All language subtitles for Magnum P.I. s02e21 The Ziller Story.eng

Name's Elmo Ziller,
and I poke from Hondo, Texas.

I got it.
It's the heat.

You making fun?

Elmo is
my half brother.

What the hell
are you trying to pull?

I wanna pull
your mustache.

You wanna what?

Are you both
joining the band?

Higgins,
we're undercover.

How many times
do we have to kill a guy?

Till you
get it right!

Let her rip.

Here, time to earn
your bones, kid.

Huh?
You slow in the head?

This is your
initiation.

I thought you were
gonna do...

You thought wrong.
Hurry up.

Now.

Well, give me that.

Here.

Come on.

Check him.

You can do that,
can't you?

I think he's dead.

You sure?

He looks dead.

Well, you will be, too,
if you don't come on.

Every day in the tropics
is part illusion.

Rain clouds are
actually rainbows,

the perfect wave
breaks into a riptide.

A conviction of immortality
grows out of the endless summer.

What I should have remembered
is that illusion is always dangerous.

But on a perfect morning
on the beach,

who could remember fate?

♪ Where seldom is heard
a discouraging word ♪

♪ And the skies
are not cloudy all day ♪

What the...

♪ Home, home on the range ♪

♪ Where the deer
and the antelope play ♪

♪ Where seldom is heard
a discouraging word ♪

Hey! Hey!

♪ And the sky ♪♪

Hey, hey, pardner.

Hey, sorry
to bust in like this

but your door was unlocked

and I saw your guitar
here, so...

Higgins,
what is this?

It's too early
for Halloween.

Name's Elmo Ziller,
and I poke from Hondo, Texas.

Just 'cause I busted
your place, young fella,

that ain't no cause
for you to...

Oh, no. No, no, thank you.
But you go right ahead.

I got it.

I got it.
It's the heat.

Too much time
in the garden without a hat.

You makin' fun?

'Cause where I come from,
that ain't funny.

Right.

Right.
I got it now.

Howdy...

No, I can do it.
I can do it.

Here we go.

Howdy, pardner.
You just ride into town?

Somebody told me
you was a pretty good old detective.

Terrific. I ain't had a
rustlin' case all year.

I guess I been
steered wrong. No!

So if you'll
excuse me...

No, don't mosey.

You just make
yourself to home.

Pour yourself
some rotgut.

Chew some tobacco.

See, I'm headin' up
to the ranch house to see Higgins.

So you just be still
and stay right there.

I love the mustache.

Higgins!

You aren't here,
are you, Higgins?

You're down
in my guesthouse acting like...

Magnum, please.

Hoot Gibson.

I can't imagine
that all this racket is absolutely necessary.

I gotta hand it to you,
Higgins, you changed pretty fast.

I beg your pardon.

Come on,
how'd you do it?

I say, Magnum,
are you quite all right?

Oh, don't get
regimental on me, buckaroo.

You "poke from Hondo, Texas,"
remember?

I see.

In your own crude way,
you've explained yourself.

Explained?
Nothing's explained.

You have met,
as it were, Elmo.

Elmo?

Oh, be a good chap
and help me out with my gear.

Higgins.

Higgins!

What is going on?

It is a melancholy
but inevitable fact

that all great families
are burdened with

what can be most delicately
described as...

Right in there
will do nicely.

Higgins,
who is Elmo?

Lmpossible though
it may be

for someone of
your limited imagination to absorb,

Elmo is my
half brother.

Now,

for the next two weeks,
I'll be taking my vacation,

staying on the other side
of the island

at a lovely
residential hotel.

I've written down
all the mundane details

including some
rather specific instructions regarding the lads' diet.

Hold it.

Hold it right there.

No one is going anyplace
until I get a thorough explanation.

Coexistence in even remotely
the same environs with Elmo

is aesthetically corrupting
and intellectually life-threatening.

You, however,
are a perfect match,

which is why I recommended
that he hire you

when he came to me
with his appalling story.

Now, driver,
out the gate.

Higgins.

Elmo!

