Hawaii Five-O (1968–1980): Season 9, Episode 11 - Target - A Cop - full transcript
A sniper targets police officers.
LORD: This is Jack Lord inviting you
to be with us next for "Target-A Cop."
Don't make it any easier for
the sniper than it already is.
Now he plans well and
he shoots even better.
He's using a rifle with a night
scope, we think, probably a starlight.
Make yourselves
vulnerable and he'll nail you.
My parole officer told me
you've been stroking me, pal.
I am cutting you off.
You didn't tell him how I was your
orderly in the prison hospital, did you?
You didn't tell him how I
wheeled your fat duff around
for about six months after some
rookie cop put a.38 slug up your spine.
You didn't tell him
that, did you, war hero?
- How is he?
- He's still alive.
I think we have the guy
who killed Ichiro and Mifune.
Sure you do, pally.
We're gonna need
two H.P.D. uniforms.
One for Danno and one for me.
If that complaint turns
out to be from the sniper
you're a dead man, Steve.
McGARRETT: We set
the trap. We'll be the bait.
LORD: Next, "Target-A Cop."
Be here, aloha.
Don't make it any easier for
the sniper than it already is.
Now, he plans well and
he shoots even better.
He's using a rifle with a night
scope, probably a starlight.
Make yourselves
vulnerable, and he'll nail you.
DANNY: How is
he? OFFICER: Alive.
[OVER RADIO] We have the
guy who killed Ichiro and Mifune.
Sure you do, pally.
We're gonna need
two H.P.D. uniforms,
one for Danno, and one for me.
If that complaint turns
out to be from the sniper,
you're a dead man, Steve.
McGARRETT: We set
the trap, we'll be the bait.
MAN: Yes. I'd
like to report a fire.
It's behind the
office in the alley.
Same place as last week.
It's in the rubbish bin.
It's right off of Chaplain Lane.
When are you gonna
clean that grill, Matt?
Christmas, whether
it needs it or not.
WOMAN [OVER RADIO]: Delta 12.
Trash fire in alley
behind Chaplain Lane.
Hey, the indigestion's free.
Buy some grill cleaner.
What are you, Ralph Nader?
Delta 12. Ten-four.
[POLICE SIREN WAILING]
- How'd it start?
- Kids probably.
We'll have it out in a moment.
[GUNSHOT]
That's gotta be
150 yards anyway.
DANNY: And at night.
How are we doing, captain?
I don't know with this.
Anyone got any guesses
why he shot from here?
Good angle down the
alley. Elevator next door.
Do we have a medical report yet?
Just a preliminary, small-caliber
slug that shattered on impact.
A hot load or hollow point.
Steve, an office
window was left open
at the other end of this
floor, right over the trash bin.
The door was
jimmied with a knife.
Good, Chin. See what
else you can come up with.
The sniper could've
started the fire,
moved to this office for a better angle,
and so the firemen couldn't see him.
He knew that squad
cars follow up fires.
But could he have known
which individual police
officer would answer the call?
No, he couldn't. Not here.
We're at the intersection
of three patrol districts.
Any of three cars
could've responded.
And we've had a
few trash fires lately.
The kids like to
watch the trucks roll.
If it was a thrill killing,
wouldn't he have
shot at the firemen too?
I'm afraid he wanted
a cop, captain.
- What else, Danno?
- Just, uh, footprints but two sets.
They probably belong to the
painters who have been working here.
Well, what about over
here where the sniper stood?
- Anything? DANNY: Nope.
Nothing. He probably
stood on this drop cloth.
[SIGHS]
Meticulous fellow.
Lots of muscle too, Steve.
Try to raise that window.
McGARRETT: Mm-hm.
Well, he's no pussycat.
Keep the size and power
of that guy in mind, Danno,
when you put it through the
computer. I want a readout.
Underground groups,
revolutionaries,
juvenile gangs, hit
men, psychos, the works.
I know. I know,
the list is long.
- Take a week.
- Better not take a week.
Chin will give you a hand.
Then it'll take two weeks.
[CHUCKLES]
If the shooter didn't want
Officer Ichiro in particular,
I'm afraid that some
guy or some group
has declared war on the
police department, captain.
[GRUNTING AND SHOUTING]
[LAUGHS]
PURDY: Got it, got it.
MAN: Yeah.
Ah, so. Whoo.
Play it rough.
All right. Got it.
You gotta do me a favor though.
Take a little steam
off those passes.
They're getting a little
hot to handle for me.
- You got it.
- Let's get out of here.
What's happening?
Hey, Tim, what's going on?
Not a lot. Not a lot, you know.
You know, uh, sarge
learned how to throw them
passes throwing
grenades at the Viet Cong.
Yeah, yeah, just killing time.
Go get your welfare check, Bob.
[CHUCKLES]
- Take it easy, sarge.
- Alrighty.
Hey, uh, you better
watch your step, pal.
The pros are gonna be knocking
your door down if you ain't careful.
Oh, yeah. You can help
negotiate my contract.
Yeah, yeah.
Tim, what's with the long sleeves,
huh? I mean, you are a bust.
Thought you were
off the stuff, huh?
Well, yeah, you know,
I'm down to meth.
But, uh, I got the shorts again.
- Oh, you got the shorts again?
- Yeah.
Here, here.
You know, that's a hundred
bucks you owe me, you know?
Wonder when the
tide's gonna go out.
Well, at that hi-fi shop where you
work, they buy used stuff, don't they?
Sure do.
Well, I'll bring you some.
No, really, I'll bring you
enough to get my watch back,
and enough to get us square.
Yeah, sure.
Here, put this in
the trunk for me.
[GRUNTS]
Hey, what kind of guitar is
this you got? Is this a Martin?
Yeah, it's one of the
best. Leave it alone.
Come on, shut
the trunk. Let's go.
Honolulu Police Department.
MAN [OVER PHONE]:
They're doing it again.
- What are they doing,
sir? MAN: Skateboarding.
Dozens of them.
Right under my window.
SARAH [OVER RADIO]: Three-seven.
Complaint of noisy skateboarders
behind condominium
at 8809 Liakua Street.
OFFICER [OVER RADIO]:
Three-seven. Ten-four.
Yes, indeed.
Sic them, crime crushers.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Hey, now, George.
Oh, what a pleasant
surprise. What's happening?
- Thank you, sarge.
- Ha, ha.
Oh, ha.
You're gonna come
down on me for that, huh?
Well, posing as a war veteran's
a violation of your parole.
Uh...
People hire ex-Marines,
they don't hire ex-cons.
True?
Well, just don't build yourself
up into some big hero, hey.
Oh, big hero.
My bed's made, my
shoes are shined.
What happened to the.38?
Police slug they
dug out of your spine.
You used to keep it in this.
Now, I'm sure you're
not gonna believe this,
but I got drunk one
night and I ate it.
I thought it was
a beer nut, huh?
