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[ Knocking on door ]

Ted, are you here?

Ted?

Wake up, wake up. Come on, Ted, wake up!

Snap out of it, come on. Pull yourself together.

-What's the matter? -Wake up!

Wake up! Wake up!

What time is it?

[ Sighs ]

What's wrong?

Look.

You kidnapped a kid again.

Boy, I knew you were acting strange before I left.

I knew there was something wrong.

That's why I came back. Did you take your medication?

Um...y-yeah.

George, I couldn't have done that.

I-I don't know how he got there.

You got to believe me, George.

Yeah, I do. I believe you. I believe you.

That's what bothers me.

You haven't had any of those blackouts in a long time.

I should be in the hospital.

Maybe you should, but a lot of good it does you.

Hey, is he okay?

Well, he's unconscious, but I think he's all right.

Are you still trying to punish your mother?

I've got to... I've got to let him go.

Wait, wait, wait. Wait.

You're in no shape to do anything but go back to sleep.

Go back to sleep? I got to let him go!

Listen, I'll take him out some place and let him loose.

I can't let you do that, George.

Look, what you're having

is some kind of temporary regression.

You go outside now and get caught,

you'll go back to the hospital,

and they'll throw the key away.

Now, chances are, he didn't get a look at you in the dark,

and he won't see me because I won't let him.

Here, you take these.

They'll knock you out until morning.

Hey, George...

Hey, thank you.

Look, you did a lot more than this for me.

[ "Hawaii five-o" theme plays ]

[ Brakes squeal ]

Hi, Steve.

What have we got, kimo?

Well, at this point, it shapes up like a kidnapping.

-Notify the FBI? -Haven't got enough yet.

I wanted you to take a look first.

Okay.

[ Crying ] My baby, davie, davie!

It'll be all right, enid. They'll find him.

I'm Steve mcgarrett of Hawaii five-o, Mrs. Emory.

We'll do everything we can.

Something terrible has happened to him!

I know it!

Well, we have men combing the area.

Now, please try to calm down

and tell me exactly what happened.

Please, enid.

[ Sniffles ]

I woke up. I couldn't sleep.

I made some hot milk, and I went to check on David.

He throws his covers off.

He was gone, just gone.

Did you see anything or hear anything out of the ordinary?

Nothing. [ Sniffles ]

Maybe the window was open a little more than usual.

Has your son ever gone off on his own before?

Never.

Certainly not in the middle of the night.

All right, Mrs. Emory.

What's it look like, kono?

No footprints outside, all cement and asphalt.

No ransom note.

Well, children have been kidnapped

for reasons other than money.

It's a modest home, low to middle income.

Lots of expensive-looking places not far away.

Why here?

Steve.

Take a smell of this.

[ Sniffs ]

Chloroform.

Steve, it just came over the radio --

a ransom note was delivered to hpd.

Let's go.

"I have your boy.

"Leave $500 in a trash can

"at the corner of Campbell and capahoulou

at 4:00 P.M. Thursday, or he will be killed."

Now, you say you found this

in your mailbox this morning, Mrs. Watson?

Yes.

But I don't have any son, let alone $500.

Was there an envelope or anything with your name on it?

It's just like I found it.

Do you know the Emory family?

Never heard of them.

They live on pulehu street.

Why should I know them?

Their son was kidnapped last night.

It looks like the kidnapper got his wires crossed.

Yeah, but why would he send you the ransom note?

How should I know?

Lots of nutty people wandering around loose.

It's up to one of you to find them and put them away

so they don't hurt decent folk.

We're working on it, Mrs. Watson.

Thank you very much for bringing the note to us.

Curious, very curious.

At least we know it's a kidnapping.

Do we?

At this point, I'm not so sure, danno.

The boy is gone.

We got a ransom note,

but we don't even know if they tie together.

But no other kidnappings reported, Steve.

Yeah.

The Emory boy was taken out of his house

by somebody very smart,

maybe even a pro, but very smart.

No prints, no clues,

just a faint odor of chloroform.

You can buy chloroform at any drugstore.

You don't even need a prescription.

Yeah, maybe we should start that way.

Kono, check every pharmacy on the island.

I want a list of any recent chloroform sales.

Chin, rundown on Mrs. Watson.

