a lot of time on his hands.

It's precisely the kind of sensational news coverage | was afraid of.

Well, the only sensational news coverage we'll get

is if Thomas passes Henry Lewis.

T.C.: Hey, man

| ain't seen Thomas move his tail like that

since he was running away from them dogs of yours, Higgins.

Hey, man, Thomas is starting to gain on him!

(LAUGHS)

Let me see. Let me see.

RICK: He is!

RICK: Go on, Thomas!

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Wait, wait, wait.

What the hell is Thomas doing, now?

Hey, man, something's wrong.

MAGNUM: Hey, Charlie, help me out over here. Something's happened to Henry. Henry?

Let's get him in.

Set him down.

What happened? | don't know.

Moki, get an ambulance.

It's too late.

GIRL: | don't believe this.

That's great, Bill. Move in close. Get a close-up.

GIRL: Taylor?

He's dead.

MAGNUM: | didn't particularly like going to the county morgue

and inquiring about a body.

It's kind of like an impersonal reminder of one's own mortality,

but | was here, anyway, by choice.

For some reason, | felt responsible for Henry Lewis' death.

Maybe because | was racing him at the time.

It was dumb, | know,

but I'd feel better when | found out why he died.

You know, lady, at the moment, | don't know why this man died.

There's no evidence of any heart attack, stroke,

or any other seizure.

CORONER: No signs of anything. He just died.

You're saying that a 35 year-old man

in perfect physical condition

just dropped dead for no apparent reason?

Well, it was quite possible a combination of sun

and overexertion, were just too much for him.

It is my understanding that he paddles 20 miles regularly,

for recreation.

Well, there's also a new theory doctors are exploring,

a condition that affects perfectly healthy athletes,

causing them to drop over, dead.

Did you know that a kahuna cursed the King Kamehameha Club

just moments before Henry Lewis collapsed?

No, | didn't.

Do you think that that curse

could have had anything to do with his death?

| don't think. I... | mean, | suppose

if Mr. Lewis really believed in such things.

Then, you can't deny the very real possibility

that Henry Lewis could have literally been cursed to death.

Wait a minute. Excuse me. Uh...

Aren't you getting a little carried away with this?

Who are you?

Huh?

Who are you?

Thomas Magnum.

Oh, you're the man who was racing against Henry Lewis

when he died. Is that correct?

Uh... It was a trial heat, yeah.

Are you a very close friend of his?

No, no, l... | was just racing against him.

RICHARDS: Then, what are you doing here? Are you a member of the club?

Uh... No, I'ma private investigator.

| see.

And the club has hired you to investigate this very strange death.

Uh... It wasn't a strange death.

Uh... | mean, the guy died.

Then, why did they hire you to look into it?

Well, as the official investigator,

and spokesman for the club in this case,

uh... | can only say that we're not attributing anything

to this Kahuna's curse.

This is preposterous,

"Official club spokesman."

Come on, Higgins, | had to say something.

You could see what she was trying to do.

What were you doing there in the first place?

| was trying to find out why Henry died.

His death doesn't concern you.

Yes, it does, Higgins. | hired Magnum.

Thanks, Nadine.

We're doomed.

Only as long as we got that Christine Richards hounding us.

She tends to get a little carried away.

Yes, that was Rick's idea for free publicity.

What are you doing?

Look, | got a sore throat.

Do me a favor. See if | got a temperature.

There's nothing wrong with you!

You're just upset over what's been happening, here.

HIGGINS: As well, he should be.

This club is in critical condition.

Yeah, tell me about it.

Several people have requested to withdraw their memberships,

ten have pulled out of the race,

and a swimmer almost drowned this morning from cramps in the pool.

What swimmer?

A girl this morning went out to do some laps,

took a nosedive, and almost drowned.

They took her to the hospital.

Is she all right?

RICK: Yeah, she's all right, but that's not the point.

The point is that it's starting to get to everybody, here.

You'd think Jaws is waiting out there for his brunch.

Take a look at it.

Maybe somebody wants it that way for a reason.

