Hawaii Five-O (1968–1980): Season 9, Episode 16 - Dealer's Choice... Blackmail - full transcript
Officer Sandi Welles has a younger brother about whom she is VERY protective. With good reason: the brother is a chronic gambler fighting a losing battle with addiction and heavily in debt. While trying to sneak into an illegal casino through a back garage, the brother hears a policeman coming in to cover the escape route. The brother hides in the bushes -- and watches in horror as a mobster and his car barrel through the door and run over the cop, who is fatally injured. The brother runs away as McGarrett, Sandi, and others arrive on the scene. The brother does not want to let Sandi know that he has relapsed into his old gambling habits, so he contacts the mobster and demands hush money to cover his debts. The mobster agrees, but then goes after the brother with a gun.
Give me some 20s.
I'm going for the bank.
LORD: This is Jack
Lord inviting you
to be with us next for
"Dealer's Choice - Blackmail."
Police. Everyone, stay
right where you are.
A police officer's
been murdered.
Now, how would
you like to be included
in our list of
accessories to murder?
You get me all of it.
The whole 10 grand.
Well what if I can't
get it together?
Then I'll make sure you
never hold another pair of dice
the rest of your life.
This is your old friend, the
man who knew too much.
This time, we double it.
Twenty thousand. You meet the
kid with the airplane, two hours.
Give him the
money, then kill him.
I think I know
who the witness is.
It's my brother Mike.
He was supposed to call me after
he dropped the money off with Vance,
but that was hours ago.
We better find him. Whoever
it is he's blackmailing,
he's gonna hit
back and hit hard.
Time's up, kid. You
just ran out of cards.
LORD: Next, "Dealer's
Choice." Be there, aloha.
Give me some 20s.
Hold it, police. Everyone
stay right where you are.
A police officer
has been murdered.
Now, how would
you like to be included
in our list of
accessories to murder?
You get me all of it,
the whole 10 grand.
This is your old friend, the
man who knew too much.
Give him the
money, then kill him.
I think I know
who the witness is.
- It's my brother, Mike.
McGARRETT: Better find him.
Whoever it is he's blackmailing
is gonna hit back and hit hard.
Time's up, kid. You
just ran out of cards.
Excuse me, sir, your
invitation, please?
Hey, Lisa, what's happening?
Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you were
Lisa. You look just like... Excuse me.
[MOUTHS] All right.
Give me some 20s.
I'm going for the bank.
Okay.
Take your positions
but go very slow.
I don't want anybody
leaking through the crack.
Sergeant Tatupu to Central Dispatch.
Patch me through to McGarrett.
- McGarrett.
- Steve? Tatupu.
We got a tip on that new casino.
It's a brick mansion on Old Pali Road.
TATUPU [OVER RADIO]:
We're going in now.
Good, George, I'm on my way.
What gives, Steve?
You remember the, uh...?
What was it, DeJulio...?
No, DiBlasio killing
a few months ago?
Was he the tourist who discovered
he couldn't just walk away
from his gambling debts?
Yeah, that's a
nice way to put it.
Well, I think finally we
might have a handle
on the man running the action.
PALUA: Sammy.
- Yeah?
Dealer at Table 2 looks like
he's got lead in his fingers.
- Get rid of him.
- I'll pull him right away.
- How's everything else?
- Couldn't be better.
JOEY: The number is six.
The number is six, everybody.
It's all in the roll, good
people. It's all in the roll.
- Six. WOMAN: Oh.
Whoo! You got a winner here.
Hold it, police. Everyone
stay right where you are.
[CROWD MURMURING]
Grab that bag.
No, let's go out the
back way, the back way.
TATUPU: Freeze.
Put your hands behind your head.
Hold it, hold it!
[TIRES SQUEALING]
[MOUTHS] 6B-4913.
McGARRETT: Keoki?
Keoki?
- It's Steve.
- Steve?
Call Rose for me.
Tell her I... I love her.
He's gone.
Twenty years on the force.
Twenty years without a
scratch, and to go out like that.
God.
- What have we got so far?
- Not enough, Steve.
Some maniac trying
to avoid getting busted.
We've got some work to do
before we can say
where the car came from.
- Is Che on his way out?
- Yeah.
- What about witnesses?
- Bart, what about witnesses?
One possible.
Sergeant Tatupu was
walking over to cuff him
just as I was walking
up to the house.
Kid in his 20s.
Medium build, dark hair.
- Get a look at his face?
- No.
Okay, Danno, get a couple
of H.P.D. teams out here.
Cover the
residences in the area.
See if you can come up with
anything on that witness or the car.
Chin, take that house apart.
Work with Che.
Let me know if you
come up with anything.
- Report to me as soon as possible.
- Okay.
[PLANE APPROACHING]
MAN 1: Thank you
very much. JED: Okay.
MAN 1: Thank you. JED: Bye.
WOMAN: Thank
you, it was real fun.
MAN 2: Real fun. JED: All right.
MAN 2: Thank you.
Great.
JED: Hey, Stu. STU: Hi.
- Any sign of Mike?
- Nope, not a word.
[CAR DOOR CLOSES]
Wait a minute, there he is.
- I better get back to that engine.
- Yeah.
Hi.
Guess I blew it, huh?
Jed, I'm sorry, I...
Hey, sorry doesn't make it,
Mike. You know what I mean?
Something really
important came up, and I...
Look, you were scheduled
to fly that group this afternoon,
and you didn't show.
- Now, that's all there is to it.
- I won't make any excuses.
But I promise it
won't happen again.
It can't happen again, man,
if we're gonna keep
our heads above water.
- Look, I depend on you.
- Yeah, I know. And I keep blowing it.
- Maybe we'd better call it quits.
- No, no, that's a cop-out.
Besides, how would you
explain it to your sister?
I mean, after the
con job she did on me
just to bring you
in in the first place.
SANDI: What do
you mean, "con job"?
Explain what?
What is going on around here?
Um, just trying to keep
this guy in line, that's all.
SANDI: Uh-huh. Ha, ha.
Listen, I got a call to
make. Be right back.
Have to skip the flying lesson
today. I've been called to work early.
- No sweat. Tomorrow?
- Okay, I'll call you.
Okay.
MIKE: Got yourself a
good man there, big sister.
Yeah, I know.
Uh, but listen, I
am warning you,
as far as business is concerned,
he does not play favorites.
Oh, he's told you
I've been messing up?
He has not told me a thing. But
I've been picking up the vibes.
Are you in some
kind of trouble, Mike?
- You mean again, don't you?
- That is not what I mean.
I thought I told you, my
gambling days are over.
You worry about me
too much, you know that?
Hey, what is a big
sister for? Come here.
Okay, you call me, all right?
MIKE: Sandi?
- Yeah?
Uh...
Maybe if Jed isn't available next
time, I could give your flying lesson.
Let's plan on that.
Listen, if you need me, you
just pick up the telephone, okay?
WOMAN: My man is dead?
George is gone?
I'm sorry, Rose.
I don't know why
these things happen.
He didn't even
have to be working.
He was covering for a friend.
Did it happen quickly?
Yes.
- Yes.
- Thank God for that.
If there's anything I can
do for you or the kids,
let me know, Rose.
Thank you, Steve.
I'll be all right.
[SOBBING]
I loved him so much, Steve.
I know, and it was returned.
That was the last thing he said.
"Tell Rose I love her."
He was the best among men.
The best.
If you need anything,
you know where I am.
I have to go now.
[SPEAKS IN HAWAIIAN]
Take care.
[SPEAKS IN HAWAIIAN]
[SPEAKS IN HAWAIIAN]
Aloha.
