All language subtitles for Hawaii 5-O s01e02 Full Fathom Five.eng

( dark, mysterious
theme playing )

( cork pops )

Whoa!
( laughs )

Beautiful.

Well...
are you ready?

( giggles )
Oh, goodness,

I shouldn't have anymore.

That first one
made me so dizzy.

Oh, come on.

No. One more toast.

All right.

That's it.

One more
toast.

For you.

To you and Victor.

To a happy future.

( clink )

To us, darling.

To us, darling.

And to our new home.

And, oh, I'm so anxious

to see our new lot
and make plans.

And-- Oh, Victor,
it's like a dream. A dream.

Look at that sky.

I wanna see it.

How lovely.

Oh, the sky is
really so beautiful.

Oh, Victor.

This is the happiest day
of my life.

Oh.

( glass shatters )

( gasping )

Well, it took her
long enough.

I gave her
the usual dose.

She was tougher
than she looked.

Boring. Talked right up
to the last breath.

Oh.

WOMAN:
Victor.

Victor. That was
at least two carats

A perfect stone.

Not worthy of you,
my dear.

Uh, who'd ever know?
We could have had it reset.

And die on the word

of some blabbermouth
jeweler?

No, thank you.

We've got a successful
proven operation.

Let's not spoil it.

( slow, dark theme playing )

It is a lovely sky,
isn't it?

Yes. So peaceful.

( menacing theme playing )

Say our poem, Vic.

Full fathom five
The widow lies:

And of her bones
Are coral made;

Those are pearls
That were her eyes:

Nothing of her
Now doth fade

But doth suffer
A sea-change

Into something
Rich and strange.

Sea-nymphs hourly
Ring her knell:

Hark! now I hear them--
Ding-dong, bell.

( upbeat surf theme playing )

Can you tell me where
McGarrett's office is?

Second floor,
up those stairs.

Can't miss it, sir.

Eight-by-10 prints
on Martha Finch

up from the lab
as directed.

Thank you, love.

Very distinctive.

No more than
10,000 women in Honolulu

can meet this general
description.

Okay, distribute through
all the regular channels.

Make sure we're
covered interisland, huh?

Coffee, Mr. Skaggs?

I beg your pardon?
Coffee?

No, no, no.
I never touch it.

One, May.

Here's the case file, Steve.
It's growing fast.

We got on it
as soon as you called.

Good.

Gentlemen, this is
Tyler Skaggs,

the missing girl's
attorney.

State Police Officers
Danny Williams,

Chin Ho Kelly
and Kono Kalakaua.

Okay, what have we got?

Found her banking contract.

Yeah?

No action lately.

But she cashed $5,000
in traveler's checks

two weeks ago.

Let's look for a lady
with a big purse, huh?

Thanks,
love.

How about car rentals?

Checked. No Martha Finch.

McGARRETT:
Guided tour outfits?

DANNY:
Zero.

McGARRETT:
What about a driver's license?

Double zero.

Internal Revenue,
withholding?

She's not making
any money here.

How about hotel
security officers?

Not registered anywhere.
Try the Visitors Bureau sheet?

STEVE:
The incoming reports stated

she was supposed to be here
for two weeks, only on Oahu.

No local address.

Anybody think to, uh,
check the utilities?

Wherever she's at, she's got
no gas, light or water.

Clean.

Too clean.

Brilliant. Just brilliant.

What would you suggest,
Mr. Skaggs?

I suggest you stop talking

and start looking.

Where?

Well, police work is your job,

Mr. McGarrett, not mine.

Exactly.

Kono...

Chin...

take some of
those 8-by-10s.

Make sure that
every hotel doorman

and maitre d'
in town get one.

Notify
on sight.

Right, then what?

Check with the public
service directors

of the various radio
and television stations.

See if we can get
some spot announcements.

And then?

Then use your imagination
and training.

You're a rich haole lady,
and you wanna disappear.

What would you do?

Man, that'll take a whole lot
of imagination.

Come on, brother.

Danno.

Feed this whole thing
into the computer

and see if you can come up
with anything like it.

