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Dr. Logan.

Dr. Royce, yes, just a minute.

Dr. Royce, telephone, please.

Hello, this is Dr. Royce.

John, it's Theresa.

Theresa.

You've never called here
before. What's the matter?

You've got to help me.

There's a man who's
trying to blackmail my uncle.

What?

I... I am so ashamed.

Well, if you don't tell
me, I can't help you.

My uncle has been living
in this country illegally.

He never applied
for citizenship.

Oh?

I know, I know, it's stupid.

But he's my uncle, John.

The only family I have left.

All right, take it easy,
darling. Just take it easy.

This man is threatening
to tell the authorities,

unless he's paid $1,000.

He's coming over here.

Are you home?

Yes.

I'll be there in a few minutes.

And don't worry, we'll
work something out.

Please hurry, John.

Dr. Royce, we're ready for those

sequential detection tests now.

I think you can
handle this, Dr. Logan.

I have a personal matter
to attend to. Excuse me.

The gun.

Shoot him. Shoot him.

Quick.

Is he dead?

Hurry. There were others, John.

Excellent
performance. Excellent.

Thank you.

An auspicious beginning, indeed.

It was convincing, wasn't it?

Can I have the
money now? Of course.

As a matter of fact, we
have in mind a reward

that will take care of
all your earthly needs

for the rest of your life.

You have performed
your service well.

So well, in fact, that
you deserve a bonus.

The bonus, Won See.

His finest performance.

This one rattled windows
all the way to Washington.

I just got a call
from the Pentagon.

Our baby?

We're gonna share the honors

with the local arm of
government intelligence.

If the man who fired the
shot was actually Dr. Royce.

At least two witnesses seem
convinced it was Dr. Royce

they saw leaving.

We called his lab.

Dr. Royce was very
upset when he left,

according to his assistant.

Who's in charge here?

Merrill Carson, over there.

How soon will you have
the apartment dusted?

Maybe another two hours.

Well, I expect a
full report in three.

But I'd be more comfortable
if I had, uh, four or five.

Listen, get comfortable
on your day off, Che.

I can't promise
anything, but I'll try, Steve.

McGarrett, Five-0.

Carson.

Did Washington contact you?

Yeah.

Dr. Royce is an important man.

I got that impression.

What have we got so far?

The apartment was rented
on a month-to-month basis

by a woman tentatively
identified as Theresa Dietrich.

Approximately 28,
medium height, attractive.

She kept to herself.

She made no friends
with the neighbors.

It appears that, uh,
she and Dr. Royce

were romantically, uh...

Oh, you'll get a
copy of everything.

What about the victim?

Identified as Lo Quan,
a small-time hoodlum

with a long record
of assorted felonies.

How'd he die?

He was shot at short range
by a .38 caliber revolver.

Serial number filed
off, no record of registry.

I have a suspicion

you're gonna find Dr. Royce's
fingerprints on the gun.

We'll need a complete
profile on Dr. Royce

as soon as possible.

Profile? Yeah.

Habits, friends, associates,
the kind of work he was doing.

Anything and everything
to help us find him.

Well, anything and
everything is a large order.

Dr. Royce's work
was highly classified...

We can always
get the information

from Washington, Mr. Carson.

My agency is willing
to cooperate with Five-0

to the fullest extent,
Mr. McGarrett.

Then we have an
agreement, Mr. Carson.

What have we got, men?

It's all right. We're safe now.

Where are we?

My uncle's house.
No one will find us.

I don't know what
I'm doing here.

I have to go to the police.

Just for a while,

uh, to give us a little
time to think clearly.

Please, John, let me help you.

In simplest terms, gentlemen,

Dr. Royce has discovered a
far more sophisticated method

of locating enemy submarines

than by the somewhat limited
methods of sonar and radar.

He'd even given
the project a name,

a rather descriptive
acronym: NOSE.

Short for Nautical Observation
of Submerged Enemy.

