All language subtitles for Magnum PI S02e11

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MAGNUM:
As a service member,

you can't help but feel awed

by the USSArizona Memorial,
a symbol

of American heroes who've made
the ultimate sacrifice

in service of their country.

Few of us will ever match
their legacy.

We can only hope
to live up to it.

So, when you're activated
for reserve duty,

you are honored
for the chance to do that.

Morning, Wingard.Lieutenant.

How's the surfing going?

Not too bad. I just caught
an eight-second barrel

out at Pipeline the other day.

Eight seconds. Nice.

It's a nice set
of wheels you got here.

Where'd you, uh, steal her from?

[laughs]:
Hold on.

What makes you think
she isn't mine?

[laughs]

Ah, well...

Good one, Lieutenant.

[knock on door]

Come in.[door opens]

Captain Greene.

Lieutenant Magnum.Take a seat,

Magnum.

Got to say, I'm a
little surprised.

[chuckles]: Last time we, uh,
sat down, it was a little tense,

so I just want to say...You're being activated

for a special operation.

Need you to snatch
and grab Marwan Hayek.

Hayek.

He's resurfaced again, huh?We got HUMINT

that says he might be holed up
in the Triple Frontier.

Now, in case
your geography's rusty...

That's the no-man's-land between
Brazil, Paraguay and Argentina.

One of the most lawless
areas on the planet.

I suppose if I was a
fugitive arms dealer,

it wouldn't be a
bad place to hide.

Apparently,
Hayek's still dealing weapons.

Let me guess. You want me to
go down there under the guise

of purchasing weapons
and snatch Hayek?

Using your old cover
as an arms broker.

Infiltrate him just like
you did in Afghanistan.

Hopefully, this time,
he won't slip away.

I'm gonna need a team.You got one.

CIA case officer
from Ground Branch

and a DIA weapons analyst
to help sell your approach.

That sounds great, but I was
thinking Rick and TC could be...

Out of the question.

Sir, we've done ops
like this before.

I don't know who these guys are.

I don't-- I can't,
I can't trust...

Magnum, the answer is no.

Everything's already in motion.
Understood?

Understood, sir.

Magnum, this op's top secret,
waived and unacknowledged.

No backup.

And if it's blown,
we'll deny it.

So if you're caught...

I know.

I'm on my own.

♪

♪ Upbeat, feel good

♪ I'm upbeat...

[laughter][Higgins speaking indistinctly]

[whoops]Ah! Fail.

KUMU:
Oh, well.

So, what's the assignment, TM?

You know I can't talk about it.

Oh, that means
it's either really secret

or really embarrassing.

Yeah, and he's not
on Greene's good side,

so I got a feeling he might be
peeling a whole lot of potatoes

on somebody's battleship.

Oh, it's definitely not that.

It's not dangerous, is it?

No, it's just navy protocol.

We can't talk about it,
that's all.

It's not a big deal.KUMU:
Well,

just as long as you're safe.

I'm fine. Higgy.

Can I talk to you?Mm-hmm.

♪ Out of sight
and out of mind... ♪

RICK:
Come on, Kumu.See if you can do any better.

So, about our open cases...Yeah.

We still owe Ms. Davis an update
on the background check.

We also need to look into the
missing money from Mr. Cho's

checking account. The bank's
not helping out with that.

Okay, but as far as I recall,

you said you were
gonna take that one.

How long are you planning
on being away?

It's just if I can't
get to it soon.

Something tells me that
this reserve duty assignment

is a far bigger deal
than you're letting on.

No, it's not. Trust me.

TILL:
Gracias.

Five-dollar whiskey.
Wish me luck.

Tastes like toilet water.

You'd think
with all the drugs,

kidnappings, and whatever else
they got going on around here,

they'd have
a better single malt.

Beats the wine in Kandahar.

Ain't exactly Napa,
right, Till?

I'm guessing you spent time
in Afghanistan.

Fair share.

You had to have known Rodgers.

He's another Agency
guy who was stationed

out there for a while.
We actually had

a couple ops together.
He's a good dude.

Look, we here to reminisce
about Afghanistan,

or can we actually
get down to the plan?

Okay. So, I got word
to Hayek through channels

that I'm looking to make an
arms purchase for a client,

and he got back to us,
saying he's open

to make a deal.
[coughing]

Sorry.

As far as Hayek's concerned,

Mr. Till and I are part
of your team?

Yeah, he finds the
clients for my business,

and you are the one who is

the weapons expert
who inspects those weapons

on behalf of the clients.