Run out any similarities
on missing women

and where they were found.

Okay, Steve.
It'll take some time,

I gotta pull the files
by hand

on whatever names
the machine turns up.

You're not getting very far,
are you, McGarrett?

How would you know?

Well, I've seen a lot of hustle,
bustle and dust,

but all you've come up
with is wind.

Not exactly, Mr. Skaggs.

I can tell you something
about Martha Finch right now.

Some wild guess, McGarrett?

Police instinct.

When somebody vanishes
as completely as this

for this length of time...

either Martha Finch
wanted to disappear...

or she's dead.

WOMAN (over PA ):
Announcing Flight 14

from New York and Los Angeles

now arriving at Gate 8.

Well...

Try and find one that
plays three-handed bridge.

I always ask,
for your sake.

Oh, and go easy
on the p�t�.

You put on 2 pounds
on the last voyage.

You're so thoughtful for me.

Well, I don't care myself.

But your appearance
means a lot to the business.

Well, I wish
you were coming with me,

at least
on the flight.

It's getting to be
a real bore.

I have enough to do here.

Perhaps there will be
a good film on the plane.

Oh, a nice
romantic one.

That's what
I'd like.

That's the kind
that really

brings tears
to my eyes.

Flight 190 for Los Angeles
and Chicago

now ready for boarding
at Gate 9.

Aloha, baby.

( plane droning
overhead )

Milly.

Oh, hi, McGarrett.

Gotta see the man.
Not in, McGarrett.

Where is he?
Lunch.

Where?

Come on, Milly.
It's urgent.

( sighs )

Well, the place he goes
when he usually

doesn't wanna
be disturbed.

Thanks, love.
Know it well.

( chuckles )

( light, bouncy theme playing )

Governor?

Steve.

Heh. I see you
found me again.

I'm sorry to
bother you, sir,

but I think we've
come up with something.

Oh, sit down.
Thank you.

Papaya, apple?

No, thank you.

Ten?

At least ten, maybe more.

How did you
uncover this, Steve?

I put Danny Williams
to work on

the old Missing
Persons Index.

We were looking for a way to go
on this Martha Finch case.

He turned up those,
all in the suspense file.

None of the cases ever closed.

All right, spell it out.

Well...the cases turn up
about once a month.

Too many factors alike for it
to be a coincidence.

Women are always
between 30 and 50.

Always widowed or single...

traveling alone.

Return reservations
always canceled.

Never any
close relatives

that miss them
too soon.

Sometimes the first missing
report didn't come in

till two months after
the woman checked out,

leaving no return address.

Some of them must have
got back home eventually.

No. We checked
that out too, sir.

We wired the police at the point
of origin of the complaint.

Ten different mainland cities.
Ten cases still open.

Yet there's not a shred
of physical evidence.

No unidentified bodies,

no clothing left behind,

no, uh, valuables
reported missing.

Nothing.

That's too much
coincidence, Steve.

And there's a clincher.

Each one of them had money.

In every case...

there was a large transfer
of money here

from a mainland bank
just before the disappearance.

So add it up.

Well, the way I read it, sir...

first comes the swindle...

then a murder.

And it's got to be stopped.

Two million guests a year
pass through here.

We invite them.

And we're responsible
for their safety.

( dramatic theme playing )

McGarrett...

I think you take
some sort of a perverse pleasure

in running me around
on wild-goose chases.

All you have to do is
take a look at the girl.

Then I can spare
your company.

But why do we have to come
all the way out here?

Why couldn't you bring her
down to your office?

Because we had no charge
on which to hold her.

She wouldn't
come with Danny,

but she agreed
to see you here.

( guitar being strummed )

( door closes )

You're joking,
of course.

No member of
the Finch family

would be found mixed up
with this--

This subculture.

Just take a look
at the girl, huh?

Martha?

Hi, Tyler.

Martha.

Well, there must be
some reason

for this strange
behavior of yours.

This weird costume
you're wearing.

I don't know. What's
the reason for yours?

You know, none of this
is really very funny, Martha.

I suppose you did
get my notice

about the expiration date
on these oil leases?

