I'm Olivia Ross.
I'm a big fan of yours.
Congratulations, Magnum.
You're our new stunt double for Jack Martin.
Action!
Who are those guys?
The Sushi brothers.
This is the movies, T.C. The movies!
This is boring.
Would you read lines with me?
Uh, it says here they kiss.
Good morning, ladies and gentlemen.
This concludes our midnight flight from Los Angeles to Honolulu.
It's 7.;30 a.m. local time
and the temperature is a comfortable 76 degrees.
We hope you've enjoyed your flight
and that you'll keep us in mind for future travel plans. Mahalo.
Even on the red-eye, it's wonderful flying into Honolulu
for a vacation in paradise.
But it's not nearly so wonderful
when you're a private investigator
who's spent two weeks in Bakersfield
on a case and been stiffed by your client.
It's even worse when your ride from the airport didn't show up
and the cab driver's listening to the Orange Blossom Special.
Excuse me.
Do you mind?
This is Kalakawa Kalakua Road there, mister.
How far down?
It's right up there.
You can sort of see the gate.
It's right where that guy's standing by the ladder.
Standing by the ladder?
Wait, no, back up. Back up.
Okay, brother, all right.
Hey!
Here, keep the change.
Okay, brother. Right on.
- What the... - Hold it!
Cut! Cut! Cut!
What happened? Are you all right?
Oh, my back.
- It's your back? - Yeah.
You better go lie down for a minute.
Sorry, I didn't know what was happening.
I saw this ladder, this guy going over the wall.
You think I'm gonna buy you're just a Good Samaritan?
I didn't know he was an actor.
Oh, you thought all these people and these cameras
were here just to film a one-man invasion of Robin's Nest.
That's wilder than the script I'm shooting.
Look, I'm sorry I wrecked your shot,
or... or whatever it is you call it.
I'm sorry, fellow. But, look, I just got back
from the mainland, and I'm exhausted.
So now, I will get out of the way, okay?
Hey, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait a minute.
You're Thomas Magnum, aren't you?
What?
I should've known right off.
Higgins said you were gonna be back on Wednesday.
Well, I'm Mert Callaghan, the director.
It's uncanny.
What's uncanny?
Might be a little young.
It's okay. There's somebody you've just gotta meet.
Wait a minute. What are you talking about?
- Come on, let's go. - No, I gotta get my bag.
Uh, get his bag.
Zeus, Apollo, attack.
Down, lads. Sit.
Not bad, in here.
But will they do it in front of the camera, out there?
Mr. Knox, I guarantee these dogs
will perform under any circumstances.
They're like finely-tuned machines
designed to respond to their master's command.
I don't want machines. I want a couple of dogs that can act.
They're gonna have to go up against the boys.
I want vicious.
I assure you, they have multiple levels of ferocity
whatever the situation should require.
A case in point.
Oh, Magnum, I see you've finally returned.
- This is Thomas Magnum? - Yep.
Yes, indeed.
Excuse me.
Higgins, what is going on here?
Magnum, may I introduce you to William B. Knox.
He's producing the film based on
Robin Masters' latest novel, Tahiti Kill.
The final days of shooting will be done here.
How do you do?
Same height, same build, same face.
A little younger.
I don't know if Jack will like that.
Are you in good shape?
Are you kidding? I just saw him jump
over a wall and attack one of the commandos.
Damn near killed him.
Excellent. We'll go with him.
Higgins, you're right. He's perfect.
Congratulations, Magnum.
You're our new stunt double for Jack Martin.
I took the liberty of volunteering your services.
The previous double had an unfortunate accident.
Robin thought it a splendid idea.
What kind of an accident?
Nothing, nothing. Don't worry about it.
Look, the rest of the stunts are minimal, Magnum.
I mean, they're not really stunts at all.
It's just a little running around.
Did I happen to mention to you the kind of money you'd be making?
It doesn't matter
because I wouldn't have much fun spending it from a wheelchair.
Wheelchair?
He's funny.
Excuse me, Mr. Knox, but we need the wrangler on the set.
And, Mert, we're ready whenever you are.
Oh, I'll... I'll be right there.
Listen, Magnum, I gotta get back to the set.
Think about it, will you? We'll talk later.
There's nothing to talk about.
Welcome aboard.
Who are those guys?
The Sushi brothers.
Sushi is just a stage name, of course.
Black belts in at least four or five of the martial arts.
