Hawaii Five-O (1968–1980): Season 2, Episode 14 - Which Way Did They Go? - full transcript

Ossie Connors, a brilliant and ruthless bank robber, devises a complicated scheme to get revenge on McGarrett, who put the criminal away 10 years earlier in what the lawman describes as "my first big arrest." Connors bribes a Five-O snitch to mislead Dan Williams, then has the snitch killed. Before the tale ends, three more people will lose their lives. McGarrett, relying on cop's instinct, resists what appears to be an easy end to the case.

What if Williams
doesn't take the bait?

He will. He will.

You're so sure, huh?

Jerry Howe is Five-O's
most reliable informer.

Well...

McGarrett tell you
I was gonna die?

My liver's pickled.

Sorry, Jerry.

Yeah, sure.

Listen, Mr. Williams, I... I...

I got a kid I ain't
seen in ten years.



I'd like to send him something.

You know, uh... something.

I'll get you something...

if we can use the tip.

You know something, kid, you...

You got a heart
like a pawnbroker.

O-okay.

Gonna be a big bank hit.

Where?

Bank of Hawaii, King Street.

When?

Ten tomorrow morning.

Who's caper?

Oh, some haole. I... I
never saw him before.



He come around the
neighborhood here,

he was looking for an extra gun.

You know his name?

No.

How could anybody
pull a job like that

on this rock?

How could he get off?

He said he had a fast car.

With water wings?

Look, Mr. Williams...
you gotta believe me.

I wouldn't die lying to you.

Hundred bucks.

Cheap.

You know something...
you're real cheap.

Jerry, I just hope I
bought something.

Let's go.

He took the bait.

Is that all he gave you?

It's a hundred bucks.

I'm gonna send it to my kid.

No.

No, I guess not.

Here you are, Sanders.

Cop money.

Hey, come on, you guys.

That's my money.

Yeah, come on, how about the 300

you promised me
for conning the guy?

Did we say that?

Well, sure you did.

Yeah, you told me.

You said you were
gonna give me three C's.

I know what I said, Jerry.

But you drink a lot.

That makes you talk a lot too.

S-sure.

Sure. Uh, uh...
Forget the whole thing.

I wish we could do that, Jerry,

but I'm afraid we can't
forget anything. Hm?

What are you doing here?

Oh, bank manager's inside.

Name's Keokee.

Go on home, love.

Mr. Keokee.

McGarrett.

Where's the rear entrance?

Rear entrance? Heh.

Rear entrance?
W-we don't have one.

How do you get up on the roof?

We have a fire ladder that
runs the height of the building

on the west side
behind this wall.

Here are the teller counters.

Over here we have the
Accounting Department.

And just forward of it,

the Real Estate and
Loan Department.

Back to the secretary division.

And just behind that
the, uh, executive offices.

It's an impossibility,
gentlemen.

No one could possibly rob
this bank of anything important.

Impossible?

Absolutely.

Well, let's press on anyway.

We have four remote-controlled

television cameras like this one

that watch the teller windows

and the vault area.

We have a silent alarm
system to the H.P.D.,

which are hidden
down under here.

Remote-control front-door
locks on all the windows.

And the most modern safe made.

No way to open it
except by computer signal.

So, you see,
Mr. McGarrett, we're just...

flat burglar-proof.

Mr. Keokee... one
thing I've learned.

For every bank vault,

somewhere in the world there's
a box man who can crack it.

McGARRETT: William
"Mouse" Hakaya.

Lots of experience
with big boxes,

and expert in alarm systems.

Last safe he cracked
was in Lewiston, Idaho.

They caught him,
served twelve years.

Moved back to
Hawaii four years ago.

Nothing on him since.

Last known address: 116
Lahima street, Wahiawa.

Next.

Ossie Connors.

Pittsburgh caper tripped him up.

His first big job,
my first big arrest.

And he took it like poison.

Ben Carter jewelry job.

McGARRETT: You got it.

He's daring, cunning
and imaginative,

and he's visiting Hawaii.

H.P.D. airport detail spotted
him arriving last week.

Next.

C.C. Hastings.
Junkie, mahu, con man.

Well, what I do? What I do?

Do... I'm clean. I
ain't done nothing.

Ain't seen you around lately.

You ain't looked hard.

What have you been doing

for bread these days, Hastings?

Just n-nick...
Nickel-and-dime it when I can.

Hold up your hands.

You happy now? Yeah.

