Hawaii Five-O (1968–1980): Season 5, Episode 23 - The Diamond That Nobody Stole - full transcript
A cat burglar robs a former CIA agent of a diamond pendant and a roll of microfilm. The film contains military secrets and soon agents from China and Russia, along with its original owner, begin vying for its possession.
You have graced our
home, Mr. Ambassador.
It is you, Christina,
who graced this home
with your beauty and kindness.
Oh, monsieur, a princess
always remains a princess,
although transplanted
from her native soil.
Your husband appreciates you.
Are you tired?
A little.
You?
Yes, from all the smiling.
You know, you're
incredibly beautiful.
You know, I think everyone
had a splendid time.
Little gala of yours was
absolutely marvelous.
Thank you, darling. My zipper?
Yes.
It is a superb hostess.
And a beautiful woman.
Thank you, dear.
Anything wrong, dear?
No. No.
Nothing. Come here.
Mm.
Steve, all set.
I want a conviction
this time, Danno.
If the tip is good,
we'll make it stick.
Okay. Take him.
Let's go, Chin.
This is a search warrant.
It's, uh, Williams, isn't it?
You know the routine.
I wanna see
receipts on everything
you've got in here,
including the dust.
Of course, of course.
But you've seen most
of this stuff before.
There's some cheap
watches back in the safe.
We'll get to it.
Of course, of course.
Hey, do I have to wait
for the police station
to make my phone call?
Hey, open this lock.
Why?
We hear you don't
trust your own safe.
The jacket. Let's go.
Worth about 200 bucks.
It's on his books with a price
and date but no bill of sale.
Anything else?
Yeah, a typewriter.
Same deal.
Penny ante.
Allen will give the
judge some tale of woe
about a tourist being
down on his luck.
This is the only other thing
we came up with, Steve.
But it has a bill of sale.
McGARRETT: Wow.
No tourist hocked that.
Chin, see if the
seller checks out.
You like 10-to-1 against?
No bet. Just tell
Allen to come in.
It's not listed on
our hot sheet, Steve.
Try H.P.D. overnights.
Right.
Right over here.
My lawyer said you have
to charge me or release me.
Why was this hidden?
My shop's been
knocked over eight times
in the last six months.
Where did you get it?
I have a terrible memory
for names and faces.
Man or woman? Man.
I think.
Tall? Short? Your height? What?
I was sitting down. I'm sorry.
How old was he?
Can't remember.
Hawaiian, uh,
Caucasian, Oriental?
Mr. McGarrett,
I can describe to you
within a tenth of a carat
any gem that I have paid
for in the last five years.
But faces?
It's an anonymous business.
People with need of
my money all look alike.
The less you remember,
the more obvious it becomes
you knew this pendant was hot.
Well, it didn't appear
on any hot sheet
the police send around.
How could I know?
Because you paid $8,000
for something worth 40.
I'm a bargain hunter.
You're a fence.
Prove it.
You know, if this does turn up
on a couple of hot sheets
in the next couple of weeks,
you're gonna be
out quite a few thou.
That would be very upsetting.
His bill of sale
shows an address
six blocks out in the
middle of the Pacific.
Hm. You better get
that lawyer down here.
What charge?
Your bill of sale has a
phony name and address.
Someone lied to me.
Can't trust anyone these days.
Still no proof of crime.
We'll prove it.
Well, if you do, Mr. McGarrett,
just give me a call.
Oh.
By the way, you can't keep
my jewelry more than three days
without proving it's stolen.
We will have to
return it, you know.
Tell Duke I want
H.P.D. on the streets
with 8-by-10s of this pendant.
Every manufacturing
jeweler, every jewelry store.
You and Danno check
insurance companies.
Find out who this
was stolen from
and why nobody reported it.
I cannot wait longer.
Do not keep my
heart in expectation.
Mama, you must be patient
for just one more moment.
Now you may open your eyes.
Lovely. Lovely.
Happy birthday, Mother.
Oh, thank you,
Christina. Happy birthday.
Oh, thank you, my Michi.
If you're a very good girl,
you may play with
the bird afterwards.
You know, it is
said the nightingale
will sing his true song
only for one of royal blood.
Now, shall we see
if he sings for me?
Yes.
Oh, all right.
You see?
It answered back.
You and I, my child, are
the last of the royal line.
If I could die in my
room at the palace,
I would die at peace.
Now, Mama, you know that
the islands are very beautiful.
That your presence makes
them even more beautiful.
Excuse me, sir? The telephone.
All right.
Thank you.
Hello. This is
Mr. Djebara speaking.
