Hawaii Five-O (1968–1980): Season 2, Episode 15 - Blind Tiger - full transcript
McGarrett survives a bombing of his car but is blinded. His sight may or may not return. He begins rehabilitation under the no-nonsense supervision of Nurse Lavallo. Five-O's investigation fails to turn up a suspect among known criminals. Meanwhile, McGarrett's attacker is determined the kill the lawman in the hospital where he is undergoing rehabilitation.
Mr. McGarrett? Yeah.
Clean your windshield?
Well, it depends on the price.
Two bits, same as always.
Sure looks to me like
you need it real bad.
Okay, but, uh...
make sure the whole
windshield's done this time,
not just the driver's
side, huh? Okay.
What you doing?
I'm just fixing
Mr. McGarrett's car.
A car has to run real well
for a man like Mr. McGarrett.
Well, don't smudge
the windshield, okay?
I understand.
Hey, where is everyone?
Kono?
Danno?
Jenny?
Everybody take off at 6?
Surprise!
♪ ...dear boss... ♪
♪ You're 21 today
Twenty-one today ♪
♪ You've got the
key To the door ♪
♪ Never been 21 before ♪
♪ ...dear boss... ♪
Happy birthday.
Don't say anything, just
have a marvelous birthday.
Here, boss. McGARRETT: Oh, wow.
Thank you. Thank you.
- Mahalo. Oh, wow.
- Don't drop it.
Oh! Whoa-ho!
Watch out. Ha-ha! Good.
That does it now.
I'm touched. I, uh... I
don't know what to say.
Well, just say anything.
Here, boss. Oh?
Some of the boys chipped in.
Yeah, but not very much.
Let's see. It won't
explode, will it?
Oh. Damn.
Yeah, just what I need,
a Hawaiian dictionary.
Okay, quiet, folks.
Steve. Yes, sir?
As governor it's my
duty to inform you
of a serious violation.
Now, we searched through
your Navy and civil service records
and found two different
versions of your age.
Now, it's true these, uh...
These versions were
only one year apart.
So in the interest of
honesty and... And integrity,
we decided to combine them
for the proper number
of candles on your cake.
♪ ...dear boss... ♪
That's 70, huh?
That's about half right.
Okay, here goes.
Goodnight, boss. And
remember, it can be exchanged.
McGARRETT: Listen, you
know that I love polka dot ties.
Good night, happy
birthday. Good night, Jenny.
Good night, boss. See you, Kono.
Boss. McGARRETT: Mahalo.
Listen, you guys are
crazy to spend so much.
We thought about
a plaque for a while,
but it seemed too
much like retirement.
Don't get any ideas.
Thank you, Danno. Mahalo.
Good night, Steve. Good night.
Steve.
Dropped one.
I'll get it.
Steve. Steve.
Pain.
Back of my head.
I'll get help. Danno.
Danno. What is it?
I can't see.
I can't see.
What happened to him?
Somebody planted
a bomb in his car.
Dr. Chowfrow. Dr. Chowfrow.
Presumable traumatic injury.
Slight edema present.
No fracture or flesh
wound apparent.
And some burns.
What do you see?
Some kind of light.
What do you see?
Nothing. Nothing.
I want full skull x-rays,
blood chemistry
and a spinal tap.
All right, doctor,
what's the story?
Let's wait for those x-rays.
Liz, give me some
light over here.
Everything under control?
Good. Thanks.
Kono,
let's be sure everyone
in the area is questioned.
Everyone who was here within
three hours before the blast.
And everyone who had
business in the palace today.
And get a license number
of every car in the area.
Okay.
Everything okay here.
Palani, pictures of the
wreck, every angle there is.
And then dream up a few. Okay.
Anything? Not much.
I'll have to look through a
microscope to find anything.
Well, let's get every piece
of this hulk down to the lab.
McGARRETT: Danno?
Danno?
Where's Danno?
Right here, Steve. Here.
Okay, we'll proceed as
follows. Number one...
We'll proceed as follows.
Number one, search Five-O files
for all people who might have
a motive in wanting to kill you.
Two, check criminal
records of hoods
who have used
explosives on jobs.
Three, set up a security system.
The theory that whoever
made the first hit might try again.
What kind of a security system?
Hospitals are tough,
regular traffic funnels.
What kind of a security system?
Two uniformed policemen
at each entrance.
One in your room,
one outside the door.
He goes wherever you go.
Why not the National Guard?
We could have two divisions,
and the killer would
still have an edge.
He knows who he's after.
Well, there are traces
of sodium nitrate.
It could mean a dynamite blast,
but not necessarily.
And even if we knew
the composition
of the explosive,
it still wouldn't tell us how
the bomb was constructed
or how it was triggered.
That's not much to go on.
This is what's left of the car.
We've been over
it about 20 times.
No wires, no batteries.
No timing devices that don't
belong to the car already.
Professor Fong. Yes?
I found this.
It doesn't fit into the puzzle.
I-I don't know if it
means anything.
Hm.
It might.
My toolbox in the locker.
This interests me.
A metal tubing that's
not part of the car.
But the metal is new.
And, Dan, look. Uh, there's also
a hole drilled right in
the middle of the tube.
Yeah.
Here. Thank you.
