Hawaii Five-O (1968–1980): Season 4, Episode 12 - Nine, Ten, You're Dead - full transcript
Willy Stone, a punch-drunk former boxer, attacks a young fighter for no apparent reason, breaking the younger man's hands. Edmonds, a Detroit hood, has invested much in the young boxer and is enraged when he finds out the boxer can never fight again. Five-O seeks to find Willy before Edmonds can extract his revenge. Meanwhile, Edmonds has summoned a hit man from the Mainland to kill Willy.
Papers!
Get your morning papers.
Get your morning...
Paper?
Hey, you forgot your dime.
You're looking good, Robby.
Best shape he's ever been in.
All right, boys. It's
time to weigh in.
As I call your name,
you will step on the scale.
One more, Bobby.
Robby Davis.
Robby Davis.
Up on the scale, please.
Davis, 181 and a half.
Marty Malama.
Malama, 190.
Good to go.
Somebody get him out of here.
Oh, Willy. You
can't talk to him.
I got it. I gotta...
Here. Go get yourself...
Hey, Robby. Robby.
Robby. R-Robby.
Willy. For Pete's sake, not now.
But I wanna... I... I wanna...
Get him out of here, will you?
Willy. Willy, come on.
You can talk to the kid later.
Thanks a lot.
Thanks a lot. Best of luck.
Doing all right, Robby.
Hey, R... Robby.
Hey, Robby. Robby!
Hey, Ro... Robby. R... R...
Feeling good, baby?
Yeah. That's it. Loosen up.
Loosen up.
That's my boy.
McGARRETT: Mr. Edmonds?
McGarrett, Hawaii Five-0.
You know, I
expected dancing girls,
flowers, a kiss on the cheek.
And all I get is a cop.
How long do you plan to be here?
Well, that doesn't
sound friendly.
I came here for some
sun and some broads,
and as soon as
I get my fill, I'll...
In the future let me suggest
you find your action in Detroit
and use a sun lamp.
Now, the fighter who
got slugged last night
is your boy, isn't he?
Wrong.
You know nobody with a
record can handle a fighter.
Boxing commissions
get very uptight about that.
Come on, come on,
Edmonds. Don't con me.
The manager of record...
Yes, I know who the
manager of record is.
I also know that
Davis is your boy.
Now, is that why you're here?
A piece of merchandise
gets damaged.
A man likes to know
what happened. That's all.
Okay, if that's all.
But let me give you some advice.
Don't even spit on the sidewalk.
Dig?
I just wanna say
once more, doctor,
if there's a
question of money...
I understand.
But I'm afraid it's not
a matter of money.
Aside from the smashed fingers,
every bone in the metacarpus...
English, doctor.
Speak English, please.
The entire hand was
virtually destroyed.
Fingers, knuckles, wrist.
So fighters get broken hands.
So his hand is
broken, all right.
So he lays off for a while.
Six months?
How long?
A year? How long?
We can rebuild the hand.
It'll take time.
We can even make
it functional again.
For as long as it takes and
as much money as it takes,
do it.
Functional. We can
restore the hand.
But as for boxing
again, no, Mr. Edmonds.
Are you trying
to tell me that...
Robby won't fight again?
That's exactly what
I am telling you.
Well, then get this
quack out of here,
and get me another doctor.
I've consulted with
Dr. Nash at the university.
He's one of the world's
foremost authorities.
All right, quack.
Let's hear it from him!
As you wish.
You'll fight again, kid.
No matter what they
say, these doctors,
I say you'll fight again.
I told you to take care of him.
Take care of him!
Matty, there was no way.
We pick a trial horse.
We send Robby here
for some batting practice
before the big one in Miami.
There was no
chance he could lose.
He didn't lose.
Some crazy, punchy...
No way that he could lose.
And after Miami,
I had him booked
into the Garden.
Do you know that?
Do you know that?
The Garden.
And then maybe,
just maybe, a title shot.
And you let this happen to him.
No, Matty.
You! You!
I want Willy Stone.
I can't help you.
I want him. And I want him fast.
Look, Mr. Edmonds,
I'm sorry about your boy.
But I got my own problems.
It's just that
there's a lot of heat
on my business.
Plenty of heat.
Anyways, what makes you think
I can turn up this
Willy character
when the whole
H.P.D. can't flush him?
Because I know that
you can look into rat holes
that the cops don't know about.
I'd like to do you a
favor, Mr. Edmonds.
But it's... Do yourself a favor.
Do your business a favor.
An independent
contractor like you...
it doesn't hurt to have a friend
in the right place.
Whatever I can do
to help, Mr. Edmonds.
I don't want him touched.
Remember that.
Just finger him for me.
I'll take it from there.
I'll do my best.