Uh-huh.
I'm not interested.

( paper hits ground )

Nonsense.

Of course you are.

You still don't dig, man.

I'd have to live forever
to spend half my bread.

As it is,
the interest piles up

faster than I can
throw it away.

That's not the point.

Yeah, it is.

This is all the--
The nerve ends I've got.

I can't buy more.

Now, why should I worry about
making money

for someone like you?

Well, if you'll just
sign these,

why, we'll...

worry about your new
philosophy later.

No.

Martha, I don't have time
to play games with you.

Then stop playing
and listen.

The word is "no."

And by the way,
you're fired.

Martha, you are
an intelligent woman.

Now, surely you know
that you cannot continue

to act in this
unreasonable manner.

Tyler, I inherited you
and the money

when I was just
a dumb girl.

And you've both bugged me
long enough.

Now, this hippie scene
may not be the answer,

but it's taught me one thing:

I can do what I want.

And I dearly want to be
rid of you. So goodbye.

Martha, I will take you
to court.

I will
petition them to--

To appoint a...
A business manager.

A-a conservator for you.

I already have one.

Who is he?

Pepito!

( continues strumming guitar )

Where did you
find him?

In a tree.

Would you mind
driving me to town?

I have to keep an appointment
with my shrink.

Sure.

Well, you're
a witness, McGarrett.

You can testify
to her unreasonable

and abnormal behavior
when I take her to court.

I don't think it'll do
any good, Mr. Skaggs.

There's no law
that can force

the rich
to get richer.

Well, there should be.

Any time we can
help you find

another missing person,
let us know.

Peace, brother.

( car door closes )

McGarrett!
( car starts )

Wow.

( car door
closes )

( people laugh, applaud )

Steve.

We got another one.

Let's have
a look.

Name's Anne Hayes. Age, 34.

Widow. No immediate family.

Came over on a cruise ship
a couple of months ago.

Checked in at the Ilikai,
checked out two weeks later.

Return reservation
by plane canceled.

The inquiry was made
by a nephew,

forwarded by
the Cincinnati P.D.

Missing Persons
can't turn up a trace.

What was the, uh, sailing date
of the ship she was on?

Uh...

early August.

How about
the money angle?

She was carrying
a letter of credit

on her bank
in Cincinnati.

She negotiated
$20,000 on it

a week after
she left the hotel.

No banking activity
since then.

Yep.
Here it is again.

Take a look.

"Victor Rawlins."
Who is he?

He's the one common link
in every case.

In every case the women
came over by ship,

first class,
San Francisco to Hawaii.

Ten times--
11 now

--he's been on
a ship

that brought them
over.

He's the only repeat
passenger

on every voyage.

Seems a little more
than a coincidence.

Still, it's no crime.

No. All we have is a name.

Nobody to go
with it.

How do we find him?

Here's the makeup
for the ship

sailing day after tomorrow
from San Francisco.

He's booked again.

You'll be on that ship, Danno.

My job is to see
how he operates.

What do we use for bait?

How about a nice,
young, rich widow?

That's Joyce.

Yeah, do you know her?

Sure I know her.
And her two little kids.

You can't hand her this kind
of an assignment, Steve.

Why not?

Because it's too risky.

Policewoman Joyce Weber,

last seven years
on Bunco Squad, H.P.D.

Outstanding record,
dozen citations.

Sound qualified?

Of course she is.
That's not the point.

We screened at least

a dozen possibilities
with chief, Dan.

She's the one.
The best.

I don't like it.

Nobody asked you.

Make up a complete
cover history

for her, with
documents to prove it.

Can you have them
by noon tomorrow?

Sure.

Forgery was
my best subject.

All right, Joyce,
final checkout.

What's your name?

Helen May Carlson.

Maiden name
was Fitzsimmons.

Tell me about
your husband.

His name was
Walter Alan Carlson.

He died about
a year ago.

We lived in Portland, Oregon
at 4225 Alfred Street.

Where did you get
your money?

My husband's family
had money.

And he was a successful
insurance executive

with Northwest Underwriters.

Being insurance conscious,

he left me
a very large policy.

