Hawaii Five-O (1968–1980): Season 4, Episode 16 - The Ninety-Second War: Part I - full transcript

Hmm. Midnight.

That's Benny Jalor. He's dead.

I wish I could say I was sorry.

What time do you got?

Three-oh-one.

That's Steve McGarrett.

In a car with Benny Jalor?

He's still alive.

Hey. Here's Danny.

Where is he?

Passenger's side.
He's pinned in.



Steve.

Steve! It's Danny.

Just don't try to move. Hang on.

Get on that door.

Danny, we've been
through all this.

They're all jammed.

All right. It looks like we're
gonna have to cut him out.

Okay, I'll get
ready to flop it over.

Bring out the Carborundum saw.

And get that signal
turned on, will you?

Yes, sir.

Get away from there.

Hey. It's news, Danny.

McGarrett in a car at 3 a.m.



with Benny Jalor.

A car full of
money in small bills.

We're only doing
our job, Danny...

Do it over there.
Don't shoot. But...

McGARRETT: Danno...
Danno, is that you?

Take it easy, Steve.

What the hell happened?

We'll have you out
as soon as we can.

I... I can't feel anything. I...

I'll have 'em give you a shot.

I have no pain. I... I
can't feel anything.

Steve... we have
to roll the car over.

It's the only way.

We have to cut you out.

What...?

What time is it, Dan?

Three-twenty.

I...

I was...

I was in the office
until midnight.

We're ready, Danny.

It won't be long now, Steve.

I... I know... I know
I was in the office

at midnight, Danno.

I know I was in the office

at midnight, uh, Danno.

Eleven, F1.

Eleven, F1.

You get in touch with Doc?

He's on the way
to Leahi Hospital.

Have one of the
boys contact him.

Tell him Steve says
he's got, uh, no feelings,

and he can't move.

Have him get any kind
of specialist he needs

to stand by. Got it.

All right, cut it.

We'll have you out in a
couple of minutes, Steve.

Better get the board.

Hold it. Hold it.

Let's go. Let's go.

Take it easy. Easy.

Okay.

How is he?

He's alive, Chin. But
here, take care of this.

Ah, close off the whole area.

The lab's here and
Che's on his way.

Danny. Just stay where you are.

What shape is he in?

If you'll let us finish
the examination,

maybe we'll find out.

Ninety over 30.

Steve... try and
close your fists.

Your fists, Steve,
try and close 'em.

McGARRETT: Diagnosis, doc?

Diagnosis, doc.

Nothing certain at the
moment, Mr. McGarrett.

Best guess.

Might as well level
with him, George.

He'll hound you
till you tell him.

All right.

What it looks like...
Now note, Mr. McGarrett,

I said it looks like

you may have an
injury to your spinal cord.

What's next?

X-rays, spinal tap,

dye injection, myelogram.

Then we'll see.

How long will that take?

About two hours.

Find out what happened, Danno.

Steve, is there
anything you can tell me?

It was midnight, I
was in the office,

I started to go home,
and I go blank after that.

What do you think, Doc?

Keep the faith, Dan.

Four-eight-four, code
two. Eleven-eight, stand by.

Twelve-eight-four,
clear. Eleven-eight, clear.

It's the real goods.

Not counterfeit.

X-ray results, Doc.

Negative.

No damage that we can see.

What caused the paralysis, then?

Don't know yet.

Now what?

Spinal tap.

How's Steve, Danny?

I don't know, Chin.

They were gonna
give him a spinal tap

and x-rays when I left.

It'll be a couple of hours.

What's new here?

Haven't counted
all the money yet,

but it's well up
in the thousands.

You got a chance to see
whether the car was, uh,

wired or tampered
with in any way?

Well, Chick Kuniyoshi
gave it the once-over,

couldn't find anything.

What about the briefcase?

Got it in my car. I'll get it.

You measure for skid marks?

There weren't any to measure.

It came from over there at
a very high rate of speed,

flipped over,
took out a signal...

landed right here.

No skid marks at all?

None.

Anybody but Benny
Jalor had been driving,

you'd have to think
he did it on purpose.

Check it for prints?

Only on the outside.

Let's bust it open.

Okay.

It looks like some
kind of a code.

Handwriting looks like Steve's.

There's a lot of difference

between looking like
Steve's and actually being his.

Wait a minute, Danny.
I'm not the enemy.

I said it looks like his.

Let's find out.

Pantopaque, please.

How much? Nine cc's.

I'm going to the office, Che.

Okay. Meanwhile, I'll
see that this whole thing

gets to the police garage.