Quite a talented twosome.
Not too chatty, though.
The lads will be taking them on in
one of the more action-packed sequences.
I think you'll enjoy working with them.
The only thing I am going to be working on
is three days of sleep.
And maybe, just maybe when I wake up,
all these people will be gone.
Oh, Higgins.
By the way, what did happen to the other stunt double?
Insurance took care of it.
Ah.
"You are so lovely.
Even in your sadness, now is the time for inner strength.
I know it's lonely out there.
It's always lonely
after they walk away that last time.
But I'm with you now."
Thomas!
Thanks a lot for picking me up at the airport.
Buddy, am I glad to see you. Guess what?
I am gonna be in a movie.
Oh, no. Not you, too.
Well, I didn't get the part officially yet,
but I'm quite sure it's a shoo-in.
A shoo-in?
Yeah. The audition's in a couple of days.
That's why I've been practicing every chance I get.
Wait a minute. Isn't it a little late to be casting a part?
Higgins said this was the last week of shooting.
The guys were all set but the director changed some stuff in his character.
They had to get rid of him. That's why I'm positive this part was meant for me.
Here read this.
"Enter Garson Swift,
a short, debonair, well-dressed man in his middle 30s."
That's you, all right. Short.
Hey, come on, don't be a wisenheimer.
I'm serious, this part was meant for me, Thomas.
This could be the start of a big career.
- Whoa! - Oh, no, now what?
That's T.C. with the stars.
The stars?
I'm shivering with delight.
We're talking Jack Martin and Olivia Ross.
Come on.
Olivia Ross?
Come on.
Jack Martin and Olivia Ross were the rarest of creatures,
a Hollywood marriage that had lasted through 15 years
and a dozen pictures
where they'd played America's dream couple.
As for me?
Well, I'd been secretly in love with Olivia
from the day that I'd seen her first picture.
To get close to her,
I'd even become a stunt double.
Oh, I know, actresses are never supposed to be like the people they portray,
but somehow, I just didn't think that applied to Olivia.
She was so... so wonderful.
You're not using full loads?
You kidding. I wouldn't do that to you, Jack.
Sure, sure, I've been there before.
I'm glad you changed your mind.
You may as well meet Jack Martin. He's getting wired up over here.
Jack, I'd like you to meet your new stunt double.
This is Thomas Magnum.
My God, there is a resemblance.
Maybe he could do the 52-city promotional tour and, uh, I'll take a vacation.
Actually, Magnum was a little reluctant to take this job.
Nice having you join us, Magnum.
- Okay, finished, Mr. Martin. - Thanks, Tim.
We're set up over here, Jack. Okay, everybody, let's go.
All right, places, everybody.
Now, if, uh, if you'll get
in place down here, we can, uh...
Ready?
Yeah, come on. Check it with my crew.
Oh! Oh!
I'm so sorry. Did I step on your foot?
No, no, it's okay.
No, it's okay, really. It's fine.
I'm, uh, Mr. Martin's stunt double.
You know, for a second, I thought you looked
just like Jack when I married him.
Really?
I'm Olivia Ross.
Oh, yes, I know. I-I'm Thomas Magnum.
I'm a big fan of yours.
Thank you.
Welcome aboard.
Quiet on the set. Rolling.
Tahiti Kill, Scene 130, Take 1.
And action!
Is that the way you're going to end it?
Just walk out?
I've done everything I can do.
The rest is up to you.
Cut it.
That's a cut. We'll do it once more.
Olivia?
I'm sorry. Jack, your makeup.
Maybe it's nothing.
What?
Well, you look washed-out.
Is it just me?
He looks fine to me.
Albert?
Wait a minute. Let me get a touchup.
All right, what's gonna happen now?
Just wait. You'll find out.
Wait? I ain't got time to wait around here all day.
Especially if they're gonna stop all the time.
This is the movies, T.C. The movies!
This is boring, that's what it is.
Take 2.
Action!
Is this the way you're going to end it?
Just walk out?
I've done everything I can do.
The rest is up to you.
You're a coward, just like your brother.
At least he died a brave man.
You want a brave man, Stefanie?
Okay, here, shoot me.
I'll die a brave man for you.
Oh! My body mike slipped.
Cut it.
Can we help you here? Can we help you with that?
Ah, why don't we just go to lunch?
What else?
Take 3.
Action!
It's not gonna work. You want the gun.
Oh, hell, I'm sorry.
