Hawaii Five-O (1968–1980): Season 2, Episode 3 - Forty Feet High and It Kills! - full transcript

Wo Fat returns. His men break into a center and send out a false tsunami warning. This provides cover so other of his operatives can kidnap a scientist. However, it turns out the scientist is a diabetic who requires insulin shots. This complicates Wo Fat's plans to remove the scientist from Hawaii. Five-O races to prevent Wo Fat from succeeding.

Hey, what is this?

This is Sino-One.

The objective is secured.

Very good.

Read me the correct time.

Ten-oh-five.

Transmit the warning
in exactly 11 minutes.

McGarrett, Five-O.

I can't believe it. Steve.

Hey, Johnno.

How long's it been?



Oh, let's not bother to count.

Busan? Inchon.

You look great, Steve,

ever since you left
Naval Intelligence

for this island
paradise, this soft job.

Soft job?

I haven't had a day
off in two weeks.

What's the duty?

Oh, you see that nice,
average-looking group

of gentlemen over there? Yeah.

They happen to
be the free world's

ten greatest minds

on the subject of
genetic engineering.

Genetic engineering?



I guess I know what it means.

What's the occasion?

They're here for
a world seminar.

And why are you here?

According to the government,

too much manpower
to leave unattended.

Say, want some coffee
or something to eat?

No, no. Thank you.
I just had breakfast.

Good morning,
Professor Crighton.

Crighton? Should
I know the name?

One of the real
heavyweights, I'm told.

He and an American
named Harold Lochner...

Oh, Dr. Crighton.

I did think your
paper this afternoon

was fantastical.

You did? Absolutely.

Matter of fact,

I would have stood and applauded

if this seminar were
about science fiction.

Science fiction?

Oh, no, professor,

I wouldn't want to
invade your territory.

Well, I'm afraid
my private territory

isn't equal to your
myopic reasoning.

The other one's Lochner.

Are you sure they're
on the same side?

Sometimes I wonder.

Good morning, Mr. Padway.
Dear old Dad again.

Scientist?

Miss Lochner.

His assistant.

Prettier than mine, I'd say.

Back to your cage,
you old billy goat.

If I am in a cage,

its bars are fuddy-duddy
minds like yours.

Oh, come on.

You ought to be
ashamed of yourself,

antagonizing poor
Professor Crighton like that.

He's a classic example of
inadaptability in hormones.

Besides, he's a
fuddy-duddy Englishman.

Ha, come on.

Now, it's time
for your medicine.

Go right upstairs
and you take it now.

Miss Lochner. Miss Lochner?

Like you to meet
an old friend of mine.

This is Steve
McGarrett of Five-O.

Miss Lochner. Welcome to Hawaii.

Well, there it is.

Look at those kids, they
were born on those things.

That's fantastic.

I'll bet it's a lot like skiing.

Same principle, except
the mountain moves.

And if you don't,
it'll bury you.

Your turn.

Tell me about
genetic engineering.

I can't.

I thought you were
your father's assistant.

I am.

I take all his notes.

I just don't understand them.

I can tell you this, though,

that it's the science

of expediting the
process of evolution

by stepping up the
favorable mutations.

In other words, they wanna
mess around with our genes

so that all our
children are geniuses?

Something like that.

How's it work?

Chemicals, radiation.

My father's discovered a process

which is really secret.

In fact, according
to him, revolutionary.

He's scheduled to deliver

a series of papers
on it this afternoon.

What if something like that

should, uh, fall into
the wrong hands?

Well, I guess it could
produce a race of zombies.

Look at that kid.

Do you, uh...?

Are you gonna stay
around for a while,

or are you going
back to the mainland

as soon as the
conference is over?

Five-O calling McGarrett.

Excuse me.

McGarrett.

Steve, there's been an
alert. Tsunami warning.

A tsunami?

What's the direction and ETA?

South-by-east, coming
up fast. ETA, 35 minutes.

Evacuation orders
are going out now.

Yeah. Yeah.

Victoria, please.

Yeah, well, look,

bring in extra
personnel, phones,

whatever we need
to turn the palace

into a tsunami
central headquarters.

Contact the H.P.D.,

coordinate with
them and the military.

Ask 'em to bring in
all off-duty personnel.

And contact Padway,

tell him to get those
scientists off the beach.

Then flash a red
alert. I'm on my way.

We've got a tsunami
warning, it's a tidal wave.

We had a bad one in
1960, almost wiped out Hilo.