What we can assume, Dan, is...
this tube was
rigged above, say...
three sticks of dynamite...
powerful spring
with a detonating cap
inserted with the
detonating cap like so.
Well, Dan, I'm gonna
need your help here.
Can you poke that...?
Yeah.
Got it.
Now, the pin could be attached
to any moving part of the car.
You know, a door
or a gear shift,
you name it.
Let's see what happens
when we pull the nail.
Now, if this works...
you can tell McGarrett
the type of explosive used
and the way it was triggered.
Now, let's see what happens.
Morning.
Dr. Frobida, Chemo One, stat.
Dr. Frobida, Chemo One, stat.
Everything quiet?
Except McGarrett.
Morning, Steve.
Danno.
How are you feeling?
Don't ask.
Where you been?
The lab. Got some news.
It was dynamite, and they
found the triggering device.
Pretty slick little gadget.
Well, that should
narrow the field.
We're looking for
a good mechanic
who can work with dynamite.
Dr. Freedman.
Dr. Freedman.
Who's there?
I'm Dr. Rackman, Mr. McGarrett.
I'm here with Nurse Lavallo.
How do you do,
Mr. McGarrett? How do you do?
Nurse Lavallo is going to
stay with you from now on.
She's had a good deal of
experience in this type of case.
What type of case
is that, doctor?
Your tests so far indicate
no fractures, no concussion,
no damage to the
brain despite a bad fall.
You do have a
slight hemorrhaging
in the occipital region.
Enough to affect
the optic nerves.
How long does it
take to clear up?
I'd like some straight
answers, doctor.
Okay. Straight
answers, Mr. McGarrett.
You could regain
your vision perfectly,
you could regain a
part of your vision,
or you might not
regain your vision at all.
The fact that you can
perceive light at this point
is a very hopeful sign.
And what am I supposed
to do while I sit around
wait for your
three possibilities?
Not a thing, Mr. McGarrett,
and that's important.
You're to remain here
under my observation.
There'll be more
tests in a day or two.
No more tests, doctor.
I've been poked and
jabbed and needled
till my skin feels
like a bulletin board.
Now, will somebody get
me my clothes, please?
I wouldn't try
that if I were you.
McGARRETT: I have
a job to do, doctor.
I have to find someone
who's trying to kill me.
And I don't intend to
sit here waiting for him
with a tin cup and dark glasses.
Now, where are my clothes?
Will somebody kindly
give me my clothes?
Who's the officer on the
door? Chadwich, is that you?
Will you give me
my clothes, please?
All right, I'll get 'em myself.
Why don't you do that?
They're in the closet.
Where's the closet?
Right ahead of you.
Obviously,
Mr. McGarrett can't accept
the reality of his situation.
Until he does, no
one can help him.
Could somebody call my
office and tell them I want a car?
There's a phone on
the table by the bed.
Why don't you do it yourself?
Oh, thank you,
Florence Nightingale.
Operator, get me
7-3-2-5-5-7-7, please.
Yes, I know I can dial it.
I'd like you to do it for me.
Jenny, McGarrett.
I want a car down in front
of the hospital right away.
Never mind what the doctor said.
Just make sure the car is there.
Yeah.
McGARRETT: Leave me alone.
Nurse Lavallo.
Nurse?
Yes?
Take me back to my room.
Get on your feet.
Thank you. Leave me alone.
Take my elbow.
Raise your hand
and take my elbow.
I'm gonna walk a half
a step ahead of you.
You'll be able to
feel when I turn
to the right and to the left
and when I stop.
Police!
Keep your hands on the table.
Two days out on parole,
and I see you've found
your old friends, huh, Jimmy?
I didn't do nothing.
Get up against that wall.
Put 'em up.
Okay.
I told you I didn't do nothing.
Nothing but a lot of talking
while you were in the big house
about what you were gonna do
to McGarrett when you got out.
Talk. Just talk.
Where were you yesterday?
Here. Right here.
Been playing since
2:00 yesterday.
Who's gonna believe that?
You don't have to believe it.
Do you think these
guys will let me quit
when I'm 6000 winners?
Maybe you'd better
pray for a losing streak.
And will you tell them to
have a progress report ready
because I'm gonna
start asking questions.
Right. Thank you.
Jenny, can I have
the, uh, letter to HPD?
Right here, boss. Uh, do
you want me to read it to you?
No. No, uh...
Just get me the,
uh, memo from FBI.
I have something that might
help you, Mr. McGarrett.
Help me how?
Well, this is a
handwriting guide.
There's an opening that
shows you where to write.
No, thank you, Ms. Lavallo.
I think I'm capable of
signing a letter by myself.
That wasn't too bad, was it?
Why ask me? You seem to
know all the answers yourself.
The FBI memo.
It goes with the
letter, special delivery.
I'll take care of
everything, boss.
Hello, Steve. Governor.
Would you, uh, leave
us a minute, nurse?
Of course.
What are you trying to
prove anyway, Steve?
Prove?
Room 409, Island Hospital,
is not Five-O headquarters.
I thought Five-O headquarters
was any place I happened to be
as long as I'm in charge
of that department.
You can't run the
department now, Steve.
Not until you get well.
But you've got to
cooperate with the doctors.
I'm simply not giving
you any choice.
Goodbye, Steve.
Governor, all right.