Now, this method,

when combined with
sophisticated computer circuitry,

can literally sniff
through the ocean

and detect if a submarine
has passed within 100 miles,

how long ago,

and in what direction
it was traveling.

Say, would you like to see

a small laboratory
demonstration? Please.

Anything and
everything, Dr. Logan.

Now, here is a
miniaturized model

of Dr. Royce's
chemical detector.

And here's a purified
sample of sea water

with all metallic trace
elements removed.

I'll lower the sensor
into the water.

And you'll be able to see

the results of its
analysis on that meter.

You see? The sensor
detects no metallic residuum

such as a submarine
would leave in the water.

Now, then, Mr. Carson,

I see you have a
ring on your finger.

Some metal substance, I presume.

Would you mind just dipping
your ring finger into the tank?

All right.

Quickly in, quickly out.

All right.

Not much time for
any chemical reaction

between the metal of your
ring finger and the water.

But let's see what our
NOSE has to say about it.

Well, Washington has
good reason to be concerned

about Dr. Royce's whereabouts.

So would a few other countries.

Feel better?

What?

How do you feel? Feel better?

Yes. Thank you.

I called my uncle.

He should be home any time, now.

He'll help us, John.

There's no help
now. I've killed a man.

I've ruined everything.
There's nothing left.

Not even me, John?

No, no, no.

You're the most precious
thing in my life, Theresa.

It's my uncle.

Look at me, Theresa,

hiding like a criminal.

That's what I am, isn't it?

Theresa, I heard the news.

Uncle, it was awful.

I know. I know. I know.

Dr. Royce, I owe
you a great debt.

You owe me nothing.
What I did, I did for Theresa.

I did it to protect her.

Of course.

That's why I must
help you if I can.

You said you heard the news.

On the radio.

What are they saying?

That a famous and
respected scientist

is being sought in
connection with a murder.

Murder?

But you had to kill him.

Of course.

That's exactly what I
intend to tell the police.

The police?

Theresa, may I have
some tea, please?

We have much to
talk about, to decide.

There, there and there.

Notice the, uh,
straight line of marks

like a row of small
teeth biting on metal

with tremendous pressure.

Any idea what caused it?

No, probably doesn't
have a thing to do

with Dr. Royce's
fingerprints on the gun,

but an interesting puzzle.

I got that report
of what we found

in the girl's apartment.

There's nothing in here
you didn't already know.

Found some unidentified prints.

Sent them on to
Washington for identification.

You send the copy of
this to Carson over at CIB?

Ha, are you kidding?
He had a bird-dog

sitting on my
doorstep waiting for it.

You know what
that looks like to me?

It looks like somebody
put the gun in a vise.

Vise?

Yeah. Plain, everyday
workshop vise.

When I was a kid,

I used to make
jewelry out of soft metal.

Copper, brass.

And every time I put the
stuff in a vise to work on it,

it would leave marks like that.

Guess that's why I
tried a new profession.

Che, when you, uh...

When you bench-test a rifle,

don't you lock it down
to check accuracy?

Yes, but you don't generally
bench-test a revolver.

It's a short-range weapon.

Exactly.

Maybe that's another reason
somebody put this on the gun.

A vise, that's what we need.

You got one of those, uh,

what they call vise-locking
pliers around here?

I think so.

Like these? Yeah.

Okay.

McGARRETT: That look familiar?

If I wanted to keep somebody's
prints intact on a gun,

I wouldn't use a
glove or a handkerchief

that would smear the prints.

But a pair of vise-locking
pliers wouldn't.

Exactly.

Yeah.

You smell a frame-up?

McGARRETT: I
see two possibilities.

Either Royce is hiding out
somewhere because he wants to,

or because somebody's
got him under wraps.

Which way do you buy it?

I think he's been set up.

I think the girl was bait.

It could be a long stretch.

Dr. Royce wasn't exactly known

as a bigtime playboy
with the ladies.