My father.

That villa's on the beach.

Don't worry.

They've been warned to
move to higher grounds.

Now, we'll contact 'em
as soon as possible.

This is an actual alert.

Prepare for
immediate evacuation.

Commence evacuation of
low-lying areas immediately.

Evacuate immediately.

The tidal wave is
expected to reach

the island of Oahu
within 30 minutes.

This is an official
tsunami alert.

No time, sir. Please, get in.

Just a minute, I've forgotten...

No time, sir.

Andrews, give
him a hand, please.

Move. Where's my daughter?

Roll it.

What's it like outside?

City's in a panic.

Island's tied up end to end.

Gentlemen.

Please, bring this over
here in front of the map.

Same picture we get here, Steve.

Emergency plans not working

because the public got the
warning as soon as we did.

Everybody got it.

H.P.D. reports most of their men

had no time to
reach their posts.

I tell you, Steve, so
far this whole thing...

Danny, please, save
it for the postmortem.

How much time
we got before it hits?

Nineteen minutes.

Right here, sir. Steve?

Hello?

Yes, admiral?

Yes, sir.

Are you certain?

Yes, sir.

Yeah, very strange.

Yes, sir, I'll get back to you.

Thank you.

Listen to this.

All landlines to the
observatory are out.

No alert has been
sounded by any other station

on the seismic sea wave system.

Neither the FAA

nor the Pacific Field
director was alerted.

Maybe a breakdown in the system?

McGARRETT: Not
the way I read it.

I think this whole
tsunami is a hoax.

Who would do a thing like this?

Let's find out.

Steve. Chin.

We've been well taken.

Our communication tells us

that the main arteries
are completely jammed.

We advise that you take...

We have precise orders.

Would you step outside, please?

Me? Stay where you are.

What's going on
here? Who's in charge?

Don't move.

Would you step out now, please?

This is the most
uncivilized behavior.

I... I think we're entitled to
some sort of explanation.

Another time, professor.

Professor?

I have the honor of
addressing Professor Lochner.

Oh, no, young man.
You're mistaken.

I'm Dr. Michael Crighton
of London, England.

Lochner's picture, quick.

Whatever you say, professor.

Please do not worry
about the tidal wave.

It was stillborn.

Airport watch secured at 10:41.

Kalanianaole Highway
at Elelupe Road, 10:41.

Danny. Yeah.

McGARRETT: 10:41.

Highway at Halawa, 10:42.

Kalihi at Likelike, 10:42.

10:42. What about
the dock watch?

In progress, Steve.

Tell them progress
isn't good enough.

Hey, Johnno, what do you got?

Not much, Steve.

Four men, oriental,

all wearing civil
defense helmets.

Yeah, what about the car?

Nothing.

One small thing.

Lochner did try
to hide his identity.

Seems they shook
him up a little bit.

Padway, got a half a dozen
calls for you when you're ready.

Go ahead.

Thank you.

How do you feel?

Confused.

Why my father?

Didn't you say
he, uh, discovered

a revolutionary
breakthrough in genetics?

What would they do with him?
Where would they take him?

I don't know, Victoria.

We're on an island
40 miles wide,

65 miles long.

They can't hide him for long.

And they haven't had
time to take him off.

Got a good chance.

Besides, we've got
one thing going for us.

One big thing.

What's that?
Your father's brain.

I think he's a chess player.

He tried to outwit them once.

I don't think he's
gonna stop now.

McGarrett, who kidnapped him?

Please. Who?

Four orientals. That's
all we know now.

Professor Lochner?

I can't tell you what
an honor this is.

I have long admired your work.

I'm terribly impressed
by your work...

Whoever you are.

My name is Wo Fat.

Where are we?

A safe place.

Where is not important.

I suppose that you are
responsible for this, uh...

This crime.

A minor talent for organization.

I admit that I am
a professional,

but you, professor,
are a genius.

I can match your modesty.

My genius is no achievement,
it's a mere genetic accident.

If my genes had
mutated unfavorably,

I could have been born

a cretin, a hopeless idiot.

Interesting.

Matter of chance.

Entirely.

But it no longer
has to be, does it?

Through the science
of genetic engineering,

you can change all that.

For the first time since
the dawn of creation,

man will control his destiny.

He will have the
power to determine

and transform future
generations of his own species.

Why?

A truly inspiring prospect.

Why?

Why? I said, why?

What makes you think
that with all our tampering,

we can improve on nature?

