like you have never known in your life.
Run, Waldo! I am running!
I want to place a call person to person...
to the President of the United States.
There's nothing you can do but lie in bed and contemplate...
the dire consequences of a hedonistic life.
First you tell me that you're an insurance investigator...
now you're telling me you're with the CIA?
Neither Mr. Norris nor myself bear any resemblance to the dashing James Bond.
Nevertheless, we are both professionals in the intelligence game.
Hiya, fellas.
In Paradise, each day is as gentle as the last.
Life flows easily from one moment into the next...
quietly washing away limits and boundaries...
until you think there are no rules at all.
That's a mistake.
There's at least one rule I'd promised myself I'd never forget.
If you're going to jump off a cliff...
be sure you're ready to fly.
You said you'd never go hang-gliding.
Said it was too dangerous. That's what you said.
Oh, look, a guy can change his mind, can't he?
I just thought it'd be good for business.
What's her name?
See, you automatically assume that it's a woman.
I just thought if I learned how to hang-glide...
I could, you know, sneak up on people.
Is she blonde or brunette?
T.C.
Bingo! Brunette.
Hello, Thomas. Hi, Savannah.
Feeling better?
Well...
Oh, don't answer that! Thomas Magnum's room.
A Mr. Higgins.
That is the fourth time today he has called to yell at me.
Hello, Higgins. How wonderful to hear from you.
I can't stay anyway. I'll let you talk to your friends.
No, no, this won't take long. Magnum?
I signed up for a diving class. I don't want to be late.
Two seconds, I promise.
Magnum, for God's sakes, are you there?
Yes, Higgins. I'm here.
You promised me over a month ago...
that you would handle the security for the exhibit.
Now, with less than three days to find a replacement, you pull out.
Higgins, you make it sound like I broke my shoulder on purpose.
I should have known better than to...
count on you to keep your word.
What? What? What did you say?
I realize that culture and history have little meaning to you, Magnum...
but the preservation of the Aloha Historical Society...
is of the utmost importance to Robin Masters.
Higgins, I told you I'd get somebody to cover it.
What are you doing?
People from all over the... Damn!
People from all over the world are coming to view this exhibit.
You're eating, aren't you?
You know how I hate hospital food...
and you're doing this to drive me crazy.
I am doing nothing of the kind.
What is it? Cream puffs?
The kind with the chocolate filling? Cream puffs?
I really have to go.
No, I wanna talk to you about something.
There is nothing for you to tell me except the name of your replacement.
Bye, Thomas. No!
Then there's nothing further for us to discuss.
No, wait-
Higgins? All right!
Higgins?
Beginner's luck.
The next time I get a crazy idea to take lessons...
will one of you two guys please stop me?
We tried, Thomas, but you said you knew what you were doing.
And you believed me?
Don't answer that!
You can't avoid your responsibilities, Thomas.
Look, all I need is for one of you two guys...
to baby-sit the photographs for me.
You can even take turns.
Man, I ain't cut out for this security business.
Rick?
Not me, buddy.
Don't answer that!
Magnum's Body Shop. Tell him I'm not here.
Who?
Tell him I'm in surgery.
Yeah, he's here. T.C.!
It's for you. It's the Club.
Hello?
Man, you seem quite a bit out of sorts.
No, really?
Waldo Norris?
Who's Waldo Norris?
It's got to be 15 years since I've seen him last.
Where's he at? I'll go pick him up.
He's where?
The last time that I saw you, I was bailing you out of jail...
and you promised me that it wouldn't happen again.
I'm sorry, Orville. I just didn't know who else to call.
How can you throw your life away like this?
You got everything going for you.
You're smart. You're funny.
I'm short.
You could be anything you wanna be.
And here you are, a common thief.
Oh, that hurts, Orville. How can you say that about me?
Just look at the police report. Breaking and entering?
Oh, sure, take the police's side of it.
Don't even listen to my side.
If they tell you that I'm breaking and entering...
go ahead, just assume I'm breaking and entering.
Waldo, what were you doing?
Breaking and entering.
But Orville, it's not what it looks like.
Will you just listen to me for one second?
Waldo, you're putting me on.
Insurance investigator?
Yeah, well, it's not a glamorous job, but it pays well.
Since when does an insurance investigator...
dress up like a cat burglar and break into people's homes?
Well, it's not exactly a home. It's more like a museum.
It belongs to these people named Vanderville.
They're trying to convert it into a...
What do you call it? Historical site.
They came over about a month ago with a bunch of antiques.