Well, what for? All they got to do is come to me

if they got a complaint,

or stick it in Higgins’ little complaint box.

MAGNUM: | think it goes a little deeper than a complaint, Rick.

Look, maybe somebody has a grudge against the club. Or you.

Yeah, well, there's only one person

that | could think of that would have a grudge against me.

If you're insinuating that | would stoop to such a low-handed trick...

Hold it, now. | mean, come on.

Look, maybe somebody wants to take over the club.

Well, certainly not for profit.

This place is barely staying afloat.

Well, how about the land?

The land is leased like all the other land in the Islands.

They got another 46 years to go on the lease.

Forty-five. Forty-five

(ALARM RINGING)

What's that? It's the fire alarm!

CHAN: Fire extinguisher!

Stay back!

Stay back.

What happened?

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

Tell me in English. Now, what happened?

Grease fire.

RICK: Grease fire? Looks like someone threw a match in an oil spill, here.

Oh, come on, Rick. Take it easy.

It's out. It's just a little fire. That's all.

The stove has suffered severe fire damage.

Where's the rest of the cooks?

They called in sick today.

Allergic reaction to curses, huh?

Get someone in here to clean this up immediately.

Yes, Mr. Higgins.

And | expect something to be done about this stove.

Well, | thought I'd bring a hibachi in from home, Higgins.

I've taken just about all of your wise talk that I'm going to.

When the board meets again, I'm sure a motion for your dismissal

will meet with unanimous approval.

Ah, who?

Well, I'm gonna save you the trouble, pal. I'm gonna quit, first.

How do you like that, Higgins?

| don't need this aggravation. | really don't.

Oh, come on, Rick. Don't let Higgins get to you.

He really doesn't mean it.

| mean, you guys are just at each other's throats.

Maybe so, but I'm getting tired

of getting blamed for everything that goes wrong around this joint.

Rick, you're a good manager, and you know it!

So does Higgins.

The only thing Higgins knows is that he wants me out.

O-U-T, and guess what? Quite frankly, I'm getting to like the idea.

You love this club. You couldn't leave it.

| should've kept the disco.

Rick's Cafe Americano. Remember, Thomas,

the people, the music, and Sam, good old Sam? Now, that was a club.

That was a Class A club.

Yeah, it was a bust. Remember?

Yeah, maybe so, but at least it made me happy.

The only thing this place is doing for me is giving me indigestion.

RICK: I'm going. My stomach's killing me.

Moki? This is your drink, ma'am.

Moki?

MAGNUM: | got to talk to you.

Who was that kahuna that was here yesterday?

Oh, yeah, | don't know anything about the guy.

Okay, | don't want to know his life story. | just want to know who he is.

I've never seen him before.

Moki?

It's a big island, Magnum.

MOKI: You know, it ain't easy finding guys like that.

MAGNUM: Well, give me a clue.

North shore.

| believe his name is Makua.

Moki?

Yeah, he's Makua.

You knew who he was all along, and you didn't say anything?

He's a kahuna, Thomas.

You know, they... They make things happen that just can't be explained.

If we find him, we find who's putting him up to this.

Moki is wise to be cautious of Makua,

but | don't think you'll have any problems.

| doubt his powers could extend over you, Magnum.

But, then,

you never know.

MAGNUM: It's harvest time. They're burning the sugarcane fields.

T.C.: You know, | can almost feel the heat from here.

| can't help it if it's harvest time, T.C.

Would you just keep reading?

Oh, yeah.

Uh... "One of the most important rules among kahunas

"is Summed up in one of their vows.

"Learn to know all, but keep thyself unknown.’

"That is why curses are warning of death prayers..."

"Death prayers?"

Uh... Keep going. "That is why..." what?

(SOFTLY) "Death prayers..."

Um... "That is why curses or warning of death prayers

"are made known to their victims through the mana."

Thomas, where did you get this book?

| got it from Higgins. What else did it say about kahunas?

(SIGHING DEEPLY)

"Kahunas look just like you and me."

(LAUGHS)

(LAUGHS)

"According to legend, then, the only way to know for sure if

"someone is a kahuna is by the presence of a ruby flash

"detectable in the eyes."

