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How do you know that the guns are being exported to Japan from Honolulu?

I found this out through inside contact here. You are going to kill him. I won't

do it. Not again.

If we can catch the man hired to kill me, there's a good chance we can find

out who employed him. And he may lead us to an entire gun smuggling ring.

Now, is he?

What's it behind you?

Hold it!

Now this is your man for all seasons, Tom McCarthy, with today's weather

report for the greater Honolulu area.

There'll be mostly clear skies with a few occasional showers.

Hello? Yes.

Yes, he called last night.

He's arriving at 2 o'clock, flight...

Okay,

gentlemen. Four gun shops have been hit in the past month. Over 150 handguns

stolen. I checked with one of my most reliable street sources, Steve. The

price of handguns has doubled recently.

Where do you think they're being funneled to?

That's the puzzler.

We have the serial numbers on nearly all of the stolen handguns. And not one of

them has surfaced.

Sounds like somebody's equipping a small army.

Maybe a terrorist group.

Then why would the rifles and automatic weapons be left behind?

No. No, gentlemen. We're dealing strictly with an underground market and

handguns.

Somebody is stockpiling.

And I want to know who and why.

The cop arrived from Tokyo today.

So what are you going to do about it?

You know what we have to do.

Is it necessary to kill him?

He and the girl are pretty tight.

No telling how much she told him.

Yes?

Answer.

Yeah? It's Robert.

Our visitor arrived today.

Where is he staying?

At the Kukui Plaza.

I'll arrange a reception.

Let me know how it goes.

You'll be the first.

It's all taken care of.

Japanese 9mm.

What do we got now?

Still piecing it together. We're light on witnesses, but it's obviously some

kind of hit attempt.

Who's the target? Name on his passport is Harold Osuna. Came in on the noon

flight from Tokyo.

Tokyo? How's he doing? Head injury.

Still studying x-rays.

Any background on him?

He listed his occupation as businessman, but I've got a small problem with that.

What's that? Done.

He's wearing this and a shoulder holster.

Speak any English?

Fluently.

Let's see how fluently.

Mr. Williams.

I've just come from the patient's room. He's gone.

Gone where?

I don't know, but he's not there. His clothes are gone, too.

He might have a very serious concussion.

Excuse me. I'd better check with the nurse's station.

This is one patient. I want to know more about that. Get that automatic he had to

Che. See if you can raise any prints on it and get them on the wire to Tokyo.

Iso?

Kimo? Yes.

I just got in.

When can I see you?

I can't get away right now.

You must.

It's very important.

There is a hamburger stand on Sten Island, right across from the Aloha

Tower.

I'll meet you there in one hour.

All right.

It was a sports car and a Triumph, maybe.

What about the license number?

Everything happened so fast, I didn't see it. What about the color?

It was purple with a white racing stripe along the side. Real fancy.

You said the car was hopped up?

Yeah, real hot.

Big cam, headers, the whole works.

So what we've got is a souped-up purple sports car, maybe a Triumph. No

description of the driver, except that he was wearing dark glasses.

I guess that's about it.

Thank you for your time.

Sure.

Very well, sir.

I'll get back to you as soon as possible.

Nothing like a presidential visit to spike things up, huh?

What about our mystery man, Osuna? He's still a mystery man.

I checked the company in Tokyo he supposedly worked for. That doesn't

exist.

Which means he probably doesn't exist, at least not under that name.

I'm running a check on him through the Tokyo Police Department.

What about the airline?

I talked to the stewardess, worked the flight.

She said he wired ahead to confirm reservations on the car and hotel.

We found out locally that he was booked through an agency by a Miss Isotaguchi.

Got an address on her?

Both work in residence.

Want to pick up a question?

No. No, not yet.

No?

Just try to locate the lady and keep her under surveillance.

Maybe if our mystery man thinks we're in the dark, he'll try to make contact.

Right.

But when you followed, you said that you knew where the guns were being

stockpiled. I was mistaken.

A few hours after I arrived, someone tried to kill me.

You were the only one who knew I was arriving.

I don't know what you're trying to say. I'm not trying to say it. I'm saying.

