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McGarrett, 5-0, state police. Open up, please.

Miss Rhodes, Carol Rhodes?

Yes?

I have to talk to you, miss. It's urgent.

Just a moment.

Chuck, take the door.

What is it?

What are you doing?

L.B. Barker's out.

He's out?

How? He escaped.

Oh, he was in solitary.

Last night, in the middle of the night, he was in the hole.

He said he was sick.

Faking, of course, but it was good enough to fool the doctor.

He was transferred to the infirmary. They thought he was passing out.

There was only one guard in the infirmary with the doctor. He took them

both by surprise.

He had a gun.

Fake, maybe. Maybe not. He took the keys.

He was well prepared. He had a rope.

Before an alarm could be sounded, he was over the wall.

Scaled him.

Beat it.

Hey.

That's exactly what he's hoping you'll do. Stay put. Don't run.

I'm certainly not waiting for him.

Get here.

Taking the first plane anywhere.

If you stay put, we can protect you. If you run, he'll kill you.

No.

Answer it.

Pick it up.

Hello?

Like I said, I would.

Beautiful and dead.

By sunset tonight.

Dead, baby.

That's what you think, Barker. This is McGarrett 5-0. Give yourself up. You

haven't got a chance. You'll never get near this lady.

You still want to try for the airport?

All right, folks, keep moving.

We want the floor vacated as soon as possible.

Car 7 has reached point B1.

I asked for nine cars and 11 patrolmen.

Eight and nine are on their way in.

Good. When the patrolmen are positioned, I want 10-minute check-ins on the walkie

-talkie. Right.

I want you to stay in your apartment.

I'm sorry. I didn't like being there alone.

You weren't alone. I left an officer with you.

feel safer with you.

Eight is in G4.

What is this?

This is where we are. This is the shirt in Waikiki.

This blue line is our perimeter.

Perimeter?

It's an armed fence we're setting up in this area to protect you.

These, uh, black marks are patrol cars.

These yellow are patrolmen on foot.

What is this?

That's L.B. Barker. That's where he started from. That's Oahu State Prison.

We're only guessing until we get a sighting on him, but we're assuming that

he's moving steadily toward us right here.

Steve, most of the guests are leaving the floor now. It'll all be ours soon.

All that?

All there.

Take over, Dono. We'll be across the hall.

I know it's early, but I'm sorry. Would you like... Okay.

The whole thing.

The empty corridor.

I know where I'll be.

I know he means it.

Maybe you better tell me why LB has been threatening you. I want you dead.

Get away from that window.

I told you that before.

Don't use that dumb voice with me.

We don't know where he is. We don't know if he has a rifle or not. I don't like

your tone.

The criminal's out there. He's not in here.

What's that?

Police files.

I was away when L.B. Barker killed his partner, McCabe, and was convicted.

What's in the second one?

Beckman Museum Jewel Robbery. Ring a bell?

That happened 30 days before McCabe was killed.

The third one?

I don't think this would interest you.

Here, here.

It's yours.

Why were you away when it all happened?

I was tired.

You were tired?

That's very funny. I never thought about policemen being tired.

Hawaii became a state in 1959.

That's when the governor appointed me to 5-0.

By 1968, I was tired. So I took a vacation, got as far away as I could to

snow in Switzerland.

All this happened while I was away.

And, uh...

These juvenile files, I never have occasion to read them.

Not until now.

Well, I see you do your homework.

Always.

Tell me about you.

Tell you about me?

Well... It's what they call an abandoned child.

I didn't have to run away from my parents. They ran away from me.

And I lived in foster homes, things like that.

Pineapples and men away on conventions.

I was pretty much wiped out by the time I was 17.

That's when I met L.B. and Wayne McCabe.

They had a beach shock.

L.B. fell in love with me, I guess.

I think I need a refill.

You don't like your girls drunk, do you?

Steve.

Yes, Don?

Somebody spotted him heisting a car and phoned HPD.

By the time the squad car got there, he was gone.

Yeah? Did you get a make on the car?

Yeah. We've already put out a red alert.

What about the, where's the location?

Where was the car taken?

Okay, Daniel, thank you.

That's three miles north of the perimeter.

Getting closer.

Why did you break with them?

Why? Why did you break with L.B. McCabe?

