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Somebody drove up here and then they went down there and cut that cable. The

burial must be delayed until an autopsy can be performed.

It is forbidden.

Cross the whole pew-pew, you fall under the power of the kahuna. An evil kahuna?

That sounds like something out of Captain Cook's Voyages.

Twitch and I'll blow your bloody head off!

Chief Ka'ana, you know they can't be buried.

As public health officer, I must order you to stop this interment.

Dr. Lynch, this island is privately owned.

You don't have the authority to do that without an order from the state court.

Inoka was 18 years old.

Keomahana couldn't have been more than 21.

They were in perfect health on my last visit here.

And now suddenly they're both dead?

You don't think that justifies an autopsy?

Doc Cooper signed a death certificate that's legal and proper.

He said they died from shell dust poisoning.

Dr.

Cooper is the trans-allied shipping company doctor.

The man is 70 years old. He could have missed something in his examination.

The people in Lono Bay hold you in high regard, Dr. Lynch.

I wouldn't want to see them lose it.

And, Chief, I order you to stop this.

Excuse me.

May I please have your attention?

I am very sorr... to interrupt your service.

Truly, I am.

But the burial must be delayed until an autopsy can be performed.

The health department must be sure that there is no communicable disease.

It is forbidden.

Kapu.

Kapu or not, this is for your own safety.

Now you're going to have to leave the island.

Trans-Allied owns just about everything in Lano Bay, don't they?

Even the police department.

I will get the authority for the autopsy if I have to go all the way to Honolulu.

I want a clear channel for the stakeout team, so keep everything off Channel 6.

Is that understood?

Yes, sir. I've got Carew on Channel 6 right now. Very well. Plug him in,

please. Steve, I'm covering the back entrance to the lab. Henderson and Neff

are... out in front and to the side, and Mr. Mabura hasn't come out yet. OK,

chemo. Until the killer makes his move, I want protective surveillance on a 24

-hour basis.

Let me know the minute anything happens.

You got it.

Doctor, I still don't understand why you came to 5-0.

My own department won't help me, and the state attorney's office flatly refused

to grant an exhumation petition.

Why?

Because there is no proof that a crime was committed.

Mr. McGarrett, two young kids die within 24 hours.

Somebody has to care enough to help me find out why.

Steve?

Yeah, what is it, Kimo?

There's a lab employee approaching Nemours' limousine.

If you want some sort of protective clothing, maybe a flak vest.

He's trying to jimmy open the front door.

He's got it.

Is he armed?

He's searching around the front seat, opening the back door.

Steve,

he's got something in his hand. I think it might be a pipe bomb.

All right, move in, Kimo.

Warn Mr. Nomura and take the suspect, but be careful.

Right.

Hold it. I've got a gun pointing at Nomura.

Now, both of you, back off!

Give it up, mister, please.

Go ahead and shoot, but Nomura gets it at the same time.

Don't do it.

I'll shoot.

Truck!

This

is

his gun, Kimo?

Yeah, he's out cool.

Hey, do me a favor, will you? What?

Don't hit him again.

Yeah. I got it? This crew. Come in, please.

Yeah, go ahead, Kimo. What do you got?

Well, the moor is safe and sound, and the suspect is sleeping peacefully.

As a matter of fact, I think he might even have a slight concussion.

Caused by?

A 260-pounder wire.

Yeah, I understand.

Okay, keep everyone away from that limo. I'm on my way.

Your men all right? Excuse me, doctor. I'll call you tomorrow. Very well.

No detonator, no timer. It's an open canister.

Can you see what's inside?

It looks like a metal rod.

Now, Morris said his lab had been testing radioactive waste.

You think it's hot? I don't know. Let's find out.

Gentlemen? Got to get that damn thing covered.

Easy.

Yeah, that's better.

Kimo?

Suspect's name is Frank Turley.

He's a radiation expert here at the lab for 21 years.

He just got demoted two months ago.

So he appropriates a radioactive rod and decides to get even, huh? That's it.

Well, let's leave that one up to the psychiatrist.

Tell the team it was a job well done, Kimo. Thank you.

Once the lead canister was opened, the radiation would do its work silently.

Now, Turley planned to remove the canister when Nomura died.

That way, no one would know how he was murdered.

Lucky we found it before I had to chauffeur him home.

