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Yes,

Governor, what can I do for you?

You're familiar with the work of the Underwoods. Yes, I'm familiar with them.

Dr. Charles Underwood is missing. Charles had absolutely no enemies.

Professor, is there any possibility that the Underwoods could have been digging

at the actual site of Kamehameha's grave without even knowing it?

See you next time.

Thank you.

What the blazes are you supposed to be?

This has gone far enough. Whoever you are, simply turn yourself around and get

out of here.

Take your hands off that.

Drop it, you hear? Drop it. Drop it.

Philomena, everyone, wake up. Charles. What is it?

Some blasted witch doctor.

I'll try to steal my personal record of all our research.

It would have been a disaster if he'd stolen the journal.

I agree with you completely, Doctor. I'm glad you telephoned me. Professor

Calais, when are these people going to understand that we're not trying to

unearth the remains of their precious king?

You realize it is easier to start a rumor than to stop one. I'd soon put a

stop to it if I could get my hands on whatever beggar began it. Charles, the

threatening letters, the attempt to intimidate our workers, and now an

attempt to steal my brother's personal germ.

This has gone far beyond petty annoyance. Surely something can be done.

The police are doing all they can. Surely you realize it's a very difficult

situation.

We are dealing with very strong feelings here.

To many of my people, the mystery of Kamehameha's gravesite.

Is something sacred, something to be guarded?

We have no wish to penetrate their mysteries.

Why must they make it so difficult for us to do our work?

The two appear to be in conflict, Doctor. Professor, can't the university

make some statement to the newspapers, the wireless, and assure everybody that

my brother and I have no interest in King Kamehameha's grave?

We did issue such a statement after the first effort to interfere with the

digging. Clearly it did no good.

Well... What will do some good?

Things are fast becoming intolerable.

I think you should stop.

Stop?

What do you mean, stop?

Stop what?

Stop the digging.

That's absurd. We've spent years trying to locate this site.

It's your lives I'm concerned about, Doctor.

Then you can offer us no help?

Not very much, I'm afraid.

Thank you so much, Professor.

We'll carry on as before.

McGarrett. Oh, Steve, I'm glad I caught you.

Yes, Governor, what can I do for you?

The English anthropologists?

Yes, I'm familiar with them.

Dr. Charles Underwood is missing.

Missing? Now get over to Hilo and look into it. And keep me advised.

Yes, I'll get on it right away.

Dano, pack a bag. Meet you at the airport in about an hour.

We're going to the Big Island.

The chopper's here, Dono. I think I'll take it directly to the dig. Right.

I'll go up to town and see Chief Kalika.

See what the Hilo police have learned, if anything.

Good. And have Lonnie make reservations for us at a nearby Cirque Hotel.

I'll meet you there later. Go ahead, Dono.

Thank you.

But when one has lost 500 nomads in birchbark canoes for an entire year, one

would normally be upset over brother being absent for just overnight.

But you are concerned.

Well, yes, I am.

Yes, indeed.

After all we've been subjected to here at the deck, the possibility of foul

play cannot be ignored.

And that's why I asked Professor Kalei to contact the governor.

Professor Kalei? The University of Hawaii at Hilo.

He's a colleague and a very good friend of ours.

I understand that somebody tried to steal your brother's personal journal.

Yes, indeed.

Someone in a bizarre costume from the past.

I think my brother referred to him as a kahuna.

What was in that journal? My brother kept... Very careful records of all our

research.

Excuse me, Mr. McGarrett.

Call for you on the radio phone.

Thank you. Excuse me, Doctor.

Yeah, McGarrett, go ahead.

Positive identification?

That's too bad now.

Yeah.

Stay with it. I'll meet you back at the hotel Thank you

Doctor

I'm sorry to tell you that the police found your brother's body

In a bay about a mile from here.

Is there anything I can do for you?

Is there anything more you can tell me?

No, not until the coroner determines cause of death.

I see.

I suppose you'll be suspending your work here.

I suppose one could suspend work for...

How is it described? A decent period of mourning.

But... I think that Charles would find that ridiculous.

To say time-wasting.

This is Charles' journal.

I don't know if it will be of any help, but you're welcome to look at it. Thank

you, Doctor. I'll take good care of it.

