Hawaii Five-O (1968–1980): Season 5, Episode 13 - I'm a Family Crook - Don't Shoot! - full transcript

The Lovejoys, a family of grifters, make a bigger score than they ever imagined. The problem is they've ripped off a mobster who wants his money back -- and will gladly kill to do so.

( upbeat surf theme playing)

Well, ladies.

This is your lucky day.

Will you tell me?

As your lawyer, it is
my duty to inform you,

$5,000 you found...

will be yours in 30 days.

Oh, wow.

Now, who actually
found the money?

Me. Well, now, wait a minute.

I was with her when
she picked it up.



Then the law says you
divide the money equally,

provided you make proper
application to the court.

Now, as I've told you, that
involves writ of certiorari,

state and county tax stamps,

affidavit transcript
fees, ad hoc infinitum.

A total of $1,000.

In other words, we
spend $500 each

to get back 5,000?

That's it.

Here's my 500.

Oh, wow, my lousy son-in-law

only gave me 200
bucks. Will that do?

Well... (mouths): Please.

It'll have to do.



Now, I'll file the
necessary papers,

and I'll call you in
approximately 30 days,

as soon as court
approval comes through.

You can pick up the
money in my office. My card.

There we are. Thank you.

Thank you. Bye, ladies.

Bye. Bye-bye.

(both giggling)

What a day. What
a break, I tell you.

What a fantastic break.

Hey, there's a cab. Are
you going east or west?

North. Okay, I'll see you later.

Ah-ha. Bye-bye. Bye-bye.

Aloha.

( mysterious theme playing)

How'd it go, Daddy?

Oh, honey. Like
plucking fruit off...

Wow. Ah.

(laughs) Well, Mr. Lovejoy,

can I pick a mark
or can I pick a mark?

Miss Lovejoy, honey,
your instincts are pure gold.

A few more like today,
and you'll go to college.

Well, why not a few
more now, today?

It's still early.

Why not? Yeah, why not?

Yeah, why not?

Oh, Arnold, I think
we're gonna love Hawaii.

Oh, yeah.

(humming)

McGARRETT: Frank Butrell,
Charlie Walters' bagman.

Every Friday he
takes the same route.

Makes no attempt
to hide it, change it.

In broad daylight.

As if he's telling the
world this is Charlie's town.

Wanna stay in business?

Pay him off.

Shut up or you get
your head broken.

The route ends here at Charlie's
house every Friday at 4:00.

The kingpin himself:
Charlie Walters.

Today we move
in at five after 4.

Grab 'em together: Butrell,

the money and Charlie.

And the little black
book, if we get lucky.

One witness. One witness
can put him away for ten to 20.

McGARRETT: Frank Butrell,
your friendly accountant.

( mellow theme playing)

(speaking inaudibly)

RHODA: Officer.

Officer.

Yes. Hello, can I help you?

Could you tell me how
to find this address?

Well, let's see.

You got a mark? Oh, a beauty.

Looks like a bookkeeper. Oh.

And rich too. I saw him
give the cabdriver a $5 bill.

Yeah? Uh-huh.

There he is. Coming
out of the furniture store.

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

A real pussycat, huh?

Units 3 and 4, report in.

Unit 4 to Control. In
position. Standing by.

OFFICER: Unit 3 to Control.

In position and standing by.

All units posted and
ready to go, Steve.

It's now 3:30.

Butrell should be
crossing the corner

of Waialae and Koko Head Avenue.

One more pickup, and he
heads for Charlie Walters.

Get ready to grab Butrell.

But no shooting.

Just a little iron on the skull.

And watch out for cops.

Daddy, Daddy, please
come home. Come, please.

Hold it. GIRL: Why
don't you use the paper...

Daddy, we all need
you... What is this?

There's something
screwy going on.

Please, come back. We have to...

Will you let go of me?

You have to pay our
bills. You have to help us.