Yes. I have Mr. Addison Bauer on the line, and Dr. Lynch is still waiting.

Yes, I'll take the call, and ask the doctor to come in, Warner.

Good morning, Mr. Bauer.

I appreciate your calling back so quickly.

I have Dr. Lynch in my office right now, and our call is on speaker.

Mr. McGarrett, I'm afraid I can't help your Dr. Lynch.

What do you mean?

The families won't go for it?

Last night, they had the bodies disinterred and reburied at sea.

After you requested an autopsy?

Apparently so.

A night foreman saw the canoes going out just before dawn.

Didn't he ask them what they were doing?

It's been company policy.

for over 100 years not to interfere with the local customs or religion.

The deaths were a tragic accident.

You can rest assured we'll take steps to prevent its happening again.

Let me know, McGarrett, if I can be of further assistance.

Yes, I will. Thank you, Mr. Bauer. Thank you.

Dr. Karen Lynch, medical officer for Lono Bay Island. My colleagues, Kimo

Karu and Truck Kealoha.

Dr. Lynch.

Nice to meet you.

Aloha. Aloha.

He said further assistance.

What has he given us so far?

Well, there could be a strict religious kapu against autopsy.

Yeah, maybe. But a night burial at sea is a pretty neat way to cover up a

murder. Murder? That's pretty heavy stuff, Kimo.

So what do I do now? Just go back to making my island rounds as if nothing

had happened?

Truck, I'll arrange with your divisional commander to hold you over for another

special assignment, OK?

Okay, as long as I don't have to wear the chauffeur's uniform again.

No, it'll be a different cover this time.

Doctor, these two men will fly back with you to Lono Bay.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

You're welcome.

Whatever you guys need. I got everything.

For your children.

For your children.

Just tell you why the discount man is here.

The radios, watches, computers.

This country's got a month for sale at discount prices.

And, and, all the latest fashions from the mainland.

Beautiful moves for the women. And for each of you, a fine hat.

One?

Two?

Pretty good.

Not bad.

Listen, you got a beautiful island here. No condominiums, no smoky buses.

Want a treat?

Come on, let's go.

Let's try the Emporium.

Lone O'Bay's finest general store. They've got everything, even a barber

shop.

Hi, Mr. Lamb.

Doc Lynch.

Didn't expect to see you back so soon.

Anything I can do for you, mate?

Oh, Mr. Lamb, this is Kimo Karu.

Friend of yours?

Welcome to Lone O'Bay, Mr. Karu.

He's a 5-0 officer.

Welcome still goes, copper.

Gee, thanks a lot.

I'm looking for Chief Connor.

Saw him earlier today going up toward the gravel pit.

Uh, since you're 5-0.

Figure you hear about young Inaka and the Mahana boy?

That's right.

Uh, do you know them well?

Came in my store every day, ever since I was washed up on this bloody island.

It's kind of strange, isn't it, that somebody would go out and pick up their

bodies in the middle of the night and then bury them out to sea?

Not really.

They're families.

Didn't like the idea of an autopsy, you know.

No offense, Doc, but it wouldn't have brought their children back, would it?

No shells.

You wouldn't think they could kill a body, would you?

Conch is dangerous when it's being polished and cut to dust, you know.

Half a mile. Back in a minute.

The children did not die of the shells.

They violated an ancient kapu.

So what really caused their death?

It was the power of the kapu.

Do you believe that?

I don't know.

I mean, I don't not believe it.

It takes a fine figure of a woman to wear a necklace like that.

I bet you sweet talk all the Wahine's.

Only the pretty ones.

Oh, hello, sir.

I was just admiring your wife's necklace.

I've never seen better.

Swim out to the far rocks to get them.

If I were to try my hand, which beach would you recommend?

All the good beaches here. Except Belima Beach.

I bet.

Many sharks?

No one fishes.

No one dives there.

Kapu.

I got no time for swimming anyway.

And if I did, I wouldn't go near that beach.

Maybe you buy from me next time, huh?

Sure.

Aloha. Aloha. Aloha.

You fall under the power

of the kahuna.

I've heard the kahuna only has powers over those who believe in his

witchcraft. You are of our blood.

Uh-huh.

The Samoan respects the old legends, but he doesn't have to believe in them.

Things learned in childhood.

are not to be forgotten.

Ancient legends cannot be ignored.