Uh, you'll mention my
name to your people
back in Detroit, won't you?
Oh, yes.
I'll tell them
we have a big
friend in the island.
There's a thousand in it
for the guy who makes the tip.
And when he does,
there's a thousand more for you.
Don't disappoint me.
Just picked up on
something good.
Steve?
Out here.
The word's out, Steve.
A thousand for Willy
Stone's room number.
H.P.D. got anything new on him?
Last I heard there's a
red-light pickup on him.
No help. Like the
rock swallowed him up.
Chin, I want the
book on Willy Stone.
Who handled him, background,
where he eats, sleeps.
Everything. The book.
Who'd shell out a
thousand for Willy Stone?
Only one man.
You think Edmonds ordered a hit?
I'd bet on it. Phone
Detroit police.
Tell 'em I want a
picture of every known
syndicate soldier in the area.
And tell 'em I want it fast.
Could be we'd better
put a tail on Edmonds.
Yeah, go.
And, Kono, press it.
It's a race.
If Edmonds gets to
Willy before we do,
we'll never find the answer.
Just a corpse.
I don't know what the area
code is, operator. It's in Detroit.
D as in Detroit.
And the number is, 724-4080.
Circuits are busy, sir.
If you'll hang
up, I'll ring you.
What are you looking at?
Crazy.
You're going crazy.
Shut up.
Crazy.
Shut your trap.
Shut up.
I got pictures,
stories of every fight here.
Do you remember
the Eddie Troy fight?
You know I remember that.
The greatest thing I ever saw.
The way that kid could hit, hm?
The way he moved.
We both knew that Robby
had the stuff then, didn't we?
That kid looked
mighty good that night.
Mighty good. He
looked mighty good.
Just good, huh?
The greatest and
sweetest prospect
you've ever seen.
You couldn't thank me enough
when I turned Robby over to you.
And I said to you... I said
to you, "Don't thank me,
"just... manage him for me.
Make him a champ. Teach him."
And we would have
made it too, that kid.
Maybe.
Maybe we'd have made it.
Maybe.
Maybe Robby
would've busted his mitts
on somebody else's skull.
Or run into a left hook
that rips a retina loose.
It would have
happened in the ring!
It would have been
God, or whomever,
saying, "This is how
it ends for you, kid.
This is where it ends for you."
But to have some crazy...
Some punch-drunk nut...
come into a dressing room
and then pick up some...
Some wrench and...
No. Cal.
No!
I won't live with that.
I can't live with it.
So you call Detroit.
You send for a soldier.
Matt, that's crazy.
The big guys, you
know how they operate.
That's your league.
Drop it, Cal.
They'll never okay the contract.
You don't hit guys like Willy.
Beat up on him
like he did Robby,
but a hit... no.
Matty, think.
Beat up on Willy.
Pay for a hit if you have to.
But later, quietly.
On your own.
Don't pull a soldier
out of Detroit.
Don't involve the syndicate.
Ready on your
call to Detroit, sir.
We'll find ourselves
another boy.
There's this kid out of Philly.
Big, fast... Green,
but I can teach him.
Sir, I have Detroit on the line.
Hang up.
Hang up, Matty.
Please.
Matty?
Hi.
I run into a small problem here.
I think you can help
to solve it for me.
Well, I asked for the book.
I didn't expect
Gone with the Wind.
Well, Willy's had over 20
fights here on the island.
He's lived here the
past, uh, 12 years.
Collect a lot of friends.
And not one of them
knows where he's holed up.
Well, if they know,
they're not telling.
At least not to me.
Well, there's one ray of hope.
At least no one
has sold him out yet
for the thousand.
McGarrett.
Yeah. Yes.
Thank you very much.
Get over to the Kohala Hilton.
Your, uh, switchboard
contact made a connection.
I copied it down in shorthand.
I'm afraid it doesn't
make much sense.
Uh, read it.
First, Mr. Edmonds. Quote:
"I ran into a small
problem here.
"I think you can help me.
No, help."
Excuse me, "I think you
can help solve it for me,"
is the way it should read.
What next?
Well, then the party
on the other end...
Detroit?
Yeah.
The party in Detroit
replied, "Price?"
Edmonds said,
"Ten big ones. It's worth 10."
And the party in
Detroit said, "Deal."
And that was all.
That's enough.
Thank you.
Since you didn't come
up with any action...
I had to get one on my own.
All right, sweetie.
See you later.
I'll see you later.
It would be very
stupid to put out
a contract on Willy
Stone, wouldn't it?
Yep.
It would be really stupid.
And you're not a stupid man,
yet you did it.
Why is that, Mr. Edmonds?
You know...
you're blocking my view.
Guys in the fight
game sometimes say,
"I'd give anything...
I'd give my life to
handle a champ."
You ever say that?