What? What's going on
here? You stop hitting that child.

I never saw this kid before
in my life. I'm not hitting her.

Please come back,
Daddy. Now, just go on.

Someone help me.
Let's call a policeman.

What kind of a
human being is this?

Officer. Quickly,
quickly, quickly.

He's mad. He's mad.
Hold it, hold it, hold it.

Hold it. Hold it.

Hold it!

What's the
trouble? I'll tell you.

He was molesting that
child. Molesting? Now, look.

I watched him for five
minutes. All right, wait a minute.

All right, all right.
Hold it, hold it.

Let's see some
identification. Identification?

Just arrest him. What
do you do with molesters?

Ask for their identification?

Let's see your ID.
Take the man away.

Hey, hold it,
kid! Stop that kid.

(all yelling)

Follow that kid.

I'll get the kid. You stay
here. Nobody let him move.

Don't worry, I'll take
care of this man.

You're not gonna
hit that child again.

Hit that child again over my...

( suspenseful theme playing)

Over my dead body
will... (screaming)

Steve?

Yeah, Danno. Got
something funny.

Don't know how to
read it. What is it?

Butrell just drove up to
Charlie's house without the bag.

Without the bag? It can't be.

We checked him at three
previous surveillance points.

He had the bag with him.

He sure doesn't have it now.

Must've been tipped.

No way, Steve.

No other way. All right,
Danno, shut it down, come in.

He pulled a gun on
me. In broad daylight,

a defenseless woman.

I'm telling you
something, Arnold,

the streets are
not safe anymore.

All right, Rhoda.
All right. All right.

How many times
you gonna tell us?

Oh, I really don't
understand you.

Your own wife nearly gets
killed, and you don't care.

I care. I care.
You... No, you don't.

You obviously
don't. I care, I care.

You picked him.
It was your mark.

Hm.

And you? What about you?

I said to you, "Get his wallet."

"His wallet," not his suitcase.

I nearly get killed,
and for what?

For some yellow scratch
pads, some old sales slips...

Rhoda. Rhoda. Rhoda.

You have to think. What?
Why don't you take it easy

and stop complaining
for a minute?

Now, we've got the case.

Why don't we open it
up and see what's in it?

What could be in it? Yeah.

All right. Get over there.

(grunts)

Do you see what I see?

(chuckling)

Oh.

The greening of
the Lovejoys. Heh.

Oh, my genius.

Oh! My little genius.

(laughs)

Vassar, Radcliffe,

even University of Wisconsin.

You'll go to college. Oh.

Wait a minute. Wait a
minute. You're such a princess.

Before you get to
Bryn Mawr, look at that.

RHODA: Brass knuckles? Yeah.

And here's a list of
addresses and amounts.

Look at that. Weekly take:

$98,214.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

You mean that we flimflammed
some big shot from the...?

Big shot. From the mobs. Yeah.

Rhoda, we got
to get out of here.

No. No! Wait a minute. Hello.

No, will you wait
a minute? Hello.

You listen. Hello. Hello.

Get me... Give me... Hello,

get me the... Get me the
airlines desk in the lobby.

No! First place they're
gonna look is the airlines.

They're gonna figure we're
gonna skip with the money.

Yeah. (hangs up)

Yeah, you're right.

They'll have every gate covered.

Yeah, with guns and muscles.

Where do we run?

You lost a hundred grand?!

What are you giving
me?! Not lost, Charlie.

I was... I was conned,
I was scammed.

Look, three people:
a woman, a kid

and a guy dressed up like a cop.

A guy named Shibata!
Ain't that what you mean?

He's been trying to muscle
in on me for years, and now

he did it through
you, huh? No, Charlie!

What kind of deal did
he make with you, Frank?

You split down the middle,
and Shibata gets my list, huh?

What kind of deal?!

No deal. It was a con.
I swear to you, Charlie.

Yeah, I know. A woman, kid,

and a guy dressed like a cop.

