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(dramatic rock music)

(elevator bell dings)

- Hello, Marshall, he's all yours.

- Thank you for your cooperation, Hooker,

we appreciate you local boys catching our fugitives for us.

- Try and keep him in New Mexico this time, will ya?

I've got shin splints from chasing him.

- Tapping on time for escape, seven years will do it.

- Let's make it ten.

- This is Nancy Bosca coming to you live

from the Federal Building where I'm hoping

to get a comment from Senator Stuart Grayle.

Senator Grayle, good evening, Senator Grayle.

- Good evening, nice to see you.

- Nice to see you. - How are you?

- Here's Mrs. Grayle, the lovely Mrs. Grayle.

Hello, Mrs. Grayle.

This is Tim Braddock, the Senator's press aide.

Is this the Senator's last stop

before his meeting in Hawaii?

- That's right.

He wants to thank the federal judges

who are already rallying behind his bill.

(elevator bell dings)

And then he'll proceed to Honolulu

where he'll meet with other key political figures

to ask for their support to combat terrorism.

- Some of his critics have said the Senator's bill

goes too far, that it will only stimulate terrorists

to even more extreme acts of violence.

Do you have any comment on this?

- Not at this time.

Ms. Raymond here will pass out press packets

which will explain the Senator's position.

- Thank you very much.Senator, regarding this bill,

I need to get a statement from you please?

- Just let me say this.

There is no extremism worse

than the killing of innocent people and I happen to believe

that the American people agree with me

and I hope to convince my colleagues of that in Honolulu.

Thank you. - Thank you very much Senator.

- Hooker, I don't believe it.

(laughing) - You better believe it.

- Mrs. Grayle, do you think there's enough support

in Congress to get this bill passed?

- Oh, my husband is a very persuasive man.

- [Man] Wait til they get closer.

- Such a big man.

(laughing) - Never too big for you.

- [Man] Can't wait.

(loud explosion) (glass shattering)

(shouting)

- [Man] I'm alright, I'm alright.

- Anybody hurt?

Stay down.

- Senator, are you alright?

- No, I'm okay, I'm alright, alright.

- You there, stop!

(gun fires)

- You okay?

- Move out of the way.

Out of the way!

(tires screeching)

(tires screeching)

Hold it!

Let her go.

(gun fires)

(people screaming)

(gun fires)

Hold it!

(gun fires)

(woman screaming)

Who are you?

Who sent you?

Who sent you?

- Neemee nonaka ne eeri.

(light dramatic music)

- [Stacy] How'd it go at the shooting board?

- The usual.

Why didn't I take the suspect alive,

did I consider the alternative before shooting?

- Well, did you?

- Sure I did, I considered the alternative.

It was him or me, I chose him, what do you got?

- Nothing so far.

Our MO file drew a blank, so did Sacramento.

There was no ID on the dead man, no papers, no passport.

- What about the APB on the guy that got away?

- Zip, and we haven't heard back from the FBI yet

or the morgue.

- 12 hours, still spinning our wheels, what's going on?

- Maybe the feds wanna hit a home run

with this one themselves, United States Senator and all.

- Feds couldn't hit water if they fell out of a boat.

I'll tell you, there's more to this

than a couple crazies looking for kicks.

What do you got on the dead man's last words?

- Neemee nonaka ne eeri.

There's no name or business on record

that even comes close to that.

- It's not Vietnamese, maybe Korean, Japanese?

- You sure you got the spelling right?

I mean, you usually have trouble with parking tickets.

(chuckling)

- Hooker, says here that an unidentified police officer

who Senator Grayle stopped to chat with

probably prevented his being killed.

You keeping secrets from us again?

- It's in my report on your desk.

- Come on, humor me.

- Well, Stuart Grayle and I went to college together.

We played football, chased girls.

He was a hero to everybody, he went into law,

got into politics and I became a cop.

We stayed in touch with each other for a while

and then we lost contact, end of story.

- Not quite but it does help explain a call that I got

from the chief a few minutes ago.

Well, how do you feel about Hawaii?

- Great onions, great potato chips, why?

- Well, the Senator's requested you for special duty

for the duration of his stay in Honolulu.

- Bodyguard? - Personal security.

- A bodyguard, come on.

Pete, that's not my style, you know that.

- Well, tell it to the chief.

He's already assigned you Corrigan as your partner

and Sheridan for personal assignment to Mrs. Grayle

and the Hawaii Police will cooperate.

- Hawaii, on the house?

(chuckling) No objections from me.

- He's your friend, he needs protection.

- And you need a tan, right?

- Exactly.

Was there something you wanted to say?

- Pack your bikini, blue eyes.

(airplane engine roaring)

- Welcome to Hawaii, Sergeant, I'm Tim Braddock.

This is Howie Palanoma, hotel security.

- Hey, how is it? - Senator Grayle

asked us to meet you.

- Uh, this is Officer Stacy Sheridan, Jim Corrigan.

- Hi there. - Nice to meet you.

- Nice to meet you.

- Your cars right over here.

- Can't complain about the service.

- It's gonna be nice having you with us, very nice.

- Thank you.

- Oh, let me get your luggage, tickets?

- Yeah, right here.

- Sgt. Hooker, you gave a seminar at UCLA last year.

I was taking some police science classes in college.

Top stuff, man, aww yeah, gonna be great working with you.

- Well, thank you.

- [Howie] Um, I'll get your luggage.

- You're here five minutes and you're already a celebrity.

- Of course.

(light dramatic rock music)

- [Howie] Wanna see where the action will be

when the Senator's making his speech?

- [Hooker] Right down to work, hey Howie?

- Hey, I know that's how you want it done, Sergeant,

and I am on the case.

- You gotta be kidding, piece of cake?

All we need is an army to secure this place.

- Hooker, you did say we're getting local backup, right?

- Howie?

- [Howie] You got it Frank, yeah?

- [Hooker] Who are we working with?