Sure, I said it.
Sure, I said it.
But hit that punchy?
A guy who doesn't even
know what day of the week it is.
He doesn't even
know his own name.
That would be real crazy, man.
And you're still
blocking my view.
Let me make you a promise.
Anything happens
to Willy Stone...
Anything... and
it'll be a long time
before you get back to Detroit.
You read me?
Willy Stone. You big stupid.
You come in off the street?
There's a back door.
Use it on your way out.
Uh, ahem... uh,
I'm hungry, Mama.
Heh.
Could I have a bag of food?
No.
Okay, then I go.
Ah...
Why'd you do it, Willy?
They say he was a nice boy.
They say you no even know him.
Why'd you have
to go and...? Tsk.
Whole wheat.
The... That white bread
ain't no good for you.
A trainer told me that.
You don't go in that
boy's dressing room
and bust his hands.
Not for no reason.
I know you, Willy.
Willy, did somebody pay you?
You say you know me.
And you think I could do
a thing like that for money?
I'll pay you back, Mama.
Detroit P.D. Just got here.
Kono...
take the first
watch at the airport.
Make copies of these
for H.P.D. airport detail.
Danno will spell
you in four hours.
Chin will take the next watch.
Cover every flight that comes in
from Chicago and Detroit.
Go.
United Airlines Flight 3
arriving at Gate
19 from Detroit.
Pan American Flight Number 7
arriving at Gate
12 from Chicago.
United Airlines Flight 6
arriving at Gate 4 from Chicago.
TWA Flight 5
arriving at Gate
15 from Detroit.
Mr. Edmonds?
I'm here.
Hello, Steve.
That 4 p.m. flight,
Detroit, no help.
All right, Kono. Come on in.
We missed him. There's
a soldier on the rock.
What do you got, Danno?
Famous fights of the century.
Willy Stone versus, uh,
somebody, as far as I can tell.
Set up the projector.
We'll take a look at it.
McGarrett.
Yeah, Chin.
Yeah, good.
Good. Sit tight.
Danno will meet you there.
Chin's got a lead on Willy.
Here's the address. Go.
Hello, Mama.
What's the rap?
Selling salami
without a license?
Well, somebody saw
Willy Stone walk out of here
with a bag of food, Mama.
Somebody?
Friend of his.
Somebody who
wants to see Willy live
to have his day in court.
Is there any law against giving
on old customer and
friend a bag of food?
Where was he headed?
He never say.
Take a guess. You're his friend.
Where would he go?
Willy has a thousand
friends on this island.
And every one of them should
be praying that we find him.
Before they do.
That's talk, talk.
Why would anyone wanna
hurt a poor man like Willy?
Talk. Foolish talk
that no make sense.
Mama, the word is out.
You know it and I know it.
We have reason to believe
there's a man from
Detroit here right now
to kill Willy.
And he's got an
advantage over us.
Because someone's offering
a thousand dollars for
the tip leading to Willy.
If you tell us where he is,
all we can do is
give you our thanks.
Thanks for saving Willy's life.
On Beretania,
there's a lady that runs a bar.
We thought it would be better
if you handled this, Steve.
You know her.
We barge in on her,
she might think
we're leaning on her.
Okay.
Danno, you get the back.
Chin, you stay out front.
Steve McGarrett.
Hello, Mae.
Want a drink?
Pass.
Where is he?
Listen, honey.
Let's not try to con
each other, huh?
You know why I'm
here. Both of us know
if I don't get to
Willy first, he's pau.
He's scared, Steve.
He never comes to me
anymore unless he's scared.
At first... he couldn't
understand it.
Couldn't understand why anybody
would wanna kill
him for what he did.
But now... Now he knows, and...
he's scared.
Where is he?
Steve... he was
something special.
Really special.
Willy, I know you're down here.
So let's not play games.
We don't wanna bust up
Mae's liquor supply, do we?
Why not?
Kind of friend she
turned out to be.
Best kind, Willy.
On the streets up
there you're a dead man.
I'd just as soon be
dead as locked up in jail.
Why? Why did you do it, Willy?
I just had to. I... I had to.
Well, you knew
it had to cost you.
I wasn't thinking about that.
What were you thinking about?
I just knew, when I seen him...
I just... Just... Just knew
I had to do it. I had to.
All right, Willy. Let's go.
No, you... You ain't
putting me in no handcuffs.
No. No handcuffs.
I... I... I... I did
it for that kid.
You did it for Robby?
Yeah.
They'll count that in my favor,
won't they, Mr. McGarrett?
Well... you'll get
a fair trial, Willy.
But what if they
don't understand?
What if they put me in jail?
What if they put me in jail?
Put me behind those bars and...?
No. No!
Willy.
Willy, what happened?
You told him I was down there.
