"I promised this friend of mine that I'd visit him just as soon as I got to London, and now I'm gonna get a chance to see him... ls something wrong?" "Geoffrey's dead." "Some say his soul is still trapped in there waiting to take revenge on the men who murdered him." "Geoff had this feeling he could send me signals just by concentrating." "Stop!" "Let him go!" "You're just like him." "You're just like Geoffrey." "Thomas!" "Maybe you should go away." "I just don't believe in ghost stories." "I think you do." "Jacob." "I told you before and I'm not gonna tell you again." "When the seat belt light is on, you have to sit down!" "I don't want to sit down!" "Well, you have to sit down!" "I don't care what you want." "You've been so naughty." "Now sit down." "You really cannot go running up and down..." "Deplorable how some mothers cannot control their children." "When I..." "Are you all right?" "I just had a weird dream." "I hope you enjoyed it, because you missed the movie, you missed the steak flambé, and the complimentary after-dinner hot towel with lemon." "But most importantly, you missed the entire discussion we were having concerning our assignment in England." "I really wanted to see that movie." "Magnum, must I remind you that this is not a pleasure trip?" "We are here on urgent business for Robin Masters." "And if I cannot have your complete attention, Higgins." "Perhaps I should telephone Mr. Masters Higgins!" "And inform him that he should hire someone else." "Higgins, you have my complete attention!" "Very well." "Perhaps we have enough time to go over the bare essentials before we land." "We're preparing to land now, sir." "You'll have to stow your briefcase underneath the seat in front of you and bring your seat to the full upright position." "There's something very unsettling about waking up abruptly from a dream." "It's almost as if part of you gets trapped in that cloudy dream world leaving you feeling vaguely lost and uneasy." "I couldn't remember all the images, but I had a feeling I had escaped some terrible danger by waking up." "And I also couldn't shake the feeling that the danger was still out there, lurking, waiting, just out of sight." "Higgins, that's it!" "The castle!" "Yes, quite." "Most impressive from the air, isn't it?" "No, I mean, I saw this castle." "Well, of course you did." "I was showing you aerial photographs of it when you fell asleep." "Ah!" "Here it is." "We will be met at Robin's Keep by Ian Mackerras." "Although his credentials are sparse, to say the least," "Mr. Masters seems to feel that he has the makings of a first-rate major-domo." "Ian Mackerras at your service, sir." "I'm Jonathan Quayle Higgins and this..." "I'm sorry?" "I said I am Jonathan Quayle Higgins..." "Yes, of course, Mr. Higgins." "Allow me to take your luggage, sir." "No, thank you, I can manage myself." "No, I've got it." "I'm sure he's just trying to do his job." "Yes, well, he appears to be even less qualified to run Robin's Keep than I had hoped." "Here is another copy of our schedule, beginning with this afternoon's appointments." "Try not to misplace this one." "Oh, about this afternoon, Higgins, there's something I kind of forgot to tell you about." "Luggage all taken care of." "I wager you'll be wanting a full tour of the castle now, from the gate house to the gloriettas." "I think you'll find our heraldry room fascinating." "We have housekeeping records dating back to 1422." "Ian, perhaps it would be a more efficient use of our time if we took the tour with the security advisor." "The security advisor." "You have set an appointment to interview a security advisor from Guardmor?" "Oh, certainly." "Yes, indeed." "All taken care of." "And he's meeting us here this afternoon per our discussed itinerary?" "Not quite this afternoon." "What do you mean, not quite this afternoon?" "Either he is meeting us here this afternoon or he isn't." "He isn't." "That's great." "What are you talking about?" "Well, I sort of made other plans." "You assured me you would schedule an appointment." "Well, I did, but he sent word to say his sister's wedding had been unexpectedly brought forward six months." "What you Yanks call a shotgun affair, I believe." "Anyway, I didn't see any harm in rescheduling it for tomorrow." "No harm at all." "Isn't that funny, how things have a way of working out, Higgins?" "I mean, I sort of promised this friend of mine, Geoffrey St. Clair..." "You remember, I told you about him." "...that I'd visit him just as soon as I got to London, and now I'm gonna get a chance to see him and everything's gonna work out fine." "And you get to see your family." "Oh, quite, you needn't be here when they connect the phone." "There are no phones?" "Well, there was a long waiting list." "Have you done nothing to prepare for Mr. Master's arrival?" "Oh, yes." "I..." "I scheduled the interviews for the house staff." "They should be arriving any moment." "But you go ahead and see your family." "I can conduct the interviews myself." "I think you'll find I have a discerning eye and a keen sense of character." "No, no, my family will have to wait." "Mr. Masters has entrusted me with the responsibility of overseeing all the preparations." "That would certainly include the hiring of household staff." "I shall stay." "I shall not." "And how do you propose to get into town?" "Well, I kind of thought Robin might have a car." "I'm afraid they haven't arrived yet." "Apart from an old one that came with the castle." "I'm sure that will do just fine." "You said old car." "You didn't say classic." "Magnum, on second thought..." "Higgins, don't even say it." "I'm a grown man, I've driven everything