Charlie...

suppose he was
telling us the truth?

Ah, come on.

Suppose he was.

Then I made a terrible mistake.

( dramatic theme playing)

( lively theme playing)

(bell rings)

I tried to stop 'em, Charlie,
but... All right, Willie.

It's all right. We've
got nothing to hide.

Come on in, McGarrett. Sit down.

Someone else I'd ask
for a warrant, but, uh, you?

You're always welcome.

Let's talk about Frank Butrell.

Oh, what about Frank?

Game time, Charlie?

Well, you don't
play, you don't win.

What cards you
holding, McGarrett?

We knew Frank came
here yesterday at 4:00

without the bag.

And what's left of Frank

was found in Ke'ehi
Lagoon this morning.

What happened, Charlie?
He double-cross you?

Bag? Double-cross? Uh-huh.

What else could account
for three bullet holes

in his fancy shirt?

Oh, what a terrible
thing to happen.

To a nice shirt.

You like that? Thirty bucks.

Without the monogram.

That's not for you,
McGarrett. Okay, Charlie.

On a cop's salary, you
stick to bargain basements,

McGarrett.

I want candy. So get candy.

You know how to get candy.
Oh, and get a paper too.

Will you stop
rattling that thing?

I can't help it. One suitcase
inside of another one. That...

Shh.

Mr. Roebling. Yes?

This is your lucky day. Oh?

We're the Lovejoys, Suite 412.

Oh, yes.

That is, that's the name
we're traveling under.

Fashion design, one
must take precautions.

Industrial espionage.

You know?

Sneaky peeky.

Uh, yes.

Oh, this is Miss Rhoda.
My fashion coordinator.

Hiya, pal. How do you do?

We have these darling
Hawaiian designs

for our new fall show.

No one must see
them before publication.

You know what I mean?

Don't worry about
a thing, Mr. Lovejoy.

Thank you.

Sir, can I have change
for a quarter, please?

Why, certainly.

And take out for this candy.

Alrighty. And a paper too.

Keep the change.

Well, thanks, but that's
really not necessa...

Did that kid give me a quarter?

Mommy, Daddy, look!

( dramatic theme playing)

Hurry. All right, all right.

Ships. Ships.

Ships. Sailing. The back.

Ships. Ships sailing tomorrow.
Tomorrow. Tomorrow. There.

Mercury. Mercury, Plato,
The Medici, Cornwall.

Cornwall? Isn't that
the one? Okay. Yeah.

Come on. Hurry, baby. Hurry.

( mysterious theme playing)

(people chattering)

Are you Mr. Quan?

(speaking inaudibly)

My wife and daughter.

Perhaps... Perhaps
we could, uh...

Perhaps we could sit here.

I'll grab them.

(clears throat) Mr. Quan...

we're the Lovejoys.

We're friends of, um...

Red Colby in New Orleans.

Uh, Pier 21.

Red said if we ever
needed a favor...

What kind of favor?

(clears throat)

We wanna sail.

All three of us.
To the mainland.

That's easy. That's easy.

Go to the office and
buy some tickets.

Uh, n-no, you see, well...

Huh, we... We
have... A slight, um...

Yeah, I bet you do. Heh.

Three people, third
class, 1800 bucks.

Okay.

Plus, two grand more

for listing you under
the name of Smith.

You got that much?

We'll get it.

You have it here at 4 today.

Here? Here.

We sail at 10 in the morning.

Four o'clock. With the money.

Mr. Quan, we'll...
We'll be here.

Hm.

I figured as much.

Was this the man?
Was it Frank Butrell?

Mr. Frazier, we know that
he was in your store on Friday.

We know because
we had him staked out.

We know what he did
to you and the others,

but we need a witness
to prove it in court.

Now, Butrell is dead,

but there'll be other
bagmen like him

unless we grab
the man at the top.

Will you help us?

I don't know what
you're talking about.

