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Why did you see this, McGarrett?

Kind of weird.

Arson in reverse.

Well, how can you hurt an incinerator?

You put a lid on the top of that stack.

Now, how did that yo-yo get up there?

That's one of my yo-yos, Chief.

Yeah, Connor, what do you got?

When they fired up the furnace this morning, it backfired.

The plant was closed over the weekend.

So they had two days.

One thing you know, took some muscle to get that lid up there. That thing's

eight feet in diameter.

Cut to fit.

Wedged in. No way to lift it out.

I sure didn't know what they were doing.

That kind of turns you on, huh, Kona?

Yeah. It's the first time anybody's done anything about these big smudge pots.

Well, when they get that lid down, have Che go over it.

Right.

Chin, plenty of apartments facing this way. Go and knock on some doors. See if

anybody's sawing.

OK.

I found on top of the chimney. What is that?

Stop poisoning the air. Ka'ili wants the sky to be blue.

Eku Ka'ili Moko.

Eku Ka'ili Moko.

Ka'ili has risen.

Ka'ili?

One of our ancient Hawaiian gods.

The god of battle.

Good morning, Steve.

How are you, Simi?

Pleased. The Minihuri just came in from Kauai.

You know, it's so old, I'm afraid to make a calculated guess of its origin.

Well, maybe you can make a calculated guess about this.

Kailimoku, god of battle.

Widely worshipped during the time of King Kamehameha the Great.

Before Captain Cook and the missionaries, of course.

Hawaiians had many war gods, didn't they?

Dozens. Only one, however, could make himself heard over the sounds of battle.

That phrase came on a note with this.

What does it really mean?

It was a rallying cry to unite for the common good.

A sort of long live Hawaii, if you will.

This gourd, is it local?

Yes, you see them now and then in the farm markets.

May I inquire who is using white-turned feathers for curio dolls?

This is Steve McGarrett, Miss Weston.

Our ornithologist.

Miss Western.

Mr. McGarrett.

Perhaps you can tell me where this bird comes from.

Well, there are only two nests left at Rabbit Island. There used to be

hundreds. What's happening to the species?

Between oil slicks, pesticides, sewerage, the white tern's virtually

been annihilated.

You seem to have a particular interest in this bird.

I have a particular interest in all vanishing breeds, Mr. McGarrett.

The white tern happens to be the most ethereal of all our birds.

When danger threatened, it was this bird that warned all the others with a

piercing scream.

Like Kahili, huh?

Thank you, Miss Weston.

One of these days, I might just take up bird watching.

When you do, let me know.

Sheet aluminum, quarter-inch thick, hinged in the middle.

Diameter 8 feet 6 inches. Same width as the incinerator stack.

This thing sure weighs a lot.

About 125 pounds.

Minimum. And no evidence of a chain hoist or a block and tackle?

Nothing. And no fingerprints either, Steve.

Very tidy housekeeping.

Very good metal work, too. The edge of this lid is tapered to ensure a snug

fit.

Steve.

Found a witness. Good. A woman who can't sleep past 5 a.m. was in her kitchen.

Got a cleavage of the stack.

Saw a guy climb up Sunday before dawn, and this morning he hauled up a piece of

iron. A guy?

One guy?

Yeah, that's what she says.

Any description?

No, too far away.

He probably measured the stack Sunday and installed it this morning.

You mean one guy carried all that weight up a 142-foot stack?

Yeah, a guy like that can go bear hunting with chopsticks.

Military Model 6.

The Army sold off hundreds of them after the war.

It has its own peculiarities, though.

A dirty E and a broken H intends to double space under heavy pressure.

Maybe we're overreacting.

Maybe some guy just has a thing about incinerators.

I got a hunch we're gonna be hearing more from him.

Are you hunching or hoping, McConnell?

This is Officer Kyle, Capitol Security.

Kyle? That's right.

Put me through to McGarrett.

The Environmental Defense League doesn't have a formal membership list, Mr.

McGarrett. We're very homespun. Who pays the bills?

Well, we're volunteers. The office is donated rent-free. So are we.

I'm an architect. I come down here whenever I've got a couple of hours.

And she, Charlotte there, she's a housewife. She handles the mailings.

Then there is a mailing list.

About 1,200 names, a few of whom come to the meetings.

You're welcome to the list if you like.

Is that as cooperative as you can get, Mr. Finley?

Mr. McGarrett, at this point, a great many of our members would like Ely to

run for senator.

