Three prostitutes, two dead, one critically injured,
all within a period of three weeks.
Must be a psycho, Steve.
Don't know whether they wanna pay or not.
- Afraid so. - No more bombs.
Something a little more, uh, subtle.
We pay.
We don't pay.
Look, I don't wanna end up shelling out for the rest of my life.
People are supposed to take vacations to Hawaii, not from.
- What do you want? - You.
[FRANK SPEAKS IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
FRANK: Come right over here, folks. Take a picture with nice Leilani.
Something to remember Hawaii by.
Yes, those nice cold nights back home.
You liked that, didn't you, sir? Good.
That's it. Okay, ready?
[CAMERA CLICKS]
Uh-huh, that's nice. Okay, uh-huh.
How about another one now? Good.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Come on in.
It's open.
Hi, I'm Jim.
Uh, Pete said...
- You know Pete. Uh... - Drink?
No thanks. I don't really have time.
Relax.
Make yourself comfortable.
[PHONE RINGING]
- Excuse me. - Sure.
Hello?
- Did you get my present yet? - What?
CALDWELL [OVER PHONE]: I left something there for you.
Who is this?
It's right there in the drawer.
ALISON: Who is this?
CALDWELL: Right in that drawer. You got it?
Yes, but l...
[LINE DISCONNECTS]
Pardon me, honey.
Someone just sent me a gift.
[SIRENS WAILING]
- What we got, Duke? DUKE: A bomb explosion.
Fourth floor. Two people hurt.
- Any warning? - No threats, just one explosion.
Cleared the building just in case.
Bomb squad's making a check.
JIM: I'm okay now.
I gotta go, I got an appointment. I just gotta go.
Word is she's a hooker, Danny. First-class.
Three in two weeks. Let's take a look.
It's a mess up there.
The third one?
One drowned, one bludgeoned to death and now this.
Chin, come in here, please.
Does this one give us anything to go on?
DANNY: No more than the first two, Steve.
Bomb was small, apparently planted.
Che Fong's working with the Bomb Squad.
The girl had a client with her.
- Have you questioned him? DUKE: Briefly.
Pretty shook up.
Three prostitutes, two dead, one critically injured,
all within a period of three weeks.
Must be a psycho, Steve.
CHIN HO: May not be routine,
but sounds pretty much like an H.P.D. Matter.
No, gentlemen, I don't think so.
Psychos follow a pattern, a characteristic M.O.
And here we got three different M.O.s.
Far too much method to this madness.
No, especially when there's another possible explanation.
- Extortion. - Yeah, you got it.
Perfect targets. They're not exactly law-abiding citizens.
Yeah, plenty of cash flow.
Independent call girls can make, what?
Maybe, uh, 200 a trick.
I've heard higher than that.
How did you know that, Duke?
Chin told me.
Big money when you multiply it by the number of girls on the street.
And where there's big money,
you can bet organized crime is involved.
Which means I wanna be involved.
Okay, Chin, get on your informers,
see if anybody is trying to muscle in on the uptown hooker trade.
Duke, girl's clients, stay in touch with Che Fong.
The makeup of that bomb may be our only lead.
Danno, feed the information on that bomb into the computer.
See what it coughs up.
We can't even tell the computer how the bomb was detonated.
Well, maybe the client can tell us that, or the girl.
She's still in shock. Doctors say she's lucky to be alive.
Yeah.
Maimed for life. Lucky, huh?
[PHONE RINGS]
Hello?
It's about those, uh, three coworkers of yours.
[OVER PHONE] You know, the ones that were found, uh, dead or worse.
That's a warning. Uh-huh, from me to you.
[OVER PHONE] You better get 3,000 of your hard-earned dollars together
in the next couple of days
or the same thing could happen to you.
You dig, baby?
CALDWELL [WHISPERING]: This is about
those three coworkers of yours.
You know, the ones who wound up dead or worse.
They're a warning from me to you.
You're supposed to get 3,000 of your hard-earned dollars together
[OVER PHONE] In the next couple a days
or what happened to them could happen to you.
Dig, baby?
Thank you.
- What's her name? - Joanie.
- Joanie, this is Mark. JOANIE: Hi, Mark.
Just got to the islands, didn't you?
Yeah, yeah. How can you tell?
You don't have a tan.
- Is that right? - Oh, yes.
- Cory, hi. - Char, we've gotta talk.
Uh, not here. Dee?
- Take over the desk, okay? - Sure.
- Hey, Cory. How are you doing? - Not bad, kiddo.
[SIGHS]
Yes?
Is she still running a temperature?
Then tell her she must stay in bed.
Tell her she can watch television
and be sure she gets her medicine at 2:00.