CHARLIE: Don't buy it!

Now... I want the truth.

What happened to my money?

My lists?

Because if I don't get it,

your boss Shibata's gonna
have a new home in a box.

And you likewise.

Now, give it to me
nice and straight.

And no bull about a woman,

a kid and a guy
dressed like a cop.

( slow, dramatic theme playing)

We'll just get the money
and we'll get our passage,

and everything will be...

RHODA: We are dealing with
savages. Ruthless savages!

Take it easy. Things
could be worse.

They are.

(gasps)

(tires squealing)

Put her down.
What are you doing?

Mom! Put her down.

You let her go
and give her to me.

Don't you come near her.

RHODA: Would you
just stop pushing?

Okay!

Would you just stop
pushing? Just cut it...

Let's not waste any time.

You got the dough
and the black book.

You tell me where...
or she goes now.

The dough. Where's
the dough? Arnold.

It's... It's in the
h-hotel. In... In the safe.

But... But I gotta
get it out myself.

They won't give
it to anybody else.

All right, we'll go together.

MAN: Hey, boss. Bad
news. Come here quick.

Oh.

Charlie.

(tires squealing)

Boys.

Too many of 'em.
Let's get out of here.

I'll talk to you later.

( suspenseful theme playing)

( dramatic theme playing)

(car starts, tires squealing)

No, there's nothing. Nothing.

Come on.

Open it.

(snaps)

Lovejoys.

Lovejoys.

The con men?

Could be.

Get word out on
the coconut wireless.

I give a G, a big one, to
anyone who fingers 'em.

( dramatic theme playing)

(door closes)

What a mess.

Looks like those pictures
from St. Valentine's Day.

We're gonna get what
they never got in Chicago.

What's that?

A conviction.

What've we got?

Impressions on a pad.

Looks like a name.

Yeah.

McGARRETT: Lovejoys.

Get out an APB.

Anyone with this
name on the island,

I want 'em picked up.

RHODA: Now, this is
terrific. This is terrific.

I... I really needed Hawaii.

I really needed
pistols in my face.

All right, Rhoda. All right.

Coming here wasn't my idea.

What? Now it's
my fault, I suppose.

My fault? All right,
who picked the mark?

Well, who picked the scam, huh?

Oh, so now it's my fault, is it?

If the shoe fits, wear
it. (knocking on door)

Right. If the shoe
fits, wear it. Mom?

That's right. Daddy?

We knew when we
were well-off... Mommy?

You should never... Mommy?

Don't bring my mother
into it, when I'm...

Mommy! What?! What, what?

Someone's knocking.

(knocking on door)

(gasps)

Come on. Here. I'm coming.

Here. Get your... Quick.

Ahem. Who is it?

DANNO: Five-0. State police.

(gasps)

Uh, stall him. Stall him.

I'll see if I can find
a way out of here.

Right. Stall. Okay.

What? Arnold!

You cannot go out the window.

You're not Errol Flynn.

You got a better idea? Yes.

I'll handle this. I'll
just... I'll handle it.

Just... Sh. I'm
gonna handle this.

Uh... can you show
any identification?

DANNO: Yes, if
you'll open the door.

(quietly): No. no, no. Uh...

(whispers): What
am I gonna do?

(normal voice): Just a second.

Whatever you do,
don't open the door.

(whispers): Will
you do something?

(normal voice):
Just a second, please!

Don't. Don't. Don't open.

Oh.

Yes? Here's the ID.

And I've got some
news for your husband.

What?

We've got a man on the roof
and we've got a man below.

The news is: forget it.

You arrived in Hawaii
September the 8th.

You've been staying
at the Hula Hotel

without any visible
means of support.

This child in school?

We do our own tutoring.

Between tutoring, you've
had five arrests in five states.

For bunco, swindling and fraud.

What did you think
Hawaii was gonna be?

One big, fat, juicy pineapple?

Oh, no. No, Mr. McGarrett.