Someone had to
tip off the police.
SAMMY: I can't understand it.
We never had problems before.
We've never had to kill a cop,
either. That makes us hot, very hot.
All right, we're gonna
shut down everything.
Honolulu, Maui, the Big Island.
Nobody sees green felt
until this thing cools down.
- Okay, I'll get right on it.
PALUA: Hold it, Sammy.
- That's for you.
SAMMY: What's this for?
You're gonna
disappear for a while.
Then you'll start a
new life in Las Vegas.
Vegas? But why?
Just because we had
bad luck, I don't see...
Sammy, you were sitting
in the car, right next to me.
- You think I'd finger you?
- I'm just playing the percentages.
What you're saying
is you don't trust me.
My friend Lou Walsh will
meet you at the airport in Vegas.
He's gonna call me as
soon as you make contact.
If you cooperate, this could
be a hell of a good move for you.
But if you get out of line,
he's got some pretty
specific instructions
on how to handle the situation.
You understand?
Hey, look, Mr. Palua,
I give you my word...
Aloha, Sammy.
McGARRETT: We're almost
positive the hit-and-run vehicle
came from the garage here.
Now, there's a door here
leading into the garden
from what we're
calling the back room.
The people who were
here at the time of the raid
probably escaped by
running around the house
and getting in the car here.
Sergeant Tatupu tried to
intercept here, and, uh...
You all know the rest.
- Anything from the lab on that room?
- Negative.
Then the only line
we have on the car
is from a pedestrian two blocks
away who saw a black luxury sedan
speeding down the Pali Highway
around the time of the raid.
- What about that witness?
- Nothing.
H.P.D. teams questioned
everybody in the neighborhood.
DUKE: It doesn't
get any better, Steve.
We ran a check on the house.
It's owned by a
California developer
who rents it to vacationers
on a short-term basis.
- We have the name of the lessee.
- Let me guess. It's a phony.
- Right.
- Yeah.
Duke, start running a check
on all the dealers
picked up at that raid.
And get a copy of this invitation
to every printer on the island.
They probably printed it
themselves, but you can never tell.
Danno, what about the source
of these invitations? Any luck?
Seems the tourists get
them from bartenders,
cocktail waitresses in
various hotels and nightclubs.
Got a couple of H.P.D. teams
pounding the pavements right now.
[INTERCOM BUZZES]
Yes?
SECRETARY [OVER INTERCOM]:
The officer you sent for is here.
Thank you.
SANDI: Good morning, sir.
McGARRETT: Good morning.
A police officer was
murdered yesterday,
a good friend of mine.
McGARRETT: That's
where we are now.
All the witnesses have been
interviewed except the ladies.
That's where you come in.
Some of them are scared,
some of them are hostile.
Either way, questioning them is
gonna require a certain finesse.
I think I should take
that as a compliment.
Yeah, that's a good guess.
Remember, a vital
witness is missing.
If anyone saw him or
can help us locate him,
we'd be well ahead of the game.
Yes, sir.
Oh, by the way,
how are you coming
with your flying lessons?
- How did you know about that?
- I never divulge a source.
- Hi, kid.
- Hey, Willy. What are you doing here?
What do you mean,
what am I doing here?
You didn't show this morning.
Why?
I got busy, couldn't get away.
You know how it is
with us working men.
- Where's the 10 grand?
- Willy, I was so close.
I had this roll going
you wouldn't believe.
Then the roof fell in.
The place got raided.
It was crawling with co...
Look, I'll get you a payment
by the end of the week.
You'll get me all of
it, the whole 10 grand.
Heh, you gotta be kidding.
There's no way I can raise that much.
Mike, I like you.
You're a nice kid.
You got 48 hours.
Yeah, well, what if I
can't get it together?
Then I make sure you
never hold another pair of dice
the rest of your life.
I'm sorry.
Hey, hey, hey.
I got a job to do.
Right.
I got people I gotta answer
to. You understand me?
Look, my husband and
I are here on vacation,
and there's only
a few days left.
So if there's a
fine or something,
why don't you just let me
pay it and I'll be on my way?
I'm afraid it's not
as simple as that.
You see, a police
officer has been killed.
Oh. Well, um, I'm, uh...
I'm sorry, but really, I don't
see what that has to do with me.
So why can't you just
let me pay my fine?
[PHONE RINGS]
Excuse me.
Officer Welles.
- Hi, Officer Welles. SANDI
[OVER PHONE]: Oh, Mike, hi.
- You very busy?
- Well, uh, kind of. What's up?
MIKE [OVER PHONE]:
I got a favor to ask.
Some klutz just ran into a trailerload
of parts I was hauling for Jed.
Didn't even stop. Some of
the parts got damaged and...
Uh, Mike, listen, I'm really
up to my ears right now.
Let me give you a number
you can call to report it.
No, I got a license number.
Uh, I was hoping you
might get me a name.
It would be less hassle if I
could settle it on my own.
Mike, I don't know.
MIKE: Look, I wouldn't ask
you if we weren't so tight on cash.
If I can nail this guy, it
would sure be a help.
Okay, Mike, just this
once. What's the number?
"6B-4913."
If you wanna hold,
I'll call the Auto Registration
Division right now and get the name.
MIKE: That would be great.
Hello, Harry, can you
give me a quick make
on "6-Bravo-4913"?
[FINGERS SNAP]
Ah.
Surf and Sand International.
Great.
See you later, San.
I'm admitting I ran the crap table,
and that's all you're gonna get.
- Not very smart, Joey.
- Yeah?
Well, my lawyer says I don't have
to play answer man for you guys.
- He says I've got my rights.
- Rights?
Your lawyer has been trying to make
some deal with the district attorney.
And I guarantee you there
will be no plea bargaining
unless you come up
with some answers.
Maybe you're forgetting,
you're in violation of your parole.
- I'm not forgetting.
- All right, who hired you?
A voice on a telephone.
Listen, pal, and listen well.
A police officer
has been murdered.
Now, how would
you like to be included
in our list of
accessories to murder?
Murder one.
All right.
The guy's name was Crane.
Sammy Crane.
Was he the one
working the back room?
No. He was on the floor.
Somebody else was
running it from upstairs.
- Who was that?
- I don't know.
I never heard a name. I never
saw a face. That's straight.
It better be.
All right, Danno.
See what we can come
up with on Sammy Crane.
And don't leave town.
[SIGHS]
- This has to get out tonight.
- Yes, Mr. Palua.
- Surf and Sand International.
- Victor Palua, please?
SECRETARY [OVER
PHONE]: Who's calling?
Just tell him it's about
the accident yesterday.
Accident? Uh, one moment.
[INTERCOM BUZZES]
- Yeah? SECRETARY: Mr. Palua,
there's a man on the phone
who won't give his name.
SECRETARY: He mentioned
an accident yesterday.
I'll talk to him.
Yeah, Victor Palua,
may I help you?
A better question would
be, "How much do you want?"
What?
MIKE [OVER PHONE]: I
know your secret, Mr. Palua.
I know your secret.
Who is this?
Just someone who was
passing by the brick mansion
on the Old Pali Road yesterday.
Saw you run over
that cop, that's all.
I don't know what
you're talking about.
Then you'd have no objection if I
reported what I saw to the police.
MIKE: By the way, who was
that man sitting next to you?
- What do you want?
- Ten thousand dollars.
No bills larger than 20s.
When and where?
MIKE: The old airstrip at
Kapaleelee in two hours sharp.
Yeah?
Yeah.
Now, you listen to me.
Hello?
TANAKA: Well, what
are we gonna do?
