Magnum P.I.

That bad, huh?

Sorry. It's just...

Well, you obviously had a tough day.

Working on your third round.

Doesn't really seem to be helping.

Am I that obvious?

Might I suggest the problem is you're doing it wrong?

You need to consume a lot more.

Only the hard stuff.

And...

you certainly can't drink alone.

- Two shots of whiskey, please. - You got it.

I'm Angie.

I'm Greg.

I'm sorry. I-I got to ask you.

Are you always this direct?

Not usually.

But, uh, my song,

it's gonna come on the jukebox really soon,

and I still don't have a dance partner.

Oh, well, it's-it's gonna take more than one shot

to get me on that dance floor.

Well, I am always up for a challenge.

But you know what? I-I shouldn't complain, though.

It's one of the few good union jobs left.

Yeah. Well, I work in medical sales.

The money is good,

but it can get lonely.

Oh. There it is.

- You're up, cowboy. - Oh.

- No, I don't know. - Come on.

Let's get out of here.

Now, when you said

you wanted me to go with you on a test-drive,

this is not what I had in mind.

Oh, come on. Get a load of this bad boy, huh?

Carbon fiber frame.

Convertible travel system.

I mean, you got to be kidding me. For that price,

you can buy yourself a decent used car.

What about that one? It's less expensive,

and it's got a convenient little cubby for your beer.

Pretty sure that's a cupholder for the baby.

No. Why would a baby need a beer, Rick?

- That's very irresponsible parenting. - Okay.

All jokes aside, a stroller

is a very good investment

for an active family.

Speaking of active families,

is, uh, Suzy ever gonna make an honest man out of you,

or are things just kind of status quo?

Mm, things are still very much status quo.

She told me last night

the thought of being physically intimate

with somebody was enough to make her want to vomit.

And this is coming from a woman

who is binge-eating pickles

wrapped in processed cheese slices.

Okay, so she's having cravings. Just not the right ones.

That's right. But, you know, I-I'm okay with it.

I mean, right now,

my job is to support her through this pregnancy.

If she wants to go further later on, great,

but, uh, you know, I'm not gonna force the issue.

It's still got to be tough, though,

spending so much time with her

when you have all these feelings, right?

I get that you don't want to jeopardize

the partnership. I understand

that part of it.

Okay, hang on.

Why, all of a sudden, are you asking

these deeply probing questions?

I mean, no offense, but you have

the emotional intelligence of a nine-year-old.

- That is not true. - Come on, man. We're brothers.

You can tell me anything.

All right. Um...

So, lately, I've been kind of coming to terms

with the fact that...

I may possibly,

uh, have feelings for Higgins.

Now, I know this is a lot to take in.

Uh-huh.

- What are you doing? - I'm just recording the date

- and time. - Of?

Of the moment where you realized

what the rest of us already know:

that you and Higgins are meant for each other.

I mean, TC, Kumu and I,

we got a text chain going about it.

Okay, first of all, a text chain?

That's pretty juvenile. Secondly,

it's not that simple. I mean,

Higgins and I are business partners, right?

If things go wrong, which they may,

it could be very awkward,

especially considering how close everybody is.

It would just get weird.

Oh, so you're gonna die alone for the sake of me?

That's very thoughtful of you.

No, that's not what I'm saying. What I amsaying is

that if I'm gonna explore this,

then I just want to make sure that it's...

it's the right move, you know?

Yeah, fair enough.

But maybe instead

of thinking of all the ways it could go bad,

you think of the ways it could go good.

You owe that to yourself.

Come on, man. You got this.

Ten.

Uh-huh.

Eleven!

That's outstanding, dude. That's a new high.

There's no way I'm gonna make my goal by summer.

Hey, that's what I thought when I first made it to boot camp.

Trust me, you keep doing this Marine PT,

you'll be busting out 20 pull-ups in no time.

All right? We rest when we dead, baby.

Plank position. One minute. Let's go.

You know, some people might consider this

a form of child abuse.

Look, you want to be able

- to post up bigger defenders, right? - Yeah.

This is what it takes.

Oh, thank you, God.

All right, get a drink while I take this.

Hey, Gordie, what's up?

Listen, I just spoke with Cade's social worker.

Is something wrong?

Well, she just found out his mom

has family back on the mainland.

They were recently notified about her death.

Seems they didn't know where she'd been living

or that she even had a son.

Wow.

- Okay. - There's more.

Cade's grandmother just flew in from Tennessee.

She's asking to meet with him.

- You still there? - Uh, yeah. Sorry.

I'm just processing.

So, this lady wants to meet, huh?

I'm guessing it's to make her case

as to why Cade would be better off with her.

How 'bout we just take things one step at a time.

For now, she just wants to set a time and introduce herself.

Yeah, okay.

But before we make that happen,

I want to meet with her first.

- Just the two of us. - Fair enough.

I'll set it up, send you the details.

All right, Gordie.

Is everything cool?

Yeah. It's all good.

Least, it will be

till you get halfway through this two-minute plank.

Two minutes? It was supposed to be one.

That was before I gave you a break.

Let's go, baby.

- Oorah! - Oorah!

Oh. Magnum.

How long have you been standing there?

Uh, sorry. I just didn't want to startle you.

Little early in the day, don't you think?

Something you need?

Need? No, there's nothing I need. I was just thinking

that since we don't have anything on the schedule,

maybe we could do something outside of work, like...

...hike Pillbox or something.

What is it?

Oh.

No, that sounds... lovely.

Unfortunately,

I already have plans.

Cole invited me

on a picnic. Hence the...

Cole.

So you're not just texting?

No. It's still very early.

I mean, we'll see.

Okay. Well...

have fun.

It's the front gate.

Hello.

Is this Magnum and Higgins Investigations?

- It is, yes. - I'm sorry. I know

I don't have an appointment, but I really need your help.

Okay. So, just so we're clear,

the last thing you remember is leaving a bar in Wisconsin

with a woman who had bought you several drinks.

And then, nearly two days later, you end up

on a beach on Oahu

with blood on your clothes

and no recollection of how you got there?