Hawaii Five-O (1968–1980): Season 4, Episode 6 - ...And I Want Some Candy and a Gun That Shoots - full transcript

Ah, that's the one. Thank you.

Couldn't get a scope
sight that cheap.

Not even in Hong Kong.

Now, that's nice. The best.

You have 500 rounds there?

Half price, two for one.

It's like you bought the gun,

got the scope and
the bullets for free.

Would you mind?

What's this?

Some federal forms for guns.



Some new red tape.
Won't hold up purchase.

Okay.

I guess you need
some identification, huh?

You're over 21?

Uh-huh. No identification.

Okay. Can I borrow your pen?

Sure.

Okay, there you go.

Is this cash or
charge, Mr. Patton?

What have we got, Duke?

Sniper. Haven't had time
to do anything about him.

Two of our boys are
down. Gotta get 'em first.

Get 'em out now.

Danno, better get
a chopper in here.



We're gonna need some eyes.

Use all the cover you can. If
he opens up on you, freeze.

We'll lay down covering fire

and try to pin him down
so you can move again.

Cover them.

Chopper's on its way, Steve.
I told him to pick me up here.

Good.

How do you feel, Tommy?

We didn't even
see the guy, Steve.

Take it easy, never mind.

Okay, go.

Ryder was dead
before he hit the ground.

Okay, Danno.

Duke, I want every
available man out here.

Has anyone tried
to talk him down yet?

Not yet. Get me a bullhorn.

You, on top of the hill.

This is McGarrett,
Hawaii Five-0.

McGARRETT: We
know you can hear us.

Come on down.

Leave your weapon where it is

and come down with
your hands raised.

No one will shoot at you if you
come out with your hands raised.

What is it you want?
Holler, we can hear you.

Duke, I figure that rifle

has an effective range
of at least 500 yards.

I don't want any
man close enough

to take one if he opens up.

Right. And, Duke,
contact Army Engineers.

I need blueprints.

Any specs they have of
those bunkers, get 'em for me.

Got it.

Diamond Head. Can you imagine?

He couldn't have picked
a better place to hole up in

if he'd combed the whole island.

Danno, take a ride up there
and see if you can spot him,

but be sure to stay well
out of range of that rifle.

There's a car parked
below you, Steve,

near the beach.

A 1960 Ford, four-door sedan.

Appears to be
abandoned. Nobody near it.

All right, get the
license-plate number.

It's a Hawaiian plate.

The number is 1-B-1113.

Repeat: 1-Baker-1113.

Yeah, I got it, Danno.

Start your search of the area

and see if you
can, uh, find a way

that we can approach
him from behind.

Do you read me?

Okay, Steve.

Check the area up on top

to see that there are no
campers or, uh, hikers.

All we need is a Cub Scout
troop moving around up there.

Okay?

Okay, Steve.

Central Dispatch,
this is McGarrett.

Central Dispatch
standing by for McGarrett.

Emergency. Owner's registration:

1960 white Ford,
four-door sedan.

Plate number:

1-Baker-1113, Hawaiian.

Emergency.

A 1960 white
four-door sedan, a Ford.

The license number:
1-Baker-1113.

Yeah, okay. Thank you, 10-4.

Danno, make sure you stay
well out of range of that rifle.

Don't worry.

I'm getting a good view
of the top of the hill now.

I think I can see him.

I know he can see me.

Is there a blind side we
can work our way up to him?

I don't think so, Steve.

The roof juts out quite a way,

but I think he has a good view.

We'll circle and have a look.

Okay, Danno.

Central Dispatch.

Standing by, McGarrett.

Patch me through to
Five-0 office, please.

Stand by.

Steve?

Chin?

I just gave H.P.D. a
license number to check out.

Run it down.

Now, we're not sure

if the car belongs
to the sniper or not.

But, uh, stay on
top of it, will you,

and get back to me
as soon as you can?

Is Kono there?

Right here.

Yo.

Kono, I'm gonna
need a command post

with, uh, good communications.

Make sure that van
gets rolling in a hurry.

Right.

Yeah?

Chin, call the hospital

and see how Tommy Ewa is doing.

Also, I'm going to need
a, uh, topographical map

of this whole area.

Make sure Kono brings one along.

We'll get on it.

Good, I want that van
rolling in 30 seconds.

Okay, boss.

Identification Section.

Yeah, this is Chin
Ho Kelly speaking.

I'll get on it, Chin.

What are you doing here,
Paul? You're on vacation.

I was at the hospital
to see Fred's wife

when they brought
Tommy and Ryder in.

I figured you'd need a volunteer
to go up and get that psycho.

Paul, now, look, I
know how you feel,

but we're not lining up
so he can cut us down.

Just give me a little cover.

Paul, listen to me.

Now, we need all
the help we can get,

but nobody is gonna
rush up that hill

until we find out there's
no other way of doing it.