Give him the money.
Then kill him.
DANNY: Convictions for
assault, armed robbery.
Two arrests, but no
convictions for murder.
All that up to age 30.
After that, it's been downhill all the
way except the two years he spent here.
Which probably means Sammy
has been under someone's wing,
someone such as our mystery
man in the back room maybe.
Looks now, though, like he might
have gotten kicked out of the nest.
I talked to his landlord.
He moved out this morning
and left no forwarding address.
Oh, by the way, I checked
with Motor Vehicle Registration.
He doesn't own a
black luxury sedan.
But still, he could have been driving
a black luxury sedan, couldn't he?
Or he could've been a passenger.
Either way, he'd be a deadly
liability to the head honcho.
Yeah. And front men
are easy to replace.
So maybe exit one Sammy
Crane. Where does that leave us?
Depends on how well Sammy
Crane covered his tracks, Danno.
Let's get out an APB anyway,
see what we can come up with.
Right.
[PLANE DRONING]
Okay, partner, climb in
and we'll be on our way.
TANAKA: What do
you mean, get in?
Man said to give you this.
The instructions are inside.
- What man was that?
- I don't know.
He called and said
he'd pay me five bills
if I'd pick you up and take
you wherever you wanna go.
He left the money in my
mailbox. I never saw him.
You know where Waipahu is?
Sure, but there's no place
to land a plane out there.
Doesn't matter, just fly there.
I'll take care of the rest, okay?
You setting up
housekeeping in here or what?
- What are you doing here?
- You forgot.
Lunch. We were supposed
to have... Oh, Jed, I'm sorry.
No problem. What
are you working on?
- I don't know.
- Sounds fascinating.
Willy Vance. Willy Vance.
That's the man from the airport.
- Somebody I ought to know?
- Not if you can help it.
- Where's Mike?
- He's on a job.
- Why?
- Never mind.
I'll explain to you on the
way down to R&I. Come on.
Okay, taking her down.
Hey, turn around, turn around.
Take it back down, quick.
Come on, come on. Now.
- What is this, some kind of game?
- Oh.
Will you shut up?
Did you at least get
a good look at him?
TANAKA: Sure, I saw him,
from about a thousand feet.
No way was I gonna
get a look at his face.
The guy had a foolproof
plan, and that's all there is to it.
Maybe, maybe
not. I don't like it.
It's too pat.
You know, this kid in the plane,
why would this blackmailer
have so much trust in him?
Well, why shouldn't he?
If something went wrong,
he's still got his ace in the hole.
All he'd have to do is call
and make another demand.
It's still possible he knows
more than he's telling.
Now, you keep an eye on him.
Find out who his friends are,
if he's doing any big spending.
I don't like it.
STU: Here, there you go.
- All right.
Yeah, hey, I gotta
admit, Mike, I'm curious,
what's inside the bag, anyhow?
- Money. What else?
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
- Sure. Big secret, huh?
Yeah, you help me keep
it that way, okay, Stu?
- Yeah, sure.
- Okay.
- See you later.
- Bye-bye.
MIKE: Hey, what's happening?
- Hi, Mike.
What is this? What's
the matter with you two?
You remember when I asked you
if you were in some kind of trouble?
Yeah, and I remember my answer.
A shot out of my paranoid past. So?
So I'm thinking maybe your
paranoid past is catching up with you.
Or maybe it's that you never
left it behind in the first place.
[SCOFFS]
You know, ever since
she's become a cop,
I have trouble
understanding her.
- Do you have that problem?
- No. But that's because I listen to her.
I think it's about time
you start doing the same.
- Sandi, what the hell did you...?
- I wanna talk about Willy Vance.
- Who?
- Oh, come on, Mike.
I was here the other day, I saw
him. That was no coincidence, was it?
I want it all. Right
from the beginning.
Yeah, Sammy used to stay
with me once in a while. So?
Did he ever discuss his business
affairs or who he worked for?
No. He always
had a roll, though.
Ha, ha. We used to have
some pretty good times.
Well, did he tell you
why he left town?
Look, you guys, Sammy
wasn't a talker, you know?
I felt lucky if I got
two words from him.
Did you ever take
any messages for him?
No.
But if he stayed with you,
how did people stay in contact?
Look at this face.
You see how the top half
lines up with the bottom?
I wanna make sure it stays that
way. Do you know what I mean?
Look, Ellie, we'll
be very, very careful.
Where'd he get his messages?
From a guy named Pat at
the Kapi'olani Parking Garage.
It just happened, that's all. A
game here, a few markers there.
I begged and borrowed
from everywhere I could,
but I never was able
to get all the way back.
I wasn't about to go to you,
so I went to Willy Vance,
the smiling barracuda
with money to loan.
At 25-percent interest.
Yeah, per week. Let
me tell you, it adds up.
How much is the tab right now?
- Ten thousand.
- Dollars?
Look, Sandi, this
time I've got it covered.
As a matter of fact, I'm
taking it to him today at 2:00.
If you're as broke
as you said you were,
where did you come up with
all that money all of a sudden?
- I was lucky in a card game.
- Oh, Mike.
After 2:00 today, it's a
brand-new ball game.
I'm hanging it up,
no more gambling.
I don't think you can
stop. I think you're hooked.
Hey, you're wrong, okay?
That's it. End of subject.
Michael, if we cannot talk
to each other, where are we?
Oh, we are talking,
and I'm listening.
I don't happen to
agree with you, that's all.
Now, I said I was gonna
quit. Doesn't that satisfy you?
I don't want you to do
anything to satisfy me.
You have to do it for yourself.
And sometimes that is the
hardest thing in the world to do,
and sometimes you need help.
I hear what you're saying,
but I'd like to try it
on my own first, okay?
Okay. Uh... Where are
you gonna meet Vance?
[SIGHS]
Kapi'olani Park. Why?
After you see him, I
want you to call me.
I wanna make sure that
you're safe and sound.
You'll hear from me.
Sammy? Sure, I took
calls for him once in a while.
- Anybody ever leave a name?
- No, no names.
Most of the time, the messages
were short and sweet, like,
"Tell Sammy to be
there at 6." Stuff like that.
You said most of the time.
What about exceptions?
Uh, just one. There
was a wahine, and she...
Boy, she'd talk a blue
streak every time she calls.
Gets to be a hassle, you know,
what with the customers and all.
- Well, what does she talk about?
- Real estate.
She's tried to sell me everything
from a Kahala condominium
to one porno house
on Hotel Street.
Know what she was
talking to Sammy about?
No. But you know, I sure
wish I could get a hold of him.
Because the wahine been driving
me crazy the last couple of days.
Like for instance, this morning
she's moving her office, see?
And she wanted to make sure
that Sammy got her new number.
- You got the number handy?
- Sure.
- Oh, right here.
- Let's see.
Okay. Thanks, bro.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Joe, what's happening?
John, looks nice.
Rodney.
[WHISTLES]
Well, C.J., looks like
you got a live one today.
Yeah, but too
rich for you, buddy.
This is strictly high
stakes and no credit.
Who needs credit?
Deal them down,
boys. I'm in a hurry.
McGARRETT: Come on
in, Duke. Anything new?
- Any leads?
- Nothing that's gonna do us any good.
By the way, Steve, Las Vegas Police
picked up Sammy Crane this morning.
- But he's not talking, right?
- Right.
Looks like we're gonna have to go
through the back door all the way.
Yeah, that's the frustrating
part. We shouldn't have to.
- You mean the missing witness?
- Yeah.
He would have come forward
by now if he was going to.