And the best part is,

when he comes out
as Higgins

in his house,

I was sure I could see
this little line of glue

where he'd put on
the big mustache.

What'd you say
this guy's name was?

There is no
"this guy," Rick.

Don't you know...

Elmo.

"Elmo Ziller-l-poke-
from-Hondo, Texas."

Hey, man, why would Higgins
go through all the trouble

to dress up like a cowboy
and then wear a fake...

Guys, listen to me.

It's some kind of
practical joke.

Some kind of trick
to get even, you know,

for some kind of
imagined insult or something.

Yeah. Well, it's a pretty
expensive joke. Listen to this:

"Opening Tuesday.

"Starring for three days only.

Bronco Elmo's Authentic
Death-defying Texas Rodeo and..."

"Authentic Texas Rodeo
and Old West Roundup.

$25,000
first prize."

Maybe Elmo wants you
to wrestle a bull.

That would be
death-defying enough for me to pay $25,000.

Guys, I'm telling you.
This is some kind of a...

Hi.
Hi.

Excuse me, I'm looking for
Thomas Magnum, the investigator.

This is the place.

See what I mean?
He doesn't give up.

Hi.
Hi.

I'm Rick.
Hi, Rick.

This is T.C.

Hello, T.C.
Howdy.

And this guy
with the grin on his face

is the investigator
Thomas Magnum.

Hi.

Can I get you
something cold to drink? Oh, great.

I had a roundup breakfast,
but that was at 5:30 this morning.

Oh, listen,

you know, your accent is
really very good.

Are you in drama
at the university?

Come on, you can tell us.
The joke's over.

I guess the joke's on me.

Oh, no, don't look at me.

I'm still trying to get over
"roundup breakfast."

Don't pay any attention
to him.

Too much time watching
helicopter blades going around, Miss...

Lexi. Lexi Ziller.

And even though
I come from a town

with two gas stations
and one house,

I don't want you to think
I'm a hick.

I've been to lots of cities
with the rodeo,

and I know
I gotta pay cash money

for a private investigator.

Good grief. That's more money
than this investigator's ever seen.

T.C.

Look, Lexi,
or whatever your name is,

why don't you cut this out now
before anybody gets their feelings hurt.

Why don't you just
go to Higgins

and tell him you did your part
but it didn't work out.

It's $750 from my
barrel racing money from this spring.

And look,
if you're not gonna help me, you say so now

so I can find somebody else,
'cause my daddy needs help real bad.

Okay. Why don't you just
tell us what the problem is?

Marcella, my stepmother,

the meanest woman to
ever draw breath in Nevada.

She tried to kill Elmo?

How'd you know?

Oh, come on, guys.
Cut it out.

Man, it don't hurt
to listen to the story. Just be cool.

Because if you're volunteering
to help, I know it's a joke.

An elaborate,
vicious practical joke,

and I'm not buying it,
thank you very much.

Well, Thomas.
Hey, hey!

Come on.
Give this kid a break.

I can spot a con
a mile away just like this,

and she's legit.

I saw Mr. Magnum today.

I think he's
gonna take the case.

It bothers me,
though.

He seems like
such a decent man.

But in a couple of days,
if our plan works,

this will be all be over,
won't it?

Yup.

I know what you're thinking,
but this time you're wrong.

Higgins was up to
something,

but as long as I knew
he was trying to trick me,

I was ok, right?

It's only when you don't know
you're involved in a practical joke

that you're in danger.

Excuse me, I'm... I'm looking
for Elmo Ziller.

Bronco's just
sitting down for breakfast.

Thank you.

Of course, if I'd remembered
about the danger of illusion

maybe I wouldn't have been
quite so confident.

Mornin', Elmo.

Mind if I join you?

You gonna talk smart?

Your daughter tried
to hire me yesterday to protect you.

I just couldn't take the job
without talking to you first.

Had your breakfast?

No.

What are you eating?

Chili and scrambled eggs
on sourdough pancakes.

Needs more hot sauce, though.

What the hell
are you trying to pull?

I wanna pull
your mustache.

You wanna what?