See if there's any connection with the Emory family.

Something strange about that lady.

Danno, I want you to work on the note.

Maybe there's a lead here somewhere.

What about the money drop? Today's Thursday.

That's something else that doesn't sink.

-How so? -Too soon, too easy.

Daylight drop, small amount of money,

petty cash by most kidnap standards,

no warning to keep the police away.

Almost as if he couldn't care whether he got caught or not.

[ Knocking continues ]

Wait a minute.

I'll be right there.

Did you get some sleep?

[ Sighs ]

I just woke up. What time is it?

It's 4:00 in the afternoon.

4:00?

Well, I gave you something to knock you out last night.

George, I had a nightmare.

You didn't have any nightmare.

Well, there was this kid.

Oh, he was here, all right. You brought him here.

I took him away.

Oh, no, man.

Don't worry about it.

I took him to the other side of the island and let him out.

I thought it was just another nightmare.

It's in the paper.

It says here they haven't found him.

It'll take a while for him to get picked up

or make his way to some place where some people are.

Yeah, b-but something could happen to him.

-He's gonna get hurt! -Nothing's gonna happen.

He's gonna be all right. Don't worry about it.

I just can't believe it. I can't.

Look.

Isn't that your mother?

You put a ransom note in her mailbox just like before.

It says here this woman's name is Watson.

Well, she might have changed her name

or gotten married again -- how do I know?

George, I don't understand.

I'm all mixed up.

It's just like they told you in the hospital.

You identified with the boy you kidnapped.

You fantasized in your mind that you were him.

You figured that if your mother thought you were in danger

of being killed or something like that,

well, you might hurt her, and she'd care for you then.

Something like that.

[ Crying ]

Take it easy. Take it easy. Take it easy.

It's all right. Take it easy. Take it easy.

Everything's gonna be all right.

Everything.

This is checkpoint three, over.

Yeah, go ahead, checkpoint three.

Emory is approaching the corner.

No sign of possible suspect.

Very well.

Hold your position for 20 minutes and then cut out.

I have a feeling we've been had, danno.

Yeah, but why?

And by whom?

-Or is it who? -[ Laughs ]

Central dispatch calling mcgarrett.

Mcgarrett. Go ahead, central.

This is kono. We got the Emory boy.

He was picked up in a pineapple field about 20 minutes ago.

And you're sure it's Emory?

That's what he says,

and his name's sewn into his pajamas.

Good, kono, good.

Ted, wake up! Wake up, wake up!

Look, try to remember something, anything.

[ Crying ] I can't, George! I can't remember anything!

Look, you can't keep going on like this.

I'm beginning to risk my neck.

[ Crying ] Oh, god, I wish...I wish...

Oh, come on, look, feeling sorry for yourself

is not gonna do us any good at all.

I'm going back to the hospital!

[ Crying ]

You know what they'll do to you in there?

They'll throw you in some little padded room

and let you rot someplace.

George, that's where I belong!

Look, I'm probably more confused than you are,

but I can't just give up now

and let you end up like some vegetable someplace.

George, th-they'll catch you.

The whole island is swarming with police.

Yeah, yeah, I know.

Just like the Vietcong, you remember that?

No! I ca-- I can't remember anything.

It's all a blank.

Look, look, look. I'll never forget that.

I was lying there paralyzed with a bullet in my gut,

and you carried me off.

You had a head wound. You were bleeding.

You couldn't see anything, and you dragged me all the way back.

Don't you remember that?

[ Crying ]

S-Sometimes I start to see it,

a-and then it just washes away.

[ Sobbing ]

Look, look, look, look, look.

You just keep taking your medication and relax.

Relax.

We're gonna get past this somehow.

Now, I'll take care of the kid,

and I'll move him out someplace,

and you just relax, all right?

Just relax, relax, relax.

Well, davie, you're none the worse for wear.

You're gonna be out playing baseball tomorrow.

Would you like to see your folks now?

-Yes, ma'am. -Good, I'll bring them in.

Oh, I think the police would like to ask you a few questions.

Do you think you can manage that?

-Yes, ma'am. -Good.

-Doctor! -Yes.

How is he?

Perfect, considering.

No sign of assault of any kind, no bruises.

Even the chloroform didn't hurt him.

Can we see him now?

