All language subtitles for Magnum P.I. s06e03 Old Acquaintance.eng

Iwant to hire you.
What?

Here's your client.

You want to hire me
for a fish?

(CHATTERlNG)

Two witnesses,
one of them's unconscious, the other one can't talk.

Unless we find Kele,
it's only a matter of days before she will be dead.

Maybe we can get
an undercover mahi-mahi to find his hideout.

It's just
a token gesture.

Did you bring the money?

Let me handle this, will ya?
Please.

(CHATTERlNG)

Good boy, Kele!
Good boy!

(WHlSTLE BLOWS)

Okay, you two love birds.

Good, Kele! Good, lpo!

Chow-chow time!

(CHATTERlNG)

Take it easy.
There's plenty left for you.

(SQUEAKlNG)

What's the matter, Kele?

(MEN SPEAKlNG
FORElGN LANGUAGE)

What's wrong, guys?

(SQUEAKlNG)

T.C.: Will you look
at this haircut?

(T.C. LAUGHlNG)
RlCK: And he really does have an upper lip.

Give me that.

No, no, no, no.

Come on,
I'm gonna be late.

Whoa, looky here.
Captain of the football team.

That was the year
we took the Virginia State Championships.

(CHUCKLlNG)

Hey, is that her?

Huh?

That's Veronica Hamilton,
the prom queen.

Oh, no, no. I've got her.
Right here. What?

(CHUCKLES)

What a knockout!

That's Amy. Amy Ascot,
the head cheerleader.

Man, this book is bogus.

Nobody, but nobody,
has this kind of life in high school.

Oh, come on, guys,
it wasn't perfect.

I went to classes,
I did homework.

Now, come on,
nobody asked you to look at that thing.

I don't have time
for these dumb games.

Where's my keys?
Where's my keys?

(RlCK WHlSTLES)

Oh, come on, Rick,
give me my keys.

Oh, no, no, no, no.
Not until we have seen her.

(SlGHlNG)
All right, Goldie Morris.

Well, she's right there
on the end.

Hey, pretty cute.

RlCK: Yeah.

No, the other end.
The one with the glasses.

(BOTH SNlGGERlNG)

T.C.: Well, I bet she's got
a great personality.

I bet she's real smart.

Smart? Yeah, I guess.

As a matter of fact,
if she hadn't tutored me,

I would've flunked
out of English...

(T.C. SNlCKERS)
I would've flunked out of English Lit.

I would've been
ineligible for football.

I would've lost
my appointment for Annapolis.

I owe her.
She's been a good friend.

I'm not gonna let anybody
make me keep her waiting.

(DOOR OPENS)

Hi, Higgins.
Bye, Higgins.

You're not leaving.
That is not a question, it's a statement.

Although it normally
goes against my grain

to be in any way
obligated to you, something has...

T.C.: Listen to this.

(T.C. CLEARS THROAT)

"For each ecstatic instant

"We must anguish pay

"ln keen and quivering ratio

"To the ecstasy"

Emily Dickinson.
As I was saying...

She's in Hawaii, too?

Emily Dickinson,
American poet,

Iong since deceased,
and the author of those exquisite words.

Sorry, but the author
of this hot little poem is very much alive.

One Goldie Morris.

Who I'm supposed
to be meeting

at the Wailele Hotel
in 10 minutes.

"Ecstasy"? Wait a minute.
Let me see that.

Just an old school chum,
huh?

HlGGlNS: lmpossible.

Magnum's friends
are seldom literate,

Iet alone capable of
quoting Emily Dickinson.

"Keen and quivering"?
I don't remember seeing that.

Magnum, I'm trying
to talk to you.

Whatever it is,
I'll take care of it later.

It is very important!

I promise.

I'm willing to negotiate.

Negotiate?

Privileges.
Wine cellar, tennis courts,

use of the new
satellite dish. Whatever it takes.

T.C.: Wait a minute.
Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

I thought you
never negotiated.

I thought that was
some kind of rule of yours...

Ordinarily that is
most emphatically be true.

However, this is a matter
of supreme urgency.