Said they were gonna display them to the public.
Only one of them turned up missing.
You ever heard of a place called Meissen? No.
Well, it's a place in Germany where they've made...
antique china figurines since about 1700.
Well, these Vandervilles had one dated 1810.
Said it got lost in the move.
Henderson-Aames doesn't think so. That's where I come in.
Well, who's Henderson-Aames? Not who. What?
Henderson-Aames is an insurance company.
They want me to prove the figurine is in the house.
So you broke in?
I thought I could get in, get a photograph and get out.
No one would be the wiser. It sounded good.
Didn't work out that way.
Hey, I'm just sorry to have involved you, Orville.
Hey, what're old friends for?
You got any other good ideas that maybe I should know about?
No, no, I'm gonna get that figurine by shuffling paperwork.
It might take me a lot longer...
but from now on this case is nothing but routine and paperwork...
paperwork and routine.
Look out!
Run, Waldo! I am running!
Cross at the corner, you jerks!
Rick once told me that...
the little people were God's chosen people.
Like leprechauns, lucky to have around.
I guess that depends on your definition of luck.
I told you, Waldo, we should have gone to the police yesterday.
What can the police do?
They can take a description. Show you pictures.
You think they're gonna listen to me?
They think I'm a...
What did you call it? Common thief.
Oh, Waldo. No, we're not gonna go to the police.
Some guy's shooting at me, and I wanna know who it is.
I know who it is.
You do?
Some guy the Vandervilles sent to scare me off the case.
Only we don't intimidate that easily, do we, Orville?
"We?"
What do you mean, "we"?
Well, I was just thinking, maybe you could help me.
No!
N- O, no!
You don't have to go in with me.
I just need to get back inside.
You said paperwork and routine. No breaking in.
That was before someone started shooting at me.
You can see how that would change things.
Well, why don't you call Henderson and... Aames.
And Aames, and tell them you're off the case.
You're right.
I've imposed on you too much already.
You bailed me outta jail and you put me up at your place.
What? No, what?
Oh, it's just that staying here with you reminds me of Taylor Street.
Do you remember Taylor Street?
Yeah, I remember Taylor Street.
There was this kid. He couldn't have been more than 16 years old.
Kind of looked like you, Orville, only more innocent-like.
Well, one day he comes to me and he says he's in trouble.
He says that some guy is out to break his fingers.
Says he wouldn't come to me, except I'm his best friend.
Anyway, he wants me to go out, risk my own neck...
to get my hands on some cash before the guy with the bad temper finds him.
'Course, back in those days, you did what you could to help a pal.
So, anyway, I go out and I get the money.
A nickel here, a dime there.
Funny thing.
That kid today, he's a big shot.
Runs a fancy club.
Who would've thought it?
Okay, Waldo. What do you want me to do?
I know where I made a mistake with the alarm system.
I think I can get in...
and get out. But I don't know how much time I have.
I want to be prepared. If you get caught...
I won't get caught, if I know where I'm going.
I need a floor plan.
The grounds are even more impressive...
than I had imagined.
They're certainly adequate for our little exhibit.
You're far too modest, Mr. Higgins.
This collection of artists' drawings and architect renderings...
should hardly be referred to as a little exhibit.
Still, to have attracted the attention of the Smithsonian...
that's an honor I had not anticipated.
Well, where do I begin?
Well, I've catalogued the sketches by island and year.
I would be most happy to go through them with you.
No need for me to take up any more of your time.
I don't mind.
No, I'm sure the sketches will speak eloquently for themselves.
Yes. Yes, you're quite right.
Oh, and on the day of the exhibit, if you'd be so kind...
to pose with one or two of the sketches...
I'm sure our readers will want to get a look at the man behind the event.
Certainly. Anything I can do to be of help.
Well, I'll let you get on with your work.
Oh, and when I'm through, if you would join me for a brandy.
It's not every day I run across someone who shares my love...
for Hawaiian history and architecture.
It would be my great pleasure.
Hiya, fellas.
I really wish you'd reconsider Thomas.
I can show you excitement...
like you have never known in your life.
Savannah- You can watch me until...
you are completely confident. And then we'll do it together.
We are not going to do it at all.
I like to do it face to face.
It is so wonderful to watch your partner's expression...
with heart pounding, ears ringing...
falling together through space until that moment...
when your body is jerked upward and shudders-
Savannah! As the chute catches and you float...
gently to the ground.
I am not going up in an airplane so you can push me out.