No, but he was a lonely one.

Weekends at the laboratory,
sleeping on a cot, TV dinners.

Dr. Royce was ready to be
tapped and somebody knew it.

Chin, how's your French?

No good after I get past
parlez-vous Français?

How about cherchez la femme?

Kono, come on in.

Kono, I want you
and Chin to, uh,

set up a 24-hour surveillance
on Theresa Dietrich's apartment.

It's a long shot,

but she might get careless
and get back for something.

If we can get to her,

I think we can
get to John Royce.

Right.

Steve?

Uh, what does cherchez
la femme mean?

"Look for the woman."

Oh.

But have you considered
the alternatives?

What will happen if
you turn yourself in?

Won't you lose everything?

Are you suggesting that I
hide out like a hunted animal?

I suggest only that discretion
is the better part of valor.

You could spend the next
15 or 20 years in prison.

Not after I explain
what happened.

But how can you explain
without harming Theresa?

It wasn't her fault.
She did it for you.

She did it to protect you.

I can see she has
not told you everything.

Not that I blame her.

Theresa?

She loves you, Dr. Royce.

Don't you see her reluctance,
her grief at deceiving you?

What are you getting at?

Do you know I am living
in this country illegally?

If they find out,
they will deport me.

For an old uncle,

it would not be
too disagreeable.

I could adjust.

But for Theresa...

Young, pretty, someone
who has found love.

What will happen
if they find out

that she is also
an illegal alien?

Theresa.

Why didn't you tell me?

I couldn't.

You couldn't?

I love you, Theresa.

Why couldn't you tell me?

When I find the right moment. I
was going to... Right moment?

What kind of a right moment
do you need to tell the truth?

You are upset.

Forgive me. We will
not talk about it anymore.

We will talk about it now.

All right.

I have important friends,
government officials.

They'll intercede for Theresa.

They'll help me.

Would your
friends help a killer?

Theresa, would you get
some more tea, please?

You're not concerned at all.

You're some kind of
an agent, aren't you?

Let us just say
that I do not have

an exaggerated
sense of patriotism

for a country that would
destroy one of its finest scientists.

All right. Now, what is it?

What is it that you
really want from me?

I have friends in
another country.

They admire you tremendously.

Your splendid work in
the science of hydraulics

and chemical detection.

It is their fervent hope
that an unfortunate accident

will not rob the
world of your genius.

In a word, they are concerned,

and they are willing to back
up their concern with help.

What could anyone
do to help me now?

Give you your own laboratory

with unlimited funds
to carry out your work.

A home for you and Theresa.

A lifetime of happiness.

Tomorrow night. Excellent.

Make your preparations.

The tranquilizer
worked. He is sleeping.

Are you satisfied with
our progress, Theresa?

What do you mean?

I seem to detect a
lack of enthusiasm.

I'm doing my job.

It would be far better

if Dr. Royce were
a willing defector

instead of a
troublesome hostage.

We must make him
feel comfortable, secure.

He's a... A strong man.

To be sure.

And I always thought that
you were a strong woman.

I'll do what is required.

Then we must do our
best to condition Dr. Royce.

Our very best.

I understand.

I knew you would, Theresa.

Your future may
well depend upon it.

The woman.

She got away.

We made a mistake. He's Five-0.

What's the idea of denting
my man's skull with a gun butt?

It was an unfortunate error.

Why wasn't I informed

that you put a stakeout
on that apartment?

I answer to Washington,
Mr. McGarrett, not Five-0.

If you prefer to make
any formal complaints,

I suggest you do it.

There's no time for a formal
complaint and you know it.

Now, I will settle for
your personal assurance

that I will be informed

of your agency's
actions in advance.

You have my personal assurance.

I will do everything in my
power to avoid any further errors.

Just one more thing, Mr. Carson.

Just remember, this is
Hawaii, the 50th state.

