All language subtitles for Magnum P.I. s01e10 We Forget.eng

- You wouldn't ever forget me,
would you, Bobby? - Diane, I love you.

I 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!

[ Man ] What's the matter?
It's not cold. [ Woman ] Bobby, it's cold!

Come on, Diane.
[ Woman Screeches ]

[ Man Talking, Indistinct ]
[ Both Laughing ]

[ Bobby ]
What's the matter? [ Diane Screeches ] Bobby!

Oh, I'm gonna get you.
No. It's cold!

[ Bobby ] Come on, Diane.
Let's go swimming. [ Screeches ]

[ Giggling ]

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, I 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 I just keep thinking that
something's gonna happen to spoil it.

Like what?

I 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 I 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.

Bobby, if something did go wrong,
you wouldn't ever forget me, would you?

Will you just stop it
and listen to me?

I love you, and nothing's
gonna go wrong. I won't let it.

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

I love you, Bobby.

Hey.
[ Chuckles ]

I 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?
Why can't we just get out-- Bobby.

Bobby, I have to go back to the club.
If I don't, Jessie'll be suspicious.

Don't you worry, honey.

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

I swear it.

Come on. Let's go.
Okay.

??[ Car Radio: "Moonlight Serenade'"]

Do you want my jacket?
Mm-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 7 4 degrees,
with only 1 8 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. "

??["Stompin' At The Savoy'"]

??[ Fades ]

Mr. Caine?
Magnum.

I appreciate your
meeting me like this.

Well, to be honest with you, sir, I was
rather flattered. I've never met a justice of the Supreme Court before.

You haven't met one yet.
I haven't accepted the nomination,

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

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

After Robin Masters
recommended you, I, uh,

got some friends
in Washington to pull out your military record.

Makes for pretty good reading.
Personally, I find it rather boring, sir.

Annapolis, class of'67.
Three tours in Vietnam.

Twice wounded.
Mr. Caine, did you come here for my help, or are you trying to get me to re-up?

- I need your help.
- Well, pulling my 201 file isn't exactly a polite way to ask for it.

I had to find out what kind
of a man you were, just how far I could trust you.

The only recommendation
I had was Robin's, and let's face it, he is a novelist.

And you thought
he might've 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 records for something as simple as that.

Magnum, I, uh--

I did lie to Robin.

I want you to find a woman,
a woman who disappeared 40 years ago.

- Forty years?
- And you've gotta find her in the next 2 4 hours.

[ Chuckles ]
As long as it's not something impossible.

I 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 Narrating ]
It sounded like something out of a bad Robin Masters novel.

In fact, for a second,
I thought the whole thing might've been one of Robin's jokes.

But Robert Caine
was a nominee to the Supreme Court,

even if I 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, I 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.

I don't care how long ago it's been.
Diane would never blackmail me.

I don't understand the problem, sir.
Why don't you call the president and accept the nomination?

I don't dare take the chance.

- When's the last time you saw her?
- A few hours before the Japanese...

bombed Pearl Harbor.

Now, that, brah, is what
I call a good-looking wahine.

She sure was.

What do you mean, ""was''?
Is she dead or something? Or something.

[ Man ] I don't think you understand.
I'm John Sculley of the Newport Sculleys.

[ Rick ]
Mr. Sculley, I'm sure in Newport, you make the tide go in and out,

but here at 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 after 6:00.
It requires a jacket here. What about him?

Hey, didn't I tell you
to make all the deliveries in the rear? Right.

I think I understand. How much is it
to join your little club for an afternoon? Don't even try it.

I was gonna buy you one drink,
as a courtesy, at the club. Now I 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.
That's all right. I just didn't wanna see you kill anyone.

Besides, I need your help.
I gotta find her. She used to work Hotel Street.

What club?
Wiki-Wiki.

Wiki-Wiki?
I never heard of it. Well, this was some time ago.

I don't think anybody's
seen her since December. December?

1 941 .
1 94-- 1 941 ?

Aloha.

I'm looking for Maku.
You know him?

What do you want Maku for?
Rick sent me. Thomas Magnum.

Kiki.

Maku's my grandfather.

He's also an old fool.
Boy, that's tough swimming.

I don't know what
he's trying to prove. Swimming to Laie Point and back is 1 0 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.