from bicycles to tanks, and I am perfectly capable of driving this car into London without any trouble." "Would you like me to give you directions?" "No, no." "I have the address." "I'll find it." "Don't forget!" "Left-hand side of the road!" "I know what you're thinking." "Any reasonable person would have gotten directions before driving off." "But my friendship with Geoffrey went a little beyond reason." "There was this game we used to play sometimes when we were on missions together in Vietnam." "A survival game." "Anyway, Geoffrey had a new variation on the game." "He wanted to see if he could get me to his neighborhood by "thinking me" there." "And I guess I was a little curious to see if it could work." "Obviously he hadn't worked out all the kinks yet." "I realized I was going to have to find it by more conventional methods." "Sorry." "I was looking for Geoffrey St. Clair." "I knocked." "Mr. Magnum?" "Thomas." "I spoke to Geoff last week." "Yes, yes." "He was expecting you." "But he's..." "He's been called out of town unexpectedly." "Well, I should've called." "I'm sorry." "I'll come back later." "No, please." "I..." "How stupid of me." "I'm Penelope." "Geoffrey's wife." "I've seen your paintings." "I've really been looking forward to meeting you." "Is something wrong?" "He was so anxious about your trip here." "He said, when you got here, there were things he wanted to talk to you about." "Things no one else would understand." "He wanted your visit to go just right." "What's wrong?" "He isn't coming back." "I've just had a phone call from the police." "Geoffrey's been in an accident." "He's dead." "Is that your husband, Mrs. St. Clair?" "Yes." "That's Geoffrey." "I'll need a signature for the belongings." "I" "Is it very close in here?" "You want to sit down?" "No, I think I need some fresh air." "All right." "Maybe you could sign for his things." "Of course." "You okay?" "I'll wait for you downstairs." "Looks like the bloke was on his way to play squash." "Crossing the street, bam!" "Hit by a car." "What kind of car?" "Black Jaguar, they said." "Never stopped." "So, racket, shorts, shirts, trainers, towel, and a hotel room key." "Your friend was staying at the Carlsboro." "Sort of ironic, isn't it?" "Man's goes out to play squash, keep himself fit, gets killed." "The Carlsboro in Paris?" "No, London." "What the hell was he doing crossing the road in London?" "He was supposed to be in Paris!" "I took him to the station myself." "I'm sorry." "I suppose I ought to get in touch with his family." "They'll want to come up to London and make the arrangements themselves." "I couldn't have got through this without you." "Thank you." "Oh, I..." "It's odd." "There was no other person I could turn to." "Perhaps that's why you came along when you did." "Maybe." "Phone me before you leave." "I'd like to say goodbye." "Don't you want me to drive you home?" "Oh, no, thank you." "I..." "I'd like to spend a little time on my own." "Well, I must say, it's been lovely chatting to you two gentlemen." "It certainly does set a girl's mind at ease knowing that, you know, not everyone who lives in a castle is as low-minded as Lord Ashdale over at Dorking." "I remember one Sunday morning..." "Now, mind you, all the family's at church, or at least they're supposed to be." "Well, I'm bending over the fireplace, poking the embers, when all of a sudden he came up right behind me, and would you believe what..." "Miss Mumford." "I'm afraid we don't really have time for another story." "Amusing as they are." "Of course." "So, when you gonna be hiring people on, then?" "Oh, right away." "We'll let you know." "Thank you for coming by." "Thank you." "Well, goodbye, then." "Good day." "Well, I think we can definitely put Millicent in the..." "Miss Mumford in the "hire" category." "Shall we say, upstairs maid?" "I could just pencil her in on the kitchen staff." "Oh, you didn't take all that nonsense about the missing silver service to heart, did you?" "Because I mean, well, everyone makes a mistake or two in life." "I thought it was quite touching the way she even told us about the incident." "It sort of proves she isn't a thief, in an odd sort of way." "She spent four years in prison." "Well, there you are." "She's paid her debt to society, hasn't she?" "Tell me." "What actually inspired you to get into this line of work?" "Oh, I don't know." "I suppose I just have a natural inclination for it." "My God!" "What is that?" "The front door chime." "It is a rather large castle." "What a doorbell!" "It reminds me of one of those old English movies!" "That has to be the loudest noise in the world." "Hey, Higgins!" "Higgins, where are you?" "Second loudest." "Rick?" "Here you are." "What a place!" "It's a castle!" "What are you doing here?" "You didn't think I'd let you down, did you?" "Let me down?" "Or Robin?" "What are you talking about?" "Who's running the King Kamehameha Club?" "Not T.C.?" "No, he's right behind me." "No, no." "What I mean is, he's on another flight." "You see, he had some last minute charters to fly." "I got him a great deal on a night flight." "He saved a ton of coconuts." "I repeat." "What are you doing here?" "T.C. and I decided to help you out, you know." "No, I don't know!" "Well, we got to thinking that it really wasn't fair for you and Thomas to do all the work setting up Robin's Keep." "So we jumped a jet and here we are!" "Or rather here I am." "Thomas said there wouldn't be a problem." "Where is he, anyway?" "Hey, Thomas!" "Thomas!" "The first time I left home, I had a terrible nightmare." "I was lost in a strange city and no matter how many turns I took," "I couldn't get out." "I