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I love you.

Hey, how'd you find out about Huffman?

Grand jury sprang a leak. It's all over the coconut wireless.

Story is, he's gonna get hit with three indictments for soliciting and accepting

bribes. Wow.

And you thought he was your zoning commissioner?

Look, I warned him. I told him, keep this between the two of us and no one

can touch it.

But he got greedy.

Had to try to peddle himself to every developer on the island.

Ah, just cut him loose. Let the D.A. have him. What are you talking about?

Manico doesn't give a damn about Hoffman. He's squeezing him to get me,

you know that.

And so does Hoffman.

If he falls, I fall.

Yes? Have you heard about the... I've heard, and I'm on an 11 a.m. flight.

Meet you at the beach in 45 minutes. Right.

Huffman's already packed.

Huffman would be.

You're going back to the office to get that stuff ready for me. I want to call

Steve before I go to the governor's office

District

attorney

on line three.

Thanks Jenny. I'll put it on speaker John

Huffman? The grand jury brought in indictments in all three counts.

I've got a date with the governor to talk about this. You want to sit in? No,

no, thanks, John. It's your ball. You run with it. And congratulations.

Well, looks like our homework on Huffman finally paid off.

Where's Greg?

He doesn't think we're smart to risk being seen together, especially just

before your vacation.

Your money.

How much?

Greg said enough to last you the rest of your life.

UGH!

Forgive me, John, if I sound overly concerned.

I know this is the first time a member of the Zoning Commission has been

indicted, but I want it to be the last time as well.

Now, an indictment is one thing, but how strong is your case?

Strong enough to nail the man behind Huffman, Oswald Greggs. Two real estate

men will testify that Huffman offered to sell advance planning on rezoning.

Photos of their last meetings.

Mark Money went through Huffman's bank account.

What about the collusion with Gregg's? Thanks to Steve's crew, we have

surveillance photos that go back two years, including photos of Gregg's bag

man passing envelopes to Huffman.

We're going to convict Huffman, Governor. And when he realizes he's got

10 to 20 years on each of three counts, he's going to be ready to make a deal,

and so will we. His testimony against Gregg's in return for lighter sentences.

Mr. McGarrett, he says it's urgent.

Yes, Steve.

It's definitely Huffman.

Looks like a knife wound from the angle it could have penetrated beneath the

sternum.

We'll have to do an autopsy to be sure.

We had him.

Two years of digging and we had him right by the throat.

And Greg steals him from us with a daylight kill on the very day the grand

jury returns its indictments.

It's a wonder the hitman didn't dump Huffman's body right on my desk.

Next time he will if we don't nail him on this one, John, and we're gonna nail

it.

Greg's isn't getting off the hook this easily.

Dunham, I want this speech scoured from one end to the other. Put all our men on

it, get all the HPD back up your knee. I want something I can hang on Greg's

hitman. It's here, you'll get it. We'll be in the governor's office if you need

us. John, let's go.

Now, think very carefully. You saw this guy after you took care of Huffman.

Right. He was driving an old station wagon.

And he saw you?

Oh, yeah.

No, wait, wait. He wasn't there when you got there, right? No, not where Huffman

and I were.

His car was parked about 100 yards down behind some bushes.

As I was walking to my car, I found the film box.

There's no way he saw anything, or I would have seen him.

Okay, then there's no reason to sweat it. The way he took off.

He revved up and smoked out of there like a time trial.

I couldn't read his license plate.

But there was some lettering on his crate.

Only the son gives without receiving it said.

There's probably some little puker up there having his own dope party. Nothing

more than that.

I'm going to look around, check him out, make sure there's no way... Relax.

What if it's down honking on the cops?

We'd know it by now.

Now get this film developed.

Probably some camera nut making home movies.

You've done your number, brother.

Hang loose.

But keep the juices flowing.

In case we need you.

Right.

Hold it, Danny.

I'd like to take that suitcase down to the lab in case somebody besides Huffman

packed it.

All packed to travel.

Like you knew about the indictment before we did.

Poor Griggs wasn't taking any chances.

Airline took it in Huffman's coat.

In the name of Ted Huff.

Purchased today for an 11 a.m. flight.

Anything else, Jay? No, just the stab wound.

Curious weapon for the syndicate to use.

Knife?

Effective? Can't hear it?

Trace it.

Chin, get a list together of all the people known to have worked for Greggs.

Including the legitimate companies that front for his outfit.

