Hawaii Five-O (1968–1980): Season 12, Episode 12 - School for Assassins - full transcript
Don't you understand
there are people in this world
who'd go to any length to
sabotage your mission here?
Up to and including murder.
I don't expect gifts
from strange billionaires.
I see.
The young lady you were talking
with just passed out in the phone booth.
Leave him.
~ That's the woman driving
the van. ~ Don't move.
All right.
I'll be back in one hour.
If you cooperate, I'll
come back and free you.
If you yell for help, I'll
come back and kill you.
~ Understood? Huh? ~ Yeah.
All right.
~ Now speak your name. ~ John~~
~ Come on, come on,
come on. ~ Johnathan~~
Take it easy. Take a
big breath. Come on.
Okay.
~ Take it easy. ~
Johnathan Dempsey.
DEMPSEY: Johnathan Dempsey.
Billy Hualani.
DEMPSEY: Johnathan Dempsey.
Twenty~two minutes, 14 seconds.
Not bad.
Congratulations, Kelsey.
You've proved you're ready
for the advanced course.
I'll introduce you to your
fellow trainees in the morning.
Thank you, colonel.
You see, Kelsey,
in today's world,
the art of assassination can no
longer be left to amateurs and fanatics.
It must be a job given to highly~trained,
career~oriented professionals
who have at their disposal
a wide variety of sophisticated
techniques and weapons.
Like this, for example.
Hollow.
To accommodate a minute pellet
containing an untraceable poison.
A weapon like this
was used recently
to liquidate a couple of Iron
Curtain defectors in London.
That's correct.
All right Ross, Chang, this is
Kelsey, our new graduate student.
Uh, Phil, Idra.
Idra's a graduate student too.
Kelsey is joining our
advanced classes.
You'll be part of
a tactical group
that will practice together
for a particular mission.
We have a new contract, colonel?
A very lucrative one, Ross.
Where, sir?
Here in Hawaii.
Security will be heavy.
Subject will be lodged
at Ellington House.
Ellington House?
Yes, the estate built by
the late John J. Ellington,
founder of Ellingco Oil.
This estate up on Nu'uanu Pali
is owned by John J. Ellington Ill,
the present head
of Ellingco Oil.
Now, this man, whose face
I'm sure you all recognize
since he's been so
much in the news lately,
will be meeting with
Mr. Ellington at his estate.
This, of course, is
Sheikh Ahmed Bishara,
foreign representative of OPEC.
Now, the agenda of
the meeting is classified,
but, off the record, America's foreign
energy source for the next decade
could easily depend on
the outcome of this meeting.
What about the tours at
Ellington House, Steve?
Well, I don't like them, Truck,
but canceling them right now
might call too much attention to them,
so we'll let them continue
until Mr. Ellington arrives.
In the meantime, I want
round~the~clock surveillance
of the estate, gentlemen.
Why, Steve, we
got a security leak?
Not from our end, Kimo,
but we have information
that certain hostile factions in
the Middle East have urged OPEC
to use its oil for
political blackmail.
And they're aware of the upcoming
meetings and the implications.
These people have
been responsible
for a number of abductions
and assassinations lately.
Well, then John J.
Ellington, the oil magnate,
is a potential target
every moment he's here.
Exactly. That's the
intelligence we get, gentlemen.
And he's already on his way.
Flight number 43
for Salt Lake City
now boarding at Gate 29.
Flight number 43 for Salt Lake
City now boarding at Gate 29
Well, we discovered it.
That should rate Ellingco
some kind of consideration.
Of course it all depends on
what kind of a deal I can make
with Sheikh Ahmed Bishara.
Wish I was going with you.
I wish you could go
instead of me, Phil.
I'm leaving behind
a month of desk work
and a dozen canceled
meetings in Washington.
Hello, may I see
your card, please?
Well, uh, I'm not
exactly a member.
I started to feel a little bit
dizzy and I thought maybe~~
Well, we do have a medical
station on the second level.
I know, but do you think I
could just sit down for a minute?
I think it would be better~~
Here, miss, come sit over here.
Oh, but sir, I~~
Can't you see she's about
to keel over? Here, come.
Thank you very much.
Sit down and catch your breath.
Boy, I...
I came up on the
bus from Sacramento
and the air conditioning
wasn't working.
I really thought I
was gonna suffocate.
What you need is
a little pick~me~up.
Miss, would you bring
us a spot of brandy?
Brandy, sir?
Don't knock it. My grandfather
traveled the world for 20 years
exploring for oil, from the
Arctic to the tropic jungles.
Was never sick a day.
You know what my
grandfather always said?
"If you drink a brandy every day for
90 years, you'll live to a ripe old age"?
Astonishing, that's
exactly what he said.
Well, did he~~? Did
he live to a ripe old age?
Sadly, no.
At the age of 97, he went surfing
at Nanakuli and struck a reef.
Now, the lesson is clear, put your
faith in brandy and not in surfboards.
~ Thank you. HOSTESS:
You're welcome.
Here. ~ Oh, thank you.
My name's John Ellington.
John J. Ellington?
My friends call me Jack.
Oh...