kept getting drawn in deeper and deeper." "As I left the morgue, I tried to convince myself that it was my idea to go for a walk, to sort things out in my mind." "But I realized as I came upon the Carlsboro Hotel that the walk was never my idea to begin with." "Some force had brought me there and it wasn't going to let me walk away." "Help you?" "Sir?" "No, I'm fine." "Reception." "If you want to make up the beds," "I'm afraid you're a little late." "I'm a friend of Geoffrey St. Clair." "He gave you the key?" "Not exactly." "Look," "I don't know how to say this, except just to say it." "There's been an accident." "Geoffrey's dead." "You can't involve me!" "You can't!" "It will ruin my marriage!" "My husband wouldn't understand!" "Not many do." "Oh, please, I was lonely." "Edward is an engineer." "He travels a lot." "He works seven days a week and never even has time..." "You don't have to explain why you and Geoff were here." "I just don't want you to think I'm some sort of a tramp, that's all." "Geoff, how could you?" "I don't think it was intentional." "Of course not." "I didn't mean he committed suicide." "I just meant..." "I don't know what I meant." "His wife thinks he went to Paris." "I know." "What do I tell her?" "You said it was an accident." "Couldn't you tell her he was back in London, coming home?" "Without his luggage and in gym clothes?" "What is it?" "It's nothing." "It's just a splinter." "This isn't the best of hotels, I know, but it's..." "Well..." "Discreet." "Are you going to tell his wife?" "Oh, Thomas." "I'm so glad to see you!" "I..." "The police are here." "They think Geoffrey was murdered!" "She was told it was a hit and run accident." "Yes, well, that was our initial reaction." "But as I was saying to Mrs. St. Clair here, the circumstances of her husband's death, plus the fact that she was telling me he was supposed to be in Paris on a book signing tour, was it?" "Yes." "All point rather conclusively to the possibility of foul play." "You were going to look for those papers for me?" "Oh, yes." "Of course." "I'll be right back." "What papers?" "Correspondence, address books, anything that might lead to a suspect or a motive." "Have you located the car yet?" "Hmm?" "The black Jaguar." "Have you found it?" "Oh, no." "No one actually saw the number plate." "It's going to be difficult." "I..." "Did you know that..." "Please, carry on." "Well..." "There's something..." "It probably doesn't have anything to do with Geoff's death." "I'd say, at the moment, that almost anything could have something to do with his death." "Well, if it doesn't have anything to do with his death," "I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell Penelope." "He was carrying this at the time of..." "When he was hit." "It's to a room at the Carlsboro." "Geoff was having an affair." "Oh, dear." "And that's why he didn't go to Paris." "Do you know who with?" "Well, she was there." "I didn't think it was any of my business." "I mean, having an affair isn't exactly against the law." "Quite." "But you did see her?" "Yes, in that room." "Here's his business card file and personal address book." "What is it?" "I was just telling Mr. Magnum, I'm a big admirer of yours." "I own one of your watercolors." "A landscape." "The mill at Dempton." "It's only a small one, but on a police inspector's salary, all I can afford." "How kind of you to say that." "Yes, well..." "Thank you." "Oh." "If either of you should come up with anything, even in the slightest bit suspicious, please call me on this number." "Thank you." "Goodbye." "Goodbye." "I don't think I can take many more surprises." "If you like, I could pick up the menu while you visit the family." "No, I..." "The phones have been connected!" "I'll get it." "Robin's Keep." "Yeah, we'll accept the charges." "Charges?" "Hey, T.C., you at Gatwick?" "No, I am not at Gatwick Airport!" "Jeez, you don't have to be so hostile." "Hostile?" "You have not yet begun to see hostile." "You put me on a plane that was supposed to fly from Honolulu to Rio to London." "Look, I flew the same route, you know." "I mean, it was the only way that we could fly half-price." "It was a great deal." "Yeah, if you want to go to Morocco." "Morocco?" "What are you doing in Morocco?" "He's calling from Morocco?" "I suggest you find out!" "Now, I have tickets to the Royal Opera." "I have tickets to the ballet." "I have the tickets to Ntozake Shange's play." "The only thing I don't have is a ticket to Gatwick Airport and I can't get one because all the flights out of here are booked!" "All right, look, just don't worry about it." "I'll call Tammy's Travel." "I'll take care of it right away." "Well, you do that, because I have been trying to reach her." "And if I miss the ballet tomorrow, you are going to truly understand the meaning of the word hostile!" "T.C.?" "There's been a slight problem with his travel arrangements." "Nothing I can't straighten out." "How do you call Hawaii?" "You don't." "I'll charge it." "I told you to have that disconnected!" "The man's coming tomorrow to change it." "Don't ring it!" "Hi, Higgins." "Don't "Hi, Higgins" me." "Rick has arrived." "Rick's here?" "That's great." "I have a staff to train, food to prepare, musicians to hire, an endless assortment of odd jobs to complete before Mr. Masters' party and you've been out cavorting about." "What have you got to say for yourself?" "Geoffrey St. Clair's been killed." "Higgins, you know that dream I was telling you about?" "The one on the plane?" "There was this car, it was coming straight at me." "I don't know," "but it seems from what I can find out, that I was dreaming about Geoffrey's accident at