Hawaii Five-O (1968–1980): Season 7, Episode 18 - Ring of Life - full transcript
Colin Nichols is a vicious British soldier of fortune, looking for a missing art object that is part of a set of ancient Hindu figurines known as the "Ring of Life." He tortures and kills ...
LORD: This is Jack Lord
inviting you to be
with us next for:
"Ring of Life."
Look, all I want is
the Kashmiri Ring.
All right. All
right, I'll tell you.
But get that thing away.
Take a look at this.
Burns?
Well, our killer's got
something definitely in mind.
Both Severt and Omata
were hit with a Webley .38.
And get this.
They were both tortured.
( suspenseful theme playing)
Bloody beautiful.
It's a fake, Mr. Nichols.
LORD: Next, "Ring of Life."
Be here. Aloha.
( upbeat surf theme playing)
( sitar theme playing)
(man screams)
Look, all I want
is the Kashmiri Ring, Marsh.
All right. All
right, I'll tell you.
But get that thing away. Please.
This?
Heh. Certainly.
I... I sold it to Coleman,
director of the
Museum of Asian Art,
here in Honolulu.
A private sale, unannounced.
Unannounced.
(chuckles)
Unannounced?
That's hardly the
word for it, is it, mate?
Let's think.
Just when did, uh,
Mr. Coleman show the piece?
And for how long?
It was never exhibited.
It's still in the museum vault.
Interesting.
Very, very interesting.
I want to thank you for...
I am sorry.
But you did bring
it on yourself.
( ominous theme playing)
(humming)
(shutter clicking)
(humming stops)
One too many slick
deals, huh, Danno?
Could be.
You'd think he would
have learned his lesson
after those coins
we convinced him
to return to the
Korean government.
What's it look like?
Two bullets through the chest.
The maid found the
body this morning.
Looks like we can
rule out robbery.
Went over the entire place
with the maid. Nothing missing.
She ought to know. She
was with him for ten years.
Steve?
Take a look at this.
Burns?
Yeah, and it looks like it
was made with a cigarette
or maybe a cigar.
Torture.
Why?
Pretty heavy for revenge.
Yeah.
Well, Marsh had more
than a few enemies, Danno.
Steve.
It's already dusted.
Names and addresses
from all over the world.
A list of art dealers,
other clients maybe.
Yeah, maybe.
If I remember correctly,
Marsh had a secretary.
Bring her in.
Maybe she can give us a
hand with some of these names.
Right. The office, Danno.
( sitar theme playing)
( suspenseful theme playing)
(speaking inaudibly)
Thank you so much
for showing me around.
I know how busy you are.
Not at all. Not at
all. It's been lovely.
Excuse me. Mr. Coleman?
Yes?
Someone told me that
you were responsible
for putting this
exhibit together
and I just wanted to tell you
I think it's absolutely
bloody marvelous.
It's the best I've
seen in a long time.
Thank you. Thank you very much.
We do try to acquire the
best possible pieces we can
for the benefit
of all our visitors.
I'm sure you do.
Oh, there was
just one thing, sir.
Some of the Shang-dynasty
pieces you have
on the far wall over
there are not quite right.
Nothing there dates
before 200 A.D.
yet some of the cards say B.C.
If there is a mistake,
Dr. Cramer will
certainly remedy it.
Doctor?
Of course. Thank you, mister.
Oh, please, don't mention it.
Forgive me, ladies.
Excuse me.
WOMAN: I'm sorry, Mr. McGarrett,
I don't recognize
one of those names.
How is that possible,
Miss McLean?
Mr. Marsh was very secretive.
He only let me take
care of routine calls
and local correspondence.
It was boring and
frustrating too.
He'd go off on
mysterious meetings
all over the world and
he wouldn't let me know
how or where he
could be reached.
Anything troubling Marsh lately?
Did he receive any
disturbing phone calls?
Not that I know of.
Of course, his scene
was basic gloom.
He was always worried
about something.
Was there any one
individual or individuals
who seemed to be calling
Mr. Marsh more frequently?
Well, there was Mr. Coleman,
the director of the
Museum of Asian Art.
Coleman? Mm-hm.
He was kind of a thorn
in Mr. Marsh's side.
Sometimes he'd call
two or three times a day.
Finally, Mr. Marsh just said
not to put through
any more of his calls
no matter what the urgency.
Did he ever mention why he
didn't wanna talk to Coleman?
No.
Miss McLean,
thanks for coming in.
If you think of anything
else, call us, please.
Sure.
Well, it's a good thing
my social calendar is clear
for the next few days.
Yeah, and nights, Danno.
Until we hear from Che,
the names in this
book are all we've got.
Have, uh, Chin give you a hand.
If you come up with anything,
I'll be at the
Museum of Asian Art.
Jeff, Nichols. How
are you, chum?
Oh, that's good. Yeah, I'm fine.
Honolulu? Ha-ha.
Like they say it is,
it's paradise, mate.
Only I'm not here
on a holiday. Right.
I wouldn't be calling
you if I was, would I now?
Look, Jeff, I need a box man.
Right?
Yeah, but don't send that
bloke you sent last time.
Yeah, well, he talks
too much, you know?
What's that?
Oh, that sounds good. Right.
Okay. Have him call me
at the Ilikai in Room 253.
You'll do that?
Oh, that's a good lad.
Okay. Bye, chum.
Have a good time now. Bye.
This whole affair has
been really quite trying.
I considered Avery...
Mr. Marsh to be more
than a business associate.
I see. He was a friend of yours?
Why, yes,
but, uh, we didn't see
one another too much.
Why did he consistently
avoid taking your phone call?
Well, Mr. McGarrett,
you... You must understand.
See, our museum competes
with others all over the world
to acquire the finest
possible artifacts.
And part of my job
is to develop contacts
with art dealers who
have fine things for sale.
Avery had a very keen eye.
Many of the things that
came into his possession
were simply stunning.
I simply have to
plead over-eagerness.
You're aware that a
lot of his stunning finds
were probably ripped
out of archeological sites
all over the world.
Now, in a sense, that
would make Marsh
a receiver of stolen property.
As far as I know, Avery
dealt only in legitimate circles.
And to the extent
that you are attempting
to impugn the
acquisition policies
of this museum, I assure you,
we are very strict.
