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McGARRETT: Mr. Edmonds?
McGarrett, Hawaii Five-0.
You know, I expected dancing girls,
flowers,
a kiss on the cheek.
And all I get is a cop.
How long do you plan to be here?
Well, that doesn't sound friendly.
I came here for some sun and some broads,
and as soon as I get my fill, I'll--
In the future let me suggest
you find your action in Detroit
and use a sun lamp.
Now, the fighter who got slugged last night
is your boy, isn't he?
Wrong.
You know nobody with a record can handle a fighter.
Boxing commissions get very uptight about that.
Come on, come on, Edmonds. Don't con me.
The manager of record--
Yes, I know who the manager of record is.
I also know that Davis is your boy.
Now, is that why you're here?
A piece of merchandise gets damaged.
A man likes to know what happened. That's all.
Okay, if that's all.
But let me give you some advice.
Don't even spit on the sidewalk.
Dig?