Well, it's a pleasure to
meet you, Mr. Ellington.
My aide, Phil Nelson.
~ How do you do? ~ Hello.
My name is Jennifer Fair.
~ Ah... Where you
flying to? ~ Hawaii.
I have a week off from work and I
thought I'd try my hand at surfing.
~ Ah, Sunset Beach? ~ Oh, no.
What, Nanakuli? ~ Mm~mm~mm.
Waikiki. I like
little baby waves.
Notice how the color is returning
to the lovely lady's cheeks.
~ Yes, I do feel
much better. ~ Good.
Well, I, uh... I have
to catch my plane.
~ It was very nice to meet
you. ~ Oh, my pleasure.
~ Bye~bye. ELLINGTON:
Goodbye, Jenny.
~ Thank you. NELSON: Goodbye.
~ Lovely girl. ELLINGTON: Yes.
Flight number 14
from San Francisco
now arriving at Gate 22.
Yes, operator, I'd like to
place a call to Honolulu.
Gather around,
everyone, I have news.
And where's Chang?
He's taking a tour
again at Ellington House.
I just received a message.
Our target is en
route to Hawaii.
The main house was constructed
by John J. Ellington in 1902
as an anniversary
present for his wife.
It was intended
as a winter retreat
and was one of many
the Ellingtons owned
in various countries
of the world.
Ellington House was open
for public tours in 1973,
so that the lovely
grounds and home
could be enjoyed by more than just
a handful of Ellington family friends,
and dignitaries who
occasionally visit.
This ends your tour,
ladies and gentlemen.
I hope you've enjoyed it.
The Ellington family thanks
you for being their guests.
~ Got anything? ~
Nothing yet, Steve.
Not a felon in the whole bunch.
~ Steve? ~ Yeah?
The guy in the
orange aloha shirt.
McGARRETT: What about him?
I took these
pictures this morning.
Look at this. I think
it's the same guy.
Yeah, I think it is too.
What's so exciting
about the Ellington House
that a tourist wants to
come back so soon, huh?
Search me. You see one old
estate, you've seen them all.
He's not getting in the
bus, he's getting in that car.
Okay, let's tail him.
Police, get out of the way.
Come on, move it, move it.
He must've turned into one of
those driveways we just passed.
McGARRETT: Yeah,
but which one, bruddah?
Looks like we lost him.
McGARRETT: Oh,
hold it just a second.
Back up.
Hold it just here.
Hold it, hold it.
~ Wait for me. TRUCK: Okay.
McGARRETT: Oh,
uh, excuse me, ma'am.
What a turn you gave me.
Uh, sorry.
McGarrett, Hawaii Five~0.
~ Police? ~ Yes, state police.
Okay, read me my rights.
Rights? Uh, I don't understand.
I suppose the neighbors
have been complaining again.
Well, I'm not a Peeping Tom.
This is just a hobby.
An innocent hobby.
Is it my fault if they don't keep
their bedroom shades drawn?
Ma'am, I'm not here to
accuse you of anything,
but I'd like your
help on something.
You mean a case?
~ Yeah, sort of, sort of. - Ah.
So that redheaded Mrs.
Fulton finally bought it, did she?
I knew her husband would catch
that hussy with her paramour.
Just knew it.
You seem to know a
lot about your neighbors.
Of course.
Have you ever seen this man?
Of course, he's
the wall climber.
~ Wall climber? What do you
mean? ~ Come on, take a look.
He climbs that wall every other
morning, for exercise I imagine.
I've never seen him before.
Over my wall, you say?
That's right, over your wall.
Several times, Mr. Avery.
~ Uh, colonel. ~ Colonel.
Almost as though he was performing
some sort of ritual or exercise.
For what purpose, Mr. McGarrett?
I was hoping you could tell me.
I noticed on my way in,
there's fairly heavy security here.
Guards, dogs, high walls.
I have a priceless jade collection
and I'm determined to keep it.
McGARRETT: I see.
Your guards are
vigilant, I assume?
They'd better be.
They cost enough.
Lovely piece.
Nephrite?
Jadeite.
Qianlong dynasty, huh?
Yes, that's right.
He had a long reign,
that emperor, didn't he?
Sixty years, to be precise.
~ Is that everything, Mr. McGarrett?
~ Yes, for now. Thank you, colonel.
~ Good day. AVERY:
Mr. McGarrett.
He knew I was there.
How? He couldn't see you.
Some men have an
instinct for danger, colonel.
He's one of them.
What?
Am I likely to come
up against this man?
Very likely.
Then one of us will die.
Interpol says he was
involved in the assassination
of a Malaysian
diplomat in Hong Kong.
Oh, there's no doubt that,
uh, Colonel Avery was lying.
With that kind of security,
he had to know about the wall
climbing, what its purpose is.
Why don't we get a warrant and
go in and clean out that rat's nest?
If we do, the rats will just go back into
the sewer and we'll lose contact, Kimo.
I prefer them out where
we can keep an eye on them.
Yes, Luana?
LUANA: Mr. McGarrett,
I have the estimated time of
arrival on Mr. Ellington's flight.
