The security system is being disabled.
There's a plane arriving here in the morning to take you to Mexico City
if we can keep you alive that long.
Get us on the ground.
What's wrong with your side? There's a bullet in it.
I don't go after any suspect without checking out his background.
Yes. Yes, I have received the pictures.
But we cannot do business until you first identify yourself.
You say you are a private investigator?
You are asking for a lot of money,
how do I know you have all the other information that you claim?
Yes.
Yes, I can be there in an hour.
Yes. I will come alone.
The Pacific horizon can be a very inspiring sight.
But it can also be kind of depressing
when you find your personal horizons a little lacking in rainbows.
Paradise has a way of seducing you into a sense of stagnant well-being.
A feeling that you're experiencing life at its best,
so why go looking for anything better?
Then one day I realized why rainbows never get boring to look at.
They're always changing.
My own colors were fading from standing still.
So why not put a couple of new humps on my horizon?
Grow, change, learn some new things.
Spread my wings and fly a little.
Even if I fell back to earth a couple of times in the process.
Pull up on the collective.
Easy. Easy... Hey, I've got it. I've got it. That's it.
No more lessons from me.
Oh, come on, one little mistake.
One little...
You had us going backwards on the lift-off,
at 2,000 you had us going sideways,
and then you came within inches of crashing us into the landing pad.
Well, what about all the things I did right?
What about all the things I've learned?
Sure. Right.
After six hours of flight lessons,
you learned how to shut the engine off.
I've learned more than that.
Like what?
You keep making the same mistakes every time we fly.
T. C., I'll double what I pay you.
Sure you will.
If you get that job in Oklahoma.
No ifs. I'll get it. I just have to be a pilot.
Look, I can make more there in one three week job
than I can here in an entire year.
If you're a pilot.
You are not a pilot.
You are not going to be a pilot.
Why don't you call that oil company and tell them you lied.
I did not lie.
Not exactly.
Besides, you know there's more at stake here than just a job.
What if we're up there one day and you suddenly have an attack?
Well, this young man's heart is just fine,
as long as he doesn't let you touch that stick.
T. C., you all right?
T. C., come on. Stop fooling around.
You should consider yourself most fortunate.
Yeah, I know.
I'm sorry. I guess I'm a little worked up
about losing 10 days of solid bookings.
Can't fly for 10 days?
Perhaps for two weeks, according to the doctors.
What did you learn at the police station?
Just that they think the gunman fired from the highway,
across from the helipad.
You have any idea who might have done it, T. C?
Are you kidding? I wish I did.
Well, never mind. I'll come up with something.
You just concentrate on getting well.
I mean, if you heal fast, you might be flying in a week.
What? No, no.
Forget it. No more flying lessons for you, buddy.
Magnum, how could you?
Thomas, I don't believe it.
Is that all you've got to think about, is your pilot's license?
No. Come on, that's not what I meant.
Getting my pilot's license is the farthest thing
from my mind till we find out who shot at T.C.
Mmm-hmm. Then you're going for the license, right?
Well sure. Why not?
I'm making progress. Magnum, please. Give up this folly.
Call that chap in Oklahoma and admit to him that you lied.
I didn't lie.
The guy said, "Will you be able to fly our company chopper
"around the oil fields to investigate?"
He didn't say "Can you?" He said, "Will you be able to?"
And I will be able to. I've got six weeks.
The noontime news is on. I'm gonna see if there's anything about the shooting.
Okay, so nobody believes me.
But once we find out who shot at T. C.,
I will somehow, someway get my pilot's license.
In six weeks?
Oh.
Good luck with your new instructor.
Shh! Quiet, guys.
...by a gunshot today. He had reportedly just finished giving a flying lesson.
Calvin, owner-operator of Island Hoppers Air Charter Service, was,
according to HPD reports, shot once, in the chest,
presumably with a high-powered weapon,
and from a considerable distance.
However, an Island Hoppers spokesman is now quoted as saying that
foul play is not suspected.
Well, that brings us around to the lighter...
What idiot would give out such a ludicrous statement?
The same idiot that claims to be my spokesman.
Well, somebody had to mind the store.
I heard the news report on the radio about the shoot... The accident.
So, well, naturally, my first inclination was to rush to the hospital.
Naturally. Exactly.
But then I thought, "No, no, that's just what all his good friends will do
"and I'd just be in the way."
So, then, naturally, the next thought that occurred to me was,
"Who's looking after T.C.'s business?"