Does that include
unannounced acquisitions?
Mr. McGarrett, I don't
really see the point.
Oh, the point is, Mr. Coleman,
that when museums like yours
deal under the table
with men like Marsh,
buying artifacts that
have been stolen
from other
countrie" burial sites,
that's stealing that
country's heritage.
And there is no way...
No way you can pretend
that that is not a crime.
What does this have to
do with Avery's murder?
Maybe nothing, maybe everything.
Were there any special pieces
that he was trying to
move quickly recently?
I don't know.
Well, what did you buy from
him, say, in the last six months?
Well, let me see. Uh...
There have been three.
A Chorotega burial vase
and two Mayan masks.
And each of them, I might add,
has received special acclaim
in this month's
Archaeological Digest.
Shall I quote?
No, I'll take your word
for it. I'll be in touch.
How do you do?
How'd it go?
I'm not sure.
Did you mention
the Kashmiri Ring?
I may be getting
old, but I'm not senile.
What do you plan to do now?
I... I don't know.
Then I'll tell you.
Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
Moving that piece
now would be stupid.
It stays where it is.
Well, if that is
what you think best.
I do.
( sitar theme playing)
(ringing)
Of course, put him through.
(phone ringing)
Nichols.
WOMAN (on phone): Ready
on your call to New Delhi, sir.
Yes, thank you.
Hello. Nichols.
Mr. Nichols.
I am so pleased
to hear your voice.
It has been some time.
Yes, but it's... Heh-heh.
It's time well-spent, mate.
You have good news then?
NICHOLS: In 24 hours,
I'll be able to deliver
the Kashmiri Ring of Life.
How about that?
You will have all five pieces?
If I didn't have
all five pieces,
we wouldn't have a
deal, would we, now?
MAN (on phone): No, no,
of course not. It's just that
you will have to excuse
me, Mr. Nichols, I...
I am overcome.
This is going to mean
so much to my country.
Oh, of course.
Uh, where do we meet?
I will come to you in Honolulu.
Shall we say the
consulate at noon,
um, the day after tomorrow?
I'll be there, love.
I'll be there. Goodbye.
Che, got something for us?
Just a second, Steve.
The ballistics
report just came in.
The gun that killed Marsh
was a Webley .38. English.
Webley?
We don't bump into
one of those very often.
No, it's not too
common in this country
because it's so difficult to
obtain ammunition for them.
The .38 caliber
ammo in this country
just doesn't work
well in the Webley.
Run it down, Frank.
Try the gun dealers
and hock shops first.
FRANK: Right away.
What about Marsh's
apartment? Anything?
Well, the only
fingerprints that turned up
belonged to Marsh and his maid.
Steve, we turned that
place upside down,
but nothing.
WOMAN (on PA): Announcing Flight
14 from New York and Los Angeles
now arriving at gate A.
This is the final call
for Flight 190 to Los
Angeles, Chicago,
now ready for departure, Gate 9.
WOMAN 2 (on phone
): Ilikai Hotel, aloha.
Room 253.
(phone ringing)
Hello. Nichols.
Colin Nichols? Ben Clark.
Clark?
Jeffrey's friend? Hah!
You just get in then? Yeah.
Well, why don't you pop
over and we'll have a chat?
Hello? Clark?
Danno, how's it going?
Till about a half an
hour ago, stonewall.
Then bam, it hit
the fan twice. Give.
Two art dealers
from Marsh's book.
Thomas Severt, Copenhagen,
Juro Omata, Tokyo.
Both shot to death
within the last 12 months.
( sitar theme swells)
Any details? I've got calls in
to both police departments.
Copenhagen's gonna call back.
As far as Tokyo's concerned,
it's the wrong time of day.
Counting Marsh,
three hits in a year.
All art dealers, all
handling the same product.
Makes coincidence
kind of hard to buy.
Yeah.
If they are related.
Jenny? Get me Paul
Albrecht, Interpol.
( soft theme playing)
I'm Clark.
I'm Nichols.
(door shuts)
How was your trip?
Fine.
Would you like a drink?
You know, bourbon, Scotch?
Anything you'd like? Nothing.
Oh.
No, Paul, you've
been more than helpful.
Yes. Sure.
I-I hope we can
reciprocate sometime.
Thank you, aloha.
Well, our killer's got
something definitely in mind.
Both Severt and Omata
were hit with a Webley .38.
And get this:
they were both tortured.
That probably accounts for
the cold shoulder Chin and I got
from the people in Marsh's book.
It's a tight club,
they had to know.
Yeah, so what
does it all add up to?
Three people killed
in completely different
parts of the world.
All of them with obviously
something valuable,
so valuable that only torture
could pry it out of them.
Information? Somebody
tracking something?
Yeah, it sure looks
that way, doesn't it?
Let's see how it washes.
Get back on the phone with
those dealers, the ones in the book.
Call them, lay it out for them,
see if any of them crack.
Right.
Guards?
One. He's an old boy.
He shouldn't cause any trouble.
Hey, look, mate,
aren't you curious about
what we're going after at all?
No. When do we do it?
When do we...?
Tonight, if it's all
right with you. Fine.
( ominous theme playing)
(scraping on glass)
(gun cocking) (gasps)
CLARK: Right there, Pop.
On the floor.
Let's go over it again.
Well, like I told you,
it was around 1:30 this morning,
they came in and out
of here, half hour, I'd say.
Well, any idea
how tall they were?
Their weight maybe?
Hard when you're
looking up from the floor.
Well, how about their voices?
Anything distinctive,
accents, was it high, low?
Well, I only heard
the one that told me
to get down on the floor.
And it was nothing special.
And, of course, he
was wearing a mask
so that could have
muffled it some.
Okay. Here's the rundown.
Point of entry is in the back.
Right through the
glass, neat and clean.
Somebody did a good job
of cutting the alarm wires
at the junction box.
And whoever blew it open
did it without any
noise pollution.
Okay.
I'm gonna check in.
( mysterious theme playing)
(door opens)
Mr. McGarrett, I
am terribly sorry.
I was certain Dr. Coleman
would be back by now.
He should be here any minute.
Is there something
I can get you?
Coffee? No, thank you.
But perhaps you could
answer a few questions for me
about the figurine.
I'll try.
What is it you'd like to know?
Well, for instance, what
is its monetary value?