- Gus Kalioki, Hawaii Metro, he's a detective sergeant,

tough guy, man, mean, ooh!

- Sounds like my kinda guy.

- Well, he already doesn't like you much, yeah?

He thinks he ought to be in charge instead of you.

Heard him tell the Senator so.

- Welcome to paradise.

(light dramatic music)

- You're looking but I bet you're not seeing anything.

- That's very perceptive of you, Stuart.

- Look, I know this routine is rough on you

but it's part of being a senator's wife.

It'd make things a lot easier on me

if you just warm up a little bit.

- I know how to carry out my wifely public image.

Don't worry about that, Senator.

Just remember, this island is my family's home.

They have great pride and aren't respected.

Don't shame them with some cheap little affair

with some hotel maid.

- Don't get started on that again, give me a break, huh?

- Senator, Sgt. Hooker's here.

- Thank you, Carol.

Hooker, ha ha, welcome to Hawaii.

- [Hooker] Thank you, Stuart.

- Carol, would you and Harry check out my schedule

with the desk downstairs, please?

You know, things got all hectic

down at the Federal Building.

I don't think you ever met Barbara.

- Hello. - Hello.

You probably saved my husband's life, Sgt. Hooker.

All I can say is thank you.

- I'm glad it worked out that way.

- I know you two have a lot to talk about, please excuse me.

- Anything new on the dead man at the Federal Building?

- They're doing an autopsy.

Forensics have gone to work on it,

they'll let me know if anything transpires.

- My people asked your captain

some pretty tough questions about you.

- It's all true, overdrawn on my bank account,

too much behind on my alimony.

(chuckling)

- And you gave up your detective shield

to go back into a black and white?

What kind of a move was that?

- I don't know, maybe not as dumb as you

single-handedly taking on terrorism?

- Maybe that's just self-preservation.

Anyway, I believe in what I'm doing

and if it happens to be good politics right now, so be it.

What do you think of my bill?

- Bottom line, it's search and destroy, isn't it?

- Ah, no, that's an oversimplification.

We've gotta hit those terrorists where it hurts.

Economic sanctions, cutting off arms sales,

that's not gonna do anything.

You know, strange as it may seem,

I never really personalized my stand

until what happened at that Federal Building.

That's why I asked for you, you're the best cop I know.

- What about the FBI?

- I wanted someone I could trust on a more personal level.

I know we've kind of lost touch over the years

but I knew when I asked for you,

you'd help out an old friend.

There's not a hell of a lot of difference

between politics, police work, both blood sports.

Play the game, you gotta pay the price.

- Well, you can keep the politics.

My job is to keep you and your wife alive

and to do that, I'm gonna have to know everything you do

before you do it.

- That same old Hooker, (chuckling)

found where you belong, right?

- Well, I found where I was needed,

where I might do something,

something that I think is important.

- Yeah, we used to talk about that, didn't we?

How we were gonna change the system,

redistribute the wealth, remember?

- Yeah, we forgot our backup plan

to marry rich wives in case.

(laughing)

- Boy, we were some kind of combination, Hooker to Grayle.

Remember the Cal game?

Four touchdowns and all those pretty girls after us.

- All those pretty girls.

- Think you could still toss a football?

- Think you can still catch one?

- Well, let's find out. - No, wait, wait.

- Hey, hey, come on, right here.

- Wait, give me that ball.

- Go on, you run the point.

- Ahh, if he had my glue fingers, he woulda had it.

- Wait a minute, I've got work to do.

- Okay, when we go back to my hotel,

I'll go over my itinerary with you but dog gone it,

it's more than good to see you again, Hooker.

You know, I don't want you to think about this

as a temporary assignment, we could go all the way together.

Now, think about that, pal,

because I am going to the game.

(laughing)

(upbeat rock music)

(chattering)

- [Man] What do you report, Makio?

- The policeman who interfered at the Federal Building

is at the hotel with the Senator now.

- That is a small prize.

He should have died in shame

with the foolish, young Ashikura.

- I'm prepared to reclaim our honor.

- There will be time for that.

Meanwhile, we received telephone call from our employer.

There's an important change in our plans.

- Do I have a part to play?

- Your part is to hide this in the place

where the Senator will talk

and then I'll need proof of your marksmanship.

(speaking in foreign language)

(mystical music)

(light dramatic music)

- Uh Jim, you stay with the guest list,

do a background check on everyone, all the local radicals,

extremists, anybody who's ever made threats

against elected officials.

- Don't forget about the dead man at the Federal Building.

You still haven't said anything about him.

(mumbling)

- Neemee nonaka ne eeri.

- Gee, was it something I said, Hooker?

- What?

- Neemee nonaka ne eeri, it's Japanese.

- For what?

- For stick it in your ear.

(chuckling)

- Terrific clue, Hooker.

Next time I see Citizen Kane,

would you come along so you could explain Rosebud to me?

- Uh, I didn't make you look bad, did I?

I mean, I can't help it if I know Japanese.

- Do you have to be so young and so eager all the time?

- [Howie] I can tone the eager down but young, I'm stuck.

- Like we are with you.

- Hey, I'm your shadow, Hooker.

At the feet of the master, you rock, I roll.

- Wonderful, where's Kalioki?

- Didn't I tell you I already sent an application in

to the LCPD Academy?

- Why would you wanna leave here?

- [Howie] Hey, I figured I might end up working with you.

Wouldn't that be a kick?

(door slams)

- Come into the office and you kick it over

like it's your own operation.

- I was told you'd cooperate.

I'm having trouble requisitioning paper clips.

- That's because things get done around here

when I approve them, Sergeant.

I guess you might say I'm in charge of tourists now.

- We'll try not to steal the towels.

In the meantime, here's a list of what I need, and stand by.

- Sure.

Two snipers, a SWAT team, a chopper?

Where the hell do you think you are, brother, Vietnam?

- Well, do I get it or don't I?

- [Marioki] I'll take it up with the captain.

- You do that.

- Hooker, let me square something.