No, that's... That's
all in the past.

We're here to start a new life.

We've reformed.

By grabbing take-money from
the toughest mob in Honolulu?

We've pieced the story together

from actual
eyewitnesses to the heist.

It involved a woman, a child...

and a man in a
policeman's uniform.

Chin, how about a...
An ice cream soda

for this little girl, huh?

Okay.

Now, not chocolate. You
know how you break out.

You promise me
now, no chocolate.

Okay.

(door closes)

You're in trouble, my
friends, you know that?

That bag had lists
of... extortion victims,

and Walters has got to
assume that you saw those lists,

which makes you witnesses.

Now, whether they get
their money back or not,

they're not gonna
let you stay alive.

Now, you've got only one chance.

And that's with us.

You help us get
Charlie Walters...

and I'll see that
you get protection

and safe conduct
back to the mainland.

I'm thinking about the child.

I'd hate to see her in an
orphanage at that early age.

(sighs) Mr. McGarrett...

we're small potatoes,
you know that.

This Walters, those people,
they're in a different league.

Look, we can't exist
unless they let us.

We break the rules,
the game is over.

And they can find us anywhere.

And the first rule:

no deals with cops.

Your lives are in
danger, you know that?

Your lives are in danger.

And you're buying their rules?

We have to.

It's the life we're in.

Life? For... For how long?

All right, you may go.

Good luck. You're gonna need it.

Sure enough. They checked
a suitcase at the desk.

But wrong description.

Bigger? Right.

All right, Danno. Don't
let it out of your sight.

Get a court order, but
don't make a move on it.

I want Charlie to
go after that bag

and have it when we grab him.

( upbeat theme playing)

( dramatic theme playing)

Were the Lovejoys expecting you?

In a way, yes.

You see, uh...
we're old friends.

I'll tell you what, uh...

we'll just wait for them.

Now what? We can't get the
money. No money, no ship.

Well, we'll just have to
work for it. Now. Come on.

Come on.

Your daddy and I
have to go to work.

You know where you're going.

Double feature. With popcorn?

G rating. GP.

Oh, don't argue. Let's go!

Just ask for Mr. Bartlett.

He'll give you a job

and a place where you can stay.

Oh.

Reverend, I just...

I don't know what to say.

You've said it all
by coming here,

right after being
released from prison.

Well, it's just... my lucky day.

You know, we're gonna
need a car for a few hours.

To move some of
our stuff out of storage.

Oh, yeah.

( slow, playful theme playing)

You wouldn't happen...

Oh, thou of little faith.

Wherefore didst thou doubt?

MAN 1: I'll lend you 600, with
the car as collateral, Reverend.

ARNOLD: May the Lord bless thee.

MAN 2: One thousand with
the car as collateral, Reverend.

ARNOLD: And keep thee.

MAN 3: Cash deal. I'll give
you 1400 bucks for the car

if the radio works.

And deliver thee
to life eternal.

Amen.

Twenty-seven, 28, 29, $3,250.

The deal was 3800.

Mr. Quan, we ran out of time.

Yeah, w... We'll
get the rest tonight.

No good. The deal's off.
Oh, please, please, please.

We'll have it here first
thing in the morning.

And if we don't, you
don't have to take us.

What've you got to
lose? Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

(phone ringing)

First thing in the morning.

Lovejoy.

Who... Who wants them?

BARTENDER: Telephone.

Nobody knows
we're here but Quan.

N... No one. The Lovejoys
are another couple.

They just... They just left.

You better answer this phone,

or somebody's gonna get hurt.

Yes? CHARLIE: So...

we finally meet, Mr. Lovejoy.

Seems we got
mutual acquaintances

in the shipping business.

Who is this? What do you want?

I wanna make a deal with you.

You've got something of mine,

I've got something of yours.

So we'll trade.

What do you mean you've
got something of mine?

( dramatic theme playing)

Mommy.