Every nut, every bolt,
every shard of glass.

All of it.

Dye is moving
well toward the feet.

Now the dye is moving
well toward the neck.

Myelogram appears normal.

We'll take a
picture right there.

That's it, Danno?

That's everything
you've got so far?

Everything we know, you know.

Unless there's something...

Something that, uh,
you can remember,

or you haven't told me.

It's fuzzy.

All I'm sure of is that...

I was bone-weary. I...

I had a cup of coffee.

I left the office about 12.

Steve... let's take
it step by step.

Can you remember
going down the front stairs

to the driveway?

No.

Yeah, I dropped my keys.

Or was that yesterday morning?

Was that this morning
or yesterday morning?

Tsk.

I don't know, Danno. I...

I remember going
out the front door.

I went down the steps.

I crossed to the car.

I remember unlocking the door.

I got in.

I put the key in the ignition.

There's a sound. A... A hiss.

I turned the key over.

Nothing happened. The
motor didn't turn over.

But there was a
hissing sound. I...

No smell, just...

Just a hissing sound.

Danno... level with me.

Am I all right?

We don't know yet, Steve.

Get me the, uh, Honolulu
Police Department,

Central Dispatch, please.

This is Williams.

I want to put out
an all points bulletin

on Steve McGarrett's car.

Black four-door sedan. You
know the license number.

I want it found,
but not touched.

I'm in Room 115C,
Leahi Hospital.

Reach me here when
you find it. Thank you.

My car, Danno.

How did I get from...

my car to Benny Jalor's?

I was out. I don't remember.

We'll find out.

They say I had... They
found 20 grand on me?

Huh. What else?
Somebody set me up.

There's no break
in the spinal cord,

Mr. McGarrett.

Thank God.

Thank God.

Then why am I paralyzed, doc?

Look at my hands.

I... I can... I can move them.

I can move them.

Danno... I can move them.

You're right, Che. It's
one of our old codes.

It hasn't been used
for ten or 12 years.

It was used for
top-security details.

We'll need it decoded.

I need a clearance
and the code book.

How long will it take?

I'll get clearance on the phone.

I'll have the code book
here in ten minutes.

I'm curious about what
it actually says myself.

Steve... they found your car

parked and locked in
Benny Jalor's driveway.

Oh, this is too
well-planned a frame...

for the car keys to
be anyplace but...

in my own coat.

What do you think you're doing?

I'm gonna take a look, Doc.

Well, there they
are. My car keys.

And my car is parked in
Benny Jalor's driveway.

Beautiful.

Steve. I didn't expect
you up so soon.

Well, it looked worse
than it was, Che.

What have you got?

Too much. Maybe
you better sit down.

That bad, huh?

Worse.

You know Lieutenant
Commander Smallitt?

For just about 15 years.

How are you, George?

Hip deep in an old code: 326 J.

Jaybird?

That code was retired
just before Panmunjom.

Somebody's been using it.

Who?

You, Steve.

You better give
it to me in steps.

You were found with a
briefcase in your hand,

your prints on it, along
with Benny Jalor's.

Briefcase is common.
No way to trace it.

About five years old.

Still about $20,000
in the briefcase.

And a notebook.

The one George is decoding.

The entries were all
in your handwriting,

made with your desk pen.

The one the governor gave you

when you took over Five-0.

Let me see that notebook.

My prints were all over it, huh?

Right.

Looks just like my handwriting.

Only it isn't.

I'd like to show you
something, Steve.

Chin, would you pull
the screen down, please?

The first one is a page
from the notebook.

The second one

is a note you gave me
on the Simpson case.

The one on the left
is from the notebook,

the one on the right,
the Simpson case.

They're identical.

I never saw the one
on the left before.

I don't doubt you.

Danno, you're an expert.

What would you say
about the matchup?

In court, I'd have to say

the entries were made by you.

Beautiful.

Che, what happened when
you checked out my car?

Nothing.

You mean it turned right over?

There was no evidence of gas?

No, uh...

sign of it having
been tampered with?

No sign of anything wrong.

George, what are you getting
from the code in this book?

It's a record of deposits
in a Swiss bank account.

Number 550-Zed-695.

The deposits go
back three years.

Very methodical.

Date and amounts of
deposits to the penny.

I did a, uh, quick
tally of the amounts.

Big numbers.

How much?

Two million two
hundred thousand dollars.

Chin... start a call through

to Interpol, Basel.

Inspector Carl, uh...
What's his name, Danno?

Albrecht.

We'll be back in the office

by the time they get it through.