Well? Name your price.

Well, no, Higgins.

If it's that important
and you really want my help,

then I don't want anything.

Good.

Now, then.

I have received
an invitation

from the lnternational
Human Rights Advisory Council.

And the yacht on which
the reception and meeting are to take place

belongs to President Kole
of West Senanga.

That must be that 100-footer
that's anchored off the Alihi Harbor.

Can you imagine
what that boat must cost?

Not as much as that party
he threw for his inauguration,

and half of his people
starving to death.

If I was Kole,
I wouldn't set foot off that yacht, either.

He's not a very popular guy.

Indeed.

As a matter of fact,
the Advisory Council

chose the meeting site
for security reasons.

And since
West Senanga was once a British protectorate,

the Prime Minister
is hesitant to send an official representative

for fear of appearing
to endorse Kole's dictatorship.

Yet the Council's goals
are too admirable to ignore,

so the consulate
has asked me to attend.

As an unofficial
representative, of course.

Of course.

And even as I know
it is my duty to attend,

I find President Kole
so contemptible that...

Well, it's a very
difficult decision.

So you want me
to help you through the moral ambiguities

and the contradictions
of this difficult situation.

Don't be ridiculous, Magnum.

Since I will be very busy
reviewing the meeting's agenda,

I want you to deliver
my security clearance and letters of introduction

to President Kole's yacht.

Oh.

WOMAN ON PA:
Your attention, please.

The Advisory Council meeting
on agricultural aid

has been changed
to 4:00 p.m. in the...

Mr. Wanda,
does your presence here

signal a softening
in your attitude

toward President Kole
and his policies?

No. I did not come here
to shake hands with the devil.

We've heard rumors
of a secret trade agreement between your two countries.

Trade agreement!

My country sends
food and clothing,

while Kole throws
lavish banquets

to celebrate
his recent free election.

His countrymen are starving.

Mr. Wanda...

Food, from this country,
countries all over the world,

is sitting on the docks
rotting,

and Kole has no plans
to distribute that food to his people.

WANDA: Now, I'm here
to find the Advisory Council.

MAGNUM: I had to admit,

I was a little nervous
about seeing Goldie again after all these years.

But one thing
I wasn't worried about

was whether
I'd recognize her or not.

There was a bond between us.
A history.

A camaraderie that went
beyond the physical.

It was a spiritual
sort of thing.

Thomas?

Goldie? Goldie Morris?

Yes!

Here.

Oh, aloha.

Oh.

Oh, Thomas.

You look the same.
But different.

Oh, it's the mustache.
You look different, too.

No mustache, I hope.

(BOTH LAUGHlNG)

No, it's something else.

Oh, my hair's a lot longer.

No, no.

I know, it's your nose!

It's your hair. It's...
No, it's definitely your hair.

GOLDlE: I didn't get
a nose job, exactly.

It got broken by a flying rock
in the Chicago riots of '68

and a real nice cop
pushed it back in place.

I think Sergeant McDougall
did a swell job, don't you?

Yeah, swell.

But it's not just the nose.

I lost 30 pounds running
in a bunch of marathons against hunger.

Oh, and those braces
came off.

(LAUGHS)

And my eye, this one...

Remember how it always
sort of drifted a little?

Well, I grew out of it
and now I only have to wear glasses for reading.

Oh, well, you look great.

Thanks.

I think it's pretty exciting,
your being a private investigator.

Well, it has its moments.

What kind of a case
are you working on now?

Well, I have to deliver
these very important documents

for the British government.

Oh! I'm very impressed.

But I really can't
talk about it much.

I'll be right back,

and then we can have
the rest of the day to ourselves.

Great!

KlMBRO: Stop!

Your business?

I have a security clearance
and a letter of introduction.

All done. What do you say
we get some lunch?

Only if I can have
some of those purple drinks

with the silly little
umbrellas.

Oh, you got it.

(BOTH LAUGH)

Thomas, do you know
what that is?

Look, I mean, Goldie,
you can get the drinks without the umbrellas.