"A ruby flash detectable in the..."

Why am | reading this nonsense?

Because | wanted to know what to expect when | find Makua.

Makua?

Yeah, he's the kahuna that cursed the club yesterday.

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, Thomas.

You said you was taking me to some nice, exotic place for lunch.

You ain't mentioned nothing about looking for no kahuna.

Take it easy, T.C.

That stuff's all folklore, anyway.

Oh, yeah?

Well, you tell that to Henry Lewis.

Hi.

Hey, man. | don't like this place.

What's not to like.

Hi.

Uh... I'm looking for a man named Makua.

I... | knew it. | knew it.

Uh, could you tell me where | might find him?

T.C.: Here we go, again.

First, you promise me lunch.

Then, you drag me out here, in the middle of nowhere,

and then you come on like a missionary with the Peace Corps.

MAGNUM: T.C.

Man, we gonna wind up getting our butts kicked.

(LAUGHS) No, we're not.

T.C.: Well, | know one thing.

That old boy ain't gonna give you the time of day,

much less tell you where you can find a...

A kahuna.

Well, you got a better idea, T.C.?

You know some other way | can find this guy?

Well, | know strutting up here,

flashing a big smile to these turkeys

ain't gonna get you nothing.

Well, since when are you an expert on psychology?

Well, since | started getting messed up in these dumb cases of yours, that's when.

Yeah, well, let me tell you something.

T.C.: You ain't got to tell me...

You didn't need to come out here for a... Hey, over here.

Huh? Makua lives down there, the last house.

Thank you, very much. You've been a big help.

| told you | knew what | was doing.

(MAN CHANTING IN NATIVE LANGUAGE)

Oh, sound like he's working on a curse. Maybe we just better take off.

(CHANTING CONTINUES)

(KNOCKING)

Makua?

(CHANTING CONTINUES)

Oh, man, | don't dig this.

Uh, uh.

Are you Makua?

(CHANTING CONTINUES)

Man, uh-uh.

(CHUCKLES)

Makua?

Are you finished?

Now, you gonna tell me who's putting you up to this?

Uh... Thomas Magnum, why don't you and | just get out of here,

‘cause | think that this man is about to spring the big one on us.

Come on, Makua. | Know someone's setting you up,

and if you don't tell me who it is,

I'm gonna curse you.

Thomas!

(CHANTING CONTINUES)

He can't do anything to us!

Ha! Will you stop that!

Charlie Kalo said his powers could never extend over to me, anyhow.

T.C.: Oh, yeah, that's great for you. What about me?

MAGNUM: You'll be fine. There's nothing to...

MAGNUM: Over here. He's heading towards the cane field.

MAGNUM: Makua!

Makua!

You ain't gonna find him here, Thomas.

How about over there?

Barbecue sugarcane.

Well, let's get out of here. Let's get back. Come on.

I'll drink to that,

(COUGHS)

MAGNUM: There's a backfire!

There! Bill! Here, over here! They're over here!

There's a man stuck inside. We got to get help.

Uh, the news car. You...you can use the radio.

Here.

This is K.S.F.B. This is Christine...

I'm Tom Magnum... ...Richards, reporting live

...with Christine Richards. ...from a burning sugar field.

| need a fire truck and an ambulance, immediately.

At the scene is Thomas Magnum, a private investigator

for the King Kamehameha Club,

which yesterday was cursed by a kahuna.

Roger. Out.

RICHARDS: Mr. Magnum was seen pursuing a man,

a man who may now be trapped inside the burning field.

Why where you chasing that man into the field?

| wasn't chasing...

Why is it that every time | turn around, | seem to be running into you?

Maybe it's because we were following the same leads.

| found out that the kahuna, who lives up here...

Are you all right, T.C.?

Yeah, I'm all right. Just got a few cuts and bruises.

Was this the man you were chasing into the field?

Get that camera out of my face.

Is your arm all right?

Who are you, and how are you involved in all this?

Reluctantly.

Why where you chasing a man into a burning sugarcane field?

T.C.: What? I'm...