And make sure you
keep us that way.

He couldn't hold a screwdriver,
much less tap a box.

Who's next?

Mouse Hakaya.

What's up, coolies?

You got a big mouth, Hakaya.

Nothing on him.

See you around, fuzz.

Hold it. You been
up to something big?

Sure. I'm going out with a
300-pound Hawaiian chick.

Now who laid something on me?

Looking for burn marks?

Ain't handled a torch in years.

I tell you I'm straight, man.

I'm straight.

And I'm making it
big in numbers, okay?

Flake it, Mouse.

Clean?

Yeah. And loose.

If Mouse was gonna break
a bank in a few hours...

he'd be plenty tight.

Let's go.

What are you doing
in Hawaii, Connors?

You know, McGarrett...

you could use a little bit
more of the aloha spirit.

I think you ought
to be friendlier...

to someone that you put
away for 10 years, huh?

It seems like yesterday.

Hard time hasn't
done you any harm.

No, just my feelings.

But I'll take freedom...

and a little cholesterol.

Tsk. So... how come you, uh...

roust me out at 4:00
in the morning, hm?

I asked you what you
were doing in Hawaii.

Ha.

I came back
here... for a holiday.

I cleared it with
my parole officer.

McGarrett, I'm clean.

I mean, uh, I've gone legit.

My new racket is selling.

Well, I'm not buying.

And if you're here on a hit,
I'll put you away for so long

that ten years will
seem like a coffee break.

Huh?

Now I've convinced everyone
that I'm going straight.

The warden... the
prison psychiatrist...

and my parole officer.

I just can't seem to
get anywhere with you,

McGarrett, can I?

No chance. No chance.

All right.

I'm staying at 14
Ali Wana Boulevard.

Stop in sometime.

I'll build you a mai tai

with a cyanide float.

Connors.

I got a long arm.

Don't make me reach out for you.

Think we just struck out.

Yeah.

But I keep thinking
of the Ben Carter jobs.

Three top jewelry shops
knocked over like toys.

Police answered
all three alarms.

Wound up almost
shooting at each other.

How did you know
it was Connors' job?

Pittsburgh police picked up
his driver on another charge.

Driver laid it on Connors.

I picked him up here

before he had his
suitcases unpacked.

The point is, Danno,

there was more than a heist
involved in those jewelry jobs.

Connors wanted to make
the police look like fools.

To him the law is a joke,
and all cops are boobs.

What do you got?

Hakaya and Hastings are clean.

Okay. I want this
island locked up,

sealed tight by
10:00 in the morning.

That's six hours from now.

Coordinate with H.P.D..

Okay...

Here's the bank.

Here's King Street.

On the north, Beretania.

On the south, Merchant Street.

Here's Sing Loo's
drugstore right here,

north of the bank.

One door south is
a real-estate office.

Across the street
is a mercantile firm.

And Nomuru's Currency Exchange.

Now, this is the
way we'll stake it out.

Nine o'clock. Let's go.

There's just one
thing bothers me.

How are we gonna get off
this rock after the job's over?

I've got a fast car.

You're either putting me
down or putting me on.

What fast car?

My fast car... is Pacific
Armored Express.

Oh, I'm working with a comedian.

I gave you an answer.
I'm not going to spell it out.

The last time I told someone
more than they had to know,

I ended up in prison.

I'm not gonna make
that mistake again.

You ought to wear
that mask all the time.

It does something for you.

Get out.

Scream and you're dead.

Please, take what you want,
but please, don't harm us.

All right.

Go ahead. Call your husband.

Tosh.

Tosh.

What is it, Michi?

No questions.

Let's go for a ride, Nomuru.

Don't be afraid, Michi.

They will not hurt me.

If you do exactly
as I say. If not...

All right, move.

You will not harm her?

That depends on you. Move!

You keep an eye
on her every minute.

Yeah, sure.

Come on, baby, relax.

Relax. Uh, sit down.

You and me are gonna
get better acquainted.

I'm very worried about my wife.

You saw how frightened she was.

You do what I ask, and
no harm will come to her.

All right, remember everyone:

business as usual.

Kono... open up.

Let's go.

My employees are
gonna be very surprised.

We don't open until 10:30.

It's only 10:00...

I know what time you open.

Now remember...

it must go exactly as I said.

I understand.

All right. Ring the bell.

It's me, Kydo.

All right, this is a holdup.

Please... listen to me.