I'm sorry. I can't go back and forth like that with him out there.

I was... I was picked up for breaking and entering with him.

I was so young, though, they just gave me probation.

But I was...

Very young and stupid.

They were my family, so I went out on another job with them.

It went wrong, and I ran.

His car almost hit me.

Alfred Townsend.

He told me to get in and...

Catch my breath and tell me all about why I was running.

And then he just told me to sit there, and he went away someplace.

When he came back, he said that there was nothing to worry about, that he'd be

responsible.

He'd taken care of it.

I really loved him very much.

It wasn't sex.

He didn't use me like everybody else.

It was just kindness.

Talking to me.

He left me all of his things.

You know, he was the curator of the Beckman Museum.

He really knew everything.

And he taught me little by little.

I had a home for the first time in my life.

And how did L.B. take it?

L.B.

L.B. went crazy. That's how he took it. He made threats against Alfred. He made

threats against me.

He called us day and night.

Crazy calls.

Dirty threats.

Oh, you just don't know, L.B. You have no idea.

This robbery took place a month before L.B. killed McCabe.

No clues, no traces, over a million in gemstones taken, some of them

historically famous.

Perfect entry, perfect getaway.

Then, three days after the robbery, your friend Alfred Townsend is found dead.

Two bullets in him, car wrecked.

What were your thoughts at the time?

L.B. had reason to hit me.

Who else? Who else had reason to kill a respected man like Alfred Townsend?

Wait. Please don't leave me.

Stay here.

It's all right, Steve. It's only oxygen for the one guest we couldn't move.

That delivery man check out?

Yeah. And we have two of our men with him all the time.

Yeah,

this is McGarrett. What do you got, Al?

Got a robbery, Steve.

Your man just knocked over a gun shop.

On McCully Street, near King Street.

How do you know it was Barker?

Because he left his prison shirt and a fake pistol carved out of wood.

Must have been the one he used in the breakout.

What did he take?

A .38 special and a box of bullets.

Then he clobbered the shopkeeper, took his clothes and left.

In the car?

Yeah, same sedan.

What about the clothes?

A dark brown polo shirt and tan pants.

Okay, Al, get that description to Central.

Steve.

Car 43, have visual contact with Barker and stolen car.

Heading Diamond Head on Baratania.

We're in pursuit.

Car 43, I need your exact location.

He just turned off Baratania onto King, and he's about a block ahead of us.

We're going to try to close in.

Central, did you read that?

Got it. East on King Street.

Red alert. All cars for intercept.

Check.

Come in, 43.

Car 43, come in, please.

43, come in.

Now he's turning south on Kapahulu.

He's got it wide open. We're hanging in.

He's taking off on foot.

Which way? Which way is he headed?

South. Heading south toward the perimeter.

Dano, who are the best marksmen we have here?

Evans, Takagura, Kim Kaimu? OK.

I want Evans about here, Takagura here.

And I need an elevation for Kaimu, maybe the fourth floor directly facing the

roadblock. Right.

That's near the Kamehameha statue.

That's only about a mile and a half.

McGarrett? Yeah.

Is everything all right?

Yeah, just checking out your service entrance.

Have a drink, would you?

No, no thanks.

Be human. Come on.

I just can't imagine a guy with a name like McGarrett not having one drink.

Garrett, you're so serious.

Look at me.

I know I'm not that hard to look at.

You're not hard to look at at all, but right now I'm more interested in L.B.

Barker. The more I know about him, the safer you are.

Okay, you're right.

Funny thing about L.B. Barker's record.

Lots of robberies, bad checks, stolen credit cards, but no assault, no

violence, not until he killed his partner, McKay.

L.B.'s an animal.

You just don't know the half of it. Why else do you think he's been in solitary

the past six months?

But McKay was his best friend.

I don't understand it.

What don't you understand?

At the trial...

The only defense L.B. claimed was the fact that McCabe owed him some money.

He went to McCabe's house to collect.

McCabe fired at him twice. L.B. killed him.

It just doesn't wash.

It just doesn't wash?

Why doesn't it wash?

Because at the trial it was never brought out.

How much money was involved?

What kind of money? It must have been big. Very big to precipitate a fight and

a killing. Don't you think?

What do you think?

I think you're not fooling me one bit, McGarrett.