the same time it was happening." "How could that be possible?" "I don't know." "I went to the hotel, the Carlsboro." "It's almost exactly like it was in my dream." "Well, don't you think it more likely that, having seen the hotel, you now think it's like the one in your dream?" "That's logical." "That's very logical." "No, you're right, Higgins." "It's just..." "If someone did kill Geoff," "I owe it to him to try and find out." "The funeral is tomorrow." "So soon?" "I promised Penelope I'd be there." "...our Lord Jesus Christ, and the love of God, and the fellowship of the Holy Ghost, be with us all evermore." "Amen." "Amen." "I know what you're thinking." "And you're right." "I mean, sure, I believe in fate, even in my little voice, but to believe that whatever was in Geoff's mind at the time of his death somehow ended up in mine," "I mean, that would be crazy." "But what reasonable explanation could there be for the feeling I'd had ever since I came to London?" "That, somehow, I had been here before." "I was leaving Geoff." "The only thing that makes me feel terrible was that I wasn't going to tell him." "I was going to slip away while he was in Paris, like a thief in the night." "That's why everything in the flat was covered." "I think there's a car following us." "A black Jaguar." "Hold on." "Thomas!" "Thomas, stop!" "Let him go!" "Thomas!" "Penelope!" "You're just like him." "You're just like Geoffrey." "I'm afraid I didn't get the license number on the car." "Well, at least we have a description of the man you saw at the cemetery." "I'll see what I can turn up." "If you come across anything, however unimportant it is..." "Yes." "Yes, I'll ring you right away." "I'll see myself out." "Well, I'd best be on my way, as well." "It was so thoughtful of you to bring the basket of food." "Are you sure you won't stay and share it?" "There's plenty." "No." "No." "Thank you." "I just thought as long as I was driving in this direction." "Oh, the cars have arrived?" "Not yet." "I rented one." "Well, I'll say good day." "And again, Mrs. St. Clair, my deepest sympathies." "Thank you." "I'll walk you out." "She's very beautiful, isn't she?" "How's your family?" "Oh, I haven't had a chance to ring them yet." "I'm afraid the preparations of Robin's Keep have kept me rather occupied." "I'm sure they'll understand, duty before pleasure." "I'll drop around when things are a bit more organized." "Well, I'm gonna stay here for a while, help Penelope go through Geoff's things." "Maybe we can find something." "You said, driving the car before, you felt it wasn't like you." "No." "Actually, I said it wasn't me." "Geoff had this feeling that he could send me signals just by concentrating." "Sort of mental telepathy?" "Yeah." "I guess." "I mean, I used to make a big joke out of it, but..." "But it worked." "Well, I don't know how else to explain it, some of the close calls we got out of." "Higgins, I know this sounds crazy," "but I seem to be acting like Geoff, and maybe I'm thinking like him." "But why?" "To track down whoever killed him." "You will be careful?" "Higgins, the left side!" "I don't think he had a very happy childhood." "You know, he didn't keep any keepsakes." "Had no report cards, photos with school chums, that sort of thing." "But he did start this photo album in Vietnam." "Yeah, I'd forgotten about these." "He liked to take a picture of us before each mission." "Here's one with you." "Oh, yeah." "Oh, there's another one." "There's one with Griff." "Oh, Eddie." "What is it?" "Eddie used to do imitations." "He..." "I mean, you couldn't believe how good he was at it." "He used to do Cagney, you know, and Jimmy Stewart, the usual ones, but he also used to do the guys in the unit, you know." "He used to do our C.O." "He didn't come back?" "Perhaps you'd like this." "Thank you." "That's odd." "What?" "There are some missing." "You remember what they were?" "Touristy stuff." "Snaps of him in front of the pyramids." "His trip to Nicaragua." "India." "He used to send them to me with the place and dates on the back," "and I'd put them in his album." "When we were first married, I traveled with him." "But after a while, he started making excuses." "Seems he just wanted to be alone." "At first, I thought there was something wrong with me, but I soon came to realize" "that I had one place in his life, his work another." "And there were to be no overlaps." "It was all right." "It meant I had time to concentrate on my painting." "Sun, we grew so far apart." "It's funny." "What?" "Oh, nothing." "What?" "No, you'd think I was mad." "What's so bad about that?" "What's bad about being mad?" "All my best friends are." "Ask Higgins." "And I have been told that I, myself, at times, lean towards madness." "I think you do." "So what have you got to lose?" "When you arrived at the flat yesterday," "I thought for just a second that Geoffrey had walked into the room." "The old Geoffrey." "The one I fell in love with." "The one who made me laugh and feel alive and pretty." "Pretty?" "How could you ever not think you were pretty?" "I think you're the..." "I think you're beautiful." "Then you're mad." "Am I?" "Excuse me." "I'm afraid my French is a bit rusty." "You wouldn't happen to speak English, would you?" "Enough." "Oh, good." "Oh, thanks for the wine." "I don't drink, but thanks, anyway." "Hello." "Oh, hello!" "You look like you could use a friend, to show you around Morocco while you're here." "Oh, I'm only gonna be here for one night." "Well, in that case, you look like you could use a friend to show you around for one night." "You don't know where she went from Pacoima?" "Well, tell her when you see her that