Opening Scene of Thanks for The Honeymoon

Look, John, if you wanna make a dea, you can make it. That's your business. Then listen. I beat my brains out bringing Toni in here. I don't have to be here. Toni says no McGarrett, no talk. Steve, we'll just listen. I'm in no more mood to make a deal with that monster than you are. Hello, Toni. Wow, you came. Brought the big fella too, huh? Far out. Can I get you some coffee, little homemade apple pie? Said you wanted to pitch a deal. Right. That's what I love about you. Right to the mother-loving point. I want out. Hm. Out. No trial, no bail, just out. That's right. Come on, John, you're wasting my time. Open up, please. How'd you gents like to nail Manola? One more time. King Manola. What charge? How about *** one? We're listening. We got a deal? He said we're listening, go on. Ever hear of a creep named Victor Delgado? Yeah. It was no accident, it was a hit. Manola ordered it? Manola did it, with his own two hands. I know because I saw him with my own two eyes. No way. No way. If you saw, you'd be dead. No way Manola would let you live to testify. I saw, I'm alive, and I can prove every word I say. Now, gentlemen, do we have a deal? You want immunity for eyewitness testimony? Yep. For me and Marty. If your story holds up, then you and Marty will get your immunity. Let's get it on tape. Not so fast. Immunity, for openers. I also want the present charge against me and Marty reduced to simple robbery. Tell that to the guard with Marty's bullet in his chest. Come on, John, let's go. You'd rather put away a couple of small fries like me and Marty than nail Manola? That's much better. You see, baby, I told you they'd be reasonable. That's right. I'm pregnant. Isn't that groovy? Which leads me to demand number three. Me and Marty's gonna be married. In a church. That's possible. There's a chapel right here. A real church. After the wedding comes the honeymoon. See you in court, John. All right, a weekend. In a suite at a top hotel. Yeah. I get to pick the, uh-- What do you call it? Maid of honor. No big thing. It stinks, John. The whole deal stinks. If she's building a frame, why in the world pick on Manola? That's like playing Russian roulette with only one chamber empty. She's a liar, she's a pathological liar. Why frame Manola? Because that's the only frame that can help her. Anything smaller than Manola, we'd have walked by now, wouldn't we? If you're gonna finger Manola for *** one, you should be in solitary. You're not stupid. You know Manola's gonna come after you, don't you? I want the kid to have a legit father. I want the wedding, the honeymoon. The works. Then I'll sit in solitary. And, McGarrett, I don't want to wait until the kid is kicking. You want Manola, book the church. Well? McGARRETT: Okay, from the top. Let's have it and in deta. Don't skip anything.