Well, of course I can only judge
by what the museum paid for it.
I believe it was $25,000.
Twenty-five thousand.
How does that compare to
the value of the other items
the burglar passed up?
There are a number
of pieces there
worth considerably more.
That's what's so
baffling about it.
Yeah.
What about its background?
All I know is that
it's from India.
The Kashmir Valley.
Actually, it is one
of five figurines
said to make up the
Kashmiri Ring of Life.
One of five. Where
are the other four?
I don't know.
I doubt anybody does.
There are many versions
as to exactly when and
where they were discovered.
My guess is that
they were unearthed
at an illegal
excavation in Punjab
some 15 years ago.
From there, there's no telling.
Some are undoubtedly lost,
others may have found
their way to private collectors.
Doctor,
suppose someone managed
to acquire all five pieces.
Now, what would
they be worth as a unit?
I wouldn't even hazard a guess.
Please accept my apologies.
Well, have you
found out anything
about who might have done this?
No. No, no, not yet.
Dr. Cramer was
just filling me in on...
How did you call it?
The Kashmiri Ring? Yes.
I must tell you, I'm
really quite mystified.
Yes, well, maybe we can
put a few facts together.
From whom did you
acquire the figurine?
I'm sorry.
It's the policy of this museum
to keep the sources
of our acquisitions
in strictest confidence.
I simply can't make
any exceptions.
Mr. Coleman, I
would strongly suggest
that you consider
making an exception.
We're dealing with murder
and grand theft here,
and as a police
officer of this state,
I have to have the facts.
Now, when you say it's
the policy of this museum,
do you mean that
it's established
by the board of trustees?
Well, no. Not formally.
Oh, in other words,
what we're talking
about is your policy?
Well, yes, but the trustees
haven't questioned it.
Have they ever been asked
about it? The wisdom of it?
Well, there's no
better time to find out
than right now, is there?
I assume that you'll
answer my questions
if they instruct you to.
Wait.
I bought the piece
from Avery Marsh,
but I was reluctant
to mention it before
because there has
been some dispute
with the government of India
over the ownership of the Ring.
Dispute, huh? What you
mean in plain language
is that the Indian government
would like a national
treasure returned.
Yes.
But I assure you, I knew nothing
about those other murders.
I didn't mention anything
about any other murders.
Yet you knew about them.
That's why you were
bugging Marsh, wasn't it?
It was too hot to handle.
What, wouldn't he buy it back?
I have nothing more
to say, Mr. McGarrett.
Well, that's your
right, Mr. Coleman,
but I wonder how the trustees
will feel about the director
of their museum
exercising that right.
Or pleading the Fifth
Amendment in a trial, let's say.
Or spending $25,000
on stolen merchandise.
You know, sooner or later,
you're gonna have to
answer somebody's questions.
I just hope you don't
wait for the grand jury
and then have to go to prison.
(door shuts)
Don't let him intimidate you.
Please, doctor,
just leave me alone.
McGarrett to Central.
Patch me through
to Dan Williams.
(phone rings)
Williams.
McGARRETT (on phone
): Danno, contact Interpol.
See if they have any
information on the possible theft
of some Indian artifacts.
A group of five figurines,
apparently ancient,
called the Kashmiri Ring.
I'll fill you in later.
Right.
( sitar theme playing)
Good morning, love.
May I help you?
I'm here to see Ram Bushan.
He's expecting me.
My name's Nichols.
He is. He's using the
office right across the hall.
You can go right in.
Thank you.
Mr. Bushan.
Mr. Nichols.
(laughs)
It's nice to see
you again, chum.
Oh, this is a big day
for India, Mr. Nichols.
Yes, of course. And for me.
And for me.
Fantastic.
More than I... I
could have dreamed.
Well, yes, uh,
I'm in the business
of making dreams
come true, you know?
(chuckles)
You're in the business
of, uh, paying for them?
Of course.
Forgive me. Please.
Thank you.
Bloody beautiful.
(sighs)
Now, that's a lovely
sight, you know that?
All that crisp green.
(chuckles)
It's a fake, Mr. Nichols.
( tense theme swells)
BUSHAN: Even I was
fooled for a moment.
A superlative fraud.
But whoever perpetrated this
had one blank spot
in their knowledge.
You see,
our alphabet changed
in certain respects
shortly after the
Ring was crafted.
The character that you
see on the back of that torso
was not drawn in that fashion
until after the year 300 A.D.
Of course, you could
not possibly have known.
It's just a great
disappointment.
That's hardly the
word for it, mate.
You don't know
how hard I had to...
Nor do I want to know.
(whispers): It's Coleman.
I must say, I-I really
am at a loss as to how...
Don't worry, mate. Don't.
Uh...
I'll be back in 24 hours
with the last piece.
And it won't be a fake.
Twenty-four hours?
I-I don't follow how
you could... (laughs)
Uh. There's a bloke
who can explain.
And he damn well
better, that's all.
You keep your eye on that.
And I'll see you
tomorrow, Mr. Bushan.
Excuse me, sir.
( ominous theme playing)
(phone rings)
Hello?
Hello, Dr. Cramer?
Our friend is going
after Coleman.
I'll handle it from here.
Are you sure?
Don't worry.
(hangs up)
Steve? Yeah, Danno.
I just heard back
from Paul Albrecht.
Interpol lists all four
remaining figurines as stolen.
Two from private collectors
in New York, from Zurich,
one from the Orient
Museum in Stockholm,
the other from a
small London museum.
But here's the kicker.
Each of those museum hits
came within 48 hours of a murder,
Severt's and Omata's.
So Honolulu was the endgame.
Right. And whoever's
got those figurines
is gonna have an easy
time unloading them.
Two years ago the Indian
government put up a reward.
One million dollars to anyone
who returns the five
pieces of the Ring intact,
no questions asked.
No questions asked, huh?
Well, I've got a couple
for the Indian consul.
For instance, has he
been contacted recently
by any bounty hunters?
Let's go.
Dr. Coleman, I wanna
talk to you in private.
I have an important meeting.
This is more important.
If it has anything
to do with the Ring,
put it out of your mind.
If there are any
further complications,
I'll handle them myself.
But there are
several other matters
that I wish to discuss with
you as soon as possible.
(exhales heavily)
All right.