Hey, brahda,
you married? Me?

No. I'd make a terrible husband.
Huh. All men say that.

Even I say that,
and I have 1 0 children and 43 grandchildren.

But you didn't come
all the way out here just to hear an old man bragging.

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

You don't look like you need any help,
but the best one I got just went in for the beer.

Oh, no. See, you don't understand.
I'm not just lookin' for any woman.

I mean, not that Kiki's any woman.
She's beautiful.

I'm sure she's a special,
sweet girl. Hey, brahda, just kidding. Just kidding.

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

- Did you ever hear
of the Wiki-Wiki Club? - Sure. I was the 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
who worked there before the war? - Hey, brahda, I knew them all.

- You know what I mean.
- How 'bout this one?

Her name was Diane Westmore.
She disappeared in the attack in '41 .

Sorry, brahda.
Don't know her.

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

Lots of girls worked the club.
They come. They go.

Some stay only for couple of days.

How come you looking for her anyways,
somebody been gone that long?

A relative died,
left her quite a bit of money.

Here you are, Papa.

If we want any money around here,
I gotta 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,
maybe I'll have something.

Fair enough. Thanks.
You get some rest, okay?

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

If I like, I can go swim
all the way out there and back again.

Well, you are an old man,

but I love you anyway.

Aloha.
Aloha, Papa.

[ Phone Ringing ]

Mueller.
[ Man Speaking, Indistinct ]

What'd you tell him?
[ Man Continues, Indistinct ]

Okay. I'll tell her.

[ Woman ]
Oh, uh, don't worry about dinner. I may not be back till 1 0:00.

[ Woman #2 ]
Yes, Mrs. Pauley.

Maku just called me.
Oh, how is he?

Worried. Someone just visited him,
looking for Diane Westmore.

[ Magnum Narrating ]
Faced with a tough problem, some people drink. Some eat.

Me, I swim.

I was pretty sure
Maku recognized Diane,

but when he suggested
he call some friends and get back to me,

I decided not to push it.

- [ Barks ]
- Hi, guy.

Where's... Apollo?

Zeus. Apollo. Patrol.
[ Dogs Bark ]

Enjoy your swim?
[ Chuckling ]

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

My, we are suspicious,
aren't we?

I won't give up the Ferrari.
I wouldn't dream of asking you to, old boy.

I won't move
out of the guesthouse. Well, I should bloody well hope not.

And I 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. I 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 good-bye, Higgins,
because the answer is no.

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

- I don't play with amateurs.
- We are all Life Masters.

- Well, then, you're better than I am.
- Magnum, I wouldn't stoop to ask if it weren't a bloody emergency.

- What happened? Your fourth die?
- Yes.

Higgins, uh, I'm sorry.

Look. I was just joking.

I quite understand.

Look. I am on an investigation,
but if I can wrap it up by tomorrow afternoon, I'll play.

Splendid. Now, what can I do
to assist you in your work?

What do you know
about Robert Caine?

Well, only what I've read.

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

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

- Shall I pull some clippings?
- That would be very nice. Thank you.

- But I 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's tomorrow.

What a strange little man.

[ Magnum Narrating ]
I 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 lunch.

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 1 4,

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.I. Bill
and a lucrative practice in New York and so on,

until he was nominated
for the Supreme Court.

[ Engine Revving ]

All the articles read the same:
Robert Caine was an amazing man.

I 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 I 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.

[ Engine Revving ]

Well?
I haven't found her yet.

Well, where are we going?
On the phone, you led me to believe--

That I had a lead?

You remember a bartender
used to work the Wiki-Wiki? Big Hawaiian named Maku?

- No. I don't think so.
Did he know Diane? - He says no, but I think yes.

Are we gonna see him?
No.

How 'bout a piano player
called Tickler?

Well, I remember somebody
at the club who played piano, but I don't recall his name.

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

and nobody there knew you
except Diane.

It was a long time ago.
I told you the club wasn't one of my hangouts.

I met Diane at the beach.
Sure, I knew people, but I don't remember their names, even their faces.

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

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

To jar your memory.

??[ Radio: Distant ]

[ Engine Shuts Off]

- Why'd you bring me here?
- Last place you saw Diane was here.