I got something of
yours. You want it back,
go to the phone booth
on the corner of
Wahi and Vineyard.
Go now and wait there.
Yes? MAN: Cash, 50,000.
Where?
I'll let you know later.
You've got 48 hours.
I need at least 72 hours.
All right.
Small bills. No sequences.
All right, agreed.
Yeah, I can tell you about it.
Unique.
Very special.
You ever make a setting like it?
Not even before my retirement.
Would a fence make
it to reset a hot stone?
No. That's handcrafted.
Phoenician method.
Only two guys on the
island can make this kind.
One, he dead already.
And the other?
The other?
He's an amateur.
Professor at the
University of Hawaii.
Pouring gold in the ancient
Phoenician method is my hobby.
I came upon it in my
studies of the crafts
of the ancient Middle
Eastern kingdoms.
Now, watch this.
I pour the molten
gold into the ice water.
The results: unpredictable.
Perhaps one out of 50 I keep
and develop into a setting
for a fine piece of jewelry.
And the rest?
Oh, I'll show you.
Like most of them, recycled.
Back into the crucible.
Exactly.
Professor, I'd like you to,
uh, exam this if you would.
Ah. Yes.
A felicitous pouring.
Yours?
I made this about two years ago.
And the stone?
Exquisite, isn't it?
Madame selected
that from her collection.
Madame?
Madame Souvang.
A dear and old friend.
One of the last of the
royal families of Indochina.
And you made it for her?
No, I made it for
her son-in-law.
For his wife.
A gift. An anniversary
gift, I believe.
D-did you know him?
Slightly.
He traveled a great deal.
Some sort of an international
trade broker, I believe.
That is before he retired
and married the
madame's daughter.
His name is, uh, Djebara.
Oh, mon chéri, that's
the last time, okay?
Please, again?
All right. Maman.
I don't think we
scheduled a meeting.
You have our down payment.
We are waiting.
Is there a difficulty?
Nothing I can't control.
Yesterday you asked for a
very large loan from your bank.
Yes.
Well, you see, I have
many business affairs.
Only one that concerns
your government.
They want what they've
made a payment on.
Do you want the film or
the down payment back?
The film.
Good.
Three days, I'll have the film.
You have the rest of the money.
You know, I really think
that's quite impossible.
Safes are opened
every day, Mr. Djebara.
Mr. McGarrett, not this one.
It has a special burglar alarm,
and I've got the only key.
May we take a look?
Oh, I insist we do.
Please follow me up the stairs.
Bonjour, Papa. Bonjour, Michi.
We go for our daily
walk to hear the birds.
Mama, this is Mr. McGarrett,
a business associate of mine.
This is Madame Souvang.
Madame.
You are welcome in our home.
Thank you.
And this is my lovely
daughter, Michi.
Hi. Hi, honey.
Goodbye. Please.
Hm.
May I see that key, please?
Yes, of course.
There we go.
It's mercury.
You mean, in the lock?
Yeah.
The alarm works
by electrical current.
Opening the safe
without the key in the lock
breaks the current
and sets the alarm off.
Now, your burglar inserted
mercury in that lock,
thereby maintaining the current,
and he can open the safe
without using the actual key.
Nothing else is gone.
Just the pendant.
You sure?
Yes.
Use your phone?
Yes, of course you may.
Where did the pendant
turn up, Mr. McGarrett?
A fence we know.
Do you know his
name, by any chance?
Yeah. Allen.
Willard Allen.
And you suspect the
burglar was a professional?
Without a doubt.
We've been trying
to nail Allen for years
with proof that he
receives stolen goods.
The pendant was
in his possession,
now we have the proof.
Heh. And I have the pendant.
I'd like to keep it for a
few days as evidence.
Oh, yes, of course.
Perfectly all right.
Che? McGarrett.
I want your boys at
2861 Manoa Road.
Quickly as possible.
I want the works. Right.
Mr. McGarrett, I would
like to ask you one favor.
Please.
My mother-in-law,
Madame Souvang,
is an aristocratic old lady
and still dreaming
of the restoration
of her family in her homeland.
The very thought of
thieves wandering about
in the house is
rather unsettling.
I understand.
My men will be here
and gone in three hours.
Good.
Uh, I'll let myself out.
Thank you again.
That pendant is
worth more than money
to me and my wife.
Goodbye.
Yes?
Be so kind as to give me
the phone number
of Mr. Willard Allen.
A-double-L-E-N.
McGARRETT: Chin, get
Ben and pick up Willard Allen.
I'm just a block away now.
Proof the pendant is stolen.