Okay, I'll work
with the doctors.
I'll do anything they
say, but I'm gonna...
Goodbye, Steve.
Thank you, nurse.
Nurse Lavallo.
Yes, Mr. McGarrett?
I understand there
are things to learn.
Ways of getting
on in this condition.
Yes, Mr. McGarrett.
I want to start learning now.
Right now.
What do you want?
Sit down.
You know Leo Mahani?
Him. That's Leo Mahani.
Sam, stop dancing.
We know you paid him a
thousand bucks last night.
Me? For what?
We've seen the canceled
check. You just tell us why, huh?
Okay, he works for me.
He does odd jobs.
He's a handyman.
Especially handy with a gun.
And dynamite.
It won't work, Sam.
They think I hit McGarrett,
and you paid me to do it.
Nobody has a better
reason than you
for wanting to
see McGarrett hit.
He's been closing in on
your bookmaking operations
for the last three months.
Starting to hurt, huh?
You must think I'm
nuts, a real psycho, huh?
I'm going to put a contract out
on McGarrett and pay by check.
I might as well send you
a printed announcement.
You wouldn't be the first
one to make that mistake.
Mistakes, okay, but suicide, no.
Anybody who puts
a hit on McGarrett
knows he's turning on
more heat on this rock
than the Mauna Loa volcano.
Sure, I paid Leo
a thousand bucks.
I paid him to find
out who hit your boss.
And when I find that punk,
I'm going to save you
guys a lot of trouble.
Don't do us any favors, Sam.
Don't expect a sixth
sense, Mr. McGarrett.
Steve. Steve.
Don't expect a sixth
sense, Mr. McGarrett.
Don't expect your other senses
to automatically compensate.
Those things don't
happen, they're myths.
But you can improve
your perceptions
by concentration, hard work.
Tell me everything
you smell, feel and hear.
Elevator, right?
That's right.
A rattling sound. Uh, a cart?
What kind of cart?
Somebody's dinner, I guess.
What kind of food?
It smells like medicine.
Then it's a medicine cart.
Even here food smells like food.
Dr. Jewel. Dr. Jewel.
Breeze just stopped.
We must be inside again.
Now... that is food.
What kind?
Portuguese sausage?
You're right.
McGARRETT: I hear a radio.
Oh, that's too easy
and besides it's a TV set.
So if you folks in
the TV audience
will make your judgment,
we'll see just how expert...
Something just passed
in front of us, with wheels.
Uh...
A wheelchair? Someone
in a wheelchair?
Very good.
I hear voices, uh...
laughing, talking?
Must be coming up on a, uh...
A waiting room
or a visitor's room?
What kind of visitors?
Well, I smell perfume.
Obviously a woman.
I'd say quite a woman.
I smell something else too.
Something sweet, like sugar.
But not exactly.
I, uh... I can't quite place it.
Try.
Hey.
It's bubble gum.
Huh?
Hello, son.
WOMAN: Dr. Silverstein.
Dr. Silverstein.
I can feel warmth on my face.
Sunlight?
What else?
Everything's the same as before.
Everything?
No. No, something's different.
I hear footsteps behind me.
Heavier. A different man.
Kono?
Right here, boss.
I've got something for you.
Lomi lomi.
Give that man a cigar.
Mm, God, it's good.
I'm glad you came, Kono.
You're doing very well,
both memory and
perception improving.
Tonight we'll take
a much longer walk
down to physical therapy.
Mrs. Masterson?
Yes?
Is Roger home?
We're, uh, police officers.
Come in.
Roger, somebody to see you.
He's been very good.
Home by 9:00 every night.
Just like the
probation officer said.
We're very glad to hear it.
Yeah?
We're police officers, Roger.
We want to ask
you a few questions.
Okay, sure.
Where were you yesterday
afternoon between 4 and 7:00?
Here. Right here in the house.
Was anyone with you
besides your mother?
Yesterday.
Hey, hey, wait.
That's when Mr. McGarrett's
car was dynamited, huh?
Well, is that why you're
asking me questions?
What do you think, Roger?
Hey, listen, man, I'd
never do a thing like that.
I know. You wouldn't hurt a fly.
But somehow a tourist managed
to get himself beat up last month
while you were sitting
on him punching his face.
McGarrett just happened
to catch you doing it.
Look, that guy pushed me
first, and so I hit him back.
And sent him to a
hospital in a coma.
So he can't testify against you,
and now maybe
neither can McGarrett.
That's very convenient,
isn't it, Roger?
I'd have to be freaked out of
my head to do a thing like that.
Well, like I said, Roger,
was there anyone with you
yesterday beside your mother?
Uh, yesterday...
Mr. Frank was here, wasn't he?
Yeah.
Yeah, Mr. Frank was here.
Mr. Joshua Frank,
the probation officer.
He, uh... He came by
late in the afternoon,
and he stayed for
dinner with me and mom.
And we were talking
about a vocation for me.
Oh, uh, doing what?
Landscape gardening.
Good luck.
All right, Kono.
I want a report on
what's happening.
Boss, the governor
says you've got to rest.
That we're not
supposed to... Kono.
Every suspect checks
out with an alibi.
And we can't find anyone
near the palace who saw a thing.
It doesn't make any sense.
Somebody plants a bomb in a car.