I'll be at the Nani Loa Surf Hotel in Hilo.

If you want to reach me.

You seem to have lost your workers.

of cultural anthropology, Mr. McGarrett. The Underwoods are almost as legendary

as the Leakeys.

If something has actually happened to one of them, the repercussions will be

worldwide.

Professor Collet, these threatening letters, the attempts to interfere with

the excavations... Outrageous, outrageous, completely outrageous.

All because of a rumor that the Underwoods were looking for Kamehameha's

grave? Apparently, that's what some people think.

The thought is outlandish.

The Underwoods have been studying the Uruk-hai voyages for years.

That's all they've been doing. It's a documented fact.

If that's all they were doing, why would anyone want to stop them?

Maybe even at the price of murder.

Murder? Yes.

Professor Underwood's body was found this morning.

In view of what's been happening, we cannot discount the possibility of

homicide.

That's shocking.

How did it happen? We don't know yet.

Professor, is there any possibility that the Underwoods could have been digging

at the actual site of Kamehameha's grave without even knowing it?

Well, there's only one man alive who would know that.

George, please bring me a copy of my book.

Yes, Professor.

Kamehameha I died in 1819.

He was secretly buried by four of his closest subjects. The tomb sealed

forever.

An oath was taken that none of the four would reveal the location of his

gravesite until the last of them was on his deathbed.

And then he would tell only one person.

And that person would swear the same oath.

Were the names of the original four recorded? In those days, they kept no

written records.

Why was it so important to keep the burial place secret?

So that the avaricious would not seek the riches that were buried with him.

And the superstitious would not try to acquire the mana.

Mana, I don't understand.

Legend has it that King Kamehameha was possessed of superhuman powers.

That is called mana.

The superstitious believe that if they could own Kamehameha's eye, his leg, or

a portion of his brain, that all the powers that were his would become

theirs. I think my book will answer most of your questions.

Oh, excuse me. My teaching assistant, George Atkins, Mr. McGarrett. Mr.

Atkins.

The Descent of the Torches.

Is there any meaning to that title?

It refers to the bearers of the king's body descending with their torches into

the water and disappearing from view.

You mean he's actually buried underwater?

So the legend states.

Of course, if there was any truth in it, then the Underwood digging certainly

would not be over the gravesite.

May I borrow this booklet, sir?

Mr. McGarrett, I would be flattered.

And you think that the secret of the burial place was actually passed down

from deathbed to deathbed, even to this generation?

Yes, I would think so. You see, Mr. McGarrett, Hawaiians take their oaths

seriously.

Thank you, Professor. You've been a great help.

Anytime.

Pardon me, Professor.

Couldn't you help but overhear what you said to Mr. McGarrett?

Yes, well?

Well, we both know that you...

can't actually burn torches underwater.

What do you mean by that?

Well, I read your book.

I thought that you had interpreted the chant to mean that the grave was in one

of those lava tubes that extend underwater, and the descent of the

torches was from the entrance to the grave at the top of one of the tubes.

We have no proof. It was only an assumption.

But, Professor, how can torches burn underwater unless they're inside some

sort of an enclosure?

George, we are dealing with a Hawaiian legend.

And in legend, torches can burn quite easily underwater.

From these cliffs, it's a sheer drop to the rocks and water below.

Anybody going over here wouldn't have much of a chance.

And there's a strong current.

Police divers found the body a mile away. What was the cause of death?

Waiting to hear from the coroner.

Chen, here's Dr.

Underwood's journal. Take it to the local police lab. See if they can find

any prints on it other than the Underwood's and mine. Tell them I want

it returned as soon as possible. I have to study it. Got it.

Duke, as a Hawaiian, what do you know about these local legends?

Only what I was taught since I was a child, Steve.

And what was that?

It's best that they're not disturbed.

We have a tough assignment here.

You're the one person who can help me.

You know more about these islands than any of us. You know about their history

and their traditions.

You can find out things none of us can.

What is it you want to know?

Well, the story I get is that someone who is alive today knows the exact

burial site of King Kamehameha.

Now, that person is supposed to be a direct descendant of one of the original

burial parties. I want to know who it is.

