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Give me some 20s.

Hold it, police!

Everyone, stay right where you are!

A police officer's been murdered. Now, how would you like to be included in our

list of accessories to murder?

You'd get me all of it. The whole 10 grand.

This is your old friend. The man who knew too much. Give him the money.

Then kill him. I think I know who the witness is. It's my brother, Mike.

We better find him. Whoever it is he's blackmailing is gonna hit back and hit

hard. Arms up, kid.

It just ran out of cards.

Thank you.

Excuse me, sir. Your invitation, please.

Hey, Lisa, what's happening?

Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you were Lisa. You look just...

Give me some 20's I'm going for the bank

Take your positions, but go very slow.

I don't want anybody leaking through the crack.

Sergeant Tatuba to Central Dispatch.

Patch me through to McGarrett.

McGarrett. Steve.

Tatupo.

We got a tip on that new casino.

It's a brick mansion on Old Poly Road.

We're going in now.

Good, George.

I'm on my way.

What gives, Steve?

Remember the, uh... What was it? The Giglio... No, de Blasio killing a few

months ago?

See the tourist who discovered he couldn't just walk away from his

gambling debts?

Yeah, that's a nice way to put it.

Well, I think finally we might have a handle on the now-running reaction.

Sammy. Yo.

Blackjack dealer, table number two. Looks like he's got to let his fingers

get rid of him. I'll pull him right away.

How's everything else? Couldn't be better.

Number is six.

The number is six, everybody.

It's all in the roll, good people. It's all in the roll.

Six! Whoo!

You got a winner here.

Hold it, police!

Number one, stay right where you are.

Grab that belly.

Let's run the back way, back way.

Put your hands behind your head.

Kiyoki?

Kiyoki?

It's Steve.

Steve?

Call Rose for me.

Tell her I... I love her.

20 years in the force.

20 years without a scratch and to go out like that.

God.

What have we got so far?

Not enough, Steve.

Some maniac trying to avoid getting busted.

We've got some work to do before we can say where the car came from.

Is Che on his way out?

Yeah.

What about witnesses?

Bart, what about witnesses?

One possible.

Sergeant Tutupo is walking over to cuff him, just as I was walking up to the

house. Kid in his 20s, medium bill, dark hair.

Get a look at his face?

No.

Okay, Dano, get a couple of HBD teams out here.

Cover the residences in the area.

See if you can come up with anything on that witness or the car.

Chin, take that house apart. Work with Che.

Let me know if you come up with anything. Report to me as soon as

possible. Okay.

Thank you very much. Okay.

Thank you. Thank you.

This was real fun.

Real fun.

Hey, Stu.

Sign a mic?

No, not a word.

Wait a minute, Darius.

Listen, I'd better get back to that engine. Yeah.

Hi.

Guess I blew it, huh?

Jed, I'm sorry.

Hey, sorry doesn't make it, Mike. You know what I mean?

Something really important came up, and I... Look, you were scheduled to fly

that group this afternoon, and you didn't show.

Now, that's all there is to it.

I won't make any excuses.

But I promise it won't happen again.

It can't happen again, man, if we're gonna keep our heads above water.

Look, I depend on you.

Yeah, I know. And I keep blowing.

Maybe we better call it quits.

Oh, no. That's a cop-out.

Besides, how would you explain it to your sister?

I mean, after the con job she did on me just to bring you in in the first place.

What do you mean, con job?

Explain what?

What is going on around here?

Um... Just trying to keep this guy in line, that's all.

Listen, I got a call to make. I'll be right back. Oh, we're going to have to

skip the flying lesson today. I've been called to work early.

No sweat. Tomorrow, maybe. Okay, I'll call you. Okay.

Got yourself a good man there, big sister.

Yeah, I know.

But listen, I am warning you, as far as business is concerned, he does not play

favorites.

Always told you I've been messing up, hasn't he? He has not told me a thing,

but I've been picking up the vibes.

Are you in some kind of trouble, Mike?

You mean again, don't you? That is not what I mean. I thought I told you my

gambling days are over.

You worry about me too much, you know that? Hey, what is a big sister for?

Here.

Okay, you call me, all right?