Oh, come on, George,
I'm long past that.
I'm into living now.
I'm on my way.
Yeah. So I hear.
Your know, your basketball
prowess made the Sunday papers.
You're a regular
Jerry Lucas on wheels.
Yeah.
You know, I'm getting a
tingling sensation in my left leg.
They said, if
things go right, uh,
you know, my legs will
be as strong as my arms.
Did Dr. Reston say that?
Yeah. He sent my x-rays to some
specialists at Queens Hospital.
They're doctors that get guys
like myself back on their feet.
Well, it's something to work
for, Purdy, if the doctors are for it.
If?
Oh, you're so inspiring.
And what's Tim Ryder?
Oh, he's just a
hype. He's drying out.
You know, I...
I give him some money once in
a while to buy some methadone.
He's already selling the
methadone he gets from the clinic,
and he's got a record.
Shut him off, sarge.
You know, your visits have a very
therapeutic effect on me, Mr. Atwater.
Like a root canal.
You're doing okay, Purdy.
Just clean up your act.
SARAH [ON RADIO]: Echo 2.
Need a ten-six on that accident.
MAN: Just a little
bumper tag ten-eight.
Honolulu Police Department.
WOMAN [OVER PHONE]:
There's something at my window.
Your address, please?
A scratching sound, like,
um, long fingernails clawing.
Is someone there?
No, I'm alone.
Is there someone at the window?
I'm afraid to look any closer.
Could be the wind.
[GASPS]
Might be that prowler.
Romeo 41.
Possible prowler
at 2809 Lanikai.
OFFICER: Romeo 41.
I'm only a few blocks
away from there. Ten-four.
Your nearest
backup is on a ten-14.
OFFICER: Negative on the backup.
That's, uh, Mrs. Pelcher
with some chocolate brownies.
Her social security check
must have come today.
Get her recipe.
PELCHER: Be careful
of the new plants.
No signs of anyone,
Mrs. Pelcher.
Well, there was a strange
noise at my window.
Ooh. Gave me the willies.
And that's Ms. Pelcher.
I smell something. Brownies?
Aha.
There's some bloodhound
in you, Mr. Mifune.
You're gonna be a
detective one day.
- Ha, ha.
- Come.
MIFUNE [OVER RADIO]: Romeo 41
with ten-eight on
the primo brownies.
What about the recipe, Romeo?
MIFUNE: They're
made from scratch.
And if you stop by,
she'll give you the full
instructions and some fine coffee.
SARAH: I just might.
Isn't that sweet?
No job too small for the H.P.D.
CHE FONG: Probably
looked something like this.
The ingredients are all
ordinary household materials.
Nothing traceable.
You mean, a Molotov
cocktail to start a trash fire?
Ichiro was set up,
pure and simple.
But we still don't
know the why of it.
Why the sniper
shot, and why now.
Ambush is in style
on the mainland.
Yeah.
That's what I'm afraid of, captain.
The trend may be moving west.
If it was an underground
revolutionary group,
they would've taken
credit for the kill by now.
Captain.
Let's go into a prevent defense.
Two men in every squad car.
Reinforce them with a hot
squad in unmarked cars.
Now, I have a hunch
that our sniper is a loner.
With two men in every squad unit,
he can't count on disabling them both.
- Not if they're care...
- Hold it, Steve.
You're talking about
several thousand dollars extra
to cover the same patrol area.
Do you remember how much
trouble we had trying to get a raise?
You bet I remember.
I'm all for it. My men
would love nothing more.
- But how do I justify the expense...?
- I'll talk to the council.
I'll talk to the mayor. Get
you some extra dough.
You can tell your watch
commander to start tonight.
You must have a
major credit card.
Tad? Captain Sukai.
Get out the reserve list.
All patrol units go out
with two men tonight,
and unmarked cars for backup.
I know.
But McGarrett says he can
cut some money loose for us.
I'll tell him.
My lieutenant says, "Bless you."
And he'll send you the bill.
I heard that, lieutenant.
This man knifed a detective.
Name's Hardecheck.
Strictly a blade man.
Yeah, too small anyway.
Nathan Purdy, wounded
in a bank shoot-out.
You know him? He's on parole.
No, but it says that
he's a paraplegic.
Oh, yeah.
Greg Liddle, he's inside.
Ah, it's a beautiful
night, Stonewall.
The trades are up.
[HUMMING]
[SCRATCHING ON WINDOW]
[WHISPERING] This is
Mrs. Pelcher at 2809 Lanikai.
Which window, Mrs. Pelcher?
All right, stay on the phone
while I call a car, please.
Romeo 41. Prowler
at 2809 Lanikai.
Suspect on the west
side of the house.
She sounds really scared, Jack.
MIFUNE: Romeo 41, ten-four.
On our way.
He's not at the window now.
I don't know where he went.
Turn on all your lights,
Mrs. Pelcher, all of them.
The front one first.
Yeah.
MIFUNE: My partner's
around back, Mrs. Pelcher,
so don't be
alarmed if you hear...
PELCHER: There
was a man, officer.
[PELCHER SCREAMS]
Oh, my God.
Come on, sweetheart.
[GUNSHOT]
Gotcha.
CARTWRIGHT: Ten-15. Ten-15.
Romeo 41.
Mifune down, condition C.
A setup.
We need an ambulance fast.
[POLICE SIREN WAILING]
I can't tell you
what he looked like.
But you can be positive,
there was a prowler
at my window last night.
As true as I'm sitting here.
I have no doubts
about that, Mrs. Pelcher.
How's Cartwright doing?
Better. They're putting his
hip back together with pins.
They found a whole slug in Mifune.
May have something for ballistics.
How is dear Mr. Mifune?
He died early this
morning, ma'am.
[WHIMPERS]
How horrible.
He was so nice to me.
McGARRETT: Sorry.
CHIN HO: Dirt's too soft
to hold footprints, Steve.
McGARRETT: Well.
It held these wheel marks,
though, if that's what they are.
Steve.
There's your wheel marks.
Yeah, I guess so.
You may wanna talk to Sarah
Hale, our dispatch operator.
She said Mrs. Pelcher
was pretty scared.
More than on her
other prowler calls.
Oh, I'm convinced that Mrs.
Pelcher had a real prowler.
What bothers me is
how the sniper knew
she had called in previously.
Now, when Officer
Ichiro was murdered,
he could have read about those
trash fires in the newspaper, but not this.
Could be using a scanner.
That's what I'm
afraid of, Danno.
Captain, let's tape record
everything from now on.
The telephone calls to
H.P.D. as well as the radio talk.
And, uh, I'd like to
have the dispatch tapes
for the last couple of
weeks sent over to my office.
SUKAI: Will do.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
What's happening?
What's in the box, goose?
One FM tuner.
Just hold your applause
until the end of the show.
Santa's bag is deep.
And all I want out of it, it is my
watch back and, uh, you know,
maybe a stray 20 if
you're in the mood.