Ever been to Hawaii before?

Never. I'm going over to see
if I can make a new start.

Everything at home
reminds me of Walt.

I wanna get away
from all that.

Anyone close to you,
Anybody who would miss you?

No. We had no children.

Walt had no brothers
and sisters.

My only sister
lives in New York.

I'm sort of alone
in the world.

What's your bank?

First National
of Portland.

Account number
561-322.

Okay.

Show me
your driver's license.

Social-security
card.

Bankbook.

Letter of credit.

Marriage license.

Picture of
your husband.

Why do you carry
your marriage license

if your husband
is dead?

Just foolish
sentimentality, I guess.

Still clinging
to the past.

That's why I want
a new start.

Good girl.
You'll do fine. Okay.

From here in,
you're on your own.

I don't wanna
be seen with you.

How about my bags?

Danny checked
them through.

You can pick

your overnight bag up
in San Francisco.

The rest will go
right to the ship.

There's your taxi.

Where will I meet Danny?

On the ship.
He'll contact you.

Okay, Joyce.

Be careful and go with God.

Joyce.

I goofed already.

Yeah. And that can
cost you your life.

Mahalo.

What does that mean?

Good girl.

Why should you know mahalo
means "thank you," huh?

You've never
been to

Hawaii before,
have you?

Never.

( slow, placid theme playing )

So I said
to the captain:

"Well, if that's
the situation,

just let me speak
to the chef personally."

Oh, uh, the chef,
you know,

is recently divorced.

And he has an ulcer,

of all things.
So I--

Excuse me.

But that-- That lady
standing over there.

Yes, what about her?

Well, I-- I don't know.

She looks familiar,
but I can't place her.

Isn't she at your table?

Yes, poor thing.

She's terribly shy
and withdrawn.

You can hardly pry
an answer out of her.

She's obviously
just gone into a shell

since her husband
was killed.

Oh. How did it happen?

Some sort of
plane crash

in the Rocky Mountains
somewhere.

The fool had gone
hunting, leaving that

dear girl
at home by herself.

Well, there was a blizzard
or something, and down he went.

Oh, I daresay,
it's been very hard for her.

Why, he left her
in financial difficulty?

Oh, no, nothing like that.
Quite the contrary, so I gather.

Although she hardly
speaks of it.

He was a big
insurance executive.

And I guess

he was pretty proud
of his product.

Money was all
he left her.

He couldn't have
children,

which is what
she really wanted.

It's strange.
I'm sure I know her.

Met her somewhere.
Isn't her name Marie?

No. No, it's Helen.

Helen Carlson
from Portland, Oregon.

Never out of there
in her whole--

Well, I'm sorry.

Afraid I'm gonna
have to leave you now.

I've got some business
with the purser

that I have to attend to.

You know, it's always a pleasure
talking to you, Mrs. Willoughby.

Will we, uh, see you later
on the shuffleboard deck?

Oh, gee, I'll try.
But don't count on me.

I have something important
that I should attend to.

Excuse me, will you?
Mm-hm.

( slow, mysterious
theme playing )

( slow, moody theme playing )

Care to play
a game?

No, thank you.

Mind if I watch?

Met him yet?

You will soon. He's going
through your stateroom.

Good. That shows
a certain amount of interest.

Joyce, be careful. Don't take
any unnecessary chances.

We don't know how
these people operate.

We'll both do it
the best way we know how.

He just came in
across the lounge.

He's talking
to the steward.

Well, if you ever learn
that game, look me up.

I beg your pardon.

Mrs. Helen May
Carlson?

Yes.

I believe
this is yours.

I've been losing
everything lately. Thank you.

Not at all.

How did you know it was mine?

Well, I took the liberty
of asking the deck steward

whose cabin that was.

Well, thank you very much.

I-- I'm afraid I've put you
to a lot of bother.

It was well worth it.

I have an old-fashioned
sense of responsibility,

and now it's satisfied.

I'm sorry,
won't you sit down?

Well, the young man, uh,
isn't he returning?

I hope not.

Well, my name is Rawlins.
Victor Rawlins.