I haven't seen them in years since I met the only man who ever turned me on.

And you keep hinting, sneaking it in, that I kept contact with them, that I

know something, but I don't.

I think you have a cop's mind.

That's right.

I have a cop's mind, and that cop's mind keeps telling me something like this.

Curator, a museum is found with two bullets in him.

Three days before, that same museum was burglarized, over a million dollars in

gemstones taken.

Thirty days later, two known thieves have a shootout over something valuable.

Now, could it be... Could it be that all three were involved?

L.B., McCabe, and Alfred Townsend? Oh, my Garrett.

Could it be that one of them...

killed Alfred Townsend, took the stolen jewels from his person or his home?

What are you saying? Alfred was mixed up in robbery and beach trash like Albie

and Wayne McCabe.

Then who put the two bullets in him?

You were living with him, you loved him, certainly, and it was a motive. Don't

you have any idea, any suspicion?

Albie did it. He said he would do it, and he did it. That's why he's out there

right now to finish it. Albie killed Alfred.

No, he didn't.

Not according to this report, he didn't.

L.B. killed Alfred. He didn't even have no other enemies. I don't know what you

say, but L.B. killed him. He did not. It's impossible.

Nonetheless, six witnesses were lying, and they were all members of the police

department.

The very day that Alfred Townsend was killed, L.B. Barker was in custody,

police custody. He was being held on suspicion of the museum robbery.

Two teams, six men, had been interrogating him round the clock.

He couldn't have killed Townsend, even if he had wings.

It must have been Wayne.

I guess Selby must have put him up to it, or else Wayne did it on his own.

Was Wayne McCabe in love with you, too?

No, I didn't say that.

Well, then why would he kill the man you were living with?

educated men when they're in love, when they need money for the girls they love.

Even they commit crimes, they forge, they embezzle, they steal.

Alfred Townsend was old.

He was in poor health. He had only a modest retirement. Stop it. I don't want

to hear any more of this. He wanted the best for you, didn't he?

You were probably the most exciting thing that ever happened to him.

Now, isn't it possible that he himself arranged for those jewels to be taken

from the museum? Please, don't you see?

Dad, can't you leave him alone?

Isn't it possible, having met L.B. and McCabe through you, that he arranged it

all with them just for you, out of his love for you?

Money.

Our jewels.

I just needed you.

I tried to stop him, but he wouldn't listen to me.

All right.

Tell me what actually happened.

Yes, he planned it.

Because he was a curator.

And he knew the ins and outs to the building and to the display cases.

Al Bede's ape.

He can get in any place.

And Wayne's... I was in the Navy electronics.

They did the actual job.

I warned him they couldn't be trusted.

I warned him he wouldn't listen to me.

And after the jewels were stolen, what happened?

Well, they gave the jewels to Alfred. He was to dispose of them.

Second day, I could see it on his face.

I made him tell me. He said, you were right.

If anything happens to me, it's L.B. or Wayne because they want it all.

Then the third day, he took the jewels to meet a man.

When they found his body, the stones were gone.

And since L.B. was in custody that whole day, you now figure it was?

It must have been Wayne.

And what do you think happened after L.B. was released from custody?

Well, I think L.B. thought the same thing, that it was Wayne, and that he

went there.

Wayne shot at him twice, and Albie killed him.

I guess sitting in prison these three years, he kept thinking over and over,

it's her fault. If I hadn't lost her, it's her fault.

Stop. Stop.

Pennell, phone.

We're on it, Steve.

Jen is set up to trace.

Plead, do anything, but stall.

Okay, pick it up.

Hello.

Hello.

Thought you'd lost me, didn't you, baby?

No, I didn't, Albie. I know you always get what you go after.

You bet your sweet life, baby.

You know what time it is?

No, I don't have a watch.

It's six hours to sunset.

And after that, you won't need a watch.

Albie, I was wondering if we could talk.

I'll do whatever you want me to. I like to live very much.

Well, listen, L.B.

L.B.? L.B.? What?

Just tell me something, would you?

Tell you what?

Tell him you'll meet him anyplace.

Tell me, tell you what?

Would you just meet me someplace, anywhere that you say, and I'll meet you

there?

I'm not playing games. Sure you are, baby.

So I'll tell you what.