So you just naturally rushed on down here
and took charge in a moment of crisis?
Exactly. And lucky I did.
Because when I got here the place was standing open and crawling with press.
But don't worry, these are the last two left and they're just leaving.
I handled all of them.
Like that stupid crack that foul play wasn't suspected?
Shh!
Naturally I told them foul play wasn't suspected,
I'm trying to save T.C.'s image here.
I mean, who would want to fly with a guy somebody's trying to kill?
Yeah. That's very thoughtful of you, Mac.
Thank you.
So, can you empty your pockets and show me your wallet?
I think I'm being insulted.
No, just accused, naturally.
T.C. Always has about 500 in cash in his office, for emergencies.
Now if I walk in there and don't find it...
Well, you won't!
Because I secured all the cash I found.
I hate that word! Don't say secured when you mean stole!
I secured all the cash.
Now if somebody had snuck in there and stolen it
while I'm still on the premises, I'd feel pretty silly, now, wouldn't I?
What else is missing, Mac? Nothing.
I haven't taken anything from that office. I have only given.
Of my time, my creativity, and my years of managerial experience.
Mac, please leave.
Well, you're welcome.
He wouldn't put himself out for a little cash.
With this guy, it's always a major angle.
Naturally.
Well, we've got to take care of T.C.'s biggest problem.
Help me tie down the rotors of the chopper.
Then we'll go...
Mac? Okay, what's missing?
What was he after?
Mac didn't take anything from the office.
T. C., why do most of your shipping invoices list unspecified cargo?
Because some of the shippers are too lazy to itemize.
Yeah, well, maybe they don't want to.
Maybe they tried to slip in some kind of contraband
and got scared that you found out.
And I would have, too.
I check every unspecified item.
Look, maybe I just got hit by some idiot with lousy aim out taking target practice.
Hey, don't forget to lock up. Struck out.
And check my messages for me, too.
What? Yeah, sure, T.C.
Did you and Rick have any problems securing the chopper?
Well, actually Mac secured the chopper. No problem.
Oh, great, thanks.
Oh, yeah, the doc says I'll be out some time late tomorrow.
Tomorrow? No, stay there.
I mean it's safer there.
You expect me to stay here at 300 bucks a day until we find the sniper?
No way.
No, I guess not. Bye, T.C.
Thomas, he's gonna want to come by here the minute he gets out.
Now we gotta go find the chopper.
Any luck on Mac yet?
His landlady says she hasn't seen him since early this morning.
But I got the place staked out,
he's probably at some chopper chop shop somewhere.
Rick, we don't know for sure that Mac took the chopper.
Hey, will you quit defending him? I'm not defending him exactly.
Yes, you are.
This bum's conned us all at least once.
You better start realizing that this isn't your good old honest friend Mac.
Thomas, the real Mac is dead.
And this Jim... Jim Bonig.
The point is that you've got to quit letting him off so easy
just because he looks like the old Mac, Thomas.
I am not letting him off, but I still don't think he could be connected
with an attempt on T.C.
Magnum, I've been trying to reach you.
You received a call from a client who said that it was urgent
that he reach you, a matter of a long overdue fee.
Therefore I referred him to Island Hoppers.
I trust the payment will be sufficient to cover your outstanding indebtedness
to Mr. Masters, including upkeep on the Ferrari
and maintenance on the tennis court.
And I... I got call on all money.
Your tab's through the ceiling.
Rick nobody owes me a fee.
Cut it out, Thomas, Higgins just said...
No, he didn't just say it.
He must have left that message while T.C. Was giving me my lesson, before the shooting.
He didn't mention the phone call to you at the hospital?
I don't think he thought it was important. But maybe T.C. Was right.
Maybe he was hit by mistake
because he was sitting on the right side of the chopper
where the passenger would normally be.
You?
Whoever made that call to Higgins was probably the gunman looking for me
and he got T.C. Instead.
You're right, Mr. Magnum.
We have to hurry.
Valez's men probably know you've come back here by now.
Who's Valez?
Stop it, Mr. Magnum.
Everyone knows about what you pulled off last week.
You have to go back and tell the truth. Now wait a minute.
We're going back to Oklahoma?
You've got to be kidding. Just because Thomas lied about being a pilot,
somebody's gotten bent out of shape enough to...
All right, all right.
Well, maybe now I can get a simple thank you.
All I did was save your life.