You're not in L.A. or Chicago.

We run a tight ship here, mister.

- Does that include stopping terrorism?

- There's never been any activity here

and that's 'cause we know what we're doing.

- But you're not responsible

for Senator Grayle's life, I am.

- Don't push it, Hooker.

(yelling)

- I knew they'd like each other.

- Why don't we make this a little more interesting.

- I thought it was interesting.

- See those rocks down there?

The one who gets there last buys the winner a round.

Hey, wait a minute, there's an election coming up.

Are you voting for me?

- [Hooker] Well, I did last year, at least I think I did.

All you politicians are beginning to sound and look alike.

- Ha ha, if I win, I get your vote.

(light dramatic music)

(horse neighing loudly)

Ha ha, looks like I get your vote, the drinks are on you.

- The hell were you doing?

- Nice guys finish last, you know that.

- Was it worth it?

- Winning is always worth it.

Come on, you've taken worse falls than that

on a football field.

- It's not me I'm thinking about.

It's the horse, his leg.

- You wanna stay with him?

I'll get a trainer here in five minutes, he'll be okay.

(dramatic music)

Is this the life?

(chuckling)

Better than jockeying a black and white in the ghetto?

- [Hooker] I don't know, Stuart.

Jockeying a black and white through the ghetto can be fun.

- [Stuart] Hello, ladies.

- [John] Stuart?

- [Stuart] John, here's the guy I was telling you about.

He could thread a needle with a football from 50 yards.

- [John] John McAllister, Stuart's been telling me

nothing but good things about you.

- [Hooker] You know these politicians, how they exaggerate.

- Oh, not this one, no siree.

Stuart, you see that fat cat

down there at the end of the bar?

Well, just meeting you is gonna make him lower his guard

so much that I'm gonna take a piece of prime waterfront

away from him at my price.

- Did I forget to tell you that my father-in-law

is also a pirate?

- Nevermind that now, come on.

I want you to soften him up for me.

Hooker, the place is yours, just make yourself comfortable.

- But leave some of the ladies for me.

(chuckling)

(chattering)

(chattering)

- Hooker, we're about to have a security check run through

at the hotel.

- Good, how's Howie doing?

- He's on top of things like a lid.

- Believe it, like white on rice, Hooker.

- Stacy's with Mrs. Grayle.

- Hooker, I was with Mrs. Grayle, she ditched me.

I don't think she likes me tagging along.

(waves lightly crashing)

- Why aren't you enjoying your guests, Barbara?

- His guests, mother, not mine.

- You're married to a powerful man, like I am.

We must have the courage

and sometimes the ability to look happy when we are not.

Do you understand?

- Yes.

- Forgive me, I didn't mean to intrude.

- Not at all.

From here, you can see Pali,

that's where Kamehameha fought his great battle.

They say that his enemies threw themselves off a cliff

rather than surrender.

- [Hooker] You love the islands, don't you?

- Yes, I belong here, you understand?

- Yes, I think I do.

What about Stuart?

- Stuart is more interested in people.

- I know the lack of privacy is unsettling

but I must insist that one of us be with you at all times.

(elevator bell dings)

(laughing)

- You're gonna make me late, you're so bad.

(laughing)

- I will leave you here, Sergeant.

I hope you don't mind.

(light dramatic music)

I asked you to be discrete.

- What are you talking about?

- You said you had to come back early

to go over notes for your speech.

- So I did.

- You're not as good a liar a you used to be, Stuart,

and not nearly as careful.

- You know, one of these days you're gonna push me

just a little bit too far.

- Tell my father you said that

and he might cut off your allowance.

- Yes, this is the Senator's first trip to Hawaii

and he's enjoying himself very much, however,

he is here for the purpose of creating--

(chattering)

- Tim, you all set?

- Yeah, looks good here.

- Stacy?

(crowd applauding)

- The Senator and his wife are here now.

They're going onstage.

(crowd cheering loudly)

- Hey, Hooker, I think I've got something.

I'm gonna check it out.

Something's wrong.

- I'm on my way.

(gun firing)

(yelling)

(gun fires)

(dramatic music)

(tires screeching)

(horn honking) (tires screeching)

(tires screeching)

(banging loudly)

(chattering)

- [Stacy] Is everyone okay?

- Well, the Senator's fine

but Mrs. Grayle had to be sedated.

- A woman was killed, so they were both lucky.

Now, do you have enough security up there?

- Yeah, if there's a problem, I'll give you a call.

I was worried about you.

- I can handle it, thank you.

- Okay.

- What happened? - He got away.

Any prints? - Yeah, maybe.

Mostly smudged, the weapon's a special job, custom-built.

It's gonna give us a hell of a time

trying to trace it down.

What about the suspect?

- Your men have got an APB out on him.

Asian, 30, not much to go on.

- Hooker, Hooker, I saw him, I saw him,

the guy who did the shooting, I'd know him anywhere.

I got a thing for faces.

- Hey, settle down, describe the man you saw

to this officer over here.

Tom, let's get it on the air, right away.

- Okay.

- This thing's a work of art.

- Yeah, which brings up an interesting question.

- Yeah, how did he miss hitting the Senator?

- Hooker?

There's something else.

Senator Grayle was standing about there, right?

And Mrs. Grayle was over here.

- Yeah.

Make me a sketch, everybody's location

at the time of the shooting.

Find every bullet hole and mark them

and O'Brien must have gotten something

from the coroner by now.

- [Stacy] I'll call him.

- You stay with Sgt. Kalioki, give him all the help you can.

- Hey Hooker, it's out of your hands.

A crime was committed here today.

This is Hawaii, remember?

This is my jurisdiction.

I don't work for you, you work for me.

- It's still my job.

You don't wanna cooperate?

Stay the hell out of my way.

- Hey!

- [Hooker] SOmething's bugging me, you want a job?

- Name it.

- That sniper posed as a waiter.

I want you to check the security pass

to see who they were issued to.