You want to play a game? I'll play one with you.

Go over to your window.

Go over to my window? Go over to your window and open the drapes.

Why?

Open the drapes and I'll be able to see you.

I'm that close, baby.

I'll be.

This is McGarrett, Barker.

You haven't got a chance.

You can't get near this lady. The place is swarming with cops. Give yourself up.

Barker.

Steve, Steve, quick.

Yeah, what is it, Den?

He was stationed at the delivery entrance.

He's been slugged.

I've just sent for a squad car to take him to the hospital.

Barker's in the building. Get 20 more men. I'm coming in.

Steve, you'll need this.

Where'd it happen?

Kurawa was stationed here. The freight elevator's out here, laundry room here,

service elevator in here.

Seal off every staircase, all the elevators, and double the manpower on

this floor.

It's so ridiculous for you to think you can keep him out. Do you know he can get

in anywhere?

You see

that?

Two men at your door, right?

Station two.

Station three.

You see that?

Now, beyond that, there are two more exits.

And two men at each of those exits.

So he can't get in. It's impossible.

You understand?

I'm sorry, I... Blew off at you before. It was nothing personal, huh?

Well, let's talk.

Come on, don't you want to talk? Are you gonna punish me now? Let's talk, huh?

What do you want to talk about?

About what? Oh, well.

It's funny. That's just really funny.

I like it.

Take it easy.

Just take it easy.

This is the head of 5-0, McGarrett. Right here.

You... Are you... McGarrett.

You asked for me.

Oh, I'm right there.

You know that, don't you?

What's that?

It was recorded less than 36 hours ago. It has to do with the death of Wayne

McCabe.

Some new information. I'm just studying it. If it bothers you, I won't play it.

Bother you?

You know what Alexander the Great said?

I'm dying with the help of many doctors.

You told the man who found you you were a friend of Wayne McCabe? caves that you

had something to tell me.

In the Navy together.

Oh, I'm a junkie.

I've been a junkie.

Maybe born a junkie, but each time I hit the islands, Wayne would let me flop and

sleep my jags off.

Well, this night, this night... You saw something the night of the murder?

Well, I was... He's got a little attic.

Kept my stash there.

I was sleeping.

Not sleeping.

Nodding. I heard voices. Angry.

I looked down.

I saw Wayne in this LB.

LB... Barker.

Yeah, Barker.

Angry talk.

More than... Wayne fires.

Twice.

And then Barker... It's over.

My friend Wayne's splattered.

It's over.

Marker leaves.

Then I start down.

Shaky, but I stop.

Somebody rushes in. It's dark.

Somebody comes in fast from the kitchen. Look back.

Snap on, snap off machines and people.

How to amuse a victim being pursued by a maniac?

But, Garrett, you're just... Stop it. Stop it.

You're just making me crazy.

With your questions and your tapes.

I just... It's just driven me right over the edge.

Why? With him right here.

I'm doing this for a reason. What reason?

With him just right here somewhere.

I told you, the more I know, the better chance we have.

And I've already learned some things from you.

What things?

That L.B. loved you, that Alfred Townsend arranged that jewelry robbery,

that L.B. felt cheated on his share, that you two believed L.B.'s story

about... Self-defense, when he killed Wayne McCabe.

No, L.B. belongs in jail for life. I didn't say nothing like that.

What do you mean you didn't say anything like that? Lying on your own bed, you

said it. I can quote it.

L.B. went there, and Wayne fired twice, and L.B. killed him. You said that.

And that's what L.B. claimed at his trial.

And if he could have proven it, he could have gotten away maybe with self

-defense.

But nobody ever found Wayne's gun.

Nobody ever found the spent casings.

Nobody could prove that the gun was fired or if ever was a gun.

I didn't never say that.

Albee's guilty for life.

Didn't you say that?

Maybe I read that in the testimony.

From the kitchen, in the back, someone comes in and grabs Wayne's gun.

Run.

Out the back.

I saw it. He's gone.

Okay.

What if that junkie is telling the truth?

What if LB fired in self-defense and that he is innocent of first-degree

murder? Wouldn't that be helpful for me to know when we corner him?

Now, that case set was recorded less than 36 hours ago.

That man backs up L.B.'s whole version of the case. He also gives us a theory

about something that might have happened.

