"Nice move, Agatha." "You almost clipped my tail that time." "Higgins?" "I'm going to kill you." "Good morning, Mr. Magnum." "Hi, Agatha." "Higgins, do you have any idea what time of day it is?" "I do." "It's practically the crack of dawn." "Dawn was one hour and 12 minutes ago, which, for your information... most people consider the beginning of a beautiful day." "For you, apparently, it means the end of a sordid evening." "Oh, watch it, Agatha, I could have brought you down with that one." "That sound, I find it quite irritating." "Hung over, no doubt." "Probably trying to impress a date by entering... what some of your society friends would call a chugalug contest." "Higgins, what are you doing playing with toy airplanes?" "They are not toys." "They are perfect replicas of RAF and German war planes." "You're playing with toys like little children." "We are re-enacting one of the most brilliant... aerial dog fights of the Battle of Britain... in preparation for the Queen's jubilee." "I am in command of the RAF." "Agatha has been gracious enough to accept... the thankless job of taking the Nazi side." "Well, stop it, now!" "Where do you get the gall to tell me what I should or should not do?" "Higgins, I am in no mood to argue." "Just do it!" "Jonathan- Stay out of this, Agatha." "But" " Decent people can't sleep all day... they work for a living." "Jonathan!" "I'm between cases right now." "Perhaps you wouldn't be if you stayed home... and checked your answering machine once in a while." "It's broken." "Did somebody call me?" "Jonathan!" "Rick." "I left a note on your bureau." "Obviously, you were too intoxicated to notice." "I was not intoxicated and I do not have a hangover!" "It's just that, that noise..." "Jonathan!" "...is making me feel like I have one!" "Jonathan." "What is it, Agatha?" "Oh, my God!" "When you're away from home and fighting a war... friends are the only comfort you have." "In Vietnam, T.C. and Rick were always there when I needed them." "Now that we're all home and safe... we tend to take each other for granted." "Sometimes we even get on each other's nerves." "I hated to see that happen." "So, when Rick called asking for a favor..." "I decided that no matter what it was... big or small, I was gonna do it for him." "Baby-sitting?" "Forget it." "Not baby-sitting, chaperoning." "For your little sister?" "Sounds like baby-sitting to me." "Me, too." "You don't baby-sit a 22-year-old girl." "Right, you date them." "Not my sister, you don't." "Wendy's not like other girls." "She's sweet and she's innocent." "Well, she is!" "How do you know?" "She's grown up." "She lives in Chicago, you haven't seen her in 10 years." "Yeah, a lot of little girls are sweet and innocent when they're only 12." "Look, you guys, she just finished studying... from Our Mother of Mercy College for Girls." "If you're not innocent, you don't graduate." "I'm telling you, a guy gets within one mile of the place... the nuns come down on him like the 5th Armored Division." "I know." "I checked it out before I sent her there." "You sent her there?" "She must hate you." "I did what was best for her." "Chicago is a tough town to grow up in without any parents." "I wanted to make sure she was brought up right." "And innocent." "Exactly." "Well, If she's sweet and innocent and over 21... why do you even need a baby-sitter?" "Chaperone." "Because, Thomas, on Wendy's first trip to the Islands..." "I wanna make sure that she has a good time... but I don't want her exposed to any bad elements." "Like men." "Right." "Good." "Well, I got the perfect guy for the job." "You." "Very funny." "She'll be with me during the day." "She can't hang around with me at night while I'm working at the club." "You're the boss, take off." "I can't." "I got a bartender out sick, and a cook who strangles bus boys." "Oh, come on, Rick, I'd really like to help you, but I do have other plans." "Change them." "What about T.C.?" "That's right, pass it on to me." "He's got an ironclad excuse." "Yes, one you've had very little experience with lately." "Work, Thomas." "I'm flying some rich guy and his date... on a moonlight tour of the Islands." "He's telling the truth." "I checked it out." "Ball's in your court, man." "I don't know, Rick." "Okay, sure, I could probably change my plans, but..." "But what?" "I'd feel funny." "About what?" "Well, she's your sister." "I'd feel funny about dating her." "It's not a date!" "You're doing me a favor." "But why me?" "You know lots of other guys who could take her... out." "Because, Thomas, with the exception of T.C... you're the only other guy that I trust." "The only thing I remember learning in the 11th grade... was