Sandy? Yeah?

Uh, maybe if Jed isn't available the next time, I could give you your flying

lesson. Let's plan on that.

Listen, if you need me, you just pick up the telephone, okay?

My man is taken.

George is gone.

I'm sorry, Rose.

I don't know why these things happen.

He didn't even have to be working.

He was covering for a friend.

Thank God for that.

If there's anything I can do for you or the kids, let me know, Rose.

Thank you, Steve.

I'll be all right.

I loved him so much, Steve.

I know.

And it was returned.

That was the last thing he said.

Tell Rose I love her.

He was the best among men.

The best.

If you need anything, you know where I am.

I have to go now.

Take care.

Someone had to tip off the police.

I can't understand it. We never had problems before. We never had a killer

cop either.

That makes us hot, very hot. All right.

We're going to shut down everything.

On a Lulu Maui, the big island. Nobody sees Greenfelt until this thing cools

down. Okay, I'll get right on it. Hold it, Sammy.

That's for you.

What's this for?

You're going to disappear for a while.

Then you'll start a new life in Las Vegas.

Vegas? But why? Just because we had a little bad luck? I don't see why...

Sammy, you were sitting in the car right next to me.

Did you think I'd finger you? I'm just playing the percentages.

What you're saying is you don't trust me.

My friend Lou Walsh will meet you at the airport in Vegas.

He's going to call me as soon as you make contact. If you cooperate, this

could be a hell of a good move for you. But if you get out of line, he's got

some pretty specific instructions on how to handle the situation.

You understand?

Hey, look, Mr. Palua, I give you my word. Aloha, Sammy!

We're almost positive the hit-and-run vehicle came from the garage here. Now,

there's a door here leading into the garden from what we're calling the back

room.

The people who were here at the time of the raid probably escaped by running

around the house and getting in the car here.

Sergeant Tutupu tried to intercept here, and you all know

the rest.

Anything from the lab on that run?

Negative.

Then the only line we have in the car is from a pedestrian two blocks away who

saw a black luxury sedan speeding down the Poly Highway around the time of the

raid. What about that witness?

Nothing. And HPD teams questioned everybody in the neighborhood.

That doesn't get any better, Steve.

We ran a check on the house.

It's owned by a California developer who rents it to vacationers on a short-term

basis.

We have the name of the lessee. Let me guess.

It's a phony.

Right. Yeah.

Duke, start running a check on all the dealers picked up at that raid and get a

copy of this invitation to every printer on the island.

They probably printed it themselves, but you can never tell.

Dunham, what about the source of these invitations? Any luck?

Seems the tourists get them from bartenders, cocktail waitresses in

various hotels and nightclubs.

Got a couple of HPD teams pounding the pavements right now.

Yes? Mr. McGarrett, the police officer you sent for is here. Thank you.

Good morning, sir.

Good morning.

A police officer was murdered yesterday.

Good friend of mine.

That's where we are now.

All the witnesses have been interviewed except the ladies.

That's where you come in.

Some of them are scared, some of them are hostile.

Either way, questioning them is going to require a certain finesse.

I think I should take that as a compliment.

Yeah, that's a good guess.

Remember, a vital witness is missing.

If anyone saw him or can help us locate him, we'd be well ahead of the game.

Yes, sir.

Oh, by the way...

How are you coming with your flying lessons?

How did you know about that?

I never divulge a source.

All right, kid.

Hey, Willie, what are you doing here?

What do you mean, what am I doing here?

You didn't show this morning.

Why?

I got busy.

Couldn't get away. You know how it is with us working men.

Where's the ten grand?

Willie, I was so close. I had this roll going, you wouldn't believe.

Then the roof fell in, the place got raided, it was crawling with... Look,

I'll get you a payment by the end of the week. You'll get me all of it.

The whole ten grand.

You gotta be kidding. There's no way I can raise that much.

Mike, I like you. You're a nice kid.

But you got 48 hours.

Yeah, well, what if I can't get it together?

Then I make sure you never hold another pair of dice the rest of your life.

I'm sorry.

Hey, hey.

Hey. I got a job to do.

I got people I gotta answer to, you understand me?