That's the flag
of West Senanga.

Yeah.

You work for President Kole?

(LAUGHlNG)
What? Oh, no...

Thomas, how could you?

What?
Goldie, what's going on?

Where are you going?
Goldie?

(STAMMERlNG) I'm not working
for President Kole.

You're not working
against him, either.

How can you say that?
Just because...

I can say that.

Do you know
how many demonstrations... No, let me finish!

...I've been in
against that monster? Now, come on.

Now look, just 'cause
I'm not demonstrating against him

doesn't mean
I agree with the guy.

I mean, you've gotta admit
it's a good thing he's here for these meetings.

It's all a smokescreen.

It's just
a token gesture.

How can you be sure
it won't do any good?

I don't think men like Kole
should be given any more chances.

You're just like you were
in high school, do you know that?

Anybody who disagrees with you
is a bad guy.

Are you defending Kole?

No. I don't like him
any more than you do,

but at least
they got him talking. That's something.

Of course,
it's not as dramatic as running in marathons

or ducking rocks in riots.

But it's a hell of a lot
more constructive.

Thomas!

Thomas! Thomas.
Let's not fight.

Oh, sometimes
you make me so mad.

(CHUCKLlNG) I always did.

Remember back in high school
when I campaigned to outlaw football games?

Remember?
Yes, I remember!

You felt football
was uncivilized,

that it encouraged students
to acts of violence

rather than rational
intellectual discussion.

So at half-time
during the homecoming game,

you burned down
the goal posts.

It was a symbolic act.

We had to forfeit the game!

I couldn't get them to listen
any other way.

Okay, Thomas.

No more causes today.
I swear.

It's not that
I'm against causes, per se.

I mean, I have
my own set of standards,

a certain code of conduct
in the way I work.

I'm sure you do.

And I'll bet you're
real good at your job.

Pretty good.

Do you find missing people?
Missing things?

On my good days.

I want to hire you.

What?

Oh, it's not for me.
Here's your client.

A fish?

A dolphin is a mammal,
not a fish.

I know that.

You want to hire me
for a fish?

(WARBLlNG)

Ever since Kele's gone,
lpo has refused to eat.

Kele was her mate.
He was kidnapped yesterday.

Well, I'm not sure
you can kidnap a dolphin. Maybe you can steal one.

That's exactly
what the police said.

Unless you just
happen to be human,

you're nothing but
somebody's property.

So Kele ends up
at the bottom of a list

with hot stereos
and stolen jewelry.

Hardly high priority.

Well, except to lpo.

Unless we find Kele,
it's only a matter of days before she'll be dead.

(WARBLlNG)

Why does she keep
making that noise?

Well, that's her way
of calling for Kele when he was here.

She's still calling.

(WARBLlNG)

So you didn't see
the kidnappers'...

Their faces?

Well, I was unconscious
before I could turn around.

Kele tried to warn me.

He's a very
intelligent animal.

Goldie and Kele
had a special relationship

from the first day
she came to work here.

But of course,
Goldie's told you all of that.

Of course.

Well, even after
the police told us

there was little
that we could do,

Goldie never gave up,
certain that you would find Kele.

Now I must try
to get lpo to eat.

I'll go feed the seals.

MAGNUM: Exactly how long
have you been on the island?

That's not important.

It is important.
You could've called!

I had this job to do.

(LAUGHlNG)

(SEALS BARKlNG)

How could I have fallen
for this tourist charade?

You never went on vacation.
You went on crusades!

Animal liberation.

What?

Animal liberation.

I took this job so I could
set Kele and lpo free.

Goldie, it doesn't look like
such a bad life to me.

I mean, Makini seems
to really care about them.

They get all the fish
they can eat.

It isn't the same
as being free.

Since I've been working here,

I've learned that dolphins
born and raised in captivity

don't stand a chance
out there in the ocean.

So Mission Liberty
was scrapped.

"Mission Liberty"?

Well, if you called it off,
where the hell is Kele?

I don't know.
But we've got to find him.

We?

Well, I didn't want
to get you involved in all this, Thomas.

