Hawaii Five-O (1968–1980): Season 10, Episode 3 - The Cop on the Cover - full transcript
Over McGarrett's strong objections, the Governor orders him to allow Terri O'Brien, a reporter for a popular new weekly magazine, to shadow him and the other members of Five-O for a story about their organization. As O'Brien follows the developments of the kidnapping of a scientist's two children, she becomes convinced that McGarrett has rushed to judge the culpability of a bus driver accused of the crime. Even as she argues with McGarrett about his decisions in the case, O'Brien begins to investigate the case on her own.
MAN: We've got your kids.
- Just follow orders. No cops.
- Ahem.
JAMESON: There's a reporter
in town, Steve. Terri O'Brien.
One thing puzzles
me about Five-0.
There isn't a woman on the team.
He reads minds.
Moala, you're covered.
Look up the channel behind you.
Throw your gun down and come out.
Truth doesn't come floating in
on a morning tide, Miss O'Brien.
Sometimes you
have to dig for it.
- Confucius?
- No, McGarrett.
STUART: No, it's
all right, Mr. Bowes.
No problem at all, sir.
Well, actually, we're three
weeks ahead of schedule.
That's right. See you later
this evening at the party.
Fine.
Thanks, Masaru.
- Will that be all, Mr. Longworth?
- Mm-hm.
Stu, something must
have happened to them.
Oh, don't borrow trouble, Em.
They know we're due
at the Gordons' at 7
and they both have watches.
But if we're late, they can bloody well
do without the van for a week or two.
Em, honey, why is it that the
best surf always seems to come up
just before you have
to split for home?
- You're as bad as they are.
- I am, huh?
[PHONE RINGS]
Hello, this is Longworth.
MAN [ON PHONE]:
We've got your kids.
I'm sorry, I didn't
get that. Say it again.
MAN: We've got your kids.
What is it? The children?
MAN: Now, listen carefully.
Yes.
You want to see Jason
and Hilary alive again?
Don't blow your cool.
Just follow orders.
Keep a low profile, understand?
No cops.
STUART: How much is the fare?
- Uh, twenty-five cents.
[COUGHS]
[BUZZES]
[BUZZES]
[PHONE RINGS]
Hello?
We received the money. You
may call your husband now.
[SIRENS WAILING]
Daddy. Daddy.
McGARRETT: We have all available
manpower in the Longworth case.
I'll keep you posted.
If that's all, sir, I think
I'd better get back.
Uh, not quite.
There's a reporter
in town, Steve.
Terri O'Brien, from
News World Magazine.
The editor wants
to do a cover story.
I know.
I bowed out.
But the publisher
appealed to me personally.
Steve, it's the new in magazine.
Booming circulation,
free national publicity
for the islands and Five-0.
Governor, I'm a
cop, not a PR man.
I don't have the time to be bird-dogged
by a reporter to pose for pictures.
I'm not asking you to
pose for a centerfold, Steve.
No, there's a lot more to
be gained here than lost.
It's a minor inconvenience.
That's all it will mean.
Governor, I have never
questioned, uh, an order or a request
that you've made of
me, but I must ask you
to seriously
reconsider this one.
Steve, suppose they
decide to, uh, do a cover story
without your cooperation.
That could be very
damaging to all of us.
No. No, sir, you'll have to
accept my judgment on this one.
No, I don't, Steve. I
hate to pull rank on you,
but I must insist that
you go through with this.
Governor, I hate to be stubborn,
but I seriously question
your judgment on this one.
Oh, you Irish are
all alike. Hotheads.
Now, cool off and settle down.
Very well, sir.
I will be as sincere and
cooperative as I can be.
Hope you brought more beer.
I worked up quite a thirst
getting rid of those tire tracks.
Made the headlines.
Very big on the tube too.
Now all we have to do is wait
for the Robin Hood caper to work.
A $50,000 gift makes
Robin Hood a piker.
They haven't said
anything about Moala yet.
No, don't worry. They'll
come down on him fast.
[LAUGHS]
All right, enough
kidding around.
Characterize your boss
for me in ten words or less.
Hey, that's a heavy assignment.
Oh, he's, um, dedicated,
honest, uh, intuitive,
tough when he has to be,
daring and, uh, eminently fair.
The John Wayne of Waikiki.
Hey, please, just
quote me on what I say.
[DOOR OPENS]
Lani, I'm expecting a reporter
sometime today, a Mr. O'Brien.
Oh, it's Miss O'Brien.
Terri for short.
I'm glad you changed your mind
about the interview, Mr. McGarrett.
I didn't change my
mind. The governor did.
Oh. Uh...
I seem to have
come at a bad time?
Well, one time is as bad
as another, Miss O'Brien.
Oh, look on the bright side
of things, Mr. McGarrett.
It'll be quite painless.
When I'm finished, you'll be one
of the biggest tourist attractions
since Mauna Loa erupted.
The sooner we start,
the sooner we finish.
Ask Duke to join us please.
After you.
Why the tape recorder?
Oh, if you don't mind. Not
that I don't have total recall,
but some people
have second thoughts
and claim they're misquoted.
Come on in, gentlemen.
You've met Miss O'Brien.
Oh, here's Duke Lukela,
another member of our team.
Miss O'Brien is here at the
invitation of the governor.
She wants to see
how Five-0 functions.
Oh, I'm here to interview
you, Mr. McGarrett, not Five-0.
Miss O'Brien, you
have a job to do,
and, uh, I'm under
direct orders to cooperate.
So long as your job does
not interfere with mine,
we can avoid a collision course.
I agree. So why don't you gentlemen
get on with business as usual?
Oh, one more thing.
Anything regarding our
caseload is strictly confidential.
- That's rule number one.
- Yes, sir.
Danno, what have we got
on the Longworth kidnapping?
Well, the father paid the
50,000 ransom this morning.
The kids turned up in the
family van in the park unharmed.
As far as the father's
concerned, that's all that counts.
The money wasn't any problem.
Stuart Longworth's in
charge of some priority design
at the ESSTR Corporation.
Makes big money.
Why would the kidnapper
settle for 50,000 then?
[PHONE BUZZES]
McGarrett.
Oh, yes, just a minute,
please. He's right here, yeah.
- H.P.D. for you.
- Yeah.
- Is Che going over the van?
- Stem to stern.
Tires, gas mileage, anything
that might tell us where it's been.
Good. Move on
anything you find there.
See if you can come up with
why that van was parked there.
Check.
Okay, Tony, thank you.
The driver of the bus where Longworth
left the ransom money is an ex-con.
He finished doing time two
years ago for armed robbery.
That's interesting.
Maybe he was in on it.
That's what H.P.D. thinks.
Two officers tried to
question him, he clammed up.
They're trying to
get a search warrant.
Okay, be there when
and if they use it, Danno.
I'm gonna have a chat
with the Longworths.
Where do you think you're going?
- With you.
- Oh?
The governor, remember?
TERRI: What made
you want to be a cop?
What made you
want to be a reporter?
You would not be forgotten
when you're dead and rotten.
Either write things worth the
reading or do things worth the writing.
Ha. I don't think Ben Franklin
had either of us in mind
when he wrote that.
I don't know. According
to Officer Williams,
you're an unusual
combination of tough cop
and a compassionate
concerned citizen,
especially where the
Hawaiian people are concerned.
That's right.
That's right. I think they're
being terribly exploited.
I'd say that's a nifty plank
for a gubernatorial pitch.
And my sources say
you'd have backing.
Sources? What sources?
Oh, you're talking to a
woman who went to prison
rather than reveal her sources.
Well, whoever they are,
they're sadly mistaken.
Sorry.
Mr. McGarrett, you
are a logical candidate
when the governor
decides to step aside.