Others want to put him in for the Congressional Medal of Honor.

Anything goes, isn't it?

Look at this town, McGarrett.

We have a scenic view of high-rises and traffic jams.

We have the beginnings of Los Angeles smog and a New York indifference.

Now, I ask you, is this any way to run a paradise?

No, but do you think that Kahili's tactics are the best way to clean up

these islands?

No, I don't. But I know that human history began with an act of

disobedience, and that's likely to end with an act of obedience.

Here's your list.

Yeah, Chin. It was the same typewriter.

This, uh, Kaili, what is he trying to prove?

I think he's trying to lay a message on the governor.

If they don't stop dumping 55 million gallons of raw sewage off Sand Island

each day, we're all gonna need typhoid shots to go swimming.

Lunch. Thanks, Denham. Got anything?

I got a list.

What do you think this Kaeli will do next?

Well, he's hit the smog and water contamination problems, so that leaves

quite a few other types of pollution.

Name your poison.

Now he's shooting down crop dusters.

How do you feel, brother?

First time I caught Blackover came through.

Did you see him?

Heard some shots, then I just clobbered in.

I... Came to about, about 50 yards away with that. That party favored my hand.

I kind of remember a guy with big meat hooks. He just carried me like I was a

little baby.

First the guy shoots him down, then risks his life to pull him out of a

burning plane.

Yeah, I'll thank him after I shoot him.

Okay, take it.

Stop poisoning the earth.

The soil is for growing, not killing, Kaili.

He should read his own notes.

Steve!

There's buckshot holes in the fuselage, all around the engine.

Looks like he was careful not to hit the pilot.

You know, until now, I had some sympathy going for this Kaili character.

He did save the pilot.

There's no way you could guarantee that, Dano. No way. The garbage, the

smokestack. They could be called pranks.

This.

This is attempted murder.

They picked him up, Steve. He's in your office. Good.

Mr. Finley, we're going to catch your cahili, with or without your help, so

it's time you gave some thought to the penalty for withholding information. Say

no more.

When I heard about the crop duster on the radio, I made another list.

Names and addresses of people I remember seeing at our last few meetings.

At our last meeting, we got a very depressing report about the chances for

anti-pollution laws passing this year.

That was last Saturday.

Thank you. I hope this Kihili isn't a member of the Defense League. But if he

is, please get him fast.

He's missing the point. Good, good. Adam, this is the Environmental Defense

League's membership list. Works out to about 20 names each. Should go fast.

We're looking for a big guy, powerful, knowledge of mental work with access to

an old typewriter.

and an automatic shotgun with double-O buckshot and magnum shells.

You know, Kaeli is either very lucky or very smart.

Or both.

Yes?

Mr. Clement Bryan?

Yes, that's my name.

May I speak to Edward J. Kramer, please?

You're speaking to Edward J. Kramer.

Oh.

Yeah.

I'm in the Environmental Defense League.

What about it?

Must get a little hairy working up there. Eh, brother?

I get paid for it.

Can you tell me where you were on the following dates?

Been here since 39, Mr. Williams.

And I tell you, what the Japs did to this place ain't nothing to what the

Hollies and the Chinks are doing to it since.

360 plus a quarter, 1030.

The Chinese?

Yeah.

Big developers like Lahi Han.

Big developers.

He overdeveloped this land.

Overloaded the sewers, fouled the rivers.

You take a dive in that stream back there.

See what it does to your skin.

Most of them seem to meet the sanitation code.

Come on, Williams.

Guys like Lahi Han, they get over a sanitation code faster than you can

flush a toilet.

That gun yours?

We stay open till midnight.

Used to be my duck gun when there were ducks on this island.

Now it's my midnight survival kit.

Where were you on the following dates?

See, 5 a.m. Sunday and Monday.

I was sleeping.

Alone, I'm afraid.

Tuesday and Thursday afternoons?

Well, I got sharp period of three, and then, uh, it's football practice.

I'm an assistant coach.

Well, I'll have to check with the principal and the head coach on that.

Go ahead.

What do you think of this, uh, Ikuka Ilimoku jazz?

Well, I'm jealous.

He's shaken up more people in one week than I have in five years of recycling

petitions and letters to congressmen.

Maybe. Well, let me tell you something.

If he doesn't walk in now, he's gonna see a bunch of prison, brother.

You know what I mean?

Hot off the press, huh?

I picked him up in a head shop.

Town in the jungle.