Unless he had a very good
reason for keeping quiet.
Steve, we traced down
that phone number.
Better hold on to your seat.
It belongs to Marge Clayton.
Marge?
What's that old madam doing
in the real-estate business?
Well, we'll soon find out. Officer
Welles is tracking her down.
Wanna see Marge alone,
Steve? Hmm? Ha, ha. Or...
DANNY & DUKE: Ha-ha-ha.
- Or what?
Watch out, Danno,
or I'll wish her on you.
Call.
MAN: All blue, kid.
- You in?
- You bet.
No, he's not.
Time's up, kid. You
just ran out of cards.
[MIKE GRUNTING]
MIKE: Willy. Willy,
listen to me a second.
- Willy, hold on, will you?
- We're done talking.
You understand?
You understand me?
Hear me out. Just
hear me out, man.
I can get it all plus 10
grand. That's double.
Now, think about it, Willy.
Look, look, you know that cop?
You know that cop who got
killed at the Old Pali Road?
I know who did it.
The guy paid me to keep
quiet. He'll pay me again.
Twenty thousand dollars, Willy.
What makes you so sure?
What makes you so sure?
Because he's got a lot to lose.
He runs this big fancy
tourist agency downtown,
the Surf and Sand International.
His name's Victor Palua.
- You can check it out.
- Twenty thousand, huh?
- When can you get it?
- By tomorrow morning, man.
Okay, but you better
not be lying to me.
I won't, you can... I'll get it
to you, Willy. Just trust me.
But the last straw was
when my girls formed a union.
A union. Can you imagine?
After all I've done for them.
That was very
inconsiderate of them.
Damn right it was inconsiderate.
Drove me right out of the business.
So I had to find a new
hustle, know what I mean?
I tried foreclosures for
a while, but I'm too soft.
We were talking about
Sammy Crane, remember?
Oh, yeah, Sammy.
Oh, I was just a
go-between for him.
I'd line up the joints,
fancy summer homes
owned by out-of-towners,
and then I'd get the
key from the rental agent,
give it to Sammy.
From there on, he'd
get his boss's approval.
And if they liked the place,
Sammy would pay you commission?
Right, plus a bonus for
keeping my mouth shut.
So Sammy's face was
the only one anybody sees.
Very neat.
What happened if they
didn't like the home?
Did Sammy return
the keys personally?
That's right, or he'd have it
delivered by some kid in a van.
Anything special about the
van? Any signs or any markings?
There was something
written on the side.
It was, uh,
Surf and Sand International,
some kind of a tourist agency.
Surf and Sand? You're sure?
Well, I've got to go now.
Here come my marks...
I mean my clients...
now, ha, ha.
SANDI: Mr. McGarrett,
that witness at the scene
of Sergeant Tatupu's murder,
he was in his 20s
with brown hair, right?
Right, and medium build. Why?
Oh, nothing. I just
wanted to make sure.
- Check with me later,
please. SANDI: Right.
[RINGS]
Pan-Island Tours.
SANDI [OVER PHONE]: Jed.
- Sandi, hi.
Jed, um, Mike
called me yesterday.
He told me he was hauling
some equipment for you
and somebody ran into him.
SANDI [OVER PHONE]:
He wanted to get a number.
Whoa, wait a minute, back up.
I don't know anything
about any equipment.
SANDI: You don't?
- No.
JED: What's he up to?
- Is Mike there now?
No, he's, uh, not due
here for another hour.
Well, listen, if you hear from
him, will you have him call me?
And don't mention anything
about this conversation.
- I'll explain it to you
later, okay? JED: Okay.
Jenny, take a letter, please.
Commissioner Brian Slevin,
Hong Kong Police.
Dear commissioner...
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Come in.
- Mr. McGarrett?
- Yes, what can I do for you?
Uh, I don't quite know how
to tell you this, Mr. McGarrett,
but, uh, I think I know
who the witness is.
Oh?
It's my brother, Mike.
Your brother?
Yes, sir.
Sit down, please.
[PHONE RINGS]
Surf and Sand International.
MIKE [OVER PHONE]:
Victor Palua, please.
[INTERCOM BUZZES]
- Yeah? MIKE [OVER
PHONE]: Hi, Vicky baby.
This is your old friend, the
man who knew too much.
Wanna go around again?
Uh, listen, friend, you're not
squeezing another dime out of me.
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
You must wanna see your
picture in the papers real bad.
Let's see, if I hurry, you
might just make the 6:00 news.
- Okay, okay.
- Good.
This time we double it, 20,000.
You meet the kid with
the airplane in two hours.
- Where? MIKE: The
old airstrip at Kapaleelee.
Right, we'll be there.
Thanks, Willy. Appreciate it very much.
How much did you say he owes you?
Ten thousand.
Ten thousand.
[DRAWER OPENS]
Okay.
Here's, uh, 4-, 6-, 7-...
Ten thousand.
And here's a little
extra for your trouble.
Thanks, I don't want
no bonus. Not for this.
Suit yourself.
Do me a favor, huh?
Before you hit him,
tell him Willy's sorry.
Huh?
Oh, my, my, my.
A loan shark with a conscience.
How touching.
Make sure he doesn't get
any second thoughts, huh?
I don't need any
more loose strings.
SANDI: When he asked for a
name to go with the license number,
his damaged-equipment
story sounded so reasonable.
He conned me into bending
the rules, Mr. McGarrett.
There's no excuse.
I know I was wrong.
But I never thought
he'd use it for extortion.
Gambling is a disease just
as chronic as alcoholism,
and the only way to heal it
is through professional help.
I guess I've been
protecting him most of his life.
But that isn't really
what Mike needed, is it?
It's so much easier to let things
slide than to meet them head on.
Never works.
- Where is he now?
- I don't know.
He was supposed to call me
after he dropped the money off.
But that was hours ago.
Better find him.
Whoever it is he's blackmailing
is gonna hit back and hit hard.
I'll start with his house.
Chin, get me an
address on Willy Vance.
Pick him up right
away, top priority.
[ENGINE STARTS]
SANDI: Mike? Mike, are you...?
MIKE: Dear Sandi,
I don't know exactly why I'm
writing this or how to begin.
First off, I realized you were
right. I am hooked on gambling.
I've been doing some rotten
things, things I'm ashamed of,
all because of my habit.
I'm gonna split for a
while, try to sort things out.
Sandi, one thing I promise,
I will come back to
face what I've done.
Maybe then I can start
facing myself. Love, Mike.
Sandi. What's wrong?
Come on, what is it?
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Yeah, what...?
- Hey, what's happening?
- Back up.
- Back up.
- What are you doing, Jimmy? All right.
- In there.
- Okay, okay.
- Now.
- Okay, I'm going.
- Move.
- I'm moving.
All right, hold it.
Against the wall. Spread them.
We'll need you to
sign a complaint.
You got it, mister.
McGarrett to Officer Welles.
McGARRETT [OVER RADIO]:
McGarrett to Officer Welles.
McGarrett to Officer Welles.
This is Officer
Welles. Go ahead.
- Have you located your brother?
SANDI [OVER RADIO]: No.
I tried to catch him, but he
has got another scheme going.
Yeah, well, his scheme is
a second blackmail attempt.
McGARRETT: Two of my
men just got it from Willy Vance.
They also learned the pickup point,
the old landing strip at Kapaleelee.
Only this time, Mike
is walking into a trap.
Well, Jed told me he took the
plane. He must already be on his way.
Well, we've got to get
there before he does.
Hold it.
Freeze.
Drop it. Drop it.
Take him, Danno.
Book him, Danno.