Look, my husband and I are here on vacation and there's only a few days

left. So if there's a fine or something, why don't you just let me pay it and

I'll be on my way? I'm afraid it's not as simple as that. You see, a police

officer has been killed.

Oh.

I'm sorry, but really, I don't see what that has to do with me, so why can't you

just let me pay my fine?

Excuse me.

Officer Wells.

Hi, Officer Wells.

Oh, Mike, hi.

You very busy?

Well, kind of.

What's up?

I got a favor to ask.

Some klutz just ran into a trailer load of parts I was hauling for Jed. Didn't

even stop.

Some of the parts got damaged. Mike, listen, I'm really up to my ears right

now. Let me give you a number you can call to report it.

I got a license number.

I was hoping you might get me a name. It sure would be less hassle if I could

settle it on my own. Mike, I don't know.

Look, I wouldn't ask you if we weren't so tight on cash.

If I can nail this guy, it would sure be a help.

Okay, Mike, just this once. What's the number?

6B-4913.

If you want to hold, I'll call the auto registration division right now and get

the name.

Give me a quick make on 6 Bravo 4913.

Ah.

Surf and Sand International.

Great.

See you later, Sand.

I'm admitting I ran the crap table, and that's all you're gonna get.

Not very smart, Joey.

Yeah. Well, my lawyer says I don't have to play answer man for you guys.

He says I've got my rights.

Rights?

Your lawyer's been trying to make some deal with the district attorney, and I

guarantee you there'll be no plea bargaining unless you come up with some

answers. Maybe you're forgetting.

You're in violation of your parole.

I'm not forgetting.

All right, who hired you?

A voice on a telephone.

Listen, pal, and listen well.

A police officer's been murdered.

Now, how would you like to be included in our list of accessories to murder?

Murder one.

All right.

The guy's name was Crane.

Sammy Crane.

Was he the one working the back room?

No.

He was on the floor.

Somebody else was running it from upstairs.

Who's that?

I don't know.

I never heard a name. I never saw a face.

That's straight.

It better be.

All right, Dano.

See what we can come up with on Sammy Crane. And don't leave town.

This has to get out tonight.

Yes, Mr. Williams.

Surf and Sand International.

Victor Palua, please.

Who's calling?

Just tell him it's about the accident yesterday.

Accident? Uh, one moment.

Yeah? Mr. Palua?

There's a man on the phone who won't give his name.

He's mentioned something about an accident yesterday.

I'll talk to him.

Yeah, Victor Palua. May I help you?

A better question would be, how much do you want?

What? I know your secret, Mr. Palua.

I know your secret.

Who is this?

Just someone who was passing by the brick mansion on the old Polly Road

yesterday. Saw you run over that cop, that's all.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Then you'd have no objection if I reported what I saw to the police.

By the way, who was that man sitting next to you?

What do you want?

$10,000.

No bills larger than 20s.

When and where?

The old airstrip at Kapalili in two hours.

Sharp. Yeah?

Yeah.

Now, you listen to me.

Hello?

Well, what are we gonna do?

Then kill him.

Convictions for assault, armed robbery, two arrests, but no convictions for

murder.

All that up to age 30.

After that, it's been downhill all the way, except for the two years he spent

here. Which probably means Sammy has been under someone's wing.

Someone such as our mystery man in the back room, maybe? Looks now, though,

like he might have gotten kicked out of the nest.

I talked to his landlord.

He moved out this morning and left no forwarding address.

Oh, by the way, I checked with Motor Vehicle Registration.

He doesn't own a black luxury sedan.

But still, he could have been driving a black luxury sedan, couldn't he?

Or he could have been a passenger.

Either way, he'd be a deadly liability to the head honcho. Yeah.

And front men are easy to replace.

So maybe exit one Sammy Crane.

Where does that leave us?

Depends on how well Sammy Crane covered his tracks, Stano.

Let's get out an APB anyway.

See what we can come up with. Right.

Okay, partner, climb in and we'll be on our way. What do you mean, get in?

The man said to give you this. The instructions are inside.

And what man was that?

I don't know. He called and said he'd pay me five bills if I pick you up and

take you wherever you want to go.

