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Thank you.

Get that latch open on that thing. I'll be back to help you.

What is this?

One freezer unit for your commissary.

Commissary is closed. This is Saturday.

What do you want us to do, take it back?

Okay, let's put it in here.

Stack it over there.

Here's the message.

We have stolen two bird cages of plutonium and produced a workable

nuclear bomb.

Unless you turn over $100 million in cash and guarantee us

safe conduct out of the country, we will level Honolulu.

Put it in here, please.

Further, we have included a sample of our plutonium. Proper tests will verify

its authenticity.

You have 36 hours to put the cash together in used bills. At that time,

you will receive further instructions. Do not try to find us or deter us.

If any of our men are caught, the deal is off, and your city will be in ruins

by 6 p.m. Sunday.

Signed, Mercury.

When was this delivered, sir?

My secretary found it tacked to the office door when she arrived this

morning.

What about the plutonium?

Well, could be just a fragment of copper turning green.

You think it's a hoax?

Could be.

But at the last governor's conference I attended in Denver, Colorado, we were

warned that in the foreseeable future, the cities of the world could face the

threat of atomic blackmail. I never thought it would be Honolulu.

What better place to head?

The whole island of Oahu is...

46 by 26 miles.

No way to evacuate, and they've got us on a 36-hour time lock.

What about an expert to verify this, Governor? That's where we're headed now,

Steve. I talked to Jonathan Kaye in Washington.

He checked with the Atomic Energy Commission, and we have a top nuclear

man right here in Honolulu.

Dr. Elias Haig at the University of Hawaii.

Yeah, I've heard of him. He was with the Manhattan Project.

He goes all the way back to Alamogordo, worked alongside Oppenheimer, Teller.

Jonathan Kaye doesn't think we could find a better man.

Besides you and your secretary, who touched this note, sir?

No one that I know of.

Plutonium. Now, that's an educated guess, but a simple laboratory test will

bear me out, I'm sure.

And, uh, what about the drawing?

Oh, there's no doubt about the drawing.

That's an accurate representation of an effective nuclear device.

In other words, Doctor, you're saying that this threat is real.

Real enough to warrant extreme caution.

You mean it's actually possible for someone to build a homemade atomic bomb?

It'll be a long and expensive undertaking, but it is entirely

feasible. Well, where would you start?

A couple of bird cages of plutonium. Bird cages?

That's what we call the shipping containers.

Well, doesn't the government keep strict tabs on all the radioactive materials?

Oh, not strict enough.

This could have been hijacked off of any highway on the mainland.

I could cite dozens of cases.

One consignment turned up in Tijuana, Mexico by mistake.

And another $10 million worth.

is thought to have gone down the drain in a fuel plant in Pennsylvania.

Maybe you should read my book, Our Second Nuclear Crisis.

I think it states the case very nicely.

If they do have this device, Dr. Haig, how much damage could it do?

Ten square blocks or ten square miles.

Who knows?

Wait a minute. Aren't we getting ahead of ourselves? You said that this bomb

could be real. It doesn't mean that it is real.

Yes, it's still possible. This is just a hoax.

Are you willing to gamble on that?

Governor, there's only one answer. We cover ourselves both ways.

May I use your phone? Oh, sure.

Let's start finding out what's behind this.

Well, I try to lay my hands on $100 million in cash.

Where on earth can you lay your hands on that kind of money?

By busting the biggest piggy bank in the world, the Federal Reserve Bank in

Washington, D.C.

Jenny, get me down, please.

I've only got 36 hours.

Make that 33 1⁄2, Governor.

Keep me advised, Steve.

Donald, I'm at the University of Hawaii Physics Lab. Get the team together and

get over here on the double. Right.

Top priority.

Dr. Haig, I want you to give the 5-0 team a crash course on how to make an

atomic bomb.

Now, the core of the bomb is a sphere of plutonium of near critical size.

Excuse me, doctor.

We're talking to cops. How big is near critical?