I got some bad news
for you, Timmy boy.
This is pre-stereo,
with somebody's social
security number on the back.
This junk here would cost
20 bucks to make it worth 10.
What is this garbage
you're laying on me?
What are you talking about? This
stuff's worth a few hundred bucks.
Come on.
This here,
you can buy it for 20 bucks
at a discount store, brand new.
Get this junk out of here, man.
What are you giving me?
Nothing.
Uh, where's my watch?
I lost your watch.
Lost it?
Well, you better find it, buddy.
I'll find it, buddy.
And you better find
yourself a new bank.
My parole officer told me
you've been stroking me, pal.
I am cutting you off.
You didn't tell him
how I was your orderly in
the prison hospital, did you?
You didn't tell him how
I wheeled your fat duff
around for about six months
after some rookie cop
put a.38 slug up your spine.
You didn't tell him
that, did you, war hero?
Bug off, pal.
Some war hero. Shot in
the back, running away.
And your basketball buddies,
they'd laugh for a week
if they knew that the only
action their war hero ever saw
was some funky bank robbery.
[GROANS]
The only thing you got
out of it was a wheelchair.
Uh-huh.
Okay, sonny boy.
You've just bought the farm.
CLAYBOURNE: Everybody
got your hot sheets?
Okay, now we're
still on two-man cars,
and we got some new
lightweight flak vests
for those of you who
wanna carry them around.
You won't sweat
so much in these,
and no one's gonna
question that you're studs.
Now, when you go out there,
use every brain cell you've got.
Every damn one
of you is a target.
This man over here,
if you haven't met him, is
Steve McGarrett, head of Five-0.
- Steve?
- Thank you, sergeant.
I would just like to second the
motion of your watch commander here.
Don't make it any easier for
the sniper than it already is.
He's using a rifle with a night
scope, we think. Probably a starlight.
Which means that he can
see you clearly from 150 yards.
Now, he plans well and
he shoots even better.
He's fired three rounds so far.
He's put two in the
ten-ring and one in the four.
Make yourselves
vulnerable, and he'll nail you.
OFFICER: Sir?
Are you saying that Officers Ichiro
and Mifune made some mistakes?
No.
No, I'm saying that there is
no friendly territory anymore.
Not until we nail this sniper.
You must avoid making
yourselves vulnerable,
no matter where
you patrol tonight.
Just what do you
suggest, Mr. McGarrett?
I suggest you remember
three words on every call:
Ichiro, Mifune and Cartwright.
That's good leather.
They don't make
them like that anymore.
Yeah. Wait till you
see what's inside.
That's some guitar.
Yeah, you know it.
How much?
Six hundred bucks, if that's
the kind of scope I think it is.
Uh...
There's some kind of mix-up.
Um, I had a party last night.
Uh, somebody's got my guitar.
- Quite a party.
- Yeah.
If you can't find your guitar,
you got the better end of the deal.
I'll give you 800.
Uh, no, I can't. It's
not mine, really. Uh...
Hello? Is Duke there?
SARAH [ON RECORDING]: Alpha 2.
Alpha 2. Give me
a ten-six on that.
Romeo 41.
Prowler at 2809 Lanikai.
Suspect at the west
side of the house.
She's really scared, Jack.
DANNY: Steve. MIFUNE:
Romeo 41, ten-four.
- Yeah, Danno. DANNY:
We were due for a break.
An old man found this
watch, hanging on a bush,
across the street from
the Pelcher house.
- Was it running when he found it?
- Yeah.
And he remembers
hearing a car pull away
minutes after Mifune and
Cartwright were ambushed.
His house is behind the driveway
where we found a spent shell.
"First Marines, Tim Ryder,
H Battery, Third Battalion."
Artillery spotters were
issued starlight scopes
when they were doing
forward observation.
I requested a C and
C from Washington
and the Marine Corps
is pulling a stat on his file.
What about a driver's
license on this bird?
Stale address, YMCA.
There were paint spots
on the watch crystal.
Che scraped them for analysis.
Paint spots.
Steve, we're on our way to
Oni's pawn shop on Hotel Street.
A doper brought in a rifle with
a night scope in a guitar case.
Changed his mind and
ran. No license number.
Get over there fast.
On it.
Danno, I've been
going over these tapes.
After he hears two or
three legitimate calls,
our sniper instigates his
own from the same address.
He knows that they won't
send a second car backup,
because it's not dangerous.
If he's picking
up our callbacks,
he's monitoring us
with a good scanner.
Yeah, which means
he hears everything.
Everything, even our stakeouts.
We can't change the channels.
How do we shut him out?
We don't shut him out.
Do you remember a
poem by Edwin Markham?
He drew a circle
that shut me out
Heretic, rebel, a thing to flout
But good and I had a wit to win
We drew a circle,
and took him in
That's what we're gonna do.
We're gonna take him in. We're
gonna create our own setup.
- You mean two or three fake calls?
- Right.
At an address we like,
with enough manpower
to bottle him up.
- Might work.
- If I know that mentality, it will work.
ONI: When he saw what
he had in the guitar case,
he couldn't get out
of here fast enough.
And he wanted me to
believe that it wasn't his.
You think it was his?
You know these heavy dopesters,
they steal so much, they
don't know what they got.
You're sure it was a
rifle with a night scope?
Yeah, it's a gun that looks
like Flash Gordon invented.
And the, uh, scope had
a battery attachment.
What make you think
he was a dope addict?
The long sleeves, fidgety,
drove an old beat-up car.
Sorry about the
license plate number.
If you'd like I could
come downtown
and give your artist a
pretty good description.
We could use it, Oni.
Hey, Purdy, get in here. I'm
having trouble with these guys.
Aw, not today, bro.
Have you seen Tim?
Try down Hotel Street.
MAN: It's open,
Sweets. Come on in.
Sweets?
- He must mean you.
- Ha-ha-ha.
Who is Sweets?
Oh. Sorry, Mr. McGarrett,
but a couple of stewardesses
helped us move in.
You guys aren't supposed to be
having too much fun on this detail.
Excuse me, sir,
I don't even understand
what this detail is about.
MacDougall says
all we have to do
is create some
disturbance with the hi-fi?
That's right.
We'll turn in three or four
complaints about your loud music.
Dispatch will send out
a patrol unit each time.
And hopefully...
Hopefully, the sniper will tune in
and use this place for another attack.
Suppose he doesn't buy it?
Well, then we'll try a
different type of complaint.
But, uh, I have absolute faith in
your ability to create a disturbance.
[CHUCKLES]
This should do it.
McGARRETT: Are they our
guys in that wagon out there?
MacDOUGALL: Yes, sir.
Got the whole area covered.
I'm wondering if we
need this setup, Steve.
We got a good description of
Ryder, and we got an APB out on him.
Yeah, it's possible
he's our man, Danno.
But two police officers are dead,
and a third is almost crippled.