Pleasure to meet you.

I see you have an interesting
problem set up here.

One of the chief interests
of my life is chess.

I'm afraid I'm badly
out of practice.

I haven't
played much this...

This last year.

Hm. Well, then you won't notice
how badly I play.

( chuckles )

Now, about that problem...

( slow, playful theme playing )

( typewriters clacking )

What do
we got?

From Danny. Just came in.

We're in the ball game.

Chin, come in here
right away, please.

Run this through
gun registration.

See what we come up with.

It's done.

What do you know
about laundry marks?

Well, some of my best
ancestors are Chinese.

Do you think we can locate
the place that uses that?

This look like a case
for my Uncle Chan.

( speaking in Chinese )

Confucius once said,

"We got a winner, boss."

Let's go. Come on.

( band playing festive music )

( crowd chattering )

Nora!

This is my sister, Nora.
This is Helen Carlson.

Welcome to Hawaii.

Hello.

Aloha.

Thank you.

She absolutely
saved my life.

VICTOR:
Made the whole voyage a delight,

except for one thing. She
beat me in chess three times.

Oh, congratulations.
Vic usually beats me.

I hope you'll help me
keep him in his place.

I'll do the best I can.

( guffaws )

Hey, hey. Ha-ha.

Smile.

( clicks )

Man, that shirt's
blinding me.

So was the price.

How's Joyce doing?

Beautifully.
A real pro.

Any line on the swindle?

So far it's all
hearts and flowers.

He's the perfect gentleman.

Got anything on the sister?

It's not his sister,
it's his wife.

What else do you know?

His name is Reese,
not Rawlins.

He's got two expensive cars

and a beautiful big home up
on Tantalus Drive in the hills.

Internal Revenue has him
down as an art dealer

reporting $18,000 last year.

He spends twice that amount,
always in cash.

Very interesting. But none
of it will impress the DA.

Have we got anything
to pull him in?

Not even
a traffic citation.

He's clean.
Absolutely clean.

We've gotta find
another way to go, Steve.

Gotta pull Joyce out.

When I went through Victor's
cabin, I found some capsules.

I ran them through
the ship's pharmacy.

Poison, aconite.

Aconite?

That's right.

The minute they even suspect
Joyce, she's dead.

Another wonderful evening.

I hate to see it end,
but I am awfully tired.

Get some sleep.

We have some wonderful sights
to show you tomorrow.

You and Nora have done nothing
but entertain me.

You really
don't have to, Vic.

Nonsense, it's what
I wanna do.

Now, you must know
how serious I am about you.

Hm?

It's... It's just
been a long time.

All right.

Good night.

( metal pinging )

( sighs )

Sorry to startle you...

but it's time for a talk.

I've been trying
to contact you,

but I-- I can't get out
of their sight.

It's like being
in an invisible net.

That's why I'm here. We've taken
over the adjoining suite.

Now, uh, somebody will be
listening all the time.

The door's fixed in case
you need us in a hurry.

Oh, that's good to know.

Listen...where do
we stand?

Have you got enough
to make a case?

We've got absolutely nothing
except what you can tell us.

Well, then you've
really got nothing.

They're so charming,
it's spooky.

Any attempt to get money?

No, but I think
it may be coming.

He keeps talking about
a great piece of property

up in the hills.

He says he wants to buy it,

but something's
holding up the deal.

Then the only thing
we know for sure

is that we've got
the right couple, huh?

Joyce, I wanna
tell you something.

You can get out of this
right now if you want to.

We can get you
out of here tonight,

and you'll never have to see
either one of them again.

No, no, no, no.

I couldn't live with myself
if we let

these slimy parasites
off the hook.

And I couldn't live with myself
if anything happened to you.

I'll yell if I need you.

Good. And I'll be there.
I promise.

( slow, moody theme playing )

( door opens )

( door closes )

Steve, I think you're wrong.
It's too dangerous.

Can you come up with
something?

Any other way of
getting the job done?

Pull Joyce out. Get a warrant.
Give the house

a thorough going-over.
There's gotta be something

to tie them to
the previous victims.