Now we start to build our case.
The back door's
locked too. Yeah.
Well, you stake this
out. I'll go hit his house.
Okay.
Chin Ho. Patch me
through to McGarrett.
Hold on. He left a number.
Go ahead.
McGARRETT: McGarrett. Steve,
Allen may have gotten
wind of something.
The man's nowhere to be found.
McGARRETT: Yes, he is, Chin.
We found him.
Come on in.
"Cause of death, .38
slug entering the brain
"through the left
posterior mastoid area.
Powder burns, close range."
Wow, get this:
"Nails of the
first three fingers
on the right hand
were torn off."
Allen was killed, but
tortured first. Now, why?
Could be any number
of things, Steve.
Hijacking?
Straight robbery? Everybody
knew he always had
a lot of green on him.
Maybe even holding
out on a client of his
who laid something on him
and wanted it back.
All motives for murder,
Danno, not torture.
Why torture a fence?
For information maybe?
No fence sings easily.
Least of all Allen.
We know that.
But the fingernails of one hand
were torn off and not the other,
which leads me to
believe that whoever it was
got the information
that he wanted
then said thank
you and killed him.
Leaving us not much to go on.
Yeah, like the Djebara robbery.
Duke was checking out
the, uh, cat burglar m.o.
Like who's in town that
could have or might have.
Let me see if he's
got something for us.
Che find anything
at Djebara's place?
Yeah, just one thing.
Black cotton thread
caught in the picture frame
that covers the safe
where the corners meet.
Djebara's?
Hm. No. From a woman's glove.
Nobody at Djebara's owns one.
Including the help.
Danno, get me the
book on Djebara.
Checking the victim, huh?
Sure.
A pendant is
stolen from Djebara.
The fence who
acquires it ends up dead.
What does one thing
have to do with the other?
Probably nothing, but
it's all we've got to go on.
Check Djebara's
friends, acquaintances,
who delivers the groceries.
Chin, you stay with the glove.
Can't be that many people
in the middle of the Pacific
buying black cotton gloves.
Don't!
I told your boss to leave
me alone for 72 hours.
You didn't have to do that.
You wanna kill me?
And risk no deliveries?
Pull the trigger.
You try that again,
I'm gonna leave the clip in.
I just got clearance
from Navy Intelligence
to brief you, Steve.
Djebara was an agent,
counterintelligence,
Southeast Asia.
Late '50s through
the early '60s.
For the Navy?
No. Sometimes CIA.
Sometimes on loan to
friendly governments.
And this dossier is official,
but very, very thin.
Sit down. Thank you.
What about lately?
Blew his cover six years ago.
Got out through Hong
Kong 30 seconds ahead
of a Chinese arrest order.
We refused extradition.
And he's retired now? Yeah.
Leads a very social life.
Lots of friends. Married well.
They live with his
mother-in-law, Madame Souvang.
What about, um, associates?
Uh, any business involvements?
Only activity of late is
accompanying the old lady
every six months
or so to Indochina.
What for?
Madame still has
sizeable holdings there.
Plus a circle of fading nobility
and dreams of ancient glory.
Help you any, Steve?
So far in this case,
commander, nothing helps.
McGARRETT:
Okay, let's run it down.
Turned up six guys
who work the islands.
All use mercury for
the burglar alarm.
All have the skill to
enter a third-story window.
And all work the safe
rather than blow it.
Well, you can strike Peneli.
He got arthritis last year.
He couldn't open
a can of cat food.
This guy went in the
L.A. clink last Tuesday.
Anybody else?
We pulled in three
out of the other four.
Sammy York claims
that he's retired.
They all do.
Jimmy Subishi,
he just came in
from... From Tokyo.
Kenso Lakai's always
been a number-two man.
This was a loner.
Who's the other possible?
Paulo Mahana.
All right. Get out
an APB on Mahana.
Send it to mainland police.
Key city release.
He likes to travel.
Anything on the black gloves?
Most stores thought I
was putting them on,
asking about, eh, black gloves.
Did find two that carried them
for people on the way
back to the mainland.
One pair sold in the
past, eh, three weeks.
Size 5 for a woman.
Great.
A guy bought them.
Tried them on. Said he wore
the same size as his wife.
He's a real little
guy. Like a jockey.
Sammy York.
Sammy York.
"Also known as George York,
also known as Sam Young.
Five-foot-5, 145
pounds, 47 years old."
That's it, 2-G.
Get the front and
rear. I'll take the stairs.
Open up. Five-0.
Anything? Nothing.
Check that wall.
McGARRETT: We've
been had, bruddah.
