All language subtitles for Hawaii Five-O S04E11 A Matter of Mutual Concern

The kids found him.

Anything on him?

This.

Better than 3,000.

It's a miracle he
didn't get rolled.

"Francis J. McCoy,
Miami Beach, Florida."

Francis J.? Yeah, French McCoy.

One of Big Uncle's top men.

Well, that's what the ID says,
let's see if the face matches.

Kemo, have the
boys bring him in.

Yes, sir.

McGARRETT: French
McCoy doesn't take vacations.

When he travels, it's
strictly for business,

and his business is, uh,
looking over new territory

for Big Uncle to move into.

Only the territory around here

has already been
divided up. Yeah.

McGARRETT: I'd say
that was the message

somebody's trying to get
back to Big Uncle in Miami.

Murdered, set up
for everybody to see,

with his identification
and money on him.

"Private property, keep out."

Yeah, I wonder how Big
Uncle is gonna take this.

Yeah, that's French
McCoy, all right.

Stab wounds in the chest.

Too bad he can't tell us
who stuck the knife into him.

Maybe he has.

Come on, what's
the matter with you?

McGarrett wants
to talk to you, Tasi.

Frisk him, Chin.

Uh-uh.

I know my rights.

And one of them
is not to be felt

by this fat-handed Oriental.

Tasi, haven't you heard?

All men are brothers.

Okay, brother, up
against the wall.

He's clean.

Not any longer.

Oh, it's against the law
now to play pool, is it?

No, only to, uh, stick
knives in French McCoy.

Let's go.

In case you hadn't noticed,
one of you sank the cue ball.

Lai Po speaking.

Yes.

One moment.

Uncle?

This is Li Wing speaking.

This is very disturbing.

Yet I am in your debt for
letting me know so promptly.

Goodbye.

The idiot. What was
the good of last night?

We could have
been at the movies.

Now what do we do?

Yes, yes, right away.

Take a lesson from me, kids.

You start doing
business with idiots,

you end up with a
business run by idiots.

Well, ain't that a gas.

Hey, I wonder how
McGarrett nailed him.

Get the picture, Tasi?

No little finger.

When strangers talk to me,

they call me "Tanuvasa."

In your language,
it means chief.

But we're not strangers, Tasi.

And that is an old
Samoan custom, isn't it?

When a messenger
arrives from a rival chief

and the news he brings
isn't what you wanna hear,

you kill him, cut
off his little finger,

and send it back to the
rival chief as a warning.

Where's McCoy's little pinkie?

In an airmail envelope on
the way to Big Uncle in Miami?

I do not practice the
superstitions of my ancestors,

McGarrett.

I did not kill that man.

Also, I have lawyers,

and now I would
like to call them.

Here.

You have lawyers?

Big Uncle has soldiers,

he winds them up, points
them, says kill and they kill.

What good are lawyers
gonna be to a dead man?

How many soldiers
does he have, McGarrett?

Hm?

As many as I have
cousins and brothers?

Are you going to
arrest me, McGarrett?!

Not a chance.

I'm not gonna do you any favors.

Oh, to arrest me
would be a favor?

That's right.

In jail you're safe, out on
the street you'd never know

when one of Big Uncle's
infantry's gonna pick you off.

Now, when that finger
gets back to Miami,

you're a marked man,
Tasi. Think about it.

Okay, chief, you can go.

Oh, uh,

in order to aid the man that
you will send to follow me,

I'll go at once to
my bowling alley.

I'll not go visit
that stupid Jap

or that, uh, powdery Chinaman,

or the gook slob.

Wait a minute.

This is Hawaii, U.S.A.

It's time for your
English lesson.

Repeat slowly after me:

Japanese, Chinese, Korean.

Oh, you know what you can do

with your English
lesson, McGarrett.

Everybody count your fillings.

Are those lizard shoes he
wears or does he go barefooted?

Hm.

So it's a declaration of war.

You heard him.

Does Big Uncle
have more soldiers

than he has
brothers and cousins?

Well, they're not
gonna turn this island

into their battlefield.

Chin, what do you
hear from the lab?

Well, they're still trying
to place the time of death.

Check the alibis of, uh,

Li Wing, and Afuso, Kim Lo Lang,

and our friend with the
lizard's feet for that time.

Okay.

Danno, pack a bag.
You're going to Miami.

Check in with Chief
Mahoney down there.

Find out anything you
can about Big Uncle.