Please, please, Mr. McGarrett is not busy.

He's not too busy to become famous.

Mr. McGarrett.

Yeah, I'm McGarrett.

They are going to make you captain.

You will be pig of the year.

And what will you be, friend?

I am Kaili. I have risen.

Call the press.

What for?

For my confession.

What else?

Oh, then you're admitting that you... put that steel lid on the, uh,

incinerator stack, Mr... Call.

Kaili Call.

Yes, I had to, to cleanse the air, to breathe.

And you shot down the crop duster?

Yes, my son.

In the line of duty, of course.

Pretty good with a rifle, huh?

I have the eyes of an eagle.

Mr. Williams here is our public relations officer.

He'll take you right down to the press chamber.

Will there be television cameras?

Are you kidding?

In every room.

In color.

That gentleman could use a seven-day examination in the state rubber room,

Jenny.

The printing company says those posters were ordered by Joe LaManna, a student

at the university.

All right, get chin on it.

Chino Kelly, 5-0.

Looking for Kaili.

Right.

It just might be him, Badge Man.

I mean, you never know.

I know.

Fifty-seven names.

How many suspects?

That construction guy, he qualifies.

But his alibis are solid.

I got a high school teacher, a real mountain, a four-letter man.

Football, wrestling, swimming, track.

He's got everything, including a principal and a football coach who are

alibying him all the way.

My gas station owner is pretty big, too.

I question a man who says he's gonna demolish a new apartment building, one

floor at a time, because it blocks his view of Diamond Head.

Why doesn't he move?

He has, six times.

New high rise, every time.

Pollution is not within my realm of responsibility.

I am but a developer of low-priced housing and apartments.

And sewage. And there you have a moral obligation, my hon.

Senator Patterson, I do not create sewage. People create sewage.

Moral obligation.

That's right.

You, Mr. Grace, like Mr. Hackbart and the others, have a moral responsibility

to install filter systems... So our waters will run clean as... I have only

one obligation to my stockholders.

The name of the game is profits. Profits, Mr. Grace?

Is that all?

Exactly. Until the government changes the rules, that's all I'm required to

worry about.

Profits. Nothing else.

If people want to swim, they can go to the beach.

You're talking about a filter plant, Senator, that would cost $11.5 million,

which would put my company out of business and 4,500 people out of jobs.

What do you want, gentlemen?

Pollution? Or a sound economy. I cannot believe that's the only choice.

Senator, if you were a businessman, you'd have to be concerned with profits.

Or do you prefer Kaili's approach to the problem?

I mean you, Senator.

No. I happen to think Kaili's medicine is worse than the disease.

The only way you're going to remove pollution is by removing people.

That is ridiculous.

That's like a doctor saying, so long as there are people, there'll be disease,

so why even try to find cures?

The fact is, we have found ways to control many diseases, and we have more

people than ever before.

You're not taking into account technological progress.

More machines, bigger machines, faster machines.

More pollution, bigger pollution, faster pollution.

Unfair, Senator.

You're forgetting the conveniences the technology brings.

A higher standard of living.

Which people want. And are willing to pay for, thank heaven.

And as you may have heard, Mr. Hodgkin suffered a coronary immediately after

the Kaili death list appeared in this morning's paper.

Mr. Lowell departed for the mainland.

So that leaves four of you.

Are you assuming that this Kaili will actually try to kill us?

Well, I can't assume otherwise, Mr. Grace.

Kaili has demonstrated that he's capable of anything.

We haven't come to the jokes yet, Mr. Hand.

Ah, but you have.

Murder? For money, yes.

For love, yes.

For ecology, a most unlikely motive.

How about revenge?

Revenge?

For what?

For what's been done to an island paradise.

An HPD car has been assigned to each of you.

You'll have constant police protection from the moment you leave this office.

I don't understand why I'm on the list.

Doesn't he know I've been fighting his battle in the legislature?

Well...

I can't answer for Kahili, Senator. I just assume that he's convinced that

each of you is responsible in some way.

You needn't worry about me, McGarrett. My company's running a full-page ad

today in the newspaper offering the finest lawyers on the island, if he'll

turn himself in.

Well, I guess that's one way of protecting yourself, Mr. Hackpot.

Unless, of course, Kahili sees through it.

Why don't you call in the FBI?

I don't tell you how to run your business, do I, Mr. Grace?

If there are no other questions, that's it, gentlemen. Thank you.

McGarrett, you are familiar with my various business interests.