Willy, wait. I didn't
wanna hurt anybody.
Wait, Willy!
Hold it!
This john says to me:
"Luella", he says... Shut up.
Say now, just because
you're... You know...
I said shut up.
Come on.
Now, run.
I said run.
Past that black man
and keep running.
What's the matter
with you? Are you nuts?
I said run.
Luella!
Wait. Wait a minute!
Just wait a minute, please!
Women.
Telephone call for
Mr. Matthew Edmonds.
Yes?
Right. Right.
You're sure, now?
Good. Very good.
Listen, you made
yourself a thousand, friend.
He's been fingered.
So let's move.
Later, man.
You think he's just
gonna sit there?
I don't know what he's gonna do.
But I'm gonna finish
taking in the sun.
And then I'm gonna
take a hot shower.
Get dressed.
A few martinis, a steak.
Get 'em off me. We don't
even know each other, you dig?
If you want it done
now... you do it.
You pay me for the hit...
then it's my thing.
And nobody tells me
when or how to do my thing.
All right.
Do it your way.
You do your thing.
You got any ideas?
I got an instinct.
See, the man's tired of running.
He's like an animal.
He's trapped.
Dangerous. Ready to strike back.
So... we let him sit...
and sweat... an hour, maybe two.
Until, like, inside...
he's just aching for somebody
to come and get him.
They're all gone now.
There won't be
anybody here till Monday.
You can come out, Willy.
There's a couch
in Mr. Fuller's office.
I'll sleep on a mat.
I'm locking up.
You're gonna be all right.
I'll bring you some
grub in the morning.
You ought to give
yourself up, Willy.
I know.
Okay, bruddah, I no hassle you.
Beautiful. Beautiful.
Willy had it all: box, punch.
Beautiful.
Yeah. He was young
and he was beautiful.
And now poor Willy's
walking on his heels.
McGarrett.
Yeah, good. Good,
Kono. Stay on his tail.
Get H.P.D., keep their
prowl cars out of the area.
We'll keep in contact.
Edmonds just left
the hotel alone.
Let's go.
Let's go, Dad.
He just picked up
a kid. A hitchhiker.
Heading Diamond
Head on Gage Street.
Hitchhiker? That doesn't figure.
You're right.
Edmonds just picked
himself up a soldier.
Looks like we got
ourselves a tail.
There are a couple of dozen
cars back there. What are you...?
One black sedan
that just won't quit.
Five-0 calling Central Dispatch.
Calling Central Dispatch.
Wait.
You come to kill me?
You know it, Willy.
You should have known it
when you busted the kid's hands.
Why did you do it, Willy?
Why did you do it?
I had to. I just had to.
Talk. Maybe there's still time.
Maybe you can talk
yourself out of it. So talk.
I never meant to harm that boy.
You killed him.
No. No.
You killed him.
What is Robby Davis
without his hands?
When you busted his
hands, you killed him.
No!
There's more to a
man than his hands.
There's more to a
man than he can fight.
There's more.
There's gotta be more.
Come on, man,
let's get it over with.
Shut up.
Talk, you stupid punchy. Talk.
Make sense.
I loved Robby Davis.
Loved?
What in the hell are
you babbling about?
Loved?
You never met him.
I seen him fight on the TV once.
I saw him!
And he couldn't have made it.
He couldn't have made it!
Robby had class.
He could hit.
He had the punches!
He had the moves!
Who are you to say
he couldn't make it?
I seen it!
I seen it!
When he got hit... his legs...
they lose that hippity-hop.
He was floored only twice!
And each time he got up!
Time, man. Time.
Till he meets a puncher...
can throw that...
That good right cross...
to the head!
And again to the head!
And Robby, he...
He lose that... hippity-hop.
His legs, they turn to jelly.
He can't move.
Can't see those...
Those right hands.
And the left hook.
But... he can see
'em coming, but...
the legs...
they ain't got no hippity-hop.
Sooner or later, he...
He keep getting
tagged on the head
with them punches.
He keep getting tagged...
and tagged and
tagged and tagged...!
Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!
Robby... everybody said it
he could have been the champ!
The champ!
He's all yours.
The contract was always on you.
Always.
You should have
known your operation.
You take out a contract on a...
On a punk like Willy...
the boys back in Detroit,
they just gotta think
you're flipping out.
That makes you... unreliable.
Don't sweat it, Willy.
I don't kill anybody
unless I get paid for it.
I tried to explain it. I...
I did it for him. For Robby.
I did it for him.
I didn't do nothing
to him, Mr. McGarrett.
I'll call the medical examiner.
John, get an ambulance.
Okay, Willy.
Okay.
I did it.
Did what, Willy?
Busted up the kid's
hand to keep him
from getting his head
busted up like mine.