No, no. The last time I saw Diane
was on the dock. I told you that.

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

And you're not telling me
everything you know. Come on, Mr. Caine.

It's tough enough finding a woman
who disappeared 40 years ago without my own client sandbagging me.

Magnum, there is nothing more
I can tell you that'll help you find Diane.

Nothing.
You just have to believe me.

Now, uh, take me back
to my hotel, please.

[ Engine Starts, Revs ]

??[ Honky-tonk Piano ]

??[ Piano Continues ]

[ Distant Laughter, Chattering ]

[ Door Opens ]

[ Woman ]
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 I like you, Bobby.
I'll let you have her for 1 5.

You haven't got 1 5?
That's too bad. [ Chuckles ]

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

Well, of course you can visit Diane...

for a more reasonable fee
anytime she isn't occupied.

- Dutch is gonna have
to kill me, Jessie. - That's up to you, Bobby.

Bobby, no.
Get in the car.

Diane, get in the car!
No!

[ Man ]
There's a fight.!

- All right, Jessie. I'll stay.
- Sailor!

[ Both Grunting ]

- No. Please.
- Yah! Yah!

[ Yells ]

[ Crying ]
Bobby.

- [ Yells ]
- Dear God. Please.

[ Agonized Yell ]
[ Diane ] Bobby.!

[ Diane Screams ]

Bobby?

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

You killed him!

It's okay.
[ Engine Revs ]

Damn it, you've killed him!

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

[ Magnum ]
I don't know. Something's not right here.

Thanks, Moki.
It's screwy, Rick. Caine's lying. Maku's lying.

- Hell, I'll bet when
I meet this guy Tickler, he'll be lying. - Do me-- 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?

I 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
I can do to help? - [ Rick ] To help?

No. Positive.

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

- Put Magnum's beer on my tab.
- I always do.

- Tomorrow at 3:00?
- I'll try.

Thank you.

You believe that?
You're catching flies, guys.

Give that guy a drink.

??[ Lounge Piano ]

??[ Piano Continues ]

How you doin'?
Oh, 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.
Lot of action. Lot of fun.

Lines for everything.

Even to hear my music.

Times sure have changed.

- She work there?
- [ Tickler ] 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.

I remember when she died.
Lot of people cried.

She died?
That's right.

During the war. The big one.

In a car accident with some flyboy
from Wheeler, I 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 I
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.
I want to, Tickler.

?? [ Piano Stops ]
Well, I'm gonna have to earn it.

?? [ Piano: ""Moonlight Serenade'' ]

??[ Piano Continues, Faint ]

[ Magnum Narrating ] I guess if I hadn't
been so stunned by what Tickler told me, I'd have noticed the tail.

??[ Fades ]
After all, I am a private investigator,

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

But I didn't, because I 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 I 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 I had,
I'd still be drivin' you home.

Can I see her picture?
Sure.

It's hard to tell in this light,
Magnum, but she does look familiar.

It's like I 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,
early 60s by now.

Try and picture her that old,
you know, with white hair, a little heavier.

- [ Gasps ]
- [ Gunfire ]

[ Kiki ] Look out.!
[ Magnum ] Hold on.!

[ T.C. ]
Man, you called me out here for this? I thought you were dead. Excuse me.

[ Magnum ]
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 I know you're broke.

Well, I'll give you gas money.
[ T.C. Scotts ] Gas money.

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

He can't get it into reverse.

Well, see, I 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.

- [ T.C. Laughs ]
You wanna bet? - [ Clanking ]

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

Mm-hmm.
I mean, most guys would try and rip you off, you know?

- Tell you, you had something like a--
- Busted transmission?

Yeah. Somethin'
like that.

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

[ T.C.]
Boy, Higgins is gonna kill you.

No, he won't.

[ Laughs ]

[ Kiki ]
Magnum? Yeah.

I've been doing what you said,
trying to picture her older.

Yeah.
I think I 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, I 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.

Scotch on the rocks.

You said
you knew my late husband.

Well, no, ma'am.
Not the governor. At least not personally.

I knew your first husband--
Bobby.

You know Bobby?
That's right.

Okay, Mr. Magnum,
you know who I was-- or rather, what I was.