Hey, I'm just doing my job.

Oh, good. Now, you are beginning to get on my nerves.

Now, I'm hot, I'm tired,

and | am sick of seeing you every time | turn around.

Now, cover the fire. Cover the race.

MAGNUM: Cover any damn thing you want to cover,

but quit following me.

(GROANS)

| hope he got out all right.

RICHARDS: Medical examiners are removing the body of Makua Wani,

a self-proclaimed kahuna,

who yesterday cast a curse over the elite King Kamehameha Club.

Mr. Wani became trapped inside the burning sugarcane field

while running from Thomas Magnum, a private investigator

assigned to the case by the club.

Marvelous. | suppose you thought that chasing him into a fire

would make him cooperate. REPORTER ON TV: ... Seriously injured...

Damn it. You're starting to believe her, too.

| wasn't chasing him into the fire. He ran into it himself!

Maybe the curse died with him.

There is no curse, T.C.! It's a set up.

Now, | still think it's the land.

| just think it's a stroke. Isn't it a stroke when you go numb on one side?

Oh, would you stop it with that, already, Rick?

I'm serious. I'm losing my feeling.

You're losing your marbles.

You're normal!

That's impossible.

| agree.

Stop it!

MAGNUM: All of you please, stop it.

Now, uh... The club...

Is on the only land this side of Waikiki still relatively undeveloped, right?

Yeah, but | keep telling you. We got 46...

Forty-five. RICK: Forty-five

more years left in our lease.

As long as you can make the payments,

but you can only make the payments as long as the club is making money, right?

Evidently, it ain't turning a profit, now. Is it?

A profit?

This club and that word have never been used in the same sentence.

RICK: You just take it easy, will you, Higgins?

Did you come in and make this club work?

Until | got here, your bookkeepers were using nothing but red pens.

Someone wants to break the lease,

and there's only one person who stands to benefit from that,

the person who owns the land.

(DOORBELL RINGS)

Mr. Magnum?

Yes, are you the lady | spoke to on the phone?

| told Mr. Dollinger, so he is expecting you.

He doesn't usually take visitors,

so, please, be as brief as possible.

MAN ON TV: | never really...

Now, | can't take these

without my beer, Mrs. Macao. Now, you know that.

Calm down, Sidney. You have a visitor.

MAN ON TV: ... ants. Giants, Mary.

Oh, he's hot.

WOMAN ON TV: I'd employ you, Grant...

He takes 'em with beer? (CHUCKLES)

Oh, it isn't real beer, Mr. Magnum.

The cans are filled with water.

Sidney just like to think he can still drink like he used to.

Now, that's what | call movie making.

MAN: Nice as any British saying.

WOMAN: It isn't only that you've got brains...

Sidney?

Nice old-fashioned romance.

Sidney. Hmm?

Sidney, this is Thomas Magnum, from the King Kamehameha Club.

Oh.

How do you do? Oh.

Well,

thank you, Mrs. Macao.

We'll call you if we need you.

MAN: Don't call me nappy...

Sit down.

MAN: / want you to know, Mary... Oh, thank you.

She's a good nurse, but she's always underfoot.

(LAUGHS)

Would you like a beer?

Uh... No, thank you. | don't think so.

Well... Uh...

That's water, but this... (CLICKING TONGUE)

Is the real stuff.

Well, in that case, thank you, sir.

So, you're from the King Kamehameha Club, eh?

How's it doing?

Mabel Preston still a member?

| don't know. I'm sorry.

She was a gorgeous dish. (LAUGHS)

Mr. Dollinger, about the land...

Oh, | Know.

She's been after that for as long as | can remember.

Uh... Mabel Preston?

No, my daughter,

the spoiled little brat who wants everything made easy for her.

She thinks all you have to do is own it,

but we didn't just own that land.

We worked it. We dug it, planted, harvested sugarcane,

pineapple fields. All of it, we did ourselves.

With good, honest work.

Your daughter wants the land back?

That's right. She wants to lease it

to someone who will build one of those big, fancy hotels

or a bunch of condominiums.