Che, is there any way

of, uh... checking
out the entries

in this notebook?

Test the ink, see if they
match up with the dates?

I can't, but Professor
Parks at the university

has a new technique
and the equipment.

Okay, Danno, get it
over to him, will you?

Che... I want all reports

and a complete copy of
the decoded messages

in that notebook as soon
as you can manage it.

No, correction.

Send them to Danno.

You don't send
copies of the evidence

to the suspect.

Che, make it fast, will you?

They've got the feathers ready,

and the... tar is about
to come to a boil.

Professor Parks is still working

on the last four pages
of the, uh, notebook...

but I figured you'd want
to see these dates in now.

Hmm.

Every entry dates to the time

it's supposed to have been made.

Noose is getting tighter.

It's perfect. Not a flaw in it.

We can forget about
any local hoods.

A frame this ingenious
is beyond them.

Somebody's been building
this for at least three years.

Expert forgers. All that money.

Why? Who?

Yes, Jenny. Put him on.

Inspector Albrecht
from Interpol, Basel.

Get Danno and Kono.

Yes, operator, this
is Steve McGarrett.

And not only is the signature

on the bank
identification card yours,

but they also have a
small photograph of you

taken at the time.

McGARRETT: Carl,
how good is the likeness?

Perfect. It's you, Steve.

And why shouldn't it be?

You were here the
day it was taken.

McGARRETT: What was the date?

Eighteen August, 1968.

I looked at my records.

We had dinner
together that night.

He's right. I was
there on that date,

at the international
drug control conference,

and we did have dinner.

Perfect down to the last detail.

Somebody spent an
awful lot of time on this.

And money.

Two million ain't a little bit.

How many people can you think of

with that much
money, that much time?

First-rate
counterfeiter, patience,

access to the nerve
gas they used on me,

and the technical skill
to rig and handle it?

I can only think of one man.

Is it done?

Yes, sir.

McGarrett survived the accident?

Yes, sir.

It went well?

It's got to be Wo Fat.

He's the only man
with the cunning,

the resources, and the finances

to build a frame like this.

But why, Steve?

McGARRETT: I don't know, sir,

but we have to find out.

He's gone to too much effort.

And we can't forget

that Wo Fat picked
the time of this accident.

He could have
done it a year ago,

three months ago, but he didn't.

He picked this time.

Now, I'd say something's
about to happen.

But what, Steve?

Could you check with Washington

and see if they're
aware of anything?

It's 2 in the morning
in Washington.

We're gonna wake somebody up.

May, get me Jonathan
Kaye in Washington, please.

Yeah, I know.

Call his office at the Pentagon.
They'll track him down.

And I want the call on
the scrambler, please.

We may have an
angle... if we can be sure

I was supposed to
survive this accident.

The doctors tell
me I was subjected

to only a minimal
dosage of the nerve gas.

They strapped me in,

but there was no
seat belt on Benny,

so we're guessing I
was supposed to survive.

I follow you, but...

I'm not sure where
that leaves us.

Danno, go ahead, will you?

We know Wo Fat.

His patterns, his attitudes.

If we assume Steve

was supposed to live
through the accident,

then we can make
a pretty good guess

at what Wo Fat
expects to happen.

Uh, he's got to think that
we'll drop everything else

and work on clearing Steve.

Which means a distraction.

Why?

He built this frame-up.
He didn't miss a detail.

He's sure that I
could dig forever

and never find a flaw
in it. And he's right.

So, what do we do?

What he doesn't expect.

Have you distributed
the governor's statement?

Yeah. Is it working?

Like hungry dogs after red meat.

You've all read my statement.

I've suspended Steve McGarrett

and relieved him of
all duties with Five-0

pending a complete
investigation.

You have my
release, and that's...

That's the full statement.

Yeah, but how can McGarrett

explain that black
leather notebook?

It was taken to the police lab

immediately after the accident.

As far as I know,
it's still there.

Yeah, but what about
him being in the car

with Benny Jalor?

Yeah, what about that?

Mr. McGarrett's statement was...

that a device was attached to...

To his car ignition.

And, uh, when it was turned
on, it emitted a nerve gas.

And that's all there is to it.

Yeah, but... But governor, I
have a source that tells me

that the H.P.D. couldn't
find a nerve gas device

on McGarrett's car,

nor any evidence of
one ever being there.

That's correct.

Is McGarrett going
to Switzerland?

And let this stand and
go pick up the money?

My information is that
he has a one-way ticket

on Flight 6 to Los Angeles.

And from then, over
the pole to Europe.