Daddy.

Here, I'll take it.
Thank you, Danny.

Any trouble picking it up?

No. Just showed my badge and ID.

Easy. Attagirl, Betty.

Oh, there's a call here
from Juvenile for you.

Thanks, Steve.

All there? All there.

Money, the lists,
the brass knucks,

just the way we found it.

And it's exactly how
you're gonna return it too.

Except first, uh, Chin?

Here, dust this
and photocopy it.

Now, we tie this
money in with Charlie,

or we don't stand
a chance in court.

We have to mark the money.

What if he notices something?

Our child could get killed.

We'll just have to
see that he doesn't.

You, uh... You people
took a chance coming here,

asking for our help.

For your kid's sake, are you
prepared to take one more?

Che.

This is a transmitter.
Self-contained, transistorized.

( mysterious theme playing)

(doorbell rings)

Mommy, Daddy.

Oh, baby! Baby.

Oh.

How are you, genius?

I'm okay. Don't
worry. Don't worry.

She's fine.

We took good care of the kid.

Well... we've got some business.

Right?

Open it.

Mm.

Looks okay.

But "looks" ain't "is."

Get the doctor.

Chemistry negative.

Now we test for radiology.

( ominous theme playing)

Radiology negative.
The money's clean.

Count it.

Eighty-eight thousand,
two hundred and fourteen.

Okay.

Where's the rest of it?

The rest of it? It's all...

Ten thousand more. Where is it?!

Hold it, hold it.

Hold it.

(pulsing sound)

That's it. That's it.

All cars. All cars.
Move into target area.

( action theme playing)

(tires squealing)

Now...

you folks are gonna take
a nice ride in the country.

Wait a minute, we did our part.

You promised you'd let us go.

Oh, but I am.

All the way to
Kahuku Point. Charlie.

Come here.

Get the back. Get the back.

You pukey little
double-crossers. I ought to...

Back alley full of cops.
They're all over the place.

(banging on door)

In the incinerator. Burn it!

Five-0.

What now, McGarrett?

A ticket for overtime parking?

Looks like you could
afford it, Charlie.

Yeah, that's nice, ain't it?

You know, I've been
saving ever since I was a kid.

Nothing wrong
with that, is there?

We'll soon find out. Che?

(machine crackling)

That's yours, not mine.

Hot money you brought
in here to frame me.

Look, the rest
of it's mine, but...

But not this. This is theirs.

He's offering you a bribe,
Arnold. What do you say?

That's your money,
Mr. Walters. All of it.

That's the money we
took from Frank Butrell

and brought to you.

We'll testify to that.

You see, Charlie. Don't
mess around with Errol Flynn.

Now, book him.

Chin, mark this for evidence.

CHARLIE: You set me up,
McGarrett. This is entrapment.

I'm entitled to a call! I
wanna see my lawyer!

Three thousand, two
hundred and fifty dollars.

The money you gave
Quan on the docks.

You never give up, do you?

This'll cover the
reverend's car,

loans from two companies
and a few other odds and ends.

Now, I think we can
persuade these people

not to press charges,

providing you promise
never to come back to Hawaii.

Promise?

They promise.

Oh, yes. Of course.
Of course we promise.

Sure, prom... Promise.

Danno.

Three tickets to the mainland.

Plane leaves in an hour.

Your bags are all packed, and

there's a car waiting
for you downstairs.

Okay. Well.

Thank you. Thank
you very much. Yep.

( mysterious theme playing)

Arnold.

Arnold, look what I found.

There must be
hundreds of dollars there.

Maybe even thousands.

Well, uh... can we keep it?

Well, if we put up the
money for legal fees.

Oh, but it's... It's his car.

Shouldn't we share it with him?

Yes.

Yes, we should.

We'll tell him. Driver?

Oh, driver?

This is your lucky day.

(tires squeal)

( upbeat theme playing)

( upbeat surf theme playing)