I gotta talk to her right away." "It's urgent." "Okay, thank you." "Still can't locate your travel agent?" "I must've made a dozen phone calls." "Perhaps you'll have better luck in the morning." "I sure hope so." "I wanna see a little bit of London." "Well, if you don't need anything else," "I believe I'll turn in, sir." "Wait." "I think I'll hit the sack, too." "Is your room satisfactory?" "Great." "Oh, good." "No, I only wondered because, well, it has quite a history." "It does?" "Oh, yes." "Yes, indeed." "Lord Bartholomew slept there." "A lord actually slept in that room?" "Mmm, for most of his life." "No kidding." "Until he was murdered in his bed." "In this room?" "Mmm." "Some say his soul is still trapped in there, waiting to take revenge on the men who murdered him." "Well, good night." "Night." "The revenge part is just legend." "I wouldn't let it frighten me." "Me?" "Frightened?" "You gotta be kidding." "Well, good night, then." "Good night." "Somebody moving out?" "No." "Somebody's decided to stay." "I found some instant coffee, if you feel like taking a chance." "Why not?" "You like it?" "Well, actually, it's pretty terrible." "Oh, no!" "I thought you meant the coffee." "No." "The painting is wonderful." "You should never ask me a question before 10:00 in the morning." "I love the painting." "You don't have to go overboard." "It's one of the first I ever did." "No, really, it's very nice." "Oh, you're a terrible liar." "How about some breakfast?" "I know a terrific little place down the road, mmm?" "Sure." "Okay." "Give me a minute to change." "Is there some place I can wash up?" "Yes, of course." "After breakfast, I was gonna stop by" "Geoff's office." "Geoff's office?" "I thought you might." "Thank you." "I want to come with you, Thomas." "I'm not so sure that's such a good idea." "Whoever is after..." "Whatever we're after certainly isn't playing games." "Now I have the background and the training and the experience to deal with them." "But I have the key." "Since I had been acting and thinking like Geoff up to now," "I wasn't particularly surprised that St. Clair Press looked exactly like I thought it would." "I felt like I'd come home." "He made some good investments to subsidize a business he loved." "Thomas!" "Is there any other way out of here?" "Why would anyone want to do this?" "Obviously they were looking for something." "His collection." "Oh, it's everything he loved." "His books?" "His special books." "If you were Geoffrey, where would you hide something?" "His books." "Thomas!" "What?" ""Pain tings of Constantin Brancusi. "" "What about it?" "Brancusi wasn't a painter." "He was a sculptor." "Let me see that." "Penelope." "He was at the funeral." "You know him?" "No." "What do you think it means?" "I don't know." "Let's ask Inspector Stokesay." "Hey!" "Thomas!" "He's the man in the photograph!" "Stay here!" "Thomas!" "Thanks." "The little boy in your dream, led you directly in front of the Jaguar?" "Yes, and stood there smiling." "What do you suppose it means?" "I don't know." "I thought that..." "Yes?" "Well, you know how some people think that dreams can be kind of symbolic." "Well, I thought maybe the little boy was Geoff trying to lead me to whoever killed him." "Or into jeopardy." "Why?" "Because of us?" "No." "That would be..." "That's..." "I just don't believe in ghost stories." "Maybe you should..." "Maybe you should go away." "What good would that do?" "Stop looking for these men." "It might put you out of danger." "I don't think they're going to let me disappear that easily." "And even if they would, I'm not gonna walk away and leave you with this." "It really isn't your problem." "Yes, it is." "Thomas." "It's all right." "We just have to get that photograph to Inspector Stokesay." "Maybe he already knows who our friends are." "Okay?" "Morning." "Breakfast will be served by the pool." "Breakfast by the pool?" "Ta-da!" "I'm still dreaming, right?" "Good morning." "How did you sleep?" "Great!" "What time is it?" "Half past one." "Oh, you gotta be kidding." "I never sleep that late." "It's a common malady." "It's called jet lag." "Please sit down." "Thank you." "You know," "I think it's called dancing the night away." "Do you get lonely being here all alone?" "No." "Tea?" "I" "About last night..." "Well, it's just something I'll never forget." "So you like our city?" "I like the people." "You know, there's no overwhelming reason why I have to go to England." "I think you'd like it." "I went to boarding school there when I was a child." "I spent my summers here." "I like to go back there at least once a year." "Is this your family's house?" "Oh, no." "My family went through their money long before I was old enough to leave home." "I bought this house." "Do you like it?" "You gotta be kidding!" "I mean, but, how do you..." "What time is your flight to London?" "Oh, I don't know." "I've been having trouble getting a flight out of here." "Maybe I can help you with that." "When you travel as much as I do, you get to know the people on the airlines." "There's no reason why you couldn't pack a bag and come along with me." "Is there?" "Look..." "I don't want you to think that last night was anything more than last night." "Excuse me." "We will all look back on this time with fond memories and the knowledge we were indeed part of something special." "It will require hard work, dedication, concentration and, above all, discipline." "However, with the proper spirit," "I'm quite certain that we can have Robin's Keep in excellent shape in time for the gala housewarming." "Mr. Mackerras will be giving you a tour of the grounds, after which we will go over menus and