No way, Dave.

No way.

Doc!

Oh! Hey!

Hello there.

Good to see you.

Dr. Cooper, this is Kimo Kuro of Hawaii Five-0. Hello, Doc. How are you?

Good to see you.

Uh, Doc, uh, in your opinion, could you, uh, could you tell me what killed those

kids? Well, the boy and girl had symptoms of acute toxemia.

Poison, huh? Lung poisoning caused by the inhalation of conch shell dust.

Can't make it any plainer.

Can you really be sure without a post-mortem, Doctor?

Young lady, in over 40 years of medicine practice, I've seen all kinds of

poisoning, every kind that could afflict the human body.

Were you there when they died, Doc?

No.

If I'd have been there, things might have been different.

Then again, maybe not.

Thanks, Doc.

You take care of yourself now. You too.

Hey,

Doc, Willy Nuna needs a bath.

What's the matter with him? I think it's conch shell poisoning.

He's dead.

Just like the others.

No. No, not just like the others.

He's gonna have an autopsy.

In less than an hour, we'll have a helicopter take him to Honolulu.

How's it?

How's it? How's it?

How you guys?

Okay? Okay? Good, good. How about you? Good,

not bad.

Yeah, bro.

I went to ask you for a drink.

You didn't say no, Brian. No, you owe me $3. You know what I mean? $3.

$3?

Well, I will say one thing.

What's that?

You do have the handsomest women and the brightest children right here in Lono

Bay. You're right. You're right.

Must be the further you get away from the big cities, the happier and

healthier you get. You're right again.

I hear you got something else here in Lono Bay. What's that? What's that?

Pretty strong couples, huh?

Which reminds me.

What's that?

I have this cousin who could never get used to the mainland ways.

He was twice as big as me and thought he had a way with the ladies.

So one night he walks into this Frisco bar, see, and this big connecter and...

Hey, what's the matter?

What's the matter?

You okay?

Huh? Hey, what's the matter?

Hey.

What's the matter with this guy?

the autopsy?

Tomorrow.

What's the matter with you?

Nothing. Just twisted my ankle.

Well, Karen makes house calls.

Look, I got a list of possible suspects here. After you eat, guys.

Dig in, brother.

I'm not hungry, John.

You gotta be kidding.

He's more than the whole HPD put together.

I like your suspects.

He's got half the town here, including the police chief.

And what have you got, big fella?

One name, Paul Coelho.

A kahuna?

Well, don't you have Dracula and Frankenstein down there?

Sorry, bro.

There are good kahunas and evil kahunas. And this one's an evil one.

He's going to blow my cover any time now.

He laid a big cone of curse on me.

Truck, you are not eating my blue plate special.

I'm really not hungry here.

God of the Hawaiian universe.

Of the great night.

Of the long night.

Let him see.

with eyes shut and head down.

Let him know the wrath of the kahuna.

My pathology people stayed up all night on this Lono Bay case.

Now, why the big rush?

Last night, you found an unidentified drug in that boy's bloodstream. Now,

what actually killed him is the big rush, Doc.

A strong sedative. Not the kind you buy in the drugstore, huh?

A root herb called ava by the locals.

But that's the good news.

What it really died from is the toxic shell dust in his lungs.

Hmm. So we're back to where we started from.

Not exactly. The unusually heavy amount of dust suggests that it might have been

deliberately inhaled.

Deliberately inhaled?

Strange way to commit suicide, isn't it?

One other thing, Steve.

We found bruises on the interior walls of the trachea.

Doc, what if someone gave that boy a drink spiked with this Abirut, and

then after he passed out, forced a tube down his throat?

then injected that poisonous shell dust directly into his lungs.

That would certainly explain the bruises on the throat.

And a new way to commit murder, huh?

Three premeditated murders, and we're not even close to having a motive except

for that mumbo jumbo about some evil kahuna.

There's still a state law on the books that calls for a fine and a year in jail

for anybody that even pretends to have the power to condemn a person to death,

by spells or otherwise.

How's that feel?

Much better, Doc.

Send your bill to 5-0, OK?

You know, it seems odd.

A couple on Lima Beach, three young people die because they disregarded it.

Cursed to death, according to the kahuna.

You mean that maybe somebody's doing something on the beach under the cover

of that kapu?

Somebody might.

Well, didn't you check it out, Truck?