It's perfectly safe. Safe?
Are you kidding?
You're nervous. No.
No, you don't understand. Of course, I understand.
Everyone's nervous the first time.
No, you don't understand.
This is not my first time.
I did my share of jumping out of planes in the Navy.
It did not give me a thrill. I don't like it.
I'll go with you. You stay out of this.
Well...
if you change your mind, let me know.
You don't have to go yet.
Visiting hours are over.
Savannah?
Maybe, we could figure out...
something else that we could do together.
Bye, Thomas.
Bye.
How about a game?
Sure. Why not?
You mean it?
The Vandervilles owned it since 1947.
It was sold six months ago.
Who bought it from the Vandervilles?
Torpo Corporation. William Shuler, President.
Thanks.
Miss, who owned it before 1947?
Garth Braden.
Thanks again. You're welcome.
One thing I've learned being a private investigator...
never believe anything anyone tells you.
Unless you think it's true.
Waldo's story sounded a little far-fetched to me...
but then, I'm not Rick.
And Rick was sure that as soon as he checked it out...
he'd see that Waldo was telling him the truth.
Of course, Rick can be wrong, too.
I find it hard to believe that any friend of yours...
is a photographer for the Smithsonian.
He told you he was with the Smithsonian?
He showed me his identification.
I can't believe he's doing it again.
Mr. Norris?
How odd!
I wonder where he could have gotten to?
Looks like he went out through the double doors.
Don't be ridiculous. He'd never have gotten past the lads.
Oh, my God!
It's gone. The 1923 sketch of the Braden Estate is missing.
Braden? Garth Braden?
What are you doing? Telephoning the police.
Valuable property has been stolen from the estate...
and I intend to report it immediately.
Wait, Higgins, he's a friend of mine.
I'll find the sketch. I'll get it back for you.
Do you have any idea how much that drawing is worth?
I'm sure there's a very good reason Waldo borrowed it.
"Borrowed it?"
Bribed the lads and crept away like a thief in the night.
Just don't call the police.
Oh, hi, Orville. Don't "Hi, Orville" me, Waldo.
I need some answers to some questions.
Well, I'm on my way out.
Where's the sketch? What sketch?
The Braden sketch. What did you do with Higgins' picture?
Oh, I had to borrow it. I hope I didn't inconvenience that nice Mr. Higgins any.
Inconvenience? Is that how you describe lying and stealing?
Look, I'm sorry. I just gotta get going.
You're not going anywhere until you tell me what's going on.
Orville!
Henderson... Aames.
Henderson-Aames Insurance Company. They never heard of you.
No? No.
I can explain.
Oh, good. And while you're explaining that...
maybe you can explain how the Vandervilles...
could have possibly filed an insurance claim a month ago.
They sold that place and moved to Vermont last spring, Waldo.
Now, come on. I'm listening, you explain that.
I didn't wanna have to tell you this.
The company prefers that we keep a cover at all times.
Even with our families and our close friends.
What company?
I'm with the CIA.
Come on, Waldo.
First you tell me that you're an insurance investigator.
Then you tell Higgins that you're with the Smithsonian.
Now you're telling me you're with the CIA?
I know it's a little hard to believe.
A little hard!
Don't they have a height requirement?
Actually, my height works to my advantage.
I can get into places that ordinary men can't fit into.
And thanks to this sketch I got from Mr. Higgins...
I'll be able to get inside that house...
and find the figurine before Stewart does.
Who's Stew... Stewart.
The guy that was shooting at us.
A Meissen figurine was smuggled out of Germany...
in the final days of World War II.
Inside is a document that names the location and numbers...
of several Swiss bank accounts.
If Stewart gets his hands on that figurine...
that money will be funneled to a bunch of Nazi war criminals...
in South America.
Naturally, we'd like to find those accounts before he does.
Where you going? Going to get my jacket.
I don't know whether to believe you or not, but I'm going with you.
No! I can't put you in any danger.
I've got to do this on my own.
I can't let you go out by yourself...
with a giant like Stewart just waiting to blow you away.
My dad once told me that life is a trick done with mirrors.
You look at something from one direction, it looks like one thing.
You turn it over, it looks like something else.
I guess he was right.
Sometimes it's hard to tell who's a real friend...
and who's just an illusion in glass.
I told you the police would buy that story.
What are you doing?
I mean, Stewart just looks like the kind of guy...
you'd find dead in a parking lot.
Could've been a drug deal, anything.
What are you doing?