Daddy, what's
going on here?

This Hawaiian detective
tried to pull my mustache.

I just wanna
see if it's real.

You look so much like...

Who?

Jonathan?

Well,

I see you ain't
gonna take me serious till you got some proof.

Tell them to put Lightning
in the chute.

Daddy, not Lightning.

You heard me.

Higgins.

Elmo,

could you just tell me
who's trying to kill you?

You workin' for me?

Yes. Yes.
I'm on the case!

Now can you tell me?

Your daughter
mentioned something about your wife, Marcella.

Come on.

Hey, Dan, stick my guns
in the trailer, will you?

Three or four months ago,

a couple varmints
bushwhacked me outside El Paso.

You mean they
tried to kill you?

Well, three shots
through the windshield

before the truck
turned over, caught fire.

What happened?

You mean,
after they left me for dead?

Damn fools. All I had
was a busted leg.

You got picked up?

I walked back to town,
of course.

You walked back
to town on a...

How far?

Five miles by road,
but I cut across the desert

'cause I didn't
want them to spot me,

so come closer to ten.

Higgins.

Higgins,
listen to me.

However you're doing this,

why ever you're playing
this game with me,

stop it right now.
Don't ride this.

Are you ready, boys?

Look, I know your pride,
but you can quit right now and...

Let her rip.

I'm sorry.

It makes me
really nervous.

I mean, it's... it's crazy
at his age doin' something like that.

Oh.

Marcella.

Lexi, honey.
How are you? Mmm.

I have been looking
for you for months.

Well, two seconds earlier
and you could have seen Daddy ride.

He's still a champ.

That's not Elmo.

Lexi, why are you
doing this to me?

Doing what,
Marcella?

Tormenting me
like this.

Honey, everybody knows
that your daddy is dead.

Now, denying it
is not gonna to help.

Now I've spoken to
a very good doctor about you.

He says
that if you'll just admit

that that wonderful man
is gone...

That wonderful man

is gone to the stables.

Why don't you go
see for yourself?

He is dead.

Nobody could have lived
through that burning truck.

God bless his soul.

Elmo did.

And there aren't gonna be
any more accidents.

This here's Thomas Magnum,
the famous investigator.

Howdy.

He's protecting Daddy
while we're here.

As a matter of fact,
Marcella,

why don't you
buy a ticket?

You can see him
any night you want.

The show's not folding?

No. We're a big success.

The new equipment's
payin' off.

We even have a TV deal.

Miss Lexi, your pa
said he was going down

to the newspaper office
for an interview.

He'll be back in time
for the show.

Well, I don't believe
any of this.

Well, why don't you go down
to the newspaper office

and find out for yourself?

And I don't believe
private investigators.

Now, this is a trick.

You're trying to cheat me
like that damn Elmo did.

But it's not gonna work.

You see, there are lawyers
and there are courts,

and I am gonna get
what is coming to me.

Oh, Marcella,
you don't know how much I hope

you get exactly
what's coming to you.

Elmo used to talk
like that.

Look what happened
to him.

She's married to Elmo?

About ten years ago,
the rodeo was in Reno.

Daddy and some buddies
picked up some chorus giris.

Oh. So when he woke up
in the morning,

Marcella was Mrs. Elmo.

We didn't hear from her
for a long time.

Then, about a year ago,
the rodeo was in trouble

and we thought
we might have to sell out.

She shows up
yelling for half.

You said something
about new equipment?

Daddy wouldn't
sell the rodeo.

So he borrowed some money
to fix things up like old again.

What about
the TV Deal?

Well, that was my idea,

you know how they have
those special programs

where those stars play
tug of war and circus?

That sounds like
a nice piece of change.

Enough to pay off
the loans.

So we've got
to keep Elmo safe.

Besides, he's my daddy.

You going to the newspaper
to tell him Marcella's here?

No. I've got one other thing
to check out first.

I know what you're thinking.

Just because I couldn't
pull off the moustache,

even though I'd seen
a bronc ride

that would've
killed a normal man,

somehow I knew
it was Higgins

hiding under that
10-gallon hat.