schedules." "Are there any questions?" "Mrs. Ridley, is it?" "What about the ghost?" "I beg your pardon?" "The ghost." "We'd heard that this castle was haunted." "I cannot work anywhere where we have ghosts floating about." "I don't know what you heard, but you can rest assured there are no ghosts" " here at Robin's Keep." " Higgins!" "Higgins, it's in my room!" "The ghost is in my bedroom!" "'Quit!" "So do I. What're you waiting for?" "Do something about it." "You'd better not go any closer." "There it is, Higgins." "Did you hear it?" "I heard it." "There definitely is something in the room, all right." "Within 48 hours, over 200 very rich, very powerful and very visible people will arrive, expecting not only the most sophisticated security to insure their safety, but also the very finest entertainment arrangements." "It has taken a Herculean effort on my part to assemble what could only be considered the most rudimentary staff and now, thanks to your astonishing behavior, they have all quit!" "Gee, Higgins, I'm sorry." "Anybody can make a mistake." "Not when we're on deadline!" "I haven't left you, Mr. Higgins." " Hi, this is Thomas Magnum." " Ah, Mr. Magnum." "I think I found something in the St. Clair case." "You have?" "And I think it's important." "Somebody turned Geoff's office upside down looking for it." "Indeed." "And the man in the black Jaguar has been snooping around." "What exactly have you found?" "It's a photograph." "Three men, a code name..." "I'll bring it by so you can see it for yourself." "No, no." "There's no need to come all the way into the Yard." "I'd be happy to pick it up." "No, it's okay, I'm not far away." "No, no, I insist." "Where are you?" "Well, to tell you the truth, I think it'd be easier if I found you." "I'll be there in about five minutes." "No, wait, don't..." "Sorry." "I was about to discover that red tape and bureaucracy have no allegiance or geographic boundaries." "Although Inspector Stokesay seemed very concerned about the photograph, getting past his legions of clerks and aides was no easy task." "Sorry to have kept you waiting for so long." "Please." "Sit down." "Well, Mrs. St. Clair." "I know this won't make up for the terrible loss, but I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that we have someone in custody in the hit and run accident involving your husband." "He has confessed, and I think we'll be able to successfully prosecute under involuntary manslaughter." "Involuntary?" "Exactly." "It was, after all, an accident." "Excuse me, but we've been dealing with Inspector Stokesay and he's investigating this as a murder." "I beg your pardon?" "We came here specifically to see Inspector Stokesay, and we've been waiting for over an hour." "Well, I apologize for the delay, but..." "Well, if you don't mind, we'd like to talk to him." "Yes, please." "But I am Inspector Stokesay." "Do you have any idea why he might be impersonating a Scotland Yard detective?" "We know he was after something." "Something, obviously, he was afraid we might turn over to you." "Do you know what that might be?" "No." "Well, we found this photograph in Geoffrey's office." "Now that must be important." "He went to a lot of trouble to hide it." "Excellent!" "Excellent!" "Who are they?" "We don't know." "We were hoping you would." "Does the name Scorpio 6 mean anything to you?" "I can't say that it does, no." "I can tell you what I can do, though." "I can run the name and the face through the computers, see what the boys there turn up." "Well, what do you think?" "That's him." "It looks exactly like him." "This is fantastic!" "A perfectly ordinary hit and run case turns into, potentially anyway, the sort of case..." "Oh, I do beg your pardon." "Absolutely no excuse at all for such rudeness." "It's purely that the implications in this case are staggering!" "I hope I didn't offend you." "I just find it hard to believe it was an accident." "I mean, don't you think it's an extraordinary coincidence that Geoff should be hit by a black Jaguar, and then a black Jaguar is pursuing us all over London?" "The car involved in your husband's accident was a black Daimler." "But it was a black Jaguar in my dream." "Maybe not, Thomas." "You thought it was a Jaguar." "It's the same body, but a different make." "They look exactly alike." "And I told Stokesay, that Stokesay, that it was a Jaguar." "After which he followed you around in one." "The question we have to ask is why." "And what was your husband's connection with him?" "And what's this guy after?" "I want you to do me a favor." "I have to check something out, and while I do," "I'd like you to come stay at Robin's Keep." "Why can't I come with you?" "Well, I'm not sure what I'm going to find and if it turns out to be dangerous, I'd like to know you're safe." "What could Geoffrey be involved with that could get dangerous?" "You know something about Geoffrey you're not telling me." "Look, my whole world is upside down." "If you know something..." "I'm not sure of anything yet, but when I am, I'll tell you." "I promise." "Calvin, Calvin." "Ah, Theodore Calvin." "Here we are." "I'm afraid it was all a mistake in the paperwork." "Somehow, Tawny's Travel Agency in Jersey City canceled a Calvinist church group, and the computer deleted all reservations with the name Calvin." "We're terribly sorry about the mix up." "Your travel agent created quite a stir when she heard what happened." "Well, as long as it's been taken care of." "We've upgraded you to first class." "Your flight leaves in one hour." "You'll be leaving, gate number nine." "Have a nice trip." "Yeah, thanks." "Thanks a lot." "Thank you." "Hello, operator." "I'd