We've been had.
McGARRETT: All right, folks,
please. Please stand back.
Give us a break, will you?
Give us a break. Thank you.
Ben is getting out an
APB on Sammy York.
Let's case this place.
Poor Sammy. Died hard.
Get Che in here
for latent prints.
We surprised the
killer in the act.
Now, two men involved
in the Djebara robbery,
both murdered and tortured.
It's a nice trinket, Steve,
but not worth two murders.
Double coincidence?
Maybe.
Maybe.
Unless Sammy was trying
to fence something else.
Something really important.
Hello, Lab.
I can't hear you.
Lab?
Hello, Lab?
Hold on a minute, Lab. Hold on.
Steve?
Contact print.
Looks like microfilm.
"Eyes only: National
Security Council.
Top-secret."
Sammy did leave us
a little something, huh?
Safety light.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Look at this.
Developing tank, hypo.
Sammy probably
developed the film,
made a contact print,
top-secret document.
Somebody tortured
him to find it.
But missed this
little protection copy.
Yeah.
Yeah, the only link we
have is Djebara's pendant.
We know Sammy had that.
Pick up Djebara?
No.
No, Danno, tail him.
But I wanna know
every time he blinks.
But keep the tail
loose. Djebara's a pro.
We get too close, he'll spot us.
It's a schematic.
The input network diagram
for our Polaris Missile.
Ah. No wonder
two men were killed.
Sensitive to a
quarter-of-a-mile setting
on a target 6000 miles away.
It's the improved version
of the device. Brand-new.
Any knowledge how
this got into circulation?
Intelligence suspected a leak
through our
diplomatic corps, Steve.
We couldn't find clue
one on the contact man.
Djebara.
Sammy York found more in
his safe than he bargained for.
We've gotta find out where
that negative's headed.
He's under 24-hour surveillance.
It won't be easy, Steve.
For 20 years, Djebara's been
slipping in and out of countries
as regular as the tide.
Car 2 reporting.
He hopped a cab.
McGARRETT: Car
4, come in. Car 4.
Chin's got him heading
west on Smith Street.
You keep west one block over.
We'll see what he's up to.
He got into a
station wagon, Steve.
License number: 3-Albany-8-2.
Repeat, 3-Albany-8-2.
McGARRETT: Yeah, I got it, Chin.
Don't pursue.
Repeat, do not pursue.
Car 5, come in, please.
Car 5. Position, 5?
Two blocks east of King
on Maunakea headed north.
Watch for a station wagon
moving south. License:
3-A-8-2. Repeat.
3-Able-8-2.
Right on schedule.
He's turning left,
headed for the Lunalilo Highway.
McGARRETT: Car 4,
come in. DANNO: Car 4.
Proceed to the next
exit and hold. Ten-four.
McGARRETT: Car 2, come in.
Proceed to the Punahou exit
on the Lunalilo
Freeway and hold.
Car 2, we just turned
south on Punahou.
Headed right straight
for the center of town.
McGARRETT: I'm waiting.
Car 2. Car Number 2.
McGARRETT: Come in, 2.
He's going into the Ala
Moana Shopping Center, Steve.
I'll lose him in there.
I want an H.P.D. car at
every entrance and exit
to the Ala Moana
Shopping Center.
Be ready to block all exits
and check every car coming out.
Steve, Chin.
I made him. On foot.
Where, Chin? Where do
you see him? Headed where?
He's on the upper level
heading for the mall.
Car 4, location?
Northwest side of
shopping center.
All cars remain
in present position.
Danno, walk toward
the arcade. I'll meet you.
On my way, Steve.
Should I go, Steve? Yeah, go.
McGARRETT: Excuse
me, please. Excuse me.
Excuse me, please. Step back.
Step back, please. Step back.
There's a guy
cuffed to the railing.
Pick him up.
That was the meet, Steve.
Guy had a case full of money.
What happened?
A pro. One shot from
up there somewhere.
Why? He still has the film.
Blank.
And the other matter
is taken care of.
Thoroughly?
Yes.
Thank you.
Stop.
You're under arrest.
Turn around.
Here, take this.
Okay.
Here, Ben.
I'll take that.
Do I know you?
It's all over, madame.
How did you know?
The negatives weren't
on your son-in-law.
Where else could they have been?
Nobody else could have
known. It had to be you.
Djebara's dead.
It was the price of
restoring my country
to its rightful ruler.
My family's palace is filled
with peasants
playing at government.
You had Djebara killed?
Your own son-in-law?
He betrayed me.
And our cause.
How? How?