Even if we could find him, Steve, he wouldn't tell us his secret.

Well, I don't want to know the secret.

But he may have committed murder.

If indeed there was a murder.

Duke, look.

I don't want you to violate your principles or your beliefs. I just want

you to do an investigative job for me as a cop.

Please.

I'll see what I can do, Steve.

Thank you.

All right, Dano.

Let's see if we can find out who owns that dig site and who gave the Inland

Woods permission to work there.

That's right.

Hello.

Yeah, hold on.

The coroner, Steve.

Yes, Doctor.

You think he was dead when he hit the wood?

I see.

All right, doctor. Thank you.

No water in Underwood's lungs.

Death from a severe blow to the base of the skull.

Marty.

Maybe.

And maybe not.

Hey, Georgie.

How you doing, Eddie? All right, how are you?

Okay. Good.

You, uh, making a fortune?

Oh, close.

Monday I sold a pair of fins to a guy out here from Idaho.

Of course, business has slacked off a little since then. It's better than last

week, though.

Well, in that case, you wouldn't say no to all the money in the world, would

you?

Who's offering?

I am.

Is it legal, Georgie?

There's not a law in the world against it.

You want to hear more?

Yeah.

The dig site's owned by a mainland corporation, Steve.

But there's never been any evidence that Kamehameha's grave is anywhere near the

site.

Have we heard from Duke? Not yet. I'll check with the desk again.

Good.

What do we got, Chief?

Dr. Underwood's journal.

Local lab says no fingerprints except yours and the Underwood's.

Take a look at the last entry, Steve.

My assailant was an ectomorph of approximately six feet, weighing at a

guess 13 stone. His voice was decidedly male. He spoke in Hawaiian.

The costume resembled something out of Captain Cook's journal of the edition of

1779.

This must be a description of the man who tried to steal Underwood's journal.

Yeah, could be.

Sketch here.

Chin.

See if Chief Palo has a sketch artist in his department.

I want a detailed enlargement made of the sketch.

Right away.

Dee?

Yeah, Donald.

This is Paul Lowry of the Hilo Times. We'd like to ask you a few questions.

Yes, Mr. Lowry. I heard you were in town, Mr. Garrett.

I found something here that I thought you might like to see.

Dear editor, this is to remind you of the ancient warning that any attempt to

discover or tamper with the sealed tomb of King Kamehameha the Great will result

in painful death to the person or persons involved.

It's unsigned.

Where did you get this? It came by mail.

Do you plan on publishing it? We don't normally print anonymous letters, but

I'd sure like to know what's going on.

So would I, Mr. Lowery, so would I.

Oh, come on, Mr. McDarren.

Dr. Underwood dies under very mysterious circumstances.

5-0 is on the scene.

Something's cooking.

I can't tell you anything now, Mr. Lowry, but I'll fill you in as soon as I

can. Meanwhile, I'd like to keep this.

Do I get an exclusive?

You cooperate with us, we'll cooperate with you, okay?

Fair enough.

Are you kidding, man?

Nobody knows where Commander May is buried.

Hell, it's been a secret ever since the old dude kicked off. Did you read

Calais' book?

No, man, that's why I failed the course. Hey, in chapter 13, he tells where the

grave is.

Well, it wouldn't be a secret that way.

Hey, I'm telling you, the answer is somewhere in that chapter.

Only I don't think the professor knows it himself.

You want to run that past me again, George?

Now, look.

Back then, they buried their kings in lava tubes.

Lava tubes.

They're tunnels.

formed from hot lava running from high ground down to the sea.

Now, the lower end is usually underwater.

So what?

Eddie, Kamehameha is in one of those tubes.

How many of these tubes do you think there are on this island?

There's thousands.

And you think you know which one he's in?

No, but I think the Underwoods were digging near the spot, and that's why

one of the Underwoods was killed.

Now, I say the tomb is somewhere near that dig, and we are going to get to it.

Yeah, but how?

Underwater. We find the spot along the shore where the tube ends, and we go in

that way.

I don't know, man. I've heard all this talk about some witch doctors... Eddie,

listen to me.

Last year, they had an auction in London, and they sold $7 million.

$7 million worth of Hawaiian artifacts from the old days.