That's going to look like the telephone book, Danny.

Feed it into the computer with the M.O. in this killing.

We'll go from there.

We can't be sure it's a local area.

No? We have to start someplace.

You guys check this beach for witnesses.

Saw some servers out there. Maybe one of them knows something.

Right.

Hey, look at that.

Nice ride, huh?

Oh, that's beautiful.

That's great.

Go, man, go!

Hey, look, look, look, here comes that cutback. Woo!

Hey!

How about that?

Hey, man, with me in front of that camera, how you gonna lose, boy?

Hey, did you ever see a better shot of the pipe than that, little brother?

Oh, wow!

Oh, that hurt.

Oh,

you are the original bald ego.

That shot's a little fuzzy. Looks all right to me. In fact, all your stuff

looks good, Rick.

Yeah, well, you don't see the stuff I have to throw out.

Nine out of ten shots go right down the drain, including the last one up there.

Hey, man, I nearly got launched on that wave.

We got better shots than that. If you weren't so picky, this film would have

been finished already.

Look, I'm making the first feature-length film on North Shore

surfing, and it's gonna be perfect.

All I need now is about 30 minutes more. Yeah, and a few decent waves.

And $950.

George, my movie's better than Endless Summer.

Well, maybe, but it's costing you more, too. I've already processed 20,000 feet

of this episode. Yeah, and I've been paying you right along, haven't I? Yeah,

but the $950.

Look, I know the waves have been scarce this year, and you guys are, you know,

you're low.

Well, we're eating granola for dinner now, man. I'm not exactly gaining weight

myself.

Roger, why don't you reason with your brother here?

Get him to settle for a few shots and, you know.

No, look, man, I'm sorry, but he's the producer.

I'm just the star.

100, 200, 250.

That's a good start.

Yeah.

Mr. Balls, telephone on line two.

Excuse me.

What'd you have to sell?

The extra camera?

No, nothing.

Is that maybe a piece of my ego?

I mean, how'd you come up with 250 bucks cash?

I ripped off a guy's wallet up at Pokai Point.

This film's really wiped you out, hasn't it?

It's really on my back. I wish I could kick it.

Okay, right.

It'll be ready for you tomorrow.

Bye-bye.

Now, uh, where were we?

About 700 bucks short.

Say, uh, Mr. Bo, how would you like to own a piece of this film? Holy kid, holy

kid. If I invested in every surfing film that I processed in this lab, I'd have

been back selling Ken openers door-to-door years ago.

George, you're passing up a quarter of a million.

This is a disappointment I can live with, believe me.

Tell you what I'll do. If you can have the 700 by Friday, I'll process the rest

of your film on the cuff.

How's that?

OK, fair enough.

All right.

Nothing on the beach.

What about his wallet?

Not on the body, in his car, or the suit jacket on the front seat?

Maybe the killer took it.

Maybe, but if it was meant to look like a killing, he'd take his ring and his

watch, wouldn't he?

The computer brought it down to 27 guys, Steve. I went over the records, and

three names flowed right to the top.

Castano.

Vice president in charge of pressure for Greggs.

He might have set up the killing, but I think he'd keep his own laundry clean.

Paul Sino.

You can scratch him.

He's in traction in the hospital. Car accident.

Andrew Corr, alias Handy Andy, a bouncer.

His gun permit was revoked after a shooting.

Gun permit?

Yeah. He learned how to keep war in the bar with a shiv.

...establish a ceiling on contributions came when a group of ten senators

offered a... You know, you're gonna have to go to that hospital to get that

radar removed.

When you get over your nervous breakdown, let me know.

Now where you going?

My apartment.

Yeah?

Andrew Koa?

Who is it?

Williams, 5-0. I'd like to talk to you.

Jenny, Shay, let me speak to Steve.

Yes, Jay?

I disassembled that knife and I found traces of human blood, Steve.

Are you sure?

I'm certain.

What guy like Cole would clean his knife, Jay? It's evidence.

Well, it's not always that easy to completely clean a switchblade.

Blood was on a hinge pin inside the knife.

Well, that's going to be helpful, Jay. Thanks very much. And let me know when

you have the exact blood type.

Did you read Kohler his rights?

Chapter and verse.

Did he ask for a lawyer?

He says he doesn't need one.

He may change his mind.

These aren't home movies.

That's professional stuff.

Hey, there's the letter in that Coe was talking about.