He left the money in my mailbox. I never saw him.

You know where Waipahu is?

Sure. There's no place to land a plane out there.

Doesn't matter. Just fly there. I'll take care of the rest, okay?

You setting up housekeeping in here, or what?

What are you doing here?

You forgot.

Lunch. We were supposed to have... Oh, Jim, I'm sorry.

No problem.

What are you working on?

I don't know.

Sounds fascinating.

Willie Vance.

Willie Vance! That's the man from the airport.

Somebody I ought to know.

Not if you can help it.

Where's Mike?

He's on a job. Why?

Never mind. I'll explain to you on the way down to R&I. Come on.

Taking her down.

Take it back down, quick!

Come on, come on, now!

What is this, some kind of game?

Will you shut up?

Did you at least get a good look at him?

Sure, I saw him from about a thousand feet.

No way was I gonna get a look at his face.

The guy had a foolproof plan, and that's all there is to it.

Maybe, maybe not.

I don't like it.

It's too pat.

You know, this kid in the plane, why would this blackmailer have so much

trust in him?

Well, why shouldn't he? If something went wrong, he's still got his ace in

the hole.

All he'd have to do is call and make another demand.

It's still possible he knows more than he's telling.

You keep an eye on him.

Find out who his friends are, if he's doing any big spending.

I don't like it.

Yeah, hey, I gotta admit, Mike, I'm curious.

What's inside the bag, anyhow?

Money. What else?

Yeah? Yeah. Sure.

Big secret, huh? Yeah, you help me keep it that way, okay, Stu?

Yeah, sure. Okay.

See you later. Bye-bye.

Hey, what's happening?

Hi, Mike.

What is this? What's the matter with you two?

You remember when I asked you the other day if you were in some kind of trouble?

Yeah, and I remembered my answer, a shot out of my paranoid past, so... So I'm

thinking maybe your paranoid past is catching up with you. Or maybe it's just

that you never left it behind in the first place.

You know, ever since she's become a cop, I have real trouble understanding her.

You have that problem?

No.

That's because I listen to her.

I think it's about time you start doing the same.

Sandy, what the hell did you... I want to talk to you about Willie Vance.

Who? Oh, come on, Mike. I was here the other day. I saw him. That was no

coincidence, was it?

I want it all.

Right from the beginning.

Yeah, Sammy used to stay with me once in a while, so...

Did he ever discuss his business affairs or who he worked for?

No. He always had a role, though.

He used to have some pretty good times.

But did he tell you why he left town?

Look, you guys, Sammy wasn't a talker, you know?

I felt lucky if I got more than two words from him.

Did you ever take any messages from him?

No. But if he stayed with you, how did people stay in contact?

Look at this face.

You see how the top half lines up with the bottom?

I want to make sure it stays that way. Do you know what I mean?

Look, Ellie, you'll be very, very careful.

Where do you get his messages?

From a guy named Pat.

The copy of Lonnie Parking Garage.

It just happened, that's all.

A game here, a few markers there.

I begged and borrowed from everywhere I could, but I never was able to get all

the way back.

I wasn't about to go to you, so I went to Willie Vance, the smiling barracuda

with money to loan.

25% interest?

Yeah, per week. Let me tell you, it adds up.

How much is the tab right now?

$10,000.

Dollars? Look, Sandy, this time I've got it covered.

As a matter of fact, I'm taking it to him today at 2 o'clock.

If you were as broke as you said you were, where did you come up with all

that money all of a sudden?

I was lucky in a card game. Oh, Mike!

After 2 o'clock today, it's a brand-new ball game. I'm hanging it up. No more

gambling. I don't think you can stop.

I think you're hooked.

Hey, you're wrong, okay?

That's it. End of subject.

Michael, if we cannot talk to each other, where are we? Oh, we are talking,

and I'm listening. I don't happen to agree with you, that's all.

Now, I said I was gonna quit. Doesn't that satisfy you? I don't want you to do

anything to satisfy me. You have to do it for yourself.

And sometimes that is the hardest thing in the world to do, and sometimes you

need help.

I hear what you're saying, but I'd like to try it on my own first, okay?