Most people put their house keys with their car keys.
Well, I don't happen to be most people.
But you should just be thankful that I had to come back
and get it and heard what was going on.
And that I had the presence of mind to secure this from their glove compartment.
It's a shame we didn't have a little more backup, we might have gotten the girl, too.
I was trying not to hit a lady.
Okay, fine. Look, who are you?
And where were you and the girl trying to take us?
His name is Emilio, and he's from Mexico City.
You speak Spanish?
Naturally, I speak Spanish. I studied for the priesthood in Paraguay.
Okay, so I was a dropout, but I did attend a seminary... Never mind.
Ask him about the girl.
What's he saying about me?
And who's Pasqual Valez?
You got to be kidding.
He's only one of the biggest crime bosses in Mexico City.
So you really got the goods on Valez's organization last week, huh?
Thomas, you were in Mexico City last week?
I thought you were in Oklahoma City.
I was.
You tell Emilio that he's coming with me
to find someone who speaks Spanish.
Well, what do you think I've been doing?
I'm not sure, Mac.
That's why I like a second opinion on what Emilio told you.
Besides you've got something more important to do. Find T.C.'s chopper.
Find it? Why, did he lose it?
Knock it off, will you? You know you stole it.
Me? Why is it always me?
Why would I liberate T.C.'s chopper?
I hate that word, too.
Now, you bring back T.C.'s chopper that you liberated, stole by tomorrow.
Island Hoppers.
Magnum, come home at once.
Oh, Higgins. Look, you speak Spanish, don't you?
I need you to do some translating.
And I need you here, now please hurry.
Yes, do hurry, Mr. Magnum.
I will shoot Mr. Higgins if I have to.
What do you want? Follow my instructions.
Bring Emilio here with you,
do not call the police, and come under concealment.
You're a dead man if Valez's men see you,
and so is your friend Mr. Higgins if you cross me.
No sign of a tail.
Mac must have lost them for us.
Yeah, and I gotta find him.
Rick, the best way to guarantee that you'll see Mac
real soon is to have his car. His life is in here.
Listen, Valez may have the estate staked out... Wait a minute.
I don't believe this. What?
Marvel Comics, volume one, the first Tales from the Crypt,
Huey, Dewey, and Louie on Vacation...
All in good condition. Do you know what these are worth?
You better worry about what your life is worth.
Okay, you'll lean on Mac about the chopper when he gets back to T.C.'s office
and you'll check with Ice Pick about Pasqual Valez.
Thomas... The lady said come alone.
Okay. Let's go, Emilio.
Emilio. Maria?
Magnum. Higgins.
Tea?
You're supposed to be a hostage.
Miss Torres has explained why it was necessary for her
to take such drastic action to bring you here.
Magnum, why didn't you tell me where you really were last week?
Look, Miss Torres...
Maria.
I'm sorry that I had to leave so quickly before,
but it's most awkward for a federale to be questioned by the American police.
You and Emilio are Mexican agents?
There's a plane arriving here in the morning to take you to Mexico City
if we can keep you alive that long.
We'll have to have your testimony to nail Valez once and for all.
Fine.
But I want more than protection.
What I know about Valez goes to the highest bidder.
We are the highest.
How much?
A lot.
How'd you know about me?
And how did Valez? As a matter of fact,
I pride myself on being discreet.
Yes, you apparently confided in no one.
I'm sorry, Higgins, this was too big.
I used Oklahoma City as a cover, I commuted to Mexico every day,
I used a fictitious name with Valez's men.
Not according to our sources, you didn't.
I used my real name?
But claimed you were from Chicago.
Naturally, it didn't take us, or Valez, long to trace you here.
Naturally.
Higgins, ask Emilio
in Spanish what the guy in T.C.'s office said to him.
It seems Mac threatened to pour gasoline in Emilio's navel and ignite it
if Emilio didn't talk.
I want to know if he asked him anything about me.
Mac asked if Emilio or Maria had ever seen you.
Have you? Maria?
Can you swear I'm the man you're looking for?
We know that a private investigator named Thomas Magnum
was working undercover in the Valez family.
What are you doing?
I can straighten this out with a couple of phone calls.
The phone's dead.
The security system is being disabled.
Magnum, someone's on the grounds.
Stay here.
Valez.
I tried to tell you. Now it's too late.
Any idea how many men Valez brought with him?
As many as it takes to kill you.
Emilio.
Higgins, where are the dogs?