that you never date a buddy's sister." "My pal Norm taught me that, and he learned it from his ex-pal, Carl... when he was caught with Carl's sister on Lookout Point." "Norm and Carl's sister swore it was all perfectly innocent... a science project in astronomy." "Norm lost two teeth, all four white-walls... on his '56 Merc and a good friend." "Now, I didn't want that to happen to me and Rick." "And even though this was his idea... and it was all perfectly innocent... it wouldn't have taken much to seem otherwise." "You couldn't wear a tie?" "I don't wear ties on dates." "This isn't a date." "Okay, fine, it's not a date." "What are you doing here, anyway?" "I thought you trusted me." "You don't think that I was gonna... let you take her out before I talked to you." "You got her a suite." "I want her to be comfortable." "Listen, now, a few ground rules." "Tonight is strictly G-rated." "I think there's a Disney flick playing over at the Cove." "I know." "Bambi." "I saw it two nights ago." "Good." "See it again." "And then afterwards you can stop for a soda." "And you want me to get her in by?" "10:30." "And I'm gonna call from the club to check." "So, where is she?" "She's tucking in her teddy bear." "A 22-year-old girl travels with her teddy bear?" "I bought it for her for Christmas." "You're sick." "Thomas, I want you to meet my sister, Wendy." "Nice to meet you, Mr. Magnum." "Nice to meet you, Wendy." "She's beautiful, isn't she?" "Oh, Orvie, please, I'm not pretty." "You are so." "Isn't she, Thomas?" "She sure is." "You could say that again." "Look, I think we better get going." "Movie starts in 15 minutes." "Now, if you need me for anything, just call me at the club." "I'll call you before I go to sleep, Orvie." "And remember, 10:30." "I'll remember, Orvie." "And drive slow." "And absolutely no bars." "The closest she's come to alcohol has been sacramental wine." "I'll have a Bora Gora Bazooka." "A what?" "A Bora Gora Bazooka." "That's two kinds of rum, vodka... three kinds of liqueur, and, I think, fruit punch." "I'll have a beer in a longneck bottle." "Look, we shouldn't be in a place like this." "Rick wouldn't like it." "Relax, will you?" "I'm over 21." "Okay." "Okay, but just one drink, like you promised, then we are leaving." "God, I just feel naked without makeup." "What are you doing?" "Don't worry, silly." "I got clothes on under here." "I'm not an exhibitionist." "Where did you get that outfit?" "Vegas." "Vegas?" "What about the convent?" "Well, they don't put bars on the windows, you know." "Well, Rick thinks" " That I'm the perfect little sister." "I know." "I try to keep up the image for him." "That's why I wore that stupid outfit." "If he saw me like this, he would croak." "No kidding." "Listen, he's a nice brother, and he's spent a lot of money... to make sure I would turn out... to be his image of the perfect sister." "Why should I disappoint him?" "I tell him the things he wants to hear and he's happy." "It's worked for 10 years." "And it'll go on working, if you don't tell him." "Wendy, this is not a date." "Oh, come on, don't be an old poop." "You're a good-looking guy." "We could have fun." "That's it!" "Come on, I should have never let you drag me into this place." "Come on, we can still get the last half of Bambi." "Thumper is probably still alive." "Relax, will you?" "Jeez, you'd think I had the plague or something." "All right, you wanna play Mr. Nice Guy, fine." "Can't we just stay for that one drink?" "Besides, I got to go use the ladies' room." "I won't be long." "The truth is, after that little scene..." "I was in no hurry for her to get back at all." "She'd given me one big surprise... and I was willing to bet she had a few more." "As she walked away, I couldn't help but think... about Mother Mercy College for Girls." "If innocence was a requirement for graduation... old Wendy had cheated on the final." "Hey, fella, wanna dance?" "I'd been contemplating the ramifications of friendship and favors... for about half an hour when it occurred to me... that Wendy had been gone a long time." "Wendy?" "Wendy!" "You must have got the wrong door." "Oh, no, I was..." "You're not..." "I'm not?" "I was when I went in." "You are?" "Oh, yeah." "Well, of course you are." "I just didn't expect..." "I mean..." "Well, see, I was waiting for my date." "Well, actually, she's not my date." "She's more like my little sister." "Well, she's not my sister, she's" "Well, whoever she is, you won't find her in there." "It's empty." "The last time I broke curfew... was the night of my senior prom." "One of my buddies and I took our dates... to Virginia Beach to watch the sunrise." "When I got home, my