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I think that is a game.

That split you cleaned up was... Oh, was that not purely beautiful?

A little lucky.

Lucky? Yeah, you nicked one pin and the breeze gave the other one pneumonia.

Hey, did I not bet a medium rare steak with onion rings on that throw?

That you did. I will begrudgingly buy you that steak right now if you'll slow

down. The fact is, I got a pass tonight.

I made so many meals at home, my kids are calling me Uncle Daddy.

Next week?

With onion rings.

Central,

this is Chinook Molina, off duty. Any messages?

Negative, Chinook.

Good afternoon, officer.

Yeah, may I see your driver's license and registration, please?

Sure thing.

Would you please remove your license?

He was on his way home.

Stopped a guy in a routine moving violation.

Doper with a load.

Where's the doper?

Down the hall, another ward.

He'll recover.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

Chinook's wife here?

In the waiting room with his father.

I, uh, I owe him a steak.

As I remembered, you owe him a lot more than that.

Red Blanket.

Red Blanket, ICU.

Red Blanket, intensive care. Red Blanket, intensive care.

Follow me, please.

What happened? Had a few ectopic beats, then stand still. And the fibrillations?

Right after the first chest blow.

Two amps bicarb and five cc, one to ten thousand adrenaline.

Then start a bicarb drip.

How's the beneline, John?

Hard to bag. Better give me a chance for a quick tube.

Endotracheal tray for Dr. H, please.

You say when, Doctor.

Alright, we have a cross-fibrillator.

Now let's defibrillate.

Start at 400 watt seconds for this one. He's got a thick chest.

Clear.

Let's have some lidocaine and be ready to shock again. He's not holding.

Okay, clear.

How's the time?

An hour and 12 minutes.

I think he's had the course.

We've had 20 minutes of no activity.

Pupils are fixed and dilated.

Okay, let's quit.

Time?

7.15.

Was this the officer, Olena, who was in the news about a year ago?

That's him.

Didn't he save a detective?

Me.

Oh.

Wish we could have... Yeah.

Five minutes away.

Anytime you need me.

The good die wrong, and the best get the worst of it.

Maybe that's why I'm still around.

I didn't know surgery was a liftoff.

The new kind of high.

If you've had heroin a few hours before the anesthetic.

Yes, sir.

A friendly sky.

Hey, how's our little pig doing?

The police officer?

Yeah, yeah.

The high priest of pain.

I bet he's hurtin'. Not anymore.

I, uh, told him.

Things aren't too gloomy.

Is that how you get your jollies?

Killing a man?

I didn't kill a man.

I chopped a cop, put a pig in a blanket.

Yeah, that's cool.

Yeah.

Pig sticking's worth a few points up at Stoney Lonesome.

It's a game.

That's right.

The pig's gone.

I win.

I get to stay and make license plates.

I don't know where you've been, Sparky, but for the last two years, I've been

riding the high horse. That means scraping up $100 a day to stay healthy.

Now, that's a game.

Especially when you've got the whistle piggies and the narkies running

alongside playing referee.

Phone and games.

Oh, yeah.

One cartoon after another.

So why don't you stuff his uniform with bratwurst and teach it to blow a

whistle?

You'd like to total

me right now.

You see what I mean?

It's just a game.

Any number can play.

So, trailing by nine, Baltimore has about three minutes. United's at

quarterback. Line is set. Three minutes to go in the game.

Big bull on the slam.

Screen to Matty.

Hands off to Boulash. Over right tackle.

He breaks into the clear.

Boulash being chased by Jack Tatum.

Caught and down on the eight-yard line.

First and two to go, Baltimore.

I was gonna need a job.

There's an opening in the office of the police academy.

So we have to watch the kids.

She'll work it out, Danny.

And if she can't, we'll be there to help.

Police officers. Killed in America last year.

119 by gunshot.

They were doing a lot of dying.

It seems that way.

Who's doing the killing?

All kinds.

Everybody's got a gun.

They're getting younger than they used to be, Ben.

Life is cheap nowadays.

Especially a cop's life.

When a patrolman walks up to a car window, he's got to be ready for his own

execution.

He doesn't have any idea who's in that car.

But he's wearing a uniform, and they know exactly who he is.

Pig.

And?

I'm sorry, Ben.

Hanging you up with a lecturer on a subject you know as much about as I do.

Danny, that guy wants to be a cop.

There are new hazards that come with the old territory.

Yeah.