Keep it rolling. Keep it rolling.
And action!
You're a coward, just like your brother.
At least he died a brave man.
You want a brave man, Stefanie?
Okay, here, shoot me. I'll die a brave man for you.
Now who's a coward?
Jack?
All right, everybody. Let's get ready to move.
Help me, somebody, please!
He's been shot for real.
Somebody give me a handkerchief.
- T.C., roll up the chopper. - Got it.
Somebody grab his feet. Higgins.
Call Bishop Emergency.
Tell them to have their crash team ready.
Oh, my God, Jack!
Jack!
All right, it's gonna be all right.
Say again, Mr. Masters, I can barely hear you.
No one knows. It's quite baffling.
He's still in a coma.
The doctors won't know for a while.
Well, as well as could be expected,
uh, she's at the hospital now.
Every day we're shut down,
it's costing the company $60,000.
You're already two weeks over.
I want to start up again as soon as possible.
Tomorrow.
Tomorrow?
Oh, I don't know, Billy.
The crew's pretty shook up. Lots of grief.
People can grieve and work at the same time.
I see it a lot.
Yes, if that's what you want.
Yes, Mr. Masters.
I will keep you informed.
Goodbye.
Robin wants me to investigate.
Of course.
I hope you do better than the local cops.
What a bunch of bozos.
Yeah, real clowns.
Lieutenant Tanaka, Homicide.
You must be William B. Knox.
I am a big fan of yours.
You know, my favorite picture
was your original version of 23 Guns To Cairo.
I've seen it 16 times.
Thanks.
You know, it's a shame you haven't done many pictures
in the last couple of years.
Oh, well, it's a feast or famine kind of business.
And you must be Mert Callaghan.
Maybe you can answer a question for me.
I was just curious about the end of your last film
where the old blind woman
baked a cake for the dying psychic.
Were the metaphysical implications intentional?
Lieutenant, you did not come here to discuss cinema, did you?
- Hi, Magnum. - Hi.
- How're you doing? - Pretty good.
Hey, you hear?
Tigers traded Kemp.
Yeah, for Lemon.
Uh, you didn't come here to discuss baseball either, did you?
Magnum, you just can't stand chitchat, can you?
Well, actually, I came here to find out
how a gun with live ammunition
could be switched with a prop.
Maybe you ought to ask the prop man.
You mean Carl? Yeah, I talked with him.
Oh, he's quite distraught.
You know, he told me that he's worked
on every one of Jack's pictures.
Like most of the crew.
Sounds like one big happy family.
Well, anyway,
I got all the family's statements.
I'll take yours now.
Who wants to bat first? Huh?
Tanaka managed to drag an hour's work into three.
If only to avoid him, I wanted out of this.
On the other hand, the woman I grew up dreaming about
was in a real mess
and I knew I couldn't stop myself from helping her.
A beautiful woman in distress.
A reluctant but finally heroic private investigator.
It was just like the movies.
And I was hooked.
Mrs. Ross.
I was only gone for a minute.
I hope you won't tell.
Of course not.
Mrs. Ross?
I want you to know that I've always been
a big fan of both you and Mr. Martin.
I always wanted to meet you.
Since I was a kid.
I can't tell you how sorry I am that it had to be like this.
Thank you.
You know, I've seen him in so many pictures,
all of that action stuff.
It's hard to believe that something could...
could really happen to him.
You know, it's hard to believe that he's...
He's a real human being.
Yeah, I guess.
I can't tell you how really human he is.
That's why I love him.
Oh, Olivia.
Olivia, is... is... is he...
Not yet.
Let's get out of here and grab some coffee.
Well, we're here.
Here's your coffee.
Thanks.
Did you tell her about the... the guy with the gun?
No.
There's this, uh, cop who's been nosing around.
Unbelievable, this guy. He's a lunatic.
Yeah, he thinks one of us did it.
Yeah. I mean, I was never even near the gun.
Nobody was near the gun,
except special effects and props and...
And me.
You know, sometimes you really say stupid things, Billy Knox.
It's okay, Mert.
He's only saying out loud
what I'm sure everyone else is thinking.
Did she or didn't she?
That's not true.
Did she finally find out about his affair
with that stand-in on his last picture?
No, no. Nobody... Nobody's been thinking that.
The only thing they're thinking is
what a terrible tragedy this is.
Mert and I, we came over here in an attempt to see you,
be with you, help if we could.