I'll be meeting with the museum
trustees most of the afternoon
at the Chai House.
So why don't you give me a
call at home, say, um, after 5:00?
( suspenseful theme playing)
( ominous theme playing)
(engine starts)
(engine starts)
Ah, yes, I have an idea of
why you gentlemen are here.
The theft of the
Kashmiri figurine.
Am I correct, Mr. McGarrett?
That is correct.
And I understand
that your government
has offered a
reward of $1 million
for the return of
the Kashmiri Ring,
all five pieces intact.
We have,
but I'm afraid I'm not
familiar with the details.
Fortunately, our assistant
minister of our cultural affairs
has stopped here for a brief
visit on his way to New York.
I'm sure he'll be able
to tell you anything
that you might want to know.
Good.
Would you please
locate Mr. Bushan?
Yes.
( mysterious theme playing)
BUSHAN: You see, this reward
was absolutely our last recourse.
From time to time, we
would hear about the sale
of one of the
Kashmiri figurines,
but the art collectors, the
dealers, even the museums
refused to discuss the matter,
let alone sending the pieces
back to my government.
I understand that, Mr. Bushan,
but your reward may
have triggered a murder.
My government would
never condone such a thing.
I realize that.
But you... You see, you must
understand our desperation.
The Kashmiri Ring has
immense cultural significance
to my country.
It belongs in India,
Mr. McGarrett.
Of course.
Now, you stay
close to your phone.
You may be getting a call soon.
In fact, I'm surprised
that you haven't been
contacted already.
Never underestimate
the capacity of the open
market, Mr. McGarrett.
It is conceivable that
this individual chose
to make his
arrangements elsewhere,
at more profitable terms.
But if contact is made,
you will, of course,
be notified immediately.
Am I correct, Mr. Vasanti?
Of course.
Mr. Bushan, there
is a man to see you.
His name is Mr. Tanaka
and says you sent for him.
No.
Oh, yeah. Of course. Of course.
This must be my guide.
It is my first visit to
your marvelous islands.
I want to see as
much as possible
before I have to push off.
Is there something else?
No, thank you.
That's all for now.
Goodbye.
Thank you.
Something bugging you,
Steve? Yeah. Bushan.
I just can't grab hold of it,
but check him out, Danno.
( mysterious theme playing)
(engine starts)
( suspenseful theme playing)
( ominous theme playing)
( sinister theme playing)
(gunshots)
(car tires squealing)
( dramatic theme swells)
( dramatic theme playing)
Someone wanted to make
real sure he stayed down.
McGARRETT: Yeah.
What have we got, Chin? This.
Twenty-five caliber, huh?
Long way from a Webley.
We know he left a business
meeting around 4:30 alone.
H.P.D. received
the call at 4:55.
Looks like someone
was laying for him.
Steve.
Neighbors give you anything?
Best thing we've got so
far is the lady next door
said she saw a woman headed
for the house here around 3:00.
Couldn't give any
description though.
Didn't pay much attention.
A woman?
Hm.
Why Coleman though?
Doesn't fit. Doesn't fit.
All we know for sure
is that there's more
to this bag of snakes
than meets the eye.
(phone rings)
Kemana.
Oh, yeah. Hold on. It's Danny.
Thank you. Yeah, Danno?
DANNO (on phone): I've been
running down Ram Bushan,
pretty smooth till I
got to Immigration.
He's been here before, Steve.
Once. About six months ago.
Full diplomatic shots,
supposedly on official business,
but he never bothered to
check in with his own consulate.
Kind of strange, huh?
Yeah.
What was the exact
date of his visit?
February 12th.
That was about one
week after Coleman bought
the fifth figurine from Marsh.
Do you think that, uh,
somebody tipped
Bushan off to the purchase
and that's why he made
a secret trip to Honolulu?
Could be. Yeah, it could be.
Okay, Danno. Thank you.
(hangs up)
All right, what have we got?
Coleman is dead.
Marsh is dead.
Bushan makes a-a secret
trip to Honolulu last February
and doesn't even check
in with his own consulate.
Strange. I wonder why.
You don't mind if I look
at this, do you, love?
I don't like being lied to
and I don't like being used.
I'll give you this:
you and Bushan had a
ruddy clever plan going.
I chase all over the world
looking for five figurines
while you two lie back,
knowing that the fifth
one's gonna be fake.
And when Bushan sprang
the phony one on me,
he knew that I'd go
off chasing Coleman
thinking he was the one
that had made the switch.
Bloody clever.
And you'd be waiting.
To do both Coleman and me in
and keep our mouths
shut permanently.
I sweat blood
over those figurines
and I spilled more
of it along the way.
And you and Bushan are not
gonna collect my million-dollar reward
from the Indian government.
Do you understand me?
I want the fifth
figurine, the real one.
And I mean to have it.
I really mean to have it, love.
No. Please.
I'll take you to it. Right now.
Be my guest.
( ominous theme playing)
(laughs)
( suspenseful theme playing)
CHIN HO: No sign of her.
Nothing on her calendar.
McGARRETT: Look at
that. CHIN HO: Real cozy.
Yeah. Yeah, it
smells like conspiracy
with a little double-cross
along the way.
You go after the lady,
I'll try to catch
up with Bushan.
CRAMER: It's
authentic, Mr. Nichols.
Oh, I'm sure it is,
love. I'm sure it is.
All right, ring Bushan.
Come on.
Tell him there's
been a change in plan.
You have to have your half of
the reward money now, today.
You'll meet him at Hanauma Point
and you'll give
him the last figurine.
Got it?
Do it.
( suspenseful theme playing)
(engine starts)
No, Mr. McGarrett, I haven't.
But then, I have been
away most of the day.
However, if I can be
of any help, I would.
I certainly do not condone
Mr. Bushan's actions.
Do you know how we
might reach Mr. Bushan?
You just missed him.
He asked me to
get a taxi for him
and he left maybe
15, 20 minutes ago.
What cab company?
Moana.
May I use your phone? Yes.
( suspenseful theme playing)
Wait for me here, please.
I'll be going on to the airport.
Something is
troubling you, my dear?
No.
I don't have time
for jokes, doctor.
Quite right, mate.
( ominous theme playing)
(chuckles)
Put it in.
Put it in.
Come on, get it in.
( sitar theme playing)
It's all over now, love.