No shouts, no alarms.

Do exactly as he says.

My wife is being held captive.

Your obedience
guarantees her safety.

You two, get a cash box...

fill it with pounds,
francs, yen...

anything you've got.

I like to have
money wherever I go.

And you...

You give 'em a hand.

All right... Enough
of this chicken feed.

Where's the real money?

In the vault.

There are three
bags... very valuable.

I'll get the money.

If you want to see that
pretty little wife of yours again,

maybe you'd better stay
here and be sure they're quiet.

All right, Nomuru,
what's going on?

I forgot.

Pacific Armored Car.
They stop by every morning

a few minutes before we open up.

What do they want?

The... The
moneybags, in the vault.

All right.

Everybody right back where
you were before I got here.

You were back in
that room in there.

Here, take this,
put it in your holster,

leave it there, go
let those men in.

Morning.

Morning, Jim. Hi.

Fred.

Well, it's 10:30, and
nothing's happened.

All right. Let's move.

Please... it's after 10:30.

My first customers will
be coming right away.

I don't want anyone injured.

No one's going to be injured.

The second we leave,
open up for business.

Do not call the police,

or I will shoot
Mr. And Mrs. Nomuru.

I guess Jerry Howe
gave us a phony tip.

You bought it for
a hundred dollars.

I bought Howe's track record.

Do you think we've been set up?

Maybe. Maybe.

What's he mean?

He means, Mr. Keokee,

that, uh, there's a
chance we've been boxed.

While we've been tied up here,

a crime's being
committed someplace else.

Yeah?

I picked up the groceries.

Tie up the wife
and get out of there.

Meet me where we said.

I want you to leave
as soon as I hang up.

Wait! Connors.

Connors, there's, uh...
been a little mix-up here.

I'm sorry, Mr. Nomuru, but
there are some questions

that just can't wait.

How much money was
taken from your exchange?

Mr. Nomuru. I asked you
how much money was taken?

About $40,000.

If Pacific Armored Car had
not stopped to make a pickup...

Yes?

If they had not picked up...

those two men
could have stolen a...

A half a million dollars.

Why does a small exchange
like yours carry so much money?

We buy and sell for
smaller exchanges

all through the islands.

You said there were two men.

Can you describe them?

They were masked.

What kind of masks?

Grotesque. It
distorted their faces.

I couldn't tell.

Mr. McGarrett...

this is... so difficult for me.

I understand.

But would you try
to help us, please?

Yes.

You must get them.

What else, Mr. McGarrett?

The two men, can
you describe them?

Average.

One was darker than the other.

He was bigger, heavier.

How were they dressed?

I don't remember.

Yes.

One of them, uh,

he wore brown- and-white shoes.

Yes, I'm sure of it.

I did everything I
could to help them.

They repaid me by killing Michi.

They... promised.

Please. Please.

May I?

I wouldn't if I were you.

I'll fill you in
later, McGarrett.

Please.

I should like to know the truth.

Mr. Nomuru, there
are some things

that are best left
to medical records.

Is there someplace I can
drive you, Mr. Nomuru?

Nowhere.

The truth. Please.

Very well.

She tried to defend herself.

Tissue under the nails indicate
she scratched her assailant.

She was strangled.

Tell me all of it.

Lay it out.

She was criminally assaulted.

What kind of a world
do we live in, McGarrett?

When's the last
time you saw Jerry?

Yesterday morning.

Were you on duty last night?

And the night before that.

I'm the live-in slave.

Desk clerk, bellhop,
janitor, you name it.

Nobody asked for Jerry?

Who asks?

Kind of visitors we get in
this place use the back stairs.

Can I go now?

Yeah, go ahead.

Steve.

McGARRETT: He gives us a
phony tip, and he winds up murdered.

What you got?

Looks like Jerry was sending
the money home to his kid.

The money you gave him.

Only no money.

Whoever took the
20s killed Jerry, huh?

Maybe.

We'll see where that leaves us.

Get on the horn, Danno.

Send a wagon.

Tell Jenny to dig up
that list of serial numbers

on the bills we gave Howe.

We found one bullet.

Entered the lower mandible,

came out at the
quadratus labii inferioris.

McGARRETT: English
spoken here, Doc.

The bullet struck
him back of the head...

from 4, maybe 5 feet away,
and came out his lower lip.

When? Yesterday.

Dead maybe 24 hours.

Got the bullet?

And the ballistics report.