Somebody must have seen
something in a parking lot.
Could it have been an employee,
a taxi driver, a car owner?
Wait a minute,
Kono. Wait a minute.
Yeah, boss?
You get over there, and you
look for a scrawny little runt.
Pakea' Hawaiian kid
about 10 years old.
Name is Poto.
Cleans windshields
for two bits a throw.
He cleaned mine
yesterday afternoon.
Right away, boss.
Miss Lavallo?
Perception and memory.
Isn't that what you said?
That's what I said.
Hi, Bill.
Uh-uh.
Are you sure he's not in there?
I'm sure.
Sometime a guy looks different.
Like if we took his picture
a couple of years ago,
younger or with a mustache,
you know what I mean?
I tell you he ain't in any
of those mug pictures.
Be a good guy, and look
through them once more, okay?
Yeah. Yeah, Kono,
okay. Thank you.
Yes.
The kid's been through
all the mug shots.
Nothing.
You know what I think?
I think we're dealing
with the worst kind.
A guy with no criminal record.
A psycho.
So?
So there's no logic to his acts.
No way to follow him,
no way to track him down
until he makes his second move.
What do you suggest, Danno?
That we wait for a second move?
Dinner so early, Miss Lavallo?
Hospital hours, Mr. McGarrett.
You'll have to get used to it.
Now...
we have roast beef at 6:00.
Potatoes at 12.
Asparagus at 3.
Dessert at 9.
Bread and butter, far right.
Salt and pepper at
the top of the tray,
and I'll get your coffee later.
Why, you're using
perfume, Miss Lavallo.
Oh, it's just a little cologne.
I use it to freshen up.
Don't be embarrassed.
It's very nice.
You eat your asparagus.
Let me, Danno.
McGarrett.
Steve, Che Fong.
Steve, we have a
breakthrough in that tubular steel
used to make up that bomb.
Let me have it.
Right. It was made in
Westphalia, Germany.
You know what? It's
used for the torque rod
that runs down
the steering shaft
of the Westphalian Oberlin Car.
The bomb was made
from a chunk of Westphalian
Oberlin automobile.
Where's the nearest agency?
Only one. On Ala Moana.
Stop by the office.
Take the kid with you.
Right.
Take a good look around.
Where's the foreman?
Thank you.
You the foreman? Yeah.
We're police officers.
We're looking for a guy
who might work here.
What's his name?
Well, that's it. We
don't really know, but...
We know he had to be out here
sometime yesterday afternoon
between the hours of 3 and 5:30.
That could be a lot of guys.
We stagger our dinner hour.
Besides, somebody's
always making deliveries.
Hey!
Here he is!
That's the guy, huh?
He's the one who opened
the hood of McGarrett's car.
That's Masterson.
Masterson? Where is he now?
He's not on the floor. Must be
at his workbench in the back.
Where is he?
Come on.
That's funny.
He ought to be here now.
Has he got a locker?
That one.
Let's go.
Dr. Levinson.
Dr. Levinson.
E.K.G. technician.
E.K.G. technician.
Now, you're in the center
of a clock, facing 12.
I'm gonna move around the room,
and I want you to
tell me where I am
in relation to the clock
and my distance from you.
Now.
About 5:00, about 6 feet.
Now.
Eight o'clock, About 9 feet.
Well, you're still probably
slightly deaf in your left ear.
Six feet.
You'll have to learn
to compensate.
Eleven o'clock, wheelchair.
Eleven o'clock, walker.
Very good.
This is the Hoover
prescription cane.
When you learn to use it,
you'll be able to
walk by yourself.
Now, you move it from
left to right in front of you
touching the ground each time.
You try.
Get over here.
What's going on here?!
What's going on?!
I'll make this quick, McGarrett.
Who are you?
Yes, you should know.
It would have no
meaning if you didn't know.
Now, think, McGarrett.
A man in a courtroom watching
his kid arraigned by a cop.
A cop that wants to send
that kid away for 5 to 10 years
and ruin his life.
It was only a first offense.
You could have let him go.
You're Masterson.
Yeah, Masterson.
Your son committed
a vicious crime.
A life, McGarrett.
A life with a record.
Do you know what that means?
No college.
No future. No decent job.
I'm sorry, McGarrett.
I have to protect my kid.
Drop, Steve!
I've put out the lights.
You're equal, Steve.
He lost his gun!
Okay, now we're even, huh?
Okay, 11:00.
Come here!
Eight o'clock!
Eight!
Ah!
Six o'clock.
You blinded me. You...
Over here, quick!
I think I gave you
guys a bum steer.
I said McGarrett needed help.
Take him, Danno. Take him.
Yeah.
Light perception increasing.
Open, please.
Pupil contraction
returning to normal.
Continue present treatment.
Perception of motion
beginning to appear.
Prognosis: good.
Continue present treatment.
Nurse Lavallo?
No, I'm Janet Feinberg.
And I will not have my patients
walking barefoot.
Now, put your slippers on.
McGarrett?
Hello. It's me.
They tell me you're gonna be
getting out of here tomorrow,
and I just want to say goodbye
and good luck.
Where are you?
I'm in Surgery.
Never know where
they're gonna transfer you.
Look, uh, I wanna
see you before I go.
Well, uh...