Surely you're joking?

Not one Galileo or one Newton
or one Einstein, but a thousand.

Michelangelos, Shakespeares,
and may I say, Confuciuses...

by the score.

Scientists, artists, statesmen,

writers, thinkers,
warriors, in abundance.

A society where
genius will be the norm.

Why, it would be a world
of all chiefs and no Indians.

No, no, no.

Not a world, professor.

A society.

Of course, there will
have to be workers,

but then we'll have the
rest of the world for that.

And they too will
be superior animals.

Support the master race.

It seems to me history's gone
down that road once before.

This time, uh, it'll
be your country,

I suppose?

Well, it has to begin,
and somewhere.

That's the yin and yang of it.

Not with my help, it won't.

Don't be foolish, professor.

You've already been
appointed director

of the Institute for
Genetic Engineering

at Peking, the
very first of its kind.

You'll have unlimited
financing and assistance.

I'd rather have a sandwich.

You know, you
interfered with my brunch.

It was thoughtless
of me. Please.

Mr. Wo Fat, I think
you are a maniac.

Let us not generate
ill will, professor.

We have a long
voyage ahead of us,

and I want us to remain friends.

You seriously hope
to get me to Peking?

It is no hope.

It has all been arranged,
just as bringing you here.

In fact, we will be
leaving within the hour.

I'm sorry I have to
disturb your plans.

I don't think so.

That's where you're
mistaken, Mr. Wo Fat.

Genetically speaking.

You've already
lost your little game.

You see, I happen
to have inherited

an autosomal recessive
trait called sugar diabetes.

I have a complete
dossier on you.

There is no reference
to any such ailment.

Don't let that
upset you, Mr. Fat.

You see, I've kept it a secret

from my own
government for years.

Why?

If what you say is true, why
would you have concealed it?

I don't know.

Maybe because, uh,

I think a man's health
is secret, personal.

Maybe I didn't
want the government

to retire me too early.

I happen to love
my work, you see.

I'm merely trying to tell
you as simply as possible

that I can't go to
China with you.

I require constant
medical treatment.

And this is the only insulin
that I happen to have with me.

How long will it take
us to get to Peking?

Well, it really doesn't matter.

I'd be dead on arrival.

Dead tomorrow
morning, without insulin.

A brilliant stroke, professor.

My congratulations.

But of course, it won't
change the outcome.

Have it your way.

If you want to
deliver a dead man.

I think not.

You must have an
adequate supply of insulin

at your place of lodging.

There should
be little difficulty

in obtaining it.

No, governor. No, sir.

No, sir, nothing yet.

Yes, sir, I will. As soon
as we get anything.

Yes, sir. Thank you.

Victoria, I wanna know

everything there is to
know about your father.

What good would that do?

You wanna see
him alive, don't you?

I've got every man of
every agency on this rock

working to find your father.

It's a tough job, made
tougher by the fact

that we know nothing
about the kidnappers.

Now, the only alternative

is to know everything
we can about the victim.

I know how tough it is.

If it weren't important,
I wouldn't ask.

Well, what do you want to know?

The public Harold Lochner,
the famous scientist?

Or the private man, my father,

who's warm and
real and exasperating.

Which one do you
wanna hear about?

Your father, of course.

Well, what can I tell you?

Anything. Everything.

Most of my life I
didn't know him.

I only loved him.

Do you think he'd, uh,
resist under questioning?

To his last breath.

My father is proud
and loyal and stubborn.

He'll fight them
every step of the way

as long as his
strength holds out.

Good. Good.

All right, and the
question is how.

What might he do, huh?

I don't know.

Well, you've watched
him in his laboratory,

solving problems at
home in moments of crisis.

Is there any pattern
to his behavior

during these times?

My mother knew him.

Knew every trait, every trick.

She knew all his
habits and all his quirks.

She used to say he was the most

unpredictable
man that ever lived.

Don't you see?

I've known him
just two short years,

since my mother died.

She knew him for 25 years,

couldn't guess
what he'd do next.

At the villa,

I heard you remind him
to take some medication.

What for? What's wrong?

Oh, he kept the
secret for so long.

And it'll still be
kept a secret,

I promise you.

My father's a diabetic.

He needs insulin.

If he doesn't
have it, he'll die.

How much insulin
does he carry with him

at any given time?

A single dose, that's all.

Jenny.

Uh, Danny and Chin
are with Padway.

Get them for me, right away.