And I'm particularly
interested to know

what his reaction
is when he finds out

his number one boy is wiped out.

Right, Steve.

Come on, Kono.

We're gonna pay a visit.

To whom?

The, uh, "powdery Chinaman."

Tell Li Wing McGarrett's here.

And lock up those dogs.

If they bite me they're
gonna get rabies.

You know, of course,
my nephew Lai Po?

I know all of your
nephews, Li Wing.

Did you know that French
McCoy was in town?

I did not.

Do you know who he is?

Of course.

But I was not aware
he was here in Honolulu.

Did you know he
had been murdered?

Not knowing he was here,

how would I know he
had been murdered?

Then you didn't see him
while he was in town?

As I was unaware
of his presence here,

how could I have seen him?

Did you know that
French McCoy...?

He doesn't know anything.

He just told you
that four times.

Is there a prize for five
times, Mr. McGarrett?

If not, get off his back.

I must apologize for
my nephew's outburst.

I am sure that he himself
is now full of remorse

at his unseemly behavior.

Yeah, I'm sure he is.

French McCoy's
little finger was cut off.

That is obscene.

Would you know anyone
who'd do anything like that?

Mr. McGarrett, how would
I, a man of many years,

living in modest
retirement, know any...?

Let me lay it out
for you, Li Wing.

You know better than
I do that all the dope,

prostitution,
extortion, gambling,

and refugee smuggling
in these islands

is controlled by four families.

Yours, Afuso's, Kim
Lo Lang's and Tasi's.

Now, you've divided the
territory into four parts,

and so long as
each of you remain

on his side of the street,
there's a truce between you.

That is only a conjecture I
must be permitted to deny.

You can deny anything you wish.

You can also deny that you've
made such a good thing about it

that Big Uncle wants
a piece of the action.

Maybe all of it.

So he sent French McCoy
down here to case the place,

and one of you four
stuck a knife in him,

and set him up for a lighthouse.

A lighthouse that Big
Uncle would see all the way

back to Miami.

Now,

one of you is a fool.

Because whoever
stuck a knife in him

declared war on the boss
of bosses on the mainland.

And in a war between Big
Uncle and you four bush leaguers,

who do you think is
gonna get wiped out, huh?

So if you and your
associates, and all your family

don't wanna end up dead,

maybe who'd better tell
me who hit French McCoy.

See you.

You too, nephew.

Was my outburst unwise, Uncle?

It was exquisitely timed.

McGarrett's questions
were becoming difficult

not to answer.

The young Samoan worries me.

He has not been arrested,

yet McGarrett seems
to think that it was he

who committed the murder.

And it was he who,
at yesterday's meeting,

insisted that McCoy be killed.

We must meet again.

Immediately.

You will present my
most solicitous greetings

to our three unfriendly allies,

and tell them that I
expect them here at once

to discuss a matter of
grave mutual concern.

Hey, second banana,
anybody here yet?

Afuso.

What's the matter, Afuso?

You afraid somebody
gonna heist your car?

Listen, you.

I've gotta talk to
you at the meeting,

then I'll talk to you.

But you wanna be
social with me, forget it.

Social?

Why, I bet you even
put water in your sake.

Gentleman, my uncle
sends his compliments,

and wonders if you'll join him
and Tanuvasa in the library?

Isn't that what
we've come here for?

Then let's get
it over with fast.

I'm in the middle of inventory.

Gentlemen,

I do not wish to force
my hospitality on you

for one instant beyond
your requirements of it.

If any of you wish to
partake of some refreshment?

Look, can we just cut it out?

I'm in the middle of inventory.

We're supposed to be
talking about this McCoy, right,

and who killed him?

Well, let's talk about it.

McGarrett pulled you in.

How come you're out so fast?

I told him I didn't do it.

So how come he nailed
you in the first place?

Well, I guess it was my turn.

There was also a clue

of a substantive nature.

What's that mean in American?

The body had been mutilated.

Mutilated?

Ugh, that's terrible.

The mutilation referred to

was the amputation
of a little finger.

A custom, I understand,

that is not unknown
among certain Samoans.

Hey, hey, hey.

What did you do?

Make a deal with McGarrett
to pin the murder on me?

I do not make deals
with policemen.

Without accusing you of
anything, my young friend,

it is nevertheless true
that when we learned

of McCoy's presence here,
it was you who very strongly

and volubly urged
that he be murdered.

Whoa. Well, then when
you all started shaking

like little girls
going skinny-dipping

for the first time,
I said "all right."