Hayek will send last-minute
instructions on where to meet.

Sounds very security-conscious.

MAGNUM: That's how he's
managed to stay on the run

for all these years.

But once we get this location,
we'll case the joint quickly

and then figure out the
best way to snatch him up

and get him to the
extraction point.

Got a plane waiting
for us here.

It's a remote airstrip.
Very secure.

Okay.

Curtis.

Doing okay, buddy?Yeah.

I'm sorry. I just haven't been
undercover in a while.

I mean, I've been on lots
of missions. Just, you know,

not recently.
[chuckles]

[sighs]
Geez, it's hot.

Are you hot?Are you kidding me?

Curtis is gonna
get us killed.

Look, you're a real-life
weapons expert.

All right? Just be yourself.

Everything will be fine.[phone rings]

Oh, gosh.

Hello.

Yeah.

Okay.

Hayek's men are out front.

Right now?

Yeah.

Sefu.

Been a while.

Get in.
And put these on.

Hayek said he was
sending us an address.

Well, change of plans.

You guys know who I am.

A-Are those things
really necessary?

They are if you want
to meet the boss.

This wasn't...
wasn't the plan.

I have a fear
of enclosed spaces.

I...Is there a problem here?

Uh, no, not at all.
He's-he's a weapons analyst.

Doesn't get out much.

But he will be fine, trust
me. You're gonna be fine.

I'm also gonna need your phones.

[Curtis wheezes]

Can, uh, we get those back
aft...?

Guess not.

Now get in, boys.

MAGNUM:
I'll take

a, uh, medium unless
you got half sizes.

No? All right.

SEFU:
Let's go.

Get in.

[engine starts]

I did what you asked.

Now I want my son.

Where is he?

David. Are you okay?Come on, let's go.

They didn't hurt
you, did they?No. What's going on?

Don't worry about it.

It's all over now.

Just come to me.

Come on.

Run, David, run!

DAVID:
Dad!

[panting]

[grunts]

I'm three minutes out.

Have a trauma team stand by.

MAN:
Copy that.
We'll be ready for you.

Hang in there, David.

[elevator bell chimes]

KATSUMOTO:
You know what this is about?
TC wouldn't say.

Just that it's some
kind of emergency

involving Magnum's former
commanding officer.

Excuse me, Captain.

[crying]

This is Juliet Higgins.

Detective Gordon Katsumoto.

What's happened?

The captain lost his son.

I'm so very sorry
for your loss.

Is there anything
that we can do?

Can we talk somewhere
in private?

Of course.

Please.

A few days ago, my son
was abducted by two men.

They promised
they'd release him

if I sent Magnum on a suicide
mission in the Triple Frontier.

But they never intended

to keep their word.

Instead,
I was lured into a trap.

I shot both of them dead.

But my son David got hit
in the cross fire.

On my way here,

I tried calling Magnum
to warn him,

but he never picked up.

Which means that Magnum
could already be in danger.

You son of a bitch!

How could you do that to Thomas?

That man served under you.

They had my boy.

KATSUMOTO:
These guys who took your son--

who were they?
I don't know.

I only know that
they worked on behalf

of a man called Ivan.

The dude responsible
for the raid

on Robin's Nest
a few months back?

He wanted to know the identity
of the Navy SEAL that

the White Knight novels were
based on and-and details

from operations
mentioned in the novels.

You have any idea who he is?

No one does.

Ivan's been on the intel
community's radar for years,

but no one's ever even
seen his face-- he's a ghost.

Operates in the shadows.

Why'd he want Thomas
for this mission?

They never said.

I'll look into the men
who abducted your son.

Okay?

See if we can get any leads.

If Thomas pulls off
this op, then what?

I mean, given the trap
that Ivan's boys laid

for the captain, it doesn't seem
like he's a fan of loose ends.

Which means that
as soon as Magnum

has completed this mission...

...it's very likely that
Ivan will have him killed.

Follow me.

Hayek's waiting inside.

We still have
a mission to complete.

With no guns, no plan,
and no idea where we are.

Yeah.

We'll improvise.

Grab Hayek when we can
and get him to the airstrip.

CURTIS:
How?

There are guards
everywhere.

Yeah, I know.

I saw two guys
at the front gate.

I see at least three guys
walking the perimeter.

I'm sure Sefu and his guys
never leave Hayek's side.

Just got to figure out a way
to separate them from him.

If we can grab Hayek,
how do we escape?

I mean, they got
eyes on everything.