Everybody's just as concerned for you, Olivia,
as they are for Jack.
But, well, we've all just gotta keep on going.
I mean, you've gotta keep on going.
- Jack would want that. - Yeah.
Oh, yeah, absolutely. I mean, Mert's right.
You know the best thing for you right now?
Keep right on working.
It would certainly take your mind off things,
give you a... a focus.
Besides, you're a pro.
I don't believe you two.
Jack could be dying and all that you care about
is finishing your damn picture.
Olivia,
we care about you.
Oh, you are so transparent, Billy.
You haven't had a hit since 23 Guns To Cairo,
and you need this one bad.
Olivia!
Now, wait a minute.
We've all been through a lot.
There's no reason to attack, Olivia.
Oh, spare me, Mert.
The only picture you've ever done
had dark lighting, an incomprehensible script,
and the Danish coastline. So you need it, too.
I don't.
Olivia.
Hey, can I have your watch and ring please?
- My watch and my ring? - Yeah, it won't match.
I'll take care of it. Don't worry about it.
I'll take good care of it, don't worry.
All right.
Okay, thanks very much.
All right, people, let's get ready.
I don't see what all the fuss is about.
You don't look like Jack Martin, short or healthy.
Are you getting a screen credit?
I don't know. I'm only doing this
so I can hang out with these people.
Yeah. Yeah.
You coming close to find out who did it?
No.
I sure hope those Sushi brothers know how to pull their punches.
It's their kicks I'd be worrying about.
You think they won't pull their kicks?
Scene 75, Take 1.
Now, remember, saunter.
And action, Magnum!
All right, Sushi brothers, come on.
Cue the dogs, Higgins.
Zeus, Apollo, attack.
Cut!
Higgins!
Down, lads. Back.
Higgins, the dogs are supposed to attack
the Sushi brothers, not Magnum.
Sorry, force of habit. It won't happen again.
Seventy-six. Take 1.
Action!
Take 3.
Take 7.
Take 10.
Cut it.
Save it. That's a print.
Get wardrobe.
Wardrobe. Wardrobe.
Get some robes for the Sushi brothers.
They're soaking wet.
Mert?
I'm sorry. I was looking for Mert.
I was at the hospital all afternoon.
When I came back, they said I'd find her here.
Oh, uh, she went to dinner with Knox.
Oh.
How's Mr. Martin?
No change.
Tomorrow they're going to try and get out
the bullet from near his lung.
They're worried.
Oh.
Sorry to intrude. I'll... I'll go.
No, no, that's all right.
Can I get you anything?
No, thank you.
Anything at all?
No, really.
- You're sure? A drink? - No.
Oh, thank you. Okay.
May I tell you something foolish?
Sure.
I really came to see you.
Me?
Well, I don't know you very well,
but you have a look
in the eyes, especially, that's very much like Jack.
When he was younger and happier.
Maybe a little more in love with me.
I'm sorry. Now I really do feel foolish.
Oh, there's no need to be.
You're very kind
and modest, which is where you and Jack part company.
Would you do me a favor?
Sure.
Would you read lines with me?
I'd really like to get my mind off things.
Me? I'm not an actor.
Well, go on, give it a try. Where's your script?
- It's over here. - Oh.
Okay.
Um,
you read the part of Victor.
Scene 79.
All right.
I'll start, all right?
"Just tell me one thing, Victor.
What really happened to your first wife?"
"I loaned her to a friend while I was out of town.
She was never the same after that.
Her bottom was covered with barnacles,
and her nose was cracked down the middle.
- There was nothing"... - Where are you reading?
Are you... Are you on Scene 79?
Yeah.
Let me see.
Oh, that's an old draft.
Come on, we'll read from mine.
Oh, all right.
Shall we try it again?
All right.
"Just tell me one thing, Victor.
What really happened to your first wife?"
No, no, we'll start again, all right?
Sure.
Just tell me one thing, Victor.
What really happened to your first wife?
"I don't know. Uh, she left the country,
and I never heard from her again.
But it never mattered because
then I met you and my life was changed."
Oh, Victor, I want to believe that.
It would make our time apart so much easier to bear.
"Believe it, Stefanie, because I love you."
Ahem.
Uh, it says here they kiss.
Excuse me, I...
For a second, I...
Bravo, bravo.
I am really impressed.
That was so real.
Tanaka, for once, I want a straight answer out of you.
What the hell are you doing in my guest house?