At the kennel for a grooming.
Great.
You picked today to get them a haircut?
I had no way of knowing that we would be re-fighting the Alamo this afternoon.
Really, Magnum, you've no right to involve the Robin Masters estate
in your clandestine affairs. Higgins.
I was in Oklahoma.
No Valez. No Mexico.
It will do no good for you to try and change your story now.
Maria's right.
Actually, I'm impressed that you'd attempt to expose a South American mafia king...
I didn't.
As soon as I can get to a phone, I'm going to call Oklahoma,
and they will verify for you and Maria
that I was there the entire week discussing oil rig vandalism.
They stopped shooting.
What in God's name are you doing?
Look,
we're gonna need a bunker to... So we can see them entering from any direction.
Emilio.
The sixth century Vishnu from the temple of Angkor
and the Gauguin deserve to survive.
Hey, where are you going?
Oh, my God.
An O. Henry first edition and Balzac was barely spared.
You won't be spared if you don't stay under cover.
Miss Torres, I assure you, I'm quite capable of taking care of myself.
Higgins, what happened to the ammo for the guns in Robin's gun cabinet?
All ammunition was removed to the garage last week for
the Annual Home for Incorrigible Boys Open House. Emilio.
Why didn't you put it back after the incorrigible boys left?
Never mind. Where's the extra rounds for the Webley?
In the study. I'll fetch them. Look out!
Never mind, they're in the house.
Someone must have heard the shots and called the police.
Emilio's dead.
I'm sorry.
We have to get out of here before they arrive.
Higgins, look, I'm sorry for dragging you into this.
I'll tell the police about Valez, but until we can prove it, you're still a target.
You'd better go.
Thanks.
Nothing except a battle lost
can be half so melancholy as a battle won.
You picked a good place. Hardly anyone ever comes out to this strip.
Thanks. I did my research.
If you're safe anywhere right now, it's here.
Why do you make it sound like I'm the only one in danger?
Am I in danger?
You are if Valez finds us and we can't fight our way out.
Salud.
I hope pepperoni's okay.
Is that the guy you called?
That's a terrible joke.
I am sorry.
I try to make jokes occasionally.
So who did you call when we stopped for the pizza?
A guy named Rick, who's trying to reach a guy named Ice Pick,
who just might know a guy named Valez.
Whom you still think you just might be able to deal with
for your information, and live.
That plan failed in Mexico City, remember?
I wasn't in Mexico City.
I just want a chance to try to convince Valez of that.
I've always been told it was messy.
It is.
You're kidding.
You never had pizza?
It just never appealed to me.
No forks?
No, you don't need one.
See, what you do here is you just...
You gotta kind of curl it up.
You're right, it is messy, sorry.
Mmm.
So, why do you do it?
Eat pizza? I'm a cheese freak. No.
Why do you do dangerous things like go after big men like Valez.
I don't.
You know, no one's ever worked their way into his crime family before,
learned his best kept secrets in a week.
I didn't.
Okay, I didn't reach the guy in Oklahoma,
but I'll reach him tomorrow, I'll prove it to you.
There's no time for phone calls. The plane will be here right after dawn.
I won't be getting on it.
Where does it hurt?
Let me see.
Thanks.
That's a result of my encounter with your friend.
My friend Emilio?
It's okay.
He knew it could happen, being a federale.
Why do you do it?
Maybe one of these days I won't.
Maybe I'll find something saner.
Yeah?
If you did, what would you do if you got out?
Just what you did.
I don't go after any suspect without checking out his background.
It's not going to work, Maria.
No, not as a permanent relationship,
but maybe we could just... You know what I mean.
I'm not going to Mexico.
I'm not either,
not until morning.
Yeah, yeah. I reached Ice Pick.
I'm gonna tell you, Thomas, he wasn't real thrilled about being disturbed at 3:00 a. m.
What did he say about Valez?
He knows him.
But he can't help you except to tell you that Valez flew in here yesterday.
Ice Pick doesn't know where he's staying on the island?
He doesn't want to know, Thomas.
Just forget about it. He said that he won't deal with Valez for anybody.
Did Mac meet up with you?
No, listen to this,
he called me at midnight to tell me that he might have found T.C.'s chopper.
Rick, listen, see if you can find him, it's important.
Tell him I'm flying out of Molani Airport for Mexico in an hour.
You're not really going to go there, are you?
That is up to Mac. See what you can do. Okay.