Go.

The bullet was fired from
a .38 Special, McGarrett.

I want to talk to Connors again.

Ain't been around his apartment.

Okay, while you're looking,

spread these, uh, serial
numbers around the islands.

Post them so they
can't be missed.

Good as done.

You really think Connors
took the currency exchange?

I don't know, Danno.

I keep thinking about
that Ben Carter job.

What's that got to
do with this heist?

When Connors took
those three jewelry shops,

he wanted the police
to look like fools.

Same intents behind
the Nomuru job.

We're in a bank
across the street

from a currency
exchange being heisted.

Yeah. The arrogance,
the contempt for the police.

Connors wears it like a mantle.

But you can't hang a guy

because his
personality fits the crime.

True. Hm.

But no two guys operate alike.

An m.o. is like a fingerprint.

I'll tell you something
else, Danno.

In that Pittsburgh
jewelry heist...

a cop was wounded
with a .38 police special.

The revolver was
found on Connors.

And Jerry Howe was killed
by a bullet from a .38 police job.

Right.

Connors way of thumbing
his nose at the law.

Think about it.

Steve.

Yeah. That's what we get
for looking the wrong way.

At least it's a good likeness.

Yeah.

I don't like it.

Now look, Walker.

You told me you're busted.

I'm giving you $10,000
for 30 seconds work.

If it's so easy...

why don't you do it yourself?

He doesn't trust me. I
can't get close to him.

Well, what's that
money box all about?

I told you how he killed
Mrs. Nomuru, didn't I?

Now, I want him found
with some of the bread,

so they will take
the heat off me.

Yeah? Who is it?

Connors sent me
with your payoff money.

Come on in. I'll
buy you a drink.

Well... how'd it go?

Couldn't miss.
Let's get out of here.

Morning. What
have we got, Jenny?

Surprise, McGarrett.

I, uh...

I hear you're looking for me.

You heard right.

In here.

Sit down.

Where you been, Connors?

Around.

Surfing and sightseeing.

That's what paradise
is all about, isn't it?

You're a funny man, Connors.

You are still
trying to tie me into

that currency-exchange robbery.

Yeah, and add
two murders to that.

And you can't
prove a thing, right?

No, not yet.

But I'm gonna bust a gut trying.

You know something, McGarrett?

I'm gonna get you off my back

by proving to you
that I didn't do it.

Oh. and that will be the day.

You get a bigger charge
out of giving us the needle

than pulling a job.

I had nothing to
do with this caper.

As a matter of fact, I
even turned it down.

Yeah, who was the contact?

Who was it? Who asked you in?

If I tell you that,
I'm a dead man.

Give me the name of the contact.

You nervous, Connors?

Suppose we give
you a little protection?

I don't want protection.

All I want is for you
to get off my back.

Not a chance. But
that's okay, Connors.

Just take your time.

You're not going anywhere.

All right.

The man who contacted
me is a guy by the name of...

Joe Walker.

Just a punk. Pushes pot.

Moves around a
lot. You'll find him.

Okay, Connors.

But there'd better
be a Walker...

and he'd better know
what you're talking about.

Because if this is another
one of your put-ons...

watch out.

McGarrett.

Where, Danno?

Yeah. Yeah. We're on the way.

Come on, we're
gonna take a little ride.

And that makes 40.

All of Nomuru's money?

What have we got?

Unless I got my pounds,
yens and francs mixed up...

the whole 40,000 is here.

Doesn't make sense.

More than that adds up, Steve.

What's that?

Couple of the 20s we paid Howe,

we found 'em in Sanders' pocket.

What about the scratch marks?

Three. Right down the cheek.

It still doesn't add up.

Who's the guy with Sanders?

No ID. But why knock it?

For once we get a
break. The Sanders' caper.

He and the gunsel committed
the murders and set us up.

What's not to buy? It's obvious.

It's too obvious, Danno.

Well, look at it
this way, Steve.

They were in a car,
got into an argument,

the driver got his gun
first, started shooting,

then lost control of the car.

All wrapped up.

Bodies, Nomuru's money.

Connors, come here.

Take a look.

Paradise getting pretty
rough, eh, McGarrett?

Ever seen this one before?

Never saw him before in my life.

How about the other one?

Wait a minute. That
looks like Walker.

That fellow that contacted me.

What happened?

You tell me.

Well, how should I know?

Look, McGarrett, my capers
are written up in textbooks.