That's why I didn't call.
But you're our only hope.

Nowhere else to turn.

Remember how much
you wanted to pass English Literature?

No, I needed
to pass English Lit.

I wanted to play football.

Even though I disapproved
of football,

I stayed every day
after school to tutor you.

Please, Thomas?

Do you see that?
Do you see that out there?

That's 70 million square miles
of Pacific Ocean out there.

Makini thinks that
Kele will stay near where he's released

at least for a few days.

Oh, really?
Oh, that's great.

Maybe we can get
an undercover mahi-mahi to find his hideout.

If we find whoever it was
that set Kele free,

they can show us exactly
where he was released.

How're we going to do that?

There's only two witnesses
and one of them was unconscious

and the other one can't talk.

(WARBLlNG)

Well, I guess that
what you need is

somebody who might
be involved.

You know who took Kele.

Yeah.

Your partners.

I was very active
in the animal rights movement.

They recruited her!

Well, somebody had to be
in the park to get the keys.

So they brought the keys back
and they went back to the mainland.

They wouldn't have
let Kele go, knowing the risks.

Unless they figured
the end justified the means.

You mean, like me
and the goal post bonfire?

Exactly.

Have you told the police
about these friends?

Thomas, I can't do that.

They're very heavily
into civil disobedience, if you know what I mean.

But they're only
for the very best causes

and they're completely
nonviolent.

Oh, and if we tell the police
about these nonviolent,

extremely well-intentioned
friends of yours, we'll scare them off.

We can't find Kele
any other way.

Believe me, I feel
really bad about this.

But I guess they just got
so involved in the cause,

that they let their emotions
cloud their judgment.

Well, I'll tell you one thing.

We're gonna give
these friends of yours one chance to give Kele back

and then we're going
to the police. You understand?

Okay. Yeah.

I'm sorry, we're out of fish.

Where would they be staying
if they didn't go back to the mainland?

We were all staying
at the same hotel,

but they haven't
answered my messages since Kele's been gone.

Well, maybe an in-person
visit will help.

Let's go.

Goldie, hold it.

MAGNUM: There's something
a little frightening about a girl

who can't keep
her own shoelaces tied, trying to save the world.

You know she's bound
to spend the rest of her life

tripping over her ideals
just like those shoelaces.

But you also know
there's no way to talk her out of her causes.

So all you can do
is follow along,

keep her path clear,
her shoelaces tied, and hope for the best.

MAN: Mr. Smith and Mr. Jones
checked out this morning.

Could you check and see
if they left a message for Miss Morris?

I'll check.

(LAUGHlNG) Smith and Jones.

Cover names.
A lot of people use them.

Yeah, well,
maybe they left a message under your "cover name."

Anything I do, Thomas,
I take full responsibility for.

Oh, I know that.

Listen, how long have you
known these trusted allies?

A week.
A whole week?

Sometimes a week is enough.

And sometimes it isn't.

No messages for you,
Miss Morris,

but there are several
in your box for a Mr. Magnum.

They're all urgent
and from the same man.

HlGGlNS: I've been trying
to reach you since it arrived.

MAGNUM: It's a ransom note
all right.

How'd they get
their paws on it?

I was on my way to
the consul general's office

to receive final instruction
regarding this afternoon's meeting,

when I saw the lads
with this.

The note was wrapped around it
and it was thrown over the compound gate.

Looks like your friends
were following us.

Congratulations, guys.
Your doggie smootz removed any fingerprints.

I can assure you
the lads had no intention of subverting justice.

Kidnapping was just
a word I used with Makini and the police.

There was never
going to be any ransom.

We were here to free
Kele and lpo.

Free the dolphins
from Moana Park?

Goldie is very active
in the animal liberation movement.

Miss Morris, I thought
that you would be

of a more mature
and thoughtful nature.

I understood you were
a student of great literature,

a lover of poetry,
a lover of Emily Dickinson.

The very idea
of your involvement in such a dubious adventure

shocks and disturbs me.

Well, I'm sorry
that you feel that way,

but I think
that animals have certain rights.