Orville, whoever killed Stewart is after that figurine.
I've got to get to it tonight.
You're not going anywhere until I find out who you're working for.
I told you who I'm working for.
And the Agency will be very pleased...
that you kept my name out of all this nasty business with Stewart.
I didn't kill him, Orville.
I gotta find that out for myself.
And until I do, you're under house arrest.
Why don't you call the CIA? They've got my personnel file.
It's 3:00 a. M. In Washington, DC.
I suspect, just suspect...
that there's nobody in at the moment.
You're not gonna lock me up here, are you?
What, are you nuts? I'm sure you could break out of here...
by the time I got my car in reverse.
No, Waldo, I'm going to stash you...
somewhere I know you're gonna be real, real safe.
I ain't baby-sitting no pint-sized fugitive.
Come on, T.C.
All I'm asking you to do is to make sure nobody goes in or out of here...
for a couple of hours.
You got Higgins pulling guard duty. You don't need me.
He slipped past Higgins once before.
I can't take the chance of him slipping by him again.
Look if the police implicate Waldo in this murder...
they're gonna hold me as an accessory.
If he pulls a vanishing act, that leaves me holding the bag.
Oh, so good old Theodore Calvin gets to pull backup brigade.
Who else can I call, T.C.?
Two hours. Thanks.
I'll be back. I promise.
Wonder what he promised Higgins?
Complete security duty for the exhibit.
Orville promised you all that just to keep an eye on me?
Not that it's any concern of yours.
A fella likes to know what he's worth.
As far as I'm concerned...
impersonating a representative of the Smithsonian...
is reason enough to have you incarcerated.
However, your friend Rick seems determined to see that you are not...
falsely accused of a crime, and since the Braden sketch has been returned...
The Winslow drawing. What have you done with it?
Sorry. I like to keep in shape.
Torpo Corporation? Never heard of it.
Does the name William Shuler ring a bell?
He's the guy that bought that place.
Rick, don't you think you're going to an awful lot of trouble for old Waldo?
Especially since he has this nasty habit of lying to you.
Maybe he isn't lying. Maybe he really does work for the CIA.
Do you know how unlikely that is?
Unlikely, but not impossible.
He gave me this code word and he told me that he can gain access...
into the company's computer anytime, day or night.
If the code word works, we can go in and get the personnel file out...
we'll know if he's telling the truth.
If the code word doesn't work, well, we'll know he's lying, again.
Again. Again.
Rick, how can you be so naive?
He gives you some exotic code word.
Look, he knows you can't get into their computer.
But that's where he's wrong. We can go through the NIA.
And you can call Lieutenant Poole.
She's in Washington.
She is? Yes.
Well, call somebody. Somebody should be able to get into that computer.
I can. What?
You can? Sure. My dad's company has a computer.
I call it up all the time.
You just plug this into here, like this, and call them up.
You'll get the information on the television. All you need is the code word.
O- R-R-I-S...
W- A-L-D-O. It's working. Here it comes.
Boston, Massachusetts, December 1941.
"Yale." Yale?
"Married 1964, Patricia Meyer Norris."
"One child, boy, Spencer, born 1965."
"Basketball scholarship, DePaul, 1983."
Basketball?
This is it.
"Operative for the Central Intelligence Agency..."
"since February, 1959."
I can't believe it. Way back then, he was always working for the CIA.
"Longshoreman, newspaper vendor, tour guide, actor."
Well, "actor" is perhaps an exaggeration. I only made one picture.
I was a stand-in for a chimpanzee.
I can't believe that all these years you weren't really Waldo Norris.
Orville, I was always Waldo Norris.
Yeah, but I thought you were Waldo Norris, conman, petty thief.
But instead, you were Waldo Norris, agent for the CIA.
All in the eye of the beholder.
I owe you an apology.
I'm sorry, Waldo. I didn't believe you and I should have.
No harm done.
If you're working for the CIA...
where were they when you got busted going over the wall?
I beg your pardon?
I mean, how come they didn't bail you out?
How come you had to call your old friend Orville, huh?
The CIA has no jurisdiction on domestic territory.
That's absolutely true.
If I'm caught doing anything, shall we say paralegal...
my superiors simply disavow any knowledge of me.
In fact...
they'd probably bring up that old chestnut about a height requirement.
Well, it's all well and good to stand around chatting...
but the man has a mission to accomplish and time is of the essence.
He's right.
If I may be so bold, I do have some expertise in these matters.
Perhaps, I can help you find a way to penetrate the fortress.