You know, it depends
on my schedule.
But don't worry about it.
You know, these
hospital relationships
don't seem as important
after you're home.
Look, Lavallo, you're
really too much.
You really are.
May I at least know
your first name?
Hello? Are you there?
It's Edith.
Clean your windshield?
Well, it depends on the price.
Two bits, same as always.
Sure looks to me like
you need it real bad.
Okay, but, uh...
make sure the whole
windshield's done this time,
not just the driver's
side, huh? Okay.
What you doing?
I'm just fixing
Mr. McGarrett's car.
A car has to run real well
for a man like Mr. McGarrett.
Well, don't smudge
the windshield, okay?
I understand.
Hey, where is everyone?
Kono?
Danno?
Jenny?
Everybody take off at 6?
Surprise!
♪ ...dear boss... ♪
♪ You're 21 today
Twenty-one today ♪
♪ You've got the
key To the door ♪
♪ Never been 21 before ♪
♪ ...dear boss... ♪
Happy birthday.
Don't say anything, just
have a marvelous birthday.
Here, boss. McGARRETT: Oh, wow.
Thank you. Thank you.
- Mahalo. Oh, wow.
- Don't drop it.
Oh! Whoa-ho!
Watch out. Ha-ha! Good.
That does it now.
I'm touched. I, uh... I
don't know what to say.
Well, just say anything.
Here, boss. Oh?
Some of the boys chipped in.
Yeah, but not very much.
Let's see. It won't
explode, will it?
Oh. Damn.
Yeah, just what I need,
a Hawaiian dictionary.
Okay, quiet, folks.
Steve. Yes, sir?
As governor it's my
duty to inform you
of a serious violation.
Now, we searched through
your Navy and civil service records
and found two different
versions of your age.
Now, it's true these, uh...
These versions were
only one year apart.
So in the interest of
honesty and... And integrity,
we decided to combine them
for the proper number
of candles on your cake.
♪ ...dear boss... ♪
That's 70, huh?
That's about half right.
Okay, here goes.
Goodnight, boss. And
remember, it can be exchanged.
McGARRETT: Listen, you
know that I love polka dot ties.
Good night, happy
birthday. Good night, Jenny.
Good night, boss. See you, Kono.
Boss. McGARRETT: Mahalo.
Listen, you guys are
crazy to spend so much.
We thought about
a plaque for a while,
but it seemed too
much like retirement.
Don't get any ideas.
Thank you, Danno. Mahalo.
Good night, Steve. Good night.
Steve.
Dropped one.
I'll get it.
Steve. Steve.
Pain.
Back of my head.
I'll get help. Danno.
Danno. What is it?
I can't see.
I can't see.
What happened to him?
Somebody planted
a bomb in his car.
Dr. Chowfrow. Dr. Chowfrow.
Presumable traumatic injury.
Slight edema present.
No fracture or flesh
wound apparent.
And some burns.
What do you see?
Some kind of light.
What do you see?
Nothing. Nothing.
I want full skull x-rays,
blood chemistry
and a spinal tap.
All right, doctor,
what's the story?
Let's wait for those x-rays.
Liz, give me some
light over here.
Everything under control?
Good. Thanks.
Kono,
let's be sure everyone
in the area is questioned.
Everyone who was here within
three hours before the blast.
And everyone who had
business in the palace today.
And get a license number
of every car in the area.
Okay.
Everything okay here.
Palani, pictures of the
wreck, every angle there is.
And then dream up a few. Okay.
Anything? Not much.
I'll have to look through a
microscope to find anything.
Well, let's get every piece
of this hulk down to the lab.
McGARRETT: Danno?
Danno?
Where's Danno?
Right here, Steve. Here.
Okay, we'll proceed as
follows. Number one...
We'll proceed as follows.
Number one, search Five-O files
for all people who might have
a motive in wanting to kill you.
Two, check criminal
records of hoods
who have used
explosives on jobs.
Three, set up a security system.
The theory that whoever
made the first hit might try again.
What kind of a security system?
Hospitals are tough,
regular traffic funnels.
What kind of a security system?
Two uniformed policemen
at each entrance.
One in your room,
one outside the door.
He goes wherever you go.
Why not the National Guard?
We could have two divisions,
and the killer would
still have an edge.
He knows who he's after.
Well, there are traces
of sodium nitrate.
It could mean a dynamite blast,
but not necessarily.
And even if we knew
the composition
of the explosive,
it still wouldn't tell us how
the bomb was constructed
or how it was triggered.
That's not much to go on.
This is what's left of the car.
We've been over
it about 20 times.
No wires, no batteries.
No timing devices that don't
belong to the car already.
Professor Fong. Yes?
I found this.
It doesn't fit into the puzzle.
I-I don't know if it
means anything.
Hm.
It might.
My toolbox in the locker.
This interests me.
A metal tubing that's
not part of the car.
But the metal is new.
And, Dan, look. Uh, there's also
a hole drilled right in
the middle of the tube.
Yeah.
Here. Thank you.
What we can assume, Dan, is...
this tube was
rigged above, say...
three sticks of dynamite...
powerful spring
with a detonating cap
inserted with the
detonating cap like so.
Well, Dan, I'm gonna
need your help here.
Can you poke that...?
Yeah.
Got it.