- What, there were 200 people out there.

- You're lucky it wasn't a thousand.

You wanna be a cop or don't you?

- Hey, you're my man, right?

If you say it, it's The Bible.

- Then start with Genesis now.

- Got it.

- Hooker?

The coroner found traces of a natural toxin

in the blood and the lower digestive tract

of the man you shot.

- What kind of a toxin?

- Well, that's the weird part.

It comes from a special fish, a blowfish.

It's considered a delicacy in Japan.

- Well, that proves that our man was in Japan

at least 24 hours before his death.

That fish isn't eaten anywhere else but in Japan.

- I'll get a report on the prints from Tokyo

via Hawaii Metro, where you headed?

- Kalioki is giving us about as much cooperation

as an IRS auditor, I'm gonna change that.

- How?

- By going over his head, see his captain.

(light dramatic music)

(knocking on door)

- Come in.

The news is full of your action, Fatyu.

- A woman panicked, run into my line of fire.

- The Federal Building you're supposed to kill and failed.

At the hotel today, you were supposed to fail

and you killed her.

- Give me the knife.

(dramatic music)

(speaking in foreign language)

- At the drugstore across the street, there's a doctor.

When he tended to you, come back.

- [Stacy] With everything that's going on,

I thought you might know something

that would help put the puzzle together.

- If you're referring to the Senator,

I am just his press aide.

- You must know his every move and every enemy.

- Hey, I'm looking for a dinner date here

and you're giving me the third degree.

- Well, I might be interested in dinner

if you're interested in talking about the public image

you've created for the Senator, how real is it?

- Nobody's perfect

but what goes on behind closed doors

has nothing to do with the shootings.

- That could be but there's a lot of things

we don't understand about this case.

All we know for sure is that people are getting killed

and it could happen again.

- Yeah, well let's just hope it doesn't.

Good night.

- Good night.

- Hey, how is it, Rick?

It's Howie, look, I wanna find out if...

What do you mean what really went down?

You were there, weren't you?

You were supposed to mingle.

What, oh great, you're putting my butt in the ringer?

I counted on you, Rick.

Where'd you meet this guy?

Okay look, I don't wanna talk on the phone.

Meet me at the same place, maybe we check him out.

- [Stuart] Something on your mind?

- Yeah, a lot.

Like the girl with the legs that wouldn't quit

slipping out of your hotel suite in front of your wife.

- Might I tell you something?

Mind your own business.

- I'm trying to, you don't make it easy.

- Hey look, you're a cop.

You think differently.

You lean on a guy, sure, but you follow a book.

Me, I use whatever comes along.

Sometimes it's a woman, sometimes it's like today.

- Today, a woman died.

- That's right, she died,

and I'm very, very sorry about that

but she was killed by those very terrorists

I wanna shut down.

And I'm gonna use that to shove my bill

right down the opposition's throat.

- And then what?

What are you really after?

(chuckling lightly) - A horse,

one that I can ride right into the next National Convention

and come out with a Vice Presidential Nomination, at least.

- You're hell on horses, you know that?

(chuckling lightly)

- Hey look, don't go preacher on me, doesn't suit you.

- Not preaching, just observing.

I'm beginning to not like what I see.

- You know, there's only one thing

that could've been better today.

If I had taken a bullet in the arm.

Nothing serious, just a little bit of blood.

It's the one thing the American public loves

better than a hero, is a hero who bleeds for them.

- I'd like to think you were kidding

but I know you're not.

Good night.

- [Stacy] You can see the pattern.

- [Hooker] They were trying to kill Barbara.

- Does that make any sense?

- Not to me, it doesn't.

I think hitting Barbara wouldn't stop Stuart's bill.

In fact, public sympathy

would probably guarantee its passage.

- Well, maybe they meant it as a warning,

to scare him into withdrawing it or they kill his wife.

- That bomb at the Federal Building was no warning.

No, that's doesn't track with me.

- Then where does that leave us?

- That's a very good question.

What do you got, Jim?

- Not much, Kalioki told me he might have a lead

but he wanted to run it by his captain first.

- [Stacy] Hooker, what happened

when you talked to the captain about Kalioki?

Are we gonna get any more cooperation?

- Not unless Kalioki divorces the captain's sister.

- He's not.

- The captain's brother-in-law.

(light dramatic music)

- I can't believe you, Rick. (loud pop music)

selling your passes to a guy

you met in a joint like this?

- I hang out here sometimes.

So what has it got,

it's got a lotta girls in here, you know.

He's hot for one of 'em.

I guess I was talking to her

about working the Senator's speech this afternoon

and he overheard me.

- This is probably gonna cost me

everything I've been working for.

How much, huh, how much?

- 200 bucks.

- Hey, he said he was a big fan.

He couldn't find a ticket to buy.

I didn't see anything wrong with it.

- I can't cover for you, Rick, I gotta phone it in.

That guy might be the sniper, understand?

- That's him.

That's the guy that I sold my pass to.

- Yeah, we got him.

Hey bro, don't move, okay?

(phone ringing)

- Hooker.

- Hey it's Howie, I found him, Hooker,

the guy who did the shooting.

- Where are you, Howie?

How far away?

- The Ochi Bar on Front Street near Mason.

You can get here in five minutes.

He went into the backroom not two minutes ago.

- Alright, now listen to me, Howie.

Don't play cop, get outta there as fast you can,

I'm on my way.

- You got it.

- Jim, you stay with the Senator.

Stace, come with me.

(loud pop music) - We're outta here.

- You don't have to twist my arm.

Excuse me, excuse me.

Howie, I'm sorry.

I had no idea that that guy was gonna do anything like that.

He just told me he needed a ticket.

- Okay, okay, okay.

It's okay, bro, yeah?

(pop music)

(light dramatic music)

- Psst.

You looking for somebody?

- Who, me?

No, I'm just looking for a cab, yeah.

- Oh.

(knife flicks)

(yelling) (dramatic music)

(groaning)

- Hooker, over there.