like to make a person-to-person call to Rick Orville Wright at..." "Sade!" "Sorry, operator." "I have the number right here." "Hey, that's great, T.C. I told you Tammy'd come through." "No, I can't." "I'm sorry, I just can't." "Higgins won't let me out of his sight." "You're gonna have to take a cab." "I don't know." "You take this freeway M25 or something like that, then you go past this old Roman villa." "He can tell the cab driver it's the Old Bailie estate." "Tell the cab driver it's the Old Bailie estate." "Yeah." "See you." "Hey, T.C. got a flight?" "Yeah, he got a flight, but I'm gonna be honest with you, Thomas." "He's not gonna be too thrilled about the deal you worked out with Higgins." "What deal?" "Oh, come on." "Don't act innocent with me, Thomas." "I know you." "You just figured you had better things to do..." "Rick so you'd con your two good old buddies here into pulling K.P." "You're the one who said you wanted to come over." "I just said it sounded like a good idea." "Well, I thought it was a good idea, too, until I found out about the work program that you and Higgins concocted." "I didn't concoct anything." "And where is Higgins?" "Busy auditioning musicians." "And until he gets back, you can start peeling some potatoes." "We've got about 50 more pounds to peel!" "I'll peel." "Well, I mean, it's a challenge." "That was remarkable." "Would you like to hear Loch Lomond?" "I'm afraid we haven't the time." "Thank you." "Entertainment for the party?" "Honestly, Magnum, I'm beginning to despair that we'll ever be ready in time." "What are you doing here?" "I thought you'd still be working on the St. Clair case." "I am." "I wanted to talk to you about something." "Mr. Higgins!" "Mr. Higgins!" "I don't suppose you've seen Millicent..." "Miss Mumford recently, have you?" "As a matter of fact I noticed her leaving about an hour ago." "Why?" "Oh, no reason, really." "So, Higgins..." "Just a moment, Magnum, let me get this down." "I wonder, did you move the silver service somewhere?" "You didn't leave Miss Mumford alone in a room with Mr. Masters' silver?" "She offered to polish it." "I have never known anyone with your phenomenal lack of judgment." "Higgins..." "How can you possibly expect me to recommend that Mr. Masters..." "Higgins!" "This is important." "Can I talk to you for just a minute?" "We have not finished this discussion." "For the life of me, I can't see what potential Mr. Masters saw in Ian." "Higgins, when you were..." "After all, the Empire was not built on lollygagging and good intentions." "It was built on a solid foundation of self-sacrifice and an unwavering commitment to..." "My God." "I sound just like my father." "I always promised myself that I would never..." "How is your father?" "Have you seen him?" "Well, no, I haven't seen him yet." "Higgins!" "How can you come all the way to England and not see your father?" "Have you called him?" "No, I haven't called him." "Don't you want to see him?" "Of course I want to see him." "It's just that there's been so much to do here." "Stuff that Ian could do if you'd let him." "I mean, everything's not gonna fall apart, you know, if you take the afternoon off to see your family." "How long's it been?" "Five, seven years?" "Forty." "What?" "Since the year I was expelled from Sandhurst." "I tried to explain to my father that I was enlisting and why." "He told me that if I did," "I need never enter his house again." "I haven't seen my family since." "But you've seen your brothers, at least." "My illegitimate half-brothers, you mean?" "Oh, yes, they've come to call." "But the family has not acknowledged me since that day." "Of course, I have long since forgiven my father his rash statements." "Perhaps I even understand why he felt the way he did." "Unfortunately, he's never been able to take the step to reconcile the unhappiness between us." "Have you?" "It's not that simple." "Maybe it is." "Surely you didn't ask to see me to discuss my family situation." "Well, no." "I wanted to talk to you about Geoffrey St. Clair." "I just wondered if during your days at MI6 you ever came across the name Scorpio 6?" "Does it mean anything to you?" "Well, apart from its astrological significance..." "There is something." "Scorpio 6..." "No, I can't recall." "Did you find something on the murder?" "I think so." "A piece of puzzle." "But I can't quite put it together yet." "I think it's a code name for a group of people and I think I know who two of them are." "A man and a woman." "You know them from your dream?" "No, no." "I met the woman at the hotel." "The Carlsboro." "That's right." "I just can't tell whether she's involved or her life's in danger, too." "If she is in danger..." "Unicorn." "What?" "A wood unicorn." "At the hotel?" "No, no." "In my dream I saw a train and a unicorn." "There is a carving at Marylebone Station." "Part of the old watering trough." "Thanks, Higgins." "Shall I come with you?" "No, I think it's time you saw your dad." "But thanks." "Mr. Higgins..." "Ian, this is very difficult for me to say, but..." "It's all right, sir." "I know what you have to say." "You do?" "And I don't blame you." "I've been a dunderhead." "What is this?" "My resignation." "It is the only honorable thing to do." "You know, I've been trying to think who it is you remind me of." "And it's just now occurred to me." "Sir?" "Someone I was very close to who, as a young man." "Tried very hard to please." "Sometimes too hard." "Did you ever attend military school?" "From the time I was six." "In spite of an occasional lapse in good judgment and a slight tendency to indulge in whimsical reminiscences about the castle," "I believe you have