Okay. Uh, where are you gonna meet Vance?

Kapiolani Park. Why?

After you see him, I want you to call me.

I want to make sure that you're safe and sound.

You'll hear from me.

Sure, I took calls for him once in a while.

Anybody ever leave a name?

No, no names. Most of the time, the message was short and sweet, like, uh,

tell Sammy to be there at 6, stuff like that. You said most of the time. What

about exceptions?

Uh, just one. There was a Wahine.

Boy, she took a blue streak every time she calls.

Gets to be a hassle, you know, while we're the customers and all.

What does she talk about?

Real estate.

She tried to sell me everything from a Kahala condominium to one portal house

on Hotel Street.

You know what she's talking to Sammy about?

No, but you know, I sure wish I could get a hold of him.

Because the way he's been driving me crazy the last couple of days.

Like, for instance, this morning, she's moving her office, see?

And she wants to make sure that Sammy got her new number. You got the number

handy? Sure.

Joe, what's happening?

John, looks nice.

Rodney.

Well,

C.J., looks like you got a lot going today.

Yeah, but too rich for you, buddy.

This is strictly high stakes and no credit.

Yeah, who needs credit?

Deal him down, boys.

I'm in a hurry.

Anything new?

Any leads?

Nothing that's going to do us any good.

By the way, Steve, Las Vegas police picked up Sammy Crane this morning. But

he's not talking, right? Right.

Looks like we're going to have to go through the back door all the way on

this one.

Yeah, that's the frustrating part. We shouldn't have to.

You mean the missing witness?

Yeah. He would have come forward by now if he was going to.

Unless he had a very good reason for keeping quiet.

Steve, we traced down that phone number.

Better hold on to your seat. It belongs to Marge Clayton.

Marge?

What's that old man doing in the real estate business?

Well, we'll soon find out. Officer Wells is tracking her down.

Want to see Marge alone, Steve?

Or?

Or what?

Watch out, Don. Or I'll wish her on you.

Time's up, kid.

Just ran out of cards.

Willie, Willie, listen to me a second, Willie. Hold on, will you?

Stop talking. You understand.

You understand me. You hear me out. Just hear me out, man. I can get it all. Plus

10 grand. That's double. Now think about it, Willie.

Look, look.

You know that cop?

You know that cop who got killed at the O'Pally Road? I know who did it.

The guy paid me to keep quiet. He'll pay me again.

$20,000, Willie.

What makes you so sure? What makes you so sure? Because he's got a lot to lose.

He runs this big fancy tourist agency downtown, the Surf and Sand

International. His name's Victor Palua.

You can check it out.

$20,000, man.

When can you get it?

By tomorrow morning, man.

Okay.

But you better not be lying to me.

I won't. You can... I'll get it to you, Willie.

Just trust me.

But the last draw was when my girls formed a union. A union. Can you

imagine? After all I've done for them. That was very inconsiderate of them.

Damn right it was inconsiderate. Drove me right out of the business.

So I had to find a new hustle. Know what I mean?

I tried foreclosures for a while, but I'm too soft.

We were talking about Sammy Crane, remember?

Oh, yeah, Sammy.

Well, I was just a go-between for him.

I'd line up the joints.

Fancy summer homes owned by out-of-towners.

And I'd get the key for the rental agent, give it to Sammy.

From there on, he'd get his boss's approval.

And if they liked the place, Sammy would pay you your commission.

Right. Plus a bonus for keeping my mouth shut.

So Sammy's face was the only one anybody sees. Very neat.

What happened if they didn't like the home?

Did Sammy return the keys personally? That's right.

Or he'd have it delivered by some kid in the van.

Anything special about the van? Any signs or any markings?

There was something written on the side.

It was, uh... Surf and Sand International.

Some kind of a tourist agency.

Surf and Sand?

You sure?

Well, I got to go now.

He cut my marks.

I mean, my clients now.

Mr.

McGarrett, that witness at the scene of Sergeant Tatupu's murder, he was in his

20s with brown hair, right? Right, and medium build, what?

Oh, nothing. I just wanted to make sure.

Check me some later, please.

Right.