It is not Cuba or the
Dominican Republic

or Vietnam or Laos, you dig?

How long was she
gone last night?

About an hour, no more.

You should have followed her.

I had no orders.

Theresa is to be admired
for her resourcefulness,

if not for her loyalty.

Put the letter back
where you found it.

Make sure you are not seen.

What about her?

When we have safely removed
Dr. Royce from this island,

you will have to kill her.

Theresa Dietrich.

Alias Theresa Myer,
alias Betty Torrance.

Born: Manila, Philippines.
Date: unknown.

Age: approximately 28.

Arrested in Hong Kong

on passport violation,
1957. Released.

Arrested in Saigon,
1962, passport violation.

Escaped by bribing prison guard.

Suspected member
of an intelligence group.

Observed in Singapore, 1967,

in company of
known double agent,

Professor Hans Kreuter.

One thing about
Kreuter, he's loyal...

to the highest bidder.

Dr. Royce runs
with a nice crowd.

Yeah.

Chin, what about that letter

the agent found last night?

I made a priority request

with the Department of
Immigration and Naturalization.

They promise to
give us a report.

I'll check the Teletype.

McGARRETT: Well, we're
not any closer to Royce

than we were yesterday.

We got it, Steve.

Some newspapers
gave us a blowup.

Hm.

Good. Good, Kono.

I don't think the government's
gonna agree with you.

Why? Because Carson wants a
tight clamp on news coverage?

Something like that.

Danno, I want everybody
on this rock to know

what Dr. Royce looks like,
and I want them to know fast.

Kono, how's the head?

It hurts only when
I think about it.

I think about it a lot.

Would you like the
mainland papers too?

No, no, no.

Well, what else can I say?

You are an intelligent
man. It is your decision.

Either you turn yourself
over to the police

and let them destroy your life,

or you give me
the chance to help.

Theresa.

Don't you have some
advice for Dr. Royce?

Take his help, John.

Is that all?

It's the only way.

For us?

Yes.

For us.

How long do I have
to make my decision?

I must know by tonight.

Perhaps, you would
care to be alone.

I've got to think it out.

Maybe a walk.

Sometimes I take a walk
when the answers don't come.

Splendid idea.

Theresa.

You go with Dr. Royce.

No.

It's up to me. It has
to be my decision.

As you wish.

Only, remember that if someone
sees you, recognizes you,

your choice will
no longer be yours.

Theresa,

I just want you to know
that I care very much

about the two of us.

Are we just gonna
let him walk away?

It is a calculated
risk, Won See.

Dr. Royce is a
fugitive from the police.

He does not wish to be
caught any more than we do.

He could run away.

Oh, we must give him confidence,

reassurance that
we are his friends.

If we treat him like a prisoner,

we could suffer the loss
of his scientific cooperation.

And in our business,
that would be costly.

But to insure our
calculated risk,

you will follow him,
discreetly of course.

Turn yourself
over to the police,

or you give me
the chance to help.

Take his help, John.

Give me the chance to help.

Unlimited funds. A
lifetime of happiness.

Shoot him. Shoot him!

She loves you.
THERESA: Shoot him!

Would your
friends help a killer?

So far, H.P.D. has received
14 calls from citizens

who've positively verified
seeing Dr. Royce everywhere

from Waimanalo to, uh, Makaha.

Any official verification?

Zero.

Yes, Jenny?

Call for you on two, boss.

Man won't give his name.

All right, I'll take
it. McGarrett.

Are you in charge
of Hawaii Five-0?

Yes, who is this, please?

Dr. John Royce.

Yes.

This is Williams.

Put an emergency
trace on line two.

Yes, doctor.

Yes, thank you for calling.
We've been concerned about you.

I wanna talk to you about
what happened at the apartment.

Yes, I'd li... I'd like to talk
about that. Where are you?

I don't know exactly.
Uh, somewhere near...

Doctor, hello?

Hello?