Somebody, somebody knew that L.B. was going to visit Wayne McCabe.

They waited until after the shootout and that somebody took McCabe's gun, took

the evidence.

What kind of cop are you?

If you're the best we have, we're in such trouble.

How could Wayne have killed first? If he did, where was the shells and where were

the bullet holes in the wall or the ceiling above L.B.? Huh?

Blanks?

Blanks in a revolver?

Revolvers don't eject shells.

Supposing somebody knew that L.B. was going to visit McCabe.

They put blanks in McCabe's gun and they knew that L.B. could and would.

kill him and be sent away for life so that everybody connected with that

museum robbery was either dead or put away.

Give that some thought.

What kind of cockamamie theory is everybody dead or put away?

I don't trust you one bit, McGarrett, not one bit.

You're after something.

Yeah.

I'm after the truth.

Well, I told you the truth.

All of it.

Anything? All quiet.

Why? Well, he bragged about sundown being his target time.

We're ready for him.

We better be.

What is it?

I thought I heard something.

I didn't.

I could have sworn I heard something.

Goodnight,

baby.

I don't know. I could throw you off the terrace.

That wouldn't be too smart, would it, Albie?

Oh, no?

I'm a lifer, baby.

They don't have capital punishment in Hawaii.

One more don't make no difference.

I kill you, it's a freebie.

You animal.

I've missed you.

Really? I know I'm going to die. You always do what you say you're going to

do. I know that. There's no percentage in lying. I set you up.

I put the blanks in Wayne's gun before you got there, and after he left, I took

the shells and the gun.

You see, I'm telling you the truth, but I did it because I thought one of you

killed Alfred, and I thought I loved him, but I didn't.

Shut up.

Goodies I thought I couldn't do without.

Goodbye, baby.

No, no, just a minute. I'm still lying, Albie.

You bet you are.

You thought one of us knocked that old man off?

You know, that's the way I want you to go?

With a big fat lie still in your mouth?

I did it. You know it. I'm dumb to lie to you. I killed Alfred.

But I did it for us.

After we pulled the job, I told him we could live like kings.

And the stupid...

Guts in his car to go to the cops to turn us in for his reputation.

After we pull the most beautiful job in the world, I'm going to let him squeal

and louse up everything.

You bet I killed him. I killed him for us.

What about dealing with the insurance company, huh? Was that for us too, was

it? When I read about it in the paper six months ago, I saw red, blood red. I

wanted to get to you so bad.

Baby, don't you think I know how they put you in solitary over and over, L.B.?

Then why don't you try and reach me?

Send me a message.

I couldn't. Dealing with insurance people, that much money, a go-between,

they watch.

I couldn't give myself away for us.

How much?

I got it, baby.

I got it in cash.

They got the stones, we got the cash.

Half a million, half a million dollars.

That was my plan. You and me, half a million dollars and a box at the bank.

What about him?

He's got to go.

Why? He's out cold.

Time. He's the only one seeing you come in.

If they don't know who they're looking for, they'll give us more time.

You want to knock him off for your own reasons. That's it, isn't it?

For us, I want to knock him off. Here, I'll knock him off myself with his own

gun. Oh, no.

Can't have no noise.

I know where you want to kill him.

He's on to you, isn't he?

He's been on to you all the time, hasn't he?

Nobody's been on to me, baby. Not even you, right?

So some dumb cop's gonna be on to me?

That's right.

All arranged.

With the cooperation of the D.A. and the court order, we got L.B. out of prison

this morning.

Brought him here under armed guard.

He's been sitting in the manager's office all day.

That's where he called you from.

All staged.

For your benefit.

half a million dollars.

That'll buy a lot of lawyers.

But the only two people who heard me was a murderer and

a self-serving cop who sprang him.

Don't blow it. Don't blow it. I'll be. You're off the hook.

Don't blow it.

Dono, Duke, get in here.

Of course, no jury will believe two people like us, would they?

Just a lie.

You thought one of us knocked that old man off?

That's the way I want you to go, with a big, fat lie still in your mouth. I did

it. I did it. You know that. I'm done with lying to you. I killed Alfie.

But for us...

After we pulled the job, I told him we could live like kings.

Every word.

They'll believe you now, won't they?

See you in court, L.B.