Where is Coe? He ought to be here telling us if this is the kid that

worries him.

Try his place again.

Still no answer.

Hey, that's one of the beaches on the North Shore.

Sunshine Land Company.

Mr. Greggs? Just a minute.

Yeah? This is Layla Myers.

Five-0 picked up call.

For questioning or a bust?

I don't know.

But he was sure that kid at the beach fingered him.

Five O's got Koha.

Yeah, well, uh, okay, thanks very much. Look, you just earned yourself a half a

C-note.

Thank you.

Back up that film to the kid by the door.

Get some blow-ups made of that.

Hey, what's the ocean doing? Oh, it's just lying there, flat in the mill pond.

But I was talking to a guy who was up to the weather station.

Hey, a storm?

In the Alaskan Gulf.

It's cranking swells down the North Pacific. He says our front yard's going

to stand up.

All right, when?

Tomorrow or the next day. How much film have we got?

Well,

we've got about 3,000 feet.

Yeah, but who's going to process it?

I thought you'd already used all that guy's cash.

Look, if we get waves tomorrow, it's going to be the last of the winner's

serve. Yeah, but... You got any other ideas?

Well, none that would involve that guy's wallet.

You're so damn self-righteous, little brother.

Me?

You're the guy who kicked my butt across a playground for stealing a bunch of

comic books.

As ye rip, so shall ye be ripped.

Remember? Hey, we need 700 bucks, Roger.

By tomorrow.

Even if this guy Hoffman reports his credit cards are stolen, it's still

gonna take two or three days before the credit companies notify all the stores.

Steve, Lila Myers.

Well, that was quick, Chin.

Didn't have to look too far. She lives across the hall from Cora.

I see.

Thanks for coming in, Miss Myers. Won't you sit down? Thanks for coming in, Miss

Myers. We appreciate your cooperation, Miss Myers.

Let's cut the bull, huh?

Did Mr. Kelly explain?

Yes, he told me.

And I told him I didn't know nothing about this trouble Andy's in.

Were you with Cora any time yesterday?

No. The bartender at the Longboat said that you and Cora... I don't care what

he says.

Look, just because Andy and I had a few drinks together and happened to live in

the same building, that don't give you any right to hold me like this.

We're not holding you, Miss Myers. If you don't want to cooperate, you're free

to go.

Sure.

Sure, and I'd get as far as that front door before you had to warn, and I'd be

right back. Am I interrupting something?

What do you got, Jay? That information you wanted on Huffman. Yeah, excuse me.

Okay, let's have it.

Could you come down to the lab with me?

Uh, thanks for coming in, Miss Myers.

Thanks for coming in, Miss Myers.

And you watch television all afternoon?

The ball game. Good game.

Alone? Yeah.

How'd you get beach sand in your shoes?

I don't know.

I was at Energy Beach.

And how do you know it was beach sand anyway?

What do you do for a living, Cora?

I'm a bar manager.

Where? I'm between jobs.

What kind of money does Greggs pay?

Must be peanuts.

You have to live to a guy's wallet.

How much was Huffman carrying?

I don't know about any wallet or any Huffman. But you do know Greg's?

He owns a few bars.

What difference does it make?

How'd the blood get inside your knife, Cole?

What blood?

On the hinge pin inside your knife.

I must have cut myself.

Where?

Let's see the cut.

It's healed up, I guess.

This was fresh blood, Cole. Human blood.

You're bluffing. I just cleaned it the other day.

Oh? How'd it get dirty?

Every so often, I wipe and oil it.

You should have washed it under a faucet. Yeah?

Yeah.

You happen to know your own blood type?

My blood type? No.

You're sure?

Yeah. What difference does it make?

Big difference.

Here's a lab report.

The blood we found in your knife was O negative, Huffman's type.

You, uh...

Have any objections toward determining what your blood type is?

Steve.

Yeah?

You got something important?

A jurist your downtown just called. He sold a 400L watch to a guy using Edward

J. Hoffman's credit card.

Amplifier tuner, 435.

Tape deck.

for 85 and with tax that's uh 956 dollars

have

a nice day mr huffman thank you

A customer left this newspaper, and I realized I may have been talking to a

murderer.

He looked at two of three watches.

Did he handle them?

No, but he touched the counter here, here, and there.

We may have the serial number of the watch he bought.

It's on the sales slip.

You said he was about 26, 5'10", blonde, anything else come to mind?

Well, he had very broad shoulders and a deep tan like he worked outdoors.