Mr. McGarrett. Where's
Mike? Is he safe?
Yeah, he's safe. Unfortunately,
he chose to run away.
His only real chance now is to
come in and testify on his own.
He'll come back, he has to.
Let's hope he's smart
enough to realize that.
Looks like he already has.
You see? I knew he'd come back.
You'd better get him
some professional help.
He's gonna need it.
- Bring him in.
- Yes, sir.
I'm going for the bank.
LORD: This is Jack
Lord inviting you
to be with us next for
"Dealer's Choice - Blackmail."
Police. Everyone, stay
right where you are.
A police officer's
been murdered.
Now, how would
you like to be included
in our list of
accessories to murder?
You get me all of it.
The whole 10 grand.
Well what if I can't
get it together?
Then I'll make sure you
never hold another pair of dice
the rest of your life.
This is your old friend, the
man who knew too much.
This time, we double it.
Twenty thousand. You meet the
kid with the airplane, two hours.
Give him the
money, then kill him.
I think I know
who the witness is.
It's my brother Mike.
He was supposed to call me after
he dropped the money off with Vance,
but that was hours ago.
We better find him. Whoever
it is he's blackmailing,
he's gonna hit
back and hit hard.
Time's up, kid. You
just ran out of cards.
LORD: Next, "Dealer's
Choice." Be there, aloha.
Give me some 20s.
Hold it, police. Everyone
stay right where you are.
A police officer
has been murdered.
Now, how would
you like to be included
in our list of
accessories to murder?
You get me all of it,
the whole 10 grand.
This is your old friend, the
man who knew too much.
Give him the
money, then kill him.
I think I know
who the witness is.
- It's my brother, Mike.
McGARRETT: Better find him.
Whoever it is he's blackmailing
is gonna hit back and hit hard.
Time's up, kid. You
just ran out of cards.
Excuse me, sir, your
invitation, please?
Hey, Lisa, what's happening?
Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you were
Lisa. You look just like... Excuse me.
[MOUTHS] All right.
Give me some 20s.
I'm going for the bank.
Okay.
Take your positions
but go very slow.
I don't want anybody
leaking through the crack.
Sergeant Tatupu to Central Dispatch.
Patch me through to McGarrett.
- McGarrett.
- Steve? Tatupu.
We got a tip on that new casino.
It's a brick mansion on Old Pali Road.
TATUPU [OVER RADIO]:
We're going in now.
Good, George, I'm on my way.
What gives, Steve?
You remember the, uh...?
What was it, DeJulio...?
No, DiBlasio killing
a few months ago?
Was he the tourist who discovered
he couldn't just walk away
from his gambling debts?
Yeah, that's a
nice way to put it.
Well, I think finally we
might have a handle
on the man running the action.
PALUA: Sammy.
- Yeah?
Dealer at Table 2 looks like
he's got lead in his fingers.
- Get rid of him.
- I'll pull him right away.
- How's everything else?
- Couldn't be better.
JOEY: The number is six.
The number is six, everybody.
It's all in the roll, good
people. It's all in the roll.
- Six. WOMAN: Oh.
Whoo! You got a winner here.
Hold it, police. Everyone
stay right where you are.
[CROWD MURMURING]
Grab that bag.
No, let's go out the
back way, the back way.
TATUPU: Freeze.
Put your hands behind your head.
Hold it, hold it!
[TIRES SQUEALING]
[MOUTHS] 6B-4913.
McGARRETT: Keoki?
Keoki?
- It's Steve.
- Steve?
Call Rose for me.
Tell her I... I love her.
He's gone.
Twenty years on the force.
Twenty years without a
scratch, and to go out like that.
God.
- What have we got so far?
- Not enough, Steve.
Some maniac trying
to avoid getting busted.
We've got some work to do
before we can say
where the car came from.
- Is Che on his way out?
- Yeah.
- What about witnesses?
- Bart, what about witnesses?
One possible.
Sergeant Tatupu was
walking over to cuff him
just as I was walking
up to the house.
Kid in his 20s.
Medium build, dark hair.
- Get a look at his face?
- No.
Okay, Danno, get a couple
of H.P.D. teams out here.
Cover the
residences in the area.
See if you can come up with
anything on that witness or the car.
Chin, take that house apart.
Work with Che.
Let me know if you
come up with anything.
- Report to me as soon as possible.
- Okay.
[PLANE APPROACHING]
MAN 1: Thank you
very much. JED: Okay.
MAN 1: Thank you. JED: Bye.
WOMAN: Thank
you, it was real fun.
MAN 2: Real fun. JED: All right.
MAN 2: Thank you.
Great.
JED: Hey, Stu. STU: Hi.
- Any sign of Mike?
- Nope, not a word.
[CAR DOOR CLOSES]
Wait a minute, there he is.
- I better get back to that engine.
- Yeah.
Hi.
Guess I blew it, huh?
Jed, I'm sorry, I...
Hey, sorry doesn't make it,
Mike. You know what I mean?
Something really
important came up, and I...
Look, you were scheduled
to fly that group this afternoon,
and you didn't show.
- Now, that's all there is to it.
- I won't make any excuses.
But I promise it
won't happen again.
It can't happen again, man,
if we're gonna keep
our heads above water.
- Look, I depend on you.
- Yeah, I know. And I keep blowing it.
- Maybe we'd better call it quits.
- No, no, that's a cop-out.
Besides, how would you
explain it to your sister?
I mean, after the
con job she did on me
just to bring you
in in the first place.
SANDI: What do
you mean, "con job"?
Explain what?
What is going on around here?
Um, just trying to keep
this guy in line, that's all.
SANDI: Uh-huh. Ha, ha.
Listen, I got a call to
make. Be right back.
Have to skip the flying lesson
today. I've been called to work early.
- No sweat. Tomorrow?
- Okay, I'll call you.
Okay.
MIKE: Got yourself a
good man there, big sister.
Yeah, I know.
Uh, but listen, I
am warning you,
as far as business is concerned,
he does not play favorites.
Oh, he's told you
I've been messing up?
He has not told me a thing. But
I've been picking up the vibes.
Are you in some
kind of trouble, Mike?
- You mean again, don't you?
- That is not what I mean.
I thought I told you, my
gambling days are over.
You worry about me
too much, you know that?
Hey, what is a big
sister for? Come here.
Okay, you call me, all right?
MIKE: Sandi?
- Yeah?
Uh...
Maybe if Jed isn't available next
time, I could give your flying lesson.
Let's plan on that.
Listen, if you need me, you
just pick up the telephone, okay?
WOMAN: My man is dead?
George is gone?
I'm sorry, Rose.
I don't know why
these things happen.
He didn't even
have to be working.
He was covering for a friend.
Did it happen quickly?
Yes.
- Yes.
- Thank God for that.
If there's anything I can
do for you or the kids,
let me know, Rose.
Thank you, Steve.
I'll be all right.
[SOBBING]
I loved him so much, Steve.
I know, and it was returned.
That was the last thing he said.
"Tell Rose I love her."
He was the best among men.
The best.
If you need anything,
you know where I am.
I have to go now.
[SPEAKS IN HAWAIIAN]
Take care.
[SPEAKS IN HAWAIIAN]
[SPEAKS IN HAWAIIAN]
Aloha.
Someone had to
tip off the police.
SAMMY: I can't understand it.
We never had problems before.
We've never had to kill a cop,
either. That makes us hot, very hot.
All right, we're gonna
shut down everything.
Honolulu, Maui, the Big Island.
Nobody sees green felt
until this thing cools down.
- Okay, I'll get right on it.
PALUA: Hold it, Sammy.