Robby would have
ended up just like me.
Just like me.
He would've. He would've.
Will I have to go to
jail, Mr. McGarrett?
Well, I'll do the
best I can, Willy.
Hospital, maybe, but...
Well, I'll do the best I can.
Let's go.
Get your morning papers.
Get your morning...
Paper?
Hey, you forgot your dime.
You're looking good, Robby.
Best shape he's ever been in.
All right, boys. It's
time to weigh in.
As I call your name,
you will step on the scale.
One more, Bobby.
Robby Davis.
Robby Davis.
Up on the scale, please.
Davis, 181 and a half.
Marty Malama.
Malama, 190.
Good to go.
Somebody get him out of here.
Oh, Willy. You
can't talk to him.
I got it. I gotta...
Here. Go get yourself...
Hey, Robby. Robby.
Robby. R-Robby.
Willy. For Pete's sake, not now.
But I wanna... I... I wanna...
Get him out of here, will you?
Willy. Willy, come on.
You can talk to the kid later.
Thanks a lot.
Thanks a lot. Best of luck.
Doing all right, Robby.
Hey, R... Robby.
Hey, Robby. Robby!
Hey, Ro... Robby. R... R...
Feeling good, baby?
Yeah. That's it. Loosen up.
Loosen up.
That's my boy.
McGARRETT: Mr. Edmonds?
McGarrett, Hawaii Five-0.
You know, I
expected dancing girls,
flowers, a kiss on the cheek.
And all I get is a cop.
How long do you plan to be here?
Well, that doesn't
sound friendly.
I came here for some
sun and some broads,
and as soon as
I get my fill, I'll...
In the future let me suggest
you find your action in Detroit
and use a sun lamp.
Now, the fighter who
got slugged last night
is your boy, isn't he?
Wrong.
You know nobody with a
record can handle a fighter.
Boxing commissions
get very uptight about that.
Come on, come on,
Edmonds. Don't con me.
The manager of record...
Yes, I know who the
manager of record is.
I also know that
Davis is your boy.
Now, is that why you're here?
A piece of merchandise
gets damaged.
A man likes to know
what happened. That's all.
Okay, if that's all.
But let me give you some advice.
Don't even spit on the sidewalk.
Dig?
I just wanna say
once more, doctor,
if there's a
question of money...
I understand.
But I'm afraid it's not
a matter of money.
Aside from the smashed fingers,
every bone in the metacarpus...
English, doctor.
Speak English, please.
The entire hand was
virtually destroyed.
Fingers, knuckles, wrist.
So fighters get broken hands.
So his hand is
broken, all right.
So he lays off for a while.
Six months?
How long?
A year? How long?
We can rebuild the hand.
It'll take time.
We can even make
it functional again.
For as long as it takes and
as much money as it takes,
do it.
Functional. We can
restore the hand.
But as for boxing
again, no, Mr. Edmonds.
Are you trying
to tell me that...
Robby won't fight again?
That's exactly what
I am telling you.
Well, then get this
quack out of here,
and get me another doctor.
I've consulted with
Dr. Nash at the university.
He's one of the world's
foremost authorities.
All right, quack.
Let's hear it from him!
As you wish.
You'll fight again, kid.
No matter what they
say, these doctors,
I say you'll fight again.
I told you to take care of him.
Take care of him!
Matty, there was no way.
We pick a trial horse.
We send Robby here
for some batting practice
before the big one in Miami.
There was no
chance he could lose.
He didn't lose.
Some crazy, punchy...
No way that he could lose.
And after Miami,
I had him booked
into the Garden.
Do you know that?
Do you know that?
The Garden.
And then maybe,
just maybe, a title shot.
And you let this happen to him.
No, Matty.
You! You!
I want Willy Stone.
I can't help you.
I want him. And I want him fast.
Look, Mr. Edmonds,
I'm sorry about your boy.
But I got my own problems.
It's just that
there's a lot of heat
on my business.
Plenty of heat.
Anyways, what makes you think
I can turn up this
Willy character
when the whole
H.P.D. can't flush him?
Because I know that
you can look into rat holes
that the cops don't know about.
I'd like to do you a
favor, Mr. Edmonds.
But it's... Do yourself a favor.
Do your business a favor.
An independent
contractor like you...
it doesn't hurt to have a friend
in the right place.
Whatever I can do
to help, Mr. Edmonds.
I don't want him touched.
Remember that.
Just finger him for me.
I'll take it from there.
I'll do my best.
Uh, you'll mention my
name to your people
back in Detroit, won't you?
Oh, yes.
I'll tell them
we have a big
friend in the island.
There's a thousand in it
for the guy who makes the tip.
And when he does,
there's a thousand more for you.
Don't disappoint me.
Just picked up on
something good.