all the makings of a first-rate major-domo." "Therefore I can't accept your resignation." "Now, if there's nothing else to discuss, you have a quartet to hire." "I?" "Yes." "Another important matter has come up that I need to attend to." "I'm going to leave the hiring of the musicians to you." "Yes, sir." "Higgins' Estate." "Hello ?" "Hello ?" "Hello, Higgins." "All going well?" "Oh, yes, Mr. Masters." "Everything's going quite nicely." "Thank you." "1220 express service to Edinburgh is now departing, track six." "Excuse me." "I'd like to talk to..." "I guess the owner." "I'm the owner." "Owner, manager, chief bottle washer." "What can I do for you?" "My name is Thomas Magnum." "I'm a private investigator." "Thomas Magnum?" "Yes." "We better go someplace private to talk." "I had a message for you from Geoffrey St. Clair." "I've known Geoffrey since he was a little tyke." "Hardly recognized him when he came back after the war." "Anyway, last 10 or 12 years, every so often, maybe once a year, maybe less, he'd show up at the stand." "He had a letter all sealed up in an envelope addressed to Thomas Magnum." "He said if any harm came to him, I was to mail it to you." "He said it was his insurance." "And you were the only person in the world who'd know what to do with it." "Well, I'd appreciate it if you'd give it to me." "If he came to any harm, he said." "I read about his accident in the paper." "I mailed the letter to Hawaii yesterday." "Pieces of the puzzle were coming together, and it was revealing a picture of Geoffrey I hadn't wanted to look at" "He gave you the key?" "I would say that almost anything had something to do with his death." "The danger I had felt was real." "Geoffrey knew what it was and I was afraid I did, too." "I knew I had to talk to Penelope." "But I was thankful for the long drive home, hoping that I would find the words I had to say." "Were you ever stationed with my husband Geoffrey?" "No, but I sure heard a lot about him." "He was legendary." "What do you mean?" "Well, the way I heard it was that Geoff could slip into a village, go behind enemy lines, and terminate the key personnel just like that, and slip back out and never lose one of his own men." "Boy, he was gifted." "Terminate?" "What?" "You mean...assassinate?" "Hi, guys." "He was...an assassin?" "What are you talking about?" "I was telling her about Geoff, how good he was." "Thomas, I thought she would've known." "It's all right." "I should've told her myself." "You lied to me!" "I didn't." "I told you the truth." "All right, well, you withheld information and there's a certain point where that is tantamount to lying." "All that camaraderie and male bonding." "That was all true!" "And the murdering?" "It was a war, for God's sake!" "You neglected to tell me about that." "Would it have made you feel better if we'd dropped bombs from B-52's?" "I mean, from 50,000 feet we couldn't have seen their faces." "It would've made me feel better if you'd told me the truth from the beginning." "Why am I trying to justify this to you?" "It's a part of my life." "A part that's over, but I'm not ashamed of it." "Look, I just couldn't see what good it would do to you to find that out about Geoffrey now." "And I thought it might be hard for you to understand." "It is." "I'm sorry." "Penelope, there's something else I have to ask you, and it may be even harder for you to understand." "Those photos that Geoffrey sent you, you know, the ones that are missing, can you tell me what they are again?" "Pyramids, Egypt" "When?" "Can you remember when?" "'81." "October '81." "Sadat." "Nicaragua." "Somoza." "India." "You remember?" "I told you before each mission..." "He took a picture." "Oh, no." "Geoff never got out." "Magnum." "The London Dispatch, March 13, 1962." ""Scorpio 6, a secret organization of multinational businessmen," ""assassination plot uncovered," etcetera, etcetera." "I thought I remembered something about this." "A group of men who used assassination as a business tool." "If you can't deal with one government, find a way to install another." "Anyway, MI6 uncovered their organization, and put most of the leaders in jail." "All except Duncan Scott, reputed mastermind of the group." "He got away." "It was rumored he escaped to South America, and later died in an airplane crash there." "This must have something to do with Geoffrey's letter." "He's the man they hired." "The Carlsboro Hotel." "You must stop, this is a private party!" "Out of the way, out of the way." "Police!" "Everybody stand where they are!" "Oh, my God!" "Hi." "Thomas Magnum." "You're very good." "You remind me of Geoffrey." "I was hoping to see you." "I didn't want to just go away." "Well, Higgins said you'd decided to come home." "Just to pack." "I'm going to Paris." "To paint." "To think things over." "I don't know what to say." "About the other night..." "Penelope, I just don't want to be Geoffrey to you." "I don't want you to be, either." "Can I help you with that?" "Well, I think this is where you came in." "Yeah." "If you ever get tired of Paris," "I know a place where you can paint incredible sunsets." "Thank you." "Thank you for everything." "Nice party, Higgins." "Robin will be proud of you." "And of Ian." "Yeah, I know." "Did you ever reach your family?" "What?" "Oh, no." "We appear to be running low on wine." "Excuse me, Magnum." "This is an outrage!" "I demand to know who you are and where you're taking me." "Hi." "Magnum?" "What is the meaning of this?" "I figured it was the only way I could get you here." "Magnum, I really can't." "Yes, you can." "All you have to do is take the first step." "Jonathan," "my son." "You've come home."