I couldn't agree
with you more. Nevertheless...

Rights that include
not being caged up

and tortured in the name
of medical science.

No one here would
advocate torture. However...

And who's going
to be their voice?

Who's going to speak
for them?

They can't tell us
when they're in pain. When they're lonely.

Naturally not,

but the welfare
of the human species must also be considered.

Certainly the gains
in medicine and science due to animal research

cannot be underestimated.

GOLDlE:
Neither can the abuses.

Someone's got to fight,
and fight hard,

for anyone or anything
that can't fight back.

"lf I can ease one life
the aching

"Or cool one pain

"Or help one fainting robin

"Unto his nest again

"l shall not live in vain"

Yes, Miss Dickinson
would probably approve.

Thank you.

If we could adjourn
this mutual admiration society,

I would like to get back
to the business at hand, Kele.

How much is the ransom?

Ask them,
they ate that part.

All I can make out is
"Pohaku Point at 2:00 p.m."

I'm gonna go see these guys
and tell them what happened to their demands.

I'm going with you.

No. No way.

But I know them.
I can talk to them, Thomas.

Goldie, these guys
aren't exactly candidates

for the Albert Schweitzer
Award.

I mean, they've
threatened to kill Kele if we call the cops.

I mean, you can't talk
to guys like that!

What about President Kole?

Higgins is going
to talk to him, isn't he?

That's different.
Why?

Because...

She's right, Magnum.
Sometimes the power of the word

can be overwhelming.

I believe Emily Dickinson
said it best.

"We never know how high we are

"Till we are called to rise

"And then,
if we are true to plan..."

"Our statures
touch the skies"

MAGNUM: I never believed
in giving human emotions to animals.

It's unscientific,
overly sentimental.

And it takes all the fun
out of a chili burger.

But listening to Goldie,

I began to understand
just how deep her convictions really were.

And I also began to see
that she was the type of person

who had to express
her feelings

as loudly as she could,

expend all of her emotions
freely.

I'd always been more the type
to put something away for a rainy day.

Emotions, as well as
everything else.

And since my little voice
was telling me

that this rendezvous
had been set up for reasons other than ransom,

I was glad I had put away
something rather substantial.

Is that Smith or Jones?

Smith.

Please, Thomas,
let me do the talking.

I know this is some kind
of cosmic misunderstanding.

His or yours?

Mr. Smith!

Where's your partner?

SMlTH: Did you bring
the money?

Now, John,
I thought we'd all agreed to not let Kele go.

GOLDlE: You know
he won't survive out there. MAGNUM: Goldie...

And did you know that
lpo has stopped eating?

She's gonna die
if we don't bring Kele back!

Goldie, will you
calm down, please?

Please.

Now, look,

if you just tell us where
you've got Kele stashed,

we'll just chalk
this whole thing up

to your obvious,
innate humanitarianism.

Who else knows about this?

Nobody. Really!
Goldie, will...

You can trust us.

GOLDlE: If you'll just tell us
where Kele is,

nobody else will
ever have to know, MAGNUM: Goldie...

...as long as you admit it
and do the right thing!

(HELlCOPTER APPROACHlNG)

(SCREAMS)

You okay?

T.C.: Ta-da!

Thanks, T.C.

RICK ON PHONE:
I don't understand how T.C. could've lost the van.

Well, there was some
minor damage to the chopper.

Minor? The guy took out
my fuel line.

And just to be
on the safe side, T.C. had to set it down.

I could've been killed.

Well, we did get
a license number, though.

JRP-4,
something, something.

JRP-4, something, something.
That's all you got?

Well, I mean, you see,
the van was pulling away

and there was some kind
of mark on the back, near the license plate.

Was it gold?

Black and gold.

I thought you told me
that the van was white, not black.

Rick, I'm not talking to you.

MAGNUM: Yeah, it was...

Yeah. No, more oval.

Oval, and it had
wavy lines on it,

and over here it had
something like a sun, maybe, and initials.

Thomas, is this
some kind of code?

The mark of Radcliff.

The mark of who?