And so far, I've
uncovered no improprieties,
public or private, to date.
My private affairs
are off-limits also.
Now, that's rule number
two, Miss O'Brien.
You wouldn't be hiding
something, Mr. McGarrett?
Sorry. Sorry to disappoint you.
That's very intriguing.
The man leaves his office,
the car turns into a pumpkin,
McGarrett becomes
the invisible man.
An enigma, a challenge.
Very sexy image to women.
[CHUCKLES]
The legend has a sense of humor?
I refuse to answer that one
on the grounds that
it may incriminate me.
Well, you'll be pleased
to know that you're rated
among the first three
bachelors on the islands.
One lady who sampled
your gourmet cooking,
heard you play guitar, and
admired your Sunday paintings,
dubbed you a true
Renaissance man.
You know, you've already
broken rule number two.
Reporter's prerogative,
Mr. McGarrett.
When it comes to my
personal affairs, Miss O'Brien,
it ceases to become
a prerogative.
It becomes a presumption.
Five years I cooperated.
I cooperated because
I couldn't stand solitary,
and now I wanna be left alone!
You understand?
You ain't gonna find
no ransom money here.
People are gonna
hear about this, man.
- Civil liberties people.
- Yeah.
And don't think they can't
make it hard on you guys.
- What is that?
- You tell me.
Lila. Lila.
Tell him what the key is, honey.
I don't know, Joe. I've
never seen it before.
Let's see, 281.
Here we are.
Miss O'Brien understands
that anything said here
is not for publication unless
you specifically authorize it.
But if you have any objections
whatsoever, she'll be dismissed.
No, I have no objections.
I have nothing to conceal.
Thank you.
STUART: Look, McGarrett, I'm
beginning to feel like a broken record.
I've gone over the same story.
First to the police, then the reporters.
Yes, I understand,
but sometimes with repetition,
something new comes to mind.
Now, think back to the
voice on the telephone.
Was there anything
distinctive about it?
Was it local, or haole,
or Oriental, educated?
No. I mean, it was
just a man's voice.
Well, more like
a whisper, really.
What about the
woman, Mrs. Longworth?
I've been thinking about that,
and it strikes me that she
sounded, uh, Hawaiian or Oriental.
There was a rhythm to
the way she was talking.
Good Lord, Em.
Two sentences and you
become an expert on linguistics?
Well, maybe the
children can help, eh?
Why?
Look, they've already
been interrogated.
They're staying
with friends now.
They're safe in a
high-security condominium.
Look, I'm sorry, but I'm afraid
we can't tell you anything more.
Can't or won't, Mr. Longworth?
Okay, maybe I haven't
racked my brain enough for you,
but all I wanna do is forget it.
We got our kids back alive
and that is the only
thing that counts for me.
Not if these same people decide
to kidnap someone else's child.
Let me tell you
something, Mr. McGarrett.
Just as soon as possible,
I'm gonna pack my family up
and move away from here.
If you run out, these people
and other people like them
will try this again and again
until one of their victims
doesn't come back alive.
Now, think about
that, Mr. Longworth.
Is that your usual style of
interrogation, Mr. McGarrett?
I just ask the questions
that need to be asked.
There are many
ways to ask a question.
Oh, you're giving lessons
in police procedure now?
Those people are the
victims of the crime.
You were anything but gentle.
Well, Mr. Longworth was evasive.
Perhaps you didn't recognize that.
They've just been through a hell of
an experience. They're still in shock.
The truth doesn't come floating in
on the morning tide, Miss O'Brien.
Sometimes you
have to dig for it.
- Confucius?
- No, McGarrett.
- Thanks for lunch.
- My pleasure.
- How did round two go?
- Oh, split decision, Danny.
Immovable object
meets irresistible force?
Well, right now, I
don't feel irresistible.
I don't need counsel.
It's when you're guilty
you need counsel.
We ain't done nothing.
- How do you explain the key?
- I don't know.
Anybody could've planted it
there while we were at work.
- Anybody could have done it.
- And the locker at the bus stop?
If it was me, it would be the dumbest
place in the world for me to stash it.
- Can't you see that, Mr. McGarrett?
- Where were you Sunday night?
MOALA: Bowling. LILA: At home.
- Lila, what are you doing?
- We were at home, Joe.
We watched TV, the
movie with the dinosaurs.
That's right. Saturday
we went bowling.
Anyone drop in or call?
[MOALA SCOFFS]
Can't take the word of
an ex-con. One mistake.
One mistake, and you pay
the price the rest of your life.
That's all you really got on us,
the fact I was in the slammer once.
And that's all.
Are you asking
us to forget the key
and the fact that Longworth
left the money on your bus?
Mr. McGarrett, I swear to you,
Lila and me had nothing to do with it.
You'd better get
a lawyer, Moala.
Public defender's office
won't cost you anything.
- Danno.
- I did my time.
I'm not gonna go back, you hear?
I'm not gonna go back
for something I didn't do.
DANNY: Okay.
MOALA: What is this?
What are you doing?
I'm not going back there.
I didn't do it, I'm
telling you. I didn't do it!
You are considering the possibility
he was framed, aren't you?
- Please, Miss O'Brien.
- You're not.
You always answer
your own questions?
Do you ever give
a forthright answer?
Let me make something clear.
This assignment
does not entitle you
to special privileges not
accorded the rest of the press.
There are always
certain circumstances
which are best kept confidential
until the case is closed.
Mr. McGarrett, how
many closed cases
hide unsolved crimes?
Danno, I need some answers.
Do you think that key
could have been planted?
Why would the kidnappers
bother with a frame?
And why would they
give away $50,000?
- Unless they're playing some game.
- Yeah, why, indeed.
Yet our inquiring reporter over
there bought Moala's story in a flash.
Of course, she's
not interested in fact.
She's, uh, operating
on female intuition, huh?
I didn't know intuition had
a gender. It's a gut reaction.
Reaction, indeed.
Steve, what about having
the Longworths listen
to the Moalas' voices?
Yeah, it's a good idea.
Put Duke and Chin
on it right away.
I think I'd like to see the
rest of the team at work.
Oh, that, Miss O'Brien, may
be the most constructive idea
you've had all day.
Boy, that lady's something else.
Danno, I'd like you to run
out to ESSTR Corporation,
find out just what
Stuart Longworth does
to earn that kind of money.
Right.
To Mr. Burroughs.
Subject, resignation.
It is with great personal regret
and professional disappointment
that I hereby submit my resignation
as director of the Pi Alpha Project.
STUART: Lee Ann?
- Yes?
When you're finished, hand-deliver
it to Mr. Burroughs, please.
Yes, sir.
You understand there
are certain questions
about our work here that I
am not at liberty to answer?
Yes, sir, but I'm only
interested in Stuart Longworth.
Damn shame. Best designer
here, and we're losing him
because of that nasty
business with the children.
Can't say I blame him.
Does his work involve
breeder reactors?
That's a reasonable deduction.
For power plants
to be sold abroad?
That's one of those
sensitive questions.
I take it the, uh, design for those
are kept under very tight security.
The tightest. Competition
in this business is appalling.
That's why our security
system has to be foolproof.
Foolproof? I've
heard that before.
You like to sail, Joe?
What's that got to do
with the price of nickels?
You don't care whether
I like to sail or not, man.
What's it building up to?
LILA: Joe, please.
LILA [OVER SPEAKER]:
He does like to sail.
DUKE [OVER SPEAKER]:
Ever own a boat?
MOALA [OVER SPEAKER]:
Yeah, me and a friend built one once.
LILA: You know,
Joe, it's like on the TV.
You got the tough cop
and then you got the nice
one to kind of soften you up.
I don't think that was her.