Debby's got a cold. I'm keeping her in bed.
Oh, I'm sorry.
I know why you're here.
It's about the phone call.
Yeah. Did you get one?
Yes.
I didn't tell them and I don't want them to know.
Still haven't quit with the mothering, have you, Char?
Never hurt you any when you were here.
- Well, what are we gonna do? - I don't know.
- Well, who have you talked to? - Everybody.
Everybody's gotten calls.
Everybody who ever turned a $200-trick.
For independents, it's 3,000.
For people like me, it's 2,000 a head.
Everybody's scared crazy.
The last girl,
he used a bomb.
I know.
We can't let him do this to us.
For God's sake, Cory.
We can't give in.
What the hell are we supposed to do?
You think the cops are gonna treat us like we raise pineapples or something?
They can't help us. Nobody's gonna help us.
We're not gonna pay.
He's gonna walk all over us.
Next time it's gonna be $5,000.
Pretty soon, we're gonna be worse off
than the streetwalkers pulling them in off of Hotel Street.
Cory, there's nothing we can do.
There's gotta be something we can do.
Call a meeting.
Call a meeting for Monday.
You can get word to everybody better than I can.
They've gotta understand what we're up against.
Monday at the Lava Terrace at 2.
You can have your say.
Fine.
Would think you'd have stopped trying to twist the world your way by now.
I expected you to mellow out once you left.
If I have to play this game, I'm gonna play by my rules.
That's never going to change.
There are other games, Cory.
[SCOFFS]
Oh, Char.
Do you really think guys out there
would let me be a lawyer or something?
Come on.
No matter where I started, I'd end up doing the same thing.
Whether I got paid or not.
You know that as well as I do.
Bye.
Do the taxpayers know you live like this, McGarrett?
McGARRETT: Oh, hi. - Hi.
Listen, this boat was paid for with hard dollars, after taxes,
and I can't even claim a deduction.
And I thought I had it good.
- Are you from Internal Revenue? - Ha, ha.
No.
And I don't plan to stow away.
I just wanna talk to you.
Okay, I'll be with you in a minute.
And then we can talk.
Okay, let's talk.
Your office would have been embarrassing for both of us.
It's about the three hookers.
Oh.
I see.
And all the time, I was hoping I had a new deckhand.
I guess now we play What's My Line?
Let's start with, uh, what's your name?
- Cory. - Just Cory?
Just Cory.
Okay, Cory. What can I do for you?
Girls in my racket don't get blown up for nothing.
Something's going on.
You wanna tell me what's going on?
Yeah, I'm gonna tell you everything.
Only in return, I want complete immunity from prosecution
for as long as I work Hawaii.
See not just girls, McGarrett.
Clients will probably go next.
Big clients.
Sit down, Cory.
No deal.
Doesn't matter what your line is, trade-outs aren't my style.
Besides, what can you tell me?
It's extortion, isn't it?
A shakedown?
The guy's asking for, what, um, 1,000 to 2,000 a girl?
Three thousand.
Three thousand for me and 2,000 a head in the houses.
Where is the drop-off point?
We don't know yet. We just got the calls yesterday.
What did he say?
He said I'd better start getting together $3,000
or I'm gonna end up like the other three.
What do you know about the other three?
The last one was a friend.
You see, nobody knows anything.
That's why I came to you.
What else can you tell me?
That's it.
And I'll bet you're really glad you didn't make that deal now, right?
It's what you'll be able to tell me after he calls again that's important.
Now, where can we get in touch?
No way, McGarrett.
My clients start smelling cops and pretty soon I begin to starve.
You've got to let us know about the drop-off point.
I can't take any more chances.
I'm as scared as everyone else, all right?
I hope you understand we're doing everything we can.
We need your help.
Aren't you gonna tell me how all this wouldn't be happening
if we were good little girls instead of call girls?
Yeah, I would tell you that,
but obviously you already know.
Thanks.
I'll be seeing you.
I hope.
[PHONE RINGS]
Hello?
CALDWELL [OVER PHONE]: Cory? - Yes.
Um, my name is Larson.
I'm in town for a convention.
[OVER PHONE] I was hoping maybe you could schedule me in.
Well, I don't believe we've met.
Yeah, well, uh, we haven't.
The guy at the hotel I'm staying at told me to call you.
Well, who is that?
Uh...
Wasura.
Uh, Pete Wasura?
[OVER PHONE] Hey, lady, listen, I'm straight. I mean...
I mean, this guy just told me I ought to give you a call.
I can ask him for another name.
No, no, that's all right. That's all right.
Um, why don't we just, uh, set a date, then?