- That's for you.
SAMMY: What's this for?
You're gonna
disappear for a while.
Then you'll start a
new life in Las Vegas.
Vegas? But why?
Just because we had
bad luck, I don't see...
Sammy, you were sitting
in the car, right next to me.
- You think I'd finger you?
- I'm just playing the percentages.
What you're saying
is you don't trust me.
My friend Lou Walsh will
meet you at the airport in Vegas.
He's gonna call me as
soon as you make contact.
If you cooperate, this could
be a hell of a good move for you.
But if you get out of line,
he's got some pretty
specific instructions
on how to handle the situation.
You understand?
Hey, look, Mr. Palua,
I give you my word...
Aloha, Sammy.
McGARRETT: We're almost
positive the hit-and-run vehicle
came from the garage here.
Now, there's a door here
leading into the garden
from what we're
calling the back room.
The people who were
here at the time of the raid
probably escaped by
running around the house
and getting in the car here.
Sergeant Tatupu tried to
intercept here, and, uh...
You all know the rest.
- Anything from the lab on that room?
- Negative.
Then the only line
we have on the car
is from a pedestrian two blocks
away who saw a black luxury sedan
speeding down the Pali Highway
around the time of the raid.
- What about that witness?
- Nothing.
H.P.D. teams questioned
everybody in the neighborhood.
DUKE: It doesn't
get any better, Steve.
We ran a check on the house.
It's owned by a
California developer
who rents it to vacationers
on a short-term basis.
- We have the name of the lessee.
- Let me guess. It's a phony.
- Right.
- Yeah.
Duke, start running a check
on all the dealers
picked up at that raid.
And get a copy of this invitation
to every printer on the island.
They probably printed it
themselves, but you can never tell.
Danno, what about the source
of these invitations? Any luck?
Seems the tourists get
them from bartenders,
cocktail waitresses in
various hotels and nightclubs.
Got a couple of H.P.D. teams
pounding the pavements right now.
[INTERCOM BUZZES]
Yes?
SECRETARY [OVER INTERCOM]:
The officer you sent for is here.
Thank you.
SANDI: Good morning, sir.
McGARRETT: Good morning.
A police officer was
murdered yesterday,
a good friend of mine.
McGARRETT: That's
where we are now.
All the witnesses have been
interviewed except the ladies.
That's where you come in.
Some of them are scared,
some of them are hostile.
Either way, questioning them is
gonna require a certain finesse.
I think I should take
that as a compliment.
Yeah, that's a good guess.
Remember, a vital
witness is missing.
If anyone saw him or
can help us locate him,
we'd be well ahead of the game.
Yes, sir.
Oh, by the way,
how are you coming
with your flying lessons?
- How did you know about that?
- I never divulge a source.
- Hi, kid.
- Hey, Willy. What are you doing here?
What do you mean,
what am I doing here?
You didn't show this morning.
Why?
I got busy, couldn't get away.
You know how it is
with us working men.
- Where's the 10 grand?
- Willy, I was so close.
I had this roll going
you wouldn't believe.
Then the roof fell in.
The place got raided.
It was crawling with co...
Look, I'll get you a payment
by the end of the week.
You'll get me all of
it, the whole 10 grand.
Heh, you gotta be kidding.
There's no way I can raise that much.
Mike, I like you.
You're a nice kid.
You got 48 hours.
Yeah, well, what if I
can't get it together?
Then I make sure you
never hold another pair of dice
the rest of your life.
I'm sorry.
Hey, hey, hey.
I got a job to do.
Right.
I got people I gotta answer
to. You understand me?
Look, my husband and
I are here on vacation,
and there's only
a few days left.
So if there's a
fine or something,
why don't you just let me
pay it and I'll be on my way?
I'm afraid it's not
as simple as that.
You see, a police
officer has been killed.
Oh. Well, um, I'm, uh...
I'm sorry, but really, I don't
see what that has to do with me.
So why can't you just
let me pay my fine?
[PHONE RINGS]
Excuse me.
Officer Welles.
- Hi, Officer Welles. SANDI
[OVER PHONE]: Oh, Mike, hi.
- You very busy?
- Well, uh, kind of. What's up?
MIKE [OVER PHONE]:
I got a favor to ask.
Some klutz just ran into a trailerload
of parts I was hauling for Jed.
Didn't even stop. Some of
the parts got damaged and...
Uh, Mike, listen, I'm really
up to my ears right now.
Let me give you a number
you can call to report it.
No, I got a license number.
Uh, I was hoping you
might get me a name.
It would be less hassle if I
could settle it on my own.
Mike, I don't know.
MIKE: Look, I wouldn't ask
you if we weren't so tight on cash.
If I can nail this guy, it
would sure be a help.
Okay, Mike, just this
once. What's the number?
"6B-4913."
If you wanna hold,
I'll call the Auto Registration
Division right now and get the name.
MIKE: That would be great.
Hello, Harry, can you
give me a quick make
on "6-Bravo-4913"?
[FINGERS SNAP]
Ah.
Surf and Sand International.
Great.
See you later, San.
I'm admitting I ran the crap table,
and that's all you're gonna get.
- Not very smart, Joey.
- Yeah?
Well, my lawyer says I don't have
to play answer man for you guys.
- He says I've got my rights.
- Rights?
Your lawyer has been trying to make
some deal with the district attorney.
And I guarantee you there
will be no plea bargaining
unless you come up
with some answers.
Maybe you're forgetting,
you're in violation of your parole.
- I'm not forgetting.
- All right, who hired you?
A voice on a telephone.
Listen, pal, and listen well.
A police officer
has been murdered.
Now, how would
you like to be included
in our list of
accessories to murder?
Murder one.
All right.
The guy's name was Crane.
Sammy Crane.
Was he the one
working the back room?
No. He was on the floor.
Somebody else was
running it from upstairs.
- Who was that?
- I don't know.
I never heard a name. I never
saw a face. That's straight.
It better be.
All right, Danno.
See what we can come
up with on Sammy Crane.
And don't leave town.
[SIGHS]
- This has to get out tonight.
- Yes, Mr. Palua.
- Surf and Sand International.
- Victor Palua, please?
SECRETARY [OVER
PHONE]: Who's calling?
Just tell him it's about
the accident yesterday.
Accident? Uh, one moment.
[INTERCOM BUZZES]
- Yeah? SECRETARY: Mr. Palua,
there's a man on the phone
who won't give his name.
SECRETARY: He mentioned
an accident yesterday.
I'll talk to him.
Yeah, Victor Palua,
may I help you?
A better question would
be, "How much do you want?"
What?
MIKE [OVER PHONE]: I
know your secret, Mr. Palua.
I know your secret.
Who is this?
Just someone who was
passing by the brick mansion
on the Old Pali Road yesterday.
Saw you run over
that cop, that's all.
I don't know what
you're talking about.
Then you'd have no objection if I
reported what I saw to the police.
MIKE: By the way, who was
that man sitting next to you?
- What do you want?
- Ten thousand dollars.
No bills larger than 20s.
When and where?
MIKE: The old airstrip at
Kapaleelee in two hours sharp.
Yeah?
Yeah.
Now, you listen to me.
Hello?
TANAKA: Well, what
are we gonna do?
Give him the money.
Then kill him.
DANNY: Convictions for
assault, armed robbery.
Two arrests, but no
convictions for murder.
All that up to age 30.
After that, it's been downhill all the
way except the two years he spent here.
Which probably means Sammy
has been under someone's wing,
someone such as our mystery
man in the back room maybe.
Looks now, though, like he might
have gotten kicked out of the nest.