Yes, I think so.

He seems to be in pretty good spirits.

I'll find his folks.

Hi, davie.

My name is Steve mcgarrett. I'm with five-o.

This is my friend Danny Williams.

We'd like to ask you a couple of questions

about what happened to you.

Okay.

The man who took you out of your house,

do you remember what he looked like?

I didn't see anybody.

Were you asleep most of the time?

Until I woke up in the bushes.

And before that, you remember nothing?

You sure?

Yes, sir.

Oh, baby!

Thank you, Mr. Mcgarrett. Thank you so much.

Don't thank me. Just thank god it's over.

-Mr. Mcgarrett? -Yes.

There's a phone call for you.

You may use this extension.

Thank you.

Mcgarrett.

You're kidding.

When?

Yeah, okay, we're on our way.

What gives?

Another boy is missing. Same m.O., chloroform.

Let's go.

I realize how difficult it must be

at a time like this, Mrs. Wing, but anything you can tell us,

anything at all, might be of very grave importance.

Did you see anything or hear anything?

Nothing.

You just went in and found that he was gone?

Mr. Mcgarrett, do you think there's a chance

that he might...

Steve, just got a call from Mrs. Watson.

And she got another ransom note?

That's it.

Huh.

Mr. Wing, I would say that you have a very good chance

of seeing your son very shortly.

Jenny, have an hpd car pick up Mrs. Watson

and bring her in, please.

Same paper. It looks like the same type.

Let me take a look, danno.

Yeah, it sure is.

Check it out against the other note in the lab.

Yeah.

May I go home now?

I'd like to go over it once more with you, Mrs. Watson.

I've told you everything I know.

You're treating me like some common criminal.

That's not true, Mrs. Watson.

I've explained your rights to you.

I've told you that you could have a lawyer,

even though we're not holding you.

All I want to do is go home.

I brought you the notes, didn't I?

Yeah, why did you do that, Mrs. Watson?

What do you mean, "why"?

Why did you bring us the notes?

Last time you were here, you were openly hostile.

It was obvious that you were disturbed about being here.

You could have just burned the notes.

No one would have known the difference.

I'm an honest woman. I don't do things like that.

[ Door opens ]

Steve, chin just came up with this.

You're an honest woman.

That's what I said.

You didn't tell me

that you changed your name from frisette to Watson.

I didn't think it was important.

Did you think it was important

to lie about not having a son?

I haven't seen him for several years.

He hates his mother. He always has.

Theodore frisette

at 16 was admitted to the kulau youth facility

for kidnapping a 7-year-old boy.

He was given a year of psychotherapeutic counseling

and released.

Accepted by the U.S. army three years later.

Spent eight months in Vietnam, wounded and discharged.

Admitted to the army veteran's hospital

neuropsychiatric section

shortly after coming back to the islands a year ago.

Released in January of this year.

I'd call that important.

They shouldn't have let him out.

They shouldn't have.

Why not, Mrs. Watson?

He's sick.

He's always been sick from the day he was born.

Sick in what way?

Demanding...

Always demanding,

as if I didn't have enough running that big house.

You don't know what it was like.

He hung on me like some kind of little animal.

I couldn't move without him underfoot.

Demanding my attention every 24 hours,

yelling, screaming.

When I went out...

When I'd talk to anyone...

And then he turned against me when he got older...

Doing crazy things to hurt me.

I didn't resent it.

[ Crying ] I tried to be a good mother.

What about the ransom notes, Mrs. Watson?

When I got the first one, I knew he was back out.

I knew he would try to hurt me all over again.

And that's why I wanted to try to help you find him,

put him back in the hospital where he belongs.

[ Intercom buzzes ]

Yeah, Jenny.

Will you take a call from kioko?

Yeah, put him on.

Mcgarrett.

Where? When?

That's good, kioko.

Thank you. Thanks for calling.

Hpd just picked up the wing boy.

He gonna be all right?

Yeah, perfect. Just scared.

Put out an apb on Ted frisette, danno.

You got any pictures of your son?

Yes, you bet I do.

Lots of them.

All ugly.

Jealousy and envy are normal traits of infancy

in childhood, Mr. Williams.

They want mother's exclusive attention

and are peevish when she gives it to others.