mother took the keys to my DeSoto... and it sat in the driveway for the month of June." "The curfew Rick set for Wendy and me... had come and gone two hours ago." "I'd called her hotel 10 times with no luck... and I'd looked around every bar and disco I could think of." "I figured it was better to show up late, than empty-handed." "Now I was both." "What do you mean she's not answering?" "Just keep trying!" "Thomas?" "Thomas?" "You mean they're not back yet?" "No." "And it's after midnight." "I can't understand where he could have taken her." "Well, did you try his place?" "Don't get funny." "He might be irresponsible, but he's not crazy." "Hi, guys." "There he is." "Where have you been?" "It's way past curfew." "I guess that means Wendy isn't here." "What do you mean she isn't here?" "Isn't she with you?" "No, she isn't." "Uh-oh." "Well, it's been a nice evening." "I guess I'd better go." "T.C., don't leave." "T.C., please, just sit down." "What do you got to tell me, Thomas?" "Well, Rick..." "I think I kind of lost your sister." "Or she lost me or we both lost each other." "I don't know, Rick." "I mean, she went in the ladles' room and she never came out." "And the only person I saw was Carol Channing." "At the movies?" "Not exactly." "Then where?" "Tijuana Tokyo." "That punk club?" "I'm gonna remain very calm when I ask this next question." "What the hell were you doing in a place like that with my sister?" "It was her idea." "I told her you would not approve." "Don't give me that." "Rick, look, you haven't seen your sister in 10 years." "Did you ever think that she might not be exactly what she seems?" "Are you telling me that my sister isn't sweet and innocent?" "Sweet?" "Yeah, I think, yeah, probably, yeah, she's very sweet... but, Rick, believe me... she's not innocent anymore." "If you laid one hand on her, one hand, I'll kill you." "What are you talking about?" "I wouldn't touch your sister." "That's what happened, isn't it?" "You tried to put a move on her... she panicked, and she ran away." "No!" "Look, maybe she ran away because her brother treats her like she's in kindergarten." "Whoa, shut up, both of you." "Getting hysterical is not gonna solve anything." "What's the big deal anyway?" "She's 22." "It's 12:30." "She probably got bored with Thomas here and went for a walk." "She's probably home by now." "I called there." "She didn't answer." "Oh." "Maybe she's in the shower." "Yeah, she could be in the shower." "Wendy?" "Wendy, are you all right?" "It's Rick." "Wendy!" "Thomas, come on, give me a hand." "Check the bathroom." "Have a nice evening." "Any evidence of foul play?" "No." "Yes." "Rick, there was a guy in the room." "It had to be a burglar." "He couldn't have been after Wendy." "We don't know that!" "Look, he was there alone." "Wendy wasn't home yet." "It was just a burglar, officer." "Make up your mind." "Was there foul play or not?" "Not." "Okay, then this makes it a missing persons report." "Yeah, right." "I trust this guy with her and now she's missing." "Come on, Rick." "Now, please, please." "Can we just fill out the report?" "Now, what was she wearing?" "She was wearing a conservative, two-piece green dress... that came below her knees." "She was wearing a gray leather miniskirt and a purple bikini top." "Hey, look, Thomas, that's perverted." "Now, she was wearing a green two-piece dress that came below her knees." "I saw it with my own two eyes." "And I saw her take it off." "I mean, I saw her take the dress off... and she had the skirt and top underneath it." "No way." "There's no way." "What kinds of places was she most likely to frequent?" "Churches, zoos- Bars, discos, head shops." "Are you two guys talking about the same girl?" "Why don't you go home?" "Look, you wanna find her, don't you?" "Let me ask something simple." "Did she wear makeup?" "Yes." "No." "I'm gonna try one more." "Did she have any distinctive jewelry or a handbag?" "Yeah, she was carrying a large lavender bag." "Any objections?" "No, she had the bag." "Good, finally we all agree on something." "You the relative?" "Yeah, I'm her brother." "Okay, you got forms to fill out." "This way." "Rick." "Look, I was telling the truth." "I'm just trying to find her." "Hey, come on." "How about a cup of coffee?" "No, thanks." "Why don't you take somebody else up?" "Is this a sight-seeing tour, huh?" "Take your hands off of me, honey." "It happens all the time." "It's been one of those nights." "Hey, let me show you a little trick." "The humidity makes the cups stick together." "Listen, I overheard that missing persons report... you and your friend filed." "This wahine you're looking for... is she a working