We'll just talk to him.

We won't touch him.

Which was agreed
to, by all of us.

Including you.

And kept by me.

Now, Tanuvasa doesn't, uh,

dirty his mouth lying

to cruds and foreigners.

I didn't kill this man.

But when I find the one who did,

and then insulted my ancestors

by imitating a noble
custom... So yeah.

There's the one I'll kill.

My apologies.

Tanuvasa Tasi is leaving.

Please see him
safely through the gate.

Thank you.

He did it, that punk.

Now we're all up the creek.

Twenty-four hours from now,

we'll be street-fighting
with Big Uncle's soldiers.

And I'm in the
middle of inventory.

You have precisely outlined
the danger we all face.

Unless we can
demonstrate to Big Uncle

that we were as appalled
at this act as he must be,

he will naturally conclude that
we were a part of the murder.

What if we send word that it
was the Samoan that did it?

Big Uncle sends his
soldiers to wipe out Tasi,

and we're in the clear.

And Big Uncle is left in control
of the Samoan's operation.

It would be most
unwise to permit him

so convenient a foothold here.

No.

No, there is only one way

to handle this matter.

Well, what is it, then?

Hey, sukiyaki.

He's saying we take
care of Tasi ourselves.

Great. Then we end
up fighting Tasi's family.

How are we better off?

Tasi murdered his own
cousin to become chief.

His whole family
fears and detests him.

I do not foresee more
than a token protest

at his removal.

And with that removal, we
will demonstrate to Big Uncle

our disapproval
for McCoy's death.

Also suggesting
that we neither need

nor would welcome Big
Uncle here in the islands.

Okay.

Who makes the hit?

You got a volunteer.

You are most kind.

I am sure, my young friend,

the day will come when
the name of Kim Lo Lang

will be spoken of with awe.

But at this moment,
youthful exuberance

must give way to
sober experience.

The execution of Tasi

is no ordinary execution.

Only one chance is permitted,

and there must not be a
moment for miscalculation.

We must look to someone
a little more thoughtful

at this particular instance.

Who have you got in mind?

Someone who in all the
years I have known him

has never made
an impetuous move.

What have you got, Chin?

French McCoy,

got in yesterday afternoon
on 8:30 out of L.A.

He had reservation,
um, at the Surf's Inn,

wired from Miami the day before.

For how long?

Three days.

Three days?

Yeah, three days
isn't a vacation.

Three days a fishing trip.

McGarrett.

Yeah, Danno?

Yeah.

W... Can you hear me?

We got a bad connection, Danno.

Speak louder, will you?

When did he leave Miami?

What...? What time is the flight
from L.A., Danno? Do you know?

No, no, stay there.
Keep digging.

Well, next to nothing
is about twice as much

as we've come up with.

Yeah.

Take it easy, Danno. Aloha.

Jake Hirsh is on his way.

Big Uncle's top gun?

Yeah. He's due here
at 3:30 this afternoon.

Pick Tasi up.

On what charge?

Suspicion of murder.

The only way we're
gonna prevent a gang war

is to have Tasi
locked up and safe.

During the time it takes
us to get to the airport,

turn Jake around, and head
him back to the mainland.

Why should I come to
your warehouse, Afuso?

It smells.

Then holds your
nose while you're here.

I've got something
to say to you.

And you only need
your ears for that.

What can you say to me?

I could tell you who's trying
to pin McCoy's murder on you.

Hey, why you do me this favor?

It's no favor.

He frames you for
something today,

he could frame me for
something tomorrow.

I don't like that kind of work.

It's no good
business for anybody.

But you take care of him,

and you're helping yourself
and all the rest of us.

When shall I come to
your warehouse, Afuso?

Well, I'm doing inventory now.

And then I've got to go across
town to meet some retailers.

After business hours.

Say 6:00.

The gates will be open.

I'll be there. At 6.

Whew.

So you've been telling
me the truth, huh?

I only tell lies when it's a
good long-term investment.

Gets tricky.

You got too many things to
remember when you tell lies.

You're not completely the
idiot I always thought you were.

But what doesn't figure yet
is, uh, why you warned me.

Maybe it's time some of us
who ain't a hundred years old

started thinking about retiring
a few of the granddaddies.

Maybe that retirement
should begin this afternoon,

with the head of
the Afuso family.

Right on, Tanuvasey.

Tanuvasa.

We got 15 minutes.