But I'll be damned if I can get used to them.

Ladies and gentlemen, we interrupt to bring you a local bulletin. Officer

Chinook Olena of the Honolulu Police Department died of gunshot wounds at

Queens Hospital this afternoon.

Officer Olena was decorated twice for bravery in the past three years.

He was fatally wounded while issuing a citation for a routine... Well, ain't

that a shame.

He leaves behind a widow and a young son.

Did they get the first down?

So, as Baltimore calls time out, the question becomes... It's probably over.

Hey, you.

The curly dude in the suit.

Sit down.

I'm watching the game.

You're gonna need some help.

You're gonna help me?

Well, I was gonna wait till the commercial, but if your dentist needs

the work... Hey, buddy, you better leave.

Yeah, you're obliterating our view.

You must think pain.

Hey, we were just leaving.

Hey, look, they're going after the field goal.

The line is set. Jim O'Brien ready.

Ball is snapped. Kick is up.

And good.

Baltimore leads 31-30.

How about a hamburger and some coffee?

To cool me off, you mean.

Oh, I'm hungry.

No, I think I'll just walk, man.

See you in the morning.

Sorry.

Where's your partner?

Come on out.

Okay, you over here.

Both of you put your guns down right in front of me on the floor.

Move!

I want you both in the back room. Go on, move!

Central, this is Williams.

Give me a readout on license number 3B5514.

Possible suspect in the New Valley Shopping Center drugstore robbery.

Williams, this is Unit 168 at the drugstore. Is that the guy in the mask?

I'm not sure. Repeat, possible suspect.

Central to Williams, license number 3, Boston 5514, Mustang, two-door, not

reported stolen, registered to Mrs.

Michael Klein, 230 Ulua Street.

That's just about where I am, six blocks from the drugstore.

Unit 168?

We'll back you up.

Police officer.

What's the matter?

What?

What's wrong?

Police officer, get an ambulance.

Ricky.

Ricky, please.

Get a doctor.

Please, Ricky.

He's shouting.

He's shouting.

Ricky. Ricky.

Ricky.

Ricky. Hear me.

Ricky, please.

Hear me.

Hear me, Ricky.

Please get a doctor. Please get a doctor for him.

Ricky.

Please, Ricky.

Ricky.

Get an ambulance, fast.

Is that the guy from the drugstore?

I don't know. Get an ambulance.

Unit 168, send an ambulance to 230-230 Ulua Street.

What's going on? Your brother's been shot.

Been shot?

Ricky?

By them?

He's a police officer. The ambulance will be here shortly. Get your hands off

him! Harold.

Ricky.

Well, Mom, is he alive?

Yes.

Did he say anything?

Did Ricky say why?

Couldn't you tell us why?

Just tell us why.

I thought he was going to shoot.

What are we listening to him for? He's just got to keep up a body count. Isn't

that right, stormtrooper?

Don't you just get a bonus for the amount of people you kill?

If my dad were alive, he would rip your head off.

Nothing in the car.

No mask, no money. No gun?

Just this soldering iron.

It's a .38.

Yours? Yeah, mine.

Having quite a night, aren't you?

Was he standing straight up when you... He was crouching.

Have him typed and cross-matched for six units of whole blood.

Take him to surgery for exploratory laparotomy.

And start a second unit of albumin stat.

What are his chances?

About the same as your other friend.

His blood pressure is falling.

Bleeding internally.

Save him.

That's the name of the game, Williams.

But we don't have any trick plays or long passes.

Please.

Count your beats.

I need some answers, Donald.

Don't we all?

Was the hold-up man wearing the mask when he got in the car?

That's just it, Steve. I didn't see him get in his car.

I lost him in the parking lot.

I was guessing.

Officer Martin said that he was about 5'9", very nervous with a deep voice,

used to the 22 sportsmen.

Ricky Klein is 5'6", the voice of a boy, used a soldering iron.

We repaired the perforations in his mesentery, small bowel, and large bowel.

But we had to remove half his liver.

Did you get the bullet?

All we could do was control the bleeding and get out.

We have to let him stabilize before more surgery.

It may take time.

Where is the bullet?

Lodged against the spine.

Some paralysis is likely.

Let's get over to the shopping center.

The kid lives. He's got maybe half a life.

Maybe less.

What am I going to do with that?

You know how the newspapers will play this.

Detective gets revenge.

Chinook died. I had a couple of drinks.

Looking for a fight.

Finally, I found one.