Well, yeah, at high tide.

If anything's there, maybe it's underwater.

Low tide should be in about two hours.

Look, Karen, do you think they have any snorkeling equipment at the store?

The Emporium has everything.

Good. I spent some money down there with Mr. Lamb.

I'm not a bad diver myself.

I'll get two outfits.

What's that?

I don't know.

What are you doing?

That whole thing's gotta be underwater most of the time.

What do you think it is?

I don't know. There's one way to find out.

The water doesn't look too rough.

I'll go down and take a look.

Try.

What did you

see?

Fish.

And then there's some kind of cage down there.

The other end of that cable is holding it up on the edge of the reef.

I'm going to take another look.

The cage is gone.

It slipped over the edge of the reef.

Here.

There's something in that cage out there.

But I really couldn't see what it was.

We'll never know now.

What would anybody want to hide down there?

And why all of a sudden does it just let go?

An accident?

These are accidental footprints here?

Well, they weren't here before, that's for sure.

They go right up there.

Yeah, and it's no accident either.

Somebody drove up here and then they went down there and cut that cable.

These tracks looked like they came from an off-road vehicle.

You know, we could make a plaster cast.

Yeah, we had the plaster.

I know someone who makes plaster casts.

Doc Cooper?

That's right.

Let's go.

Take your goods and go!

What's the matter?

You capo! Go!

Karen, you get the plaster. I'm gonna give Steve a call. Right.

Hey, operator, this is Carew, Hawaii 5-0. Will you patch me into Steve

McGarrett, please?

One moment.

You can go ahead now.

Hello, Steve.

Yeah, Keeman, what do you got?

Well, it's a big cage of some kind. I didn't really get a good look at it

because it was down too deep.

But I thought maybe you'd want to talk to your friend, Addison Bauer, about it.

I tried to reach him earlier.

Let me know when you and Truck get a cast of that tire tread, will you?

Well, truck's not feeling so good, so Karen's going to give me a hand with

that mole.

What's wrong with truck?

Well, it's a long story.

You see, an evil kahuna put a curse on him.

An evil kahuna?

That sounds like something out of Captain Cook's Voyages.

Well, it's a little 18th century around here, Steve.

Okay, Kimo, I'm coming over by chopper. I'll be there in a couple of hours.

Good enough.

Look, anyway, Steve, all we have to do is match those tire treads to one four

-wheeler here.

Right, Kimo.

Listen, I haven't much time.

The Kauna, where does he live?

I got to find out.

I got to find out what killed those young people.

No, you don't.

You're not going anywhere until I know how those young people died.

No, you don't.

Oh, there you are.

You couple, you leave Lorno Bay.

No way.

You leave now.

it looks like the rain washed us out.

It was a good idea for a while.

Where is everybody?

Truck!

Truck!

Hey, blow it up.

My arms.

I couldn't move my arms.

Come on, squeeze my hand.

Squeeze it, Truck. Come on. No feeling.

Come on, Abel. I'm feeling him now.

Where's Abel?

Duck.

I don't believe.

I believe.

I do.

I have it in my room on IV, but I can't find any specific infection or any real

cause for his condition.

I want to see him, Doc.

Now, what about the tire tracks, Timo?

They're gone. The rain washed them out, Steve. We got there too late.

He really needs to rest.

Mr. McGarrett, Truck really believes in the kahuna's curse.

You're saying that his sickness is self-induced?

Psychosomatic?

Well, we'll know more when I get the blood samples analyzed.

He just doesn't seem to be able to resist.

He's not even putting up a fight.

That'd be the first time that big a wine didn't come out swinging.

The intravenous feeding isn't helping it, are they?

It's not enough.

Okay, I'm going to call the Coast Guard and ask for a helicopter.

Kimo, did anyone actually see you when you went back to make a cast of the tire

truck?

I just can't.

Then he couldn't be sure that you didn't make a cast before the tracks were

washed away.

Who couldn't be sure?

The murderer.

What if...

You showed the town a phony tire cast and let it be known that we actually got

it from a track made by the killer's vehicle.

And then spread it all over the island?

Yeah. We could hit every owner and operator of a four-wheel drive and seal

cracks.

Good. I'll make the cast.

Good. Don't let anyone see you. Sure.

Hey, Chief.

Uh, do me a favor, will you? What?