It's due in 45 minutes.
Thank you.
~ Kimo. ~ Yeah.
Do a little snooping
around out at that rat's nest.
See what you can pick up.
But don't get caught. You'd only
embarrass the governor, you dig?
Yeah, informal. Right, Steve?
Hasn't changed
since I was a boy.
Very impressive, I'd say.
Heh. So was my grandfather.
What's that?
An electronic bug detector.
Who'd wanna bug this mausoleum?
McGARRETT: Ah.
Somebody who may want you dead.
~ Steve. McGARRETT: Yeah?
This gentleman says he's
a friend of Mr. Ellington's.
Ted. Ha~ha. What kept you?
~ I'm a working man. ~ Yeah.
Steve McGarrett, Hawaii
Five~0. Ted Morley.
~ Ted. ~ An old college
classmate of mine
and the finest
geologist in the world.
Would you believe this
do~gooder turned down
a quarter million dollars a year just
to educate pointy~headed adolescents
who wouldn't know a shale
deposit from a marijuana patch?
All he means by that is
I'm an associate professor
~ at the University
of Hawaii. ~ Yeah.
Morley, Ted Morley,
college classmate.
I'll keep you around
to keep me company,
otherwise I'm liable
to go stir~crazy.
I just thought I'd show
you some of the sites.
Oh, that's a no~no.
My jailer here wants to
keep me under wraps.
Forget it. The
climate's too hot.
Wrapping a tall
blond is a better idea.
Oh... You do make it
sound appealing, Ted.
It is appealing. Bend a little.
Ah, gladly, but, uh, Mr. McGarrett
here said absolutely not.
Yeah.
And now you know why.
Don't you understand
there are people in this world
who'd go to any length to
sabotage your mission here?
Up to and including murder.
Mission? Murder?
What kind of a thriller
are you into, Jack?
There'll be plenty of long boring
hours for me to tell you all about it, Ted.
He found it.
All right, so they
found the bug.
But through this old classmate, we
may find out how much time we have
before Ellington's
visitor arrives.
Now, go on, get
back to your posts.
Why is it that you never
got married, Jack? Check.
Well, being the third in a
famous dynasty isn't so easy.
It was drummed into my
head before I was out of diapers
that family
obligations came first.
Meaning Ellingco?
Meaning Ellingco.
Seven~day~a~week,
16~hour~a~day job.
I never seemed to have time
to find a girl I wanted to marry.
Heh. And I never had time
to make all of that money.
All of my time is spent with, uh,
leisure, socializing and hobbies.
Beautiful ladies?
Oh, every one of them.
Would you believe I've
never even seen Waikiki?
And I own an estate
on this island paradise.
That's sad.
Checkmate.
If I don't get a breath
of fresh air soon,
I'll be a blithering idiot by
the time Bishara arrives.
Why don't you go out on the
town for a couple of hours?
There's great food down
at the Halekulani Terrace.
Can't. Duty,
business, McGarrett.
We won't tell any of them.
Change places? Now?
For a couple of hours, why not?
Ted, McGarrett thinks I might be a
target for an assassination attempt.
That's his job.
Morley's come out.
Let's go.
Whoo!
Jenny?
~ Well, hello. ~ Hello there.
Hi.
I certainly never
expected to see you again.
Well, you did say
Waikiki and surfing.
Look, I hate to be rude, but I've gotta
get this back in a couple of minutes
or they're gonna
charge me another $5.
Take your time,
I'll buy it for you.
Oh, no.
I don't accept gifts
from strange billionaires.
I see.
Well, itsy~bitsy gifts that is.
~ Here, let me. ~ Oh,
thank you very much.
Thanks for the ride, bruddah.
You are all wet.
Yeah, I've been working a
sweat. I gotta talk to Steve.
He's still at the airport.
Bishara's plane is late.
I gotta find a phone.
Hey, I thought you left.
Where's Mr. Ellington?
~ Well, he's~~ ~ Come on!
Waikiki.
Where in Waikiki?
I don't know. Try
the Halekulani.
Yes, Carew, Five~0. Patch
me through to McGarrett.
Waikiki? I don't believe this.
Steve, Bishara's
flight is coming in now.
You get with Sergeant
Ellis of the beach patrol.
Tell him to put every
available man on it right away.
Yeah, thank you. Let's go.
Where are you staying?
Oh, a little hotel downtown.
Well, actually, I was supposed
to stay at the Waikiki Plaza.
I even went to all the
expense of phoning
from the airport
in San Francisco
just to confirm the reservations
and everything, but...
But somebody lost it.
Ha. The computer lost it.
I know the Plaza. I
could call the manager.
Oh...
No, that's all right, Jack.
In fact, uh, he said if I
called him some time after 6,
he'd probably have
something for me.
Ah.
Well, it's after 6 now.
Oh, is it?
Um, do you have a
dime I could borrow?
Yeah.
Some billionaire.
~ Uh, excuse me. ~ Yes?
The young lady you were talking with
passed out in the phone booth here.
Where is she? - Right here.
~ Which way? ~ This way.
Jack! Let him go!
Stop it!
Wait! No! Let him go!