Come on.

You're putting me on only 800?

And the tranquility of knowing that these items will move quietly down my

asbestos pipe beyond tracing.

You're looking at $3,600 worth of merchandise.

Now, I know some other places. 3,600.

Retail.

And driving around town could be dicey with those goods if someone had your

license number.

The warranty cards are still on this stuff.

I'm not taking less than a thousand. What a shame.

I was going to offer 900.

A sewing machine?

And what a TV set.

All within a ten-block area. And a four-hour period.

That's a familiar pattern.

Like a doper raising cash for a fix.

I hate to admit it, gentlemen, but we may have been barking up the wrong tree.

I was so anxious to nail Greggs, I... I overlooked the simple,

simple hold-up that may have turned into a killing.

Donald, get out a bullet in all credit card companies.

Chin, take, uh...

Ben and Duke can check all fences and hot shops.

What about Kohler? What about the old negative blood?

Father complaint, carrying concealed weapon and salt with deadly intent for

openers. I could have sworn he was our man then.

Andrew Koa?

You a lawyer?

That's right.

Lee Ambrose.

A mutual friend has retained my services in your behalf.

Do you make any statements we have to worry about?

You think this is my first time in?

How'd the questioning go?

Not too bad. They were squeezing pretty hard, though.

Then they let go, like something took a turn. Your friend and I are looking into

that. You recognize him?

Thanks, Larry.

Get him.

That's gonna take some doing. Well, do it.

Use as many men as you need. Blanket the North Shore.

It's our hides.

I want that kid.

And fast.

Here's his picture. You ever see this guy before?

Yeah, I've seen him before.

Yeah? He's really hot.

Yeah. Unreal.

Likes to rip big ones. Where?

Sunset Beach. The pipe.

Sometimes why, man?

Pipe? What's that?

Bonsai Pipeline.

It's a couple miles down the road.

Yeah. What do you want him for, man?

This guy here witnessed an accident.

I mean, it means money to him, you know, if I can find him, but I just don't know

his name or where he lives, you know?

300, 400, 500, 600, 700.

And, uh, which bank did you rob?

We, uh, sold our extra camera.

I'm sorry I had to do that.

Sure didn't expect to see you two here today.

Hey, George, you didn't think that we'd, uh, burn you out of 700, did you? No.

I wasn't worried about the money. Not with you, Rick.

Hey, but I hear the surf's up.

Where? The whole North Shore is humping.

Report is...

Sunset's 10 feet plus.

Hey, I'll take you back to the shack. I'll get supplies, all right? OK.

Hey, you better use that money in developing solutions, George. We're

coming back with some film.

OK.

Man, that's victory at sea out there.

Can't make the inside break, Rog.

Well, that's all right, man. Those waves are so big, they're breaking over the

outside reef.

The lens isn't big enough. It's too far out.

You stay here and time the sets.

Figure out your lining.

What's the price of it?

That one's $635.

If that's more than you had in mind, this used one, almost perfect condition.

It's only $395.

I'll take that one right there.

Don't you have an automatic credit system here?

Not yet, Mr. Huffman.

4977G.

Yes, Jenny?

Interisland Credit Bureau on 3, Steve.

McGarrett.

Oh, yes.

Yes, thank you.

Thank you very much.

Dano, our man is in that camera store at the Wahiwa Shopping Center waiting for

credit approval.

Get on it.

Look, if there's a hang-up, I've got a couple hundred dollars I can give you as

a down payment.

They'll call back any moment.

The computer's overloaded, that's all.

Yeah, but those two stars on my card mean that I'm... You have a top credit

rating. I'm sure there's no problem, Mr. Hoffman.

Okay, well... If you're not worried...

I've got to crank some film, okay? But you can't just... I've got to... Squirt.

I don't want to dump you, all right?

Mr. Hoffman!

Mr. Hoffman!

I tried to stop it, but he swung that lens like a club.

He was desperate.

You said he looked like a surfer.

Yeah. Wore cut-offs, blue work shirt, bleached-out hair.

I think you're going to like these prints, Danny.

Duke. Get him downtown.

Go three.

Right.

Now, think carefully.

Is there anything else you can remember?

Look, we covered the coast all the way from Haleiwa up to Kahuku.

You got any idea how many surfers there are up here?

I don't want a census report. I want that kid.

It's not that easy. Now, these people up here are like a bunch of clams.