Now, what do you think they'd pay for something from Kamehameha's grave, huh?

I think you got a point.

Nonsense.

Utter nonsense.

The prophecy the letter speaks of refers to a superstition that originated with

the early-day kahunas.

And you know about it?

Oh, yes.

I doubt any modern-day kahuna would send such a threat.

They don't believe in curses and spells, witches' covens meeting at midnight.

What is the role of the kahuna in modern Hawaii, Professor?

They are religious leaders, teachers, prophets.

They try to preserve the culture of the past.

And they are not the guardians of Kamehameha's grave.

None of them would even know where it is.

I'd like to meet with a kahuna. You think you could arrange it?

For what purpose?

I'm investigating a possible murder, Professor.

Now, a kahuna could be involved.

Meeting with one might be useful.

Mr. McGarrett, they are very dignified in private group.

I feel reluctant about exposing them to any persecution or ridicule. I'm not

interested in persecuting or ridiculing anybody.

I just want to talk to a kahuna.

Now, you say they're teachers.

I'm anxious to learn.

Very well.

There is Mahina.

Mahina?

Yes. Come up to the house. I'll give you his telephone number. Thank you.

Ciao. Ciao.

And Charles Journal, was it any help?

Well, the police lab is going over it. I haven't had a chance to examine it.

I wish there was something I could do.

Maybe there is.

I'd like to ask you a few questions.

I think I know the first one.

Really?

What is it?

Didn't my brother have any enemies?

Isn't that number one on all policemen's lists?

Only in bad detective novels, but it's not a bad place to start, so...

I think I could be quite categorical in my answer.

Charles had absolutely no enemies.

What about professional rivals?

You mean people who disagree with our theories?

Or people who are on the same trail, for instance.

Inspector, if scientists engaged in parallel researches due to violence, our

seminars and symposiums would be far sprightlier than they are now.

I don't suppose that you and your brother had any, uh, disputes, huh?

Ah, of course.

I hadn't realized that I might be a servant.

It's rather a compliment, you know.

I thought of someone who might slaughter her brother in an outburst of passion.

It's rather fanciful, I'm afraid.

You really expect me to abandon it? Only temporarily.

Even a temporary suspension would seriously disrupt our schedule.

I have only three weeks to complete this work.

Why only three weeks?

The Glenville grant expires then. I should have to go to London and request

an extension.

How many people would know that?

I really couldn't say.

It's not a secret.

I believe it was mentioned in the latest issue of the Anthropological Digest.

Doctor, somebody wants this work stopped badly enough to bribe, to threaten, and

maybe even to kill. Now, are you going on with it?

I am certain.

You are aware that you alone stand in the way of its being stopped forever.

You really think I'm going to be victim number two, don't you? I can't discount

that possibility.

Well, I'm sure that I should be grateful for your concern, Inspector.

Well, I think it's highly unlikely that anything untoward would happen.

What makes you so sure?

Well, really, I've lived a good many years.

It wasn't until two days ago that I encountered any act of violence.

What do you think the probability is of my being involved in two acts of

violence in the same period?

I'd say it was remote.

Unless the acts were related.

So far, I haven't been able to budget, Dono. And there is no way I can legally

force her to stop digging.

But has she been able to find any new diggers? Yeah, but keeping them is

another thing. Chet, here's the police sketch, Steve.

Look at that mask.

And what I wouldn't give to get a look at the face behind that mask.

Oh, I'll tell you.

That current is awful strong out there, man.

Almost got trapped under that ledge.

Hey, I swam with you in worse water, Eddie.

Just keep thinking of all that beautiful, precious loot waiting for us

out there, huh?

Well, I'm thinking about it. I don't see nothing, man, but I'm thinking about it.

Eddie. They buried him 158 years ago.

What, do you expect to dig him up in four days? Come on.

Well, I'm beginning to wonder if he's in any of these lava tubes. I mean, we

might be out here risking our necks for nothing.

Eddie, just to show you how sure I am, I'll make a deal with you, okay?

If Kamehameha is not buried somewhere around here... Yeah?

You can have my half of the fortune we're gonna make. Well, you're funny.

You're really funny.

Yes, well...

They quit, Doctor.