Now, the pin could be attached
to any moving part of the car.
You know, a door
or a gear shift,
you name it.
Let's see what happens
when we pull the nail.
Now, if this works...
you can tell McGarrett
the type of explosive used
and the way it was triggered.
Now, let's see what happens.
Morning.
Dr. Frobida, Chemo One, stat.
Dr. Frobida, Chemo One, stat.
Everything quiet?
Except McGarrett.
Morning, Steve.
Danno.
How are you feeling?
Don't ask.
Where you been?
The lab. Got some news.
It was dynamite, and they
found the triggering device.
Pretty slick little gadget.
Well, that should
narrow the field.
We're looking for
a good mechanic
who can work with dynamite.
Dr. Freedman.
Dr. Freedman.
Who's there?
I'm Dr. Rackman, Mr. McGarrett.
I'm here with Nurse Lavallo.
How do you do,
Mr. McGarrett? How do you do?
Nurse Lavallo is going to
stay with you from now on.
She's had a good deal of
experience in this type of case.
What type of case
is that, doctor?
Your tests so far indicate
no fractures, no concussion,
no damage to the
brain despite a bad fall.
You do have a
slight hemorrhaging
in the occipital region.
Enough to affect
the optic nerves.
How long does it
take to clear up?
I'd like some straight
answers, doctor.
Okay. Straight
answers, Mr. McGarrett.
You could regain
your vision perfectly,
you could regain a
part of your vision,
or you might not
regain your vision at all.
The fact that you can
perceive light at this point
is a very hopeful sign.
And what am I supposed
to do while I sit around
wait for your
three possibilities?
Not a thing, Mr. McGarrett,
and that's important.
You're to remain here
under my observation.
There'll be more
tests in a day or two.
No more tests, doctor.
I've been poked and
jabbed and needled
till my skin feels
like a bulletin board.
Now, will somebody get
me my clothes, please?
I wouldn't try
that if I were you.
McGARRETT: I have
a job to do, doctor.
I have to find someone
who's trying to kill me.
And I don't intend to
sit here waiting for him
with a tin cup and dark glasses.
Now, where are my clothes?
Will somebody kindly
give me my clothes?
Who's the officer on the
door? Chadwich, is that you?
Will you give me
my clothes, please?
All right, I'll get 'em myself.
Why don't you do that?
They're in the closet.
Where's the closet?
Right ahead of you.
Obviously,
Mr. McGarrett can't accept
the reality of his situation.
Until he does, no
one can help him.
Could somebody call my
office and tell them I want a car?
There's a phone on
the table by the bed.
Why don't you do it yourself?
Oh, thank you,
Florence Nightingale.
Operator, get me
7-3-2-5-5-7-7, please.
Yes, I know I can dial it.
I'd like you to do it for me.
Jenny, McGarrett.
I want a car down in front
of the hospital right away.
Never mind what the doctor said.
Just make sure the car is there.
Yeah.
McGARRETT: Leave me alone.
Nurse Lavallo.
Nurse?
Yes?
Take me back to my room.
Get on your feet.
Thank you. Leave me alone.
Take my elbow.
Raise your hand
and take my elbow.
I'm gonna walk a half
a step ahead of you.
You'll be able to
feel when I turn
to the right and to the left
and when I stop.
Police!
Keep your hands on the table.
Two days out on parole,
and I see you've found
your old friends, huh, Jimmy?
I didn't do nothing.
Get up against that wall.
Put 'em up.
Okay.
I told you I didn't do nothing.
Nothing but a lot of talking
while you were in the big house
about what you were gonna do
to McGarrett when you got out.
Talk. Just talk.
Where were you yesterday?
Here. Right here.
Been playing since
2:00 yesterday.
Who's gonna believe that?
You don't have to believe it.
Do you think these
guys will let me quit
when I'm 6000 winners?
Maybe you'd better
pray for a losing streak.
And will you tell them to
have a progress report ready
because I'm gonna
start asking questions.
Right. Thank you.
Jenny, can I have
the, uh, letter to HPD?
Right here, boss. Uh, do
you want me to read it to you?
No. No, uh...
Just get me the,
uh, memo from FBI.
I have something that might
help you, Mr. McGarrett.
Help me how?
Well, this is a
handwriting guide.
There's an opening that
shows you where to write.
No, thank you, Ms. Lavallo.
I think I'm capable of
signing a letter by myself.
That wasn't too bad, was it?
Why ask me? You seem to
know all the answers yourself.
The FBI memo.
It goes with the
letter, special delivery.
I'll take care of
everything, boss.
Hello, Steve. Governor.
Would you, uh, leave
us a minute, nurse?
Of course.
What are you trying to
prove anyway, Steve?
Prove?
Room 409, Island Hospital,
is not Five-O headquarters.
I thought Five-O headquarters
was any place I happened to be
as long as I'm in charge
of that department.
You can't run the
department now, Steve.
Not until you get well.
But you've got to
cooperate with the doctors.
I'm simply not giving
you any choice.
Goodbye, Steve.
Governor, all right.
Okay, I'll work
with the doctors.
I'll do anything they
say, but I'm gonna...
Goodbye, Steve.
Thank you, nurse.
Nurse Lavallo.
Yes, Mr. McGarrett?
I understand there
are things to learn.