(laughs)
(gunshot)
All safe. Who we
got to thank for that?
How about Krishna, huh?
( upbeat surf theme playing)
inviting you to be
with us next for:
"Ring of Life."
Look, all I want is
the Kashmiri Ring.
All right. All
right, I'll tell you.
But get that thing away.
Take a look at this.
Burns?
Well, our killer's got
something definitely in mind.
Both Severt and Omata
were hit with a Webley .38.
And get this.
They were both tortured.
( suspenseful theme playing)
Bloody beautiful.
It's a fake, Mr. Nichols.
LORD: Next, "Ring of Life."
Be here. Aloha.
( upbeat surf theme playing)
( sitar theme playing)
(man screams)
Look, all I want
is the Kashmiri Ring, Marsh.
All right. All
right, I'll tell you.
But get that thing away. Please.
This?
Heh. Certainly.
I... I sold it to Coleman,
director of the
Museum of Asian Art,
here in Honolulu.
A private sale, unannounced.
Unannounced.
(chuckles)
Unannounced?
That's hardly the
word for it, is it, mate?
Let's think.
Just when did, uh,
Mr. Coleman show the piece?
And for how long?
It was never exhibited.
It's still in the museum vault.
Interesting.
Very, very interesting.
I want to thank you for...
I am sorry.
But you did bring
it on yourself.
( ominous theme playing)
(humming)
(shutter clicking)
(humming stops)
One too many slick
deals, huh, Danno?
Could be.
You'd think he would
have learned his lesson
after those coins
we convinced him
to return to the
Korean government.
What's it look like?
Two bullets through the chest.
The maid found the
body this morning.
Looks like we can
rule out robbery.
Went over the entire place
with the maid. Nothing missing.
She ought to know. She
was with him for ten years.
Steve?
Take a look at this.
Burns?
Yeah, and it looks like it
was made with a cigarette
or maybe a cigar.
Torture.
Why?
Pretty heavy for revenge.
Yeah.
Well, Marsh had more
than a few enemies, Danno.
Steve.
It's already dusted.
Names and addresses
from all over the world.
A list of art dealers,
other clients maybe.
Yeah, maybe.
If I remember correctly,
Marsh had a secretary.
Bring her in.
Maybe she can give us a
hand with some of these names.
Right. The office, Danno.
( sitar theme playing)
( suspenseful theme playing)
(speaking inaudibly)
Thank you so much
for showing me around.
I know how busy you are.
Not at all. Not at
all. It's been lovely.
Excuse me. Mr. Coleman?
Yes?
Someone told me that
you were responsible
for putting this
exhibit together
and I just wanted to tell you
I think it's absolutely
bloody marvelous.
It's the best I've
seen in a long time.
Thank you. Thank you very much.
We do try to acquire the
best possible pieces we can
for the benefit
of all our visitors.
I'm sure you do.
Oh, there was
just one thing, sir.
Some of the Shang-dynasty
pieces you have
on the far wall over
there are not quite right.
Nothing there dates
before 200 A.D.
yet some of the cards say B.C.
If there is a mistake,
Dr. Cramer will
certainly remedy it.
Doctor?
Of course. Thank you, mister.
Oh, please, don't mention it.
Forgive me, ladies.
Excuse me.
WOMAN: I'm sorry, Mr. McGarrett,
I don't recognize
one of those names.
How is that possible,
Miss McLean?
Mr. Marsh was very secretive.
He only let me take
care of routine calls
and local correspondence.
It was boring and
frustrating too.
He'd go off on
mysterious meetings
all over the world and
he wouldn't let me know
how or where he
could be reached.
Anything troubling Marsh lately?
Did he receive any
disturbing phone calls?
Not that I know of.
Of course, his scene
was basic gloom.
He was always worried
about something.
Was there any one
individual or individuals
who seemed to be calling
Mr. Marsh more frequently?
Well, there was Mr. Coleman,
the director of the
Museum of Asian Art.
Coleman? Mm-hm.
He was kind of a thorn
in Mr. Marsh's side.
Sometimes he'd call
two or three times a day.
Finally, Mr. Marsh just said
not to put through
any more of his calls
no matter what the urgency.
Did he ever mention why he
didn't wanna talk to Coleman?
No.
Miss McLean,
thanks for coming in.
If you think of anything
else, call us, please.
Sure.
Well, it's a good thing
my social calendar is clear
for the next few days.
Yeah, and nights, Danno.
Until we hear from Che,
the names in this
book are all we've got.
Have, uh, Chin give you a hand.
If you come up with anything,
I'll be at the
Museum of Asian Art.
Jeff, Nichols. How
are you, chum?
Oh, that's good. Yeah, I'm fine.
Honolulu? Ha-ha.
Like they say it is,
it's paradise, mate.
Only I'm not here
on a holiday. Right.
I wouldn't be calling
you if I was, would I now?
Look, Jeff, I need a box man.
Right?
Yeah, but don't send that
bloke you sent last time.
Yeah, well, he talks
too much, you know?
What's that?
Oh, that sounds good. Right.
Okay. Have him call me
at the Ilikai in Room 253.
You'll do that?
Oh, that's a good lad.
Okay. Bye, chum.
Have a good time now. Bye.
This whole affair has
been really quite trying.
I considered Avery...
Mr. Marsh to be more
than a business associate.
I see. He was a friend of yours?
Why, yes,
but, uh, we didn't see
one another too much.
Why did he consistently
avoid taking your phone call?
Well, Mr. McGarrett,
you... You must understand.
See, our museum competes
with others all over the world
to acquire the finest
possible artifacts.
And part of my job
is to develop contacts
with art dealers who
have fine things for sale.
Avery had a very keen eye.
Many of the things that
came into his possession
were simply stunning.
I simply have to
plead over-eagerness.
You're aware that a
lot of his stunning finds
were probably ripped
out of archeological sites
all over the world.
Now, in a sense, that
would make Marsh
a receiver of stolen property.
As far as I know, Avery
dealt only in legitimate circles.
And to the extent
that you are attempting
to impugn the
acquisition policies
of this museum, I assure you,
we are very strict.
Does that include
unannounced acquisitions?
Mr. McGarrett, I don't
really see the point.