No!
Leave him.
But you say he's not
here yet, Mr. McGarrett.
I don't understand.
I'm sure Mr. Ellington will arrive
any moment, Your Excellency.
Ahmed, old friend.
Welcome.
Welcome.
What kind of a miracle
did you two pull off anyway?
It was just dumb luck, Steve.
If it hadn't been for a girl with
Ellington, he would've been abducted.
Abducted? By whom?
There were three of them,
including the driver of a van.
Him we didn't
get a good look at.
And the other two
we've never seen before.
I saw that van though, Steve,
or one just like it, at Avery's.
Okay, from now on, this
place is under surveillance.
Anyone leaves, tail them.
How do you do?
Jennifer Fair, Steve McGarrett.
Mr. McGarrett.
We owe you a vote
of thanks, Miss Fair.
Although you could have gotten
yourself killed, you realize that?
I've never been involved
with anything like this before.
Mr. McGarrett, what's going
on? Why are all these police here?
Why would anyone
wanna kidnap Mr. Ellington?
Well, you deserve some
answers, but I'm sorry I can't oblige.
Okay, Mr. McGarrett,
don't say it.
I know I acted very foolish and I
apologize to you and your men.
I was really suckered.
We're not out of the woods yet.
Now, uh, when does your
conference with the sheikh take place?
Ahmed is going to rest for a while,
then we'll get down to business.
I've given him and his aides
the guest suite in the west wing.
Good. Kimo, you're in charge
of security here in the east wing.
I think we ought to
look it over together.
~ Truck, take the front
gate. ~ Yeah, Steve.
Yeah, I'd like to tell you about
my little visit to the colonel's library.
Are you feeling better?
I'm fine.
Is there anything I can get you?
Well, maybe a cup of
coffee, if that's okay?
Laced with a bit of
grandpa's medicine?
Uh~huh.
~ I could go for that
myself. Let's go. ~ Okay.
Okay, come on, let's go.
Yes, ma'am, may I help you?
- I'm an OPEC security agent.
Car coming through.
I'll intercept it
at the main gate.
Ten~four.
This says you're an OPEC
security agent, Miss Dassan.
Yes. There are certain
terrorists in the Middle East
who are opposed to
any deal with Ellingco
or any other
American oil company.
I was sent here as a precaution.
I see. Why didn't
you contact us first?
No offense, but I don't
think your organization
has had much experience
in these matters.
We have.
In fact, I've already
spotted two of the terrorists.
I see. Would you like to
share that information with us?
Certainly.
They were driving a
blue American~made van.
That's them all right, Steve.
May I see Sheikh Bishara now?
No, I'm sorry.
Not until we've
verified your credentials.
You stay here
with the lady, Truck.
Have a seat.
Checkpoint Able.
Checkpoint Able.
Checkpoint Baker.
Checkpoint Baker.
Checkpoint Charlie.
Checkpoint Charlie, come in.
Charlie, roger.
Look, more alert there, Charlie.
Roger.
~ Where's Steve? ~
He's in the west wing
checking her
credentials with Bishara.
He's in the west wing.
We go in one minute, 20 seconds.
Maintain regular
radio communications.
Grenade!
That's it. Let's go.
~ What's going on? ~
Grenade attack. Front gate.
~ Where's Steve? ~
Out back somewhere.
What's happening? ~
Somebody's out throwing grenades.
~ That's the woman. ~ What?
That's the woman who
was driving the van.
Don't move.
I said, don't move.
McGARRETT: Drop it.
Sit down.
Don't you move.
Truck, are you all right?
Yeah, she just nicked me,
and she ruined my best shirt.
She was with the men who tried
to kidnap Jack, Mr. McGarrett.
McGARRETT: Why?
You could have killed him then
or killed him right now.
Why didn't you do it?
My God, because Bishara
is the real target, isn't he?
It's been Bishara right along.
~ Truck, can you
manage? Here. ~ Yeah.
Don't let her out of your
sight. If she moves, shoot her.
Forgive the intrusion,
Your Excellency.
I heard an explosion.
Is something wrong?
I'll move you to a
safer place. Come on.
Get back.
God.
Stay here.
~ Excuse me,
Mr. McGarrett. ~ Yes?
Do you think someone could
take me back to my hotel now?
Of course. Kimo?
How's it going?
Fine.
Ahmed wants a break.
~ Are you leaving? JENNY: Mm~hm.
I'm exhausted.
When will I see you?
Well, I, uh~~ I have
to fly back on Saturday.
If you could, uh, stay on...
Jack,
I'm a working girl, remember?
Yeah.
Look, uh, sometimes my business
takes me out to the West Coast.
Sure.
I could look you up.
We, uh, never
finished our evening.
Aloha, Jenny.
Aloha, Jack.
Steve, how would you like a
job running my oil company?
McGARRETT: Mm...
No, thanks. I think I'll stick
with Hawaii's problems.
Oh, okay, but you
could've been a rich man.
I am rich in many ways.
Yeah.
I know what you mean.
Look, Ahmed, about the leases.
We'd like to start our exploration
in the Gulf. Ten, maybe 15 holes.