Oh, no larger than a baseball.

And this is surrounded by high explosive charges, which are shaped and directed

inward toward the core.

These charges are then detonated simultaneously in order to produce

uniform compression on the core.

And that's tricky. It requires precision engineering.

What makes it tricky?

Well, did you ever try to grab a bar of wet soap?

Well, this pressure crushes a tiny initiator at the center of the core.

It's made of beryllium and polonium-210.

And the sudden blending of these two elements releases a barrage of neutrons.

Like a short circuit.

A billion-fold.

And these neutrons in turn start a chain reaction in the plutonium. Why the

shield of uranium-238?

Well, that's to trap the chain reaction so that it builds to maximum force

before exploding.

That's it?

Well. In the simplest terms, yes.

Then all the major components could be purchased right here in Honolulu.

Oh, in small amounts, there'd be no problem.

Certainly enough to build one barn.

Chin. Now, you have a list of all the chemicals needed.

Now, I want a complete rundown on all orders and deliveries over the past

year. Order all the extra manpower you need. Work them 24 hours if necessary.

Any questions, it's a code three.

Any static, refer them to the office of the governor. Got it? Got it.

Ben.

Check with City Hall. Find out who's been taking out permits for high

explosives and then run them down.

Also, check with HPD. I want a list of all thefts and reports of missing

supplies. Shall I check out the regular distributors while I'm at it?

Everything. Same priority I gave Chen. Go.

Very well, Doctor.

Now, we know how the bomb is made. Where do we make it?

Oh, someplace the size of this lab, at least.

How about a small factory or a warehouse?

Oh, I should think that would do very nicely.

How many men would be involved, bare minimum?

Well, let me see.

There'd be a draftsman or a mechanical engineer.

Get this down, please.

At least two machinists.

A vacuum expert, an explosives expert, two chemists, one nuclear.

A metallurgist. He's extremely important in casting the plutonium core.

An electronics expert.

And, of course, a nuclear physicist to pull it all together.

That would mean someone with your background and qualifications.

Yes, but I suspect he'd be younger.

It's a long and strenuous task.

How long, Doctor, from start to finish?

Eight months, a year.

Not your ordinary penny-ante blackmail operation, is it?

Hardly.

Donald, get to work on that list, please.

What about the key man, Doctor, the nuclear physicist?

Oh, that won't be easy.

The men who can handle an operation of this sort are scattered all over the

world. Okay, check with AEC.

I want to find out who they are and where they've been keeping themselves

for the last year. Right.

Doctor, 30 hours and 20 minutes.

Very much time, Mr. McGarrett.

No, sir.

And I thank you for your help, but please stay near your phone just in case

we need you in a hurry.

Anything I can do.

The pigeon is in the coop.

It came on wings of mercury.

Pass the word.

Right. Let's go.

Get going.

Okay, get on.

Catch me through the chin.

Go man!

Swiss metallurgist Anton Dolmar was admitted to Queen's Hospital last night

apparently suffering from severe radiation burns.

Neither the doctor on duty nor the victim's wife was able to account for

the accident.

Was there a follow-up story on this? The reporter never did one.

Seems the diagnosing intern made one small mistake.

Dolmar died of cirrhosis, not radiation poisoning.

At least that's what the hospital insisted later.

Did you talk with the intern?

Well, here's where it gets interesting.

As soon as the mistake was discovered, he vanished.

HPD couldn't find a trace. The intern is still on their missing persons roster.

Come on, Donald.

We've got some questions to ask somewhere.

Any news?

Still trying to fit the pieces together, doctor.

I brought you a copy of my book when you have time.

Thank you, thank you. Laura, put that in the office, please.

Is there anything I could do?

Well, we're on our way to the hospital. Maybe you'd like to join us. You might

find it interesting.

Thank you.

Are you satisfied the intern made a mistake when he diagnosed radiation

poisoning?

Interns have been known to make mistakes before.

That wasn't the question, Doctor.

