Magnum P.I.

It seems the White Knight is not so elusive after all.

Wait, I...

I know that voice.

It'd-it'd be a lot easier if you took this bag

off my head. I mean...

Viktor.

I knew it was you. I bet you feel

really proud of yourself right now, right? I mean,

you tracked me down. You captured me.

But did you ever stop to think that maybe...

maybe I let you capture me

because I've been looking for you?

Yes, I did.

I knew your friends were posing as mercenaries

from the moment I hired them to kidnap you.

On that note,

did you guys really have to be that rough?

We had to make it look like a real kidnapping.VIKTOR: Hey, hey.

That's enough.You guys threw me in that trunk, like, really hard.

Yeah, but we were in character.

You-you got to get in a kidnapper's head,

like, what would a kidnapper do?

And you got to do that.

I think you guys oversold it, you know?

You could've given me a power bar, a banana.

I was in that trunk for an hour.20 minutes.

What are you talking about? 20 minutes? That's insane.VIKTOR: I said

that's enough!You are such a baby.

I want the launch codes.

Other side, Drago.

You can put your hands down now.

That was, uh... impressive.

Oh, please.

Four precision shots in under a second?

I'm sorry, but that's...

absolute rubbish.

Sure, if the firearm

was an automatic, then yes,

maybe four shots wouldn't be out of the question.

But the White Knight was using a semiautomatic,

which, as any good marksperson will tell you, is just...

It's just not, um...

Forgive me.

I'm a stickler for authenticity.

Shall I continue?

I think we've heard enough.

Perhaps Ms. Higgins

could share something about Mr. Masters

and this lovely estate?

: Yeah.Certainly. Uh, let's see.

Well, after his time as a war journalist,

Robin Masters stayed here on the grounds in the guesthouse,

which is where he wrote his first White Knight novel,

White Knight: Queen's Gambit.

And he loved being here so much

that once the White Knight franchise

became a runaway global success,

he decided to purchase the entire property

and christened it Robin's Nest.

Who lives in the guesthouse now?

No one of any significance.

Well, I think we would all love to see where Mr. Masters

created the White Knight.

Would it be possible to tour the guesthouse?BOY: That would be

so cool.Uh, it's... it's quite early,

so the current tenant

is most likely asleep.

So, yes.

Yes, that's a wonderful idea.

Awesome.

Aloha.

Aloha.

So cool you live here.

No, uh, sorry, everyone.

This isn't actually the tenant.

This is one of his, um,

many, many, many friends.MAGNUM: Higgins.

Is that you? Oh!

Another tour group, huh? What's up, kids?

I was just making some of Thomas Magnum's

famous chocolate chip pancakes.

What do you think? You like pancakes?

Yeah!

Well, come on in. Yeah. Ooh!

Pancakes.

Mr. Magnum, are you a writer, too?

Uh, no, I'm a actually a private investigator.

Does anyone know what a private investigator does?

Hella cool things.

That's right. Hella cool things.

Does anybody know what else they do?

Save people who are in trouble.

Save people who are in trouble.

Private investigators do hella cool things

and save people who are in trouble.

That's what I did in the Navy,

and it's what I do right here in Hawaii.

You know, some people would say that I'm a hero,

but I just like to think of myself

as someone who serves.

And right now I'm serving

pancakes with chocolate chips.

Who wants one?

You know, just because you mash

the word "breakfast" into "hot dog,"

it doesn't make it okay to eat one this early in the morning.

Gonna need sustenance to crush those waves, homie.

Yeah because you definitely need

a healthy dose of dextrose,

Oh.sodium lactate,

Mmm.and hydrolyzed beef stock.

Talk dirty to me, Daddy.

Come on, man, hurry up.All right.

I do not want to get stuck in traffic.

Oh!

Gonna need some of these breakfast cakes, too.

Dude.What? I got to carb up.

Hydrate.All right. Thank you.

Yo, give me one of those.

What's up, man?Nice ink.

Yeah, I got a nice tramp stamp to go with it.

Buy me another beer, I'll give you a peek.

Were you in the sandbox?

I got military ink, and I'm in a chair. What do you think?

Look, no disrespect. We both served in Jalalabad.

Shammy.

TC. This is Rick.

Yeah, listen, uh, we're headed to the west side,

but we're gonna wait out traffic.

You mind if we hang here with you for a bit?

You buying the next round, you can hang all you want.

Well, I'm driving, but I'd be happy to pay.

Oh, oh, you're buying?

That's awesome. I'll take a breakfast beer.

You know what?

Get two beers. You want a beer?

Yeah.Make it three.

Bollocks. I mean, there is no chance

Magnum did anything close to that.

Higgins. Higgins! Hey, it won't shut off.

That much is obvious.

Did you install

a keypad alarm system into the Ferrari?

Seemed prudent.

It is, after all,

a $350,000 car.

So you're telling me I have to punch in a code

every time I want to start the engine?

Only if you find driving around with the alarm blaring

and the headlights flashing a nuisance.

You know what I find to be a nuisance?

Me?Yes.

This is obviously a security upgrade. Security is my thing.

I don't know why I have to keep telling you that.Are you done?

Yes, but only because I'm late for an appointment.

What is... what is the code?

It's, uh, Mr. Masters' birthday.

I figured that way you'd find it easy to remember.

Thank you. That is... that's very thoughtful.

It's August 4.

Right, August 4. I knew that.

August is the eighth month, Magnum.

I know.

Normally I'd be happy to stay

and have it out with Higgins, but I had to meet a new client.

Henry Barr, former sugar tycoon.

Very rich and very old.

Apparently he hasn't left his estate in years.

Not sure why a wealthy mogul

like Barr would want to hire a private investigator,

but I got to admit, I was pretty intrigued.

Mr. Magnum. I'm Reginald.

Please, come in.

You should know,

Mr. Barr hasn't been well these past few years.

I'm sorry to hear that.

What's wrong, if you don't mind me asking?

His memory has started to go.

He sometimes gets confused.

But today seems to be a good day.

Thomas Magnum to see you, sir.

He's the private investigator you hired.

Oh. Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes.

Nice auto. You have good taste, young man.

The guy I'm borrowing it from has good taste.

So what brings me out here today?

Elizabeth Cole.

My first love.

She was something else.

Challenged me like no woman had before.

She was smart.

Fearless.

She was all heart.

How long were you guys together?On and off

for a few years until I...

I ended it.

At the time I wasn't certain if she was the one.

But I can't say I regret breaking up with her,

because soon after, met my late wife, Vera.

Yeah.