You must have told someone. I want to know why.

Please, Kimo, I've got to go back now.

Please. I'll pick you up later.

Oh, no. No, that's impossible.

If they see us together, I'm afraid of what they're going to do. I don't know

what you're afraid of.

But you must know, I'll never do anything to endanger you. I'll call

first.

We'll go someplace where we won't be seen.

All right?

Yeah. He got by me.

What do you mean he got by you?

I missed.

That happens.

Not when you do piece work for me, man. What's wrong?

Hey, no sweat. He's gonna fall.

All I have to do is just wait around for him to come up for some air. Try the

girl. You'll get in touch with her.

Look, you just leave everything up to old Tom Terrific.

10-4, Mr. D.

Purple Triumph sports car?

Nah, I don't remember seeing a car like that around here.

According to a witness, the car was souped up.

Maybe race modified.

Yeah. A lot of young guys today are doing their own work.

They're pretty good with engines.

What about custom paint jobs?

That they can't get off the shelf. They gotta send out.

Where? I don't know.

Must be a couple dozen around.

Try the yellow pages.

Hold it.

We're taking you in, Nahashe.

I sent a query off to Tokyo this morning.

I just got that telex back from your captain.

Lieutenant Kimo Nahashi.

Did he tell you why I'm here?

Something about a Honolulu black market and handguns and a ring smuggling them

into Japan.

Yes. As you know, we have very strict gun control laws in Japan.

A handgun selling for $100 here could go for as much as $2,500 in Tokyo.

Are you suggesting that if we had stricter gun control laws in this

country that you won't even be here? I didn't say that. You did.

How do you know that the guns are being exported to Japan from Honolulu?

Ah, at this very moment, arrangements are being made for 500 handguns to be

smuggled out of here, valued on the streets of Tokyo at well over a million

dollars. I found this out through inside contact here.

Is the inside contact Iso Toguchi, the young lady who made reservations for

you?

I've been doing some digging in Miss Toguchi's file.

She's a naturalized American citizen, for instance.

Seven years ago, she became pregnant. She was unmarried, so she went back to

Japan to have a child. That's when I met Iso.

The child is now living in Tokyo with her grandmother.

What I want to know is how and why you persuaded Miss Toguchi to come here.

Through an informant, I found out that the guns being smuggled into Tokyo were

coming from here. Ah.

So, since Miss Taguchi was a naturalized American citizen, you persuaded her to

come back here and to dig up whatever information she could for you.

Is that correct? That was two months ago. Yes.

And two days ago, she called me in Tokyo and said that the shipment of guns is

scheduled to leave here, 6 p.m. Thursday.

Well, did she tell you anything else?

How and where the guns were to be smuggled out? The names of anyone

involved? No.

As far as I know...

6 PM Thursday was all she was able to come up with.

That leaves us less than 24 hours, Lieutenant.

Now, we're going to work together on this one. No more freelancing.

Do I make myself clear?

You leave me with no choice, do you? None. None whatsoever.

Still working the same old stand.

Right, Jimmy?

Things are looking up, Officer Williams.

I got new visions.

And some old ones.

Like selling phony sweepstake tickets.

Hey, baby.

How'd they get in there?

These tickets could buy you time in the slammer, Jimmy.

All right, what do you guys want?

You were seen selling a handgun the other night.

Where'd you get it?

You're not gonna believe this. You know that?

Probably not.

I'm walking along Hotel Street, see?

I see this skinny mutt. He's digging in this pile of trash, right? I'm getting

closer now. You know what, Jimmy? Yeah, we're right. We're not going to believe

you. Now, listen, I want a straight answer.

Otherwise, I'm going to turn you and these tickets over to HPD.

And I'm going to do everything I can personally to see that the charges

stick.

Okay.

I had the piece a long time.

Stashed away.

We asked where you got it.

I was holding a marker on this guy.

You remember Frog?

Mommel? Yeah, yeah. Fell away about a year ago. Anyway, he gave me the gun for

his marker.

And you've had it tucked away under your pillow ever since?

Under my mattress.

Why'd you hold it so long?

I was running a little bit short, and I heard about this guy paying some big

money. What guy?