Personally, I didn't treat Dolmari, so I couldn't give you the exact cause of his

death. Why don't you check the death certificate?

Keep copies on file here?

No, don't mind. What?

The gun.

May I use your phone?

McGarrett, may I speak with the governor, please?

Governor, there's no time to go through channels. How fast can you get me an

exhumation order?

Yes, sir.

Immediately.

Well, we have about 10 hours and 42 minutes.

No cirrhosis, huh?

Not a trace.

This man died of radiation poisoning, Steve.

How can you be so certain?

Epidermal burns over two-thirds of his body. And evidence of massive brain cell

damage. And if you need more convincing...

Herr Dolmeier had a good dentist.

13 fillings.

Each one radioactive enough to burn a hole right through the top of his head.

Are you all right, Dr. Haig?

Such a monstrous way to die.

Of all the companies we've been able to trace through these suppliers, only the

companies checked here appear under all four headings. Now, according to our

computer run, over the period of the last year, each of these firms ordered

all of the materials necessary to put together a bomb.

And they're spread out all over the place, from Wakaha to Kailua.

Steve, I finally got through to the Department of Immigration.

You were right.

Dolmar was a resident alien, and his place of employment was listed as the

Pacifica Refrigeration Company right here in Honolulu.

It's here. It's here!

Order an HPD backup to proceed at once to the Pacifica Refrigeration Company,

375 Nimitz Highway.

OK, gentlemen, let's go.

Doctor, you coming?

Oh, no, I'd only slow you down.

All right, sit tight and say a prayer.

The hawk has found the nest. Do you hear me? The hawk has found the nest.

Thank you, Doctor.

But do not be alarmed.

Nothing! Clean as a whistle. Not clean enough, Dono. Not clean enough.

We have less than eight hours left to track them down.

My staff and I have been working with the Federal Reserve since yesterday.

It took the combined resources of their San Francisco, Seattle, and Los Angeles

branches, but we finally scraped it together.

The entire amount?

Yes, Jonathan.

Good.

Vans, have a jet ready to transport the money the moment we give the decision?

Even in a Phantom, it's a three-hour flight.

If we want to get that money here on time, it should be on its way.

That decision is yours, gentlemen.

I think it's only fair to warn you that as of this moment, we haven't a single

clue as to the identity of the conspirators nor the location of the

bomb. Jonathan, I assume you yanked me out of the Pentagon because you're

interested in my opinion?

That's right, Dr. Richter.

Personally, I think this is all quite needless.

You're only assuming this bomb actually exists.

Dr. Richter, I don't have to remind you that that abandoned factory was sizzling

with radioactivity.

It's evidence of residual presence of plutonium. Or uranium, Mr. McGarrett,

but proof of a bomb? It is not.

Don't let the accent fool you, gentlemen.

My esteemed colleague is not from the Atomic Energy Commission, but from

Missouri. He has to be shown.

Meantime, millions of lives are at stake.

This is so touchingly humane, Elias, but typically unscientific.

Gentlemen, please.

Allow me, Governor.

The facts surrounding her Dolmaier's death seem to indicate that something

went wrong.

Is it not evident that the factory was evacuated because an attempt to assemble

the bomb failed?

Then this would be nothing more than an audacious bluff.

From our experience at the Bureau, when things go haywire, the conspirators

usually run scared.

In that case, by paying this ransom, we'd be playing right into their hands.

Precisely. Stop this, I warn you! If you listen to Rick, you're mad!

Dr. Richter has a long history of recklessness where atomic power is

concerned. I have always said that one day his smug complacency will get us all

blown up.

And I fear that this may be the day.

This could be our call.

Yes? There's a man on the line, sir. He says he has a message for you from

Mercury.

Put him on.

This is the governor speaking.

He says he wants this on the conference speaker.

By all means.

You're on the speaker.

Good afternoon, Mr. K and Dr.

Richter.

Gentlemen, the following are Mercury's instructions for the delivery of the

money. Listen carefully, as I will not repeat.