Trying to tie me in with
this amateur operation,

that's insulting.

I'm sorry, Mr. Nomuru
to put you through this.

Is that the man who robbed you?

I'm sorry, Mr. McGarrett.

I can't tell.

The masks they were wearing.

Okay, Connors, beat it.

Mr. Nomuru, would
you please take a look

at those other two
bodies, try to identify them?

Chin.

I wanna know everything
Connors did last night.

Where he ate, slept,
drank, everything.

The works.

Danno, get, uh,

blood and tissue samples
from Sanders' face.

Make comparison tests

with the material found under
Mrs. Nomuru's fingernails.

Somebody else might
have scratched him.

Mr. McGarrett.

I can't tell from his face...

but I'm sure this is the
man who murdered my wife.

How can you be sure?

The shoes.

I remember his shoes.

What about the other man?

His size, his shape,

color of this hair are
about the same, but...

he's shabbier.

The other man was well-dressed.

Other than the shoes,

can you make a positive
identification of either man?

I'm sorry, Mr. McGarrett.

But with those
masks... I can't say.

I just can't tell.

Yeah. Serial number checks.

Do you remember who passed it?

As soon as I saw it was a
20, I went right to your list.

I'm not sure.

I guess I must
have been excited.

Was it a man or a woman?

A man. I'm sure of that.

Well, was he tall,
short, fat, thin?

All I remember...

is that he bought a flower
for his lapel, 50 cents...

then he asked for
change in quarters.

Nineteen dollars and
fifty cents in quarters.

Two-bit poker?

Or a phone call.

A long long-distance phone call.

That's right. I remember now.

He asked if he could
use our pay phone.

Do you have the number?

Jenny, contact the
phone company.

I want all long-distance
tickets placed

from 287-1299, and rush it.

Yes. I have an open
ticket on flight number 1.

When can I leave?

I'll be right there, baby.

Lab report.

Blood and tissue from
under Mrs. Nomuru's nails

definitely came from
scratches on Sanders' face.

Well, I still don't think
Walker or Sanders

could have planned that robbery.

They don't have the
know-how or the guts.

Guts, know-how.

Steve, all I can see
is a couple of gunsels

whose ideas were
too big for them.

Look, they blew
half a million dollars

to Pacific Armor
with bad timing.

Yeah, and they
murdered twice for nothing.

First, Jerry Howe,
and then Mrs. Nomuru.

So, what's it gonna be, Steve?

Hard evidence
or... gut instinct?

Mr. Nomuru's here.

Send him in.

So, like I told you,

I... I was gonna cut
the H myself and push it.

But I didn't. Now
you got to believe me.

Mr. Nomuru, about a year ago...

a man by the name of Joe Walker

was picked up on a
narcotics-possession charge.

Honolulu Police Department
taped his statement.

Does his voice sound
like one of the two men?

Mr. McGarrett, the
voice on that tape

doesn't sound like
either of the men.

Not the one who killed my wife,

nor the one who
robbed my exchange.

I'm sorry.

You're not disappointing me.

I would have bet that Joe
Walker had nothing to do with it...

The murder of your
wife or the robbery.

Well, I wish I
could have helped.

You have helped, sir.

You have.

Thank you, sir.

Boss, Connors left on flight 1.

Stops at Manila,
Okinawa and Hong Kong.

Anything from the phone company?

Two long-distance phone
calls from the florist shop.

One to the mainland.

Oh, forget it.

And one to a Lee Atsukema.

Where? Hong Kong.

Mr. Atsukema?

Yes? May I help you?

Deak and Company,
currency exchange, Honolulu.

I believe you're holding...

three bags of currency for us.

Have you the manifests?

Yes.

Deak and Company,
currency exchange.

Anything wrong?

No. All in order.

You wish us to deliver the bags?

Uh, no, thank you. I've, uh...

I've arranged to
deliver them myself.

Perhaps somebody
could help me, uh,

take this out though.

But you're not taking them out.

This time we were watching
the right store, Connors.

Freeze.

Freeze!

Yeah.

You're under arrest.

Extradition papers.
You want to read them?

No. I just want
to know one thing.

How did you trace me here?

You made a call to Atsukema.

Only you would have the gall

to use an exchange in Hong Kong

run by a retired cop.

The ultimate contempt.

I guess this means we
head back to paradise, huh?

That's where you're
gonna be living, brother,

for the next 199 years.

If you can call it living.

Take him.