Well, is she here in Honolulu?

| founded that club for the people,

not just the rich, the people that make this island,

the Hawaiians, the Japanese, the Howlies, everybody.

They're the ones that give it the personality

and romance.

You know how much | charge for the lease on that land, Mr. Magnum?

About 2,000 a month, sir.

Exactly,

not $50,000 a month,

or $100,000 a month,

which is what you could charge one of those foreign cartels,

and there have been plenty of offers, believe me.

But...

But | don't want to make money on that land.

| want the King Kamehameha Club to provide...

Happiness.

I... | love that land, Mr. Magnum.

(WEEPING)

(INHALES DEEPLY)

Because, it's for the people | love.

(CRYING)

So, you think your daughter wants to break the lease, sir?

Always... Always after me.

Where does she live, sir?

Always.

Mr. Dollinger?

Always.

Always...

Sir?

Always... After me.

Mrs. Macao.

Did you find out what you needed?

Yes.

Could you help me get in touch with his daughter?

His daughter? Sidney only has one daughter, Mr. Magnum,

and she's been dead for nearly 15 years.

So, you don't think there is anything to this whole thing, huh?

No, | think we're letting superstition get the best of us.

What do you mean, we?

| never fell for any of this curse business to begin with.

Look at you. You're sitting around here like you're ready to die.

These are legitimate aches and pains | got, Thomas, legitimate.

Well, then, how come they only showed up after the kahuna cursed the club?

| don't Know. Maybe it's just a coincidence.

I'll tell you one thing.

This whole episode has really taught me something about people's behavior.

That's just wonderful. Let me ask you something.

Did it teach you how to start getting some of the members

to come back to the club.

No... Uh... Think about it.

This guy shows up. He says a few words,

and after that everything that happened gets blown way out of proportion.

There | was this afternoon

blaming an 80-year-old man for wanting to break the lease.

Well, it's almost his, anyway.

Five more members want to quit the club.

Thomas, we're not even making bar money in here.

To top everything off, the board wants to cancel the Ski Surf Race.

Call off the race? What for?

It's not gonna be much of a race with only two people entered in it.

Everybody wants to stay away from this place, Thomas,

everybody.

Just take a look around.

Everybody.

No, not everyone.

Have a good swim, Charlie?

Oh, it's always a good swim.

(LAUGHS)

But, today, it was perfect.

No crowds.

No, there's certainly no crowds.

Reminds me of the old days.

You like it better this way?

Uh... Some days, yes.

Some days, no.

But, it won't be empty like this for too long.

Tell me, Charlie, how come none of this kahuna stuff has bothered you?

You're Hawaiian.

It should have an effect on you, too.

Well, there are some people to be afraid of, Magnum,

and there are some people not to be afraid of.

Makua was somebody not to be feared.

Hey, Magnum,

| told you, he don't kept no power over you.

Do you think there's someone who has power over me, Charlie?

CHARLIE: Always someone has power over you.

The thing to consider is the power good or bad?

Well, from the looks of things around here, it's not too good.

Magnum, Rick has collapsed.

What?

We were talking, and, well, arguing, | guess.

He suddenly turned white and dropped to the floor.

| didn't know he was really sick.

Where is he?

HIGGINS: An ambulance is coming to take him to Honolulu General.

He was really sick. I... | didn't know.

WOMAN ON PA: Dr. Dan Webb to room 07,

Dr. Dan Webb.

No, I'm sorry. You'll have to wait out here, please.

But, he's... No.

(PHONE RINGING)

WOMAN: Miriam Kara, you're wanted in x-ray. Miriam Kara.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING) Oh, no.

I'm not in the mood for this.

| thought | told you to quit following me.

How is he?

| don't Know. He's sick,

and I'm sick of seeing you everywhere | go.

Do you think that the curse could have anything to do with his illness?

Oh, you're just not gonna give up, are you?

You're bound and determined to get yourself a splashing byline on network news.

Turn that damn thing off.

Hey, hey, Tom, take it easy. Take it easy.

I'm only trying to do my job. Have you ever heard of the First Amendment?