Proceed. At precisely 5 p.m. this afternoon, an unmarked courier plane

will land at Honolulu Airport.

But it's against FAA regulations to fly an unmarked plane.

The money is to be ready and loaded onto an uncovered luggage trolley. On signal

from our pilot, relayed by the tower.

You will have one unarmed man drive the trolley out of the plane and wait.

We will take over at that point.

But what about the bomb?

What assurances have we that... Once our plane...

You could just as easily reactivate the bomb by remote control. We must know its

location so we can dismantle it.

Gentlemen, the orders are as follows.

When our plane has landed safely and we are satisfied that all the money is

accounted for, you will be informed of the bomb's location.

We warn you, any attempt to deceive us or interfere with our escape will result

in the immediate detonation of the bomb. Is that clear?

Perfectly. It is to be assumed that some of you gentlemen are...

Dr. Richter?

So, for those doubting Thomases among you, a little demonstration of our

sincerity has been arranged.

At exactly 1 o'clock this afternoon, a modest radiation flash will occur

somewhere in Kapi'oloni Park.

What do you mean, radiation flash?

Just a taste of what will happen if Mercury's demands are not met.

And now my time is up.

Dr. Haig.

Exactly what is a radiation flash?

It is a kind of small atomic flash fire, basically insignificant.

But the radiation produced by the flash could be lethal to anyone within its

range. Yes, this is a public park they've chosen.

There'll be people there, children. They could all be killed. Now, you've got to

find it immediately.

Yeah, for once, Dr. Hagen, I agree.

Catch me through to Danny Williams, please.

Dano, I want the immediate evacuation, Kapiolani Park.

I don't care what you tell him. Tell him it's a bomb scare, prank, anything.

But get them out of there.

Right. Yes, sir.

It'll be a moment, Mr. McGarrett.

And I assure you, this special detector is worth a dozen Geiger counters. We'll

find that plutonium mass in half the time. Please, make it fast.

I will.

Will you please answer?

Mrs. Haig, something's gone wrong.

I will not be a party to murder. Now put me through to Mercury at once. I'm

sorry, the number you have dialed has been disconnected.

But I must speak to Mercury, to someone, to anyone. Now please put me... I'm

sorry, you've reached the wrong number.

Doctor, please.

We're wasting time.

I thought it might be important.

Do you have your detector?

It's just here.

Here we are. Good.

ice cream cart.

Don't go any closer. Stand back.

Clear the area. I can take over now.

Better let the demolitions experts handle it, Doctor.

I am the expert here, Mr. McGarrett, and I want you all as far away as possible,

as fast as possible.

All right, gentlemen.

Drop back. Clear the area.

Dr. Haig is taking over, Governor. He always was a fool.

I believe he contained it.

I think the decision's been made for us.

Admiral, for the Phantoms to head for Hawaii.

Better seal off that building, Mr. McGee. It will be weeks before anyone

can go near it.

Sergeant.

Look, it's Dr. Haig.

Are you all right? Yeah.

Here, sit down, please.

I fell trying to get away in time, but... Jen!

I'll be all right, thanks.

You ought to remember this from your high school science class, Steve.

All I remember from my high school science, Jay, is the girl who sat across

the aisle. Now, what does it mean?

It's a symbol for the element mercury.

Yeah, it figures.

I know now that this was a lie.

A way to enlist my help.

A scheme conceived by power-hungry, greedy men to use me for their evil

purposes.

They found my Achilles heel, my vanity.

And because of my folly, millions will die.

For this, I am profoundly ashamed.

Although for me, there is no escape either.

Stay and face the Holocaust or take flight. It makes no difference.

I am doomed, poisoned by the radiation from my own device.

So be it.

I could not live on and bear this terrible guilt.

Of course, there are those who will say I am taking the coward's way.

Mr. McGarrett, I shall be gone when you find this.

But I feel I owe you, at least, an explanation.