Thomas? Hey, Thomas, Thomas!
Maria. Time to wake up.
It's okay.
I went to sleep. It's okay.
Your plane should be landing any minute now.
I never sleep while I'm working.
Well, then I guess you don't sleep much.
Here, you want some coffee. It's only an hour old.
You went out?
They could have seen you, followed you here.
I had to check in with my friend Rick.
Looks like I'll be looking for Valez myself.
Oh, will you put that down, I didn't have to come back here, remember?
The point is you did.
And you're getting on that plane.
You don't really care whether I'm the Magnum you're looking for or not, do you?
You're job is just bring in the suspect.
If you have no information, you'll be released.
In what condition? Your people will get a confession out of me,
whether it's true or not, and you know that.
You can't really believe I'd let that happen.
I don't know what to believe about you.
And last night didn't change that.
People in your line of work can have strange priorities, I know.
Magnum.
Am I glad to see you!
Yeah, Mac, I knew you would be naturally concerned.
That's why I was hoping Rick would tell you where I was.
Oh, he told me a lot more than that.
What's this crazy story about you going to Mexico City?
No, Mac, I'm not going. You are.
Maria says the federales are the highest bidder. Any price.
You should sell to her.
Any price?
If you had anything to sell.
Drugs, rackets, numbers...
I have names and places that tie straight to Valez.
I want a million cash.
Now your syndicate should consider that a bargain,
considering that I'm removing the opposition.
Magnum, she's no federale.
Hey, I know what I'm talking about. Why don't you ever believe me?
I believe you. You'll get your million.
And you, I'm afraid, have become expendable.
Sorry, Thomas, I would have had to have killed you sooner or later.
You're welcome.
That pilot's bound to be with the same outfit Maria worked for.
A rival crime family.
He's coming towards us.
You know, with what I had on Valez, they could have turned him over to the federales.
Why, Mac? Why did you get me involved in this?
Can we discuss this a little bit later?
Right now we better worry about this pilot.
Valez.
His men must have seen the plane landing. Let's go.
Magnum, would you come on?
Mac...
Mac!
Is this how Thomas Magnum got into Valez's family,
as a Spanish-speaking pilot?
I wasn't a pilot for them.
And I swear, I never told Valez your name.
His men knew me as Trini Oliva.
The one time I did use your name, is when I had to flash your license
to verify some facts with the police.
My license?
Exactly.
And I think Valez's has some friends down at the police department,
'cause they sure knew that Trini Oliva
was the same as Thomas Magnum when they came here to kill me.
Kill me, can you beat that?
Hey! Valez told me he was coming alone.
Mac!
Damn, I'm good.
Didn't I tell you? If I hadn't burst my eardrums, I'd still be a jet pilot.
Why, Magnum... Oh.
Why, Magnum, why don't you ever believe me?
Mac, what's wrong with your side?
There's a bullet in it.
What?
There's a bullet in it.
Mac, get us on the ground. You bet.
Just as soon as we get to Mexico.
Mexico?
Naturally, they gave us enough gas in this bird to get us there.
Well, Magnum, I just want to do the right thing.
I want to get these papers to the federales.
Besides, if we stayed here any longer,
Valez and his men would just keep coming after you.
Not with what you have in that little book,
that's what I've been needing to get him picked up.
Now, tell me where he's staying.
How would I know where he's staying?
Because you know everything else about him.
Now give me the address, you can't make it to Mexico.
Would you please just look in the kit
and see if you can find something to help stop this bleeding.
Peanut butter and jelly?
And no medical supplies.
Mac, give me the address and turn us around.
Okay, it's 8630 Cranebrook.
But, Magnum... Magnum, listen, grab the wheel.
What? Grab the wheel.
Now listen carefully,
the plane's in trim, you shouldn't have too much trouble.
Until you start down.
Until I start down?
Now, listen, turn the plane around.
How?
You make a U-ie to the right.
Mac?
Okay, Tommy, don't panic.
My name is Art and I'm a CAP Pilot. We're going to get you down.
Just don't panic, Tommy, okay?
It's Thomas. And I'm not panicking.
And I don't want to come down until the police get that message.
Check 3680 Cranebrook.
They've got it, Tommy.
Thomas! Check.
We just find a little familiarity relaxes people in life-threatening situations.
Well, thanks, Arty.
Did you get ahold of Rick Wright?