I show them the picture, and I know they know who he is, but they just won't come

up with his name.

What are we going to do?

Keep looking.

Okay, I'll talk to you later.

Look, Cass, the next time you call me, all I want to hear from you is, got him!

How about that?

Richard N. McDevitt, 14899 Tupacay Road, Steve.

The North Shore.

Okay, we'll be able to reach your vaccination with this.

Jack the Ripper struck again.

Hey, Rog, I'm closing out that whole grubby scene.

I mean, it's a sack of rats.

And the first 10,000 from the movie goes to Edward J. Huffman.

Can you get behind that?

Yeah.

So what do the waves look like, huh?

Man, that's like nothing I ever saw before.

Can you paddle out now?

Well, every 18 minutes there's a break between the sets.

Oh, I wish I could go with you.

My contract says I'm the stuff.

All right, so what are you waiting here for, huh?

Wax up. Let's go.

I think I'm going to try those inside waves first.

It's insane out there, man. Nobody's on the inside.

That's right.

No one will get in my way.

No one here.

Central, pass me through to McGarrett.

Here, Denno.

Steve, McDivitt's not here.

Well, there's only two places a good surfer would be on a day like this.

Sunset Beach.

Yeah, and the Banzai.

Meet me at the pipe.

Right.

Get back.

Oh, God, it hurts.

Get an ambulance, Dano, an HPD backup.

They've been shot.

Easy, son, easy.

What the hell is happening?

We have a possible two-amp spy car.

And 5 cc, 1 to 10,000 adrenaline.

How's the ventilator, John?

Hard to bag. Better give me a chance for it. Get him ready.

How's it look, Doc? Critical.

All the surfers get shot anyway.

That's what we're trying to find out. I'd like to talk with him. Just for a

moment.

Rick.

McGarrett, 5-0.

All I did was rip off a wallet.

That all?

I used some of his credit cards.

How did you get Huffman's wallet?

From his car.

His car.

Where was he at the time?

I don't know.

He was on the beach, I guess, with the other guy that drove up.

There was another man?

He saw me.

He tried to stop me.

Where's my brother?

Doctor's working on him.

He had nothing to do with it.

I stole the wallet.

And I used the credit cards.

For that I get shot, right?

Did you get the guy?

Not yet.

Can you tell me what he looked like and describe him?

No, I was filming.

No, he wasn't on the beach.

Because I just panned for foxes.

Foxes. Girls.

I swung over to Raj's last wave.

Oh, man.

Hasn't anyone got any painkillers around here?

As she ripped, so shall ye be ripped.

Neither Rick nor Roger McDivitt has any kind of record. Doctor, see any signs of

narcotics? That's the first question I asked, John. None.

According to McDivitt's landlord, they just needed money to finish their movie.

Expensive movie.

Did McDivitt say anything about the direction the shots came from?

John, all we know is that the kid stole a wallet and saw a man with Huffman. Now

that's it until Rick comes out of surgery.

If he's telling the truth, that must have been the hit man who tried to stop

him. Well, we'll show him a photo of Andy Kohler. With this McDivitt boy, we

just might get Greggs after all.

McGarrett.

Thank you, Doctor.

Rick McDivitt died ten minutes ago.

Those two kids hadn't stolen that wallet.

I know he wasn't on the beach... ...'cause I just panned for foxes.

Foxes? Girls. I had swung over at the Rajah's last wave.

Maybe Rick still has something to say.

With all that water on Roger's right, the sniper had to be somewhere east of

Rick's camera.

That cuts the area in half.

When we get to the scene where Roger was hit, we can narrow the angle even more.

Beautiful. The kid was really beautiful, wasn't he?

Look at the size of that wave.

Do you believe it?

Hold it, Ben.

Back it up.

No, even farther. Back to the beach.

Go in on those sand dunes.

Look like a flash.

Zoom into that clump of sea grape.

Do you see what I see?

I want that piece of film right there blown up optically.

There'll be a check in the mail, Counselor.

The kid never made it out of surgery.

All right.

But what about Cole?

Larry got him off on a bond.

No murder charge.

We're in business.

Where's the rifle? I got it in the trunk of the car out back.

Well, you better deep six it as soon as you can.

I'll drive you over to the club.

I'll even buy you a drink.

I'll free his leg.

You didn't make it, Steve.

Ben, get out of there.

Get out of there!

Maybe he was a lucky one. His troubles are over.

Book him down on murder one. Two counts.