And I knew one way
for sure to prove it.

Excuse me.

Ma'am, excuse me.

I'm terribly sorry.

We are a private club.

Oh. That's okay.
I don't want to check in.

Could you tell me if you have
a Jonathan Higgins registered here?

I'm not allowed
to divulge that information.

Of course.

Maybe I could leave him
a message, or else I could wait for him.

That's not possible,
I'm afraid.

The bell captain
will show you out.

He isn't here, is he?

He left you a big tip
not to give out any information,

but after he checked in,
he left, didn't he?

Certainly not.

That's fine.
Oh, no, that's fine.

I won't tell him how helpful
you've really been.

Higgins?

Magnum.

You gave me
quite a start.

Nothing wrong
at the estate, I trust.

Not one of the lads.

No.

No, everything's
just fine.

Magnum,
may I presume to say you look simply dreadful.

Why don't you sit down
before you attract attention by fainting?

Uh,

some food, perhaps?

The eggs Benedict
are simply... No.

No, everything's just...

Fine. Yes.

I believe you've already
relayed that information

with all the vividness
usually associated with a telegram.

I came here to tell you
that I went to work for your brother.

Half brother.

I suppose I shall
have to reveal

the whole degrading,
sordid story.

Higgins,
I do not want to...

Please.
Keep your voice down.

I'm relying
on your sacred word

as a gentleman not to...

That is, I'm going to
ask you to keep this in the strictest confidence.

Believe me, all I want

is a few questions
answered. First...

It all began
in the summer of 1919

when my father was
part of the military section

attached to
the British delegation

to the Versailles
Peace Conference.

The old boy was
stricken with influenza,

and not to make excuses,

but it was a ghastly business
with tens of thousands dying.

Higgins.

There was this
American Red Cross nurse.

From Texas.

Loud, coarse, vulgar.

A tart, actually.

Elmo's mother?

And your father
told you this?

Well, of course not.

But one can apply
deductive reasoning.

In his weakened,
wretched state, my father was...

grateful.

And, she, realizing

she had the flower of
British manhood in her care,

took advantage of him
in a primitive, physical way.

This is not
an easy story to tell.

You're handling it
like a man.

What did your mother do?

After she had welcomed him
home, into her arms,

my father,
being a gentleman, confessed all.

My mother,
being a great lady

filled with
Christian compassion, forgave him.

And, of course,
never allowed the beast to touch her again.

Elmo and I were born
almost at the same time.

I'm sorry, madam.
This club is for members only.

Don't worry 'bout it.
I'm just gonna be a few minutes.

The symbolism is almost
too perfect, don't you think?

The child of the weakness
of the flesh

in contrast with
the child of perfect.

Have you ever met
Elmo's current wife?

Really, Magnum,
what do you take me for?

We're about to
find out.

Well, that's got to be him,

with that
slimy detective.

I beg your pardon?

Right here.
Right here.

Elmo Ziller?

I most certainly
am not.

Oh, well, that is exactly

who he has been saying
that he is!

Except that he is a fraud,

trying to cheat
an innocent widow

by impersonating
her dead husband.

Officer, do your duty.

This is a subpoena
for you to appear in court.

Failure to appear will
result in your arrest.

Do you understand, sir?

I assure you
I am quite conversant with the English language.

I demand to know
the meaning of this.

The meaning of
this is, buster,

I am going to prove
you a fake.

There are fingerprints,
you know.

And when I prove that Elmo
is definitely dead,

I am going to get
what is rightfully mine.

See you in court, Elmo.

Ever notice how life enjoys
pulling the rug out?

Just when I'd decided
Higgins wasn't Elmo,

Elmo's wife shows up

and illusion and reality
start getting scrambled.

All I knew for sure was
Marcella looked tough enough

to pull the trigger
on anybody.

Elmo, alive or dead,
had my sympathies.

Magnum!

Higgins, you're back.

Your keen perception
never fails to astonish me.

Nor your proclivity
for petty theft.

Nor your wanton disregard

for the dietary requirements
of the lads.

Why are you back?