- Can you remember anything else?
- Yeah.
The man who was driving the van?
He had one of those
stocking masks on.
It was a weirdo.
He made us lie on the
floor after he blindfolded us.
We couldn't hear
anything but the motor.
At the house, we could
hear the wind sometimes.
- There were hardly any cars, though.
- Never heard the ocean?
Negative.
I do remember hearing
birds singing a lot.
Yeah, it was really quiet.
Like it was really way
out of the way someplace.
How would you know?
You had the quad turned up so loud,
you can't hear anything else anyway.
Looks like some things
are back to normal.
The fear never really stops.
Every time they're
out of my sight, I worry.
The telephone rings
and I start shaking.
That's not good for them or me.
Mrs. Longworth, is it possible
for me to talk to your husband?
Well, he doesn't
get home until late.
Maybe at the office.
Could you fix it?
- I'll try.
- Okay.
Chin, is there a
telephone around here?
Yeah. Turn right outside
the door, end of the corridor.
Thanks.
[DOOR OPENS]
LILA: Oh, Joe. MOALA:
Help me, please.
- Honey, what's wrong?
- Terrible pain.
- Not like last year.
- Like a knife.
LILA: Please,
someone, it's his heart.
Get an ambulance.
- I wanna go with him, please.
DUKE: I'm sorry, ma'am.
I got things to follow up with
Chin. Will you tell McGarrett?
- You bet I will. LILA: Joe.
Longworth's into secret stuff, the
kind other companies drool over.
And he had access to the microfilm
the blueprints were recorded on.
- Could he have lifted any?
- In theory, no.
In practice, he's been using that
microfilm library for three years.
Therefore, he could have
picked up a few tricks, huh?
He resigned today.
He resigned?
Just three weeks before the
mandatory lie-detector tests
in the security procedures.
Chin doesn't think the Longworth kids
could have been held at Moala's place.
Now, what have we got
here anyway, Danno?
TERRI: I'll tell you
what you've got.
A man pushed beyond endurance.
Joe Moala just
had a heart attack.
Low blow. Terri,
give us a break.
TERRI: The same breaks
you've been giving Moala?
Circumstantial evidence,
bullying the man until he breaks.
They've just taken
him to the hospital.
Then perhaps that's where you should
be getting your story, Miss O'Brien.
I know where to get
my story, Mr. McGarrett.
[PHONE RINGS]
McGarrett. Yeah.
When? What the hell do you mean?
Okay, thank you.
- What is it?
- We've been had, Danno.
Moala's heart attack was a fake.
He overpowered an H.P.D. guard
in the ambulance and escaped.
Okay, get out an
APB immediately.
Squeeze anything you
can out of his wife, relatives,
neighbors, anybody.
Moala's a desperate man.
Now, he's liable to do anything.
Mark him armed and
dangerous, but I want him alive.
- Miss O'Brien?
- Yes.
Mr. Longworth is expecting
you. I'll tell him you're here.
- If you'll just have a seat right there.
- Thank you.
Smashing glasses.
Thank you. Saves
having two pairs.
Miss O'Brien? He'll see you now.
TERRI: Thanks.
Thank you for seeing me.
I have a great deal to do here,
but my wife made it sound
like it was an emergency.
Well, it is for Joe Moala.
I was with your
family this afternoon
when they failed to identify
his voice and his wife's.
Forgive me.
I don't wish to discuss the kidnapping.
I thought you understood that.
Oh, I'm not so much
concerned with the kidnapping
as the way McGarrett
is handling it.
Well, then I suggest that
you discuss that with him.
Mr. Longworth, there's some
very strange aspects to this case.
Please, Miss O'Brien.
How did the kidnappers know
where Hilary and Jason were going
that Sunday?
That's easy.
Hilary and Jason
went to the same beach
with the same crowd almost
every Sunday afternoon.
Now, if you'll check with Five-0,
you'll find they've asked me
these same questions
at least 50 times.
By recovering the ransom
and arresting the Moalas,
Five-0 thinks the
case is solved.
Joe Moala is going to jail.
He may be guilty.
It's none of my concern.
The nightmare is over
and it's not going to recur.
As far as I'm concerned, the
police have done an excellent job.
And as far as I'm concerned,
an innocent man may
very well be railroaded.
If indeed he
lives to stand trial.
[PANTING]
I agree with you
about Longworth.
He does seem to
be hiding something.
But I don't agree
with you about Moala.
He did what he did because
you pushed him too far.
Pushed him too far?
Miss O'Brien, I agreed
to this dinner interview
to give you some
answers to some questions
you said you needed
to complete your article.
Now, I have no intention
of discussing the case.
- But, Mr. McGarrett, don't you...?
- Please.
Is this an interview
or a debate?
All right, the interview.
One thing puzzles
me about Five-0.
There isn't a woman on the team.
- He reads minds.
- I've been waiting for that one.
My readers await.
We have frequently used
female personnel in our operations.
Frequently.
Making coffee, filing reports,
answering telephones?
That's a cheap shot, you know.
Women have often handled
dangerous assignments for Five-0.
But bringing someone new in,
male or female, untrained
in our method of operation
could seriously reduce
our effectiveness.
Seriously.
In other words,
Five-0 is a private club.
You keep putting words
in people's mouths.
In no way Five-0
is a private club.
But it is a tight, efficient
organization. That's why we're effective.
There are many women
who could qualify for this outfit.
Even run it.
You're just determined to
keep it a private sanctuary.
Got any candidates?
Let me know and I'll put them
on the payroll immediately.
Now, if you'll excuse me.
It's been a delightful evening.
Waiter, check, please.
I'll split it with you.
You really are
exasperating, you know that?
I know.
Get below. The whole
island's still looking for you.
I hate to lay this on you, Sailor, but
there was no place else I could go.
Yeah, go, go, go. I thought
you said you was going straight.
How come you ran out, man?
I didn't do it, Sailor.
They just think I did.
And you know something?
They're not gonna listen.
That's not what the people say.
They had it wrong,
man. Honest to God.
[SIGHS]
Well, running away
not gonna help nothing.
It didn't seem like
they're gonna believe us.
We'd be in jail, and nobody would
be looking for the finks that framed us.
It's tight, Sailor, it's
tight. It's got me crazy.
Yeah, who would wanna
frame you and Lila, huh?
- Who would wanna spend $50,000?
- I don't know, man!
I gotta get off this island,
man. I gotta get off this island.
I don't know.
Molokai, Maui maybe.
And you're my only chance,
man, so let's get this tub underway.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
We cannot sail yet.
We have no more
supplies, no more food.
We got no more beer.
So I tell you what,
you just hang loose
and, uh, I'll go scrounge
up whatever we need, okay?
It's getting tight. It's
closing in on me, Sailor.
I know, I know,
I know, but, uh...
I'll hurry, but I think that
we're gonna be a lot better off
if, uh, we wait till we got more
boats out in the channel, okay?
And, hey, relax.
Keep your head
below this deck, okay?
- Hey, Sailor?
- Yeah?
You know, there's not too
many people I can trust, man.
Problem is, they just
don't wanna trust me.
I couldn't turn to nobody else.
I want you to know
that I will never forget.
Okay.
OPERATOR: Honolulu
Police Department.
Um, yeah.
I, um...
Never mind.
Hey, brother, you got a minute?
McGARRETT: Okay,
okay, honey, that's enough.
All right. I should have a first
draft for you in the morning.
And I'll have the
blue pencil ready.
Steve, Duke's tracked
down Moala's friend Sailor.
Moala's on his boat at
the South Coast Marina.
McGARRETT: Let's go.
You two should issue
hourly weather reports.
Shut up.
Moala?
This is McGarrett,
Hawaii Five-0.