If they come up dry, we'll
move further toward shore.
there are people in this world
who'd go to any length to
sabotage your mission here?
Up to and including murder.
I don't expect gifts
from strange billionaires.
I see.
The young lady you were talking
with just passed out in the phone booth.
Leave him.
~ That's the woman driving
the van. ~ Don't move.
All right.
I'll be back in one hour.
If you cooperate, I'll
come back and free you.
If you yell for help, I'll
come back and kill you.
~ Understood? Huh? ~ Yeah.
All right.
~ Now speak your name. ~ John~~
~ Come on, come on,
come on. ~ Johnathan~~
Take it easy. Take a
big breath. Come on.
Okay.
~ Take it easy. ~
Johnathan Dempsey.
DEMPSEY: Johnathan Dempsey.
Billy Hualani.
DEMPSEY: Johnathan Dempsey.
Twenty~two minutes, 14 seconds.
Not bad.
Congratulations, Kelsey.
You've proved you're ready
for the advanced course.
I'll introduce you to your
fellow trainees in the morning.
Thank you, colonel.
You see, Kelsey,
in today's world,
the art of assassination can no
longer be left to amateurs and fanatics.
It must be a job given to highly~trained,
career~oriented professionals
who have at their disposal
a wide variety of sophisticated
techniques and weapons.
Like this, for example.
Hollow.
To accommodate a minute pellet
containing an untraceable poison.
A weapon like this
was used recently
to liquidate a couple of Iron
Curtain defectors in London.
That's correct.
All right Ross, Chang, this is
Kelsey, our new graduate student.
Uh, Phil, Idra.
Idra's a graduate student too.
Kelsey is joining our
advanced classes.
You'll be part of
a tactical group
that will practice together
for a particular mission.
We have a new contract, colonel?
A very lucrative one, Ross.
Where, sir?
Here in Hawaii.
Security will be heavy.
Subject will be lodged
at Ellington House.
Ellington House?
Yes, the estate built by
the late John J. Ellington,
founder of Ellingco Oil.
This estate up on Nu'uanu Pali
is owned by John J. Ellington Ill,
the present head
of Ellingco Oil.
Now, this man, whose face
I'm sure you all recognize
since he's been so
much in the news lately,
will be meeting with
Mr. Ellington at his estate.
This, of course, is
Sheikh Ahmed Bishara,
foreign representative of OPEC.
Now, the agenda of
the meeting is classified,
but, off the record, America's foreign
energy source for the next decade
could easily depend on
the outcome of this meeting.
What about the tours at
Ellington House, Steve?
Well, I don't like them, Truck,
but canceling them right now
might call too much attention to them,
so we'll let them continue
until Mr. Ellington arrives.
In the meantime, I want
round~the~clock surveillance
of the estate, gentlemen.
Why, Steve, we
got a security leak?
Not from our end, Kimo,
but we have information
that certain hostile factions in
the Middle East have urged OPEC
to use its oil for
political blackmail.
And they're aware of the upcoming
meetings and the implications.
These people have
been responsible
for a number of abductions
and assassinations lately.
Well, then John J.
Ellington, the oil magnate,
is a potential target
every moment he's here.
Exactly. That's the
intelligence we get, gentlemen.
And he's already on his way.
Flight number 43
for Salt Lake City
now boarding at Gate 29.
Flight number 43 for Salt Lake
City now boarding at Gate 29
Well, we discovered it.
That should rate Ellingco
some kind of consideration.
Of course it all depends on
what kind of a deal I can make
with Sheikh Ahmed Bishara.
Wish I was going with you.
I wish you could go
instead of me, Phil.
I'm leaving behind
a month of desk work
and a dozen canceled
meetings in Washington.
Hello, may I see
your card, please?
Well, uh, I'm not
exactly a member.
I started to feel a little bit
dizzy and I thought maybe~~
Well, we do have a medical
station on the second level.
I know, but do you think I
could just sit down for a minute?
I think it would be better~~
Here, miss, come sit over here.
Oh, but sir, I~~
Can't you see she's about
to keel over? Here, come.
Thank you very much.
Sit down and catch your breath.
Boy, I...
I came up on the
bus from Sacramento
and the air conditioning
wasn't working.
I really thought I
was gonna suffocate.
What you need is
a little pick~me~up.
Miss, would you bring
us a spot of brandy?
Brandy, sir?
Don't knock it. My grandfather
traveled the world for 20 years
exploring for oil, from the
Arctic to the tropic jungles.
Was never sick a day.
You know what my
grandfather always said?
"If you drink a brandy every day for
90 years, you'll live to a ripe old age"?
Astonishing, that's
exactly what he said.
Well, did he~~? Did
he live to a ripe old age?
Sadly, no.
At the age of 97, he went surfing
at Nanakuli and struck a reef.
Now, the lesson is clear, put your
faith in brandy and not in surfboards.
~ Thank you. HOSTESS:
You're welcome.
Here. ~ Oh, thank you.
My name's John Ellington.
John J. Ellington?
My friends call me Jack.
Oh...
Well, it's a pleasure to
meet you, Mr. Ellington.