While others, like Klaus Richter, stole the honors that were rightly mine, 30

years the scales were tipped against me.

Everything I touched went sour.

What we prayed for, stillborn.

Elizabeth's illness, years of suffering and expense.

Always the pain, never the reward.

But here, at last, was a chance. A chance to set the record right.

To make up for all the misfortune.

They came to me with a great and noble plan.

A plan to end nuclear warfare forever.

A plan to benefit all mankind.

It was the answer to a dream I had cherished since Alamogordo.

Stated simply, we would force the nations of the world into using the atom

for peaceful purposes only.

Then, I would direct the greatest humanitarian enterprise ever conceived.

The millennium was at hand.

I know now that this was a lie, a way to enlist my help, a scheme.

Conceived by power-hungry, greedy men to use me for their evil purposes. Yes.

They found my Achilles heel, my vanity.

You're going to be a fool to the end. Is that it, Doctor? Oh, please.

On that tape out there, you said you can't live with your guilt.

There's no reason to die with it, either.

Now, you can undo all of this.

Oh, I wish I could help, but...

I don't know where the bomb is.

But you know how they moved it. The truck, I think. They hired a truck.

What did it look like? How was it crated?

It was a wooden crate.

Like a freezer.

Steve! In here, Ben.

Doctor.

If I find that bomb, I'm going to need you to dismantle it.

I can't.

I can't.

Get Richter.

No, no.

Richter wouldn't know.

Then you've got to hang on.

You've got to hang on, Doctor.

Help me.

This is the governor speaking.

Yes.

Yes, everything as you requested.

The tower is set to give you immediate clearance.

It arrived a few minutes ago. They're unloading it now according to your

instructions.

Yes, sir. About halfway through.

Right. I'll let you know.

Keep it moving.

We're in luck, officer.

Pacifica's account was just closed out last week, and the final statement

hasn't been mailed yet. No other counsel checked for last month.

Here it is, the last check, dated the 18th. That was yesterday.

$38.50, made out to Central, moving and storage.

Patch me through to McGarrett.

Here we are. One deep-freeze unit from Pacifica, picked up from the Iwilei

plant and delivered to Aloha Tower.

Hello, a tower.

A search could mean hours.

We don't have hours. Who made the delivery?

Harry Luck, head driver, and his swamper is Joe Leone.

Do you have Luck's phone number? Yes, I do.

786-2300.

It's Sunday. Luck is probably out on his boat.

3-0-0.

Is your daddy home?

Put your father on, will you please, Sonny?

Mr. Luck?

McGarrett, Hawaii 5-0.

That's it.

Power calling Mercury.

Power calling Mercury.

Come in, Mercury.

Power to Mercury. We await your instructions.

Do you read me, Mercury?

This is Control.

We await your instructions.

They don't answer.

Now what?

We wait.

Dr. Haig, this is Louis Chu, Chief of Demolitions. Now, how do we proceed?

The simplest way would be to dismantle the remote control detonator. Would that

completely disarm this bomb? No.

But it would prevent Mercury from detonating it. Not good enough. I want

this monster disarmed.

Then you'll have to remove the detonating device.

Okay, let's go.

All right, first take off the plate on the side of the arm. Use your Phillips.

Mercury to control.

Mercury to control.

Mercury to control.

Proceed with loading.

Unscrew the cap you see inside

Under

that

is the core holding the detonating device

Take it out with extreme care.

It mustn't come in contact with the sides.

Dano, red alert is off. Red alert is off. It's go on your end. It's go on

your end, Dano.

All units, go!

Nail that plane!

Dr. Haig? Dr.

Haig, can you hear me?

We stopped them.

Good, good.

Was Mercury on that plane that blew up?

Mercury isn't a man.

A syndicate?

A concept, Mr. McGarrett. An evil concept.

Powerful, ruthless, and they'll try again.

Until we catch them.

Did you ever try to catch Mercury?

It isn't easy to do.

It's Quicksilver. We'll catch them.