For a better offer
or...? For himself.
And I thought he was one of us.
A patriot.
He was nothing but a mercenary.
My God.
Danno, book her.
Murder one and espionage.
home, Mr. Ambassador.
It is you, Christina,
who graced this home
with your beauty and kindness.
Oh, monsieur, a princess
always remains a princess,
although transplanted
from her native soil.
Your husband appreciates you.
Are you tired?
A little.
You?
Yes, from all the smiling.
You know, you're
incredibly beautiful.
You know, I think everyone
had a splendid time.
Little gala of yours was
absolutely marvelous.
Thank you, darling. My zipper?
Yes.
It is a superb hostess.
And a beautiful woman.
Thank you, dear.
Anything wrong, dear?
No. No.
Nothing. Come here.
Mm.
Steve, all set.
I want a conviction
this time, Danno.
If the tip is good,
we'll make it stick.
Okay. Take him.
Let's go, Chin.
This is a search warrant.
It's, uh, Williams, isn't it?
You know the routine.
I wanna see
receipts on everything
you've got in here,
including the dust.
Of course, of course.
But you've seen most
of this stuff before.
There's some cheap
watches back in the safe.
We'll get to it.
Of course, of course.
Hey, do I have to wait
for the police station
to make my phone call?
Hey, open this lock.
Why?
We hear you don't
trust your own safe.
The jacket. Let's go.
Worth about 200 bucks.
It's on his books with a price
and date but no bill of sale.
Anything else?
Yeah, a typewriter.
Same deal.
Penny ante.
Allen will give the
judge some tale of woe
about a tourist being
down on his luck.
This is the only other thing
we came up with, Steve.
But it has a bill of sale.
McGARRETT: Wow.
No tourist hocked that.
Chin, see if the
seller checks out.
You like 10-to-1 against?
No bet. Just tell
Allen to come in.
It's not listed on
our hot sheet, Steve.
Try H.P.D. overnights.
Right.
Right over here.
My lawyer said you have
to charge me or release me.
Why was this hidden?
My shop's been
knocked over eight times
in the last six months.
Where did you get it?
I have a terrible memory
for names and faces.
Man or woman? Man.
I think.
Tall? Short? Your height? What?
I was sitting down. I'm sorry.
How old was he?
Can't remember.
Hawaiian, uh,
Caucasian, Oriental?
Mr. McGarrett,
I can describe to you
within a tenth of a carat
any gem that I have paid
for in the last five years.
But faces?
It's an anonymous business.
People with need of
my money all look alike.
The less you remember,
the more obvious it becomes
you knew this pendant was hot.
Well, it didn't appear
on any hot sheet
the police send around.
How could I know?
Because you paid $8,000
for something worth 40.
I'm a bargain hunter.
You're a fence.
Prove it.
You know, if this does turn up
on a couple of hot sheets
in the next couple of weeks,
you're gonna be
out quite a few thou.
That would be very upsetting.
His bill of sale
shows an address
six blocks out in the
middle of the Pacific.
Hm. You better get
that lawyer down here.
What charge?
Your bill of sale has a
phony name and address.
Someone lied to me.
Can't trust anyone these days.
Still no proof of crime.
We'll prove it.
Well, if you do, Mr. McGarrett,
just give me a call.
Oh.
By the way, you can't keep
my jewelry more than three days
without proving it's stolen.
We will have to
return it, you know.
Tell Duke I want
H.P.D. on the streets
with 8-by-10s of this pendant.
Every manufacturing
jeweler, every jewelry store.
You and Danno check
insurance companies.
Find out who this
was stolen from
and why nobody reported it.
I cannot wait longer.
Do not keep my
heart in expectation.
Mama, you must be patient
for just one more moment.
Now you may open your eyes.
Lovely. Lovely.
Happy birthday, Mother.
Oh, thank you,
Christina. Happy birthday.
Oh, thank you, my Michi.
If you're a very good girl,
you may play with
the bird afterwards.
You know, it is
said the nightingale
will sing his true song
only for one of royal blood.
Now, shall we see
if he sings for me?
Yes.
Oh, all right.
You see?
It answered back.
You and I, my child, are
the last of the royal line.
If I could die in my
room at the palace,
I would die at peace.
Now, Mama, you know that
the islands are very beautiful.
That your presence makes
them even more beautiful.
Excuse me, sir? The telephone.
All right.
Thank you.
Hello. This is
Mr. Djebara speaking.
I got something of
yours. You want it back,
go to the phone booth
on the corner of
Wahi and Vineyard.
Go now and wait there.
Yes? MAN: Cash, 50,000.