Steve?
Out here.
The word's out, Steve.
A thousand for Willy
Stone's room number.
H.P.D. got anything new on him?
Last I heard there's a
red-light pickup on him.
No help. Like the
rock swallowed him up.
Chin, I want the
book on Willy Stone.
Who handled him, background,
where he eats, sleeps.
Everything. The book.
Who'd shell out a
thousand for Willy Stone?
Only one man.
You think Edmonds ordered a hit?
I'd bet on it. Phone
Detroit police.
Tell 'em I want a
picture of every known
syndicate soldier in the area.
And tell 'em I want it fast.
Could be we'd better
put a tail on Edmonds.
Yeah, go.
And, Kono, press it.
It's a race.
If Edmonds gets to
Willy before we do,
we'll never find the answer.
Just a corpse.
I don't know what the area
code is, operator. It's in Detroit.
D as in Detroit.
And the number is, 724-4080.
Circuits are busy, sir.
If you'll hang
up, I'll ring you.
What are you looking at?
Crazy.
You're going crazy.
Shut up.
Crazy.
Shut your trap.
Shut up.
I got pictures,
stories of every fight here.
Do you remember
the Eddie Troy fight?
You know I remember that.
The greatest thing I ever saw.
The way that kid could hit, hm?
The way he moved.
We both knew that Robby
had the stuff then, didn't we?
That kid looked
mighty good that night.
Mighty good. He
looked mighty good.
Just good, huh?
The greatest and
sweetest prospect
you've ever seen.
You couldn't thank me enough
when I turned Robby over to you.
And I said to you... I said
to you, "Don't thank me,
"just... manage him for me.
Make him a champ. Teach him."
And we would have
made it too, that kid.
Maybe.
Maybe we'd have made it.
Maybe.
Maybe Robby
would've busted his mitts
on somebody else's skull.
Or run into a left hook
that rips a retina loose.
It would have
happened in the ring!
It would have been
God, or whomever,
saying, "This is how
it ends for you, kid.
This is where it ends for you."
But to have some crazy...
Some punch-drunk nut...
come into a dressing room
and then pick up some...
Some wrench and...
No. Cal.
No!
I won't live with that.
I can't live with it.
So you call Detroit.
You send for a soldier.
Matt, that's crazy.
The big guys, you
know how they operate.
That's your league.
Drop it, Cal.
They'll never okay the contract.
You don't hit guys like Willy.
Beat up on him
like he did Robby,
but a hit... no.
Matty, think.
Beat up on Willy.
Pay for a hit if you have to.
But later, quietly.
On your own.
Don't pull a soldier
out of Detroit.
Don't involve the syndicate.
Ready on your
call to Detroit, sir.
We'll find ourselves
another boy.
There's this kid out of Philly.
Big, fast... Green,
but I can teach him.
Sir, I have Detroit on the line.
Hang up.
Hang up, Matty.
Please.
Matty?
Hi.
I run into a small problem here.
I think you can help
to solve it for me.
Well, I asked for the book.
I didn't expect
Gone with the Wind.
Well, Willy's had over 20
fights here on the island.
He's lived here the
past, uh, 12 years.
Collect a lot of friends.
And not one of them
knows where he's holed up.
Well, if they know,
they're not telling.
At least not to me.
Well, there's one ray of hope.
At least no one
has sold him out yet
for the thousand.
McGarrett.
Yeah. Yes.
Thank you very much.
Get over to the Kohala Hilton.
Your, uh, switchboard
contact made a connection.
I copied it down in shorthand.
I'm afraid it doesn't
make much sense.
Uh, read it.
First, Mr. Edmonds. Quote:
"I ran into a small
problem here.
"I think you can help me.
No, help."
Excuse me, "I think you
can help solve it for me,"
is the way it should read.
What next?
Well, then the party
on the other end...
Detroit?
Yeah.
The party in Detroit
replied, "Price?"
Edmonds said,
"Ten big ones. It's worth 10."
And the party in
Detroit said, "Deal."
And that was all.
That's enough.
Thank you.
Since you didn't come
up with any action...
I had to get one on my own.
All right, sweetie.
See you later.
I'll see you later.
It would be very
stupid to put out
a contract on Willy
Stone, wouldn't it?
Yep.
It would be really stupid.
And you're not a stupid man,
yet you did it.
Why is that, Mr. Edmonds?
You know...
you're blocking my view.
Guys in the fight
game sometimes say,
"I'd give anything...
I'd give my life to
handle a champ."
You ever say that?
Sure, I said it.
Sure, I said it.
But hit that punchy?
A guy who doesn't even
know what day of the week it is.
He doesn't even
know his own name.
That would be real crazy, man.
And you're still
blocking my view.
Let me make you a promise.