And it may be a while
yet before we pick him up.
I just can't see how a
heroin addict like Ryder
can qualify for that sort
of precision rifle work.
Now, we're dealing with a guy
who's turned cop killing into a science.
Now, are you ready, Sweets?
Yes, sir.
Captain Sukai, please.
Captain? McGarrett.
I think we're all
set on this end.
Yeah. Yeah.
Thank you.
Okay, give us time to get downstairs,
and then, uh, wake the dead.
Let's go, Danno.
Put this on the radio just
as you would any other call,
then repeat it in
20 minutes, okay?
Bravo 22.
Complaint of noisy hi-fi at
Manaluan Apartments, Hawaii Kai.
[OVER RADIO] Inquire within.
BLANKENSHIP: Bravo 22. Ten-four.
Ten, 15, 25.
And if you find
your guitar, stop by.
We may still have this for you.
SARAH [ON RADIO]:
Eyes blue, hair brown.
Drug addict.
Wanted for questioning on a 701.
Consider armed and dangerous.
MAN [ON RADIO]:
Delta 6, dispatch.
Is this Ryder wanted on the
killing of Ichiro and Mifune?
SARAH: Ten-four, Delta 6.
How stupid can you get, pally?
701 suspect just passed
Malga and Punchbowl.
Have we heard anything from Che
on that whole slug I got out of Mifune?
No, Steve, nothing new
on the weapon either.
701 suspect proceeding
Malga on Punchbowl,
driving a yellow '68 Cougar.
[OVER RADIO]
Plates, 5-Bravo-8-0-0-0.
Five-0 1, dispatch.
We can intercept at H1 Freeway.
[POLICE SIREN WAILING]
McGARRETT: How is he?
- He's still alive.
McGARRETT: Get an ambulance
and a mobile lab out here.
Look at this, Danno.
We got a ten-ten on the
H1, Halawa Heights off ramp.
[ON RADIO] And
we need a mobile lab.
It's the 701 suspect, Tim Ryder.
SARAH [ON RADIO]:
Ambulance and lab are rolling.
SUKAI: This is Captain Sukai
requesting a ten-six on the suspect.
OFFICER: It looks like
he's bought it, captain.
I think we have the guy
who killed Ichiro and Mifune.
Yeah.
Sure you do, pally.
Right, thanks.
Ryder's condition is unstable.
They don't know when he'll
regain consciousness, if ever.
Do we have any kind
of address on him?
Nope. He probably
lived out of that car.
Steve, got his
Marine personnel file.
He was a forward observer
in Vietnam, a good one too.
Decorated twice, wounded
twice at the siege of Pleiku.
Expert rifleman.
No psychiatric disorders.
Honorably discharged.
What could that tell us?
He turned on to drugs, maybe.
Couldn't adjust.
I had some doubts too.
But Ryder's watch
was found a block
from the setup on
Mifune and Cartwright.
Now, it isn't as though we
were trying to frame him.
I know, the evidence
is knee-deep,
but I just can't accept the fact
that a junkie could shoot that well.
[PHONE RINGS]
Yeah?
It's for you, Che Fong.
Yeah, Che, what do you got?
Are you sure?
Yeah. Yeah, I've got him.
Thank you.
Ryder's prints were
all over the rifle,
it fired the slug taken
from Mifune's body,
and the paint on
that watch crystal
puts him in the office
the night Ichiro was killed.
I would say that clinches it.
I'm on my way to roll call.
Anything to tell the men?
SUKAI: Yeah.
Tell them to go on
one-man patrols as of now.
You must have quite
a bit on this Ryder cat.
Enough to sustain a
conviction, and relax a little.
We'll relax only
a little, captain.
The hearts and minds
of the criminal community
do not change overnight.
MacDougall?
Party's over.
We've got our sniper in the
jail ward at Queens Hospital.
- Glad to hear that, sir.
SUKAI: You're not the only one.
Tell everyone to pack it
in and come on downtown.
You're going back to work.
MacDOUGALL: We're on our way.
[UPBEAT MUSIC
PLAYING ON CAR STEREO]
SARAH: Honolulu
Police Department.
Your address, sir?
We'll send a car as
soon as one is available.
Lunch is on me, gentlemen.
It's the least I can do after putting
you through all that paperwork.
McGARRETT: You gonna spring?
[PHONE RINGING]
- Yes. SARAH: A
man just called this in.
Complaint of a noisy hi-fi
in the Manaluan
Apartments in Hawaii-Kai.
- Inquire within.
- Manaluan?
That's where we had
the stakeout team.
But I relieved them. I
called off the stakeout.
That complaint couldn't
have come because of them.
Uh, this is McGarrett.
Exactly what did the man say?
He lives in the Manaluan
Apartments, hasn't been able to sleep,
because of a loud hi-fi
that was on all night.
You know, by some
screwy coincidence,
this could be legitimate.
Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
Uh, which patrol unit
would take that call?
Uh, Bravo 22.
Uh, Officer Blankenship.
He's just going on duty now.
Hold him. Hold him, please.
Captain, we're gonna
need two H.P.D. uniforms,
one for Danno, and one for me.
Uniforms?
If that complaint turns
out to be from the sniper,
you're a dead man, Steve.
We set the trap,
we'll be the bait.
OFFICER: I heard where
you're going. Good luck.
McGARRETT: What's that?
It's my rabbit's foot.
You might need it.
Yeah, I might.
Thank you.
SUKAI: Steve, wait a minute.
I can flood that area
with 20 cars, seal it off.
Now, why take chances?
We don't know what
this cat looks like.
If a bunch of cars roar in,
he'll just dump the
weapon and take off.
No. No, thank you.
I'll give you 15 minutes
after you're on location.
If I don't hear from
you, we're coming in.
SARAH [ON RADIO]: Bravo 22.
Complaint of a noisy hi-fi in garage
at Manaluan Apartments, Hawaii-Kai.
Inquire within.
Little different from cruising
in an unmarked car, isn't it?
Yeah.
I feel as though we're riding
in a billboard advertising "cop."
Everybody knows exactly who we
are before we can even see them.
And somebody said
that cops are overpaid.
The Manaluan is around
the next corner, Danno,
get ready.
[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING
LOUDLY ON CAR STEREO]
Bravo 22 on
location. Investigating.
Hey.
Now, it's about time.
What'd you do? Stop
for a beer or something?
I can imagine if it was a rape
or a robbery or something,
it'd be over by now, huh?
Are you the tenant that
complained about the noise?
Damn right, I am.
Get these bad migraine
headaches from this war injury.
- I can live without this racket.
- We'll take care of it.
You'll find that the
doors are locked.
You'll have to go in
through the sunroof.
We'll handle it.
Legit call, huh?
Looks that way.
[SHOUTS]
[GUNFIRE]
Oh.
This is the sniper?
It sure was.
Surprise, huh?
Two in the ten-ring.
Not too bad, sir.