Zorro!
Now do I win a prize, Thomas?

T.C.: Rodney Radcliff.

He designed the logo
for the lsland Hopper,

he also did the custom job
on my van and chopper.

He has a little shop
at the end of Nahele Road

on the North Shore.
RICK: Thomas?

Hey, Thomas!
Great.

Don't mention it.

Hey, let's go.

Okay. One minute.

T.C.?
Huh?

Thanks for the shirt.

Sure.

And thanks for saving
my life back there.

Oh, well,
that makes us even.

(CHUCKLlNG)
What do you mean?

Oh, well,
if you hadn't dragged Thomas through that English class,

he wouldn't have
gotten into Annapolis,

wouldn't have been
in the Navy,

wouldn't have been
in Vietnam.

And if he hadn't been
in Vietnam,

I probably wouldn't be alive
to give you the shirt off my back.

Thanks, T.C. That's very nice.

Well, of course,
on the other hand,

I wouldn't be
replacing chopper parts every other week.

Speaking of which,
we're gonna have to stop

and get an estimate
on this fuel line on the way out.

And I'm sure you'll want
to take a look at it.

I'll meet you at Rodney's.

Wait! You don't even
know where he...

MAGNUM: Yeah,
down at Kale Road. We got it.

No... Whatever you do,
don't try to talk to him without me.

(DOOR SLAMS)
MAGNUM: Right!

(MACHlNERY WHlRRlNG)

(MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO)

Oh, Thomas.

What?

Vietnam.

The whole time
you were over there fighting,

I was marching
and demonstrating.

I know.

It's not that I regret
protesting the war. I don't.

It's just that I never
stopped to think about you.

I'm so sorry.

We both did what
we thought was right.

Thomas...
No, don't start apologizing again.

I'm just sorry
for involving you in this whole mess.

Listen to me.
I took this case of my own free will.

I could have said no.

Maybe you should have.

Well, maybe you should have.

I mean, this Mr. Smith
and Mr. Jones, whoever they may be,

certainly aren't interested
in any cause.

If it weren't for me
and my good intentions,

Kele would be in his tank
right now with lpo, safe.

It's all my fault.

No! No, Goldie.
Everything doesn't get to be your fault.

I'm sorry.

You can't be in charge
of the entire world and everything in it.

I can't just look away.
I have to help, or at least try to.

Thomas, I don't want
to have lived my life in vain.

No! No! Not Emily Dickinson
again, please!

What's wrong with that?

You're running your whole life
on words written by a woman who was a total recluse.

She never left the house.

All she did all day
was make sure her meter rhymed!

How can you say that?

Well, sure, she wrote
some great poems.

But she never had to live
in the real world,

so she never had
to make any mistakes.

Oh!

Now, if you can't live
with the mistakes, Goldie,

then you should lock
yourself up in a room and write poetry.

It'd be a lot
easier and safer. For both of us.

Back when we were kids,

Iife seemed to be
a whole lot simpler, Thomas.

Life has never been simple
for you, Goldie.

You won't let it be.

Let's go talk to this guy.

Thomas!
Thomas, T.C. said not to talk to him without him.

Please, I know what I'm doing.
This is my job.

Mr. Radcliff,
I saw a logo on a van.

It's a signature, not a logo.
Now scram.

Yeah, but Mr. Radcliff...

I said get out of here!
I mean it.

Come on, Rodney Radcliff.
He didn't mean to offend you.

T.C.? Is that you?

Yeah, it's me.

(WHlSPERlNG)
I told you not to talk to him without me.

Logos are used
on toilet doors in the airport.

Signatures only appear
on genuine pieces of art.

Well, I'm sorry.
Really sorry.

Not bad.
This is a surrealist vision of the wheel.

We live in an age
of culture on wheels.

You know, I figure,
Michaelangelo and Salvador Dali

got to sign their work.

Now who's gonna say
my custom jobs can't be called art?

Not me.

Logos.

Now, Rodney Radcliff
used to do a lot of high-tech installation

for the Marine Corps.

Now I'm completely
into aesthetics.