Wait right here.

The guards and cameras have
pretty much every area covered,

except for that
area over there.

The SUV in the carport's
gonna be our best bet

for a ride
out of here,

if we hotwire that
car fast enough.

Assuming we can
even get to it.

Hayek's got to have
a lot more

around this place than
just security guards.

Like a whole lot
of security sensors.

MAGNUM:
We'll figure it out.

If Hayek's the control freak
that I know him to be,

his security system
probably runs

to a computer
in his office.

Just got to find a
way to get in there

and hack into it.

Oh, is that all?

Showtime, boys.

Let's go.

SEFU:
Take a seat.

[footsteps approaching]

Hayek, where's the hug?

Where's
the love?

Our last deal in Kabul
didn't go exactly as planned.

MAGNUM:
What are you talking about?

I bought a truckload
of surface-to-air missiles.

You got paid.

And the Afghan
military officials

that pilfered them
from the armory

on our behalf were arrested.

You wouldn't happen to know
anything about that, would you?

They went after me, too,
all right?

Somebody ratted me out.

I had to go into hiding,

get a whole
new team.

And, conveniently,
here you are.

With an answer for everything.

How did you two meet?

In Kandahar,

drinking crappy
homemade wine,

while I was working
for the CIA.

Ah...
[chittering]

Brave man.

Confessing he's CIA.

FormerCIA.

Threw away years
of my life for a country

that never gave a rat's ass
about me or what I did for it.

So, when I got a chance to make
some real money, I took it.

Now, I could go on
talking about myself,

but unless you want to date me,

all you need to know
is that I bring in

clients who want to buy weapons.

Lots of them.

And you?

[stammers]

I m-met...

Yeah, clearly, public speaking
is not his thing.

Or maybe

there's other reasons
for him to be nervous.

Y-You know what,

Hayek?

You got us.

We're here
on a snatch-and-grab mission

so important to the
United States government

that they put an untrained
weapons specialist on it.

Go ahead, tell
him, Curtis.

Tell him who we are.

Just tell him we're spies.

It's okay,
go ahead.

We are. He's right,
I'm sorry. Don't kill us.

[laughing]

Can we talk business?

What are you looking for?

Predator attack drones.

Lucky for you, I have several.

I can provide one for you
to look at tomorrow.

Perfect.

Guess we'll head back to the
hotel, come back in the morning.

Oh, that's
a long drive.

You can spend the night here.

I insist.

Sounds good.

HIGGINS:
Okay.

Thank you so much. Just let me
know if you hear anything.

Someone you worked with
at MI6?

Yeah, he does security work
for companies

operating
in the Triple Frontier.

He put the word out for Magnum,

but no one's seen him.[phone rings]

Gordon.

Yeah, yeah, I'll tell
Icepick that you said hi.

Thanks,
got to go.

None of Ice's contacts down
there have anything on Thomas.

None of the vets we know
in the area have any leads.

Okay, that was Katsumoto.

The two men that Greene killed,
they were hired guns.

They both received wire payments

from an untraceable
offshore account.

And let me guess,
all the calls that Ivan made

were from burner phones?

Afraid so--
it's impossible to trace.

He's been careful
to cover his tracks.

That coffee's cold.
I'll throw on a fresh pot.

Thanks, Kumu.
Thanks.

Look, this thing
with the phones isn't working.

All right, we need
boots on the ground.

We got to fly down there
ourselves and find Thomas.

Yeah, we could beat some bushes.

It might be our best chance
of finding Magnum.

Okay, I'll organize transpo.

Robin's got the private jet

we can use.
Let's do it.

[men speaking Spanish]

Okay.

We're gonna have to get into
Hayek's security system tonight.

And how do you propose
we do that?

Curtis.

I'm not sure he's
gonna be much help.

He's gonna have to be.

Look, we need somebody

with electrical
engineering knowhow

that can access
the security system

that I'm hoping
is in Hayek's office.

Look, it's not gonna be
as easy as picking a lock.

Once we're inside,
we'll have access

to everything
that system controls.

TILL:
You got this, Curtis?

[sighs]

[clears throat]

I can, I can do it.

[clears throat]

There you go.

♪

[door opens]

[door closes]

You okay?

Yeah.

I just got a thing
about getting shot.

Tell me about it.

♪

Is this it?

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

What is it?

Magnetic security sensor.

How do we get past it?

[clicks tongue]

As long as both magnets
stay in contact...

...the alarm won't trigger.

Give me a hand.