Again?

They quit after work last night.

Is it the same problem? They're afraid of breaking some taboo?

I'm afraid that's right, Doctor.

Well, it's not the first time it's happened.

We'll just have to get more.

We're going to town now.

For heaven's sake, if you see Mr. McGarrett, don't tell him what's

happened. He'll be after me again.

To quit.

I don't think I should leave you alone, Doctor.

Nonsense. Nothing's going to happen to me.

Get into town now and see what you can do.

All right.

Hey, Eddie.

I think this is it.

Yeah?

The opening's not ten feet below the surface.

Well, if that's where they planted him, I can see why nobody's ever found him.

Geez, you'd have to be an eel to get in there.

Well, we'll get in.

No problem.

Maybe not for you, Hotshot, but I definitely got a problem.

Hey, Eddie, you forget there are two ends to that lava tube.

One is on dry land. All we gotta do is find that entrance.

Yeah, but there's some madman running around up there who thinks he's a witch

doctor. I mean, who needs that action?

Hey, this is a once-in-a-lifetime chance, Eddie. Now, don't bail out on me

now, huh?

The lava tube is somewhere up there. Now, come on, let's go.

Good afternoon.

I'm Officer Kelly.

I understand Mahina works at the nursery here.

May I see him?

Mahina is not here.

Steve McGarrett of Y50 is very anxious to talk to him.

If you see him, tell him to contact Steve McGarrett at the Nani Law Surf

Hotel. Very well.

Thank you.

George, we've been out here all day. When are we going to turn around and go

back? I'm telling you, we've got plenty of daylight left. Come on, I'm telling

you, we find that tube and we are going to be rich.

Come on.

Where have I heard that song before, George?

Because every time you step in a hole, you think you found buried treasure.

Hey, hey, hey, hold it, Eddie.

What have we got here?

Eddie?

This looks like it might be the spot, Eddie. Come here.

Right there, look. This is it?

Yeah, there's the entrance to the tube right there. This has got to be it.

Yeah, it looks like there's a way down right over here.

Eddie! Hey, you okay?

Oh, I bumped my head.

Yeah, I think I broke my ankle.

Hey, there's no way I'm gonna get you out of here alone. Now, just... I'm

gonna have to go for help, okay?

Well, hurry back, huh?

Okay, just stay cool. I'll be back as soon as I can.

Okay, just hang in there.

How dare you do it?

I think you ought to think about that a bit.

Yes. Mahina, we'll see you now.

Oh, good. Thank you. I'll just get my coat.

Ma'am?

Ma'am?

George?

George?

Is that you, George?

I am Mahina.

If ever these islands should be torn by holy war, it would be over the bones of

Kamehameha. What makes you think that, Mahina?

Scientists want to dig him up, to study him.

The fanatics are after mana.

The adventurers are after the artifacts and treasures that are said to be buried

with him.

And the traditionalists will shed blood to prevent any of it. If the

traditionalists would shed blood to prevent the grave from being discovered,

does that include you?

I cannot say what I will do if that should ever happen. A person

wearing the mask and costume of a kahuna.

threatened Dr. Underwood and attempted to destroy his journal.

I know nothing of such an occurrence.

This is a sketch of that person.

Where did you get this?

Why do you ask?

This is a drawing of the ceremonial costume of my great-great-grandfather.

This has been in my family for over 100 years.

Is it in your possession now?

No.

I disposed of it over a year ago.

Disposed of it how?

I donated it to the Department of Anthropology, University of Hawaii at

Hilo.

Dr. Kalei's department?

Yes.

Why do you ask?

What have we got?

A couple of skin divers, Steve. One of them fell in that hole late yesterday

afternoon and broke his ankle. His friend went for help. When he got back

this morning, he found him dead.

Cause of death?

Same old story. Skull bashed him.

What do you know about him?

Well, he seemed okay when I left.

Except for his ankle.

Wait a minute. You're Professor Kalei's assistant, aren't you?

Yes, sir. George Atkins.

What were you and your friend doing here, George?

We weren't doing anything wrong, Mr. McGarrett. We were just looking around.

Looking around for a burial site, maybe?

Yeah.

Seems like everyone who goes wandering around these digs winds up taking a

terminal fall.