Anything happens
to Willy Stone...
Anything... and
it'll be a long time
before you get back to Detroit.
You read me?
Willy Stone. You big stupid.
You come in off the street?
There's a back door.
Use it on your way out.
Uh, ahem... uh,
I'm hungry, Mama.
Heh.
Could I have a bag of food?
No.
Okay, then I go.
Ah...
Why'd you do it, Willy?
They say he was a nice boy.
They say you no even know him.
Why'd you have
to go and...? Tsk.
Whole wheat.
The... That white bread
ain't no good for you.
A trainer told me that.
You don't go in that
boy's dressing room
and bust his hands.
Not for no reason.
I know you, Willy.
Willy, did somebody pay you?
You say you know me.
And you think I could do
a thing like that for money?
I'll pay you back, Mama.
Detroit P.D. Just got here.
Kono...
take the first
watch at the airport.
Make copies of these
for H.P.D. airport detail.
Danno will spell
you in four hours.
Chin will take the next watch.
Cover every flight that comes in
from Chicago and Detroit.
Go.
United Airlines Flight 3
arriving at Gate
19 from Detroit.
Pan American Flight Number 7
arriving at Gate
12 from Chicago.
United Airlines Flight 6
arriving at Gate 4 from Chicago.
TWA Flight 5
arriving at Gate
15 from Detroit.
Mr. Edmonds?
I'm here.
Hello, Steve.
That 4 p.m. flight,
Detroit, no help.
All right, Kono. Come on in.
We missed him. There's
a soldier on the rock.
What do you got, Danno?
Famous fights of the century.
Willy Stone versus, uh,
somebody, as far as I can tell.
Set up the projector.
We'll take a look at it.
McGarrett.
Yeah, Chin.
Yeah, good.
Good. Sit tight.
Danno will meet you there.
Chin's got a lead on Willy.
Here's the address. Go.
Hello, Mama.
What's the rap?
Selling salami
without a license?
Well, somebody saw
Willy Stone walk out of here
with a bag of food, Mama.
Somebody?
Friend of his.
Somebody who
wants to see Willy live
to have his day in court.
Is there any law against giving
on old customer and
friend a bag of food?
Where was he headed?
He never say.
Take a guess. You're his friend.
Where would he go?
Willy has a thousand
friends on this island.
And every one of them should
be praying that we find him.
Before they do.
That's talk, talk.
Why would anyone wanna
hurt a poor man like Willy?
Talk. Foolish talk
that no make sense.
Mama, the word is out.
You know it and I know it.
We have reason to believe
there's a man from
Detroit here right now
to kill Willy.
And he's got an
advantage over us.
Because someone's offering
a thousand dollars for
the tip leading to Willy.
If you tell us where he is,
all we can do is
give you our thanks.
Thanks for saving Willy's life.
On Beretania,
there's a lady that runs a bar.
We thought it would be better
if you handled this, Steve.
You know her.
We barge in on her,
she might think
we're leaning on her.
Okay.
Danno, you get the back.
Chin, you stay out front.
Steve McGarrett.
Hello, Mae.
Want a drink?
Pass.
Where is he?
Listen, honey.
Let's not try to con
each other, huh?
You know why I'm
here. Both of us know
if I don't get to
Willy first, he's pau.
He's scared, Steve.
He never comes to me
anymore unless he's scared.
At first... he couldn't
understand it.
Couldn't understand why anybody
would wanna kill
him for what he did.
But now... Now he knows, and...
he's scared.
Where is he?
Steve... he was
something special.
Really special.
Willy, I know you're down here.
So let's not play games.
We don't wanna bust up
Mae's liquor supply, do we?
Why not?
Kind of friend she
turned out to be.
Best kind, Willy.
On the streets up
there you're a dead man.
I'd just as soon be
dead as locked up in jail.
Why? Why did you do it, Willy?
I just had to. I... I had to.
Well, you knew
it had to cost you.
I wasn't thinking about that.
What were you thinking about?
I just knew, when I seen him...
I just... Just... Just knew
I had to do it. I had to.
All right, Willy. Let's go.
No, you... You ain't
putting me in no handcuffs.
No. No handcuffs.
I... I... I... I did
it for that kid.
You did it for Robby?
Yeah.
They'll count that in my favor,
won't they, Mr. McGarrett?
Well... you'll get
a fair trial, Willy.
But what if they
don't understand?
What if they put me in jail?
What if they put me in jail?
Put me behind those bars and...?
No. No!
Willy.
Willy, what happened?
You told him I was down there.
Willy, wait. I didn't
wanna hurt anybody.
Wait, Willy!
Hold it!
This john says to me:
"Luella", he says... Shut up.
Say now, just because
you're... You know...
I said shut up.
Come on.
Now, run.
I said run.