We know you're on the boat.
Come out with your hands up.
Sailor, you Judas!
Well, he's armed. We know that.
Hold your fire,
gentlemen. Hold your fire.
All right, get the media back.
No exceptions.
Danno, come with me.
Moala, you're covered. Look
up the channel behind you.
Throw your gun
down and come out.
I told you once,
I'm not going back.
Maybe you don't have to.
That's a crock,
McGarrett, and you know it.
Listen to me, you guys
out there from the news.
I got something to say.
Listen to me.
I did it, I'm guilty.
Me, Joe Moala.
My wife had nothing to do
with it. I snatched them kids solo.
What's he doing?
Setting the stage, Danno.
- For what?
- Suicide.
Just me!
I did it myself! I did it!
But not Lila.
Not Lila!
Danno, hold this.
Hey, what are you doing?
My job.
Moala, I don't have a gun.
I'm clean.
You stay back.
You just stay back!
I don't believe that you
kidnapped those kids.
You're absolutely
right. It's all too pat.
It's got to be a frame.
I just confessed to all
those newspaper people.
I said stay back!
So, what's your angle, McGarrett?
Why would it bother you?
I'm after the truth, Joe, that's
all. I'm just after the truth.
Yeah? Yeah? Yeah?
I know guys in prison on
account of what was in the papers.
Joe, people are in
prison for one reason.
Because a judge and
a jury weigh the facts.
Now, come on, Joe.
I wanna get the facts for
you, but you've gotta help me.
Give me the gun.
Trust me, please.
Come on, give me the
gun. Give me the gun.
As I said, intuitive and daring.
McGARRETT: Thank you.
This ought to do a lot for
the McGarrett mystique.
I don't know what you said
to convince him, but it worked.
Question is, why save a
man's life when you're gonna try
and send him up for life?
No, no. The question is,
why didn't I have the luck
to draw a reporter
who deals in solid facts
instead of a
second-class Lois Lane?
[CHUCKLES]
MOALA: Yeah.
Yeah, I remember him.
Real nice suit.
Haoles in nice suits stand
out like a sore thumb on my run.
Okay. Now, think back, Joe.
Think back to the day
he got on your bus.
I'm trying.
It's all like a blur, you know?
Driving a bus one
day is like any other.
It all mixes together.
But he was different.
The day was different.
Now, picture it in your mind.
Where did he get on your bus?
Yeah. Yeah and he
got off at the next stop.
Good, good, okay.
Now what happened
then? What else?
I drove away.
Did anyone get off
the bus with him?
Some lady started to.
She got up, changed her mind.
Did she change her seat?
Yeah.
She, uh, started up from
the back and sat down again.
Do you remember where?
Right side, halfway back.
The seat the haole sat in,
and she got off at the next stop.
Good, good, Joe. Good.
You're doing fine
now. Keep it up.
Do you remember
what she looked like?
Dark hair, Oriental.
Chinese, I think.
Glasses, big ones,
the kind that turn color.
- Yeah, what do they call
them? DANNY: Photo-greys.
MOALA: Yeah, yeah.
Okay, Joe, thank you. Duke.
Something bothering you?
There's an Arabic saying:
[SPEAKS IN ARABIC]
One day honey, next day onions.
Well, however you
see it, Miss O'Brien.
I see it as the
end of the story.
Aloha.
Danno, I'll give you odds
that the woman on that bus
was our female kidnapper.
Shall I set up a session
with the police artist?
No, no. Poor Joe
is easily frustrated.
How about mug shots, Steve?
Gee, I'd hate to risk confusing
him with that many faces,
but I wish there was a
way to narrow the field.
Maybe there is. Maybe there is.
- Let's get Longworth in here.
- Right.
I wonder if you could help me.
Um, when I was in
to see Mr. Longworth,
uh, there was a young woman
in the office, uh, Chinese?
You must mean Kia Chieu.
I'm sorry, but she already
left on her vacation.
Well, I'm only gonna
be here for a few days,
and I'm very anxious to get the
same kind of glasses that she has.
Is there any way
I could reach her?
It's worth a try.
Thanks.
They were in
danger, Mr. McGarrett.
I have a theory, Mr. Longworth.
It involves a man with access
to some very sensitive data.
His children are kidnapped.
Only, the ransom, the
real ransom isn't money.
It's a design to a
breeder reactor,
which he turns over
to the kidnappers.
The kidnappers, in turn,
arrange for some poor
hapless ex-con to take the rap,
so that no one will suspect
the true dimensions of the plot.
Sound feasible to you?
[SIGHS]
The $50,000 was
just a decoy, wasn't it,
to keep even your
poor wife in the dark?
[SCOFFS]
Why didn't you yell for help?
[SIGHS]
Because I love my wife and kids.
Can you understand
the kind of insidious terror
these people made me feel?
Can you understand
what it feels like to know
that you're being
watched all the time?
That they know every
move that you make?
Well, maybe we
could have helped.
Oh, you could?
I thought my kids were
safe at the Lehani Lagoon.
It's a high-security
building, right?
Well, today in the
mail, I got two T-shirts
that the kids had
taken with them there.
And I was scared,
McGarrett, and I still am.
Lani, have Duke
and Chin get over
to Lehani Lagoon
Apartments right away.
Check with their
security people.
I wanna know everyone who
was in there since Monday.
Tenants, visitors, tradespeople,
the works, and right away.
LANI [OVER INTERCOM]: Will do.
- Thank you.
How do you think they
knew so much about you?
- I don't know.
- Friends, maybe relatives?
- No, impossible.
- People you work with?
Could be, but there's so many
people that work for that company.
I don't know many of them.
Look, uh, may I go now?
Yeah.
Mr. Longworth.
You realize that we're going
to have to take a long hard look
at the part you've
played in this?
Yeah.
Danno?
We may have just
narrowed the field.
Yeah.
See if Joe Moala can find
the woman in photo-greys
among the personnel file
at the ESSTR Corporation.
What are you nosing
around here for?
Oh. I'm sorry. A real-estate
dealer told me to check this area.
Uh, I'm a writer, and I'm looking
for a house, quiet and secluded.
She's the one.
She's the reporter.
Looks like you found
what you're looking for.
Oh, I don't think so.
Wait till you see the inside.
You'll never wanna leave.
McGARRETT: How sure
is Moala about the ID?
Picked her out right
away, no problem.
She's not at ESSTR Corporation.
She started her vacation today.
The home address on the
data sheet should be current.
Let's get out there
before they take off.
You sure the pickup
went smoothly?
JACKSON: Like silk on glass.
- To Hong Kong.
- And the highest bidder.
Miss O'Brien is in there.
You take the front,
I'll go around the back.
Give me a count of about
ten and then call them out.
All right, let's go.
What about her?
She found what
she was looking for.
A nice secluded place.
Won't be anybody
around for a month or two,
when they start bulldozing.
[SQUEAKS]
You hear something?
Five-0, state police. Come
out with your hands up.
Drop it. Drop it.
Get over there.
Where's the
microfilm, Miss Chieu?
In the pearl compact
in my suitcase.
Yeah, that's it.
Okay, book them both.
Kidnapping and extortion.
[MUMBLES]
Now, ahem, Miss O'Brien.
Perhaps I can get a word in
without being interrupted, huh?
I'd like to point out something
which you should already know.
I'm told that one of the
basic rules of journalism
is to approach every
story with an open mind.
But on this one, yours has
been closed from the beginning.
Now, to risk your life in
pursuit of a story is one thing,
but to endanger the lives
of others is something else.
Now, we put our necks on the
line every day for things that count.
But the crisis that you
generated by coming here
is absolutely unnecessary
and just plain dumb.