I talked to his landlord.
He moved out this morning
and left no forwarding address.
Oh, by the way, I checked
with Motor Vehicle Registration.
He doesn't own a
black luxury sedan.
But still, he could have been driving
a black luxury sedan, couldn't he?
Or he could've been a passenger.
Either way, he'd be a deadly
liability to the head honcho.
Yeah. And front men
are easy to replace.
So maybe exit one Sammy
Crane. Where does that leave us?
Depends on how well Sammy
Crane covered his tracks, Danno.
Let's get out an APB anyway,
see what we can come up with.
Right.
[PLANE DRONING]
Okay, partner, climb in
and we'll be on our way.
TANAKA: What do
you mean, get in?
Man said to give you this.
The instructions are inside.
- What man was that?
- I don't know.
He called and said
he'd pay me five bills
if I'd pick you up and take
you wherever you wanna go.
He left the money in my
mailbox. I never saw him.
You know where Waipahu is?
Sure, but there's no place
to land a plane out there.
Doesn't matter, just fly there.
I'll take care of the rest, okay?
You setting up
housekeeping in here or what?
- What are you doing here?
- You forgot.
Lunch. We were supposed
to have... Oh, Jed, I'm sorry.
No problem. What
are you working on?
- I don't know.
- Sounds fascinating.
Willy Vance. Willy Vance.
That's the man from the airport.
- Somebody I ought to know?
- Not if you can help it.
- Where's Mike?
- He's on a job.
- Why?
- Never mind.
I'll explain to you on the
way down to R&I. Come on.
Okay, taking her down.
Hey, turn around, turn around.
Take it back down, quick.
Come on, come on. Now.
- What is this, some kind of game?
- Oh.
Will you shut up?
Did you at least get
a good look at him?
TANAKA: Sure, I saw him,
from about a thousand feet.
No way was I gonna
get a look at his face.
The guy had a foolproof
plan, and that's all there is to it.
Maybe, maybe
not. I don't like it.
It's too pat.
You know, this kid in the plane,
why would this blackmailer
have so much trust in him?
Well, why shouldn't he?
If something went wrong,
he's still got his ace in the hole.
All he'd have to do is call
and make another demand.
It's still possible he knows
more than he's telling.
Now, you keep an eye on him.
Find out who his friends are,
if he's doing any big spending.
I don't like it.
STU: Here, there you go.
- All right.
Yeah, hey, I gotta
admit, Mike, I'm curious,
what's inside the bag, anyhow?
- Money. What else?
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
- Sure. Big secret, huh?
Yeah, you help me keep
it that way, okay, Stu?
- Yeah, sure.
- Okay.
- See you later.
- Bye-bye.
MIKE: Hey, what's happening?
- Hi, Mike.
What is this? What's
the matter with you two?
You remember when I asked you
if you were in some kind of trouble?
Yeah, and I remember my answer.
A shot out of my paranoid past. So?
So I'm thinking maybe your
paranoid past is catching up with you.
Or maybe it's that you never
left it behind in the first place.
[SCOFFS]
You know, ever since
she's become a cop,
I have trouble
understanding her.
- Do you have that problem?
- No. But that's because I listen to her.
I think it's about time
you start doing the same.
- Sandi, what the hell did you...?
- I wanna talk about Willy Vance.
- Who?
- Oh, come on, Mike.
I was here the other day, I saw
him. That was no coincidence, was it?
I want it all. Right
from the beginning.
Yeah, Sammy used to stay
with me once in a while. So?
Did he ever discuss his business
affairs or who he worked for?
No. He always
had a roll, though.
Ha, ha. We used to have
some pretty good times.
Well, did he tell you
why he left town?
Look, you guys, Sammy
wasn't a talker, you know?
I felt lucky if I got
two words from him.
Did you ever take
any messages for him?
No.
But if he stayed with you,
how did people stay in contact?
Look at this face.
You see how the top half
lines up with the bottom?
I wanna make sure it stays that
way. Do you know what I mean?
Look, Ellie, we'll
be very, very careful.
Where'd he get his messages?
From a guy named Pat at
the Kapi'olani Parking Garage.
It just happened, that's all. A
game here, a few markers there.
I begged and borrowed
from everywhere I could,
but I never was able
to get all the way back.
I wasn't about to go to you,
so I went to Willy Vance,
the smiling barracuda
with money to loan.
At 25-percent interest.
Yeah, per week. Let
me tell you, it adds up.
How much is the tab right now?
- Ten thousand.
- Dollars?
Look, Sandi, this
time I've got it covered.
As a matter of fact, I'm
taking it to him today at 2:00.
If you're as broke
as you said you were,
where did you come up with
all that money all of a sudden?
- I was lucky in a card game.
- Oh, Mike.
After 2:00 today, it's a
brand-new ball game.
I'm hanging it up,
no more gambling.
I don't think you can
stop. I think you're hooked.
Hey, you're wrong, okay?
That's it. End of subject.
Michael, if we cannot talk
to each other, where are we?
Oh, we are talking,
and I'm listening.
I don't happen to
agree with you, that's all.
Now, I said I was gonna
quit. Doesn't that satisfy you?
I don't want you to do
anything to satisfy me.
You have to do it for yourself.
And sometimes that is the
hardest thing in the world to do,
and sometimes you need help.
I hear what you're saying,
but I'd like to try it
on my own first, okay?
Okay. Uh... Where are
you gonna meet Vance?
[SIGHS]
Kapi'olani Park. Why?
After you see him, I
want you to call me.
I wanna make sure that
you're safe and sound.
You'll hear from me.
Sammy? Sure, I took
calls for him once in a while.
- Anybody ever leave a name?
- No, no names.
Most of the time, the messages
were short and sweet, like,
"Tell Sammy to be
there at 6." Stuff like that.
You said most of the time.
What about exceptions?
Uh, just one. There
was a wahine, and she...
Boy, she'd talk a blue
streak every time she calls.
Gets to be a hassle, you know,
what with the customers and all.
- Well, what does she talk about?
- Real estate.
She's tried to sell me everything
from a Kahala condominium
to one porno house
on Hotel Street.
Know what she was
talking to Sammy about?
No. But you know, I sure
wish I could get a hold of him.
Because the wahine been driving
me crazy the last couple of days.
Like for instance, this morning
she's moving her office, see?
And she wanted to make sure
that Sammy got her new number.
- You got the number handy?
- Sure.
- Oh, right here.
- Let's see.
Okay. Thanks, bro.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Joe, what's happening?
John, looks nice.
Rodney.
[WHISTLES]
Well, C.J., looks like
you got a live one today.
Yeah, but too
rich for you, buddy.
This is strictly high
stakes and no credit.
Who needs credit?
Deal them down,
boys. I'm in a hurry.
McGARRETT: Come on
in, Duke. Anything new?
- Any leads?
- Nothing that's gonna do us any good.
By the way, Steve, Las Vegas Police
picked up Sammy Crane this morning.
- But he's not talking, right?
- Right.
Looks like we're gonna have to go
through the back door all the way.
Yeah, that's the frustrating
part. We shouldn't have to.
- You mean the missing witness?
- Yeah.
He would have come forward
by now if he was going to.
Unless he had a very good
reason for keeping quiet.
Steve, we traced down
that phone number.
Better hold on to your seat.
It belongs to Marge Clayton.
Marge?
What's that old madam doing
in the real-estate business?
Well, we'll soon find out. Officer
Welles is tracking her down.
Wanna see Marge alone,
Steve? Hmm? Ha, ha. Or...
DANNY & DUKE: Ha-ha-ha.