Magnum, I came here to arrest your guest
for shooting her husband.
How bad do things look?
Pretty bad.
That's what I thought.
I said it was bad. I didn't say it was hopeless.
I'm so tired.
I'm cold. Hold me.
We've been working nonstop on this film for three months.
We thought coming to Hawaii would be like a vacation for us.
Jack's shrink said it would do a world of good.
Jack sees a psychiatrist?
In this industry, doesn't everyone?
Lots of fragile egos in Hollywood.
How fragile is Jack's?
Like most actors, he's insecure about himself.
He hasn't had a hit for quite a while.
So I suppose he's depressed.
Enough to worry you?
I'm concerned. I mean, he's my husband.
But he's dealing with it.
How?
No more girlfriends.
No more cheap affairs with women who want
bed time with Jack Martin, the movie star.
He's taken a really long, harsh look at himself,
and gone for professional help.
I really thought he was better.
Are you trying to convince me
or yourself?
Miss, I'm ready now.
Tom.
Help me.
Oh, you're grandstanding, lieutenant.
You know me, Magnum. I'm not that kind of guy.
Oh, no? Out of the blue, you just go and arrest Olivia Ross
for the murder attempt on her husband? It doesn't make sense.
Really?
What part doesn't make sense to you?
Well, what do you got on her? Why Olivia?
Why not Carl, the prop man?
Carl gave Mr. Martin a prop gun.
He has lots of witnesses to back that one up.
He puts a white stripe on the clip,
indicates how much powder there is in that cartridge.
Okay, what about the others?
What about Mert Callaghan or William Knox?
Carl gave the gun to two people.
One of them was Mr. Martin.
The other one was Miss Ross.
Mr. Martin is now in the hospital almost dead.
The other one was Miss Ross.
Still doesn't make sense to you?
- Have you found the prop gun? - No.
My guess is she dumped it. Probably in the ocean.
And what's her motive?
I gotta be honest with you.
I don't have anything solid on that one yet.
But I've heard some stuff. You know, this Martin fellow,
he's really fine with the ladies.
What? You arrest someone based on gossip?
I arrested someone based on fact.
She had the gun and time to make the switch.
Well, maybe you believe that.
Maybe you've convinced yourself.
But you haven't convinced me.
He'll only hurt you
like he's done so many times before.
Stefanie, let him go.
Let him leave.
"I can't, Garson. I need him.
- Oh, do I"... - But you can't depend...
Quit jumping ahead. I still got one more line.
"I can't, Garson. I need him.
Oh, do I need him.
He's my life."
But you can't depend on him.
Not anymore.
T.C.?
Would you say your line, for crying out loud?
Hold on.
It says here you're supposed to grab
Stefanie by the shoulders and shake her.
T.C., that doesn't matter.
Now will you read the line?
"Let go of me."
Can't you put a little more into it?
How am I supposed to react off of:
"Let go of me."
Hey, man, I'm doing the best I can.
You ain't no Sir Laurence Olivier yourself, Orville.
What do you expect with you as my leading lady?
- Who's Laurence Olivier? - That does it.
I don't need this acting madness.
T.C.? T.C.?
You don't like my performance, you get you somebody else.
Like him.
Hey, what's the matter with you guys?
I'm not working with him anymore.
Hey, I'd rather fly my chopper
through automatic weapons fire
than do any kind of acting with you.
You know... You know something...
Cut it out, will you? I need your help.
T.C.?
Sure, man, I'd rather do anything
than acting parts with Mickey Rooney here.
- Where're we going? - Shh. Just follow me.
I've heard that before.
Didn't the cops search everything already?
Here, T.C., hold the light on the door.
You said you was going searching.
Now you're breaking and entering.
What makes you think the gun's in here?
'Cause just before he was shot,
Jack went in the motor home to fix his makeup.
And he had the gun with him.
Ow!
Shh!
Watch it, T.C.
Shh, wait a minute. I feel something.
Yeah, you're on my foot.
Oh?
Hey, T.C., bring that light back here, will you?
I can't see anything.
I'm looking for a switch.
Oh, there you go.
5-O must have used a vacuum cleaner on this rig.
So you saying that Jack switched guns or something, huh?
I'm hoping he did.
Hey, come on, you guys. You're not looking.
Yeah, but you're talking about suicide.
Look, Olivia said that Jack had been real depressed lately.
Maybe he was more depressed than people thought.
Come on, Thomas. Enough to kill himself?