Because I knew.
I just instinctively knew

that you would take
advantage of my absence

to cavalierly destroy

the entire moral and
social fiber of this estate.

Higgins.

Actually, after that
sordid scene at the hotel,

I thought it best to return.

So they threw you out,
huh?

Magnum,

it is my considered
conclusion

that the only way
I can remove this blot from my name

is by showing myself
at the rodeo grounds while Elmo's there.

As Elmo's
hired detective,

I thought, perhaps you'd
like to lend some assistance to this endeavor.

Me? How?

By finding that
disgusting woman

under whatever rock
she happens to have slithered under

and bring her
to the arena

so the truth will finally
become evident to her overly made-up eyes.

Gee, Higgins.

Doesn't that seem
like a lot of trouble to go through?

Why don't you just
show up in court next week?

Because I want
to prove it today!

There are still those of us
for whom a good name is held dear.

Gee, I don't know,
Higgins.

I gotta protect Elmo.

I'll protect him.

You are Elmo.
Magnum.

Okay. Okay.

I was just fishing.

There's just one thing,
though, Higgins.

If somebody is trying
to kill Elmo, well,

you know, the two of you
do look a little bit alike.

A lamentable fact
of which I am lately constantly being reminded.

Magnum, what's
your point?

What I'm trying to say is,
they might kill you by mistake.

Your solicitude
is very touching, but unnecessary.

Just bring me the head
of Marcella Ziller.

You told me he was dead.

You promised me
he was dead!

He is, ma'am.

Ain't nobody could've
lived through that fire.

Nobody.

Oh, really? Really?
And I suppose that that guy

riding around that ring
is all imaginary, huh?

Okay.

Okay.

Maybe it is that brother
that I found at that hotel.

I mean, he does look
a lot like Elmo, you know.

Only wimpy.

Miss Ziller, just tell us
what you want.

I want what is mine.

And you two boys
are supposed to help me get that.

We did.

Leastways,
I think we did.

Miss Ziller, how many times
do we have to kill a guy?

Till you get it right!

I say,

are you both
joining the band?

Higgins,
we're undercover.

Not me.

I just always wanted
to see what it was like to be a cowboy.

Magnum put you up
to this, admit it.

Well, he did kind of
want us to keep an eye out for your brother.

Half brother.

While he went looking
for that Marcella lady.

I assure you,
she's no lady.

Have, uh,

have either of you
seen Bronco Elmo?

He's right over there,
Higgins. He just rode in.

If you'll excuse me.

Um, we're gonna
go with you.

Um, private moment,
I think.

Until the other afternoon
at Robin's Nest,

I'd only met
my half brother once before.

Briefly,
during the war.

The conversation was short

and rather one-sided,
as I recall.

It occurred at 1500 hours

on the afternoon
of June 6, 1944,

on Gold Beach
in Normandy.

D- day? You ran into
your brother on D-day?

I spotted him
standing like an idiot

amidst the firing
and I shouted:

"Get your ruddy posterior down
before it's shot off."

It was rather charitable,
I've always thought,

given his
unseemly background.

What kind of jobs
do you think Lexi will give us?

I don't know.

But she said it was
something we could both do real easy.

Clowns! You gotta be kidding!
Clowns? Me a clown?

Hey, I think you guys
look real cute.

Oh, yeah,
real cute.

I'm gonna kill him
this time.

And nobody's
gonna stop me.

Hey, I'll have you know
this is very important work.

Rodeo clowns
save lives every day.

They do?

Sure.

Now Val and Billy
are gonna be working closest to the bulls,

but if one of them
should try to charge you...

Charge us?

Yeah. Well, just keep
sideways of them,

otherwise they get their horns
underneath you.

And they toss
and trample you.

Toss and trample us?

Don't worry,
you're gonna do just fine.

Let me finish up your makeup
before I send you out to Elmo.

There weren't
very many Zillers

registered at any
of the major hotels.

Not any named Marcella,
anyway.

I was headed downtown
to the courthouse

to check on her
Hawaii residence,

but at the same time,
my little voice was also telling me

I was headed on
a wild goose chase.