Where?
I'll let you know later.
You've got 48 hours.
I need at least 72 hours.
All right.
Small bills. No sequences.
All right, agreed.
Yeah, I can tell you about it.
Unique.
Very special.
You ever make a setting like it?
Not even before my retirement.
Would a fence make
it to reset a hot stone?
No. That's handcrafted.
Phoenician method.
Only two guys on the
island can make this kind.
One, he dead already.
And the other?
The other?
He's an amateur.
Professor at the
University of Hawaii.
Pouring gold in the ancient
Phoenician method is my hobby.
I came upon it in my
studies of the crafts
of the ancient Middle
Eastern kingdoms.
Now, watch this.
I pour the molten
gold into the ice water.
The results: unpredictable.
Perhaps one out of 50 I keep
and develop into a setting
for a fine piece of jewelry.
And the rest?
Oh, I'll show you.
Like most of them, recycled.
Back into the crucible.
Exactly.
Professor, I'd like you to,
uh, exam this if you would.
Ah. Yes.
A felicitous pouring.
Yours?
I made this about two years ago.
And the stone?
Exquisite, isn't it?
Madame selected
that from her collection.
Madame?
Madame Souvang.
A dear and old friend.
One of the last of the
royal families of Indochina.
And you made it for her?
No, I made it for
her son-in-law.
For his wife.
A gift. An anniversary
gift, I believe.
D-did you know him?
Slightly.
He traveled a great deal.
Some sort of an international
trade broker, I believe.
That is before he retired
and married the
madame's daughter.
His name is, uh, Djebara.
Oh, mon chéri, that's
the last time, okay?
Please, again?
All right. Maman.
I don't think we
scheduled a meeting.
You have our down payment.
We are waiting.
Is there a difficulty?
Nothing I can't control.
Yesterday you asked for a
very large loan from your bank.
Yes.
Well, you see, I have
many business affairs.
Only one that concerns
your government.
They want what they've
made a payment on.
Do you want the film or
the down payment back?
The film.
Good.
Three days, I'll have the film.
You have the rest of the money.
You know, I really think
that's quite impossible.
Safes are opened
every day, Mr. Djebara.
Mr. McGarrett, not this one.
It has a special burglar alarm,
and I've got the only key.
May we take a look?
Oh, I insist we do.
Please follow me up the stairs.
Bonjour, Papa. Bonjour, Michi.
We go for our daily
walk to hear the birds.
Mama, this is Mr. McGarrett,
a business associate of mine.
This is Madame Souvang.
Madame.
You are welcome in our home.
Thank you.
And this is my lovely
daughter, Michi.
Hi. Hi, honey.
Goodbye. Please.
Hm.
May I see that key, please?
Yes, of course.
There we go.
It's mercury.
You mean, in the lock?
Yeah.
The alarm works
by electrical current.
Opening the safe
without the key in the lock
breaks the current
and sets the alarm off.
Now, your burglar inserted
mercury in that lock,
thereby maintaining the current,
and he can open the safe
without using the actual key.
Nothing else is gone.
Just the pendant.
You sure?
Yes.
Use your phone?
Yes, of course you may.
Where did the pendant
turn up, Mr. McGarrett?
A fence we know.
Do you know his
name, by any chance?
Yeah. Allen.
Willard Allen.
And you suspect the
burglar was a professional?
Without a doubt.
We've been trying
to nail Allen for years
with proof that he
receives stolen goods.
The pendant was
in his possession,
now we have the proof.
Heh. And I have the pendant.
I'd like to keep it for a
few days as evidence.
Oh, yes, of course.
Perfectly all right.
Che? McGarrett.
I want your boys at
2861 Manoa Road.
Quickly as possible.
I want the works. Right.
Mr. McGarrett, I would
like to ask you one favor.
Please.
My mother-in-law,
Madame Souvang,
is an aristocratic old lady
and still dreaming
of the restoration
of her family in her homeland.
The very thought of
thieves wandering about
in the house is
rather unsettling.
I understand.
My men will be here
and gone in three hours.
Good.
Uh, I'll let myself out.
Thank you again.
That pendant is
worth more than money
to me and my wife.
Goodbye.
Yes?
Be so kind as to give me
the phone number
of Mr. Willard Allen.
A-double-L-E-N.
McGARRETT: Chin, get
Ben and pick up Willard Allen.
I'm just a block away now.
Proof the pendant is stolen.
Now we start to build our case.
The back door's
locked too. Yeah.
Well, you stake this
out. I'll go hit his house.
Okay.