And just maybe it's true.

Not you, Dono. I know my man.

Steve, seriously, my reflex has flipped out.

I don't buy that. You're a cop with 10 years proven instincts, 10 years of

discipline.

You couldn't squeeze a trigger in revenge, no matter what happened.

Steve, I was glad.

When he turned and aimed at me, I was glad.

No way. Not you, never.

Let's get over to the shopping center.

Let's get back to work.

There's no point, Steve. The holdup man is long gone.

Maybe. Maybe not.

Is there some law that says we gotta be stuck in the same room with this trigger

-happy pig?

No law.

Mrs. Klein, you've controlled the bleeding.

But his condition is still serious.

These forms authorize transfusions and more surgery.

The sooner you sign them, the better.

What type of blood does he have?

Uh, wait a minute. There's gotta be cleaner blood around here than his.

Please calm down.

Why should I calm down?

Ricky went to the store to get a soldering iron and he gets zapped by the

Gestapo. It's all academic. The hospital has plenty of O negative on hand.

Academic.

We'll need your husband's signature as well.

I'm a widow, Doctor.

Thank you, Mrs. Klein.

Mr. Williams, Ricky wouldn't rob a drugstore or...

Or anybody. He just wouldn't do that.

I know, Mrs. Cline.

Oh, now you know. Oh, that's just great.

Why don't you just go carve another notch in your gun?

How many does that make, sharpshooter?

Why don't you just go carve another notch in your gun?

Hang in there, Ricky.

Has the District Attorney brought charges against Williams?

We're still investigating.

Does that mean he's not been suspended?

That he's still carrying a gun?

And a badge. If you gentlemen would take the time to check your own newspaper

files and the department records, you'd find that Danny Williams never fired on

anyone unless it was absolutely necessary.

And then, only after somebody tried to kill him. Mr. McGarrett, the drugstore

owner said that the bandit was 5'9 and right-handed. Ricky Klein is 5'6 and

left-handed.

I've questioned as many as six different eyewitnesses to a holdup, and each one

of them have given me a different description of the holdup man.

Besides, holding a gun in your right hand does not necessarily mean you're

right-handed. Aren't you reaching a bit, McGarrett?

Did I call this press conference at a funeral?

You haven't been available, Mr. McGarrett. That's because my office and

the Attorney General's office have been trying to determine how well Danny

Williams performed his duty. How often does he drink on duty?

On duty, never. But he was seen at a bar in a surly mood.

Unable to speak coherently.

Bull, I was there.

Easy, Pat, easy.

I have the sworn statement of one of my men that he was perfectly coherent.

Two hours after his best friend was killed and only 30 minutes before the

shooting of Ricky Klein.

I was off duty.

But you followed up an HPD matter.

Well, he was on the spot. A felony was being committed. I'd say that was reason

enough, wouldn't you?

If there's an arraignment...

What do you think your chances will be? I think there's no reason to speculate.

There is every chance that I will plead guilty because as nearly as I can tell,

I am.

There's no need to talk money to these people. Stand back, please. Will you

give the man some privacy? His best friend has just been... I'm sorry,

Steve.

My husband had nothing but respect for the police, and I did too.

In fact, I haven't even called a lawyer. But now... Yeah.

Well, seeing you and Mr. Williams look so hard for something that isn't

there... You think we're covering something up, Mrs. Klein?

Like a whitewash?

I don't know.

I just want to get back to the hospital.

Let me assure you that this is my investigation.

Mr. Williams has been suspended by his own request.

Well, a hothead like that shouldn't be wearing a badge in the first place.

I don't think he's a hothead.

Shooting Ricky in our own driveway?

What is that? My God!

It's less than five minutes' drive to the shopping center. Ricky was gone over

half an hour. That leaves...

20 minutes unaccounted for.

Did you ever try to find anything in a discount store?

Mind if I look around?

If you like.

Well, you really are trolling, aren't you?

When my men were here early, they found that several of these items had

identifying numbers on them that were on the hot sheets.

They buy all of those at the swap meets.

Well, our computer says they're stolen, including the tape deck and the radio in

Ricky's car.

I don't really know.

Half of the things that the kids buy these days seem to be stolen.

And it doesn't seem to matter anymore.

Well, if Ricky can produce legal bills of sale... Mr. McGarrett?

That was the hospital calling.

Ricky is going back into surgery.

The paralysis is worse.

Would you mind?

Anything? No, nothing. Talk to the clubs at this cop store.