Considering how
vulnerable you were.
Thanks for the use
of your rabbit's foot.
I needed it.
to be with us next for "Target-A Cop."
Don't make it any easier for
the sniper than it already is.
Now he plans well and
he shoots even better.
He's using a rifle with a night
scope, we think, probably a starlight.
Make yourselves
vulnerable and he'll nail you.
My parole officer told me
you've been stroking me, pal.
I am cutting you off.
You didn't tell him how I was your
orderly in the prison hospital, did you?
You didn't tell him how I
wheeled your fat duff around
for about six months after some
rookie cop put a.38 slug up your spine.
You didn't tell him
that, did you, war hero?
- How is he?
- He's still alive.
I think we have the guy
who killed Ichiro and Mifune.
Sure you do, pally.
We're gonna need
two H.P.D. uniforms.
One for Danno and one for me.
If that complaint turns
out to be from the sniper
you're a dead man, Steve.
McGARRETT: We set
the trap. We'll be the bait.
LORD: Next, "Target-A Cop."
Be here, aloha.
Don't make it any easier for
the sniper than it already is.
Now, he plans well and
he shoots even better.
He's using a rifle with a night
scope, probably a starlight.
Make yourselves
vulnerable, and he'll nail you.
DANNY: How is
he? OFFICER: Alive.
[OVER RADIO] We have the
guy who killed Ichiro and Mifune.
Sure you do, pally.
We're gonna need
two H.P.D. uniforms,
one for Danno, and one for me.
If that complaint turns
out to be from the sniper,
you're a dead man, Steve.
McGARRETT: We set
the trap, we'll be the bait.
MAN: Yes. I'd
like to report a fire.
It's behind the
office in the alley.
Same place as last week.
It's in the rubbish bin.
It's right off of Chaplain Lane.
When are you gonna
clean that grill, Matt?
Christmas, whether
it needs it or not.
WOMAN [OVER RADIO]: Delta 12.
Trash fire in alley
behind Chaplain Lane.
Hey, the indigestion's free.
Buy some grill cleaner.
What are you, Ralph Nader?
Delta 12. Ten-four.
[POLICE SIREN WAILING]
- How'd it start?
- Kids probably.
We'll have it out in a moment.
[GUNSHOT]
That's gotta be
150 yards anyway.
DANNY: And at night.
How are we doing, captain?
I don't know with this.
Anyone got any guesses
why he shot from here?
Good angle down the
alley. Elevator next door.
Do we have a medical report yet?
Just a preliminary, small-caliber
slug that shattered on impact.
A hot load or hollow point.
Steve, an office
window was left open
at the other end of this
floor, right over the trash bin.
The door was
jimmied with a knife.
Good, Chin. See what
else you can come up with.
The sniper could've
started the fire,
moved to this office for a better angle,
and so the firemen couldn't see him.
He knew that squad
cars follow up fires.
But could he have known
which individual police
officer would answer the call?
No, he couldn't. Not here.
We're at the intersection
of three patrol districts.
Any of three cars
could've responded.
And we've had a
few trash fires lately.
The kids like to
watch the trucks roll.
If it was a thrill killing,
wouldn't he have
shot at the firemen too?
I'm afraid he wanted
a cop, captain.
- What else, Danno?
- Just, uh, footprints but two sets.
They probably belong to the
painters who have been working here.
Well, what about over
here where the sniper stood?
- Anything? DANNY: Nope.
Nothing. He probably
stood on this drop cloth.
[SIGHS]
Meticulous fellow.
Lots of muscle too, Steve.
Try to raise that window.
McGARRETT: Mm-hm.
Well, he's no pussycat.
Keep the size and power
of that guy in mind, Danno,
when you put it through the
computer. I want a readout.
Underground groups,
revolutionaries,
juvenile gangs, hit
men, psychos, the works.
I know. I know,
the list is long.
- Take a week.
- Better not take a week.
Chin will give you a hand.
Then it'll take two weeks.
[CHUCKLES]
If the shooter didn't want
Officer Ichiro in particular,
I'm afraid that some
guy or some group
has declared war on the
police department, captain.
[GRUNTING AND SHOUTING]
[LAUGHS]
PURDY: Got it, got it.
MAN: Yeah.
Ah, so. Whoo.
Play it rough.
All right. Got it.
You gotta do me a favor though.
Take a little steam
off those passes.
They're getting a little
hot to handle for me.
- You got it.
- Let's get out of here.
What's happening?
Hey, Tim, what's going on?
Not a lot. Not a lot, you know.
You know, uh, sarge
learned how to throw them
passes throwing
grenades at the Viet Cong.
Yeah, yeah, just killing time.
Go get your welfare check, Bob.
[CHUCKLES]
- Take it easy, sarge.
- Alrighty.
Hey, uh, you better
watch your step, pal.
The pros are gonna be knocking
your door down if you ain't careful.
Oh, yeah. You can help
negotiate my contract.
Yeah, yeah.
Tim, what's with the long sleeves,
huh? I mean, you are a bust.
Thought you were
off the stuff, huh?
Well, yeah, you know,
I'm down to meth.
But, uh, I got the shorts again.
- Oh, you got the shorts again?
- Yeah.
Here, here.
You know, that's a hundred
bucks you owe me, you know?
Wonder when the
tide's gonna go out.
Well, at that hi-fi shop where you
work, they buy used stuff, don't they?
Sure do.
Well, I'll bring you some.
No, really, I'll bring you
enough to get my watch back,
and enough to get us square.
Yeah, sure.
Here, put this in
the trunk for me.
[GRUNTS]
Hey, what kind of guitar is
this you got? Is this a Martin?
Yeah, it's one of the
best. Leave it alone.
Come on, shut
the trunk. Let's go.
Honolulu Police Department.
MAN [OVER PHONE]:
They're doing it again.
- What are they doing,
sir? MAN: Skateboarding.
Dozens of them.
Right under my window.
SARAH [OVER RADIO]: Three-seven.
Complaint of noisy skateboarders
behind condominium
at 8809 Liakua Street.
OFFICER [OVER RADIO]:
Three-seven. Ten-four.
Yes, indeed.
Sic them, crime crushers.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Hey, now, George.
Oh, what a pleasant
surprise. What's happening?
- Thank you, sarge.
- Ha, ha.
Oh, ha.
You're gonna come
down on me for that, huh?
Well, posing as a war veteran's
a violation of your parole.
Uh...
People hire ex-Marines,
they don't hire ex-cons.
True?
Well, just don't build yourself
up into some big hero, hey.
Oh, big hero.
My bed's made, my
shoes are shined.
What happened to the.38?
Police slug they
dug out of your spine.
You used to keep it in this.
Now, I'm sure you're
not gonna believe this,
but I got drunk one
night and I ate it.
I thought it was
a beer nut, huh?
Oh, come on, George,
I'm long past that.
I'm into living now.
I'm on my way.
Yeah. So I hear.