McGARRETT: Ha-ha-ha.
I wish it were so.

Any further comment, McGarrett?

McGARRETT: Yeah. Aloha.

This a special service for cops?

How come they're
letting you take off?

Well, I'll tell you why.

Because I know how it works.

Before they can touch me,

they've got to
take their evidence

before the grand jury.

By that time, I'll
be in Switzerland.

I've contacted the Swiss
bank. The money's waiting.

Does that mean Hawaii
will have to extradite you,

to get you to come back?

Well, let me put it
this way, gentlemen:

Millionaires have a way of
avoiding such discomforts.

Danno. Kono.

Steve.

Follow him to Los
Angeles, then phone me.

He's crossing to

the international
departure building.

He'll board the
polar flight to London.

Come back to Honolulu
on the next flight.

Uh, Chow Lee.

After you see
McGarrett's plane take off.

Ah. Mr. McGarrett.

Welcome. Be seated.

I'll get the money.

Danke.

We have complied
with your wishes.

Everything is
prepared as you asked.

Now, this is not, of course,

the most unusual
request we've ever had.

But, sir, permit
me to caution you

that the sum of
money you will have

is no longer under
the bank's protection

once you have
taken possession of it.

You do understand, sir?

All is in order, sir.

I suggest you count it.

Mm-mm.

Well, I'll be damned.

Mr. McGarrett?

Don't shoot!

Who are you?

Rip Van Winkle.

Rip Van...

War.

Ninety seconds.

Buy... 90...

seconds.

Ninety...

Carl! Carl.

It was agreed that your
men would not shoot,

no matter what happened.

It wasn't any of
our people, Steve.

It was one of the bank guards.

Carl...

how long can we keep these
witnesses incommunicado?

Not long.

I know we must preserve secrecy,

but legally, the most
we can hold them

is a few hours.

Well, then, we've
got to figure a stall.

If there were a medical
reason for quarantine,

we could hold them
here for 48 hours.

All right, then find
a medical reason.

We need time.

Uh, hand me that bag, please.

Wo Fat.

Hold it.

Was Wo Fat the man?

Wo Fat bought my
soul... for 90 seconds.

Please tell Claudine.

Two-seven-seven.
Please tell Claudine.

McGARRETT: All
right, you can take him.

Will you, Carl?

Yes. I'll find her.

All right. I'm gonna
ride in the ambulance

in case he regains
consciousness.

Luther.

Oh.

You're not Luther.

You're McGarrett.

He's been shot. His
condition is critical.

Please come in.

It's the end of
the world, isn't it?

Doctors are doing all
that can be done for him.

Did he ever mention a man

by the name of Wo Fat to you?

Wo Fat gave him to me.

He didn't intend to. But he did.

How?

He was a spy for his own country

and for the Chinese.

His country?

He's English.

McGARRETT: He was a double
agent, he was working both sides.

You're sure of that?

Yes.

They both suspected it,
but neither could prove it.

Besides, his information
was very valuable

to both sides.

What was his
association with Wo Fat?

Wo Fat sent for him, and
when he came to Peking,

they entered some arrangement.

I don't know what it was. It
must have been enormous.

It meant going into surgery.

Not once, but many times.

Bones altered, cartilage
removed, replaced.

Bandages.

He hated the bandages.

And for more than one year,

he practiced your handwriting.

Till finally...

Finally, Wo Fat was satisfied...

that Luther was you.

Then...

Then it became time for him

to come to Switzerland,

have his picture taken
and deposit the money.

But by then, he knew
that when that was done,

he was done.

There was a man... an assassin

with him all the
time, to kill him.

When the time came,

Luther killed him
and escaped to me.

Wo Fat had his agents
crisscrossing the place

where we were hiding
in the south of France...

but Luther never went out.

He talked to me.

I was his.

I waited for him
to truly be mine...

but Luther... Luther
was waiting for Wo Fat

to spring his trap on you.

And then before you could move,

he would get the money.

Then... Luther
knew about the plan.

Did he ever tell
you what it was?

No.

He knew that Wo Fat
needed 90 seconds of time,

and to get them,

he had to remove one
barricade: McGarrett.

I suppose Luther planned to
have his face changed again

and disappear once
he had the money.

Yes.

And then I would have been

no use to him anymore.

And I would have
been alone again.

That was his way.

Claudine.

Claudine.

Claudine.

The champagne is
still on ice, Luther.

Could you...?

Could you tell us apart?

Yes.

I love you, Claudine.

Even at the last, he lied.

He never really loved me.

Never really.

Finished?

Just beginning.