- Or what?
Watch out, Danno,
or I'll wish her on you.
Call.
MAN: All blue, kid.
- You in?
- You bet.
No, he's not.
Time's up, kid. You
just ran out of cards.
[MIKE GRUNTING]
MIKE: Willy. Willy,
listen to me a second.
- Willy, hold on, will you?
- We're done talking.
You understand?
You understand me?
Hear me out. Just
hear me out, man.
I can get it all plus 10
grand. That's double.
Now, think about it, Willy.
Look, look, you know that cop?
You know that cop who got
killed at the Old Pali Road?
I know who did it.
The guy paid me to keep
quiet. He'll pay me again.
Twenty thousand dollars, Willy.
What makes you so sure?
What makes you so sure?
Because he's got a lot to lose.
He runs this big fancy
tourist agency downtown,
the Surf and Sand International.
His name's Victor Palua.
- You can check it out.
- Twenty thousand, huh?
- When can you get it?
- By tomorrow morning, man.
Okay, but you better
not be lying to me.
I won't, you can... I'll get it
to you, Willy. Just trust me.
But the last straw was
when my girls formed a union.
A union. Can you imagine?
After all I've done for them.
That was very
inconsiderate of them.
Damn right it was inconsiderate.
Drove me right out of the business.
So I had to find a new
hustle, know what I mean?
I tried foreclosures for
a while, but I'm too soft.
We were talking about
Sammy Crane, remember?
Oh, yeah, Sammy.
Oh, I was just a
go-between for him.
I'd line up the joints,
fancy summer homes
owned by out-of-towners,
and then I'd get the
key from the rental agent,
give it to Sammy.
From there on, he'd
get his boss's approval.
And if they liked the place,
Sammy would pay you commission?
Right, plus a bonus for
keeping my mouth shut.
So Sammy's face was
the only one anybody sees.
Very neat.
What happened if they
didn't like the home?
Did Sammy return
the keys personally?
That's right, or he'd have it
delivered by some kid in a van.
Anything special about the
van? Any signs or any markings?
There was something
written on the side.
It was, uh,
Surf and Sand International,
some kind of a tourist agency.
Surf and Sand? You're sure?
Well, I've got to go now.
Here come my marks...
I mean my clients...
now, ha, ha.
SANDI: Mr. McGarrett,
that witness at the scene
of Sergeant Tatupu's murder,
he was in his 20s
with brown hair, right?
Right, and medium build. Why?
Oh, nothing. I just
wanted to make sure.
- Check with me later,
please. SANDI: Right.
[RINGS]
Pan-Island Tours.
SANDI [OVER PHONE]: Jed.
- Sandi, hi.
Jed, um, Mike
called me yesterday.
He told me he was hauling
some equipment for you
and somebody ran into him.
SANDI [OVER PHONE]:
He wanted to get a number.
Whoa, wait a minute, back up.
I don't know anything
about any equipment.
SANDI: You don't?
- No.
JED: What's he up to?
- Is Mike there now?
No, he's, uh, not due
here for another hour.
Well, listen, if you hear from
him, will you have him call me?
And don't mention anything
about this conversation.
- I'll explain it to you
later, okay? JED: Okay.
Jenny, take a letter, please.
Commissioner Brian Slevin,
Hong Kong Police.
Dear commissioner...
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Come in.
- Mr. McGarrett?
- Yes, what can I do for you?
Uh, I don't quite know how
to tell you this, Mr. McGarrett,
but, uh, I think I know
who the witness is.
Oh?
It's my brother, Mike.
Your brother?
Yes, sir.
Sit down, please.
[PHONE RINGS]
Surf and Sand International.
MIKE [OVER PHONE]:
Victor Palua, please.
[INTERCOM BUZZES]
- Yeah? MIKE [OVER
PHONE]: Hi, Vicky baby.
This is your old friend, the
man who knew too much.
Wanna go around again?
Uh, listen, friend, you're not
squeezing another dime out of me.
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
You must wanna see your
picture in the papers real bad.
Let's see, if I hurry, you
might just make the 6:00 news.
- Okay, okay.
- Good.
This time we double it, 20,000.
You meet the kid with
the airplane in two hours.
- Where? MIKE: The
old airstrip at Kapaleelee.
Right, we'll be there.
Thanks, Willy. Appreciate it very much.
How much did you say he owes you?
Ten thousand.
Ten thousand.
[DRAWER OPENS]
Okay.
Here's, uh, 4-, 6-, 7-...
Ten thousand.
And here's a little
extra for your trouble.
Thanks, I don't want
no bonus. Not for this.
Suit yourself.
Do me a favor, huh?
Before you hit him,
tell him Willy's sorry.
Huh?
Oh, my, my, my.
A loan shark with a conscience.
How touching.
Make sure he doesn't get
any second thoughts, huh?
I don't need any
more loose strings.
SANDI: When he asked for a
name to go with the license number,
his damaged-equipment
story sounded so reasonable.
He conned me into bending
the rules, Mr. McGarrett.
There's no excuse.
I know I was wrong.
But I never thought
he'd use it for extortion.
Gambling is a disease just
as chronic as alcoholism,
and the only way to heal it
is through professional help.
I guess I've been
protecting him most of his life.
But that isn't really
what Mike needed, is it?
It's so much easier to let things
slide than to meet them head on.
Never works.
- Where is he now?
- I don't know.
He was supposed to call me
after he dropped the money off.
But that was hours ago.
Better find him.
Whoever it is he's blackmailing
is gonna hit back and hit hard.
I'll start with his house.
Chin, get me an
address on Willy Vance.
Pick him up right
away, top priority.
[ENGINE STARTS]
SANDI: Mike? Mike, are you...?
MIKE: Dear Sandi,
I don't know exactly why I'm
writing this or how to begin.
First off, I realized you were
right. I am hooked on gambling.
I've been doing some rotten
things, things I'm ashamed of,
all because of my habit.
I'm gonna split for a
while, try to sort things out.
Sandi, one thing I promise,
I will come back to
face what I've done.
Maybe then I can start
facing myself. Love, Mike.
Sandi. What's wrong?
Come on, what is it?
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Yeah, what...?
- Hey, what's happening?
- Back up.
- Back up.
- What are you doing, Jimmy? All right.
- In there.
- Okay, okay.
- Now.
- Okay, I'm going.
- Move.
- I'm moving.
All right, hold it.
Against the wall. Spread them.
We'll need you to
sign a complaint.
You got it, mister.
McGarrett to Officer Welles.
McGARRETT [OVER RADIO]:
McGarrett to Officer Welles.
McGarrett to Officer Welles.
This is Officer
Welles. Go ahead.
- Have you located your brother?
SANDI [OVER RADIO]: No.
I tried to catch him, but he
has got another scheme going.
Yeah, well, his scheme is
a second blackmail attempt.
McGARRETT: Two of my
men just got it from Willy Vance.
They also learned the pickup point,
the old landing strip at Kapaleelee.
Only this time, Mike
is walking into a trap.
Well, Jed told me he took the
plane. He must already be on his way.
Well, we've got to get
there before he does.
Hold it.
Freeze.
Drop it. Drop it.
Take him, Danno.
Book him, Danno.
Mr. McGarrett. Where's
Mike? Is he safe?
Yeah, he's safe. Unfortunately,
he chose to run away.
His only real chance now is to
come in and testify on his own.
He'll come back, he has to.
Let's hope he's smart
enough to realize that.
Looks like he already has.
You see? I knew he'd come back.
You'd better get him
some professional help.
He's gonna need it.
- Bring him in.
- Yes, sir.