Nice work.

This computer's
probably encrypted

with high-level
security software.

It's gonna take me a minute.

Wait, h-hold on.
I know this is your thing,

but just give me a second,
I want to try something.

Unbelievable.

What?

It's the same password
the last time

I infiltrated
Hayek's organization.

Remind me to thank
that lazy bastard.

Hey, guards are patrolling
this floor.

How much longer?

Almost there--
I'm just setting a time

for the security system
to shut down in the morning.

Everything okay?

I had no idea Hayek
was such a Shakira fan.

You know, it...

it kind of reminds me
of the last time Rodgers and I

infiltrated this Taliban cell.

We raided their stash,

and all we found was a bunch
of pirated Neil Diamond CDs.

I'm sure you heard about that
in the Agency, right?

Yeah, word got around.

Are you done yet?

The guards are heading
downstairs.

Yeah, I'm almost done.

Let's go.

We appreciate
your offer to help.

Realize this could cost you
your job.

Can't worry about
that right now.Have you thought about

how this is gonna play with
the brass if they find out

that you used sick days
to go on a possibly illegal,

possibly
treaty-violating,

and most definitely
covert operation?

Frankly, I don't give a damn
how it plays with the brass.

You normally do.

You're right,
but we have a friend

who might die
if we don't do something.

Friend?

Don't tell him I said that.

[car horn honks]

You guys expecting
somebody else?

No.

Is that...?

[car door opens]

[car door closes]Thanks.

You got room on that bird
for one more?

Shammy, no.

Look, you have no idea
how dangerous this might get.

Thanks, but I think I do.

And every mission always
needs logistical support.

Plus, I've always wanted

to fly private, even if
it might be to my own death.

Maybe all of our deaths.

All right? This is
the Triple Frontier.

No permission, no jurisdiction.

And you've got a kid.

I understand the risk.

Yeah, same here.

Well, I suppose we could
stand here all evening, arguing

about whether it's worth risking
our lives to save Magnum.

We all know the answer.

So,

everyone free to board.

[chickens clucking]

Okay, this is the last place
that Magnum's phone was pinged.

Why did he turn it off?

Perhaps someone else did
the honors for him,

and that someone else

took him elsewhere.

He may have seen something.

Hey.

Yeah, I saw him.

He and two other guys took off
with some bad dudes.

Yeah, you speak English.

Been watching American TV
my whole life.

Murder, She Wrote;

Dukes of Hazzard.

"You dipstick!"
Love that one.

God bless '80s television, huh?

RICK:
So you think

a spy satellite picked up the
SUV that Thomas drove away in?

I'd be surprised if one didn't.

And you get access
to these satellites through MI6?

Not officially.

SHAMMY:
So you're, like,

hacking into their system?

Can we not talk
about how illegal this is?

[beeps]Okay, I have an image.

RICK:
And there's our boy.

Okay, I'm gonna fast-forward it
to see where they took him.

Okay, it appears to be nothing
but a single-lane unpaved road

until we get to this compound

about 180 kilometers
north of here.

Must be where Hayek is holed up.

Which means
Magnum may be well on his way

to completing the mission.

It could take hours
to drive there.

By which time
it might be too late.RICK: Well,

I might know someone
that could get us there

in a fraction of the time.

Come on.

Down here? You know a guy?

Shammy, it's me.

Well, this ought to
do the trick, right?

Dude, it's
a drug-smuggling bird.

Disguised
as a medical relief chopper,

which, I have to admit,
is pretty clever.

[laughing]: Yeah.Rick, who exactly
are we borrowing this from?

You know what? It's probably
better you don't ask.

For the record,
I was never here.

Guys, we are
in the Triple Frontier.

Okay? You can't just go
to a rent-a-helo down here.

Okay, now if anybody has

a better idea where
to find a chopper, speak up.

Uh-huh. That's
what I thought.

Now, my guy
also threw in

a couple of guns.

Who wants a rifle? Huh?

I got an AK

for you, and I got
an AK for you.

And I got an AK
for you, Sham.

Oh, yeah.There you go.

Who wants to party?

Your analyst might not
be much of a talker,

but he's a damn
good pilot.

[whirring down]

Hardware checks out.

Shall we discuss terms?

I'd be happy to...
in private.

Private? It's the
middle of the jungle.

Exactly.

Perfect place to hide
a directional microphone

and eavesdrop on us.

You're serious?Yeah.

You forget what happened
in Afghanistan?

You never know
who's watching or listening.