Custom body jobs,
truck murals, van art.

See, a man's vehicle
is his castle.

I figure what you drive
can say a lot about a person.

Like that filthy,
dirty Ferrari over there.

Now, can you imagine
the kind of person

that would abuse
such a beautiful machine?

You worked on every van
with this logo... Signature?

I mean, you didn't have
any mechanics or assistants?

Did Picasso have an assistant?

I work alone.

Yeah, I'm sorry, but see,
this van was solid white.

It had no artwork at all.

Well, I tried to talk them
into a nice mural of a sunset on the side.

Oh! Oh, hey, then you
do remember working on this particular van?

Well, it was a major
structural redo.

Anybody else,
it'd take a week.

Me, I did it all in 48 hours.

Worked day and night.
No sleep, no drugs.

You see, creativity
stimulates my adrenal glands

and gives me a natural rush,
you understand?

Totally. The van?

Yeah, well,
I had to reinforce the entire undercarriage.

I mean,
we're talking about

maybe tripling
the stress capabilities

of all the joints
under the chassis

in order to hold
that much water. But then...

Then I painted
this great seascape on the ceiling, at no cost.

I'm saying these guys
weren't exactly patrons of the arts,

but I needed to satisfy
that creative urge.

Rodney?
Yeah.

Did you ask them why they
wanted to turn their van into a swimming pool?

Well, they said,
like, it was gonna be the ultimate isolation tank.

You know, float and go Zen.

And let me tell you something.

These two dudes
could have used all the Zen they could get.

I mean, they were
very high-strung.

Could you give us
their names?

Well,
I have a work order here...

Somewhere.

Ah, yeah. Here it is.
Mr. Smith and Mr. Jones.

Oh, come on,
Rodney Radcliff,

do you believe those are
their real names?

They paid cash.

There's no license number.

Well, like I said,
they paid cash.

Lives are at stake here!

Yours?
No.

T.C.?

Well, there's too many people
on this rock anyway.

It's not a person.
It's a dolphin.

A dolphin?

His name is Kele.
And his mate lpo also will die.

You know, I once knew
a pretty little girl who lived over on the big island.

Her folks named her Matilda.

Can you imagine
snuggling up to a girl in the moonlight

and whispering,
"l love you, Matilda"?

So I started calling her lpo.

My little sweetheart.
She likes that.

(SURFER GlRL PLAYING
ON STEREO)

Damn it!

Rodney Radcliff,
are you all right?

Yeah, I'm just fine.

I was remembering how much
I really care for dolphins.

Now, why didn't you
tell me this right off?

Back when you were
living on K-rations, I was working demolition jobs.

All different kinds
of devices.

Well, these guys
had this rig...

A sort of rig hanging
in the back of their van.

You know, like,
a backpack sort of thing and when I think of it...

Could it have been
some sort of a bomb?

No! Not a bomb,
a bomb-carrying device.

You know, adjustable straps
just about dolphin size.

Was there enough
to take out a military ship?

No, the pack
wasn't big enough to carry that much of explosive

to take out
any government issue.

Can I use your phone?

Yeah, there's one
up there by the desk.

What you doing?

I'm calling the coast guard.

But Rodney Radcliff said

they didn't have enough muscle
to take down a ship that big.

I'm thinking something
smaller like a yacht.

Like maybe that yacht
anchored outside Alihi Harbor.

The one where they're having
the human rights meeting.

Yeah.
President Kole!

Higgins.

(CAR STARTlNG)

T.C.: I can just see
the headlines now.

"Assassin drives up
to dock in car

"of best-selling author
Robin Masters."

Come on, T.C.
Goldie's no killer. She's an idealist.

Who do you think they recruit
for these kinds of jobs?

Yeah, she is a little naive.

Yeah, a little?

I mean, that chick got used,
she got set up.

All she ever wanted to do
was free a dolphin.

Good intentions.
You know where that road goes.

Hey!

Magnum.

I called the coast guard
right after I talked to you.

I can't believe
they would use Kele to blow up a ship.