Check. He says that T.C. Cannot get out of the hospital until later,
and that Rick has sent some other help. Now, listen,
you're gonna have to lose all that extra fuel before you crash...
Before you land the craft.
Well, you mean, I gotta fly around here till the tanks are empty?
Negative. Look for a fuel jettison near those tanks in the back.
Don't smoke, Magnum, please.
And watch your altimeter at all times.
Higgins? You're the help Rick got?
It's an instrument on your panel that vaguely resembles a clock.
If the hand on the clock starts spinning, you're losing altitude.
Higgins, get off the mike.
I'm merely translating the pilot's technical terms into Magnumese.
You're not a pilot! I've had experience.
What experience?
I happen to be a member of the Goldfish Club,
a group restricted to those select few
who have jumped over 5,000 feet into ocean water.
What does that have to do with flying?
In this instance, a great deal.
I suggest you check the cockpit for a parachute.
Art and I can instruct you in a ditching procedure.
Now, that sounds like a good idea to me, Tommy.
Yes, Tommy, look for a parachute.
Look, yeah. Thomas. And there's a couple of parachutes here,
but there's no way I can get Mac into one.
Check. Then let's start dumping that gas.
I know what you're thinking.
Six hours of flight instruction in a chopper
does not make you a fixed wing pilot.
But I knew it could be done.
Doris Day did it in Julie,
Karen Black did it in Airport.
Julie Hagerty did it in Airplane!
The question was, could I do it?
After all, I wasn't a stewardess
with a reassuring fatherly voice talking me down.
I was a guy. A guy, who T.C. Said had no talent for flying,
being talked in by Higgins, describing spinning clocks.
I just had to hope that you didn't have to be a female
to land a plane on your first try.
And that Art could out-talk Higgins.
You made that bank like a pro, Thomas.
How's your altimeter?
I'm at 2,000.
And you're steady? Check.
That's incredible. Are you sure you haven't flown before?
No. I guess it's just natural talent.
Okay, you're on final approach.
Now, listen up.
One final thought on Doris, Karen, Julie and expanding one's horizons.
Life can imitate art,
and what the girls did in artful film fashion,
Art was helping me do in real life.
As for horizons, life's full of choices.
I decided if I got on the ground again,
I'd give up my idea of becoming a pilot.
Now I had one more choice to make,
be an instant Lindbergh or be in several pieces.
Down, Thomas, push down, gently.
You're not listening. I said push down.
He made it. He actually landed.
Mac!
Hip, hip, hooray! Hip, hip, hooray! Hooray!
Hip, hip, hooray!
Wait a minute. Where's the brakes?
Guys? Arty?
Higgins? Come on, where's the brakes?
Will you please tell me where are the brakes? Higgins!
I wanted to talk to you guys before I saw the priest.
To get some things off my chest while there's still time.
Mac, please. No. No, no, listen.
I slipped into Magnum's place, and I secured his P.I. License,
and I had it duplicated
and that's how his name got mixed up in all of this.
But it was worth it because I nailed Valez.
Thomas nailed Valez.
Exactly. T. C., I wanted to tell you that
the guy I leased your chopper to knew from the beginning
that you were going to get six percent.
Thanks, Mac.
But since you won't be with us much longer, I've drawn up these papers
signing me over your car, your checking account, to cover my troubles
and the shooting up of my van.
All right. No problem.
I'll sign these when I get my strength back.
Perhaps you aren't going to get any stronger, Mac.
Best that you sign it now.
Rick has one, as well.
You'll be leaving me your life's savings.
I checked the account and there's only about 25 bucks in it,
but it will take care of all my troubles, not only that, Mac,
it will give me something to remember you by.
Try again, Mac.
You should be getting stronger.
See, I talked to your doctor this morning,
he said you did have a close call,
but you should be up and around by the end of the week.
Hasn't he told you that?
Mac gave me something, too, guys.
What did you get? My life insurance? My mother?
No, Mac.
Your comic books.
Doesn't even the score, but it's a start.
What do you mean it doesn't even the score?
Some of those were worth a fortune.
I know Huey, Dewey and Louie on Vacation
and Tales from the Crypt are,
so maybe I'll feel different when I go through the rest of the box.
Magnum, are you referring to the duck and monster books
I found in the trunk of Mac's car?
Yes, they were extremely valuable.
Were?
Yes, they paid half the cost of an O. Henry first edition.
Naturally, I knew you'd want to contribute to the estate damages.
Naturally.
I hate that word.