Chin Ho. Patch me
through to McGarrett.
Hold on. He left a number.
Go ahead.
McGARRETT: McGarrett. Steve,
Allen may have gotten
wind of something.
The man's nowhere to be found.
McGARRETT: Yes, he is, Chin.
We found him.
Come on in.
"Cause of death, .38
slug entering the brain
"through the left
posterior mastoid area.
Powder burns, close range."
Wow, get this:
"Nails of the
first three fingers
on the right hand
were torn off."
Allen was killed, but
tortured first. Now, why?
Could be any number
of things, Steve.
Hijacking?
Straight robbery? Everybody
knew he always had
a lot of green on him.
Maybe even holding
out on a client of his
who laid something on him
and wanted it back.
All motives for murder,
Danno, not torture.
Why torture a fence?
For information maybe?
No fence sings easily.
Least of all Allen.
We know that.
But the fingernails of one hand
were torn off and not the other,
which leads me to
believe that whoever it was
got the information
that he wanted
then said thank
you and killed him.
Leaving us not much to go on.
Yeah, like the Djebara robbery.
Duke was checking out
the, uh, cat burglar m.o.
Like who's in town that
could have or might have.
Let me see if he's
got something for us.
Che find anything
at Djebara's place?
Yeah, just one thing.
Black cotton thread
caught in the picture frame
that covers the safe
where the corners meet.
Djebara's?
Hm. No. From a woman's glove.
Nobody at Djebara's owns one.
Including the help.
Danno, get me the
book on Djebara.
Checking the victim, huh?
Sure.
A pendant is
stolen from Djebara.
The fence who
acquires it ends up dead.
What does one thing
have to do with the other?
Probably nothing, but
it's all we've got to go on.
Check Djebara's
friends, acquaintances,
who delivers the groceries.
Chin, you stay with the glove.
Can't be that many people
in the middle of the Pacific
buying black cotton gloves.
Don't!
I told your boss to leave
me alone for 72 hours.
You didn't have to do that.
You wanna kill me?
And risk no deliveries?
Pull the trigger.
You try that again,
I'm gonna leave the clip in.
I just got clearance
from Navy Intelligence
to brief you, Steve.
Djebara was an agent,
counterintelligence,
Southeast Asia.
Late '50s through
the early '60s.
For the Navy?
No. Sometimes CIA.
Sometimes on loan to
friendly governments.
And this dossier is official,
but very, very thin.
Sit down. Thank you.
What about lately?
Blew his cover six years ago.
Got out through Hong
Kong 30 seconds ahead
of a Chinese arrest order.
We refused extradition.
And he's retired now? Yeah.
Leads a very social life.
Lots of friends. Married well.
They live with his
mother-in-law, Madame Souvang.
What about, um, associates?
Uh, any business involvements?
Only activity of late is
accompanying the old lady
every six months
or so to Indochina.
What for?
Madame still has
sizeable holdings there.
Plus a circle of fading nobility
and dreams of ancient glory.
Help you any, Steve?
So far in this case,
commander, nothing helps.
McGARRETT:
Okay, let's run it down.
Turned up six guys
who work the islands.
All use mercury for
the burglar alarm.
All have the skill to
enter a third-story window.
And all work the safe
rather than blow it.
Well, you can strike Peneli.
He got arthritis last year.
He couldn't open
a can of cat food.
This guy went in the
L.A. clink last Tuesday.
Anybody else?
We pulled in three
out of the other four.
Sammy York claims
that he's retired.
They all do.
Jimmy Subishi,
he just came in
from... From Tokyo.
Kenso Lakai's always
been a number-two man.
This was a loner.
Who's the other possible?
Paulo Mahana.
All right. Get out
an APB on Mahana.
Send it to mainland police.
Key city release.
He likes to travel.
Anything on the black gloves?
Most stores thought I
was putting them on,
asking about, eh, black gloves.
Did find two that carried them
for people on the way
back to the mainland.
One pair sold in the
past, eh, three weeks.
Size 5 for a woman.
Great.
A guy bought them.
Tried them on. Said he wore
the same size as his wife.
He's a real little
guy. Like a jockey.
Sammy York.
Sammy York.
"Also known as George York,
also known as Sam Young.
Five-foot-5, 145
pounds, 47 years old."
That's it, 2-G.
Get the front and
rear. I'll take the stairs.
Open up. Five-0.
Anything? Nothing.
Check that wall.
McGARRETT: We've
been had, bruddah.
We've been had.
McGARRETT: All right, folks,
please. Please stand back.
Give us a break, will you?
Give us a break. Thank you.