My aide, Phil Nelson.
~ How do you do? ~ Hello.
My name is Jennifer Fair.
~ Ah... Where you
flying to? ~ Hawaii.
I have a week off from work and I
thought I'd try my hand at surfing.
~ Ah, Sunset Beach? ~ Oh, no.
What, Nanakuli? ~ Mm~mm~mm.
Waikiki. I like
little baby waves.
Notice how the color is returning
to the lovely lady's cheeks.
~ Yes, I do feel
much better. ~ Good.
Well, I, uh... I have
to catch my plane.
~ It was very nice to meet
you. ~ Oh, my pleasure.
~ Bye~bye. ELLINGTON:
Goodbye, Jenny.
~ Thank you. NELSON: Goodbye.
~ Lovely girl. ELLINGTON: Yes.
Flight number 14
from San Francisco
now arriving at Gate 22.
Yes, operator, I'd like to
place a call to Honolulu.
Gather around,
everyone, I have news.
And where's Chang?
He's taking a tour
again at Ellington House.
I just received a message.
Our target is en
route to Hawaii.
The main house was constructed
by John J. Ellington in 1902
as an anniversary
present for his wife.
It was intended
as a winter retreat
and was one of many
the Ellingtons owned
in various countries
of the world.
Ellington House was open
for public tours in 1973,
so that the lovely
grounds and home
could be enjoyed by more than just
a handful of Ellington family friends,
and dignitaries who
occasionally visit.
This ends your tour,
ladies and gentlemen.
I hope you've enjoyed it.
The Ellington family thanks
you for being their guests.
~ Got anything? ~
Nothing yet, Steve.
Not a felon in the whole bunch.
~ Steve? ~ Yeah?
The guy in the
orange aloha shirt.
McGARRETT: What about him?
I took these
pictures this morning.
Look at this. I think
it's the same guy.
Yeah, I think it is too.
What's so exciting
about the Ellington House
that a tourist wants to
come back so soon, huh?
Search me. You see one old
estate, you've seen them all.
He's not getting in the
bus, he's getting in that car.
Okay, let's tail him.
Police, get out of the way.
Come on, move it, move it.
He must've turned into one of
those driveways we just passed.
McGARRETT: Yeah,
but which one, bruddah?
Looks like we lost him.
McGARRETT: Oh,
hold it just a second.
Back up.
Hold it just here.
Hold it, hold it.
~ Wait for me. TRUCK: Okay.
McGARRETT: Oh,
uh, excuse me, ma'am.
What a turn you gave me.
Uh, sorry.
McGarrett, Hawaii Five~0.
~ Police? ~ Yes, state police.
Okay, read me my rights.
Rights? Uh, I don't understand.
I suppose the neighbors
have been complaining again.
Well, I'm not a Peeping Tom.
This is just a hobby.
An innocent hobby.
Is it my fault if they don't keep
their bedroom shades drawn?
Ma'am, I'm not here to
accuse you of anything,
but I'd like your
help on something.
You mean a case?
~ Yeah, sort of, sort of. - Ah.
So that redheaded Mrs.
Fulton finally bought it, did she?
I knew her husband would catch
that hussy with her paramour.
Just knew it.
You seem to know a
lot about your neighbors.
Of course.
Have you ever seen this man?
Of course, he's
the wall climber.
~ Wall climber? What do you
mean? ~ Come on, take a look.
He climbs that wall every other
morning, for exercise I imagine.
I've never seen him before.
Over my wall, you say?
That's right, over your wall.
Several times, Mr. Avery.
~ Uh, colonel. ~ Colonel.
Almost as though he was performing
some sort of ritual or exercise.
For what purpose, Mr. McGarrett?
I was hoping you could tell me.
I noticed on my way in,
there's fairly heavy security here.
Guards, dogs, high walls.
I have a priceless jade collection
and I'm determined to keep it.
McGARRETT: I see.
Your guards are
vigilant, I assume?
They'd better be.
They cost enough.
Lovely piece.
Nephrite?
Jadeite.
Qianlong dynasty, huh?
Yes, that's right.
He had a long reign,
that emperor, didn't he?
Sixty years, to be precise.
~ Is that everything, Mr. McGarrett?
~ Yes, for now. Thank you, colonel.
~ Good day. AVERY:
Mr. McGarrett.
He knew I was there.
How? He couldn't see you.
Some men have an
instinct for danger, colonel.
He's one of them.
What?
Am I likely to come
up against this man?
Very likely.
Then one of us will die.
Interpol says he was
involved in the assassination
of a Malaysian
diplomat in Hong Kong.
Oh, there's no doubt that,
uh, Colonel Avery was lying.
With that kind of security,
he had to know about the wall
climbing, what its purpose is.
Why don't we get a warrant and
go in and clean out that rat's nest?
If we do, the rats will just go back into
the sewer and we'll lose contact, Kimo.
I prefer them out where
we can keep an eye on them.
Yes, Luana?
LUANA: Mr. McGarrett,
I have the estimated time of
arrival on Mr. Ellington's flight.
It's due in 45 minutes.
Thank you.