I know him. He won't be late.

You two go home.

You know what to
say if the cops come.

We know.

McGarrett.

McGarrett,

if you want a
bargain in dead beef.

What did you say?

I said: if you want a
bargain in dead beef,

get to Pier 25 in 15 minutes.

Pier 25?

J. Afuso and Sons.

I was early.

McGARRETT: Out.

The speedometer goes to 120,

I couldn't get it past 90.

Tell Ralph Nader. Out.

Put your hands behind your head.

Who was on the other
end of this finger, Tasi?

You might have known him.

Uh, big Japanese warrior.

Might have known him?

He's, uh, in there dead.

You killed him?

Self-defense.

He tried to gun me down.

Go see for yourself, cop.

McGARRETT: Check it
out, Kono. Then book him.

Murder one.

I'm on my way to the airport.

Tell Chin to meet me there.

Jake Hirsh?

You're McGarrett.

Yeah, we got mug
photos of you at home.

What are you doing on
the islands, Mr. Hirsh?

Chasing a little sun.

And you're getting on
the next plane out of here.

You're telling me I
can't stay in Honolulu?

That's right, pal. Only in jail.

Well, you're violating
my first amendment.

You got nothing on me.

How about illegal
possession of firearms?

Where am I illegally
possessing them?

Open it.

That's unreasonable
search and seizure.

Heh-heh. He's
memorized the Constitution.

We're not searching
it, we're not seizing it.

Open it.

Very interesting.

That? That's for protection.

I've been told it's not
safe on the streets at night

around here.

You'll never find
out, my friend.

Next plane out.

Chin, take Mr. Hirsh
to the ticket counter.

I've got a round trip.

You think I was gonna
spend the rest of my life here?

French McCoy did.

Chin, get him a seat
on the next plane,

sit with him till he leaves,
and watch it take off.

Right, Steve.

Aloha, Mr. Hirsh.

Aloha to you, pal.

And ram it.

McGARRETT: Only one thing:

Somebody is trying to
run Five-0 up a palm tree.

Come on home, Danno. Thanks.

Jenny?

Get me the airport
and page Chin.

He's on the 5:15, Steve.

It's just taking off.

Well, why the 5:15?
There was a plane out at 4.

He already had a reservation
booked on the 5:15.

He came in at 3:30,

and he had a
reservation out on a 5:15?

Come on in. Come on in, Chin.

Kono,

go get Li Wing and Kim Lo Lang.

I want them here in
this office right away.

What are you gonna do, boss?

I'm gonna tell both of them

something one of
them already knows.

McGARRETT: Okay, this is
what I'm gonna tell you both

but it's only gonna
be news to one of you.

Don't bother to deny it.

I just got a phone
call from Miami,

and these are the
facts, gentlemen.

Either you, Li Wing,
or you, Lo Lang,

aren't satisfied with your 25
percent of the action down here.

One of you has gotten
greedy and wants it all.

And whichever one of you it
is, you're halfway there, right?

You've already gotten
Tasi's and Afuso's piece,

now you're ready to
muscle in on each other.

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

And I must sadly
confess, neither do I.

Hm.

One of you took a
contract from Big Uncle

to hit French McCoy

when Big Uncle
sent him over here.

One of you killed him,
set him up in the water,

cut his finger off to make it
look as though Tasi had done it,

and the next move
one of you made

was to get Tasi to
take care of Afuso.

And make sure that I
was there, to nail him.

Very clever.

Any questions?

Yeah. Can I get back
to my yacht shop?

I hate to miss out on a big sale

sitting here
listening to this bull.

Yeah, you can go
back to your store.

And you can go
back to your fortress.

But don't forget
this, gentlemen:

whichever of you took
care of Tasi and Afuso,

the next move is against
the one who didn't.

So keep looking
over your shoulder.

If you have any evidence
my uncle committed murders,

you have to charge him.

And if you don't, you'll
have to let him go.

No, I don't, sonny.

I don't have to
do anything at all.

All I have to do is wait
for your uncle to kill him,

or for him to kill your uncle.

Then just pick up
the one that's left,

and thank him for
supporting his local police.

Okay, gentlemen, goodbye,

and I do mean
goodbye to one of you.

You know, Chin,

we've been nibbling away at
these four families for years.

Putting an uncle away
here, a brother there,

closing down a brothel,

sending up a few nephews,

but always nibbling, nibbling.

Never getting a clear shot
at the heads of families.

Well,

maybe this is our chance.