Lt, uh, can't be today.
How about tomorrow, about noon?
Noon tomorrow.
Yeah, that will be fine.
Why don't you meet me in the lounge of the Lava Terrace?
The table all the way in the rear.
And, uh, we'll get acquainted over bloody marys, all right?
Sure, doll. I'll be there.
Bye.
Well, no need to wonder anymore about the three call girls who were hit.
I have it on good authority that it was indeed extortion,
to the tune of $3,000 a girl.
- And that's just for starters. - Yeah, undoubtedly.
Your authority say who gets that 3,000?
The girls have only gotten one phone call so far.
The kind really meant to shake them up.
No mention of a drop-off point yet.
Danno, got anything?
Zero on the computer.
If this guy's ever tried this before, he used another bag of tricks.
What about the bomb victim?
Still waiting the okay to talk to her.
And the client, Duke?
Not very helpful.
He was more concerned about his reputation than anything.
Said there was just an explosion.
Bomb could have been placed there any time.
He did remember that she had just gotten a phone call.
Duke, the girl made her living with phone calls.
Anything else?
Che's up to his knees in debris from that room,
trying to piece that detonator together.
- Nothing yet. CHIN HO: I may have something.
I picked up a name on the streets. Um, Matthew Pendelton.
I did some digging, found that he used to play ball with the big boys in Detroit.
Looks like he's come here to start his own game.
And guess what his favorite pitch is.
- Uh, protection money. - Ha, ha, right.
Danno, why don't you and Chin pay a visit on Mr. Pendelton.
Find out why he's honoring us with his presence.
Be a pleasure.
[PHONE RINGS]
McGarrett.
Yes.
Yes. Thank you.
Thank you.
That was the hospital, Duke.
The Moana girl, she's conscious.
Get over there right away.
Hey.
You must be Cory.
Mr. Larson?
- Cory. - Ha, ha.
Darling Cory.
Hey, I know why there's so many ugly girls walking around.
- Oh? - Because you got all the looks.
Ha, ha.
Uh, just bring us two more of whatever she's having there.
So, uh, what convention are you with?
- Uh, from Chicago. - Mm-hm.
Uh, auto parts distributorship. I own a couple of those.
- Really? - Yeah, two or three.
- Well, you have to be... - I was kind of afraid to call you.
Because what's been happening.
Oh? What's happening?
Well, two or three of you chicks
have bought the farm in the last couple a weeks.
I mean, I been reading about it.
I thought maybe you'd tell me what's happening here.
I'm afraid we're out of celery.
Oh, already?
Uh, I did give you two extra limes, though.
Yeah, that's fine, that's fine. That's okay, it's fine.
These are worthless without the celery.
No, so, uh... I mean, is it a?
It's a weirdo or what that's behind those murders?
Look, I don't know anything about...
It's protection money.
It's a shakedown, right?
There is nothing for you to worry about.
- Now, why don't we just... - I mean, why doesn't everybody pay?
I mean, you know, if that's it. I mean, you'd pay, wouldn't you?
Look, pal, you got it all wrong.
We don't pay anybody.
They pay us.
And I really have to go.
Oh, you're leaving?
Well, there's no celery.
Hey, we'll go somewhere else.
No, I have this appointment.
And, uh, I thought I could make it and still be with you.
But, uh, now I see I can't.
So I'll call you some other time.
All right, you do that.
- I'm gonna do that. I'm gonna call you. - All right, then.
WOMAN [OVER PA]: - Cole, Emergency Room.
Dr. Cole, Emergency Room.
Alison?
I'm Duke Lukela.
Five-0, state police?
We're trying to find out who did this.
What happened before the bomb went off?
He called me.
Somebody called you on the phone?
He left me a present.
It was in the drawer
so I took it out.
I was going to open it.
Who called you on the phone?
[WHIMPERING]
Alison?
This is Duke Lukela. Patch me through to Che Fong's lab.
- Lab. - Che, I just talked to the Moana girl.
That phone call she got just before the explosion,
looks like the caller planted the bomb.
If so, it could have been detonated from some kind of remote signal.
Could you pass that on to Steve?
Right away.
[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
McGarrett?
No, I'm Williams.
This is Officer Kelly.
Well, what can I, uh, do for you, gentlemen?
We have a few questions to ask you, Mr. Pendelton.
Please. It's Penny, nickname.
You pick that up in Detroit?
- I've earned a dossier already? DANNY: You better believe it.
What's it gonna be this time? Something new?
Numbers? Dope?
Or maybe the old standby?
Which is?
Extortion.
You, uh, trying to tell me that you got a problem?
Let's just say certain things have been happening.