Where?

What?

Where does he keep
his supply of insulin?

Uh, in the
refrigerator at the villa.

Danno, how far are
you from the villa?

Hold it! Police!

It... It was not successful.

The insulin, did you get it?

Hello?

Chin Ho, Five-O.

We need an ambulance
at Ainakea and Wai.

Well, how frustrating.

You'd make a very poor
poker player, Mr. Wo Fat.

You could read every
card in your face.

Your eyes may be deceiving you.

Now, come on, admit it.

Your man failed.

Professor, I like
your little games.

You're right.

Ling Po walked into a trap.

Somehow McGarrett guessed

he would go back
to the villa for insulin.

Who's McGarrett?

An old enemy.

One I should have
eliminated a long time ago.

Oh.

Well, I think I like
the sound of him.

May his dominant
genes replicate.

The problem now is
to get you some insulin.

No. No, Mr. Wo Fat,
that is not the problem.

The problem is to get
me the right type of insulin.

You see, I require
a very special sort.

It's called... Well,
never mind that.

Any other sort would affect
me just like so much water.

More tricks, professor?

I don't believe you.

Suit yourself.

But when I curl up my
toes in diabetic collapse,

listen for ghostly
laughter, it'll be me.

I've gotta talk to him, doc.

You can try.

Who are you?

Who are you?

Where are you from?

Answer me. Where are you from?

I asked you who you are.

Wo Fat will kill you.

Thanks, doc.

Wo Fat is back.

Who's he?

He's a red Chinese
agent. He, uh...

He's in charge of the
entire Pacific-Asiatic theater.

They wanna take my father

back to red China
with them, don't they?

That's it, isn't it?
That's the truth?

The truth is nobody can
take your father anywhere.

Not without a supply of insulin.

Stalemate.

Yeah.

Until Wo Fat tries
to get that insulin.

Now, where would he look?

Drug-supply companies?
Hospitals? Warehouses?

No, they'd go back to the...

Go back to where?

Where? Tell me.

Tell me, Victoria.

Did your father buy
insulin in Hawaii?

Why?

Why? It's the key. It's
your father's next move.

Don't you see that?

Wherever he got it,

that's where he'll send Wo Fat,

and we've got to be there.

Now, please, tell me.
We don't have much time.

What's wrong?

I'm beginning to see,
that's what's wrong.

I see your cop mind at work.

Your nice cop mind.

National security
above all else, huh?

Better dead than red?

Do I read you right?

You can't find my father,

and you don't dare let
him get off the island alive.

So you've only
got one alternative.

Cut off his insulin supply.

And you want me to help you?

Are you saying that
I'd let your father die?

Answer me!

I don't know what to think.

Yeah, well, think about this.

If they get to that insulin
supply before we do,

then you'll never see
your father dead or alive.

But if we get there first,
there's a chance, a good chance.

Now, consider that.

He bought a supply

at a pharmacy in
the Japanese section.

What's the name and address?

Uh, Tane Seto, Campbell
and Mooheau Street.

Good. Good girl.

Okay, boys, that's it.

That's where Wo Fat will go.

If the professor tells
him. He'll tell him.

What are you using, Steve?

Telepathy?

I'm using his
scientific mind, Danno.

I'm gambling that he'll realize

it's not only his last chance,

but it's ours.

Now, set up a stakeout.
No interference.

Let him walk
away with the stuff.

He won't get out of our sight.

He better not.

It's foolish to sit

and let your life
trickle away, professor.

And in the end, who will know?

Who will remember?

Don't bother. You torment me.

It's not my intention.

I want to save you.

Tell me the kind
of insulin you need.

I don't remember
the prescription.

You must remember.

Your life depends
upon remembering.

Tell me, professor.

Help me save your life.

Very well, you win.

You're too great a
man to die needlessly.

You're free to go.

You mean that?

You may leave whenever you like.

I can't move without my insulin.

I'll send one of my men.

That's Seto Pharmacy.

They'll know the formula.

Steve, Chin.

License number
6942. Repeat, 6942.

The car turned north
on Mooheau Street.

Repeat, north on Mooheau Street.

I got it, Chin. Get moving.

Car 6, come in.

Car 6, Steve.

Blue sedan, license
number 6942, 6942.

Turned north on Mooheau
Street. Should be approaching.

Roger.

Steve, Kono.

The blue sedan just
passed, still headed north.

I got it, Kono. Tail
him till his next turn.

Car 3, come in.