Now, if you can hold your
cool, fine. Duke has a job for you.

If not, get back in your
car and stay outta my way.

Steve, this is Chin Ho. Over.

Yeah, McGarrett. Go ahead, Chin.

Here's the computer feed-out

on the car registered
to William T. Shiner.

No record under that name.

He applied for a
commercial driver's license

and we have a thumbprint.

We're running a make on it.

Well, get over to Shiner's place

and see what you
can come up with.

I'm already on my way.

Kono should get
there with the van

in the next couple of minutes.

He got hung up in the traffic.

Cars are backed up all
the way to Ala Moana.

Well, any report on
Tommy Ewa's condition?

He's in a coma, Steve.
That's all the doc would say.

All right. Let me know
what you find out about Ewa.

Will do, Steve.

What'd you see from
up there, Danno?

There's no route of approach
the sniper can't cover.

And no matter how we
lay out that encirclement,

there aren't enough
guys in H.P.D.

to draw the net tight
once it gets dark.

Which means we gotta get
him out of there by sundown.

Three hours.

Or maybe less.

There was a Medal of
Honor winner on television

a couple of months ago.

He held a hill just
like that all by himself

for 15 to 16 hours.

Reports credit him with 41
dead and 60 some-odd wounded.

And the guy said
he was a lousy shot.

Our sniper is a marksman.
You imagine what he can do?

Get set up over
there, Kono, quickly.

Steve, what do you wanna do

about those reporters
down at the barricade?

Leave 'em there.

H.P.D. Chopper 1, come in.

I'm Chin Ho Kelly,
Hawaii Five-0.

Does a man by the
name of William T. Shiner

live in this building?

Sure. Something happen to him?

Is he home?

He went out this morning.

He could have been back, though.

Live in apartment
1-C, right over there.

Do you have a passkey?

Yes, I have.

Well, let's find out
and see if he's home.

This is a search warrant
to examine the apartment.

Open up.

Mr. Shiner?

Will you come in with me?

Sure.

I've been curious
about this apartment.

Never been in here ever
since I rented it to him.

Nobody ever comes in, in
here. Except Billy, I mean.

Keeps to himself...

He doesn't even have a TV.

How long has he lived here?

Oh, five months, six months.

He's a real nice guy, you know.

Quiet, and always
say hello, and...

Ever seen this woman?

No, I haven't seen her before.

He pays his rent on time,
you know. Real nice guy.

What are you looking for?

♪ It's Howdy Doody time
It's Howdy Doody time ♪

♪ It's Howdy Doody time
It's Howdy Doody time ♪

♪ It's Howdy Doody
time It's Howdy... ♪

What do you know
that I don't, Danno?

I just talked to Chin. He
searched Shiner's apartment.

Found a collection of
marksmanship trophies

and a drawer full
of loaded weapons.

That figures. What else?

A photograph of a woman.
No date, taken in Philadelphia.

From the hairstyle and clothing,
Chin figures around 1945.

Five-0 command center,

this is Central Dispatch.

This is Five-0 command center.

We have a positive
identification on the thumbprint

from William T.
Shiner's application

for a commercial
driver's license.

Shiner has been identified
William T. Shem, Jr.,

with one prior arrest.

What was the charge?

Sniping. He was remanded
to Hawaii State Hospital

for psychiatric treatment,
released four months later.

Beautiful, beautiful.

How long has he
been on the street?

Six months.

Pull the package on Shem

and get it over to the
state hospital right away.

Emergency priority.

10-4.

Danno, call the chopper in.

Get over to the state hospital.

See if you can find the
doctor who treated Shem.

Bring him back here.

Kono, take over
the van from Danno.

Right.

I got it. Relay that to Chin Ho

and tell him not to move
on it until he checks with me.

Will do, 10-4.

Steve.

Yeah, what have you got, Kono?

H.P.D. just came up with
an address on the wife.

Mrs. William T.
Shem, Pearl City.

I had it relayed to Chin Ho.
All right, get Chin out there

and tell him to bring
her here right away.

H.P.D. also has that
picture Chin found

in the guy's apartment.

Danny had them ship
it out to the hospital

along with Shem's file.

Good, good. See if you can
find out how Tommy Ewa is.

We tried for 20-yard intervals

where the terrain is rough
and the brush is thick.

Yeah, but there's still no way
to make the ring tight enough

to cut off the possibility

that he could slip
through after dark.

Not without moving our
circle higher up the hill.

Army engineers came through.

Specs on the bunker.

Tunnel, ammunition storage,

dead ends in the
heart of the mountain.

Four feet of reinforced
concrete on every side.

He sure picked the perfect spot.

Dr. Fernando, this
is Steve McGarrett.

Doctor, I'm sure
Danny filled you in.

He did.