Oh, the point is, Mr. Coleman,
that when museums like yours
deal under the table
with men like Marsh,
buying artifacts that
have been stolen
from other
countrie" burial sites,
that's stealing that
country's heritage.
And there is no way...
No way you can pretend
that that is not a crime.
What does this have to
do with Avery's murder?
Maybe nothing, maybe everything.
Were there any special pieces
that he was trying to
move quickly recently?
I don't know.
Well, what did you buy from
him, say, in the last six months?
Well, let me see. Uh...
There have been three.
A Chorotega burial vase
and two Mayan masks.
And each of them, I might add,
has received special acclaim
in this month's
Archaeological Digest.
Shall I quote?
No, I'll take your word
for it. I'll be in touch.
How do you do?
How'd it go?
I'm not sure.
Did you mention
the Kashmiri Ring?
I may be getting
old, but I'm not senile.
What do you plan to do now?
I... I don't know.
Then I'll tell you.
Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
Moving that piece
now would be stupid.
It stays where it is.
Well, if that is
what you think best.
I do.
( sitar theme playing)
(ringing)
Of course, put him through.
(phone ringing)
Nichols.
WOMAN (on phone): Ready
on your call to New Delhi, sir.
Yes, thank you.
Hello. Nichols.
Mr. Nichols.
I am so pleased
to hear your voice.
It has been some time.
Yes, but it's... Heh-heh.
It's time well-spent, mate.
You have good news then?
NICHOLS: In 24 hours,
I'll be able to deliver
the Kashmiri Ring of Life.
How about that?
You will have all five pieces?
If I didn't have
all five pieces,
we wouldn't have a
deal, would we, now?
MAN (on phone): No, no,
of course not. It's just that
you will have to excuse
me, Mr. Nichols, I...
I am overcome.
This is going to mean
so much to my country.
Oh, of course.
Uh, where do we meet?
I will come to you in Honolulu.
Shall we say the
consulate at noon,
um, the day after tomorrow?
I'll be there, love.
I'll be there. Goodbye.
Che, got something for us?
Just a second, Steve.
The ballistics
report just came in.
The gun that killed Marsh
was a Webley .38. English.
Webley?
We don't bump into
one of those very often.
No, it's not too
common in this country
because it's so difficult to
obtain ammunition for them.
The .38 caliber
ammo in this country
just doesn't work
well in the Webley.
Run it down, Frank.
Try the gun dealers
and hock shops first.
FRANK: Right away.
What about Marsh's
apartment? Anything?
Well, the only
fingerprints that turned up
belonged to Marsh and his maid.
Steve, we turned that
place upside down,
but nothing.
WOMAN (on PA): Announcing Flight
14 from New York and Los Angeles
now arriving at gate A.
This is the final call
for Flight 190 to Los
Angeles, Chicago,
now ready for departure, Gate 9.
WOMAN 2 (on phone
): Ilikai Hotel, aloha.
Room 253.
(phone ringing)
Hello. Nichols.
Colin Nichols? Ben Clark.
Clark?
Jeffrey's friend? Hah!
You just get in then? Yeah.
Well, why don't you pop
over and we'll have a chat?
Hello? Clark?
Danno, how's it going?
Till about a half an
hour ago, stonewall.
Then bam, it hit
the fan twice. Give.
Two art dealers
from Marsh's book.
Thomas Severt, Copenhagen,
Juro Omata, Tokyo.
Both shot to death
within the last 12 months.
( sitar theme swells)
Any details? I've got calls in
to both police departments.
Copenhagen's gonna call back.
As far as Tokyo's concerned,
it's the wrong time of day.
Counting Marsh,
three hits in a year.
All art dealers, all
handling the same product.
Makes coincidence
kind of hard to buy.
Yeah.
If they are related.
Jenny? Get me Paul
Albrecht, Interpol.
( soft theme playing)
I'm Clark.
I'm Nichols.
(door shuts)
How was your trip?
Fine.
Would you like a drink?
You know, bourbon, Scotch?
Anything you'd like? Nothing.
Oh.
No, Paul, you've
been more than helpful.
Yes. Sure.
I-I hope we can
reciprocate sometime.
Thank you, aloha.
Well, our killer's got
something definitely in mind.
Both Severt and Omata
were hit with a Webley .38.
And get this:
they were both tortured.
That probably accounts for
the cold shoulder Chin and I got
from the people in Marsh's book.
It's a tight club,
they had to know.
Yeah, so what
does it all add up to?
Three people killed
in completely different
parts of the world.
All of them with obviously
something valuable,
so valuable that only torture
could pry it out of them.
Information? Somebody
tracking something?
Yeah, it sure looks
that way, doesn't it?
Let's see how it washes.
Get back on the phone with
those dealers, the ones in the book.
Call them, lay it out for them,
see if any of them crack.
Right.
Guards?
One. He's an old boy.
He shouldn't cause any trouble.
Hey, look, mate,
aren't you curious about
what we're going after at all?
No. When do we do it?
When do we...?
Tonight, if it's all
right with you. Fine.
( ominous theme playing)
(scraping on glass)
(gun cocking) (gasps)
CLARK: Right there, Pop.
On the floor.
Let's go over it again.
Well, like I told you,
it was around 1:30 this morning,
they came in and out
of here, half hour, I'd say.
Well, any idea
how tall they were?
Their weight maybe?
Hard when you're
looking up from the floor.
Well, how about their voices?
Anything distinctive,
accents, was it high, low?
Well, I only heard
the one that told me
to get down on the floor.
And it was nothing special.
And, of course, he
was wearing a mask
so that could have
muffled it some.
Okay. Here's the rundown.
Point of entry is in the back.
Right through the
glass, neat and clean.
Somebody did a good job
of cutting the alarm wires
at the junction box.
And whoever blew it open
did it without any
noise pollution.
Okay.
I'm gonna check in.
( mysterious theme playing)
(door opens)
Mr. McGarrett, I
am terribly sorry.
I was certain Dr. Coleman
would be back by now.
He should be here any minute.
Is there something
I can get you?
Coffee? No, thank you.
But perhaps you could
answer a few questions for me
about the figurine.
I'll try.
What is it you'd like to know?
Well, for instance, what
is its monetary value?
Well, of course I can only judge
by what the museum paid for it.
I believe it was $25,000.
Twenty-five thousand.
How does that compare to
the value of the other items
the burglar passed up?