- Call an ambulance. - Right.

(gasping)

- Take it easy.

- Hooker...

- Easy now.

- I blew it, yeah?

It was, it was him.

His hand, a bandage.

- Alright, I've got it.

- Not a very good cop, huh?

- You're a hell of a cop.

- Hooker...

(groaning lightly)

- What we have to remember is that the human values

that we all cherish mean nothing to these terrorists.

They want us dead and that's the bottom line.

- [Woman] Senator, has the dead terrorist

been identified yet?

- [Man] Have the terrorists made any demands?

- [Woman] Will this help your legislation?

- This is the kind of question

I think better be directed to the police.

They're in charge of the investigation

but let me just tell you where I stand.

A woman has been killed.

My bill will close down these terrorists

that do that kind of thing.

In order to accomplish that,

I would gladly change places with that woman right now.

(crowd applauding)

Thank you very much, thank you.

Excuse me, excuse me, I have to leave, thank you.

If they voted on my bill right now,

how do you think it'd go?

- You'd be a winner.

- I meant every word I said.

- [Hooker] I know you did.

- What's wrong?

- Howie, he was killed tonight.

- Oh no, how?

- The terrorist he said he could identify

made sure that he wouldn't.

- Gosh, that's terrible.

- Howie gave us something else.

The man that killed him had a bandaged hand.

Make sure that Kalioki gets that out on the wire, will ya?

- Oh by the way, the videotape

of the Federal Building bombing came in and

something else but we'll check it out later.

- Hooker, is there anything I can do?

Maybe set up a memorial trust

for his brother or sister or something?

You know, that young man died like a soldier

and I can use him as a symbol of everything that--

- No, don't use him for anything.

He didn't die like a soldier, he died like a cop

on a filthy street with a knife in his gut.

Don't use him, Stuart.

Just don't use him.

(light dramatic music)

Get another officer, stay with the Senator.

- [Barbara] I'm sorry about Howie, I'm so sorry.

- Howie was a good kid.

He wanted to be a cop so bad it hurt.

- [Barbara] I'm glad you said what you did to Stuart,

how he mustn't be used.

- None of this is easy for you, is it?

- Sometimes I wish I were blind.

- You could change your situation, you know.

- Walk out?

Be the lead story on the six o'clock news,

break my family's heart?

I can't and it's out of control.

My whole life is out of control.

(crying)

- I'm no expert and I haven't handled

my own marriage too well

but you have to do what you think is right.

- I know.

(light dramatic music)

I'm sorry for the emotion

but you've got a great shoulder there.

- Anytime.

- I may hold you to that.

- I've been instructed to go ahead with our original plan.

There will be a farewell luau for the Senator tomorrow

at the McAllister estate.

When they return to the hotel,

we will make our attack on the road, any questions?

You have a problem?

- Ginsu, there are policemen and maybe others

who will die tomorrow.

This island is small,

so how do you expect to keep the trouble

from leading back to us?

- They're looking for terrorists.

I'll give them what they want.

(light dramatic music)

- Hey, what you like, haole?

Hey, I already talked to the cops yesterday.

If you think that badge is gonna get you a free beer,

you're wrong.

You know, to us you're just another FOB,

fresh off the boat haole in a Hawaiian shirt.

Why don't you just get lost?

(groaning)

- You wanna discuss what I am

or do you wanna answer some questions?

- Okay, okay.

- Kid was killed on the streets out there last night.

The man who did it came from that back room, who is he?

- I don't know.

Hey, I just work here part-time, okay?

All I know is some big-shot Japanese guy rents that

for meetings sometimes and that's it.

And this guy you're talking about,

I don't know anything about him.

Hey, I'm telling the truth, okay?

Try Hawaiian Metro.

- Bishamon.

What does Bishamon mean to you?

- I don't know nothing about no Bishamon.

- Yeah.

- Hooker, gotta start listening to your car radio.

- [Hooker] What have you got?

- [Jim] Special delivery from the People Strike Force.

- Kalioki got this letter about an hour ago.

- He has files on every kook on the islands.

He says he knows who might have put this show together,

to meet him on the dump site, end of Rainbow Drive

if you want in on the action.

- Could be the wrap-up.

- I don't know, it's too easy.

It isn't smart.

- Hey, these guys wear grenades, not Phi Beta Kappa keys.

- Well, they may be smart after all.

If I'm wrong, I wanna be there.

You two go back to the hotel.

Stick with Barbara and Stuart.

- But the suite's swarming with Kalioki's people.

- Their safety is our job, do it.

- Right on time, Hooker.

That's our suspect that lives in that bus there.

- Who is he?

- David O'Haru.

Spent a year after he torched an ROTC armory.

Last time I was here, he gave me a glass of wine

and no trouble but he's a bomb expert and he's dangerous.

Okay guys, let's go.

- Hey, Kalioki!

- Why didn't you bring him in to begin with?

- I did but I couldn't tie him in,

now with that letter, I can.

The People's Strike Force,

that was the name of the outfit he started in college, okay?

(bomb exploding)

That's the trouble with having a bomb factory

in your bathroom.

One day you flush the john, boom.

- Yeah, somebody flushes it for you.

- What happened?

- Our suspect blew up, literally.

- Maybe this'll point us in the direction.

Tokyo came through with an ID on the man you shot

at the Federal Building.

- Anusoka Ashikura, three arrests, no conviction,

racketeering, loan sharking,

member of the Yakuza in Kyoto.

- But how do they fit?

I mean, they're gangsters, not terrorists, right?

- Right, what the hell do we got here?

Kalioki's out there

trying to throw a net over the rest of those radicals

but I think this thing's gotta be re-thought.

- [Stacy] Couldn't the Yakuza be tied in

with some kind of terrorist group like the Red Army?

- It's hardly likely.

The Yakuza is a tradition in Japan.

Their motive is profit, not revolution.

- The question is why would the Yakuza

want the Senator dead?