Yeah, that's right. And there could be another death, my friend, unless you

decide to give us the whole story. Now, what were you doing here?

I figured from what I read and heard that this was the place to look, and

from what Professor Collet said to you.

Or rather, what he didn't say. What didn't he say?

He wanted you to think the descent of the torches is only a legend.

But he really believes that's the way Kamehameha was buried.

So you decided to explore, violate the kapu, and now your friend is dead?

Yes, sir.

George is mistaken, Mr. McGarrett.

I'm a man of science. I don't subscribe to legend.

He put his own interpretation on what he read in my book.

Professor. The costume on this figure.

Yes?

Mahina told me about it.

Oh, yes, he donated this to the museum.

Do you know that whoever it was who tried to steal Professor Underwood's

journal was wearing this?

This costume? Yes.

How could you know that? I thought Dr. Underwood was the only one who saw the

man. Yes, he was.

Yes, but he's dead.

I know, but he left a detailed description in his journal in a sketch.

I had it enlarged.

Mahina says it's the same one.

Now, could anyone have removed this from this room?

Oh, it's possible. Nothing in here is kept under lock and key.

We haven't thought it necessary up until now.

Have you ever noticed it missing?

No.

But that doesn't mean someone couldn't have taken it. I'm not here constantly.

I understand, but it does seem likely that someone removed this and wore it to

the dig that morning.

I must concede that is a possibility.

Unless there's a duplicate around somewhere.

Oh, I doubt that.

This is extremely rare.

There is another one in a museum in London.

Professor, isn't it possible that whoever did this...

is the current keeper of the secret of Kamehameha's grave.

Yes, that is a possibility.

And that individual, in order to preserve his secret, might have

committed two murders.

May I remind you, Mr. McGarrett, there is still the possibility that both

deaths were accidental.

Yes, I must admit that they could be accidental.

But I can't help but feel that...

Whoever possesses that secret must regret those deaths and somehow

feel responsible for them.

I'm inclined to agree with you.

Thank you, Professor.

I've enjoyed our talk.

Lanakila. What does that mean?

Truth is always the victor.

Let's hope so.

I'd just about given up on you. Sorry, Steve.

Thought I could cover some ground.

Any luck?

I don't know, but I came up with these four names.

They're names from the past.

They might be names and numbers from the command mayor's burial party.

I can't promise they'll help.

But if they are what you're after, I gave them my word that they would never

be used to expose the secret.

You have my solemn word on that, Duke. My solemn word.

Different sources give different spellings to you.

Your native spelling would be shortened.

Kamakui Kahu Leva

Kamakui

Kahu Leva

Moku moku ohe ia kumu

luke nale.

Kane ka li'i ku

'u le.

Kane ka li'i

Poo-lay.

Wait a minute.

Ka-lay?

Ka... Ka-lay?

Ka-lay!

Yes? Oh, Mrs. Calais, I've come to see your husband.

My husband is outside, Mr. McGarrett.

Thank you.

My husband died last night, about midnight.

He died of what?

I do not know.

I only know I loved him.

How did the death certificate read?

Cause of death?

Unknown.

So Kalei was the keeper of the secret? No question in my mind. You think he had

anything to do with the death of Professor Underwood and Eddie?

Well, on modern police methods, it turned out nothing, but I think he did

them both.

I wonder who has the secret now.

Oh, one of his sons, maybe.

Mahina, perhaps.

I don't think they'll ever know.

Inspector!

Yes, Doctor. Excuse me, darling.

So good of you to come, Inspector.

What can I do for you, Doctor?

I've just received this telegram.

Sir James Westwood has discovered traces of my nomads on Palmyra Island, just

south of here.

And he's asked me to join him.

Thought you'd like to know.

I've ordered the excavations to be filled in.

Well, I can't say I'm sorry about that.

Well, I'm sorry for all the trouble you've caused.

You haven't caused us any trouble, Doctor. Let's just say that the gods

were unhappy with your digging.

Is that tiki yours?

Yes.

You're not taking it with you, are you? Shouldn't I?

Perhaps it would be better if you didn't.

My, you are superstitious here, aren't you?

No. Just cautious.

so so