Well, I'd like you to round up all the jeeps on the island.

Round up all the jeeps on the island?

What for, Carew? Why?

Well, you see, we're gonna have this little contest.

And when I can find a set of tires that match up to my plaster mold, we'll have

a winner.

And maybe we'll also find out who killed those two young people.

Chief, look, don't forget to bring your jeep, huh?

Wouldn't be a fair contest if I did.

Can you hear me?

You've got to forget all about that curse.

Your partner needs you.

My partner?

Kimo.

Kimo needs your help.

Just had a few extra IVs laying around, and I thought you could use them.

Sure can.

It's down to my last glucose.

Make a diagnosis yet?

It'll be hours before I can get a blood sample to a hospital.

Oh, I have all the necessary equipment in my office.

It's old, but it works.

You could have the results in 30 minutes.

That would be wonderful, Doctor.

I'll get the blood samples.

Don't you have a car?

Nope, but my legs still work.

Anyway, in an emergency, I can always use Mr. Lamb's Jeep or the Chief's.

Mr. Lamb has a Jeep?

Oh, sure.

Keeps it in the warehouse next to the store there.

Look, Doc, you take the blood samples, okay?

You start the tests, and I'll be back in a little while.

Mr. Lamb?

Stop! You gave me quite a start, you did.

Oh, sorry.

We're across the street just inspecting four-wheel-drive tires.

Inspecting tires?

Just took mine off. A little worn.

What's it all about, then?

Oh, you know.

Police problems.

You wouldn't mind taking that tire across the street, would you?

So Kimo could check it off his list.

Anything for a lovely lady.

What's this police business?

You know, Mr. Lam, I'm not so sure whether you were putting that tire on

or you were taking it off.

So?

I have a feeling that you were putting it on.

Right.

Right.

Fat dinkum. Right as rain. Hold it!

Get in the car.

We're going for a little drive.

Get in!

Come on.

Get in!

In the car.

In.

All this trouble because I thought the rain would take care of the tracks.

I found a bed of angel skin coral off of Lima Beach.

Do you know what angel skin coral is?

Some of the most precious coral in the world.

There's a bed of it worth a million dollars out there.

Is that why you killed the kids?

They discovered your secret?

What else could I do?

This modern generation, they wouldn't respect the kahuna's kapu.

They wouldn't stay away.

What else could I do?

So he's in it with you?

Who?

Kahuna?

Kahuna?

No!

No! I was lucky there.

He put the kapu on before I found the coral.

I see.

Technically, the coral belongs to trans-allied.

They're rich enough.

They own everything.

The bloody emporium.

I put in 25 years behind that counter.

They don't understand.

They don't care.

They don't... They don't care.

Do you know why they call it angel skin?

Its color is so much like the color of the skin of a beautiful

woman.

Twitch and I'll blow your bloody head off!

Now sit still!

You and me, we're gonna take a drive together.

Don't try...

The man's got Karen.

I'll follow. Go ahead.

Amen.

You two all right?

Fine. Just a little shaky.

Nothing that won't get over Steve. Good.

He laid it all out for me, Mr. McGarrett.

He gathered and stored his own coral out there.

And killed whoever found out about it, huh? That's right.

Okay, Gamo. Book him. Murder one. Three counts.

The bed of precious coral off of Lima Beach is too deep to harvest alone.

Now, we found out Lam had two partners with a small underwater salvage

business. They had devised a method of dragging weighted nets along the ocean

floor to dredge up the coral.

Then, the coral was stored in that large cage Kimo saw underwater, stored until

Lam could find a buyer.

And you still think it was that radioactive rod that made me so sick,

right, Steve?

Did you read the transcript of Turley's arraignment?

You see, Truck, when that nut was kneeling down beside the limo, he was

actually taking the canister out from under the front seat to put it under the

back seat.

You mean he previously expected Nomura to be driving and not me?

Right. Until Turley found out you were driving, you were sitting on a

radioactive hot seat, low level, and maybe not long enough for any lasting

effects.

But it made you sick enough to start you thinking the curse of the kahuna was

working.

You mean it was all in my head?

It was in your head.

But that didn't stop the pain from being real, did it? Sure didn't.

But you know, you guys, kahunas have been around a lot longer than

radioactive rods.

Come on. Let's get out of here before we get kahunas.