Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Damn, Tom. It wasn't so different for us at one time, or did you forget?
I'll bet Jerry Sampson didn't own one. So?
you know, internal surveillance while he's out there on the estate.
[ Door Closes ]
It's all right.
Good-bye. Good-bye. Have a nice trip, Brigadier.
[ Magnum Narrating ] If Jerry Sampson had been on his way to kill the brigadier,
I was tired. My muscles ached from squatting in the brush all night.
Now.
Now, I can usually take his silly games, but not this morning.
I don't suppose either of you have ever been there, have you? [ Suzie ] No. No, I haven't.
A body search?
You're making fun of me. No, I'm not.
Yes. I didn't really get a chance to see it. It was just on an overnight.
The army suggested I might take a few days off...
Smile, Brigadier. It'll look good on your obituary.
[ Camera Clicking ]
Hi, guys.
- When all of Ireland is united. When we're a nation once again. - And then what?
And how was your morning swim? Fine.
and I'll go take a couple of laps, okay?
Rick, there's one thing you've got to learn.
Oh, all right. All right. 200 a day.
He really appreciates your help. Dobey.
Whoo. That creep still there?
Mmm. Thomas, I can't wait till you taste this.
- Tell him. - Came out here from the States about a month ago. Irish descent.
- Yeah. Stay. We've got a lot. - Man, I don't want no pasta.
I got it.
Of course.
I suppose we missed somebody.
Oh, fine. I was just running a few security checks. How about your end?
Explosives? Bye.
Right. I need something to eat and a place to lay down,
find Sampson, pick him up.
- Come on. Get up. It's almost noon. - [ Groans ]
while he's here, so we would like you to sort of keep an eye on things--
That's for the large. It's only two dollars for the small.
I bet it's very exciting. [ Phone Ringing ]
The unofficial word is that the I.R.A. has sworn to retaliate against General Folkes.
Rick had an address on the beach boy, Jerry Sampson.
Higgins was trying to tell me something. It was coming across loud and clear.
This is a private beach, and you are trespassing.
Can we go to one of your local hangouts so I can meet those crazy characters you deal with?
[ Magnum ] How's the water? Oh! You gave me goose bumps.
Welcome to Stalag 17. I-- No offense. I didn't mean you, about the houseguests.
- What's he doing? - Magnum, you idiot!
Good night, sir.
a gun or a bomb or something should've been at the bottom of the tidal pool.
- That's all you need to know. - Robin's taste in houseguests is beginning to slip, if you ask me.
If you wish to put yourself up off the grounds until they leave--
This guy is doing a lot more than just waving banners.
Don't shoot! It's Magnum!