Let the crime lab
in there with a microscope.

As far as we know,
not one victim

has been allowed
near that house.

What about jewelry?

If we could come up
with even one

identifiable item,
at least--

( knock on door )
Come in.

You'd be surprised
how much all tourists

in aloha shirts and muumuus
look alike to hotel help.

Any positive
identifications?

I found a few
who remembered seeing

one of the women
in the pictures...

a few who thought
they saw Victor and Nora,

but none of them would swear
they'd ever seen them together.

What about their car?

We got to
the garage owner.

When the car came in for
service, we vacuumed it.

Every crevice.

Anything?

The crime lab sifted it.

No blood, no epidermis,
no threads, no hairs.

Nothing. Just good old
Hawaiian lepo.

What?

Dirt.

Well...

whether we like it or not,
it's still up to Joyce.

( file hits desk )

JOYCE:
Oh, Vic, it's just perfect.

VIC:
It would be perfect if we could share it.

JOYCE:
You're making it very hard to say no.

VIC:
Well, then say yes.

If you say yes, we can build
our honeymoon house

right here
on this lot.

It's as simple
as that?

If I say the wish,
it comes true?

Well...

it's not quite
that simple, but...

I'll make it
come true.

What's the problem?

Oh...sort of
complicated.

You see,
I sold my house--

The one I told you about
up by the university?

Well, I sold it intending
to buy this lot

and build here right away.

And the fellow I sold to
up and died.

Had a heart attack.

And so now his estate
is tied up,

And my money is in it,
you see.

And it may be two months
before it's settled.

But you're bound to
get it then, aren't you?

Oh, of course.
But in the meantime

my option to buy this lot
is expiring,

and there's another buyer
just waiting to--

You know, he's prepared
to step in and pay cash.

There must be other lots
you can buy.

Not bargains like this.

My option to buy this lot
is 30,000 cash.

The other buyer is
prepared to step in

and pay 40,000
if my option expires.

So even if you didn't
wanna build here,

you'd make money
buying this property.

Oh, 10,000 overnight.

But...I'd rather have
this lot for our home.

Vic?
Mm?

I have money we could use.

Oh, no, you don't.

Oh, no. None of that.

You know, I don't know
what it is with you and Nora,

but she's already
agreed to let me

mortgage the gallery
if we need to.

And I think she thinks she's
found a sister or something.

She's gonna help me
raise the money.

But there's no need
of all that.

I could get
the money easily.

Well...

Ah, you know...

we need the money
rather quickly.

My option expires next week.

I have a letter of credit
on a bank here.

It's at the hotel.
I could probably

get the money
right away. Today.

Does this mean that
you accept my proposal?

Oh, darling.

Mmm. Baby.

I tell you
what we'll do.

I'll, uh... I'll drive you
to your hotel...

and we'll get in touch
with Nora and tell her.

And tonight the three of us
will celebrate

with a sunset
cruise.

You have a boat?

Mm. A little surprise
been saving to show you.

Just a-- It's nothing.
A 40-foot runabout.

Victor, I suspect there are
a lot of things

you haven't told me about.

Very few.

Very few.

But tonight,
in honor of the occasion,

I promise you a surprise
of a lifetime.

( dark, mysterious theme
playing )

( phone buzzes )

McGarrett.

Yeah, Joyce.

Yeah, we saw Victor drive away.
How you doing, honey?

Okay, except I'm a little
short of funds.

I need $30,000
this afternoon.

I'm helping Victor
buy some real estate.

We know the location.
We've been keeping you

in sight all morning.

That's good because

I have a feeling
my life expectancy

will drop sharply
after I hand over the money.

Well, we can move in now
if you want.

We could at least get them
on swindling charges.

No. No, uh,

hold off till later.

You may find out
about the murders too.

They're taking me out
on a boat ride.

Victor's private
cabin cruiser.

Where is it?
What's the name?

He wouldn't tell me
anything about it.

It's a little surprise,
he says.

All right, we'll find it.

Now, the money will be
waiting for you at 2:30

at the First Central Bank.
You'll be followed from there.