But if the child is forced to relinquish the trait

at too tender an age, and if it is done impetuously,

the trait is not abandoned

but often engulfed in disappointment and hate.

We believe this was the root source

of Ted frisette's problems.

But you felt he was cured, able to go back into society?

There are no guarantees with a human psyche.

We work within a framework

which is actually dictated to us

by an extremely tight budget.

Even if we feel it is necessary,

we can only keep someone here

in a permanent custodial basis out of circulation.

At the time, Ted frisette seemed to be a good risk.

But why was he admitted in the first place?

To begin with, we thought he was suffering

from an acute psychotic breakdown

based on a traumatic war neurosis.

Good morning, Pete.

How are you feeling this morning?

Not too bad, I hope.

We have a lot of those -- men reliving the anguish,

pain, guilt of a battle condition.

But Ted frisette was having

what we call a schizophrenic reaction

of the chronic undifferentiated type.

Nightmares, fugue-type amnesia,

islands of memory.

He could only recall pieces of his early life.

Remembered being in Vietnam,

but very little of what actually occurred to him there.

But there's someone here

who might just be able to give you a more complete picture

of Ted frisette than even I could.

He's one of our brightest and most efficient

of psychiatric technicians.

Joined our staff just after Ted was admitted.

Good morning, George. I'd like you to meet someone.

Well, I was a technician, and he was a patient.

I grew up in a small town on the mainland,

and he grew up in the islands over here.

We had a few things in common, though.

Like what?

Like the war, for one thing.

We were both over there about the same time.

It's kind of an emotional club guys share these days,

the ones that come back.

Anyway, his problem was that he couldn't remember

how he got wounded.

But maybe that's the best for him.

How did you feel about his being discharged?

Well, I'm not really qualified to answer that.

But I'll tell you one thing.

I think he's one of the nicest guys I've ever known.

You'd never know he was a schizophrenic.

Dr. Wong tells me you tried to locate him

after he left here.

Yeah, he gave us a phony address, a vacant lot.

And you've never seen him since?

Not a word, not a word.

I'm really surprised, too.

I thought we had become real good friends.

Well, have we been of much help to you, Mr. Williams?

Oh, quite a bit.

I'm only a little bit fuzzy about Ted's condition

when he was first brought in here.

Uh, amnesia, schizophrenia -- it's complicated stuff.

Very true, complicated.

It's difficult for us all to understand.

Ted's disorder might be described

as similar to the experience of his driving a car

with a bee buzzing around his head.

At first, the bee was just an annoyance,

a minor distraction.

But as the bee persisted,

threatened Ted with greater harm,

more of his energies had to be spent in self-defense.

Less was left over to cope with the problems

of safe driving.

When the bee finally stung Ted,

he lost control of his vehicle and crashed.

[ Chuckles ] I see. Very interesting.

It's a useful analogy despite its descriptive limitations.

A schizophrenic is in one sense

being attacked by a psychological bee --

a bee that disorganizes his control

over the course of his life.

The type corresponds

to that of the 1958 model Eastwood standard

in our typewriter collection.

It has the pike type letters

the company converted to in that year,

as well as several peculiarities of its own.

-Anything distinctive? -Yeah.

On both notes,

the "k" has a distinctive light indentation,

"t" has an extended cross on the bar,

and the "b" tends to splotch sightly when capitalized.

What about the retail sales? Did you check them out?

I got a list of every one sold on the island since 1958,

pretty long.

-Chin, how are your corns? -Killing me, boss.

Well, you've got a job. Check them out, all of them.

Let's go and see Mrs. Frisette --

or is it Mrs. Watson?

[ Car door shuts ]

[ Footsteps approaching ]

[ Doorbell rings ]

What is it you want now?

I told you we might be coming back, Mrs. Watson.

There's nothing more I can tell you.

Well, maybe there's something of your son's

here in the house, to give us a lead to where he is.

There's nothing here, nothing.

Mind if we take a look for ourselves?

There's no point. Just no point.

You said you wanted to help us put him back in the hospital.

All right.

I think I've suffered enough.

I see no point in talking to you

and being reminded of the past.

Are you sure you haven't got anything of Ted's packed away?

No, I don't.

There's...a footlocker in the storage room.

He asked me to keep it for him

when he came back from the army.