Can't afford
to take that risk.

Let's talk in my office.

That's secure.

Great flying.
Thanks.

Must have spent a lot of
time at Holloman, huh?

Air Force Base.
Drone training?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Sorry, I spaced
for a second.

Must still be
in flight mode. [chuckles]

Fine. Don't
worry about it.

The only thing I
remember about Holloman

was, uh, Sally's
Cheesesteaks.

Great food, terrible
service. Am I right?

[chuckling]:
Yeah, pretty awful.

Man.

Don't know why
I'm so nervous still.

Don't worry about it.

You're doing great.

We're almost done.

Hey, Hayek?

Anybody ever tell you

that, uh,
you have impeccable taste?

Many, usually right before they
ask me for a discount in price,

but I'm sure you would never
play me like that.

Me? Come on, man. Never.

[grunting]

[groaning]

Yell and you die.

Find something to gag him with.

[muffled yelling]

[garbled radio transmission]

They heard you bust that window.

They're coming.

I'm almost there. Just keep
an eye out, both of you.

[engine not turning over]

[engine starts]

Son of a bitch!

[engine revving]

[muffled]:
What are you doing?

What are you doing?!

I was supposed to snatch you up,
along with two other guys

who aren't who they say
they are, kind of like you.

What are you talking about?I know

you're an informant for the U.S.
government. I saw the e-mails.

Who put you up to this?

I don't know.

Probably the same guys
you're ratting out to the Feds.

[engine sputtering]

Let's go. Come on.

Our gas tank's shredded.

So what now?

We're gonna have to
move on foot. And fast.

They're gonna be
hunting us.

Come on.

Hide, hide.

MAGNUM:
Those aren't my men.

Where'd their backup come from?

Till probably called 'em in

to attack
your compound.

So they can probably
guess where we're headed.

Yeah. Where's the
next closest town?

It's in the other direction,
and it's twice as far.

Got to get moving, come on.

I guess someone forgot
to unload this one.

You think we should toss it?What, are you crazy?!

They'll throw youout
of the helicopter for that!

Okay, relax.
I'll put it back.

Just stow it somewhere safe.

We're approaching the compound.

High-caliber rounds.

Looks like they were
overwhelmed with firepower.

Whoever did this was
not messing around.

Anything?

No sign of Magnum, but
Rick found a few more bodies.

HIGGINS:
Well, this is interesting.

You got something?Hmm.

Tire tracks,
petrol on the ground.

Someone left in a hurry
with a leaky tank.

Probably the result
of gunfire.

They tried really hard
to stop whoever it was.

You thinking Magnum?

Something tells me
he got away,

and now
he's somewhere out there.

I just realized
I have no idea who you are

or why you're doing this.

You could've just left me
behind, and you didn't. Why?

It wasn't the
mission, that's why.

You say you were set up.
There's no more mission.

I'm not in the habit of
leaving people behind.

You must be a solider.

I was a sailor.

And now?

[shushes]
What?

[whirring]You hear that?

It's a drone.
Get under the trees!

[chirping]

[hooting]

Got him!

[gun clicks]

Where's Hayek?

I lost him.

Tends to happen when
you're running for your life.

You want to play games?

Why not?
That's what you've been doing

for whoever you're working for.

He works for me.

Curtis.

You can call me... Ivan.

You're the one who sent
the mercs to Robin's Nest.

Why?I needed you
for the mission.

You're the only man alive who
could ever get close to Hayek.

The only one who
could get me access.

That's why you wanted the
identity of the White Knight.

One of the books
is how I infiltrated Hayek

in Afghanistan.

I couldn't have pulled
it off without you.

[chuckles]

Well, I'm glad
I could be of help.

No, no,
you exceeded expectations.

Even figured us out.

And I can't say
I'm surprised,

you being a
detective and all.

Tell me how you did it.

Well, once I found out
Hayek was playing for Team USA,

I figured
you guys probably weren't.

I mean, why would we go after
one of own informants?

So you tested our cover stories.

There was no Neil Diamond
fiasco, was there?

No.

I suppose there's no
Sally's Cheesesteaks either?

No, but there is
a Charley's Cheesesteaks,

and the food and service
are actually pretty great.

You got to try the craft beers.

I'll check it out sometime.

What's your beef with Hayek?

And don't tell me
you can't say,

because I've told you
pretty much everything.

Just wouldn't be fair.

I need to know
what he told the FBI

'cause it could compromise

a significant part
of my operations.

Okay. Go on.

I'll leave it at that for now.