Past that black man
and keep running.
What's the matter
with you? Are you nuts?
I said run.
Luella!
Wait. Wait a minute!
Just wait a minute, please!
Women.
Telephone call for
Mr. Matthew Edmonds.
Yes?
Right. Right.
You're sure, now?
Good. Very good.
Listen, you made
yourself a thousand, friend.
He's been fingered.
So let's move.
Later, man.
You think he's just
gonna sit there?
I don't know what he's gonna do.
But I'm gonna finish
taking in the sun.
And then I'm gonna
take a hot shower.
Get dressed.
A few martinis, a steak.
Get 'em off me. We don't
even know each other, you dig?
If you want it done
now... you do it.
You pay me for the hit...
then it's my thing.
And nobody tells me
when or how to do my thing.
All right.
Do it your way.
You do your thing.
You got any ideas?
I got an instinct.
See, the man's tired of running.
He's like an animal.
He's trapped.
Dangerous. Ready to strike back.
So... we let him sit...
and sweat... an hour, maybe two.
Until, like, inside...
he's just aching for somebody
to come and get him.
They're all gone now.
There won't be
anybody here till Monday.
You can come out, Willy.
There's a couch
in Mr. Fuller's office.
I'll sleep on a mat.
I'm locking up.
You're gonna be all right.
I'll bring you some
grub in the morning.
You ought to give
yourself up, Willy.
I know.
Okay, bruddah, I no hassle you.
Beautiful. Beautiful.
Willy had it all: box, punch.
Beautiful.
Yeah. He was young
and he was beautiful.
And now poor Willy's
walking on his heels.
McGarrett.
Yeah, good. Good,
Kono. Stay on his tail.
Get H.P.D., keep their
prowl cars out of the area.
We'll keep in contact.
Edmonds just left
the hotel alone.
Let's go.
Let's go, Dad.
He just picked up
a kid. A hitchhiker.
Heading Diamond
Head on Gage Street.
Hitchhiker? That doesn't figure.
You're right.
Edmonds just picked
himself up a soldier.
Looks like we got
ourselves a tail.
There are a couple of dozen
cars back there. What are you...?
One black sedan
that just won't quit.
Five-0 calling Central Dispatch.
Calling Central Dispatch.
Wait.
You come to kill me?
You know it, Willy.
You should have known it
when you busted the kid's hands.
Why did you do it, Willy?
Why did you do it?
I had to. I just had to.
Talk. Maybe there's still time.
Maybe you can talk
yourself out of it. So talk.
I never meant to harm that boy.
You killed him.
No. No.
You killed him.
What is Robby Davis
without his hands?
When you busted his
hands, you killed him.
No!
There's more to a
man than his hands.
There's more to a
man than he can fight.
There's more.
There's gotta be more.
Come on, man,
let's get it over with.
Shut up.
Talk, you stupid punchy. Talk.
Make sense.
I loved Robby Davis.
Loved?
What in the hell are
you babbling about?
Loved?
You never met him.
I seen him fight on the TV once.
I saw him!
And he couldn't have made it.
He couldn't have made it!
Robby had class.
He could hit.
He had the punches!
He had the moves!
Who are you to say
he couldn't make it?
I seen it!
I seen it!
When he got hit... his legs...
they lose that hippity-hop.
He was floored only twice!
And each time he got up!
Time, man. Time.
Till he meets a puncher...
can throw that...
That good right cross...
to the head!
And again to the head!
And Robby, he...
He lose that... hippity-hop.
His legs, they turn to jelly.
He can't move.
Can't see those...
Those right hands.
And the left hook.
But... he can see
'em coming, but...
the legs...
they ain't got no hippity-hop.
Sooner or later, he...
He keep getting
tagged on the head
with them punches.
He keep getting tagged...
and tagged and
tagged and tagged...!
Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!
Robby... everybody said it
he could have been the champ!
The champ!
He's all yours.
The contract was always on you.
Always.
You should have
known your operation.
You take out a contract on a...
On a punk like Willy...
the boys back in Detroit,
they just gotta think
you're flipping out.
That makes you... unreliable.
Don't sweat it, Willy.
I don't kill anybody
unless I get paid for it.
I tried to explain it. I...
I did it for him. For Robby.
I did it for him.
I didn't do nothing
to him, Mr. McGarrett.
I'll call the medical examiner.
John, get an ambulance.
Okay, Willy.
Okay.
I did it.
Did what, Willy?
Busted up the kid's
hand to keep him
from getting his head
busted up like mine.
Robby would have
ended up just like me.
Just like me.
He would've. He would've.
Will I have to go to
jail, Mr. McGarrett?
Well, I'll do the
best I can, Willy.
Hospital, maybe, but...
Well, I'll do the best I can.
Let's go.