Yeah.

Including your syndicate connections.

Then you know that I have reached my present age by relying on my own

resources for preservation.

You'll have an HPD car with you 24 hours a day.

Use it.

As you wish.

Good day.

Which one?

I don't see Kaili as a killer.

Who knows?

To justify what he's already done.

Kaili could keep his promise and resort to assassination.

If he was a military man, he'd pick the weakest point, the easiest target.

Not Kaili, the god of battle.

He'd run his play over the strongest man.

You hear that?

The dislocation is at the second CV.

A fracture.

Anything above the third cervical vertebra is, of course, instantly fatal.

Nothing to indicate a weapon.

I know what the weapon was.

Hands.

Possible. Would require extraordinary strength. Extraordinary.

Yeah.

It's like he swam around the point.

There's a lateral drift out there, and a riptide.

And he swam it?

Do you believe four miles?

I would.

A guy swims four miles against a strong current, snaps a neck like a matchstick,

and carries a 125-pound metal disc up a 142-foot stack.

Now, that's got to narrow it down some.

You a shop teacher?

It's gotta be him.

You know, I got two other coaches besides Akua.

Is it possible that one could leave practice early without you knowing? No,

I would have noticed.

Would you swear to that in court?

I'm not that sure.

I'm sorry, Mr. McGarrett.

A new one mentioned it. Mentioned what?

that Akua was not in his shop class Tuesday.

Two of his students now tell us. Who's watching Akua?

Officer Watanabe.

Any luck?

Checked them all out. None of them match Haile's notes.

Say, what do you do with old typewriters?

Trade them in, except the jungles that are banged up. Where are they?

In the basement.

That's it.

Using me?

Exactly.

With your reputation and public utterances, you're the perfect bait.

I think you've been out in the sun too long, McGarrett.

Maybe.

We know who Kaili is. We just don't know his next move.

With all your modern criminology, you want me to put my neck on your chopping

block after what that maniac did to Lai Han?

You'll have wall-to-wall protection, Mr. Grace, every second. Now, the reason I

make this request... Request denied.

Tell me how to run my business, remember?

I have my own responsibilities.

I'd like to help, but the business of American business is money.

Let me understand this.

You mean that Kaili is actually hurting your program in the Senate? Hurting it?

He is destroying it.

There are many people who are just sitting on the fence, and we needed

their votes to control pollution.

Kaili has turned them against us with a vengeance.

If he only knew how much damage he's done to the cause of ecology, Mr.

McGarrett. Would you like to tell him? You're damn right I would. You

understand that that makes you the bullseye, don't you?

That was the idea, wasn't it?

To the one who calls himself Kaili, who claims to be champion of ecology.

Kaili, you have made it impossible for us to pass any legislation for

the control of pollution.

You have equated the defense of our environment...

I want to hear this.

You, Kaili, are the worst form of pollution.

You have fouled your own nest with violence.

Accordingly, I am advising my colleagues in the Senate to table all motions

for pollution control until the next session.

Oh, no.

Another year.

And Mr.

Kaili...

Do not frighten me, sir.

I shall attend my meetings and give the speeches as announced.

Well, you're as good as you were, Senator.

Good to be here.

Good to see you. Glad you made it. Ever hear of a state senator missing a free

lunch? No.

How are you doing, Al?

Ron, good to see you.

How are you, Senator?

You're having the diet of solid, right?

Go, Kono.

Senator, it's the same procedure.

We have a car in front of you, and our car is just behind you.

Now, sir, I know you're feeling the pressure, but just try to relax, please.

Kono, we have only one more stop.

The dedication of the new sugar plant.

So we'll take the leaky, leaky highway to the ever turnoff.

That's a lonesome road.

Heads up, Dino.

This is rough country.

Right, Steve.

You can hide a regiment in this stuff.

You take one side, Cone on the other.

How's the senator?

He's okay.

Chin, work your way around the other end. We've got to keep a cool in this

section till we sweep it.

Central Dispatch, this is McGarrett. Riot drop. All cars in the ever-Pearl

City area ordered to sector 62, Cane Road B.

Immediately.

Take your position. Stand by and ready.

No one is to enter the field until ordered.

Absolutely no shooting unless fired upon.

Try it again, Kono.

You gonna make us come in after you?

That's the hard way, brother.

You might get a few of us, but we sure gonna get you.

Your last chance.

Steve, it looks like we don't have to go in.

he'll burn alive in there only if he wants to he wants to