"Torpo Corporation."
"Torbo."
How are you supposed to do this with your arm in a sling?
Torpo.
"Shuler, William."
Shuler Billy?
H, not K.
"Billy Skuler."
"Operative, CIA. January, 1955, through April, 1980."
"Terminated dishonorably with partners Bubba Stewart..."
"Waldo Norris."
Holy smoleys.
My plan was to let myself onto the roof...
via this banyan tree...
and let myself in through the chimney.
But once inside, how do you propose to get the information back out?
With this floor plan, I should have no trouble locating the safe.
Once I have that information, I can break through the light beams...
and get to the wall before the guards nab me.
Risky.
Robin Masters' estate.
Oh, for heaven's sake, Magnum, we're busy.
Yes. All right. He wants to talk to you.
Hi, Thomas.
Have you considered the standard, double mirror device?
To trick the light beam into thinking it's continuous.
Yeah.
What an excellent idea.
Double mirror device? You guys are acting like you're 007 or something.
I realize that neither Mr. Norris nor myself...
bear any resemblance to the dashing James Bond.
Nevertheless, we are both professionals in the intelligence game.
Thanks, Thomas.
I'm afraid that's not true, Higgins.
Waldo Norris was dishonorably discharged from the CIA in 1980.
I was hoping you wouldn't have to find this out.
I thought I'd covered my tracks.
Where did you get this information?
Cross-referenced under Billy Skuler.
You get older, some things slip by you.
I'm afraid I still got to get into the house.
I can't let you do that. I'm calling the police.
Put down the phone.
Oh, man.
I'll tell you the truth.
The truth?
Who could believe anything you say, Waldo?
You use me, you use my friends.
You come up with one outrageous story after the other.
Who could possibly believe anything you say?
I thought we were pals.
Yeah, I thought we were pals, too.
Why didn't you trust me?
I'm trusting you now.
I'm working single-handedly to overthrow a plot...
against the President of the United States.
Man, this is where I came in.
Don't try to leave!
This is a matter of national security. I'll do what I have to do.
He will, T.C.
Six months ago, I was approached by Skuler...
with a plot to discredit the President.
A military coup in South America. The details aren't important.
What is important is helping out the President.
So I went along with the plot to get the goods on Skuler.
Does the President know of Skuler's plot or your actions?
No, nothing. Stewart caught wind of this and tried to blackmail us.
Skuler had him killed.
And me without any popcorn.
Man, the President doesn't even know you exist.
T.C.'s right. This is the most preposterous story you've come up with yet.
Call the President. What?
Go ahead, call him collect from Wally Norris.
Ask him if we're not friends.
The charade is over, Waldo.
All right then, don't believe me.
I'll handle this on my own.
Stay.
Oh, and, Orville...
it was nice seeing you again.
Now I'm calling the police.
I'm reminded of a time during the North African campaign.
Higgins, this isn't exactly the time for war stories.
Bear with me.
I believe this story has some relevance to our current situation here.
A young lad got wind of a regiment of Jerries on our left flank.
The lad tried to warn us of it, but he had an unfortunate style.
He had told one whopper too many, and sadly, no one took him seriously.
The Jerries surprised us, and when it was all over, I was the only one left alive.
If only we had listened to the boy who cried wolf.
You mean, you want us to believe this guy?
What can it cost us to place the call Waldo asked us to place?
All they can do is refuse it.
What if Waldo is telling the truth?
He isn't. But what if he is?
All right, Higgins.
But I'm gonna tell you right now, it's a waste of time.
We have a few moments to spare.
Operator. Hello, operator.
I want to place a call to the White House.
Person to person to the President of the United States.
Yes. From Waldo Norris. N-O-R-R-I-S.
One moment. Thank you.
Nothing's happening.
Patience, patience.
This is ridiculous, Higgins. The President's not going to accept a call from-
Waldo? Is that you, Wally, old buddy?
Here's to exciting times together.
How did you ever manage to get dinner for two catered to your hospital room?
Well, I sort of have this running tab with the King Kamehameha Club.
Where'd you stash the kid?
Oh, Lee?
Well, they discharged him. So there was an empty bed.
I mean, wouldn't be anybody else in here until tomorrow.
I mean... You know what I mean.
Are you all right? Yeah. No. Yes, I'm fine.
Here, put it in- I'm fine.
Put it in cold water. It'll take the burn away. Ow!
Thomas, I hope- Savannah, I-
No- You go first.
No, you go first.