- Maybe they don't.

Remember the bullet pattern on the stage

was around Barbara not Stuart.

- Why would they want Barbara dead?

I mean, who would want Barbara dead?

- You know, I didn't wanna mention it in front of Stuart

but in those personal background checks

you wanted me to run on everybody,

I came across something interesting, take a look.

Stuart has no financial resources of his own.

- None?

- But when he married Barbara,

John McAllister set up a blind trust with him

as a wedding gift.

- 15 million dollars.

- Wow. - To be paid to the survivor

upon the death of either.

- Could be a hell of a lot of motive.

- Stuart's ambitious but...

- He's into John McAllister for millions more,

campaigns, high living,

even had to pay off a couple girlfriends along the way.

- You mean the Senator's cheating.

- He's playing with dynamite in more ways than one.

- Would Papa stand for that?

He's a proud man.

I mean, it is his daughter that's being cheated on.

- John McAllister came from nowhere.

He was a guy from the wrong side of the tracks and proud.

Yeah, he'd want to keep a United States Senator

in the family for a lot of reasons.

- You know, if the Senator did wanna kill his wife,

this terrorist thing would be a perfect cover.

Nobody would even question it.

- But how do the Yakuza fit in?

- Wait a minute.

When a member of the Yakuza fouls up,

he regains his honor by cutting off one of his own fingers.

- So the man with the knife and the bandage on his hand.

- I've been thinking about Howie all this time

but that finger, that finger had to bleed.

(light dramatic music)

Dr. Yakamura?

- Yes?

- Yesterday, you treated a patient

for an injury to his hand.

My guess is he had lost a finger.

- I don't discuss my patients, please...

- Doctor, yesterday a boy was killed on the streets.

I think your patient was involved.

- Who are you?

- I'm working with your local police.

What's the name of your patient?

- He was a stranger, gave no name.

Said he'd had an accident.

- His finger had been cut off?

- His little finger, cut off at the middle joint.

I treated him and he left.

- He came from the Ochi Bar, who sent him?

Was it the man who holds meetings in the back room?

- He is a very powerful man.

What do you know of him?

- I know that he is Yakuza.

- Please...

- Bishoman, one of the seven gods of good fortune.

I looked it up.

- Yes, also protector of the samurai, the god of war.

- And courage, the god who said to place honor

above everything else

and to do what you know is right.

Doctor, the boy who died out here in the street, he was 21,

just starting his life, help me.

What else does Bishoman stand for?

- Bishoman was one of the seven gods

who sailed in the Tokara Bumei, a boat,

a very delicate boat.

- Boat, thank you.

(chattering)

- [Stuart] You don't like that one, huh?

- [Woman] No.

- Alright, let's try this.

To protect us all from pernicious influences.

(laughing)

- You're the pernicious influence.

- And don't you love it?

- [Barbara] Excuse me.

- You alright?

- I'll do you a favor and not answer that.

- I'm looking for Stuart.

- He's over there pursuing his favorite hobby.

- Stick with her.

- Hooker!

Carol would you give us a few moments, please?

What about this terrorist who blew himself up?

- I'll let Kalioki tell you about that one.

- No, I'm interested in your evaluation.

- That's why I'm here.

I haven't made my mind up about the bombing

at the Federal Building

but the shooting here was either phony

or your wife was the target.

- What are you talking about?

- The bullets made a pattern around her.

Not one came this close to you.

- That doesn't make any sense.

- It does if you have a logical reason,

strong motive like wealth, power, ambition.

(chuckling) - I see.

My very good friend pokes around in my personal business,

decides he doesn't like my philosophy of life

and comes up with a crazy idea I'm trying to kill my wife.

- What's this nonsense all about?

- Tell me about the Yakuza, Stuart.

- What do a bunch of loan sharks have to do with this?

- The man I killed,

he's been identified as a member of the Yakuza.

- That doesn't prove anything.

It was the work of terrorists, pure and simple.

I thought the police were on top of all this.

- The man that killed Howie

had a little finger cut off.

That's an old Yakuza custom to restore honor after failure.

Am I right, Mrs. McAllister?

- Yes, I lived in Tokyo many years, I know about Yakuza

but they are active only in Japan.

- Stuart, you want me off the job?

- Ho ho, no way, I want you on the job right til the end

because when you're proven wrong,

I'm gonna rub your nose in it.

(light dramatic music)

- Tell me about honor, Mrs. McAllister.

To the Yakuza, personal honor always comes first.

Am I wrong?

Speak of the devil.

On my way to see you.

- Well, that's a switch, Sergeant.

- I'm looking for a man, Kalioki, Japanese,

probably very rich.

He's respected, powerful, owns an expensive boat.

- Well, I think I know about six guys

that fit that description

and probably a hundred more than I don't even know about.

- The name of this boat is the Bishamon.

- What are you up to now, Hooker, huh?

- Then you do know.

- He's a man very friendly and helpful

to the government and this city.

He donates to all the good causes

and runs a strictly legit import business.

Like you said, respected.

- Kalioki, what's his name?

- Ginsu Nabutsu.

Hooker, don't get in over your head, huh?

- What do you want with this Nabutsu?

- He was at the Ochi Bar.

He sent a man to a doctor

to get the stump of his finger stitched up.

- Then it's been Yakuza from the start.

- The Yakuza have been pushing all the buttons,

now I'm gonna push a button.

- You want company?

- Not this time.

This time its strictly a matter of personal honor.

(light dramatic music)

- Sorry, private boat.

- I want to see Ginsu Nabutsu.

- No, you get out now.

- It's alright, I'll see him.

I don't know you but you apparently know of me.

I sense a very angry man, why?

How can I help you?

- Why don't you cut out the polite routine?

I know a piece of Yakuza scum when I step in it.

- Whoever you are, you're making a mistake.

- No, it's your mistake taking up assassinations

as a sideline.

Who are you supposed to kill, the Senator or his wife?

- Oh, I see.