Magnum, are people really
capable of doing such things?

Are dolphins?

GLORlA: Yes, a dolphin.

With a bomb
strapped to his back.

Search her.

Please,
you've got to believe me!

(SCREAMlNG)

Let go! Please!

MAN:
Presenting His Excellency President Kole.

Ladies and gentlemen,
on behalf of the people of West Senanga,

I welcome you
to the soil of my country.

I know you have heard
that West Senanga is a hard land,

but it is a country
where the process of development has begun.

And it continues.

Hunger is simply
an unfortunate fact of life for my countrymen.

Perhaps,
it is only a fact of life for some of his countrymen.

See anything?

MAGNUM: No!

Don't you understand
what's going on?

President Kole's life
is in danger.

GLORlA: Oh, let go! Please!

I got something on radar.

It's about 100 yards
off our bow.

MAGNUM: That's him.

T.C.: Can you see
the bomb harness?

MAGNUM: Yeah!

I'll grab the
coast guard chopper.

Tell him to radio
the yacht.

Pull up anchor.
Head out to sea.

I've trained Kele
to find and seek visual images on command.

He was an exceptional student.

If there's a target
on that yacht,

they can sail
all the way to Maui.

It won't do any good.
They'll never outrun him.

I think it is a mistake
to say that I do not hear all the words of my people.

Kole, you have brutally
silenced the words of your people.

You've silenced them
with hunger and fear.

That is a lie!

I hear the cries of the poor
and the sound of the smallest child.

And the sound
of the rioters.

GLORlA: President Kole,
you're in terrible danger!

There seems to be
some kind of a disturbance.

GLORlA: President Kole,
please listen.

I hear nothing.

Then it's no wonder
your people are hungry. Their president is deaf.

GLORlA: You're all
in terrible danger!

Please! I'm not playing games.

All of you!

Goldie.

KlMBRO: She is merely
a dissident.

A protestor trying
to disrupt this meeting.

I demand your security guards
unhand that girl.

Remember, you're only
an unofficial representative and my guest.

You're entirely correct,
President Kole.

Protocol forbids me
from asking anything in the name of England.

So I am telling you,
let her go!

Thomas,
we gotta do something fast.

There's nothing
you can do?

Kele's capable of responding
to verbal commands as well as visual stimuli.

Can you turn him around?

Ipo can. This is her voice.
Slow the boat!

(IPO SQUEALING)

Makini, can this work?

It has in my experiments.

(IPO SQUEALING)

Thomas, I don't think
you got any choice.

Just give me
30 more seconds.

Makini, I can give you 10.

Thomas, you've got to do it.

Makini, is he turning?

Do what you must.

Wait, wait!
He's turning back!

He's turning back
from the yacht!

He's coming towards us.

Hey, we gotta
get that bomb off of him.

Can you keep him
coming this way?

Ipo will.
You need the scuba gear?

No, there's no time.

(IPO SQUEALING)

(EXPLOSlON)

(KELE CHATTERlNG)

(WHOOPS)

(BOTH EXCLAlMlNG)

MAGNUM: lpo and Kele,
reunited at last.

Oh, Thomas, I wish
you could have seen

the great
military hero Kole

ducking behind Seko Rwanda.

I did see it.
On the front page of the morning paper.

"lf I can ease one life
the aching

"Or cool one pain..."

(CHATTERlNG)

Goldie, I have
a strong suspicion

you shall never again
need fear having lived in vain.

(HORN HONKlNG)

Aloha, Higgins.
Kiss the lads for me.

Aloha, Goldie.

Aloha, Makini.

You know, I was going to
take you to the airport.

Oh, no, no, no.
I won't put you to any trouble.

(LAUGHlNG) I guess
it's a little late for that.

Maybe you'll come back
sometime between causes.

Goldie, wait.

Go get 'em.

MAGNUM: Somebody once said,

"It's hard to know
what kind of person you've become,

"tough to find the standard
to measure yourself by. "

But I think he was wrong.

Looking at Goldie, I realized

the best mirror
you'll ever have is the face of a friend.

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