Thomas, I am sorry. I just can't do it.
I wanted to impress you.
I wanted you to think I was an exciting, adventurous woman.
I do. I do.
I'm not cut out for hang-gliding...
and free falling and scuba diving-
Wait a minute.
What are you saying?
I'm the kind of girl that likes to go for nice, romantic walks on the beach.
I thought you said you'd been hang-gliding for years.
I lied.
You lied?
What is it? I broke my shoulder trying to impress you.
You're angry. Perfectly understandable.
And you want to take walks along the beach?
I wouldn't blame you if you never wanted to see me-
No, no, wait a minute.
I wish I could have been that kind of girl for you, Thomas.
I don't want you to be.
You don't?
No.
I mean, all I wanted was a nice, quiet...
maybe romantic dinner together.
Do you think we could do that?
We could do that. I'd love to do that.
Oh!
He's got to be here someplace.
He's had ample time to get inside. I'm sure we'll find him there.
How are we gonna get in? Leave that to me. I've gotten us this far.
Off we go.
It looks okay. Careful.
I'm quite certain this is where Mr. Norris made his mistake before.
It's wide open. To the untrained eye.
There it is.
Here, put these mirrors on the arms exactly as I did.
What is this? A double mirror device.
We'll bypass the alarm beam.
Ready? Ready.
All right, let's go.
All right, now very carefully...
place it three inches from the beam.
Now, position the mirrors exactly as I do.
Now, lower the arms exactly as I do.
Higgins, where did you learn all of this?
Now, very carefully, on the count of three, move it in front of the beam.
One, two, three.
Now...
step over the beam.
Hey, you. What're you doing here? Over here!
Higgins! I'll truss up this chap.
You see if you can locate Mr. Norris.
Run along, then. We've no time to lose.
How convenient.
Skuler.
A burglar breaks into my house.
There is an unfortunate accident.
The second one this week.
Distasteful things happen to people who double-cross me.
Waldo!
Just take it easy, pal. Don't do anything you're gonna regret here.
Can't we talk about this?
Higgins, you did it again.
Yes.
Orville?
Waldo.
Are you all right? Orville.
You came after me.
I suggest that we postpone...
the sentimental reunion until after we have completed our task.
You're right. How unprofessional of me.
I just haven't been up to my standard on this mission.
It can happen to the best of us.
We appear to be on schedule.
If this gentleman and the one in the hallway don't regain consciousness...
we should be out of here before anyone knows we've been in. Shall we?
Thanks for believing in me, Mr. Higgins.
I take pride in never making the same mistake twice.
All right, we must do it exactly as we did before.
Adjust that top mirror.
Now, keep your mirror even with mine as we go down.
Higgins, isn't this taking a little long? The slightest slip could...
set off the alarm and alert the entire security force.
It would be unfortunate if they aroused Mr. Skuler there.
Now, very gently, on the count of three.
One, two, three.
Let's go.
All right, take them carefully.
We don't need those now. Let's go!
Right on schedule.
Let's go!
Well done, T.C. Piece of cake, Higgie-baby.
So that's the figurine you were telling me about.
The antique from Germany?
This? A cheap imitation.
But these would've bought a lot of guns.
Did you ever find out...
why your buddy got kicked out of the CIA?
Yeah, he claims it was all a set up to keep an eye on Skuler and Stewart.
I suppose that could be true.
My guests are due to arrive at any moment.
May I ask why you are not at your appointed post?
I'll be there, Higgins. I'll be there.
Taking me some time to get this monkey suit on you ordered me.
Your uniform.
Magnum, I would appreciate it...
if you'd entertain your own guests in your own room.
My, he's a bit touchy today, isn't he?
He always gets that way when he's expecting company.
You can't pay any attention to him.
Just hope Waldo appreciates what I'm going through for him.
That's Savannah.
I promised her...
we'd take a nice, safe walk along the beach today.
Hi.
Who? Oh, yeah, just a minute. Rick, it's for you. It's the club.
Hello? Yeah.
Really?
Hey, guys, Wilber Allan Renfro's in town.
Who's Wilber Allan Renfro?
It's got to be like 12 years since I've seen him.
Oh, no.
Not again.
Hey, where is he? I'll go and pick him up.
Hey, wait a minute. You can't just hang up on an old friend.
Orville moved to Australia and left no forwarding address.
Thomas, I can't dump an old friend. You just did.
Look, I'm not going to let another one of your little friends...
get you in any more trouble.
Hello, Orville.
Wilber?