girl?" "Wendy?" "No." "I didn't wanna say anything in front of your friend... but we found a girl tonight, face down, in a trash bin on Hotel Street." "She fit the description you gave." "A blonde, gray skirt, purple top?" "Yeah, we find local girls in all kinds of places." "This might be just another." "But I thought you might wanna check it out." "Yeah, I will." "It's not gonna be Wendy." "She was on the other side of the Island." "Probably isn't." "When Rick saw his sister, he didn't react." "He didn't flinch, or cry, or say a word." "He just walked out." "I wanted to say something that might help, but I couldn't." "Are you all right?" "You look awful." "I'm fine." "What did you find out?" "Not too much." "She doesn't have a criminal record... and she was a perfect student at the Catholic school until her senior year." "She was kicked out six months before graduation." "What happened?" "When I asked the Mother Superior she said, "Let us pray"... and started saying the rosary." "Anything else?" "Well, you know, the two week stay with Rick she was planning on?" "I don't think she was really planning on it." "What do you mean?" "Check this out." "This is Wendy's airline ticket." "She was booked on the red-rye to Chicago last night?" "Not much time set aside for a family reunion, huh?" "What else do you got in there?" "Nothing." "Come on." "Come on, Carol." "I told you everything." "You wouldn't have a big file like that just for this ticket." "Thomas." "Please, come on, I need to know." "Please." "If you find out anything in your investigation, before I do... you have to share." "Deal." "Deal." "Who are they?" "From what we could find out through prints done on clothes labels... these two never existed." "All information about them has been wiped off the computer." "What do they have to do with Wendy?" "They were found in trash bins... two blocks from where we found Wendy." "And they were shot, one bullet apiece." "Executioner style." "Like Wendy." "We don't have a ballistics report yet... but I think all three were killed by the same gun." "Can I keep this?" "When someone close to you dies... it's a hard thing to accept." "But when the image you had of them dies, too... well, that kind of disillusionment... is almost impossible to go on living with." "I didn't know whether to tell Rick... what I'd found out about his sister." "I did know what he needed now... was to have his friends by his side." "Get lost, Thomas." "What?" "You heard me, get out of here." "I don't want to see you." "Rick, I think you need your friends right now." "Friends?" "Because of you my only sister is lying on a slab in a morgue." "Some protection you were." "One night and she's dead." "I don't know, Rick, maybe I should have gone after her sooner." "A little late now, isn't it?" "I'm sorry, Rick." "Sorry?" "Sorry?" "A lot of good sorry is gonna do." "It's not gonna bring my sister back, is it?" "I know" " I told you to get out of here." "Look, Rick, I'm gonna find out how this happened." "I promise." "Just forget it." "Go ride your surf-ski or something." "I'll handle this thing in my own way." "You might not like what you're gonna find out." "What?" "What are you gonna start with that again?" "You're gonna tell me that my sister wore suggestive clothes?" "Or that she ran away from you because she wanted to party all night?" "I guess that makes it not your fault." "I guess that's all you need to ease your conscience." "Cut it out, Rick." "Yeah, I'll cut it out." "I'll cut it out the minute I never see your face again." "What about this?" "What about what?" "Wendy's plane ticket." "She was booked to fly back to Chicago last night." "No, she wasn't." "She was gonna stay two weeks." "The police found this in her room." "Look at the date." "Look at the date, Rick." "The airline made a mistake." "I booked these tickets myself." "Well, so she changed them, Rick." "That's not all." "The police found a couple of guys shot to death... about two blocks from where they found Wendy." "Now, Carol thinks they may be connected." "I think you're both wrong." "You're just trying to fabricate something... so it looks like you're not to blame." "Rick, if you wanna find out who killed your sister... you're gonna have to realize she's not the perfect angel... you thought she was." "She was probably mixed up in something pretty bad." "Now you're gonna have to face that." "Now or later." "You're off the case." "Higgins, I..." "Do you have to sneak up on me like that?" "Now look what you've done." "I'm sorry, Higgins." "I didn't realize." "It's your fault this aeroplane's... in this condition in the first place." "Well, who asked you to fly that damn thing at dawn?" "Maybe