And with an expert on extortion in our backyard,
we'd be stupid not to check him out, wouldn't we?
And you men are not stupid, are you?
All this sunshine here, gets pretty warm.
Coming from Detroit, you might find it can get real hot.
- Oh, yes. - One, that is. Hey, Joanie.
- Hi, Michelle. WOMAN 1: Hi.
Hi, Sharon
[WOMEN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
WOMAN 2: Cory.
Okay, we all know why we're here.
What do we do?
You make it sound as though we have a choice.
- We have a choice. - We pay.
We don't pay.
You wanna end up like Alison?
Look, I don't wanna end up shelling out for the rest of my life.
You're not gonna end up doing anything if you're dead.
I mean, we're only hookers.
What the hell does that mean?
It means you always wind up giving some dude a cut anyway.
Well, that's why we are where we are.
Yeah, look where we are.
What if we don't pay, Cory? How safe can we be?
He knows our names, our numbers. He must know references.
Well, we'll be extra careful.
PAM: Extra careful?
Kia gave the third degree to every man that came to her door
before she even let them in.
And look what happened to her.
Washed up on Sunset Beach with half the ocean in her.
We can't let this freak intimidate us. Now, come on and think.
We pay and we're puppets.
He'll never let go.
He gets tired and he'll sell his rights and somebody else will take over.
We give in and we pay from then on.
For keeps.
If I had my piano, I'd be playing "Stars and Stripes Forever."
- I'm with you, Cory. - All right, fine.
I'm not. She's gonna get somebody else killed.
WOMAN 1: That's right. PAM: That's what I think too.
Sit down, sit down.
There's nothing we can do now.
There's nothing we can do until we get another call.
And when we do, we're all gonna do the same thing.
JOANIE: And no cops.
I don't want that creep blowing me away
because somebody went to the cops.
PAM: It's probably one of them, anyways.
And I'm ready for a drink.
Coming, Cory?
This is our detonator, part of which is a radio receiver.
Pretty much like this one I bought.
Steve was right, huh?
Yeah, the bomb was triggered by a radio signal.
High frequency, very short range.
Had to be transmitted from no more than 100, 150 yards away.
Which means the phone call which made sure
the girl was next to the bomb had to be from the same distance.
So the extortionist could have called from inside the apartment building
or right outside.
Thanks, Che. Let's go.
You wanna know what's happening in Detroit?
Snow.
Twenty-three inches of that yuck.
[LAUGHS]
Oh, I'm gonna like it here.
Hey, uh, honey, why don't you go watch TV.
I, uh, had some visitors from Five-0 today.
Five-0?
Dropped by for a little game of cat-and-mouse.
Nothing to worry about.
Is there?
Well, you know, it looks like they're doing some thinking.
Don't know whether they wanna pay or not.
Afraid so.
No more bombs.
Something a little more, uh, subtle.
Subtle.
Yeah. Leave it to me.
WOMAN [ON TV]: You know about my cousin Edward, don't you?
MAN [ON TV]: The one who's in the hospital?
WOMAN [ON TV]: Yes, honey.
Only he's not in the kind of hospital you think he is.
I mean...
CHAR: Hello. - Hi.
CHAR: Looking for someone in particular?
No.
You've never been here before, have you?
Terry Kwan sent me over here.
Fill this out, please.
One hundred.
Thank you.
All right.
MAN [ON TV]: Now, now.
Don't start worrying about things before they happen.
That's a good way to drive yourself crazy.
WOMAN [ON TV]: It's just that everything is so beautiful now.
I just hate to think if anything happens...
That one.
Dee?
Dee, this is Bill.
Hi, Bill.
Let's go back where it's quiet.
Yeah, okay.
Right back this way.
It's nice and cozy back here.
- This where you work, huh? - Uh-huh.
Let me take your jacket.
[GASPS]
No, sweetheart, I want you to stay in bed.
I know you're better, but you still have a little temperature.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Now be a good girl and I'll see you a little later.
Char, nobody's seen Dee for over an hour.
And that guy she went in with, I swear, I never saw him leave.
Not out the front.
See, nobody answers.
Dee?
Dee.
Oh, my God.
[SIREN WAILING]
Where's the owner?
Charlene Jenkins.
Miss Jenkins? McGarrett, Five-0.
It was a sickie.
The kind that pays to beat up on a woman for an hour.
The kind lawyers bust their rears to keep out on the street.
Don't you take precautions to screen out the sickies?
He's got the card.
Chin, let me see that.
"Bill Jones"?
"Moana Hotel"?
Doesn't this sound a little phony to you?
Ninety percent of them do.
The card's just a formality.