I don't know.

I never seen him before.

What about his name?

All I heard him called was The Dancer.

What do you want?

Things got messed up.

That's not my fault. I did what you asked.

And now you're going to do something else?

No, I won't.

You're going to call your cop friend. You're going to have him meet you at the

Valley of Temples at 4 o'clock.

You are going to kill him. I won't do it. Not again.

Sure you will.

No. Long distance.

I want to place a call to Tokyo, Japan.

Moshi moshi.

Moshi moshi?

Hello, Nami.

Are you all right?

What time did Mr. Gucci call?

About an hour ago.

We could stake out the temple grounds.

Problem is, we don't know who to look for.

Unless I show up.

You enjoy being shot at?

It would bring the killer out into the open.

You said that you and Mr. Gucci were very close, huh?

Yes. Why do you think she's cooperating with them and setting you up?

Maybe for the second time?

I don't know.

Could it be money?

Esau would never betray me for money.

Mr. McGarrett, if we can catch the man hired to kill me, there's a good chance

we can find out who employed him.

And he may lead us to the entire gun smuggling ring.

All right, Lieutenant, I'm going to let you play target, only because we're

running out of time.

But I'm going to have a cop behind every tree out there, for your lady's sake as

well as yours.

How many?

I make it a little over 400.

That's a wrong number.

Hey, it's the best I could do. Well, that's not good enough.

I'd clean the streets, man.

Not quite.

There's a gun store in the corner, Hotel Nalaway. It's run by a little old man.

Stocks maybe 30, 40 handguns.

Get your people on it.

Okay, man.

Okay.

Right here on top of things as usual, Mr. Hodges.

That guy Smith phoned again. I want you to call him. Okay.

Have you two got something going or what?

Or what, Mr. Hodges?

This is Robert.

Four o'clock.

Cut.

Okay, gentlemen, stand by. The lady has just come in.

She's wearing a blue blouse, pants, no hat.

Got her in sight, Steve.

What's that guy in jeans doing?

Ozzie! Watch it behind you!

Hey, spread out, gentlemen. I want this entire area covered.

Are you ready now to tell me why?

There is nothing to tell you.

There have been two attempts on my life.

Now, I want the truth.

Who was it? I don't know. He let me talk to her this morning.

Poor Nahami. She doesn't even know what's happening.

He let you talk to her?

I don't know who he is.

He's got to be one of the men you are after.

You called Nahami in Tokyo? Yes.

Find the address in Tokyo by tracing the phone number.

He didn't deliver. The police were waiting for him.

So what are you going to do?

Kill him.

What about Mr. Gucci?

She had to be the one that tipped off the police.

She's a loose end. That bothers me.

I told you you don't have to worry about her. She knows very little.

Aren't you forgetting something? She knows you.

She knows the face, and after tomorrow, that's not going to be around.

What about McGarrett? Did she talk to him?

McGarrett knew where the guns were stashed. He would have hit the tea house

a long time ago. I don't know. He's clever. He may be thinking of something.

I think we better find out if she talked to him.

And after that?

After that, we have to dispose of her, too.

HPD is still searching the Tampa grounds, but it looks like he got by. I

want HPD to stay with it, Dano. Those guns are supposed to move out in less

than two hours.

Well, there's something else, Steve.

This just came in. Gun stores hit early this morning.

The owner was badly beaten. He's on the critical list at Leahi.

I see something else.

Only handguns were stolen.

Yeah, this estimate is about 30.

Steve, we just got a break.

Owner of Coria Custom Paint Shop says he knows that Purple Triumph.

Belongs to a Robert McCullough.

Let's go.

We found this automatic under the front seat of the car.

The shotgun was behind the shower curtain in the house.

Any question in your mind that Robert McCullough was our shooter?

No, but why was he killed?

Oh, a precaution, I would say. He's our only link to the man or men who hired

him.

Dono, I want to know everything there is to know about Robert McCullough.

Background, jobs, known associates, family, everything.

Get Duke and Chin on it right away.

Lisa, open up.

That was dumb. Now you have a busted door.

Let's go. We're leaving.