Ways of getting
on in this condition.
Yes, Mr. McGarrett.
I want to start learning now.
Right now.
What do you want?
Sit down.
You know Leo Mahani?
Him. That's Leo Mahani.
Sam, stop dancing.
We know you paid him a
thousand bucks last night.
Me? For what?
We've seen the canceled
check. You just tell us why, huh?
Okay, he works for me.
He does odd jobs.
He's a handyman.
Especially handy with a gun.
And dynamite.
It won't work, Sam.
They think I hit McGarrett,
and you paid me to do it.
Nobody has a better
reason than you
for wanting to
see McGarrett hit.
He's been closing in on
your bookmaking operations
for the last three months.
Starting to hurt, huh?
You must think I'm
nuts, a real psycho, huh?
I'm going to put a contract out
on McGarrett and pay by check.
I might as well send you
a printed announcement.
You wouldn't be the first
one to make that mistake.
Mistakes, okay, but suicide, no.
Anybody who puts
a hit on McGarrett
knows he's turning on
more heat on this rock
than the Mauna Loa volcano.
Sure, I paid Leo
a thousand bucks.
I paid him to find
out who hit your boss.
And when I find that punk,
I'm going to save you
guys a lot of trouble.
Don't do us any favors, Sam.
Don't expect a sixth
sense, Mr. McGarrett.
Steve. Steve.
Don't expect a sixth
sense, Mr. McGarrett.
Don't expect your other senses
to automatically compensate.
Those things don't
happen, they're myths.
But you can improve
your perceptions
by concentration, hard work.
Tell me everything
you smell, feel and hear.
Elevator, right?
That's right.
A rattling sound. Uh, a cart?
What kind of cart?
Somebody's dinner, I guess.
What kind of food?
It smells like medicine.
Then it's a medicine cart.
Even here food smells like food.
Dr. Jewel. Dr. Jewel.
Breeze just stopped.
We must be inside again.
Now... that is food.
What kind?
Portuguese sausage?
You're right.
McGARRETT: I hear a radio.
Oh, that's too easy
and besides it's a TV set.
So if you folks in
the TV audience
will make your judgment,
we'll see just how expert...
Something just passed
in front of us, with wheels.
Uh...
A wheelchair? Someone
in a wheelchair?
Very good.
I hear voices, uh...
laughing, talking?
Must be coming up on a, uh...
A waiting room
or a visitor's room?
What kind of visitors?
Well, I smell perfume.
Obviously a woman.
I'd say quite a woman.
I smell something else too.
Something sweet, like sugar.
But not exactly.
I, uh... I can't quite place it.
Try.
Hey.
It's bubble gum.
Huh?
Hello, son.
WOMAN: Dr. Silverstein.
Dr. Silverstein.
I can feel warmth on my face.
Sunlight?
What else?
Everything's the same as before.
Everything?
No. No, something's different.
I hear footsteps behind me.
Heavier. A different man.
Kono?
Right here, boss.
I've got something for you.
Lomi lomi.
Give that man a cigar.
Mm, God, it's good.
I'm glad you came, Kono.
You're doing very well,
both memory and
perception improving.
Tonight we'll take
a much longer walk
down to physical therapy.
Mrs. Masterson?
Yes?
Is Roger home?
We're, uh, police officers.
Come in.
Roger, somebody to see you.
He's been very good.
Home by 9:00 every night.
Just like the
probation officer said.
We're very glad to hear it.
Yeah?
We're police officers, Roger.
We want to ask
you a few questions.
Okay, sure.
Where were you yesterday
afternoon between 4 and 7:00?
Here. Right here in the house.
Was anyone with you
besides your mother?
Yesterday.
Hey, hey, wait.
That's when Mr. McGarrett's
car was dynamited, huh?
Well, is that why you're
asking me questions?
What do you think, Roger?
Hey, listen, man, I'd
never do a thing like that.
I know. You wouldn't hurt a fly.
But somehow a tourist managed
to get himself beat up last month
while you were sitting
on him punching his face.
McGarrett just happened
to catch you doing it.
Look, that guy pushed me
first, and so I hit him back.
And sent him to a
hospital in a coma.
So he can't testify against you,
and now maybe
neither can McGarrett.
That's very convenient,
isn't it, Roger?
I'd have to be freaked out of
my head to do a thing like that.
Well, like I said, Roger,
was there anyone with you
yesterday beside your mother?
Uh, yesterday...
Mr. Frank was here, wasn't he?
Yeah.
Yeah, Mr. Frank was here.
Mr. Joshua Frank,
the probation officer.
He, uh... He came by
late in the afternoon,
and he stayed for
dinner with me and mom.
And we were talking
about a vocation for me.
Oh, uh, doing what?
Landscape gardening.
Good luck.
All right, Kono.
I want a report on
what's happening.
Boss, the governor
says you've got to rest.
That we're not
supposed to... Kono.
Every suspect checks
out with an alibi.
And we can't find anyone
near the palace who saw a thing.
It doesn't make any sense.
Somebody plants a bomb in a car.
Somebody must have seen
something in a parking lot.
Could it have been an employee,
a taxi driver, a car owner?
Wait a minute,
Kono. Wait a minute.
Yeah, boss?
You get over there, and you
look for a scrawny little runt.