Van Allen Tours. Jed. Hey, Sandy, hi.

Jed, Mike called me yesterday.

He told me he was hauling some equipment for you and somebody ran into him. He

wanted me to get him a number. Hey, whoa, whoa, wait a minute. Back up. I

don't know anything about any equipment.

You don't? No.

What's he up to?

Is Mike there now? No, he's not due here for another hour.

Well, listen, if you hear from him, will you have him call me?

And don't mention anything about this conversation. I'll explain it to you

later, okay?

Please, Commissioner Brian Slevin, Royal Hong Kong Police. Dear Commissioner,

come in.

Mr. McGarrett?

Yes, what can I do for you?

I don't quite know how to tell you this, Mr. McGarrett, but I think I know who

the witness is.

Who?

It's my brother, Mike.

Sit down, please.

Surf and Sand International.

Victor Palua, please.

Yeah? Hi, Vicki, baby. This is your old friend.

Man who knew too much.

Want to go around again?

Listen, friend, you're not squeezing another dime out of me.

You must want to see your picture in the papers real bad.

Let's see, if I hurry, you might just make the 6 o'clock news.

Okay, okay.

Good. This time we double it. 20,000. You meet the kid with the airplane in

two hours.

Where? The old airstrip at Kapalili.

Right. We'll be there.

Thanks, Willie.

Appreciate it very much. How much did you say he owes you?

Ten thousand.

Ten thousand.

Okay.

Here's, uh... Four, six, seven... Ten thousand.

And here's a little extra for your truck.

Thanks. I don't want no bonus. Not for this.

Suit yourself.

Do me a favor, huh?

Before you hit him, tell him Willie's sorry.

Huh?

Oh, my, my, my, my.

A loan shark with a conscience.

How touching.

Make sure he doesn't get any second thoughts.

I don't need any more loose strings.

When he asked for a name to go with the license number, his damaged equipment

story sounded so reasonable.

He conned me into bending the rules, Mr. McGarrett. There's no excuse. I know I

was wrong. But I never thought he'd use it for extortion.

Gambling is a disease just as chronic as alcoholism, and the only way to heal it

is through professional help.

I guess I've been protecting him most of his life.

But that isn't really what Mike needed, is it?

It's so much easier to let things slide than to meet them head on.

Never works.

Where is he now? I don't know.

He was supposed to call me after he dropped the money off with Vance, but

that was hours ago.

We better find him. Whoever it is he's blackmailing is gonna hit back and hit

hard. I'll start with his house.

Chin, get me an address on Willie Vance.

Pick him up right away. Top priority.

Dear Sandy, I don't know exactly why I'm writing this or how to begin.

First off, I realize you were right.

I am hooked on gambling.

I've been doing some rotten things, things I'm ashamed of, all because of my

habit. I'm going to split for a while, try to sort things out.

Sandy, one thing I promise, I will come back to face what I've done. Maybe then

I can start facing myself.

Love, Mike.

Dandy, what's wrong?

Come on, what is it?

Hey, what's happening? Back up.

Back up! What are you doing, Jimmy?

In there. Okay, okay. Now!

Okay, I'm going. Move!

I'm moving.

We'll need you to sign a complaint.

You got it, mister.

McGarrett to Officer Wells.

McGarrett to Officer Wells.

McGarrett to Officer Wells.

This is Officer Wells. Go ahead, Mr. McGarrett. Have you located your

brother? No.

I tried to catch him. He apparently has got another scheme going.

Yeah, well, his scheme is a second blackmail attempt.

Two of my men just got it from Willie Vance. They also learned the pickup

point, the old landing strip at Kapulili, only this time Mike is walking

into a trap.

Well, Jeb told me he already took the plane. He must already be on his way.

Well, we've got to get there before he does.

Take him, Dano.

Book him, Dano.

Mr. McGarrett, where's Mike? Is he safe?

Yeah, he's safe.

Unfortunately, he chose to run away.

His only real chance now is to come in and testify on his own.

He'll come back. He has to.

Let's hope he's smart enough to realize that looks like he already has

You see I knew he'd come back

Better get him some professional help. He's gonna need it Bring him in