Car 3.

Danno, proceed to the
corner of Mooheau and Hilo.

Roger.

Car 4, come in.

Four here.

Proceed to the corner
of Lipoa and Kalani.

Roger.

Car 7, come in.

Chin here.

Proceed to the corner
of, uh, Hapuu and Kalani.

Roger.

Steve, Kono here.

The sedan just turned
west on Okana Road.

Repeat, west on Okana Road.

Let him go, Kono.

Proceed to the intersection
of Kalani and Hookoe.

Roger.

Car 7, come in. Car 7, come in.

Car 7 here.

Sedan turned west on Okana Road.

Proceed to the intersection
of Okana and Hapuu.

Roger.

Car 7 reporting.

The car just passed
Hapuu Street,

going west on Okana Road.

McGARRETT: Follow it,
Chin. If he turns, let him go.

Roger.

Car 4, come in.

Car 4 here.

Proceed west on Kalani

to the corner of Kahu,
and make it quick.

Roger.

Car 3, come in.

Car 3.

Danno, proceed west on,
uh, Hilo to the corner of Kahu.

Roger.

Car 7 reporting.

The sedan just turned
north on Kahu Street.

I got it.

Car 4, come in. Where are you?

Headed west on Kalani.
Just passed Hookoe.

Sedan is heading north on Kahu.

Pick him up as he passes.

Roger.

Car 3, come in.

Car 3 here.

Direction, Danno.

West on Hilo Street.

Sedan just turned north on Kahu.

Can you reach him by
the time he crosses Hilo?

Should be able to.

Okay, advise.

Roger.

Car 3 reporting.

Go.

Sedan just turned
west on Amua Place.

The pier?

Right, Steve. Looks like Pier C.

Okay, hold where you are
and I'm on my way. Um...

Attention, all cars.
Attention, all cars.

Proceed to Kahu
and Amua and hold.

Repeat, Kahu and Amua and hold.

Let's go.

I want the harbor
completely sealed.

Yes, yes. We'll
keep you alerted.

Rest, professor.

Let your strength flow back.

We have a full week's
supply of insulin.

More than enough for our trip.

You think you've won, don't you?

Yes, professor, I think so.

Where are you taking me?

For a trip, just as I promised.

Uh, I don't know...

Oh! Careful, precious cargo.

Tell the captain
to prepare to sail.

Anything?

Looks like business as usual.

I want the whole
warehouse surrounded,

use every man you got.

Wait here.

Wo Fat.

Wo Fat, this is McGarrett.

I'm coming in to talk.

Wo Fat, you've got
Professor Lochner,

but we've got the
harbor sealed off.

The entire warehouse
is surrounded.

Wo Fat.

Chinese magic. Subject is gone.

Not very far.

Believe Wo Fat.

You will never find him.

And you will never
leave this island.

I should have killed
you a long time ago.

You tried.

As ever, McGarrett,
brief and to the point.

Yeah.

Brief and to the point.

Where is Lochner?

Lochner? Oh, Lochner.

Seems you found a
house with no door.

Let's skip the fun and
games, eh, Wo Fat?

You're locked out.

An old proverb, McGarrett, says:

"A wise man is
never locked in or out,

who has the key."

Somebody handed you
the wrong fortune cookie.

The game is over.

You've lost again.

Now, where is Lochner?

Where is...?

Where? Where?

Your move, McGarrett.

Do you play chess?

Enough to recognize a
stalemate when I see one.

But in my game, McGarrett,

stalemate is a dishonor.

Consider your alternatives.

You consider them for me.

A trade.

Professor Lochner,
alive and unharmed,

for your free passage.

My free passage
means we'll meet again.

Oh, that prospect
is the only thing

that makes this
stalemate acceptable.

You flatter me.

It was not meant
to be flattering.

How do I know you'll keep
your end of the bargain?

Because I gave you my word.

Understood?

Like you, Wo Fat,

there are some
orders I must obey.

Of course, we do have
something in common.

We are both slaves
to our loyalties.

I have Peking, you
have Washington.

Lochner. Lochner.

Where is Lochner?

Oh, after you.

He has been tranquilized.

Here is the resuscitant.

You will, of course,
inform your men

that I am to pass safely.

Of course.

As soon as I see that
Lochner is unharmed.

He's a truly brilliant man.

It's a great loss.

Only to you, Wo Fat.

We will meet again.

The next time, McGarrett,

balance of power will be mine.

Father.