You have been very
foolish, Dr. Royce.

I offered you the convenience
of a reasonable arrangement.

What about you, Theresa?

Isn't there something
you have to say?

Well, isn't there?

No. Oh, come on!

Why don't you
tell your dear uncle

just how easy it was
to trick a stupid man.

To make him believe

that a woman half his
age was in love with him.

Come on. Why don't you
tell him how ridiculous I am?

How it must have turned
your stomach to be with me.

Well, come on! Tell him!

Get the truck. It will
be soon time to go.

McGARRETT: Yes, doctor.

Yes, thank you for calling.
We've been concerned about you.

I wanna talk to you

about what happened
at the apartment.

McGARRETT: Yes, I'd li... I'd like
to talk about that. Where are you?

I don't know exactly.

Uh, somewhere
near... Okay, once more.

See if we can isolate
the background.

McGARRETT: Yes, doctor.

Yes, thank you for calling.
We've been concerned about you.

I wanna talk to you about
what happened at the apartment.

McGARRETT: Yes, I'd li... I'd like
to talk about that. Where are you?

I don't know exactly.

Uh, somewhere near...

Any ideas?

It's an engine of some kind.

But not internal combustion.

One thing's for sure. He's
talking in a phone booth.

I can hear the bounce.

Wait a minute.

McGARRETT: Yes, doctor.

Yes, thank you for calling.
We've been concerned about you.

I wanna talk to you about
what happened at the apartment.

Danno, call the city
engineer's office.

What for?

That's a pile driver.

We're using pile drivers at
Kailua Heights and just north

of the punchbowl for
our new main sewer line.

Got another going
at Makiki Heights

for street shoring.

Got a third buster
going at Rocky Hill.

We've got heavy
construction at three sites.

G-Four to Carson.

McGarrett just took
a fast ride out of here.

Looks like something's up.

Stay with him.

This is Carson.
Alert all street units.

I think Five-0's got
a lead on Dr. Royce.

No need for McGarrett
to have the whole show.

Right.

That's probably
where he called from.

Yeah, probably.

Check the construction gang.
See if anybody saw Royce.

Take that side.

Steve. Yeah?

High-powered marine shortwave.

Yeah.

Perfect contact for
an offshore pickup.

Let's go.

Any luck? Yeah.

Found a worker who saw
four men and a woman

leave here in a truck
about, uh, 15 minutes ago.

What kind of a truck?

All he remembers
is a sign on the side.

"Island Star" or something.

Okay, get out an APB right away.

They must be moving
Royce to a jump-off place.

Chin, you swing over
the Pali at Kaneohe.

We'll head toward Hanauma Bay.

You got it, Steve.

Central dispatch to Five-0.

Central dispatch to Five-0.

Five-0, go ahead.

APB confirmation.

Island Star bakery truck
moving north along Monsarrat.

Repeat. Island Star bakery truck

moving north along Monsarrat.

Okay. this is McGarrett.
Roger. I got it. Thank you.

Chin, Kono, did you hear that?

Got it, Steve.

You're closer, so tail the truck
and keep at a safe distance.

Keep us alerted. Over and out.

Well, things are looking up.

They did a good
job hiding that truck.

We almost went right by it.

Where are they?

Down there.

Easy. Let's go.

For your own
protection, Dr. Royce,

please do not be foolish.

We will get into the boat now.

Into the boat, Dr. Royce.

Theresa?

Do as he tells you.

Freeze. You're under arrest.

Drop it.

You forgot to invite me
to the party, McGarrett.

I didn't think it was necessary
with the tail you put on me.

She's dead.

I saw your inquiry of the
Department of Immigration

about the woman's letter.

She'd made an
initial application

for an American citizenship
under an assumed name.

Maybe she was in
love with Dr. Royce.

It wouldn't have
worked for her, of course.

Apparently, she was gonna
defect from Kreuter's operation.

I don't guess it's
important now.

It's important.