And on that, Miss
O'Brien, you can quote me.
Danno, see that
the lady gets home.
As I said, eminently fair.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
McGARRETT: Come in.
I couldn't find a crow.
Will chicken do?
"Quarrels never last long
if only one party is wrong."
Confucius?
Ming's Chinese fortune cookies.
- Just follow orders. No cops.
- Ahem.
JAMESON: There's a reporter
in town, Steve. Terri O'Brien.
One thing puzzles
me about Five-0.
There isn't a woman on the team.
He reads minds.
Moala, you're covered.
Look up the channel behind you.
Throw your gun down and come out.
Truth doesn't come floating in
on a morning tide, Miss O'Brien.
Sometimes you
have to dig for it.
- Confucius?
- No, McGarrett.
STUART: No, it's
all right, Mr. Bowes.
No problem at all, sir.
Well, actually, we're three
weeks ahead of schedule.
That's right. See you later
this evening at the party.
Fine.
Thanks, Masaru.
- Will that be all, Mr. Longworth?
- Mm-hm.
Stu, something must
have happened to them.
Oh, don't borrow trouble, Em.
They know we're due
at the Gordons' at 7
and they both have watches.
But if we're late, they can bloody well
do without the van for a week or two.
Em, honey, why is it that the
best surf always seems to come up
just before you have
to split for home?
- You're as bad as they are.
- I am, huh?
[PHONE RINGS]
Hello, this is Longworth.
MAN [ON PHONE]:
We've got your kids.
I'm sorry, I didn't
get that. Say it again.
MAN: We've got your kids.
What is it? The children?
MAN: Now, listen carefully.
Yes.
You want to see Jason
and Hilary alive again?
Don't blow your cool.
Just follow orders.
Keep a low profile, understand?
No cops.
STUART: How much is the fare?
- Uh, twenty-five cents.
[COUGHS]
[BUZZES]
[BUZZES]
[PHONE RINGS]
Hello?
We received the money. You
may call your husband now.
[SIRENS WAILING]
Daddy. Daddy.
McGARRETT: We have all available
manpower in the Longworth case.
I'll keep you posted.
If that's all, sir, I think
I'd better get back.
Uh, not quite.
There's a reporter
in town, Steve.
Terri O'Brien, from
News World Magazine.
The editor wants
to do a cover story.
I know.
I bowed out.
But the publisher
appealed to me personally.
Steve, it's the new in magazine.
Booming circulation,
free national publicity
for the islands and Five-0.
Governor, I'm a
cop, not a PR man.
I don't have the time to be bird-dogged
by a reporter to pose for pictures.
I'm not asking you to
pose for a centerfold, Steve.
No, there's a lot more to
be gained here than lost.
It's a minor inconvenience.
That's all it will mean.
Governor, I have never
questioned, uh, an order or a request
that you've made of
me, but I must ask you
to seriously
reconsider this one.
Steve, suppose they
decide to, uh, do a cover story
without your cooperation.
That could be very
damaging to all of us.
No. No, sir, you'll have to
accept my judgment on this one.
No, I don't, Steve. I
hate to pull rank on you,
but I must insist that
you go through with this.
Governor, I hate to be stubborn,
but I seriously question
your judgment on this one.
Oh, you Irish are
all alike. Hotheads.
Now, cool off and settle down.
Very well, sir.
I will be as sincere and
cooperative as I can be.
Hope you brought more beer.
I worked up quite a thirst
getting rid of those tire tracks.
Made the headlines.
Very big on the tube too.
Now all we have to do is wait
for the Robin Hood caper to work.
A $50,000 gift makes
Robin Hood a piker.
They haven't said
anything about Moala yet.
No, don't worry. They'll
come down on him fast.
[LAUGHS]
All right, enough
kidding around.
Characterize your boss
for me in ten words or less.
Hey, that's a heavy assignment.
Oh, he's, um, dedicated,
honest, uh, intuitive,
tough when he has to be,
daring and, uh, eminently fair.
The John Wayne of Waikiki.
Hey, please, just
quote me on what I say.
[DOOR OPENS]
Lani, I'm expecting a reporter
sometime today, a Mr. O'Brien.
Oh, it's Miss O'Brien.
Terri for short.
I'm glad you changed your mind
about the interview, Mr. McGarrett.
I didn't change my
mind. The governor did.
Oh. Uh...
I seem to have
come at a bad time?
Well, one time is as bad
as another, Miss O'Brien.
Oh, look on the bright side
of things, Mr. McGarrett.
It'll be quite painless.
When I'm finished, you'll be one
of the biggest tourist attractions
since Mauna Loa erupted.
The sooner we start,
the sooner we finish.
Ask Duke to join us please.
After you.
Why the tape recorder?
Oh, if you don't mind. Not
that I don't have total recall,
but some people
have second thoughts
and claim they're misquoted.
Come on in, gentlemen.
You've met Miss O'Brien.
Oh, here's Duke Lukela,
another member of our team.
Miss O'Brien is here at the
invitation of the governor.
She wants to see
how Five-0 functions.
Oh, I'm here to interview
you, Mr. McGarrett, not Five-0.
Miss O'Brien, you
have a job to do,
and, uh, I'm under
direct orders to cooperate.
So long as your job does
not interfere with mine,
we can avoid a collision course.
I agree. So why don't you gentlemen
get on with business as usual?
Oh, one more thing.
Anything regarding our
caseload is strictly confidential.
- That's rule number one.
- Yes, sir.
Danno, what have we got
on the Longworth kidnapping?
Well, the father paid the
50,000 ransom this morning.
The kids turned up in the
family van in the park unharmed.
As far as the father's
concerned, that's all that counts.
The money wasn't any problem.
Stuart Longworth's in
charge of some priority design
at the ESSTR Corporation.
Makes big money.
Why would the kidnapper
settle for 50,000 then?
[PHONE BUZZES]
McGarrett.
Oh, yes, just a minute,
please. He's right here, yeah.
- H.P.D. for you.
- Yeah.
- Is Che going over the van?
- Stem to stern.
Tires, gas mileage, anything
that might tell us where it's been.
Good. Move on
anything you find there.
See if you can come up with
why that van was parked there.
Check.
Okay, Tony, thank you.
The driver of the bus where Longworth
left the ransom money is an ex-con.
He finished doing time two
years ago for armed robbery.
That's interesting.
Maybe he was in on it.
That's what H.P.D. thinks.
Two officers tried to
question him, he clammed up.
They're trying to
get a search warrant.
Okay, be there when
and if they use it, Danno.
I'm gonna have a chat
with the Longworths.
Where do you think you're going?
- With you.
- Oh?
The governor, remember?
TERRI: What made
you want to be a cop?
What made you
want to be a reporter?
You would not be forgotten
when you're dead and rotten.
Either write things worth the
reading or do things worth the writing.
Ha. I don't think Ben Franklin
had either of us in mind
when he wrote that.
I don't know. According
to Officer Williams,
you're an unusual
combination of tough cop
and a compassionate
concerned citizen,
especially where the
Hawaiian people are concerned.
That's right.
That's right. I think they're
being terribly exploited.
I'd say that's a nifty plank
for a gubernatorial pitch.
And my sources say
you'd have backing.
Sources? What sources?
Oh, you're talking to a
woman who went to prison
rather than reveal her sources.
Well, whoever they are,
they're sadly mistaken.
Sorry.
Mr. McGarrett, you
are a logical candidate
when the governor
decides to step aside.
And so far, I've
uncovered no improprieties,
public or private, to date.
My private affairs
are off-limits also.
Now, that's rule number
two, Miss O'Brien.
You wouldn't be hiding
something, Mr. McGarrett?
Sorry. Sorry to disappoint you.
That's very intriguing.