If we've got the patience to play
the same cat and mouse game

with them that they've
been playing with each other

for years, maybe, just maybe,

we can clear them
out once and for all.

Yeah, maybe we can.

What do we do?

We wait.

How'd you get him in
here, in a helicopter?

Tell each other some
jokes for a while, okay?

Pretty good seats.

What do you got, season tickets?

It seemed a salubrious
place for a quiet talk.

Yeah, sure.

Okay, Grandpa.

What's this quiet little
talk gonna be about?

May I begin by asserting
that I am not the individual

who is seeking to encroach upon
the holdings of his associates?

I covet no additional territory.

You saying it's me, Dad?

I am no longer a young man.

Well, you could have fooled me.

But the years have
not been unkind to me.

I have prospered in
my various enterprises,

and the well from
which I draw my water

for so long is far from dry.

Correct me if I'm wrong, Dad,

but you're getting
ready to say something.

I am offering all my holdings
in the Hawaiian Islands,

for a suitable price.

Oh, you're gonna take
the money and run, huh?

No.

My grandchildren live in Taiwan.

It has long been
my wish to visit them.

I think this would be a
propitious opportunity.

Well...

How much you asking?

A million dollars.

Got a match?

You're a nut, you know that?

A million dollars.

It was merely an
exploratory figure

to gauge your reaction.

Perhaps a half
a million dollars?

I'm sorry, I have no matches.

A man don't have a match,

and he's asking for
half a million dollars.

You know, you're
not just getting old,

you're getting senile.

My requirements
are not extravagant.

A quarter of a million dollars,
and my property becomes yours.

Sixteenth of a million?

A thirty-second?

You know something,
Dad, you're beautiful.

You shouldn't be up here in
the cheap seats doing your act.

You should be on the stage.

I see.

Well then, I make
you my final offer.

For everything I have
operated for a considerable profit

these past many, many years,

will you give me half a dollar?

I wouldn't pay you half a cent.

Your answer was not unexpected.

Good day.

It's 11:30.

I'll take over.

Go to bed, cousin. Good night.

Good night.

All the current is on,
uncle. Everything is secured.

Thank you, my nephew.

I think I may safely
go to my bed now,

free from the fears of
nocturnal incursions.

Good night, Lai Po.

Good night, uncle.

He's gone to bed.

Go through the billiard
room to the front hall.

Upstairs to the second floor.

Third door on the right.

The light switch is
just inside on the left.

His bed is across the
room, under the windows.

Got it.

I never figured you, kid.

I dig the side that wins.

That's my side every time.

It's the only side, kid.

Third door, huh?

On the right.

See you.

Who is it?

You disappoint me.

Well, that busts me
all up, no kidding.

I took you to be cleverer.

Yeah. Well, I'm clever enough
not to get caught lying in bed.

I brought you something.

A present.

Compliments of Big Uncle.

I take it,

this object was once
attached to French McCoy.

You got it, Dad.

Whom you killed?

Oh, no. No, no. Who you killed.

Get it?

There's the proof.

When McGarrett
finds you in the morning

with a slug in your skull

and French McCoy's
pinkie pointing at you,

that blows his whole dumb
theory about taking over the island.

Hm?

That little finger
says you hit McCoy,

and one of Big Uncle's soldiers
sneaked over and hit you.

Very ingenious.

And so you undertook
the execution of McCoy

for Big Uncle.

In return for
what, if I may ask?

Hands off the
islands, that's what.

I'm out to get
it all. I told him.

If he'd like me to
take care of McCoy,

he'd better let me have it all.

And you expect him to
abide by that bargain?

Big Uncle?

Well, I've got it
all, don't I, Dad?

Afuso's dead, Tasi's
in jail for killing him,

and in a couple of seconds
you're gonna be totaled too.

Which leaves me
with the whole luau.

You know, I don't
understand you.

When we walked out
of McGarrett's office,

you knew it was me.

And when you left that stadium,

you knew I wouldn't make a deal.

Now, you had, uh, six
hours to make a move.

Well, why didn't
you do something?

McGARRETT: He did.

Steve?

Okay, Kono. Here.

Are you all right, uncle?

Yes, I'm all right, my nephew.

You lousy chink.

I thought you didn't
make deals with cops.

I did it with the
greatest reluctance.

Since you refused to
make a deal with me,

I had no other choice.

My part of the bargain:

one-way plane
ticket, Taiwan, coach.

Be on it.