What can you tell me
about William T. Shem?

This is the third
sniping incident for him.

The first was in Vietnam.

He took a jeep out one night,

drove to the edge of
the river with a carbine

and shot about 30 rounds
of ammunition into a gunboat.

How many victims?

None.

Shem knew there
was no one aboard.

He was hospitalized
for observation

and given a medical discharge
as an unstable personality.

One of the examining
psychiatrists

thought Shem was
faking the condition

in order to get out of the Army.

And what about
the second incident?

Less than a year ago,

he drove up to the university

late on a Sunday afternoon

and shot out a dozen
windows of the women's dorm.

It was between
semesters. No one was hit.

Doctor, what are
the chances of you

talking that man
down off that hill?

Not good.

All right, Duke.

Where did you place
your best marksmen?

Here, here and here.

My gun is jammed.

Paul, stay put!

I'll get back when
he stops to reload.

I want him in his
car and out of here.

He's not grandstanding...

Out of here! That's an order.

That punk ain't nothing.

Anybody can hit
a kanaka my size.

You're not gonna
chew me out for...

For going up there,
are you, Steve?

I'm gonna leave
that to Duke, Paul.

He can't do nothing.

I'm... I'm on vacation.

Yeah.

Looks like you're
having a great time.

You know, I can't think
of one good reason

that I don't hate your guts

for letting that sniper
out of a hospital

to kill one good cop
and gun down two more.

Not when he served
notice twice before.

Neither can I.
Not a good reason.

Then what the hell is he doing
walking around the streets?

McGarrett, there
are not enough beds.

That's not a good
reason, but it is a reason.

You mean to tell me

that he's the least
disturbed patient you had?

And you let him go to make
room for people who were worse?

We don't have
the time or the staff

to decide which
patient is worse.

All we can do is to help them,

to work with them,
to try to calm them.

To help them find a
way of coping with society

and life outside the hospital.

And then when they
appear stable enough,

we have to send them home

and make room for
more disturbed people.

You mean, here's a
tranquilizer, here's your hat.

Is that what you're
talking about?

We play the cards we're
dealt and do the best we can.

Then what have we got
on top of that hill, doctor?

A sniper.

A man that's got a
passion so terrific to him

that shooting and
killing strangers

is easier to live with.

Usually it's a guilt
over an incestuous drive

toward a mother,
sometimes a sister.

That's the psychodynamics of it.

Yeah, but what's the
reality of it, doctor?

What's the reality of it? How...?
How...? How disturbed is he?

How many more does he
have to kill, before he quits?

He won't stop.

Whatever was disturbing
him has boiled over.

He's not thinking. He can't.

He's not concerned with
the consequences of his act.

All he wants is out.

Why didn't he commit suicide?

That's exactly what he's doing.

You mean that there's no way,

no way you can talk him down?

Well, we might get lucky
and hit the right button.

It's a long shot,
but worth a try.

Let's go.

Bill Shem, Dr. Fernando
wants to talk with you.

Bill, this is Dr. Fernando.

Whatever is hanging
you up can be fixed.

We wanna help you.

You're safe.

Everything will be okay

if you just leave the gun
there and come down.

Bill, can you hear me?

You know me. I never conned you.

I never put you down.

You got trouble. I
wanna help you, Bill.

You know there's help.
All you have to do is take it.

Just take it, Bill.

Now leave the gun there
and come down and we'll talk.

This is Mrs. Shem, Steve.

Thank you for coming, Mrs.
Shem. We need your help.

You remember me, Mrs. Shem?

I'm Dr. Fernando.
I was Bill's doctor.

We had a talk one afternoon.

Where is he?

In the bunker
on top of that hill.

And we need your
help to get him down.

I won't. You'll kill him.

I won't. No. We
don't want Bill hurt,

and he won't be hurt if he
comes down off that hilltop.

I can't help you. Now, please,

all we want you to do is talk
to him over a loudspeaker.

Get him to talk with us.

Tell him that nobody's
gonna shoot at him

if he comes down.

He don't wanna
hear anything I say.

He'd get mad or something
if he... If he knew I was here.

He would.

Mr. McGarrett might
understand better

if you tell him what you told
me that afternoon at the hospital.

No.

It'll help Bill, Mrs. Shem.

How long have you
and Bill been married?

Thirteen months, but...

Thirteen months.

Where did you meet
him, Mrs. Shem?

Where'd you meet your husband?

I work in a restaurant.

I met him there in Pearl City.

See, he came to the restaurant.

He's...

He's a nice man.

Talks soft.

Says thank you.

We... We went to, uh...

O-on the plane to Maui
f-for our honeymoon.

When we got to
the hotel, Bill...

Bill went to get some
cigarettes and to make a call.

I went to the room.

Bill never came.

I know you'll help us if you
could, and maybe you can.