The man leaves his office,
the car turns into a pumpkin,
McGarrett becomes
the invisible man.
An enigma, a challenge.
Very sexy image to women.
[CHUCKLES]
The legend has a sense of humor?
I refuse to answer that one
on the grounds that
it may incriminate me.
Well, you'll be pleased
to know that you're rated
among the first three
bachelors on the islands.
One lady who sampled
your gourmet cooking,
heard you play guitar, and
admired your Sunday paintings,
dubbed you a true
Renaissance man.
You know, you've already
broken rule number two.
Reporter's prerogative,
Mr. McGarrett.
When it comes to my
personal affairs, Miss O'Brien,
it ceases to become
a prerogative.
It becomes a presumption.
Five years I cooperated.
I cooperated because
I couldn't stand solitary,
and now I wanna be left alone!
You understand?
You ain't gonna find
no ransom money here.
People are gonna
hear about this, man.
- Civil liberties people.
- Yeah.
And don't think they can't
make it hard on you guys.
- What is that?
- You tell me.
Lila. Lila.
Tell him what the key is, honey.
I don't know, Joe. I've
never seen it before.
Let's see, 281.
Here we are.
Miss O'Brien understands
that anything said here
is not for publication unless
you specifically authorize it.
But if you have any objections
whatsoever, she'll be dismissed.
No, I have no objections.
I have nothing to conceal.
Thank you.
STUART: Look, McGarrett, I'm
beginning to feel like a broken record.
I've gone over the same story.
First to the police, then the reporters.
Yes, I understand,
but sometimes with repetition,
something new comes to mind.
Now, think back to the
voice on the telephone.
Was there anything
distinctive about it?
Was it local, or haole,
or Oriental, educated?
No. I mean, it was
just a man's voice.
Well, more like
a whisper, really.
What about the
woman, Mrs. Longworth?
I've been thinking about that,
and it strikes me that she
sounded, uh, Hawaiian or Oriental.
There was a rhythm to
the way she was talking.
Good Lord, Em.
Two sentences and you
become an expert on linguistics?
Well, maybe the
children can help, eh?
Why?
Look, they've already
been interrogated.
They're staying
with friends now.
They're safe in a
high-security condominium.
Look, I'm sorry, but I'm afraid
we can't tell you anything more.
Can't or won't, Mr. Longworth?
Okay, maybe I haven't
racked my brain enough for you,
but all I wanna do is forget it.
We got our kids back alive
and that is the only
thing that counts for me.
Not if these same people decide
to kidnap someone else's child.
Let me tell you
something, Mr. McGarrett.
Just as soon as possible,
I'm gonna pack my family up
and move away from here.
If you run out, these people
and other people like them
will try this again and again
until one of their victims
doesn't come back alive.
Now, think about
that, Mr. Longworth.
Is that your usual style of
interrogation, Mr. McGarrett?
I just ask the questions
that need to be asked.
There are many
ways to ask a question.
Oh, you're giving lessons
in police procedure now?
Those people are the
victims of the crime.
You were anything but gentle.
Well, Mr. Longworth was evasive.
Perhaps you didn't recognize that.
They've just been through a hell of
an experience. They're still in shock.
The truth doesn't come floating in
on the morning tide, Miss O'Brien.
Sometimes you
have to dig for it.
- Confucius?
- No, McGarrett.
- Thanks for lunch.
- My pleasure.
- How did round two go?
- Oh, split decision, Danny.
Immovable object
meets irresistible force?
Well, right now, I
don't feel irresistible.
I don't need counsel.
It's when you're guilty
you need counsel.
We ain't done nothing.
- How do you explain the key?
- I don't know.
Anybody could've planted it
there while we were at work.
- Anybody could have done it.
- And the locker at the bus stop?
If it was me, it would be the dumbest
place in the world for me to stash it.
- Can't you see that, Mr. McGarrett?
- Where were you Sunday night?
MOALA: Bowling. LILA: At home.
- Lila, what are you doing?
- We were at home, Joe.
We watched TV, the
movie with the dinosaurs.
That's right. Saturday
we went bowling.
Anyone drop in or call?
[MOALA SCOFFS]
Can't take the word of
an ex-con. One mistake.
One mistake, and you pay
the price the rest of your life.
That's all you really got on us,
the fact I was in the slammer once.
And that's all.
Are you asking
us to forget the key
and the fact that Longworth
left the money on your bus?
Mr. McGarrett, I swear to you,
Lila and me had nothing to do with it.
You'd better get
a lawyer, Moala.
Public defender's office
won't cost you anything.
- Danno.
- I did my time.
I'm not gonna go back, you hear?
I'm not gonna go back
for something I didn't do.
DANNY: Okay.
MOALA: What is this?
What are you doing?
I'm not going back there.
I didn't do it, I'm
telling you. I didn't do it!
You are considering the possibility
he was framed, aren't you?
- Please, Miss O'Brien.
- You're not.
You always answer
your own questions?
Do you ever give
a forthright answer?
Let me make something clear.
This assignment
does not entitle you
to special privileges not
accorded the rest of the press.
There are always
certain circumstances
which are best kept confidential
until the case is closed.
Mr. McGarrett, how
many closed cases
hide unsolved crimes?
Danno, I need some answers.
Do you think that key
could have been planted?
Why would the kidnappers
bother with a frame?
And why would they
give away $50,000?
- Unless they're playing some game.
- Yeah, why, indeed.
Yet our inquiring reporter over
there bought Moala's story in a flash.
Of course, she's
not interested in fact.
She's, uh, operating
on female intuition, huh?
I didn't know intuition had
a gender. It's a gut reaction.
Reaction, indeed.
Steve, what about having
the Longworths listen
to the Moalas' voices?
Yeah, it's a good idea.
Put Duke and Chin
on it right away.
I think I'd like to see the
rest of the team at work.
Oh, that, Miss O'Brien, may
be the most constructive idea
you've had all day.
Boy, that lady's something else.
Danno, I'd like you to run
out to ESSTR Corporation,
find out just what
Stuart Longworth does
to earn that kind of money.
Right.
To Mr. Burroughs.
Subject, resignation.
It is with great personal regret
and professional disappointment
that I hereby submit my resignation
as director of the Pi Alpha Project.
STUART: Lee Ann?
- Yes?
When you're finished, hand-deliver
it to Mr. Burroughs, please.
Yes, sir.
You understand there
are certain questions
about our work here that I
am not at liberty to answer?
Yes, sir, but I'm only
interested in Stuart Longworth.
Damn shame. Best designer
here, and we're losing him
because of that nasty
business with the children.
Can't say I blame him.
Does his work involve
breeder reactors?
That's a reasonable deduction.
For power plants
to be sold abroad?
That's one of those
sensitive questions.
I take it the, uh, design for those
are kept under very tight security.
The tightest. Competition
in this business is appalling.
That's why our security
system has to be foolproof.
Foolproof? I've
heard that before.
You like to sail, Joe?
What's that got to do
with the price of nickels?
You don't care whether
I like to sail or not, man.
What's it building up to?
LILA: Joe, please.
LILA [OVER SPEAKER]:
He does like to sail.
DUKE [OVER SPEAKER]:
Ever own a boat?
MOALA [OVER SPEAKER]:
Yeah, me and a friend built one once.
LILA: You know,
Joe, it's like on the TV.
You got the tough cop
and then you got the nice
one to kind of soften you up.
I don't think that was her.
- Can you remember anything else?
- Yeah.
The man who was driving the van?
He had one of those
stocking masks on.
It was a weirdo.
He made us lie on the
floor after he blindfolded us.
We couldn't hear
anything but the motor.
At the house, we could
hear the wind sometimes.
- There were hardly any cars, though.