There are a number
of pieces there
worth considerably more.
That's what's so
baffling about it.
Yeah.
What about its background?
All I know is that
it's from India.
The Kashmir Valley.
Actually, it is one
of five figurines
said to make up the
Kashmiri Ring of Life.
One of five. Where
are the other four?
I don't know.
I doubt anybody does.
There are many versions
as to exactly when and
where they were discovered.
My guess is that
they were unearthed
at an illegal
excavation in Punjab
some 15 years ago.
From there, there's no telling.
Some are undoubtedly lost,
others may have found
their way to private collectors.
Doctor,
suppose someone managed
to acquire all five pieces.
Now, what would
they be worth as a unit?
I wouldn't even hazard a guess.
Please accept my apologies.
Well, have you
found out anything
about who might have done this?
No. No, no, not yet.
Dr. Cramer was
just filling me in on...
How did you call it?
The Kashmiri Ring? Yes.
I must tell you, I'm
really quite mystified.
Yes, well, maybe we can
put a few facts together.
From whom did you
acquire the figurine?
I'm sorry.
It's the policy of this museum
to keep the sources
of our acquisitions
in strictest confidence.
I simply can't make
any exceptions.
Mr. Coleman, I
would strongly suggest
that you consider
making an exception.
We're dealing with murder
and grand theft here,
and as a police
officer of this state,
I have to have the facts.
Now, when you say it's
the policy of this museum,
do you mean that
it's established
by the board of trustees?
Well, no. Not formally.
Oh, in other words,
what we're talking
about is your policy?
Well, yes, but the trustees
haven't questioned it.
Have they ever been asked
about it? The wisdom of it?
Well, there's no
better time to find out
than right now, is there?
I assume that you'll
answer my questions
if they instruct you to.
Wait.
I bought the piece
from Avery Marsh,
but I was reluctant
to mention it before
because there has
been some dispute
with the government of India
over the ownership of the Ring.
Dispute, huh? What you
mean in plain language
is that the Indian government
would like a national
treasure returned.
Yes.
But I assure you, I knew nothing
about those other murders.
I didn't mention anything
about any other murders.
Yet you knew about them.
That's why you were
bugging Marsh, wasn't it?
It was too hot to handle.
What, wouldn't he buy it back?
I have nothing more
to say, Mr. McGarrett.
Well, that's your
right, Mr. Coleman,
but I wonder how the trustees
will feel about the director
of their museum
exercising that right.
Or pleading the Fifth
Amendment in a trial, let's say.
Or spending $25,000
on stolen merchandise.
You know, sooner or later,
you're gonna have to
answer somebody's questions.
I just hope you don't
wait for the grand jury
and then have to go to prison.
(door shuts)
Don't let him intimidate you.
Please, doctor,
just leave me alone.
McGarrett to Central.
Patch me through
to Dan Williams.
(phone rings)
Williams.
McGARRETT (on phone
): Danno, contact Interpol.
See if they have any
information on the possible theft
of some Indian artifacts.
A group of five figurines,
apparently ancient,
called the Kashmiri Ring.
I'll fill you in later.
Right.
( sitar theme playing)
Good morning, love.
May I help you?
I'm here to see Ram Bushan.
He's expecting me.
My name's Nichols.
He is. He's using the
office right across the hall.
You can go right in.
Thank you.
Mr. Bushan.
Mr. Nichols.
(laughs)
It's nice to see
you again, chum.
Oh, this is a big day
for India, Mr. Nichols.
Yes, of course. And for me.
And for me.
Fantastic.
More than I... I
could have dreamed.
Well, yes, uh,
I'm in the business
of making dreams
come true, you know?
(chuckles)
You're in the business
of, uh, paying for them?
Of course.
Forgive me. Please.
Thank you.
Bloody beautiful.
(sighs)
Now, that's a lovely
sight, you know that?
All that crisp green.
(chuckles)
It's a fake, Mr. Nichols.
( tense theme swells)
BUSHAN: Even I was
fooled for a moment.
A superlative fraud.
But whoever perpetrated this
had one blank spot
in their knowledge.
You see,
our alphabet changed
in certain respects
shortly after the
Ring was crafted.
The character that you
see on the back of that torso
was not drawn in that fashion
until after the year 300 A.D.
Of course, you could
not possibly have known.
It's just a great
disappointment.
That's hardly the
word for it, mate.
You don't know
how hard I had to...
Nor do I want to know.
(whispers): It's Coleman.
I must say, I-I really
am at a loss as to how...
Don't worry, mate. Don't.
Uh...
I'll be back in 24 hours
with the last piece.
And it won't be a fake.
Twenty-four hours?
I-I don't follow how
you could... (laughs)
Uh. There's a bloke
who can explain.
And he damn well
better, that's all.
You keep your eye on that.
And I'll see you
tomorrow, Mr. Bushan.
Excuse me, sir.
( ominous theme playing)
(phone rings)
Hello?
Hello, Dr. Cramer?
Our friend is going
after Coleman.
I'll handle it from here.
Are you sure?
Don't worry.
(hangs up)
Steve? Yeah, Danno.
I just heard back
from Paul Albrecht.
Interpol lists all four
remaining figurines as stolen.
Two from private collectors
in New York, from Zurich,
one from the Orient
Museum in Stockholm,
the other from a
small London museum.
But here's the kicker.
Each of those museum hits
came within 48 hours of a murder,
Severt's and Omata's.
So Honolulu was the endgame.
Right. And whoever's
got those figurines
is gonna have an easy
time unloading them.
Two years ago the Indian
government put up a reward.
One million dollars to anyone
who returns the five
pieces of the Ring intact,
no questions asked.
No questions asked, huh?
Well, I've got a couple
for the Indian consul.
For instance, has he
been contacted recently
by any bounty hunters?
Let's go.
Dr. Coleman, I wanna
talk to you in private.
I have an important meeting.
This is more important.
If it has anything
to do with the Ring,
put it out of your mind.
If there are any
further complications,
I'll handle them myself.
But there are
several other matters
that I wish to discuss with
you as soon as possible.
(exhales heavily)
All right.
I'll be meeting with the museum
trustees most of the afternoon
at the Chai House.
So why don't you give me a
call at home, say, um, after 5:00?