Oh, look. | believe in freedom of speech, too,

but I'm sick and tired of you hounding me,

making insinuations,

and turning this whole thing into sensationalism.

Now, you just stay out of my way.

Doctor?

How is he, Doctor? Is he gonna be all right?

Well, we don't know, yet. We're still running tests.

Can you tell us what's wrong with him?

Something is causing a muscle paralysis.

Right now we're checking him for spinal meningitis.

It seemed like he had a heart attack,

the way he cramped all up real funny, and then dropped over.

No, there was no evidence of coronary arrest.

It's the same thing that happened to Henry Lewis.

WOMAN: Jane Tornstrum to Obstetrics.

T.C.: So what if it's...

Jane Tornstrum

T.C.: Not either one of them, what do you think it could be?

WOMAN: Jane Tornstrum to Obstetrics.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello?

Uh... This is Thomas Magnum. | talked to you this morning

about a man named Henry Lewis.

Oh, yes, Mr. Magnum.

| was just going over the data on this case.

Did you come up with anything, Doctor?

Well, so far everything looks pretty normal,

except a severely deficient potassium count.

Could he have died from that?

He most certainly could,

especially in combination with exertion of a Surf Ski race.

Well, uh... | don't understand, Doctor.

Why would his potassium level be so low? Was he sick?

Well, there could be a number of reasons,

but most likely, some type of medication,

probably a diuretic to control high blood pressure.

| didn't see any signs of coronary deficiency in the autopsy,

so | don't know why he'd be taking diuretics.

(SOFTLY) Unless he didn't know he was.

Pardon me?

Uh... Nothing. Thanks, Doctor, you're a lifesaver.

Lifesaver?

(LAUGHS)

I'm a coroner.

Check Rick for a potassium deficiency.

What makes you think he would have? Just check him!

Hey, hey, hey, man, where you going? WOMAN: Paging...

I'll be back. George Gluvna.

George Gluvna.

MAGNUM: Some of the things that were going on at the club

might have been coincidence, or just plain accidents,

but Henry's and Rick's ailments were neither.

Of that, | was almost sure.

If | found bottles of diuretics on Sidney Dollinger's nightstand,

he was gonna end up being more than just senile.

(SIGHING DEEPLY)

Mr. Magnum? Where's Mr. Dollinger?

He's sleeping right now.

| have to talk to him. You can't do that.

What do you think you're doing by pushing your way into this house?

| just want to make sure he's taking his medicine.

What?

REPORTER ON TV: ...the names are being withheld, pending notification of family.

One youth was killed, and two seriously...

I'm surprised you have any left, Mr. Dollinger.

REPORTER: ...outside of...

Who is this man?

MAGNUM: Oh, knock it off.

Mr. Magnum.

Oh, yes, he's the man from my club.

Your club, | love it.

So do |.

The only thing you love is that damn piece of real estate, Mr. Dollinger.

What's he talking about?

MAGNUM: What am | talking about?

I'm talking about you trying to bring down the club to get back your land.

I'm talking about you killing people with these pills!

Boy, | bought the whole act the tears, the weak mind, the whole thing.

That's absurd. Mr. Dollinger has done nothing.

And that bit about your daughter, that was a nice touch.

My daughter? What about her?

Has she done something wrong?

Oh, knock off the senility act.

Your daughter's dead, and you know it.

Dead?

RICHARDS ON TV: The land surrounding the club and everyone else...

Well, then, what's she doing on TV?

This man was later identified as Makua Wani,

a kahuna.

Sidney, that's your granddaughter, Christine.

Your daughter, Sarah, is dead

MRS. MACAO: Remember, Sidney?

RICHARDS: ...an old man...

MRS. MACAO: That's your granddaughter, Christine.

RICHARDS: ...and began in Hawaiian, to put a curse...

Christine?

RICHARDS: ...and anyone else associated...

Not Sarah?

As we reported earlier, this man was found dead just a few hours ago

in a burning sugarcane field,

apparently, while running from...

Well, she looks like Sarah.

My mistake, Mr. Dollinger.