He said he'd come and get it

when he had a place of his own.

[ Chuckles ] He never did.

May we see it, please?

All right.

There it is. Over there.

Under those things.

Huh. Vietcong flag.

Purple heart.

Huh. Sharpshooting medal.

Souvenirs.

Looks like a Saigon nightclub.

Take a look at this guy here.

Does it look like the picture of Ted

we got at the hospital?

Yeah.

Hey. This guy --

that's the psychiatric technician

from the hospital, George loman.

Well, you said they were in Vietnam together.

He said he was in Vietnam about the same time,

not at the same time.

They're wearing the same insignia patches.

That means they were in the same division.

Do you think he was evading

a direct connection with frisette?

I'll check. But why?

Huh. I don't know why.

Contact chin.

Tell him to call army headquarters.

See what they can dig up on George loman.

Find out what battle he was in, where he fought.

I want to know it all.

And call the hospital. See if loman's on duty.

If not, get his home address, any place he might hang out.

What are you doing here?

Well, I-I went by the house.

[ Crying ] I forgot that it was Wednesday.

You always come here on Wednesday.

Go away and leave me alone.

Ohh!

I-I just wanted to see you for a minute!

Haven't you done enough to me?

Haven't you tried to do enough to me?

I didn't mean to. I'm sorry.

More crazy things.

Notes, the police.

Can't stand any more of it.

Oh, mama, please.

Just this one time, help me!

I'm all confused!

I can't help you.

Turn yourself in to the police

and have them put you back in the hospital.

I suppose you'd care more about me

if I was dead, huh?

You never cared about papa when he was alive.

But now you come here every Wednesday.

You wouldn't even miss it if it was raining.

Ohh.

I suppose...

I suppose it's because

he can't ask you for anything anymore.

Please leave me alone!

[ Crying ] Oh, mama, please!

Don't!

Don't paw me.

[ Muttering ]

Wat-- watch out.

Head down.

Dig in.

Yeah, yeah, dig in.

Head down.

Head down.

Keep your head down.

Mortar fire...

[ Explosion ]

Yeah.

Yes, yes, sarge.

Just... Just the five of us?

Going up that hill?

[ Explosion ]

That's...going up that hill,

that's suicide.

It's just one lousy hill.

Loman, what are you doing?

What are you doing? What are you doing?

[ Gasping ]

One lousy hill.

We got to -- got to take it.

Hey...hey...

Oh, you got...

[ Panting ]

[ Inhales sharply ]

Ted, what are you trying to do?!

Are you trying to kill me?! Leave me alone!

What's the matter with you?! Get away from me!

You've gone crazy! Get away from me!

What are you doing?! Leave me alone!

Will you...Get away, get away from me.

What are you doing? What are you doing?

What are you trying to do? What's the matter with you?!

Ted, what -- what are you --

Look, I know what you did for me.

I know you saved my life,

and I've been trying to pay you back for it.

I've watched over you like a brother,

but not anymore.

It's hopeless! Hopeless!

You're dangerous now, Ted. Do you understand that?

You're dangerous!

You tried to kill me.

They're gonna have to put you away

so you won't hurt anybody else like you hurt me,

like you hurt your mother.

Now listen to me!

Listen to me!

You're crazy, out of your mind,

over the hill, nuts!

Crazy! Nuts! Crazy! Dangerous!

They're gonna put you away in some little dark hole

and let you rot.

Do you understand that? Rot!

Can you hear me? Can you hear me, Ted?

Come in.

Steve, look at this.

We've got a real gold-plated hero here.

George loman?

Yeah, he's got more decorations

than sergeant York and audie Murphy.

Sure has.

Bronze star, silver star, oak leaf cluster.

You can't pin something bad next to that.

And he's been to hell and back.

Kason, dak to, Ben het.

"Suffered combat fatigue

after the big sweep on hill 317 outside danang."

Here, isn't that the same place

Ted frisette got hit?

It sure was. They were in the same squad.

George loman is off-duty today,

but we got his address.

Okay. Let's go and talk to him.

[ Tires screech ]

Look at that, danno. Check it out.

[ Typewriter keys clacking ]

Bingo.

All the k, t's, and b's are the same.

Yeah, look at this.

It looks like George loman wrote the ransom notes, huh?