You are the policeman from California.

Now I remember you were in the television news.

Also in the news was the information

that the terrorists were being arrested.

- But we know the truth, don't we?

(laughing)

- You are a reckless man.

(grunting and punching)

- I'll break his neck.

I could bust you for that knife, Nabutsu,

but I don't want to.

I'm gonna take you down

right into the sewer where you belong

and I'm gonna do it in a way

that's gonna hurt you the most.

Get back or I break his neck.

I say get back!

- Yes, do as he says.

(coughing)

- You're nothing, Nabutsu.

You're Yakuza trash, garbage.

(water splashing) (light dramatic music)

- You are dead man, I promise you.

- I'm easy to find.

(light dramatic music)

- I quite understand, we'll handle it that way.

At what time?

Yes.

There are certain alterations,

a surprise for certain people

but we'll carry out our plans to the same ends.

(speaking in foreign language)

- Oh, that policeman,

it'll be easy for me to put a bullet in his head for you.

- Are you worried about my honor or losing your share

of the money should anything happens to me?

- Maybe both.

- I respect an honest man.

My honor will be cut free by this sword and by these hands.

- Regarding this bill,

may I please get a statement from you, Senator?

- Just let me say this.

There is no extremism worse

than the killing of innocent people.

- I'm gonna run that film again.

- Thank you. - Thank you, good bye,

Senator, thank you.

Mrs. Grayle?

Mrs. Grayle, do you think there's enough support in Congress

to get your husband's bill passed?

- My husband is a very persuasive man.

- See, the Senator is definitely in control

of where they are going and when.

- Yeah, but he's up front.

If he hadn't seen you and stopped...

- That's true. - Nabutsu had a visitor.

John McAllister.

- Then there is a tie-in.

- Looks like, but McAllister's record's clean.

- What about his financial background?

- Well, there were some unsecured cash loans

when he first started buying land here on Oahu

but those loans are from his wife's brother.

- So if Stuart ties in to McAllister

and he ties in to Nabutsu.

- Yeah, it always comes back to Nabutsu.

Tell me something, why did you go after him the way you did?

- Because this whole thing

has been very carefully planned by someone.

Maybe we can stop that plan, maybe we can't.

- So...

- The Yakuza's a well-oiled machine,

try and throw a monkey wrench into it, get them excited,

mad, scared, force them and the people they're working for

to deviate from that plan, make a mistake.

- Like coming after you?

- And they will, count on it.

- Hooker, I got a citizen's complaint against you.

The bartender at the Ochi says you walked in

and you roughed him up.

Now he's threatening to sue the city

for violation of his civil rights.

- Didn't leave a mark on him.

- Damn it all, Hooker.

I warned you not to throw your weight around.

The brass are screaming down my neck now.

- What about that upright citizen, Ginsu Nabutsu?

No complaint from him?

Now, I find that very interesting.

- Well, I don't know what you're talking about.

Spell it out for me, huh?

- Now, he's got a legit beef.

I threw him to the sharks, sharks threw him back.

- You roughed up Nabutsu?

Why?

- Because he's the man that sent someone

to kill Howie Kalanema,

because he's the one

that brought the Yakuza to your front yard and you know it.

- You know something, you're crazy.

I'm tired of listening to your fairy tales, mister.

- What's going on?

- I know exactly what's going on.

So does he.

(lively percussion music)

- I love the way Barbara plays on your sympathy.

Remember, that's the boss' wife.

- My only interest in your wife is keeping her alive.

(crowd applauding)

Aren't you afraid that one of your flamelings

is gonna interfere with your plans

of moving into the White House?

- Little backstairs romance

never kept anybody out of the office yet.

America loves a ladies' man, where have you been?

- I have to get out of here.

I wanna go back to the hotel.

- [Hooker] I can't let you do that.

- You saw him back there.

I can't stand the way his friends look at me anymore.

Everywhere we go, he finds some cheap little tramp.

- Barbara, you're safe here.

- I can't play the game anymore, Hooker.

I can't stay here, please.

- Stacy, take her back to the hotel.

Post guards outside the door and on the balcony.

- Right.

- Please don't tell anyone where I am.

- Not even your father and mother?

- No one.

I don't want any more sympathy.

I just wanna think this out on my own.

- Call me when you get back to the hotel.

- Okay.

(light dramatic music)

(chattering)

- We should go straight to the hotel, Mrs. Grayle.

There's not a lot of security on this road.

- Just for a minute or two.

No one knows where we are, I'm safe.

This is my favorite place.

Stuart and I used to come here when we were first married.

Things were different then.

I appreciate your kindness, Stacy.

I wish things could have turned out differently

for all of us.

- So do I.

I mean that.

But I think we should get going.

(dramatic music)

Come on.

(punching and grunting)

(yelling)

(tires screeching)

- Hooker, did I get that message right?

Mrs. Grayle's disappeared?

- That's right, and Officer Sheridan.

They left here to go to the hotel and never arrived.

- [Jim] Mrs. Grayle's car was found

abandoned at a viewpoint on Canyon Road

about 15 minutes ago.

- Moki, get a unit out there.

Possible kidnapping, put out a broadcast.

Dig up a photo of Mrs. Grayle.

- Give them a description of Stacy, will ya, Jim?

(exhaling loudly) - Senator's wife,

Hooker, there's gonna be hell to pay now.

- That's right.

That'll blow your Yakuza contacts right outta the water.

- You don't know what you're talking about!

- The hell I don't!

How long have you kept the lid on for Nabutsu?

- You don't know how things are done here.

Things are done a certain way.

You don't always have a choice so you go along.

- Every cop faces that problem.

Sooner or later, you gotta make a choice.

- Okay look, I don't want anybody killed.

Let me work with you.

Please.

Let me work with you.

- You got it.

(chattering)

- [Stuart] Any news?

- We've got everything in motion, Senator.

- I've gotta tell you,

I'm real sorry about what happened here, sir.