Ben is getting out an
APB on Sammy York.
Let's case this place.
Poor Sammy. Died hard.
Get Che in here
for latent prints.
We surprised the
killer in the act.
Now, two men involved
in the Djebara robbery,
both murdered and tortured.
It's a nice trinket, Steve,
but not worth two murders.
Double coincidence?
Maybe.
Maybe.
Unless Sammy was trying
to fence something else.
Something really important.
Hello, Lab.
I can't hear you.
Lab?
Hello, Lab?
Hold on a minute, Lab. Hold on.
Steve?
Contact print.
Looks like microfilm.
"Eyes only: National
Security Council.
Top-secret."
Sammy did leave us
a little something, huh?
Safety light.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Look at this.
Developing tank, hypo.
Sammy probably
developed the film,
made a contact print,
top-secret document.
Somebody tortured
him to find it.
But missed this
little protection copy.
Yeah.
Yeah, the only link we
have is Djebara's pendant.
We know Sammy had that.
Pick up Djebara?
No.
No, Danno, tail him.
But I wanna know
every time he blinks.
But keep the tail
loose. Djebara's a pro.
We get too close, he'll spot us.
It's a schematic.
The input network diagram
for our Polaris Missile.
Ah. No wonder
two men were killed.
Sensitive to a
quarter-of-a-mile setting
on a target 6000 miles away.
It's the improved version
of the device. Brand-new.
Any knowledge how
this got into circulation?
Intelligence suspected a leak
through our
diplomatic corps, Steve.
We couldn't find clue
one on the contact man.
Djebara.
Sammy York found more in
his safe than he bargained for.
We've gotta find out where
that negative's headed.
He's under 24-hour surveillance.
It won't be easy, Steve.
For 20 years, Djebara's been
slipping in and out of countries
as regular as the tide.
Car 2 reporting.
He hopped a cab.
McGARRETT: Car
4, come in. Car 4.
Chin's got him heading
west on Smith Street.
You keep west one block over.
We'll see what he's up to.
He got into a
station wagon, Steve.
License number: 3-Albany-8-2.
Repeat, 3-Albany-8-2.
McGARRETT: Yeah, I got it, Chin.
Don't pursue.
Repeat, do not pursue.
Car 5, come in, please.
Car 5. Position, 5?
Two blocks east of King
on Maunakea headed north.
Watch for a station wagon
moving south. License:
3-A-8-2. Repeat.
3-Able-8-2.
Right on schedule.
He's turning left,
headed for the Lunalilo Highway.
McGARRETT: Car 4,
come in. DANNO: Car 4.
Proceed to the next
exit and hold. Ten-four.
McGARRETT: Car 2, come in.
Proceed to the Punahou exit
on the Lunalilo
Freeway and hold.
Car 2, we just turned
south on Punahou.
Headed right straight
for the center of town.
McGARRETT: I'm waiting.
Car 2. Car Number 2.
McGARRETT: Come in, 2.
He's going into the Ala
Moana Shopping Center, Steve.
I'll lose him in there.
I want an H.P.D. car at
every entrance and exit
to the Ala Moana
Shopping Center.
Be ready to block all exits
and check every car coming out.
Steve, Chin.
I made him. On foot.
Where, Chin? Where do
you see him? Headed where?
He's on the upper level
heading for the mall.
Car 4, location?
Northwest side of
shopping center.
All cars remain
in present position.
Danno, walk toward
the arcade. I'll meet you.
On my way, Steve.
Should I go, Steve? Yeah, go.
McGARRETT: Excuse
me, please. Excuse me.
Excuse me, please. Step back.
Step back, please. Step back.
There's a guy
cuffed to the railing.
Pick him up.
That was the meet, Steve.
Guy had a case full of money.
What happened?
A pro. One shot from
up there somewhere.
Why? He still has the film.
Blank.
And the other matter
is taken care of.
Thoroughly?
Yes.
Thank you.
Stop.
You're under arrest.
Turn around.
Here, take this.
Okay.
Here, Ben.
I'll take that.
Do I know you?
It's all over, madame.
How did you know?
The negatives weren't
on your son-in-law.
Where else could they have been?
Nobody else could have
known. It had to be you.
Djebara's dead.
It was the price of
restoring my country
to its rightful ruler.
My family's palace is filled
with peasants
playing at government.
You had Djebara killed?
Your own son-in-law?
He betrayed me.
And our cause.
How? How?
For a better offer
or...? For himself.
And I thought he was one of us.
A patriot.
He was nothing but a mercenary.
My God.
Danno, book her.
Murder one and espionage.