Or maybe Ted frisette wrote them from here.

Maybe.

Either way, George has been lying to us, but why?

Good question.

Okay, let's run it down, danno.

George and Ted are in Vietnam together.

They're a member of the same squad.

Now, that squad is responsible for a rear guard sweep

of a strategic hill held by the v.C.

Now, George comes back alone.

He claims the entire squad has been wiped out

moving up the hill.

Says he's the only survivor.

Then Ted is discovered more dead than alive.

But he remembers nothing.

Ted comes back to the islands.

He's admitted to army hospital, then George turns up,

and he goes to work there as a psychiatric technician...

Psychiatric technician.

Coming out with all that stuff about things in common

and friendship.

Sounds like he was trying to keep an eye on him.

You got it, brother.

That leaves us with another big fat "why?"

Steve, just got a call from dispatch.

George loman showed up at the hospital with Ted frisette.

Let's go.

He's been this way since George brought him in.

We call it a state of catatonic stupor.

He's completely shut out.

How long will it last, doc?

No way of knowing.

The medication might snap him out in minutes,

or he may never come out of it.

Where did you find him, George?

I didn't find him. He found me. He came to my apartment.

Oh, why is that?

I don't know, but he tried to kill me.

Why would he want to kill you?

I don't know that, either. We were good friends.

In his psychosis, he might have made some transference

to George, thought he was somebody else.

Yes, I think that's what it was. He always hated his mother.

He probably thought he was killing her when he attacked me.

He probably thought i was her.

That's only natural considering the way you take care of him.

He was a nice guy. I hate to see him end up this way.

Are you sure you're not glad to see him end up that way?

Why would you say something like that?

Because you've been lying, George.

I'm lying? About what?

About your relationship with Ted.

You were in Vietnam together.

You were in the same squad.

Didn't you think we'd find out about that?

Well, I didn't think it made any difference

except between the two of us.

Is that why you came to this hospital

because Ted was here?

He saved my life, and I figured I owed him something.

Is that why you wrote those ransom notes for him?

I didn't write any ransom notes.

From your typewriter.

They're one of a kind, just like fingerprints.

What exactly are you trying to prove?

Why don't you tell us, George, and save us the trouble?

Why don't you ask Ted?

What you want to know is all wrapped up in his mind anyway.

The only trouble is, you can't get to it. It's buried, gone.

-No, it's wrapped up in your mind. -Stay away from me.

And you'll never get rid of it unless you let it out,

-or you're gonna end up like him. -Leave me alone!

How does it feel to be a hero,

to know deep down inside

that you sacrificed yourself for others?

They give medals for that, don't they?

For bravery, for courage above and beyond the call of duty?

Leave me alone!

What did you do to earn those medals, George?

Carry a buddy to safety? Tell me.

Did you make some sweep of some gook-infested hill?

Sorry.

No! No!

-Something happened. -No!

Something happened on that sweep, George.

Something happened that you had to keep Ted from remembering.

Now, what was it? Something happened up there.

What happened on that hill?

I told him! I told him!

Tell me what made you such a hero.

No, no, I won't. I won't.

-Move out, mister! -I won't.

There are mortars all around here.

-Why can't dig in here? -All right, dig in,

but you are gonna take that hill.

That's a top priority! You're gonna take that hill!

-Now, move it out! -We can't!

They got a thousand v.C. Up on that hill.

It's suicide.

Mister, you're going up there, and you're gonna take that hill!

-You can't make me. -Move it!

-I'll kill everyone here. -Kill?

I'll kill everyone.

[ Gunshot ]

I'll kill everyone here.

Loman, what are you doing?

[ Gunshot ]

Kill everyone here.

Easy.

[ Panting ]

Easy.

Easy.

Easy. Easy.

We don't need that.

Easy.

Take him.

He was trying to keep his secret locked up.

I'm afraid he was worried about the wrong hiding place.

What about Ted, doc?

Is he gonna make it? Did George do much damage?

The medication seems to have taken him out of his catatonia.

Perhaps the bee hasn't hurt him too much.

The bee?

He knows all about the bee.

What about the bee?

The bee is a rare psychological term, Steve,

which takes a lot of studying to understand.

[ "Hawaii five-o" theme plays ]