- Never heard the ocean?
Negative.
I do remember hearing
birds singing a lot.
Yeah, it was really quiet.
Like it was really way
out of the way someplace.
How would you know?
You had the quad turned up so loud,
you can't hear anything else anyway.
Looks like some things
are back to normal.
The fear never really stops.
Every time they're
out of my sight, I worry.
The telephone rings
and I start shaking.
That's not good for them or me.
Mrs. Longworth, is it possible
for me to talk to your husband?
Well, he doesn't
get home until late.
Maybe at the office.
Could you fix it?
- I'll try.
- Okay.
Chin, is there a
telephone around here?
Yeah. Turn right outside
the door, end of the corridor.
Thanks.
[DOOR OPENS]
LILA: Oh, Joe. MOALA:
Help me, please.
- Honey, what's wrong?
- Terrible pain.
- Not like last year.
- Like a knife.
LILA: Please,
someone, it's his heart.
Get an ambulance.
- I wanna go with him, please.
DUKE: I'm sorry, ma'am.
I got things to follow up with
Chin. Will you tell McGarrett?
- You bet I will. LILA: Joe.
Longworth's into secret stuff, the
kind other companies drool over.
And he had access to the microfilm
the blueprints were recorded on.
- Could he have lifted any?
- In theory, no.
In practice, he's been using that
microfilm library for three years.
Therefore, he could have
picked up a few tricks, huh?
He resigned today.
He resigned?
Just three weeks before the
mandatory lie-detector tests
in the security procedures.
Chin doesn't think the Longworth kids
could have been held at Moala's place.
Now, what have we got
here anyway, Danno?
TERRI: I'll tell you
what you've got.
A man pushed beyond endurance.
Joe Moala just
had a heart attack.
Low blow. Terri,
give us a break.
TERRI: The same breaks
you've been giving Moala?
Circumstantial evidence,
bullying the man until he breaks.
They've just taken
him to the hospital.
Then perhaps that's where you should
be getting your story, Miss O'Brien.
I know where to get
my story, Mr. McGarrett.
[PHONE RINGS]
McGarrett. Yeah.
When? What the hell do you mean?
Okay, thank you.
- What is it?
- We've been had, Danno.
Moala's heart attack was a fake.
He overpowered an H.P.D. guard
in the ambulance and escaped.
Okay, get out an
APB immediately.
Squeeze anything you
can out of his wife, relatives,
neighbors, anybody.
Moala's a desperate man.
Now, he's liable to do anything.
Mark him armed and
dangerous, but I want him alive.
- Miss O'Brien?
- Yes.
Mr. Longworth is expecting
you. I'll tell him you're here.
- If you'll just have a seat right there.
- Thank you.
Smashing glasses.
Thank you. Saves
having two pairs.
Miss O'Brien? He'll see you now.
TERRI: Thanks.
Thank you for seeing me.
I have a great deal to do here,
but my wife made it sound
like it was an emergency.
Well, it is for Joe Moala.
I was with your
family this afternoon
when they failed to identify
his voice and his wife's.
Forgive me.
I don't wish to discuss the kidnapping.
I thought you understood that.
Oh, I'm not so much
concerned with the kidnapping
as the way McGarrett
is handling it.
Well, then I suggest that
you discuss that with him.
Mr. Longworth, there's some
very strange aspects to this case.
Please, Miss O'Brien.
How did the kidnappers know
where Hilary and Jason were going
that Sunday?
That's easy.
Hilary and Jason
went to the same beach
with the same crowd almost
every Sunday afternoon.
Now, if you'll check with Five-0,
you'll find they've asked me
these same questions
at least 50 times.
By recovering the ransom
and arresting the Moalas,
Five-0 thinks the
case is solved.
Joe Moala is going to jail.
He may be guilty.
It's none of my concern.
The nightmare is over
and it's not going to recur.
As far as I'm concerned, the
police have done an excellent job.
And as far as I'm concerned,
an innocent man may
very well be railroaded.
If indeed he
lives to stand trial.
[PANTING]
I agree with you
about Longworth.
He does seem to
be hiding something.
But I don't agree
with you about Moala.
He did what he did because
you pushed him too far.
Pushed him too far?
Miss O'Brien, I agreed
to this dinner interview
to give you some
answers to some questions
you said you needed
to complete your article.
Now, I have no intention
of discussing the case.
- But, Mr. McGarrett, don't you...?
- Please.
Is this an interview
or a debate?
All right, the interview.
One thing puzzles
me about Five-0.
There isn't a woman on the team.
- He reads minds.
- I've been waiting for that one.
My readers await.
We have frequently used
female personnel in our operations.
Frequently.
Making coffee, filing reports,
answering telephones?
That's a cheap shot, you know.
Women have often handled
dangerous assignments for Five-0.
But bringing someone new in,
male or female, untrained
in our method of operation
could seriously reduce
our effectiveness.
Seriously.
In other words,
Five-0 is a private club.
You keep putting words
in people's mouths.
In no way Five-0
is a private club.
But it is a tight, efficient
organization. That's why we're effective.
There are many women
who could qualify for this outfit.
Even run it.
You're just determined to
keep it a private sanctuary.
Got any candidates?
Let me know and I'll put them
on the payroll immediately.
Now, if you'll excuse me.
It's been a delightful evening.
Waiter, check, please.
I'll split it with you.
You really are
exasperating, you know that?
I know.
Get below. The whole
island's still looking for you.
I hate to lay this on you, Sailor, but
there was no place else I could go.
Yeah, go, go, go. I thought
you said you was going straight.
How come you ran out, man?
I didn't do it, Sailor.
They just think I did.
And you know something?
They're not gonna listen.
That's not what the people say.
They had it wrong,
man. Honest to God.
[SIGHS]
Well, running away
not gonna help nothing.
It didn't seem like
they're gonna believe us.
We'd be in jail, and nobody would
be looking for the finks that framed us.
It's tight, Sailor, it's
tight. It's got me crazy.
Yeah, who would wanna
frame you and Lila, huh?
- Who would wanna spend $50,000?
- I don't know, man!
I gotta get off this island,
man. I gotta get off this island.
I don't know.
Molokai, Maui maybe.
And you're my only chance,
man, so let's get this tub underway.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
We cannot sail yet.
We have no more
supplies, no more food.
We got no more beer.
So I tell you what,
you just hang loose
and, uh, I'll go scrounge
up whatever we need, okay?
It's getting tight. It's
closing in on me, Sailor.
I know, I know,
I know, but, uh...
I'll hurry, but I think that
we're gonna be a lot better off
if, uh, we wait till we got more
boats out in the channel, okay?
And, hey, relax.
Keep your head
below this deck, okay?
- Hey, Sailor?
- Yeah?
You know, there's not too
many people I can trust, man.
Problem is, they just
don't wanna trust me.
I couldn't turn to nobody else.
I want you to know
that I will never forget.
Okay.
OPERATOR: Honolulu
Police Department.
Um, yeah.
I, um...
Never mind.
Hey, brother, you got a minute?
McGARRETT: Okay,
okay, honey, that's enough.
All right. I should have a first
draft for you in the morning.
And I'll have the
blue pencil ready.
Steve, Duke's tracked
down Moala's friend Sailor.
Moala's on his boat at
the South Coast Marina.
McGARRETT: Let's go.
You two should issue
hourly weather reports.
Shut up.
Moala?
This is McGarrett,
Hawaii Five-0.
We know you're on the boat.
Come out with your hands up.
Sailor, you Judas!
Well, he's armed. We know that.
Hold your fire,
gentlemen. Hold your fire.
All right, get the media back.
No exceptions.
Danno, come with me.
Moala, you're covered. Look
up the channel behind you.