But I do admire
your attempt to stall.

So,

where's Hayek?

Look, I don't know.

He probably died in the blast.

No, he didn't.

I made sure that blast
wasn't a direct hit

because I need him alive.

Now, I'm guessing you
hid him somewhere here.

So why don't you
tell us where he is,

save yourself a lot of pain.

One of your mercs
tortured my friend

and scared the hell out
of another one.

I'm not gonna help you.

Yes, you will.

Eventually.

In fact,

he'll hurt you to the point
where you're begging me

to kill you.

He's all yours.

[blows landing]

[grunts]

[grunts, pants]

I admire your fight.

I really do.[panting]

I'm gonna give you
one last chance

before we take this
to the "losing fingers

one by one" stage.

Now,

where is he?

Please, don't hit me anymore.

[exhales]

I'll tell you
what you want to know.

I'm pretty sure
I saw...

a foot by that tree.

And there's an arm over there
by the creek.

[chuckles]

Wipe that smile

off his face.

Oh, come on, man.

[grunts]

[panting]

I thought you were done
with the punching part.

As you wish.

Time to get real.

[helicopter blades whirring]

You think
he called for help?

Without comms,
how could he?

[grunting]

Get him!

♪

[grunts]

What the hell are
you doing here?

Saving your ass.

You're welcome.

[grunts]

Higgins!

[gunshot][grunts]

You, too?

As much as I don't like you,
Magnum,

it was my duty to help.

How the hell did you find me?

Predator blast alerted us
to your location.

And Gordon and I came
to find you on foot.

The others are with the helo,
occupying Ivan's men.

Helo?

It's a loaner.

Amazing. Even down here,
Rick knows a guy.

[gunfire in distance]

We should go.

We can't leave without Hayek.

He's a government asset.
We got to take him with us.

Lead the way.

Come on.

TC, they're trying to flank us
on the north side.

We got this, brother.

[grunts]

Shammy, you got five
trying to take the chopper!

[shouts]

[shouts]

[grunts]

Come on.

Let's go. Move.

♪

Is that Ivan?

MAGNUM:
Yeah.

HIGGINS:
What's that in the van?

It's the drone.

Get away from the chopper!

Shammy!

♪

Come on.

[grunts]

Shammy, you gotta move!

[grunting]

[flames crackling]

You guys okay?

I think so.

RICK:
Oh, no.

This is bad.

This is very, very, very bad!

Whose chopper is that?

Oh, no one.

Just a vicious,
powerful drug lord

that probably won't care
that we destroyed that chopper.

I got to go into hiding.
TC, the bar is yours.

No, it's not.
You're good.

You told me to
stow this away

someplace safe.
So I did.

Returning this brick
is the only way

he's ever getting over the loss
of that chopper.

You're like
a real-life drug mule.

You know what, don't
worry about it, TC.

Shammy, I could
kiss you right now.

Tempting but I'm gonna pass.

[door opens]

[door closes]

I assume
they debriefed you, sir.

They did.

I told 'em everything.

Then I resigned my commission.

I am truly sorry for
what I did to you, Magnum.

I understand why you did it,
sir.

I don't know
if you know this, but...

your son was one of the first
people that I led into battle.

He didn't disappoint.

He was a good man
and a good soldier.

I'm sorry for your loss, sir.

Thank you.

For what it's worth,

you make me

and our country very proud.

I appreciate that.

I'll see you, Magnum.

Sir.

♪

[exhales]

[bottle opens]

[cap clinks]

Oh, looks like you're forgetting
who got the helo.

Oh, and looks like
you're forgetting who flew.

[laughter]

Copy that.Guys, look,

I'm appreciative
of both of you, okay?

Equally.

Cheers.

[bottles clinking]

[ringing]RICK: Cheers.

♪ It's feeling like my life

♪ Is finally mine

Hey, guys. It's Juan.Juan.

Hola, guys.

Hey, Katsumoto.

How's it going, Juan?

Thanks so much for the DVDs.

Walker, Texas Rangermight be
my favorite show of all time.

[chuckling]I'm glad.

Figured it was time you worked
your way into the '90s.

I know that face.

What's wrong?

Ivan went through a hell of a
lot of trouble to get to Hayek.

First he had to figure out
who the White Knight was.

Then he had to get me
to the Triple Frontier.

And at the end of the day,
he didn't get to Hayek.

Something tells me
that this isn't over.

Ivan's got something
bigger planned,

and we have no idea
when he's gonna strike next.

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