RICHARDS: ...claiming to be hired by the club management fo...

Good evening, Mr. Magnum. Would you care to take a drive?

I'd like to talk to you.

I'd prefer to take my own Car, if you don't mind.

Fine.

Wait a minute.

All done?

All done.

ls that the lighter you used to start the backfire in the cane field?

Uh-huh.

Actually, | was trying to tie up a loose end,

but, since you were there, | figured

| might as well kill two birds with one stone.

Three birds, | had a friend with me.

Where are we driving?

Nowhere in particular,

| just wanted to talk to you, and show you something.

All this land belonged to my family.

That is to say, it used to,

until my grandfather decided he was going to be a great humanitarian

and provide for everybody.

Everybody, that is, except his own family.

So, the club land was your last chance for survival, huh?

It's the only piece left.

And you're killing people to get it.

Oh, please, spare the theatrics.

Wars have been fought over land.

| just waged one little battle to provide for something that was rightfully mine.

Tell me, Christine. How did you find time to do it all?

Huh. It really doesn't take too much time to put pills into a bottle.

Henry Lewis, was he just a sacrificial lamb?

Henry was...

Convenient.

| interviewed him at breakfast the morning that you two had the race.

And Rick, was he just convenient, too?

Rick?

Rick was just too good.

He had that whole club almost in the black.

Oh, | couldn't let that happen.

I... | can't break the lease, unless the club is going under.

MAGNUM: So, | guess this is all just to cleanse your soul, huh?

The club is gonna go under.

When it does,

I'm gonna prove that my grandfather is senile.

Then, I'll sell the land to the highest bidder.

You could have a nice piece of what | get.

Forget it.

Do you know how much money I'm talking about?

Millions.

You could have your own Ferrari, your own estate.

You wouldn't have to borrow those things, you know?

You could buy them.

That would take all the fun out of it, Christine.

(LAUGHS) Suit yourself.

So, that's it? You... You're just gonna let me go to the police?

Why not?

All you've got on me is a theory that | gave two men diuretics,

and one of 'em died of it.

There are thousands of people who have access

to the kind of medication my grandfather takes.

It's quite common.

And Makua's dead,

so he can't say that anybody paid him to

make that curse on the club.

Okay, you can make things a little tough for me,

but | can play that game, too.

Before it's over, I'll have you looking like a frustrated private eye,

who's just getting a little too much pressure from a probing reporter.

You can't prove a damn thing.

But, you can.

Yeah.

Picture's probably not much to brag about,

but I'll bet your voice came through loud and clear,

just like a pro.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

MAN: Come on, Murphy!

WOMAN 1: You're almost there!

(CROWD CHEERING)

WOMAN 2: You can do it!

(WHISTLES AND CHEERS)

(CHEERING)

How'd | do?

Fifty-eighth.

Fifty-eighth?

Better than 59th.

Hey, where'd you get all the money?

Bets.

But, | didn't win.

We know. (BOTH LAUGH)

Drinks are on me at the club, everybody!

(LAUGHS)

He didn't bet on me.

| saved his life, and he didn't bet on me?

Hey, Magnum,

you did pretty good.

(MAGNUM GROANS)

58th, isn't even pretty good, Charlie.

Uh...

| was talking about the club, you know?

It's back to normal.

The race is a big success.

Yeah, it's kind of nice to have the place lively, again, huh?

Yeah.

| was beginning to miss the crowd, myself.

So... Turned out to be the news lady?

Yeah.

Old Man Dollinger's granddaughter, huh?

Uh-huh, | guess she was one of the bad powers | had over me, huh?

It could have been. Could have been.

You know, for a while, Charlie, | thought it was you.

Me?

Yeah. You were always around here,

always making some kind of ominous point,

but, then, something about that just didn't feel right.

Maybe some guiding force telling you

a good power, this time.

| don't know, Charlie.

You not believe in covenants, huh?

Well, the romantic in me would like to.

Oh, Charlie, curses, potions,

flashy ruby eyes,

it's fascinating folklore, but it's tough to really believe.

You know what | mean?

Maybe for a Howlie,

it is.