Lookout Elmo!
The bull's loose!

Come on!

Come here, bull!
Come here!

Save yourself,
pardner.

Hang in there, Elmo.

Over here! Help!

Come here!

Welcome to Bronco Elmo's
Authentic Rodeo

and Wild West Show.

Elmo won't be with us tonight,

but carrying the spirit
is his daughter, Miss Lexi Ziller.

Let's hear a big
Hawaiian welcome for Barbara Grey,

worid-famous trick rider
out of Texas.

Three years state champ,
riding Big Willy.

Nice riding, Babs.

He's a tough one.

He should be, uh,
he should be fine in a day or so.

I been stomped
worse than this

and I ain't
boot-heeled up yet.

Thank you, Doctor.

And now ladies
and gentlemen...

Thank you, Doctor.

... welcome this year's
rodeo queen...

And thank you,
both of you.

I'm beholden to you.

Oh, it's okay, ma'am.

No. You two
are truly heroes.

Oh, shucks.

Could I impose
on you gentlemen just one more favor?

Could I, I mean...
Could I ask you

to stay here tonight,
to protect Elmo?

That's Leland.

Two horns of pure TNT.

He's gotta beat 6.8 seconds.

What a ride!

There's Matthew Snyder
bulldogging his third calf of the night.

He's gonna have to go
real fast, folks, to catch up with the champ.

He just might make it.

Here's last year's...

Yes, sir,
this man's hands are faster than your eye.

What are you doing?

What are you doing
sneaking up on me?

Ahhh!

Where is Higgins?

I don't know.
I think he went back to the estate.

Said he got tired
of waiting on you and this Marcella lady.

What've you been doing, man?

You missed
all the excitement.

What excitement?

I can't see anything.

Get out of the way.

Here's Danny.

Oops, he's having
a little trouble with that calf.

Doesn't wanna go down.
Show them who's boss, Danny!

There you go.
Eight seconds flat.

Not bad for a bad start.
Now let's hear it for Danny.

Look at old Billy Simpson
riding that bronco.

Stay on there, Billy.

Another couple of seconds
and you could have yourself a new record.

There's Slimy Doggett

trying to stay on like
Elmo Ziller's pride and joy.

Ride on, Slimy!

What about Lexi?

What about her?

Where is she?

I guess she's
in her trailer.

Man, what have you
been doing all this time?

Do you smell something?

Well, of course
I smell something.

We're at a rodeo.

Sittin' in this
dumb horse stall.

Propane.

The trailer.

I'll turn off
the tanks.

Elmo! Elmo, wake up.

Elmo, wake up.

Sgt. Maj. Higgins!
Snap to!

What the bloody blazes
is going on?

Come on.

I knew it!
You are Higgins.

I'm Elmo Ziller

and I poke
from Hondo, Texas.

Why didn't you tell me?

Why didn't you just
tell me the truth?

I didn't think you'd
approve of what I'm doing.

You're right!
What are you doing?

Look here, Magnum,
I'm the one who should be angry.

But as you can see,
I'm perfectly calm.

You? Why should
you be angry?

Because you failed,
damn it.

You had the fiends
within your grasp

and allowed them
to slip away.

A wretched display of
tactics and command.

Not to mention
an abysmal failure

to perform even rudimentary
detective procedures,

like finding one
loud coarse woman.

That's funny, and all the time

I thought I was
saving your life.

Stop it!

Please,
Uncle Jonathan, Thomas.

I'm sorry, child.

We do seem to be losing
sight of the point.

Now that you...

Now that you've
brought it up,

what exactly is the point,
or is that a secret, too?

Elmo's dead,
isn't he?

Yes.

No!

Texas state troopers
found his pickup burned and gutted

just outside Hondo.

But there was no body.

It seems
Elmo dragged himself

into the desert
with a broken leg.

Extraordinary.

Of course I suppose
Father's blood would win out

in a situation like that.

So he disappeared
in the desert?

They tracked him
as far as the Mexican border.

Then it was up to
the Federales.