you should have the common decency to think of me for a change." "I'm sick of..." "Constant..." "My God, what's wrong?" "Do you want a whiskey?" "Please." "Did something go wrong while you were escorting Rick's sister?" "Something went very wrong, she's dead." "I hope you're joking." "I wish I was." "She..." "She went to the ladies' room and she never came out." "And then I was identifying the body... and what happened in between, I don't know." "My God." "Rick slugged me, Higgins." "I'm sure you had no idea that... this young woman was in any kind of danger." "And if you did, I have no doubt... that you would have done everything within your power... to protect her." "I wish I could make Rick believe that." "I lost one of my best friends." "This reminds me of something that happened in our regiment... during our campaign to rid Burma of the Japanese." "Come on, please, Higgins, I'm in no mood." "Our squad was approaching the village where Thisithu... our Burmese guide's family lived." "When we got to the site... we saw that the entire village had been wiped out." "And, even though Thisithu knew the Japanese were responsible... he took out his knife and held it to Captain Graham's throat." "What happened?" "Well, out of fear for our Captain's life... we were forced to shoot Thisithu." "We buried him next to his family." "What's this have to do with Rick's sister?" "Thisithu was merely using Captain Graham... to vent the anger he had for himself." "He was ridden with guilt because he wasn't in his village... when his family needed him." "I later realized that..." "Thisithu had no intention of harming the Captain." "He wanted us to harm him." "We are going where?" "To see Ice Pick." "Stop the car." "Oh, come on, T.C." "Stop the car." "I am going nowhere near that man." "Look, Rick wasn't at the club, or at his place." "And he told me he was gonna catch Wendy's killers his way... which means- He's going to see Ice Pick." "I don't care." "You can go alone." "The man gives me goose bumps." "Now, stop the car." "What are you afraid of?" "He's a frail old man." "Yeah, with about 20 huge guys... with guns, that have killed... maybe 100 people." "Stop the car!" "He's not gonna hurt Rick's friends." "He loves Rick." "He's gonna welcome us with open arms." "How's it going, Ice Pick?" "Only my friends call me that." "And you two aren't my friends." "Uh-oh." "Let's go." "Relax, T.C." "What would you like us to call you?" "Smitty." "Now, let's get to the point of this little visit." "Well, we're looking for Rick." "Have you seen him?" "Maybe I have, maybe I haven't." "That's enough for me." "Oh, come on, T.C. Come on." "Look, Smitty..." "I don't know whether you heard about Rick's sister, or not" "She's dead." "Someone dies on this island, I'm the first one notified." "Well, that's why we thought Rick... came to see you, to find out what happened." "Yeah, what did happen?" "You know his sister was a mule?" "She was carrying for a dealer in Chicago." "Did you tell Rick that?" "What kind of guy do you think I am?" "I got a sister, too, you know." "Anybody said that to me, I'd kill them." "Then Rick did come here to see you?" "Who else?" "I get results, Magnum." "He tells me you don't." "What did you tell him, Ice Pick?" "He said Smitty, I swear it." "I didn't tell him much." "I gave him a nice deal on an Uzi." "Fully automatic." "What would he want with an Uzi?" "All of my weapons are unconditionally guaranteed... that I won't mention to anyone what they're used for." "Come on, Rick was real upset." "If you care about him... you'd tell us what he was planning." "If you're trying to appeal to my humanity... you're wasting my time." "Rick's doing exactly what I would do, if I were in his shoes." "Except, I'd hire one of these guys to do it for me." "Think that Rick knows who killed his sister?" "You got it, big guy." "He's on his way to Molokai... right now on a little hunting trip." "Let's go." "You can't stop him, it's too late!" "Got any idea where we should start looking?" "The guy at the club said the speedboat was gone." "That's how he'd have to get to the island." "So?" "So, we'll recognize the boat when we see it." "I figure we'll just fly around the island until we spot it." "Great." "That takes time, and we don't have much." "Well, it would take him two hours to get there by boat." "It'll only takes us ten minutes." "He doesn't have that great a head start." "T.M., got any idea how we are gonna save Orville... once we find him?" "Nope." "You mean you haven't figured out one of your famous plans?" "I was kind of hoping you might have one." "There it is." "Any sign of Orville?" "No." "Find a clearing and set