Do you remember
who it was he...?

He called when
he called on Maui?

His mother.

McGARRETT: Mother
live on Maui? I don't know.

All he said was, uh:

"Honey, you go, and...

"you go to the room
and wait for me.

I'm gonna call my mama
and get some cigarettes."

That's what he
said. Nothing else.

We'll get somebody to
take you home, Mrs. Shem.

Oh, no. No, please. Let...
Let me stay here. I have to.

He's my husband,
I have to stay here.

All right. Doc, will you, uh,
take care of her, please?

Kono, contact Maui Police.

Maui communications
center, this is Five-0, over.

This is Maui P.D., over.

Maui, this is McGarrett.

We're trying to locate
a Mrs. William T. Shem,

S-H-E-M, believed
to live on Maui.

We have an emergency
situation here. First-priority request.

We read you, Five-0. Stand
by, your request is being handled.

Okay, fill them in.

If they find her,

I want her on a plane in
the air as soon as possible.

Danno, you better have Duke
unpack the bulletproof gear.

And the small cans of tear gas.

Danno, you better line up
some volunteers for a rush.

I'm gonna hop into
the chopper and see

if there isn't a better side
to go up than this one.

He's gonna slaughter anybody
crossing that open ground.

Hello, helicopter?

Go, Kono.

Maui Police found that lady.

She said she got a
son named William,

but he ain't the same one.

And she won't come. No way.

Call the attorney general,
have her subpoenaed.

Get verbal permission to move.

No time for paperwork.

Tell him I'll accept
full responsibility.

Right, boss.

And tell Maui I want that
woman on a plane now.

Will do. Anything else?

Yeah, find out how
Tommy Ewa and Paul are.

I already did, boss.
Tommy's okay.

Big Paul died on the
way to the hospital.

Mr. McGarrett, you had no
business bringing me here.

Now,

this maniac could not
possibly be my son.

You have a son named
William Thomas Shem.

Yes, but he is not this idiot...

McGARRETT: He was hospitalized
here on Oahu about a year ago

after a sniping incident.

He lives on Oahu,

but he's never
been in the hospital.

Oh, not since he
was 7 years old.

Mrs. Shem, that
sniper on top of the hill

was hospitalized here some
time between February and May.

Did you see your
son during that time?

He seldom comes to Maui,

and I never come
to this pesthole.

Did you speak to him or get any
mail from him during that time?

Oh, my son writes me
twice a week. Every week.

Were any of the letters
from the state hospital?

He's not a lunatic.

My son would never
do anything like this.

Is this your picture, Mrs. Shem?

You know it is.
Where did you get it?

In that sniper's apartment.

Are you Bill's mama?

Who's this tramp?

I'm not a tramp!

This lady is your son's wife.

I wasn't never, honest.

I'm a good girl.

Do I have to put
up with that also?

McGARRETT: Look,
whether you like it or not,

the man up on top
of that hill is your son.

Now, unless you talk
to him and get him down,

we're gonna have
to go up after him.

He's already killed
two police officers,

and he's seriously
wounded another.

Now, if he doesn't
give himself up,

there's gonna be more bloodshed.

And when it's all over,

the probability is
that he'll be dead.

Is that what you want?

Oh, that's not my son up there.

That is your son.

And what I want you to do

is try to make some
contact with him

and get him to come down

before he turns that hill
into a slaughterhouse.

That is not my son.

He is not a maniac who
goes around shooting at people

for no reason.

He's sick and he's
dangerous, Mrs. Shem.

Now, are you gonna help him?

I repeat, that
maniac is not my son.

Down about 200 yards west
of the bunker there's a rise.

You can get a
good shot from there

if we can draw Shem
to the front of the bunker.

Now, when I give the signal,

the pilot will start dropping
tear gas and smoke.

We'll open up from
this side of the slope

to try to draw his attention.

With any luck, you
can get to the rise

without him seeing you.

Stay under cover.
Use the walkie-talkie

to let us know
you're in position.

Now, you may only have
one shot, so don't miss, Danno.

If you do, he'll have you
dead to right. He won't miss.

Yeah, I know.

You walk soft and
careful, brother.

H.P.D. Chopper
1, this is McGarrett.

Go.

Okay, Steve. I
made it into position.

McGARRETT: Hold your fire.

Good, Danno.

I'll try to pull
him to the front.

Be careful.

Give me a bullhorn.

Bill Shem.

Bill Shem.

Bill Shem, this is your
last chance to come out.

Give yourself up.

Steve.

I missed him.

Hold on, Danno. Hold on.

We're coming after you.

He'll chop you to pieces.

Let's go.

I got him.

Danno? Danno?

How are you, Danno? I'll live.

Yeah. Yeah, I think you will.

Well done, Danno.

Duke?

Duke, get a doctor up
here for Danno right away.

I'll be back.