Magnum P.I.

Ready. Aim.

Aim. Fire.

- Present. - Arms.

Ready.

I urge you to consider this,

that no place in the National Memorial Cemetery of the Pacific

can be purchased; each must be earned.

In life, Bob Braddock honored this flag,

and now, in death, this flag will honor him.

That was lovely, Magnum. Thank you for inviting us.

Thank you all for coming. It means a lot.

Any excuse to put on my favorite suit.

No, it was an honor to be here.

Yeah, you really went above and beyond

for Bob and his family.

Thanks, TC.

I'll catch up with you guys.

I want to thank you and your friends

for being here to honor Bobby.

It was our pleasure.

Bob was a great man.

And I'm so grateful to you

for bringing him and me back together

before it was too late.

Sharing...

these last two weeks with him was...

Well, here.

No, no. Just knowing Bob was enough.

It's not from me, it's from Bobby.

This is from me.

Don't let the years slip between your fingers

like we did.

Anybody you care about,

tell them how you feel.

And then hold 'em close and never let 'em go.

Hmm?

Yes, sir.

Good.

Thanks, Thomas.

Thanks, Danny.

Nice ride, Detective. Midlife crisis?

I've had this bike since I was 29.

Oh, yours hit early.

They call me in on my day off to listen to your stand-up,

or you got a body to show me?

Can't we do both?

Right.

Heavy rains last week must have uncovered it.

A group of hikers wandered off the main trail

this morning and spotted this.

Looks like a body dump.

Been here about four or five years.

Victim appears to be an adult male.

Hands were bound.

Bullet hole in the temple suggests this was an execution,

so maybe Yakuza or Triads?

No, they're pros.

This was amateur hour.

The shallow grave, teeth intact.

Shell casing left with the body.

That's not all they left.

We found this phone in the victim's pocket.

Using mobile forensics, we determined that

the battery died on March 2, 2018,

at 1:38 a.m.

We're out of cell range,

so it would've drained pretty quickly

searching for a signal.

Even fully charged, it'd be dead

in three to six hours.

Which puts the night of March 1st

as the probable time of death.

Is there anything on there that could help ID the victim?

Still working on that.

Memory's pretty degraded.

But I was able to recover a voice mail

left about three days before the phone died.

Sebastian Nuzo.

You know him?

No, but I know someone who did.

Well, the card on Bob's gift said:

"Don't drink it alone."

Well, you heard the man. It's 5:00 somewhere.

Yeah, I hope Bob won't mind me going with ginger ale.

I gotta fly a tour in 30 minutes.

Gotcha, buddy.

Thank you, Ricky.

Okay, to Bob, and the 'ohana

that helped me honor him today. Cheers.

Cheers.

That's excellent.

Ow!

Kumu!

What?

I've got a meeting to get to at the Cultural Center.

It's on my way. You want a ride?

- Mahalo. - Yeah, I gotta bail, too.

Suzy and I are picking out some paint for the baby's room.

- And I got a lunch date with Mahina. - Ooh.

And I gotta help Cade with his homework.

So, later, alligator.

- Bye. - See you, guys.

- See you. - Thanks for coming.

Okay, what is it?

What do you mean?

Your phone. What did you not want me to see?

Just tell me it doesn't have anything to do with MI6.

No, no, I assure you it's nothing like that.

Okay, well, come on. Spill.

You remember Ella?

The 12-year-old you helped crack a triple homicide with.

That's who you're texting?

No, not her.

It's her father, Cole.

I mean, we're just texting, okay?

So there is absolutely nothing to needle me about.

And you can wipe away that silly grin.

This grin isn't because there's something to needle you about.

It's because there could be something to needle you about

in the future, and... I look forward to that.

Right. Wow, what an exciting life

you do lead, Thomas.

Mm.

Hey, Gordie, what's going on? Sure. Yeah, yeah.

Uh, we'll be right down. Okay.

What's up?

Gordie says he wants to talk to me

down at the station.

- Just you? What's it about? - I don't know.

He didn't say.

Have a seat.

Okay, look, I-I think I know what this is about,

and I know technically it's a crime

to use a fake badge,

but I never said I was a cop.

So...

- That's not what this is about. - No.

Okay, well, just forget what I said.

Gladly. But I do need to ask you some questions.

HPD recovered a body this morning.

Homicide from four years ago.

There was a voice mail on the victim's phone

from Sebastian Nuzo.

Thomas!

Oh, Nuzo...

Four years ago?

That was around the time Nuzo was killed.

You think this could be connected?

Well, this is about six months before Nuzo died,

but I am wondering if there's a different kind of connection.

Hey, it's Nuzo. Look,

you're not returning my phone calls,

so let me just make this clear. You think you can

double-cross me? When I find your sorry ass,

there's gonna be hell to pay.

Three days after receiving this message,

the victim was shot in the head.

And right now, Sebastian Nuzo is the prime suspect.

Look, I know how it sounds,

but there's no way Nuzo had anything to do with the murder.

I know he was your friend, Magnum,

but I can't ignore evidence.

I'm not asking you to ignore evidence.

I'm just saying you don't have all the evidence.

Who was this guy anyway?

Well, we're still waiting on Forensics to confirm,

but the cell's SIM card

and a four-year-old missing persons report

have tentatively ID'd the victim as Bruce Fletcher.

You ever meet him, or hear Nuzo talk about him?

No. No.

Nuzo never mentioned the guy,

but if I can think of anything, I'll let you know.

Why'd you just lie for me?

You know why.

I'm not telling him about your history with Fletcher

until I have the whole picture.

We both know you didn't kill him.

Do we, though? I mean, come on.

You heard that voice mail.

Okay, smart guy, how'd you do it?

How the hell should I know?

I'm just your memories, pal.

If you really want to know who killed that guy...

I'm gonna have to find out myself.

So you gonna take the case?

- Hey. - Yo.

Hey, guys.

Thanks for coming.

Did you talk to Katsumoto yet?

Yeah, about 30 minutes ago.

And he called me right after.

He play you the voice mail?

Yeah. And I told him he's out of his mind

- if he thinks Nuzo did this. - Same here.

I have no idea who this Fletcher dude is,

or why Nuzo would leave that message.

But you do, don't you?

So what did you not tell Gordon that you're gonna tell us?

About four years ago, Nuzo comes to me