~ Kimo. ~ Yeah.
Do a little snooping
around out at that rat's nest.
See what you can pick up.
But don't get caught. You'd only
embarrass the governor, you dig?
Yeah, informal. Right, Steve?
Hasn't changed
since I was a boy.
Very impressive, I'd say.
Heh. So was my grandfather.
What's that?
An electronic bug detector.
Who'd wanna bug this mausoleum?
McGARRETT: Ah.
Somebody who may want you dead.
~ Steve. McGARRETT: Yeah?
This gentleman says he's
a friend of Mr. Ellington's.
Ted. Ha~ha. What kept you?
~ I'm a working man. ~ Yeah.
Steve McGarrett, Hawaii
Five~0. Ted Morley.
~ Ted. ~ An old college
classmate of mine
and the finest
geologist in the world.
Would you believe this
do~gooder turned down
a quarter million dollars a year just
to educate pointy~headed adolescents
who wouldn't know a shale
deposit from a marijuana patch?
All he means by that is
I'm an associate professor
~ at the University
of Hawaii. ~ Yeah.
Morley, Ted Morley,
college classmate.
I'll keep you around
to keep me company,
otherwise I'm liable
to go stir~crazy.
I just thought I'd show
you some of the sites.
Oh, that's a no~no.
My jailer here wants to
keep me under wraps.
Forget it. The
climate's too hot.
Wrapping a tall
blond is a better idea.
Oh... You do make it
sound appealing, Ted.
It is appealing. Bend a little.
Ah, gladly, but, uh, Mr. McGarrett
here said absolutely not.
Yeah.
And now you know why.
Don't you understand
there are people in this world
who'd go to any length to
sabotage your mission here?
Up to and including murder.
Mission? Murder?
What kind of a thriller
are you into, Jack?
There'll be plenty of long boring
hours for me to tell you all about it, Ted.
He found it.
All right, so they
found the bug.
But through this old classmate, we
may find out how much time we have
before Ellington's
visitor arrives.
Now, go on, get
back to your posts.
Why is it that you never
got married, Jack? Check.
Well, being the third in a
famous dynasty isn't so easy.
It was drummed into my
head before I was out of diapers
that family
obligations came first.
Meaning Ellingco?
Meaning Ellingco.
Seven~day~a~week,
16~hour~a~day job.
I never seemed to have time
to find a girl I wanted to marry.
Heh. And I never had time
to make all of that money.
All of my time is spent with, uh,
leisure, socializing and hobbies.
Beautiful ladies?
Oh, every one of them.
Would you believe I've
never even seen Waikiki?
And I own an estate
on this island paradise.
That's sad.
Checkmate.
If I don't get a breath
of fresh air soon,
I'll be a blithering idiot by
the time Bishara arrives.
Why don't you go out on the
town for a couple of hours?
There's great food down
at the Halekulani Terrace.
Can't. Duty,
business, McGarrett.
We won't tell any of them.
Change places? Now?
For a couple of hours, why not?
Ted, McGarrett thinks I might be a
target for an assassination attempt.
That's his job.
Morley's come out.
Let's go.
Whoo!
Jenny?
~ Well, hello. ~ Hello there.
Hi.
I certainly never
expected to see you again.
Well, you did say
Waikiki and surfing.
Look, I hate to be rude, but I've gotta
get this back in a couple of minutes
or they're gonna
charge me another $5.
Take your time,
I'll buy it for you.
Oh, no.
I don't accept gifts
from strange billionaires.
I see.
Well, itsy~bitsy gifts that is.
~ Here, let me. ~ Oh,
thank you very much.
Thanks for the ride, bruddah.
You are all wet.
Yeah, I've been working a
sweat. I gotta talk to Steve.
He's still at the airport.
Bishara's plane is late.
I gotta find a phone.
Hey, I thought you left.
Where's Mr. Ellington?
~ Well, he's~~ ~ Come on!
Waikiki.
Where in Waikiki?
I don't know. Try
the Halekulani.
Yes, Carew, Five~0. Patch
me through to McGarrett.
Waikiki? I don't believe this.
Steve, Bishara's
flight is coming in now.
You get with Sergeant
Ellis of the beach patrol.
Tell him to put every
available man on it right away.
Yeah, thank you. Let's go.
Where are you staying?
Oh, a little hotel downtown.
Well, actually, I was supposed
to stay at the Waikiki Plaza.
I even went to all the
expense of phoning
from the airport
in San Francisco
just to confirm the reservations
and everything, but...
But somebody lost it.
Ha. The computer lost it.
I know the Plaza. I
could call the manager.
Oh...
No, that's all right, Jack.
In fact, uh, he said if I
called him some time after 6,
he'd probably have
something for me.
Ah.
Well, it's after 6 now.
Oh, is it?
Um, do you have a
dime I could borrow?
Yeah.
Some billionaire.
~ Uh, excuse me. ~ Yes?
The young lady you were talking with
passed out in the phone booth here.
Where is she? - Right here.
~ Which way? ~ This way.
Jack! Let him go!
Stop it!
Wait! No! Let him go!
No!
Leave him.
But you say he's not
here yet, Mr. McGarrett.