So just tell me how much you want,
and I'll decide whether to pay it,

although it'd better not be more
than 50 bucks, because since the governor died,

I 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.

Mrs. 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.

I may have
disagreed with your methods, but I do appreciate...

your having tried
to accomplish the impossible.

I 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.

[ Naval Officer ]
Of the 1, 1 77 sailors and marines killed in action on the Arizona,

1, 1 02 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 seventh of December, 1 941 ,

the first wave of
Kate torpedo bombers came skimming in over Pearl City.

They fanned out
across the harbor at 40 feet and headed straight for battleship row.

[ Payload Whistling ]

[ Diane ]
Bobby? Bobby?

Oh. Ohh!

Ohh.

Oh. Ohh.

I thought you were dead.

All these years
that I thought you were dead.

Diane, what on earth
happened to you?

Well, you just disappeared.

I never left Oahu.
I put you on the Orion. I watched it sail.

W-- I-- I couldn't leave you
to face the police alone.

I got off the Orion
before she weighed anchor.

And then, a couple of hours later,
the Japanese attacked,

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

Bobby, what happened?
Well, I drove up into the hills to the old sugar cane fields...

to watch you sail away.

The Orion was barely
over the horizon when the Japanese attacked.

I realized that almost
all my shipmates on the Arizona must have been killed,

and if I didn't report to someone,
they'd list me as missing in action.

So three days later,
I shipped out...

with some able-bodied seamen
on a cargo ship to the mainland.

Then when I couldn't find you,
I enlisted in the army under the name of Caine.

And you were here
all the time.

All the time.

[ Sighs ]

Sorry. Look. I hate
to break up this reunion,

I 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 1 941 ,
you were Ensign Robert Wicks...

and that the night you and Diane eloped,
there was a hell of a fight.

And how could I tell you that?
That's what I was being blackmailed with.

Diane, whatever
your reasons were--

But-- Uh, Bobby, I didn't know
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.

I never sent a telegram.

And then last night...

I 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.

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 I was going
back to the mainland today to decline the nomination.

I guess I should've known all along
that I never could accept it.

Well, that's all well and good, Mr. Caine,
but somebody took a shot at me.

[ Robert ]
After all these years... still bleeding oil.

That's where I belong,
you know.

If I 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 I could help him.

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

He's my chauffeur.

[ Magnum Narrating ]
It was more ironic than a Robin Masters novel.

She thought he was dead.
He thought she was dead.

And only the chauffeur knew the truth.
He should've been the butler.

I just hoped that Rick didn't get lonely
and start talking.

Hey. You been hackin' long?

You got the sports page.
Could I take a look at it? I wanna see if my horse won yesterday.

It's my first day.
Probably be your last.

Boy, I hope so.
I'm chauffeuring the judge around for this pal of mine.

Hey, let me ask you somethin'.
Don't you get bored just sittin' around here all day?

[ Rick ]
Now what's he tryin' to do?

Rick, stop him!

What?
[ Engine Starting ]

[ Magnum ]
Stop him!

Hey! Hey, wait a minute! Hey!

What the heck is goin' on?
That guy almost ran over my foot. What?

I thought
I'm supposed to be the driver.

Hey!
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.

[ Marine Over Radio ]
Intruding vehicles are black limousines currently headed for Pier 67.

Request assistance. Over.

Security unit five, unit one
reporting pursuit of vehicles on Pier 67.

Hold on!

It's blocked,
and 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.

[ Cards Shuffle ]

- [ Snarling ]
- Ah. Must be him now.

Glad you could join us,
old boy. Thank you.

- I believe you know Mrs. Blackmore.
- Ah, yes. I was very sorry to hear about your husband.

[ Mouthing Words ]

And this is Mrs. Pauley,
the widow of Governor Pauley.

Nice to see you again.
Thank you.

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, yes.

Well, shall we begin?

Uh, Higgins, I think
there's something we should get straight before we start.

Of course. What conventions we play.
We play Kennedy, single Swiss,

jacoby transfer, Michael's cue-bid,
August response to weak twos and DOPI--

in addition to Gerber,
Blackwood and Stayman.

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

I was never on the American team.

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

Higgins, I never said I was.

I'm sure I can learn bridge.
I'm great at poker. What's wild?

[ Chuckling ]

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