Where are you taking me?

It's your favorite dessert.

Yes, sir.

I just can't believe it. Robert seems like a nice young fella.

You, uh, know anyone who might disagree with you?

I don't think Robert had an enemy in the world.

Then let's talk about his friends.

He didn't have too many.

Robert was kind of a loner.

Anyone come to see him recently or call him?

Yeah. There was a Mr. Smith.

Called Robert maybe...

Three or four times in the past week.

Smith. Said he was a friend of Robert's.

Did you ever see him?

Once. First time he came here.

I don't think he saw me. I was in the office when Robert went out to meet him.

Do you think you'd recognize him if you saw him again?

Yeah, I think so.

Mr. Hodges, would you mind coming with us to look at some pictures?

Sure.

That's him, all right.

He's the man I saw with Robert.

You're sure?

You sure am.

Okay, Mr. Hodges. Thank you very much. What do we got?

Here's his rap sheet. His name is Benny Dancero, known as the Dancer.

Well, that's the name that Jimmy Alejandro gave us. Yeah.

Armed robbery, extortion, inciting to riot. You might find his last arrest

interesting, Steve.

San Antonio, Texas, August 16th last year, indicted for breaking into a

National Guard armory and smuggling weapons across the border to Mexico.

Read further, Steve. Charges were dropped due to a lack of evidence.

A key witness failed to show up.

I wonder why.

Do we pick him up? On what charge, Tim? We can't pick him up simply because he

knows Robert McCullough.

See if you can locate this character. Pin a tail on him.

Sometime in the next few hours, he and those guns are going to make contact,

and when they do, I want to know about it.

Right. Run down his known associates.

You want to know which of them are dirty, huh?

They're all dirty, Dano. Bet on it.

This is where they keep things cold.

Why have you brought me here?

Same reason.

Just till a man comes, he wants to ask you some questions.

What about?

He'll tell you.

Don't be nervous.

Control's off. For now.

Steve, here's a list of Dancero's known associates.

Any names stick out?

Yeah. Nick Tanaki, on top.

Two arrests, but nothing heavy. Presently employed as a cook.

His current address is the Nuhuano Onsen.

Maybe that's why Mr. Gucci took the job there.

Maybe that's where they could be storing the gun.

McGarry. Steve, Chin.

We checked out Dancero's address.

Now, according to his landlady, he checked out this morning.

If he checked out, it probably means they're ready to move the gun.

Chin? Yes, Steve?

I want you and Duke to go over to the Nu'uanu Onsen.

I want to know if anything starts to move out of there.

Anything that looks like it could hold a shipment of guns.

Got it.

Where's Lieutenant Nahashi?

Haven't seen him. See if you can locate him.

If not, we'll go without him. Right.

I kept my promise. I didn't tell Kimo anything.

What about McGarrett? I never spoke to him.

You know what will happen if you lie.

Please, I'm telling the truth.

Mr. Gucci, I could easily drop the temperature in this room down to about

40 degrees below zero.

You could freeze your room.

Eyelashes off.

Please, I'm not lying.

I swear it.

You're a long way from home, cop.

Inside with your lady friend.

Kimo.

You must have followed me here.

Be my guest, both of you.

Steve, Chin, something's going down.

Okay, let them run with the ball chin, but don't let them out of your sight

maintain radio contact Got it

Steve Chin.

Suspect vehicle rolling.

Marked Manor Frozen Foods.

License number 513-345.

Got it, Chin. But stay loose.

I'll request an HPD backup.

I'll go first.

I want you to go to the phone, call McGarrett at 5-0 and tell him

everything.

Suspect van making right turn on Dillingham.

Roger.

Steve Chin, suspect vehicle pulling at the Hawaiian Gold Dairy.

Got it, Chin. Thank you. We're not too far away. On our way.

Free. They're under arrest.

Okay, take them.

Your Tokyo call is coming through now, Mr. McGarrett.

McGarrett.

Yes, Captain.

Could you speak a little louder, please?

Are you alright?

Yes,

I'm fine. Just fine, darling.

Yes, I'm coming home.

Real soon.

Yes, I love you.