I don't understand.
I'm sure Mr. Ellington will arrive
any moment, Your Excellency.
Ahmed, old friend.
Welcome.
Welcome.
What kind of a miracle
did you two pull off anyway?
It was just dumb luck, Steve.
If it hadn't been for a girl with
Ellington, he would've been abducted.
Abducted? By whom?
There were three of them,
including the driver of a van.
Him we didn't
get a good look at.
And the other two
we've never seen before.
I saw that van though, Steve,
or one just like it, at Avery's.
Okay, from now on, this
place is under surveillance.
Anyone leaves, tail them.
How do you do?
Jennifer Fair, Steve McGarrett.
Mr. McGarrett.
We owe you a vote
of thanks, Miss Fair.
Although you could have gotten
yourself killed, you realize that?
I've never been involved
with anything like this before.
Mr. McGarrett, what's going
on? Why are all these police here?
Why would anyone
wanna kidnap Mr. Ellington?
Well, you deserve some
answers, but I'm sorry I can't oblige.
Okay, Mr. McGarrett,
don't say it.
I know I acted very foolish and I
apologize to you and your men.
I was really suckered.
We're not out of the woods yet.
Now, uh, when does your
conference with the sheikh take place?
Ahmed is going to rest for a while,
then we'll get down to business.
I've given him and his aides
the guest suite in the west wing.
Good. Kimo, you're in charge
of security here in the east wing.
I think we ought to
look it over together.
~ Truck, take the front
gate. ~ Yeah, Steve.
Yeah, I'd like to tell you about
my little visit to the colonel's library.
Are you feeling better?
I'm fine.
Is there anything I can get you?
Well, maybe a cup of
coffee, if that's okay?
Laced with a bit of
grandpa's medicine?
Uh~huh.
~ I could go for that
myself. Let's go. ~ Okay.
Okay, come on, let's go.
Yes, ma'am, may I help you?
- I'm an OPEC security agent.
Car coming through.
I'll intercept it
at the main gate.
Ten~four.
This says you're an OPEC
security agent, Miss Dassan.
Yes. There are certain
terrorists in the Middle East
who are opposed to
any deal with Ellingco
or any other
American oil company.
I was sent here as a precaution.
I see. Why didn't
you contact us first?
No offense, but I don't
think your organization
has had much experience
in these matters.
We have.
In fact, I've already
spotted two of the terrorists.
I see. Would you like to
share that information with us?
Certainly.
They were driving a
blue American~made van.
That's them all right, Steve.
May I see Sheikh Bishara now?
No, I'm sorry.
Not until we've
verified your credentials.
You stay here
with the lady, Truck.
Have a seat.
Checkpoint Able.
Checkpoint Able.
Checkpoint Baker.
Checkpoint Baker.
Checkpoint Charlie.
Checkpoint Charlie, come in.
Charlie, roger.
Look, more alert there, Charlie.
Roger.
~ Where's Steve? ~
He's in the west wing
checking her
credentials with Bishara.
He's in the west wing.
We go in one minute, 20 seconds.
Maintain regular
radio communications.
Grenade!
That's it. Let's go.
~ What's going on? ~
Grenade attack. Front gate.
~ Where's Steve? ~
Out back somewhere.
What's happening? ~
Somebody's out throwing grenades.
~ That's the woman. ~ What?
That's the woman who
was driving the van.
Don't move.
I said, don't move.
McGARRETT: Drop it.
Sit down.
Don't you move.
Truck, are you all right?
Yeah, she just nicked me,
and she ruined my best shirt.
She was with the men who tried
to kidnap Jack, Mr. McGarrett.
McGARRETT: Why?
You could have killed him then
or killed him right now.
Why didn't you do it?
My God, because Bishara
is the real target, isn't he?
It's been Bishara right along.
~ Truck, can you
manage? Here. ~ Yeah.
Don't let her out of your
sight. If she moves, shoot her.
Forgive the intrusion,
Your Excellency.
I heard an explosion.
Is something wrong?
I'll move you to a
safer place. Come on.
Get back.
God.
Stay here.
~ Excuse me,
Mr. McGarrett. ~ Yes?
Do you think someone could
take me back to my hotel now?
Of course. Kimo?
How's it going?
Fine.
Ahmed wants a break.
~ Are you leaving? JENNY: Mm~hm.
I'm exhausted.
When will I see you?
Well, I, uh~~ I have
to fly back on Saturday.
If you could, uh, stay on...
Jack,
I'm a working girl, remember?
Yeah.
Look, uh, sometimes my business
takes me out to the West Coast.
Sure.
I could look you up.
We, uh, never
finished our evening.
Aloha, Jenny.
Aloha, Jack.
Steve, how would you like a
job running my oil company?
McGARRETT: Mm...
No, thanks. I think I'll stick
with Hawaii's problems.
Oh, okay, but you
could've been a rich man.
I am rich in many ways.
Yeah.
I know what you mean.
Look, Ahmed, about the leases.
We'd like to start our exploration
in the Gulf. Ten, maybe 15 holes.
If they come up dry, we'll
move further toward shore.