her down, T.C." "Freeze!" "Throw the guns on the floor!" "All right, what's going on?" "You're the guy that was in my sister's room." "Why did you kill my sister?" "Relax, just relax." "We didn't kill anybody." "You got the wrong guys." "Don't give me that crap." "You killed her!" "Wendy Wright your sister?" "Well, then, you're looking for the guys that live here." "Yeah, we're looking for them, too." "Bull!" "You got to believe us." "We're federal agents." "Show me your IDs." "We're undercover, we don't carry IDs." "We could get searched." "Not good enough." "Hey, a couple of our guys got killed last night... trying to bust a couple of dealers." "Now, we think these might be the guys." "What about my sister?" "You're not gonna like this." "We think your sister was carrying drugs from Chicago." "She must have made the delivery at the time of the bust... saw the killing and had to be killed because she was a witness." "You're lying." "No!" "It's me, Thomas." "Don't shoot." "Get out of here, Thomas!" "Look, I just want to talk to you Rick, please." "Come on, I'm gonna stand up, so you can see me, okay, Rick?" "Easy, Rick." "Just take it easy." "Yeah, Rick, relax." "Just relax, just relax." "Hey, we really are Federal agents." "Hey, man, they could be telling the truth." "You could be killing innocent men." "They're lying, they're lying." "They killed Wendy." "Her bag's right there." "Hey, the other guys left it behind." "Let's just take these guys in, Rick, okay?" "We've got the chopper outside, we'll fly them back to Oahu... and turn them in." "If they're telling the truth, no harm done." "If they're lying, we'll let the police handle it." "Yeah, yeah, just take us in." "Don't talk to me like a little kid or like I'm crazy." "Just get the hell out of here and let me handle this in my own way." "You idiot, those are the guys you want!" "Oh, my God!" "There they are." "You ready, hotshot?" "What do you think?" "Hold it, Rick, till we see if they want to surrender." "I mean it." "Still think they want to surrender?" "Man, I wish I had me a rocket launcher." "You didn't need rockets when I was your gunner." "Will you just get me in closer?" "Guys, this isn't Nam." "Can't you get any closer?" "I almost had them that time." "Don't worry, we'll get them." "What are we waiting for?" "Take it easy, Rick." "Yeah, let them come to us." "Here they come." "At the beginning of Wendy's senior year... she fell in love with the wrong guy, a drug dealer in Chicago." "He got her kicked out of school and while she was here... making a simple delivery for him, she was killed." "A note was found in Wendy's room that she'd left for Rick." "He would have read it the morning after she caught that red-eye." "It said that she didn't feel comfortable in the real world... and that she was going back to the convent." "Sure, it was a lie, but Rick would have believed it." "And, in every lie, there's a little truth, I guess." "I just wondered how much of it Rick could take." "Hi, guys." "Hey, how'd it go?" "Oh." "Carol says it'll take about a week to clear up the paperwork." "We shouldn't plan any trips till then." "Did you find out anything?" "About Wendy?" "Well, as far as the police can tell, it was an accident." "I mean, she was just an innocent bystander... in the wrong place at the wrong time." "But those agents said that- Yeah, I know." "They were wrong." "So was I, Rick." "Wendy was a good kid." "Those scum." "Those dirty, rotten, scums!" "They killed her for nothing." "They killed my sister for nothing." "For nothing!" "We got them guys, didn't we?" "We got them for what they did, didn't we?" "Yeah." "Yeah, Rick, we got them." "That's right." "I hope you've been practicing that team of yours." "Team?" "Basketball team." "If you want to call it a team." "Hey." "Wait a minute, T.C." "Those guys are good players." "Oh, yeah, yeah... that's great, if winning's not important to you." "Well, they may not win every time." "Every time?" "But they've got spirit." "That's what counts." "Well, I'll remind you of that when my team walks all over yours... in the game next Saturday." "Oh, come on, T.C. Hey, Rick!" "Rick, what are the odds on my team?" "You're going to lose by ten points." "Ten?" "Where did you get ten?" "Right." "Maybe 15." "What?" "You heard him." "What do you mean?" "What are you talking about?" "We're gonna win." "There is no way..." "Guess it didn't work." "Maybe he needs a little time to think about it." "When Rick came back he was ready to talk." "T.C. and I stayed up all night with him." "The sun was coming up as I drove home." "This dawn marked the beginning of my fourth day... without any real sleep." "Morning, Higgins."