- Her safety was your responsibility, Hooker.

- It still is.

And Officer Sheridan's life is on the line, too.

If we're gonna stop playing games,

I wanna get down to the truth.

- [John] You're the one that's playing games, Hooker.

Now it's with my daughter's life.

- Let's start with you, McAllister.

Why don't you tell me what your connection to the Yakuza is.

- You still on that?

Get off it.

- Officer Corrigan saw you go aboard the yacht, Bishamon,

and have a meeting with Ginsu Nabutsu of the Yakuza.

- You've done nothing wrong, John,

and he has nothing to do with Barbara, tell him.

- Alright.

Well years ago, when I started out with

nothing but ambition, I needed capital to buy land

so I borrowed it from the only one that would loan it.

Paid it back but I was in their records.

They also take a percentage,

except that this man was a friend.

- And he didn't claim the percentage.

- This man was your brother, wasn't he?

- You're quite correct, Sergeant Hooker.

He died a year ago.

- Then Nabutsu took over, checked the records,

and came after the Yakuza's share, what'd you do about it?

- Last night, I agreed to pay it.

- If what he's saying is true,

there's no reason for Yakuza to kidnap your daughter.

(phone ringing)

- Hello?

Mrs. McAllister speaking.

It's them, they want to talk to you.

- Hooker.

Yes, I understand you perfectly.

How do I know they're alright?

Let me speak to one of them.

They'll trade the ladies for us, you and me.

They've given us 10 minutes to get to a phone booth

on Old Mill Road, they'll call us there.

- Wait a minute.

- I don't want you to go either but I need you.

- [Stuart] But what can I do?

I'm no cop. - There's no choice.

- How do we know where they're gonna send you, Hooker?

At least let me get you wired.

- What about backup, maybe a chopper?

- There's no time.

Check the phone booth after we leave, now give us some air.

They'll be watching.

- Hooker, what's really bugging you?

- You, everything about you, what you've become.

- Come on, that's politics.

Public wants an image,

you find yourself becoming whatever sells.

- No, it's more than just politics.

You used to be clean.

Now I find you into the same dirty laundry

I've had to handle all my life.

- Maybe I have reached a little bit too hard

for the brass ring and grabbed everything in sight

and God knows I've been a lousy husband but not a killer.

- Jury's still out on that one.

- How can you say that?

You were right there at the party.

You saw Barbara, she wouldn't even talk to me.

I had no idea she was going anyplace, how could I?

(phone ringing)

- You stay here.

(phone ringing)

Hooker.

Yeah, we're both here.

If you've got somebody watching, you know we're alone.

Where?

We're rolling.

(light dramatic music)

- [Ginsu] They'll be here.

- This is a bad plan, Ginsu.

I don't like it, we're isolated here.

- You worry too much.

I'll say hello to your friends for you.

(sword whistling)

(light dramatic music)

- Keep out tourists, Nabutsu set it up.

- [Stuart] What are we gonna do when we get there?

- We'll make it up as we go along, you gonna be okay?

- Yeah sure, fine, I was just worrying about Barbara.

- And Stacy. - Yes, of course, Stacy.

- Get down.

(speaking in foreign language)

(dramatic music)

- Get down!

When I tell you, hit that door,

go for cover, you understand?

- What about the women?

- We'll find them, we take care of this first.

You ready?

- Yeah.

- Now!

(screaming)

(car crashing loudly)

(kicking and punching and grunting)

(kicking and punching and grunting)

(punching and grunting)

(kicking and grunting)

(gun fires)

Stuart!

(gun fires)

(grunting loudly)

(glass shattering)

(grunting)

(sword whistling) (dramatic music)

(yelling)

(grunting)

(yelling)

- Now, policeman, you'll learn about honor.

- I know about honor.

(yelling)

(siren wailing)

- Okay, way to go, Hooker.

- Gun. - Nice catch.

- Hooker to Grayle, still a winner.

- Lucky. - Yeah.

Nabutsu? - Nabutsu,

out of sight, out of mind.

- [Stacy] Hooker.

- They're okay.

- Yeah, guy you winged told us where they were.

- You're looking good.

- You, too.

- [Stuart] Are you alright?

- I wasn't harmed.

- They hurt you? - No.

- We almost didn't find what you wrote in the phone booth.

- Yeah, you did real nice, Sergeant.

- Leaves one more thing.

- Who hired the Yakuza?

- What do you mean?

- Who had the motive and the opportunity?

Who had the connections with the Yakuza?

Who wanted who dead badly enough to go to an extreme?

- Do you know, Hooker?

- I do now.

It was the person

who came into the Federal Building rotunda last

and was first on the stage at the hotel.

- [Jim] To throw suspicion on the Senator.

- A red herring.

Person who planned that

had family connections to the Yakuza.

- Just because my father-in-law's

being pushed by Nabutsu, that doesn't tie him into this.

- That's right, you gave me the answer, Stuart.

Neither of the captors knew that Stacy or Mrs. Grayle

were heading for the hotel any more than you did.

Nobody knew where they were going other than myself

except two people.

- So the kidnapping was just to get--

- Stuart here, to be killed.

I belonged to Nabutsu, I counted on that.

- But where does that lead us?

- To me.

(light dramatic music)

To me, Stuart.

I didn't want anyone hurt,

except you.

I wanted you dead at any cost.

- My God.

- I always was afraid of you, Hooker

but you're gonna have to prove all this.

I'm gonna fight you all the way.

- I'll see you in court.

- Barbara, I'm sorry, I, I'm so sorry.

- Let's go, Mrs. Grayle.

- Hooker, there's something I have to tell you.

- It's all been said. - No, no it has not been said.

I've done so many things wrong.

I'd like to start to do things right.

That offer I made to you about working with me,

that still goes, I've learned a heck of a lot from you.

I'd like to be teammates with you again.

- I've learned a lot too, Stuart.

I prefer the streets.

They're cleaner.

(upbeat rock music)

(electronic jingle)