Throw your gun
down and come out.
I told you once,
I'm not going back.
Maybe you don't have to.
That's a crock,
McGarrett, and you know it.
Listen to me, you guys
out there from the news.
I got something to say.
Listen to me.
I did it, I'm guilty.
Me, Joe Moala.
My wife had nothing to do
with it. I snatched them kids solo.
What's he doing?
Setting the stage, Danno.
- For what?
- Suicide.
Just me!
I did it myself! I did it!
But not Lila.
Not Lila!
Danno, hold this.
Hey, what are you doing?
My job.
Moala, I don't have a gun.
I'm clean.
You stay back.
You just stay back!
I don't believe that you
kidnapped those kids.
You're absolutely
right. It's all too pat.
It's got to be a frame.
I just confessed to all
those newspaper people.
I said stay back!
So, what's your angle, McGarrett?
Why would it bother you?
I'm after the truth, Joe, that's
all. I'm just after the truth.
Yeah? Yeah? Yeah?
I know guys in prison on
account of what was in the papers.
Joe, people are in
prison for one reason.
Because a judge and
a jury weigh the facts.
Now, come on, Joe.
I wanna get the facts for
you, but you've gotta help me.
Give me the gun.
Trust me, please.
Come on, give me the
gun. Give me the gun.
As I said, intuitive and daring.
McGARRETT: Thank you.
This ought to do a lot for
the McGarrett mystique.
I don't know what you said
to convince him, but it worked.
Question is, why save a
man's life when you're gonna try
and send him up for life?
No, no. The question is,
why didn't I have the luck
to draw a reporter
who deals in solid facts
instead of a
second-class Lois Lane?
[CHUCKLES]
MOALA: Yeah.
Yeah, I remember him.
Real nice suit.
Haoles in nice suits stand
out like a sore thumb on my run.
Okay. Now, think back, Joe.
Think back to the day
he got on your bus.
I'm trying.
It's all like a blur, you know?
Driving a bus one
day is like any other.
It all mixes together.
But he was different.
The day was different.
Now, picture it in your mind.
Where did he get on your bus?
Yeah. Yeah and he
got off at the next stop.
Good, good, okay.
Now what happened
then? What else?
I drove away.
Did anyone get off
the bus with him?
Some lady started to.
She got up, changed her mind.
Did she change her seat?
Yeah.
She, uh, started up from
the back and sat down again.
Do you remember where?
Right side, halfway back.
The seat the haole sat in,
and she got off at the next stop.
Good, good, Joe. Good.
You're doing fine
now. Keep it up.
Do you remember
what she looked like?
Dark hair, Oriental.
Chinese, I think.
Glasses, big ones,
the kind that turn color.
- Yeah, what do they call
them? DANNY: Photo-greys.
MOALA: Yeah, yeah.
Okay, Joe, thank you. Duke.
Something bothering you?
There's an Arabic saying:
[SPEAKS IN ARABIC]
One day honey, next day onions.
Well, however you
see it, Miss O'Brien.
I see it as the
end of the story.
Aloha.
Danno, I'll give you odds
that the woman on that bus
was our female kidnapper.
Shall I set up a session
with the police artist?
No, no. Poor Joe
is easily frustrated.
How about mug shots, Steve?
Gee, I'd hate to risk confusing
him with that many faces,
but I wish there was a
way to narrow the field.
Maybe there is. Maybe there is.
- Let's get Longworth in here.
- Right.
I wonder if you could help me.
Um, when I was in
to see Mr. Longworth,
uh, there was a young woman
in the office, uh, Chinese?
You must mean Kia Chieu.
I'm sorry, but she already
left on her vacation.
Well, I'm only gonna
be here for a few days,
and I'm very anxious to get the
same kind of glasses that she has.
Is there any way
I could reach her?
It's worth a try.
Thanks.
They were in
danger, Mr. McGarrett.
I have a theory, Mr. Longworth.
It involves a man with access
to some very sensitive data.
His children are kidnapped.
Only, the ransom, the
real ransom isn't money.
It's a design to a
breeder reactor,
which he turns over
to the kidnappers.
The kidnappers, in turn,
arrange for some poor
hapless ex-con to take the rap,
so that no one will suspect
the true dimensions of the plot.
Sound feasible to you?
[SIGHS]
The $50,000 was
just a decoy, wasn't it,
to keep even your
poor wife in the dark?
[SCOFFS]
Why didn't you yell for help?
[SIGHS]
Because I love my wife and kids.
Can you understand
the kind of insidious terror
these people made me feel?
Can you understand
what it feels like to know
that you're being
watched all the time?
That they know every
move that you make?
Well, maybe we
could have helped.
Oh, you could?
I thought my kids were
safe at the Lehani Lagoon.
It's a high-security
building, right?
Well, today in the
mail, I got two T-shirts
that the kids had
taken with them there.
And I was scared,
McGarrett, and I still am.
Lani, have Duke
and Chin get over
to Lehani Lagoon
Apartments right away.
Check with their
security people.
I wanna know everyone who
was in there since Monday.
Tenants, visitors, tradespeople,
the works, and right away.
LANI [OVER INTERCOM]: Will do.
- Thank you.
How do you think they
knew so much about you?
- I don't know.
- Friends, maybe relatives?
- No, impossible.
- People you work with?
Could be, but there's so many
people that work for that company.
I don't know many of them.
Look, uh, may I go now?
Yeah.
Mr. Longworth.
You realize that we're going
to have to take a long hard look
at the part you've
played in this?
Yeah.
Danno?
We may have just
narrowed the field.
Yeah.
See if Joe Moala can find
the woman in photo-greys
among the personnel file
at the ESSTR Corporation.
What are you nosing
around here for?
Oh. I'm sorry. A real-estate
dealer told me to check this area.
Uh, I'm a writer, and I'm looking
for a house, quiet and secluded.
She's the one.
She's the reporter.
Looks like you found
what you're looking for.
Oh, I don't think so.
Wait till you see the inside.
You'll never wanna leave.
McGARRETT: How sure
is Moala about the ID?
Picked her out right
away, no problem.
She's not at ESSTR Corporation.
She started her vacation today.
The home address on the
data sheet should be current.
Let's get out there
before they take off.
You sure the pickup
went smoothly?
JACKSON: Like silk on glass.
- To Hong Kong.
- And the highest bidder.
Miss O'Brien is in there.
You take the front,
I'll go around the back.
Give me a count of about
ten and then call them out.
All right, let's go.
What about her?
She found what
she was looking for.
A nice secluded place.
Won't be anybody
around for a month or two,
when they start bulldozing.
[SQUEAKS]
You hear something?
Five-0, state police. Come
out with your hands up.
Drop it. Drop it.
Get over there.
Where's the
microfilm, Miss Chieu?
In the pearl compact
in my suitcase.
Yeah, that's it.
Okay, book them both.
Kidnapping and extortion.
[MUMBLES]
Now, ahem, Miss O'Brien.
Perhaps I can get a word in
without being interrupted, huh?
I'd like to point out something
which you should already know.
I'm told that one of the
basic rules of journalism
is to approach every
story with an open mind.
But on this one, yours has
been closed from the beginning.
Now, to risk your life in
pursuit of a story is one thing,
but to endanger the lives
of others is something else.
Now, we put our necks on the
line every day for things that count.
But the crisis that you
generated by coming here
is absolutely unnecessary
and just plain dumb.
And on that, Miss
O'Brien, you can quote me.
Danno, see that
the lady gets home.
As I said, eminently fair.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
McGARRETT: Come in.
I couldn't find a crow.
Will chicken do?
"Quarrels never last long
if only one party is wrong."
Confucius?
Ming's Chinese fortune cookies.