Your know, your basketball
prowess made the Sunday papers.
You're a regular
Jerry Lucas on wheels.
Yeah.
You know, I'm getting a
tingling sensation in my left leg.
They said, if
things go right, uh,
you know, my legs will
be as strong as my arms.
Did Dr. Reston say that?
Yeah. He sent my x-rays to some
specialists at Queens Hospital.
They're doctors that get guys
like myself back on their feet.
Well, it's something to work
for, Purdy, if the doctors are for it.
If?
Oh, you're so inspiring.
And what's Tim Ryder?
Oh, he's just a
hype. He's drying out.
You know, I...
I give him some money once in
a while to buy some methadone.
He's already selling the
methadone he gets from the clinic,
and he's got a record.
Shut him off, sarge.
You know, your visits have a very
therapeutic effect on me, Mr. Atwater.
Like a root canal.
You're doing okay, Purdy.
Just clean up your act.
SARAH [ON RADIO]: Echo 2.
Need a ten-six on that accident.
MAN: Just a little
bumper tag ten-eight.
Honolulu Police Department.
WOMAN [OVER PHONE]:
There's something at my window.
Your address, please?
A scratching sound, like,
um, long fingernails clawing.
Is someone there?
No, I'm alone.
Is there someone at the window?
I'm afraid to look any closer.
Could be the wind.
[GASPS]
Might be that prowler.
Romeo 41.
Possible prowler
at 2809 Lanikai.
OFFICER: Romeo 41.
I'm only a few blocks
away from there. Ten-four.
Your nearest
backup is on a ten-14.
OFFICER: Negative on the backup.
That's, uh, Mrs. Pelcher
with some chocolate brownies.
Her social security check
must have come today.
Get her recipe.
PELCHER: Be careful
of the new plants.
No signs of anyone,
Mrs. Pelcher.
Well, there was a strange
noise at my window.
Ooh. Gave me the willies.
And that's Ms. Pelcher.
I smell something. Brownies?
Aha.
There's some bloodhound
in you, Mr. Mifune.
You're gonna be a
detective one day.
- Ha, ha.
- Come.
MIFUNE [OVER RADIO]: Romeo 41
with ten-eight on
the primo brownies.
What about the recipe, Romeo?
MIFUNE: They're
made from scratch.
And if you stop by,
she'll give you the full
instructions and some fine coffee.
SARAH: I just might.
Isn't that sweet?
No job too small for the H.P.D.
CHE FONG: Probably
looked something like this.
The ingredients are all
ordinary household materials.
Nothing traceable.
You mean, a Molotov
cocktail to start a trash fire?
Ichiro was set up,
pure and simple.
But we still don't
know the why of it.
Why the sniper
shot, and why now.
Ambush is in style
on the mainland.
Yeah.
That's what I'm afraid of, captain.
The trend may be moving west.
If it was an underground
revolutionary group,
they would've taken
credit for the kill by now.
Captain.
Let's go into a prevent defense.
Two men in every squad car.
Reinforce them with a hot
squad in unmarked cars.
Now, I have a hunch
that our sniper is a loner.
With two men in every squad unit,
he can't count on disabling them both.
- Not if they're care...
- Hold it, Steve.
You're talking about
several thousand dollars extra
to cover the same patrol area.
Do you remember how much
trouble we had trying to get a raise?
You bet I remember.
I'm all for it. My men
would love nothing more.
- But how do I justify the expense...?
- I'll talk to the council.
I'll talk to the mayor. Get
you some extra dough.
You can tell your watch
commander to start tonight.
You must have a
major credit card.
Tad? Captain Sukai.
Get out the reserve list.
All patrol units go out
with two men tonight,
and unmarked cars for backup.
I know.
But McGarrett says he can
cut some money loose for us.
I'll tell him.
My lieutenant says, "Bless you."
And he'll send you the bill.
I heard that, lieutenant.
This man knifed a detective.
Name's Hardecheck.
Strictly a blade man.
Yeah, too small anyway.
Nathan Purdy, wounded
in a bank shoot-out.
You know him? He's on parole.
No, but it says that
he's a paraplegic.
Oh, yeah.
Greg Liddle, he's inside.
Ah, it's a beautiful
night, Stonewall.
The trades are up.
[HUMMING]
[SCRATCHING ON WINDOW]
[WHISPERING] This is
Mrs. Pelcher at 2809 Lanikai.
Which window, Mrs. Pelcher?
All right, stay on the phone
while I call a car, please.
Romeo 41. Prowler
at 2809 Lanikai.
Suspect on the west
side of the house.
She sounds really scared, Jack.
MIFUNE: Romeo 41, ten-four.
On our way.
He's not at the window now.
I don't know where he went.
Turn on all your lights,
Mrs. Pelcher, all of them.
The front one first.
Yeah.
MIFUNE: My partner's
around back, Mrs. Pelcher,
so don't be
alarmed if you hear...
PELCHER: There
was a man, officer.
[PELCHER SCREAMS]
Oh, my God.
Come on, sweetheart.
[GUNSHOT]
Gotcha.
CARTWRIGHT: Ten-15. Ten-15.
Romeo 41.
Mifune down, condition C.
A setup.
We need an ambulance fast.
[POLICE SIREN WAILING]
I can't tell you
what he looked like.
But you can be positive,
there was a prowler
at my window last night.
As true as I'm sitting here.
I have no doubts
about that, Mrs. Pelcher.
How's Cartwright doing?
Better. They're putting his
hip back together with pins.
They found a whole slug in Mifune.
May have something for ballistics.
How is dear Mr. Mifune?
He died early this
morning, ma'am.
[WHIMPERS]
How horrible.
He was so nice to me.
McGARRETT: Sorry.
CHIN HO: Dirt's too soft
to hold footprints, Steve.
McGARRETT: Well.
It held these wheel marks,
though, if that's what they are.
Steve.
There's your wheel marks.
Yeah, I guess so.
You may wanna talk to Sarah
Hale, our dispatch operator.
She said Mrs. Pelcher
was pretty scared.
More than on her
other prowler calls.
Oh, I'm convinced that Mrs.
Pelcher had a real prowler.
What bothers me is
how the sniper knew
she had called in previously.
Now, when Officer
Ichiro was murdered,
he could have read about those
trash fires in the newspaper, but not this.
Could be using a scanner.
That's what I'm
afraid of, Danno.
Captain, let's tape record
everything from now on.
The telephone calls to
H.P.D. as well as the radio talk.
And, uh, I'd like to
have the dispatch tapes
for the last couple of
weeks sent over to my office.
SUKAI: Will do.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
What's happening?
What's in the box, goose?
One FM tuner.
Just hold your applause
until the end of the show.
Santa's bag is deep.
And all I want out of it, it is my
watch back and, uh, you know,
maybe a stray 20 if
you're in the mood.
I got some bad news
for you, Timmy boy.
