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. Let me finish. Please!
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.