Yeah, that's a little crazy, even for these people.
I mean, it's one thing to commit suicide,
but to set it up as part of a scene,
and then have your wife kill you?
Sounds real far-fetched to me.
And real sick.
Miss Ross, Miss Ross, do you have any idea
why your husband wanted to kill himself?
Miss Ross isn't answering any questions.
How will this affect the film completion, Mr. Knox?
The film is virtually complete.
Do you think the publicity concerning Mr. Martin's accident
will favorably affect the box office?
Will you use any of the footage in the film?
Even though you've been exonerated,
do you feel responsible in any way
for your husband's mental state
that led to his attempted suicide?
Forget him. Let's go. Now.
Am I responsible?
There have been rumors of Mr. Martin's increased alcohol consumption.
And of the deterioration within your marriage.
I don't know any of you people.
But you seem to know everything there is about me, about my husband,
even about our marriage.
Our lives are nothing, are they?
Just a story, an open book.
You invade our privacy, our homes, you go through our trash.
You take everything that you can find
and spread it across every newspaper in the country.
And while my husband lies dying in a hospital,
you are speculating on the effect
that the publicity will have on our picture.
And you have the audacity to ask me
whether I feel responsible for his mental health?
Well, thank you very much.
Thanks, fellows.
I'd done my part to save the lady in distress.
But life isn't as neat as the movies.
It doesn't fade out after the happy ending.
I'd go back to divorces and missing persons.
Olivia Ross would go on to another location.
I'd probably never see her again.
Tom?
I thought you'd be asleep.
No.
A warm bath, fresh change works wonders.
I'm glad I found you.
I expected to see you at my release
from that awful police station.
Well, I just thought I'd be in the way.
There's that modesty again.
You know, you carry it too far sometimes.
You know,
I've played this scene a lot for film
but in real life, words seem so inadequate.
How do you say "thank you"
and have it carry everything you feel?
It carries plenty.
They're showing dailies inside.
What do you say we go see how photogenic you are?
Miss Ross?
Hello, Higgins.
The hospital just called.
Mr. Martin regained consciousness for a few minutes.
He appears to be improving.
Oh, thank God.
- Can I take your car? - Of course.
I can drive you.
No, no, you go see your dailies.
No, no, I-I'm sure I can see them anytime.
I'd better see him alone.
You're a dear.
Well,
shall we go see how photogenic you are?
That'll work.
Damn good.
I say, this is delightful.
And so close to reality.
That's terrific. You see the way they flipped him into the water?
Oh, that really played.
If you'll excuse me.
You needn't be embarrassed, Magnum.
It's a stellar performance.
Uh-uh.
Here it comes, guys.
You sure you wanna watch this?
Now wait a minute.
Wait a minute. Wait. No, just a minute.
Can you back this up?
- Yeah, sure. - Magnum.
No, just back it up.
Stop it right there.
Are these takes printed in order?
Well, these here are, yeah. Why?
And this was taken after Jack got his makeup adjusted in the motor home?
That's right.
- What're you talking about? - That's the prop gun, isn't it?
The white stripe on it?
Yes.
I say, Magnum.
He does that all the time.
Does what?
Never mind.
Tom?
What are you doing here?
I came to stop you from trying again.
What?
You switched the guns.
What were you gonna do this time?
Pump his heart full of air?
What are you talking about?
Oh, you're really terrific, Olivia.
It's too bad this isn't a movie.
Tom, what is this?
When Jack came back from the motor home,
he still had the prop gun.
Oh, it's all in the dailies. I saw a white stripe
on the bottom of the magazine.
No, no, you switched the guns,
afterward, when you had trouble with your mike.
That isn't true, Tom. You found the prop gun yourself.
I let you lead me around by the nose.
You made me think Jack was suicidal,
and you planted the gun in the icemaker.
Oh, you played me really well, Olivia.
- Tom... - Why?
Okay, you're right.
But I hope you don't expect me to turn myself in.
Really? What else can you do?
What have you got?
You got a piece of film that's probably not too clear.
Could be a mistake.
And if you think this has been a good performance,
you wait until you see Olivia Ross
on the witness stand, mister.
She'll have them eating out of her hand.
Something you understand, too, Thomas Magnum.
At least you've done one good thing today.
You've saved Jack's life.
Congratulations.
Illusion and reality finally came together.
And like I always knew, deep down inside,
illusion never really had a chance.