This is pre-stereo,
with somebody's social
security number on the back.
This junk here would cost
20 bucks to make it worth 10.
What is this garbage
you're laying on me?
What are you talking about? This
stuff's worth a few hundred bucks.
Come on.
This here,
you can buy it for 20 bucks
at a discount store, brand new.
Get this junk out of here, man.
What are you giving me?
Nothing.
Uh, where's my watch?
I lost your watch.
Lost it?
Well, you better find it, buddy.
I'll find it, buddy.
And you better find
yourself a new bank.
My parole officer told me
you've been stroking me, pal.
I am cutting you off.
You didn't tell him
how I was your orderly in
the prison hospital, did you?
You didn't tell him how
I wheeled your fat duff
around for about six months
after some rookie cop
put a.38 slug up your spine.
You didn't tell him
that, did you, war hero?
Bug off, pal.
Some war hero. Shot in
the back, running away.
And your basketball buddies,
they'd laugh for a week
if they knew that the only
action their war hero ever saw
was some funky bank robbery.
[GROANS]
The only thing you got
out of it was a wheelchair.
Uh-huh.
Okay, sonny boy.
You've just bought the farm.
CLAYBOURNE: Everybody
got your hot sheets?
Okay, now we're
still on two-man cars,
and we got some new
lightweight flak vests
for those of you who
wanna carry them around.
You won't sweat
so much in these,
and no one's gonna
question that you're studs.
Now, when you go out there,
use every brain cell you've got.
Every damn one
of you is a target.
This man over here,
if you haven't met him, is
Steve McGarrett, head of Five-0.
- Steve?
- Thank you, sergeant.
I would just like to second the
motion of your watch commander here.
Don't make it any easier for
the sniper than it already is.
He's using a rifle with a night
scope, we think. Probably a starlight.
Which means that he can
see you clearly from 150 yards.
Now, he plans well and
he shoots even better.
He's fired three rounds so far.
He's put two in the
ten-ring and one in the four.
Make yourselves
vulnerable, and he'll nail you.
OFFICER: Sir?
Are you saying that Officers Ichiro
and Mifune made some mistakes?
No.
No, I'm saying that there is
no friendly territory anymore.
Not until we nail this sniper.
You must avoid making
yourselves vulnerable,
no matter where
you patrol tonight.
Just what do you
suggest, Mr. McGarrett?
I suggest you remember
three words on every call:
Ichiro, Mifune and Cartwright.
That's good leather.
They don't make
them like that anymore.
Yeah. Wait till you
see what's inside.
That's some guitar.
Yeah, you know it.
How much?
Six hundred bucks, if that's
the kind of scope I think it is.
Uh...
There's some kind of mix-up.
Um, I had a party last night.
Uh, somebody's got my guitar.
- Quite a party.
- Yeah.
If you can't find your guitar,
you got the better end of the deal.
I'll give you 800.
Uh, no, I can't. It's
not mine, really. Uh...
Hello? Is Duke there?
SARAH [ON RECORDING]: Alpha 2.
Alpha 2. Give me
a ten-six on that.
Romeo 41.
Prowler at 2809 Lanikai.
Suspect at the west
side of the house.
She's really scared, Jack.
DANNY: Steve. MIFUNE:
Romeo 41, ten-four.
- Yeah, Danno. DANNY:
We were due for a break.
An old man found this
watch, hanging on a bush,
across the street from
the Pelcher house.
- Was it running when he found it?
- Yeah.
And he remembers
hearing a car pull away
minutes after Mifune and
Cartwright were ambushed.
His house is behind the driveway
where we found a spent shell.
"First Marines, Tim Ryder,
H Battery, Third Battalion."
Artillery spotters were
issued starlight scopes
when they were doing
forward observation.
I requested a C and
C from Washington
and the Marine Corps
is pulling a stat on his file.
What about a driver's
license on this bird?
Stale address, YMCA.
There were paint spots
on the watch crystal.
Che scraped them for analysis.
Paint spots.
Steve, we're on our way to
Oni's pawn shop on Hotel Street.
A doper brought in a rifle with
a night scope in a guitar case.
Changed his mind and
ran. No license number.
Get over there fast.
On it.
Danno, I've been
going over these tapes.
After he hears two or
three legitimate calls,
our sniper instigates his
own from the same address.
He knows that they won't
send a second car backup,
because it's not dangerous.
If he's picking
up our callbacks,
he's monitoring us
with a good scanner.
Yeah, which means
he hears everything.
Everything, even our stakeouts.
We can't change the channels.
How do we shut him out?
We don't shut him out.
Do you remember a
poem by Edwin Markham?
He drew a circle
that shut me out
Heretic, rebel, a thing to flout
But good and I had a wit to win
We drew a circle,
and took him in
That's what we're gonna do.
We're gonna take him in. We're
gonna create our own setup.
- You mean two or three fake calls?
- Right.
At an address we like,
with enough manpower
to bottle him up.
- Might work.
- If I know that mentality, it will work.
ONI: When he saw what
he had in the guitar case,
he couldn't get out
of here fast enough.
And he wanted me to
believe that it wasn't his.
You think it was his?
You know these heavy dopesters,
they steal so much, they
don't know what they got.
You're sure it was a
rifle with a night scope?
Yeah, it's a gun that looks
like Flash Gordon invented.
And the, uh, scope had
a battery attachment.
What make you think
he was a dope addict?
The long sleeves, fidgety,
drove an old beat-up car.
Sorry about the
license plate number.
If you'd like I could
come downtown
and give your artist a
pretty good description.
We could use it, Oni.
Hey, Purdy, get in here. I'm
having trouble with these guys.
Aw, not today, bro.
Have you seen Tim?
Try down Hotel Street.
MAN: It's open,
Sweets. Come on in.
Sweets?
- He must mean you.
- Ha-ha-ha.
Who is Sweets?
Oh. Sorry, Mr. McGarrett,
but a couple of stewardesses
helped us move in.
You guys aren't supposed to be
having too much fun on this detail.
Excuse me, sir,
I don't even understand
what this detail is about.
MacDougall says
all we have to do
is create some
disturbance with the hi-fi?
That's right.
We'll turn in three or four
complaints about your loud music.
Dispatch will send out
a patrol unit each time.
And hopefully...
Hopefully, the sniper will tune in
and use this place for another attack.
Suppose he doesn't buy it?
Well, then we'll try a
different type of complaint.
But, uh, I have absolute faith in
your ability to create a disturbance.
[CHUCKLES]
This should do it.
McGARRETT: Are they our
guys in that wagon out there?
MacDOUGALL: Yes, sir.
Got the whole area covered.
I'm wondering if we
need this setup, Steve.
We got a good description of
Ryder, and we got an APB out on him.
Yeah, it's possible
he's our man, Danno.
But two police officers are dead,
and a third is almost crippled.
And it may be a while
yet before we pick him up.
I just can't see how a
heroin addict like Ryder
can qualify for that sort
of precision rifle work.