You need anything else?

Just a lot of courage.

You've already got enough
of that for all of us, love.

Take care, huh?

Danny, Kono.

May, get me the harbor
commissioner's office,

Boat Registration.

Danny, make me up a packet
of marked bills, $30,000,

to be delivered to First Central
Bank at 2 p.m. this afternoon.

Right.

Kono, get me a bug
with a transistor

small enough
to plant,

and
a receiver-recorder.

Put them in my car.
I'll be down in five minutes.

On the line. It's Ron.

Ron?

Yeah. McGarrett, Five-0.

I need the complete make
on a boat

registered to Victor
or Nora Reese.

Yeah, Reese. R-E-E-S-E.

McGARRETT:
We need about a dozen men

to cover the various
moorages around Honolulu.

Another half a dozen
for the Kailua-Kaneohe area.

Probably two or
three to cover

the southern tip
of the island.

We'll be in constant
radio contact.

I don't have to tell you,
lieutenant,

we're working against time.

You've got the description
and registration.

I'll get on the radio and
contact the Kailua substation.

You'll have men at the harbor
there in five minutes.

Good.

All right, let's move.

( action theme playing )

The money's waiting
at the bank.

Chin's staked out, ready to
start trailing procedure.

Good. Now all we have
to do is find Victor's boat

and get there
before they do.

Let's put it another way:

before Joyce's name
turns up

on another
missing-persons report.

Chin Ho to Five-0.

Joyce is leaving the bank now
with Victor and Nora.

Same red convertible.
Tailing procedure underway.

Good, Chin. Stay with them
and keep in touch.

Five-0 to Dispatch.

This is Dispatch. Go ahead.

What's the status
of the boat search?

Honolulu reports negative
for all moorages.

Units are working south
to Hanauma Bay.

Kailua reports also negative.
Ditto at Kaneohe.

Units are now in Lanikai.

Okay, Five-0 out.

We're running out of time. What
if they don't find that boat?

I guess we'll have to
follow them to it

from Chin Ho's directions.

Yeah, and it
could be anywhere.

And they could have
Joyce onboard

before we even get
started.

Yeah, they could.

Kono to Five-0.
Read me, Steve?

Yeah, Kono. Loud and clear.

We're at Kahana Bay.

Victor's boat is tied to
a public dock in the park.

Name doesn't match,

but the registration
and description do.

Nobody's around.

Good. Good, Kono.
We're on our way.

We're gonna cut it
awful close.

I figured we got about
a half an hour

to get there
and get things fixed.

( engine starts )

( action theme playing )

( engine sputters )

Something's wrong.
She won't start.

I don't understand. It worked
perfectly well yesterday.

I'd just as soon
not go out today.

I'm-- I've really got
a rotten headache.

Vic, please, just take me
back to the hotel.

No, no, no.

I guess we'll have to have
our celebration right here.

Nora, get the champagne.

Oh.

( chuckles )

There we are.

To your engagement.

To our engagement.

( breaks on deck )

Oh, I'm sorry, I...
I'm just nervous, I guess.

Get her another
glass, Nora.

No, please.
I-- I really don't feel well.

It wouldn't agree with me.
I-I--

I'd better just
go back to the hotel.

Money's all there.
I counted it.

Want me to
take her inside?

What do you mean,
take me inside?

Well, I'll tell you,
Helen, uh...

truth of
the matter is,

we're getting ready
to kill you.

It's a very silly joke, Vic.

It's no joke.
We mean it.

I don't believe you.

Why would you wanna do
anything like that to me?

Now, Helen, this is getting
to be all rather boring.

I was hoping you'd have
the grace to die

with a smile on your lips
like the others have.

But unfortunately, your
clumsiness has ruined all that.

Let's go.

So we'll have to
find another way.

( boat running )

All right, Reese.
You're under arrest.

( gunshots )

( dark, brooding theme playing )

Joyce, you all right?

I'm fine, I think.

He's dead.

He always was
the lucky one.

( upbeat surf theme playing )

Repair and Synchronization by
Easy Subtitles Synchronizer 1.0.0.0