They didn't find him,

but they really
didn't look, either.

He's alive. I know it.

Holed up somewhere
south of the border till he can heal.

I suppose he could be alive.

He's got enough
meanness in him.

It's called grit
in Texas.

He's alive.

So until he shows up...

I gotta keep Marcella's grubby
little hands off the rodeo.

I figure the best way
to do that is to

prove she tried
to kill him.

The rodeo means
that much to you?

It does to Daddy.

He means everything to me.

Well,

there's only one way
to force Marcella's hand.

So we just try again,
that's all.

Oh, goody.
I can't wait to see

how you're gonna
screw it up this time.

Well, ma'am, you gave us
round-trip tickets and that's all.

We could just go on home
and take the loss.

I have given you
$10,000.

On paper.

When I sell
the show.

Well, it seems to me
you don't got the show yet.

Thanks to you bozos.

$20,000.

What?

We want $20,000,
or we go home.

I don't even
like this place.

You heard the man.

Just get it right
this time, okay?

Hey,

there might just be
hope for you yet, son.

Just tell me one thing,
will you?

How did you get on
that bucking horse?

Oh, dear fellow.

Those polo games in India
were bloody hell compared to this.

Hey, Bud, when and how
we gonna pull this thing off?

We ain't.
Huh?

Not now, anyways.

Not here.
Too many people.

When are we
gonna do it?

We're gonna grab him
before the show.

This time,
I got a plan.

Oh, this I gotta hear.

Oh, yeah?

You know that
little cowgirl you been sparking?

What about her?

Higg...
I mean, Bronco.

Come on.
You're gonna be late for the show.

Dear fellow,
your protective instinct is touching,

but this strategy won't work.

What's the matter?
All I'm supposed to do is walk you to the arena.

Thomas and T. C...

My point is that
those blackguards won't try to kill me

with you hovering about.

You must be invisible.

In other words,
keep your distance, Rick.

Okay.

Done.

Now, buckaroo,

let Bronco ride!

Hey.

You're new here,
ain't you?

Yep.

I just love a man
in a uniform.

No kidding.

How'd you know
I was in the service?

No. I mean this uniform.

Where's Higgins?

I thought he was
with you. L...

They must've grabbed him
in the stalls.

Check the chutes.

T.C., watch the ring.

Give me a hand.

He's following us
on a horse.

Darn it.

This is all
quite ridiculous, you know.

I am obviously
not Bronco Elmo.

Aw, shut up!

The police
know everything.

Even now, they're in
hot pursuit.

Immediate surrender
is your only rational alternative.

What is
that thing?

Get that thing
out of the way!

We're going
over the curb. Hold on!

Hey, what are you...
what are you doing?

Hold it right there!

Really, Magnum,

when will you learn?

It's,
"Reach for the sky, hombre."

It was just like
the Saturday double features

I used to spend
my allowance on.

The bad guys confessed.

The evil stepmother
went to jail with them

and the ranch,
or the rodeo, was saved.

The only thing left
was goodbye.

Only this time,

it was the girl
riding into the sunset.

Where's the rodeo off to now?

Texas. Season's over
till spring.

And you?

Mexico.

Daddy's down there somewhere
and I'm gonna find him.

That's the old
Higgins spirit.

Oh, Uncle Jonathan,
I love you dearly

and I'll always be grateful
for what you did for Daddy and me.

Thanks doesn't
really say it, does it?

It says a whole lot.

And this, too.

I don't suppose
you ever get to Texas, do you?

But the rodeo always
comes back to town, doesn't it?

Next season, cowboy.
That's a promise.

And look after
Uncle Jonathan.

He really put his
life in your hands,

counting on you
to trap the killer.

You bet.

Take care.

A brave and
resourceful girl.

I shall miss her.

You know, Higgins,

I want to thank you,
too.

Whatever for?

For trusting me
with your life that way.

Putting your faith
in my skill and ability as a private investigator.

It's very important to me,

knowing you think
I'm really a professional.

Professional?

Really, Magnum?

I did it because
you have more dumb luck than anyone I know.

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