Now, we're dealing with a guy
who's turned cop killing into a science.
Now, are you ready, Sweets?
Yes, sir.
Captain Sukai, please.
Captain? McGarrett.
I think we're all
set on this end.
Yeah. Yeah.
Thank you.
Okay, give us time to get downstairs,
and then, uh, wake the dead.
Let's go, Danno.
Put this on the radio just
as you would any other call,
then repeat it in
20 minutes, okay?
Bravo 22.
Complaint of noisy hi-fi at
Manaluan Apartments, Hawaii Kai.
[OVER RADIO] Inquire within.
BLANKENSHIP: Bravo 22. Ten-four.
Ten, 15, 25.
And if you find
your guitar, stop by.
We may still have this for you.
SARAH [ON RADIO]:
Eyes blue, hair brown.
Drug addict.
Wanted for questioning on a 701.
Consider armed and dangerous.
MAN [ON RADIO]:
Delta 6, dispatch.
Is this Ryder wanted on the
killing of Ichiro and Mifune?
SARAH: Ten-four, Delta 6.
How stupid can you get, pally?
701 suspect just passed
Malga and Punchbowl.
Have we heard anything from Che
on that whole slug I got out of Mifune?
No, Steve, nothing new
on the weapon either.
701 suspect proceeding
Malga on Punchbowl,
driving a yellow '68 Cougar.
[OVER RADIO]
Plates, 5-Bravo-8-0-0-0.
Five-0 1, dispatch.
We can intercept at H1 Freeway.
[POLICE SIREN WAILING]
McGARRETT: How is he?
- He's still alive.
McGARRETT: Get an ambulance
and a mobile lab out here.
Look at this, Danno.
We got a ten-ten on the
H1, Halawa Heights off ramp.
[ON RADIO] And
we need a mobile lab.
It's the 701 suspect, Tim Ryder.
SARAH [ON RADIO]:
Ambulance and lab are rolling.
SUKAI: This is Captain Sukai
requesting a ten-six on the suspect.
OFFICER: It looks like
he's bought it, captain.
I think we have the guy
who killed Ichiro and Mifune.
Yeah.
Sure you do, pally.
Right, thanks.
Ryder's condition is unstable.
They don't know when he'll
regain consciousness, if ever.
Do we have any kind
of address on him?
Nope. He probably
lived out of that car.
Steve, got his
Marine personnel file.
He was a forward observer
in Vietnam, a good one too.
Decorated twice, wounded
twice at the siege of Pleiku.
Expert rifleman.
No psychiatric disorders.
Honorably discharged.
What could that tell us?
He turned on to drugs, maybe.
Couldn't adjust.
I had some doubts too.
But Ryder's watch
was found a block
from the setup on
Mifune and Cartwright.
Now, it isn't as though we
were trying to frame him.
I know, the evidence
is knee-deep,
but I just can't accept the fact
that a junkie could shoot that well.
[PHONE RINGS]
Yeah?
It's for you, Che Fong.
Yeah, Che, what do you got?
Are you sure?
Yeah. Yeah, I've got him.
Thank you.
Ryder's prints were
all over the rifle,
it fired the slug taken
from Mifune's body,
and the paint on
that watch crystal
puts him in the office
the night Ichiro was killed.
I would say that clinches it.
I'm on my way to roll call.
Anything to tell the men?
SUKAI: Yeah.
Tell them to go on
one-man patrols as of now.
You must have quite
a bit on this Ryder cat.
Enough to sustain a
conviction, and relax a little.
We'll relax only
a little, captain.
The hearts and minds
of the criminal community
do not change overnight.
MacDougall?
Party's over.
We've got our sniper in the
jail ward at Queens Hospital.
- Glad to hear that, sir.
SUKAI: You're not the only one.
Tell everyone to pack it
in and come on downtown.
You're going back to work.
MacDOUGALL: We're on our way.
[UPBEAT MUSIC
PLAYING ON CAR STEREO]
SARAH: Honolulu
Police Department.
Your address, sir?
We'll send a car as
soon as one is available.
Lunch is on me, gentlemen.
It's the least I can do after putting
you through all that paperwork.
McGARRETT: You gonna spring?
[PHONE RINGING]
- Yes. SARAH: A
man just called this in.
Complaint of a noisy hi-fi
in the Manaluan
Apartments in Hawaii-Kai.
- Inquire within.
- Manaluan?
That's where we had
the stakeout team.
But I relieved them. I
called off the stakeout.
That complaint couldn't
have come because of them.
Uh, this is McGarrett.
Exactly what did the man say?
He lives in the Manaluan
Apartments, hasn't been able to sleep,
because of a loud hi-fi
that was on all night.
You know, by some
screwy coincidence,
this could be legitimate.
Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
Uh, which patrol unit
would take that call?
Uh, Bravo 22.
Uh, Officer Blankenship.
He's just going on duty now.
Hold him. Hold him, please.
Captain, we're gonna
need two H.P.D. uniforms,
one for Danno, and one for me.
Uniforms?
If that complaint turns
out to be from the sniper,
you're a dead man, Steve.
We set the trap,
we'll be the bait.
OFFICER: I heard where
you're going. Good luck.
McGARRETT: What's that?
It's my rabbit's foot.
You might need it.
Yeah, I might.
Thank you.
SUKAI: Steve, wait a minute.
I can flood that area
with 20 cars, seal it off.
Now, why take chances?
We don't know what
this cat looks like.
If a bunch of cars roar in,
he'll just dump the
weapon and take off.
No. No, thank you.
I'll give you 15 minutes
after you're on location.
If I don't hear from
you, we're coming in.
SARAH [ON RADIO]: Bravo 22.
Complaint of a noisy hi-fi in garage
at Manaluan Apartments, Hawaii-Kai.
Inquire within.
Little different from cruising
in an unmarked car, isn't it?
Yeah.
I feel as though we're riding
in a billboard advertising "cop."
Everybody knows exactly who we
are before we can even see them.
And somebody said
that cops are overpaid.
The Manaluan is around
the next corner, Danno,
get ready.
[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING
LOUDLY ON CAR STEREO]
Bravo 22 on
location. Investigating.
Hey.
Now, it's about time.
What'd you do? Stop
for a beer or something?
I can imagine if it was a rape
or a robbery or something,
it'd be over by now, huh?
Are you the tenant that
complained about the noise?
Damn right, I am.
Get these bad migraine
headaches from this war injury.
- I can live without this racket.
- We'll take care of it.
You'll find that the
doors are locked.
You'll have to go in
through the sunroof.
We'll handle it.
Legit call, huh?
Looks that way.
[SHOUTS]
[GUNFIRE]
Oh.
This is the sniper?
It sure was.
Surprise, huh?
Two in the ten-ring.
Not too bad, sir.
Considering how
vulnerable you were.
Thanks for the use
of your rabbit's foot.
I needed it.