( suspenseful theme playing)
( ominous theme playing)
(engine starts)
(engine starts)
Ah, yes, I have an idea of
why you gentlemen are here.
The theft of the
Kashmiri figurine.
Am I correct, Mr. McGarrett?
That is correct.
And I understand
that your government
has offered a
reward of $1 million
for the return of
the Kashmiri Ring,
all five pieces intact.
We have,
but I'm afraid I'm not
familiar with the details.
Fortunately, our assistant
minister of our cultural affairs
has stopped here for a brief
visit on his way to New York.
I'm sure he'll be able
to tell you anything
that you might want to know.
Good.
Would you please
locate Mr. Bushan?
Yes.
( mysterious theme playing)
BUSHAN: You see, this reward
was absolutely our last recourse.
From time to time, we
would hear about the sale
of one of the
Kashmiri figurines,
but the art collectors, the
dealers, even the museums
refused to discuss the matter,
let alone sending the pieces
back to my government.
I understand that, Mr. Bushan,
but your reward may
have triggered a murder.
My government would
never condone such a thing.
I realize that.
But you... You see, you must
understand our desperation.
The Kashmiri Ring has
immense cultural significance
to my country.
It belongs in India,
Mr. McGarrett.
Of course.
Now, you stay
close to your phone.
You may be getting a call soon.
In fact, I'm surprised
that you haven't been
contacted already.
Never underestimate
the capacity of the open
market, Mr. McGarrett.
It is conceivable that
this individual chose
to make his
arrangements elsewhere,
at more profitable terms.
But if contact is made,
you will, of course,
be notified immediately.
Am I correct, Mr. Vasanti?
Of course.
Mr. Bushan, there
is a man to see you.
His name is Mr. Tanaka
and says you sent for him.
No.
Oh, yeah. Of course. Of course.
This must be my guide.
It is my first visit to
your marvelous islands.
I want to see as
much as possible
before I have to push off.
Is there something else?
No, thank you.
That's all for now.
Goodbye.
Thank you.
Something bugging you,
Steve? Yeah. Bushan.
I just can't grab hold of it,
but check him out, Danno.
( mysterious theme playing)
(engine starts)
( suspenseful theme playing)
( ominous theme playing)
( sinister theme playing)
(gunshots)
(car tires squealing)
( dramatic theme swells)
( dramatic theme playing)
Someone wanted to make
real sure he stayed down.
McGARRETT: Yeah.
What have we got, Chin? This.
Twenty-five caliber, huh?
Long way from a Webley.
We know he left a business
meeting around 4:30 alone.
H.P.D. received
the call at 4:55.
Looks like someone
was laying for him.
Steve.
Neighbors give you anything?
Best thing we've got so
far is the lady next door
said she saw a woman headed
for the house here around 3:00.
Couldn't give any
description though.
Didn't pay much attention.
A woman?
Hm.
Why Coleman though?
Doesn't fit. Doesn't fit.
All we know for sure
is that there's more
to this bag of snakes
than meets the eye.
(phone rings)
Kemana.
Oh, yeah. Hold on. It's Danny.
Thank you. Yeah, Danno?
DANNO (on phone): I've been
running down Ram Bushan,
pretty smooth till I
got to Immigration.
He's been here before, Steve.
Once. About six months ago.
Full diplomatic shots,
supposedly on official business,
but he never bothered to
check in with his own consulate.
Kind of strange, huh?
Yeah.
What was the exact
date of his visit?
February 12th.
That was about one
week after Coleman bought
the fifth figurine from Marsh.
Do you think that, uh,
somebody tipped
Bushan off to the purchase
and that's why he made
a secret trip to Honolulu?
Could be. Yeah, it could be.
Okay, Danno. Thank you.
(hangs up)
All right, what have we got?
Coleman is dead.
Marsh is dead.
Bushan makes a-a secret
trip to Honolulu last February
and doesn't even check
in with his own consulate.
Strange. I wonder why.
You don't mind if I look
at this, do you, love?
I don't like being lied to
and I don't like being used.
I'll give you this:
you and Bushan had a
ruddy clever plan going.
I chase all over the world
looking for five figurines
while you two lie back,
knowing that the fifth
one's gonna be fake.
And when Bushan sprang
the phony one on me,
he knew that I'd go
off chasing Coleman
thinking he was the one
that had made the switch.
Bloody clever.
And you'd be waiting.
To do both Coleman and me in
and keep our mouths
shut permanently.
I sweat blood
over those figurines
and I spilled more
of it along the way.
And you and Bushan are not
gonna collect my million-dollar reward
from the Indian government.
Do you understand me?
I want the fifth
figurine, the real one.
And I mean to have it.
I really mean to have it, love.
No. Please.
I'll take you to it. Right now.
Be my guest.
( ominous theme playing)
(laughs)
( suspenseful theme playing)
CHIN HO: No sign of her.
Nothing on her calendar.
McGARRETT: Look at
that. CHIN HO: Real cozy.
Yeah. Yeah, it
smells like conspiracy
with a little double-cross
along the way.
You go after the lady,
I'll try to catch
up with Bushan.
CRAMER: It's
authentic, Mr. Nichols.
Oh, I'm sure it is,
love. I'm sure it is.
All right, ring Bushan.
Come on.
Tell him there's
been a change in plan.
You have to have your half of
the reward money now, today.
You'll meet him at Hanauma Point
and you'll give
him the last figurine.
Got it?
Do it.
( suspenseful theme playing)
(engine starts)
No, Mr. McGarrett, I haven't.
But then, I have been
away most of the day.
However, if I can be
of any help, I would.
I certainly do not condone
Mr. Bushan's actions.
Do you know how we
might reach Mr. Bushan?
You just missed him.
He asked me to
get a taxi for him
and he left maybe
15, 20 minutes ago.
What cab company?
Moana.
May I use your phone? Yes.
( suspenseful theme playing)
Wait for me here, please.
I'll be going on to the airport.
Something is
troubling you, my dear?
No.
I don't have time
for jokes, doctor.
Quite right, mate.
( ominous theme playing)
(chuckles)
Put it in.
Put it in.
Come on, get it in.
( sitar theme playing)
It's all over now, love.
(laughs)
(gunshot)
All safe. Who we
got to thank for that?
How about Krishna, huh?
( upbeat surf theme playing)