Pakea' Hawaiian kid
about 10 years old.
Name is Poto.
Cleans windshields
for two bits a throw.
He cleaned mine
yesterday afternoon.
Right away, boss.
Miss Lavallo?
Perception and memory.
Isn't that what you said?
That's what I said.
Hi, Bill.
Uh-uh.
Are you sure he's not in there?
I'm sure.
Sometime a guy looks different.
Like if we took his picture
a couple of years ago,
younger or with a mustache,
you know what I mean?
I tell you he ain't in any
of those mug pictures.
Be a good guy, and look
through them once more, okay?
Yeah. Yeah, Kono,
okay. Thank you.
Yes.
The kid's been through
all the mug shots.
Nothing.
You know what I think?
I think we're dealing
with the worst kind.
A guy with no criminal record.
A psycho.
So?
So there's no logic to his acts.
No way to follow him,
no way to track him down
until he makes his second move.
What do you suggest, Danno?
That we wait for a second move?
Dinner so early, Miss Lavallo?
Hospital hours, Mr. McGarrett.
You'll have to get used to it.
Now...
we have roast beef at 6:00.
Potatoes at 12.
Asparagus at 3.
Dessert at 9.
Bread and butter, far right.
Salt and pepper at
the top of the tray,
and I'll get your coffee later.
Why, you're using
perfume, Miss Lavallo.
Oh, it's just a little cologne.
I use it to freshen up.
Don't be embarrassed.
It's very nice.
You eat your asparagus.
Let me, Danno.
McGarrett.
Steve, Che Fong.
Steve, we have a
breakthrough in that tubular steel
used to make up that bomb.
Let me have it.
Right. It was made in
Westphalia, Germany.
You know what? It's
used for the torque rod
that runs down
the steering shaft
of the Westphalian Oberlin Car.
The bomb was made
from a chunk of Westphalian
Oberlin automobile.
Where's the nearest agency?
Only one. On Ala Moana.
Stop by the office.
Take the kid with you.
Right.
Take a good look around.
Where's the foreman?
Thank you.
You the foreman? Yeah.
We're police officers.
We're looking for a guy
who might work here.
What's his name?
Well, that's it. We
don't really know, but...
We know he had to be out here
sometime yesterday afternoon
between the hours of 3 and 5:30.
That could be a lot of guys.
We stagger our dinner hour.
Besides, somebody's
always making deliveries.
Hey!
Here he is!
That's the guy, huh?
He's the one who opened
the hood of McGarrett's car.
That's Masterson.
Masterson? Where is he now?
He's not on the floor. Must be
at his workbench in the back.
Where is he?
Come on.
That's funny.
He ought to be here now.
Has he got a locker?
That one.
Let's go.
Dr. Levinson.
Dr. Levinson.
E.K.G. technician.
E.K.G. technician.
Now, you're in the center
of a clock, facing 12.
I'm gonna move around the room,
and I want you to
tell me where I am
in relation to the clock
and my distance from you.
Now.
About 5:00, about 6 feet.
Now.
Eight o'clock, About 9 feet.
Well, you're still probably
slightly deaf in your left ear.
Six feet.
You'll have to learn
to compensate.
Eleven o'clock, wheelchair.
Eleven o'clock, walker.
Very good.
This is the Hoover
prescription cane.
When you learn to use it,
you'll be able to
walk by yourself.
Now, you move it from
left to right in front of you
touching the ground each time.
You try.
Get over here.
What's going on here?!
What's going on?!
I'll make this quick, McGarrett.
Who are you?
Yes, you should know.
It would have no
meaning if you didn't know.
Now, think, McGarrett.
A man in a courtroom watching
his kid arraigned by a cop.
A cop that wants to send
that kid away for 5 to 10 years
and ruin his life.
It was only a first offense.
You could have let him go.
You're Masterson.
Yeah, Masterson.
Your son committed
a vicious crime.
A life, McGarrett.
A life with a record.
Do you know what that means?
No college.
No future. No decent job.
I'm sorry, McGarrett.
I have to protect my kid.
Drop, Steve!
I've put out the lights.
You're equal, Steve.
He lost his gun!
Okay, now we're even, huh?
Okay, 11:00.
Come here!
Eight o'clock!
Eight!
Ah!
Six o'clock.
You blinded me. You...
Over here, quick!
I think I gave you
guys a bum steer.
I said McGarrett needed help.
Take him, Danno. Take him.
Yeah.
Light perception increasing.
Open, please.
Pupil contraction
returning to normal.
Continue present treatment.
Perception of motion
beginning to appear.
Prognosis: good.
Continue present treatment.
Nurse Lavallo?
No, I'm Janet Feinberg.
And I will not have my patients
walking barefoot.
Now, put your slippers on.
McGarrett?
Hello. It's me.
They tell me you're gonna be
getting out of here tomorrow,
and I just want to say goodbye
and good luck.
Where are you?
I'm in Surgery.
Never know where
they're gonna transfer you.
Look, uh, I wanna
see you before I go.
Well, uh...
You know, it depends
on my schedule.
But don't worry about it.
You know, these
hospital relationships
don't seem as important
after you're home.
Look, Lavallo, you're
really too much.
You really are.
May I at least know
your first name?
Hello? Are you there?
It's Edith.