What about that friend of Ricky's who lives near here?

Ricky didn't go there, according to the kid's parents.

Cab companies? None of their drivers were around here.

Now, you said that the car originally turned left out of here and then came

back? How long did that take?

Three, maybe five minutes?

But Ricky was gone over half an hour. Why?

We checked the streets in both directions, looking for a place where he

could have dropped the gun or the mask.

Well? Try again. Cover the streets in which the car originally headed.

Unless you have some more hunches.

Put your energy into other cases, Steve. You're wasting it here.

Look, Dano.

I'm on this case and you're off it.

You're only a witness.

Okay, fellas.

But I am following your original hunch that the kid might have been... That's

what's wrong.

My hunches are all bent out of shape.

When Chinook died, I... I lost it.

You've lost, too. This is probably out of your hands now.

Lost? No. Heat? Yes.

Plenty. Sure, the newspapers are climbing all over the governor. That's

typical. That's expected. And the attorney general has to make a statement

by this afternoon.

He's got to give them my head.

I haven't finished yet, Denham.

I'll be at the hospital, Steve.

Better not give up on me.

What's the matter? Can't you find your size?

I'm calling the police.

Look, lady, I am the police.

I should have guessed.

Because she's sure not Robin Hood.

It's been to the laundry, I'm afraid.

Somebody gave it a good, fast wiping.

What about the bottom of the shelves?

Too smudged.

The coat and mask gave us some particles, hair, and odors, all of which

are inconclusive since they could have come from any of these Goodwill clothes.

We knocked on every door in the neighborhood.

Two people had a car skid to a stop at the Goodwill box that night and then

pulled away immediately.

But actually, nobody saw it.

I talked to a man who owned some of the clothing on the top, the more recent.

He dropped them off in the afternoon of that day.

We've cracked.

crime syndicates and dope rings.

We've nailed double agents, rapists and murderers. And here we are with a lousy

little drugstore heist on our hands with Dano's life on the line and we can't

crack it. I mean, somebody ought to call a cop.

McGarrett.

Yes, John.

Yes, I understand. I don't agree, but I understand.

All right, goodbye.

Attorney General, he's bringing charges against Dano.

Felonious assault.

But if the kid dies... Danny goes the whole route.

How is he?

Well, we relieved the pressure on his spinal cord. The paralysis?

Time will tell, Mr. Williams. Time will tell.

Doc. I can't promise anything, but it looks like he has a decent chance for

full recovery.

In fact, I think he's gonna make it.

Thank God.

Doc, may I ask the boy some questions?

I don't think he'll stay awake long enough to give you any answers, but you

can try.

How do you feel?

Spaced out.

Mrs. Klein, I know this is a bad time to intrude, but it's the only time Ricky's

been conscious.

I've got to ask him a couple of questions. It might clear up some of our

doubts.

Well, I guess that we have to know, too.

Ricky?

He found the clothes, the gun, and the mask.

You hear me, son?

Yeah.

He found the stuff in the goodwill box.

Ricky, did you rob the drug store?

No, Mom.

We... Ricky, as God is your witness...

This God is my witness.

Mom, I didn't do it.

I didn't.

Sleep is the best thing for him now.

I think it's time to run one.

What?

Look. Look around.

Well, looks like he's going to live after all.

Don't kind of mess up your average.

And what happens to Williams?

One week with no recess?

A felonious assault, Dan Williams can get one to five years.

One to five, huh?

Ricky could get a whole lifetime of paralysis.

That seems pretty fair to me, doesn't it to you?

What's this, another sharpshooter?

I'd like to show you something that's often overlooked by a guy wiping prints

off a gun.

Particularly when he's in a hurry.

Save it for Zach's comic books.

To load a gun... most people insert the shells...

with their thumb.

And a thumbprint was all we needed.

Brittany said we.

Ben, get him!

You were with Ricky that night, weren't you?

Yeah.

Ricky didn't even know I was knocking over the store until I jumped in the

car. And then he dropped you off at the Goodwill box.

He saw us leaving the parking lot.

I figured he had our number, so I just dumped everything and ran home.

Get up.

Why don't you go and tell your mother and get your kid brother off the hook

completely?

No.

No.

Isn't it bad enough that I almost got him killed?

You want us to tell her?

Somebody has to, you know.

And how are you doing, brother?

Better.

Suddenly, very much better.

Thank you.

I'm just glad that one of us didn't give up on me.

Okay.