He knew the right name. He had clean fingernails.
There wasn't time for a Rorschach.
What did he look like?
Short, heavyset, kind of moon-faced.
Is that it?
After ten years in the business, they all look alike.
Well, maybe you'll remember more when you take a look at the mug files.
I don't think so. There's nothing more to tell you.
Okay, then let's start with the phone calls.
Or haven't you gotten the second one yet?
I don't know what you're talking about.
Has he told you where to drop the money?
- Excuse me. - Miss Jenkins...
CHAR: Get a warrant.
CORY: Kind of late again, aren't you, McGarrett?
Course, I don't know what I really expected.
All the great Five-0 boils down to
is a bunch of cops and a lot of publicity.
We can't do much if you clam up on us, honey.
We need your cooperation.
So you can do what?
Bug our phones?
Stake out our apartments?
Let's face it, McGarrett.
Somebody drew a line and put us on one side
and you on the other.
And all you can do is
keep score.
[CORY SIGHS]
Hope you're enjoying the game.
Char?
I'm going to the bank tomorrow.
You can't.
After what happened to Dee, it will be very easy.
But not you. They'll all give in.
I'm not gonna fight it, Cory.
Please, don't.
Just leave, Cory. Get out.
CORY: But, Char, I...
Get out.
Time, gentlemen, time.
Time is what we don't have.
Now, those girls will get another phone call today and they'll pay.
And the calls they get in the future will be just a part of their way of life.
While that fat cat from Detroit sits around in the sun getting fatter.
What about the bomb?
We checked the occupants of the building.
Couldn't find anybody who looked like they'd connected with Pendelton.
Is there a phone booth just outside the building?
There's a pay phone on the beach about 100 yards down.
Yeah, but it was too late yesterday to check out foot traffic.
We're going back today the same time as the explosion.
Somebody might remember something.
Good. Keep me posted
Chin.
Your informers, lean on them.
See if anybody's talking about a drop-off point for money.
CHIN HO: Right.
He could've parked his car back there.
Phoned the girl, slid in this side,
flicked the switch wired to a battery then drove away.
All without calling attention to himself.
Duke.
Very good.
Those guys are not gonna like you back home.
You can pick them up tomorrow. Satisfaction guaranteed.
MAN: Thank you very much, sir. - Okay.
- Yes, can I help you? - Yeah.
Danno Williams, Duke Lukela. Hawaii Five-0.
I got every license they told me to get.
I'm sure you do.
- You here every day? - Have been for the past three weeks.
We're you shooting the day of the explosion
in that building three days ago?
Yeah. It's the best day I ever had.
Would it be possible for us
to see the pictures that day before the explosion
I don't have the prints, but I do have the color slides.
Here. These were before.
I keep them in order.
Yeah, this is the guy from Ohio.
This was just before.
Duke, take a look.
- Somebody at the phone booth. - Yeah.
Hey, you might be interested in these, being police persons and all.
Some black and whites I grabbed during the excitement.
Look at those faces.
You know, I'm really into faces.
They're nice.
Can we take this and these?
Sure.
- We'll get them back to you. - Okay.
Anybody asks, tell them you got them right here.
Frank's Fotos.
Your photographer was using high-speed film.
The grains and loss of resolution going from a transparency to a print
make this a little disappointing.
DANNY: You're not kidding.
I could ship it to a photo enhancer at another lab.
No, no, by that time, our boy would be on a plane
with a ticket to the Swiss Alps.
Danny, that shirt.
Yeah? I've seen a hundred like it.
No, no, no.
Here.
And that hair.
Yeah.
Yeah, it's the same guy.
Che, we'll need a print.
The guy in this one.
Anybody sick enough to set off a bomb in somebody's hand
would be just sick enough to hang around afterwards.
Darling Cory.
Thought maybe I'd find you in here.
I've been trying to get ahold of you all day.
You have?
Yeah. What, did you stop answering your phone?
I haven't been home.
Why don't you just pay?
I mean, you know,
I heard when another one of those girls got it last night.
It's extortion, right?
Maybe it is.
Maybe there's some macho freak out there
who thinks messing up women is a far-out way to make a living.
Maybe he thinks we're used to shelling out for protection.
Well, I don't shell out and I don't pay.
Boy, you got spirit.
You don't find them much like that anymore.
I wanna go back to your room with you
and just forget this whole thing, huh?
- I have an appointment. - You said that the last time.
I do. I'm booked.
Not anymore, you're not.
Let me out.
Come on. Ask me to go with you.
Please.
Please, what?
All right.
Let's go.
Harry, can you help me?
My car door is stuck and I can't seem to open it, huh?
Thanks.
DANNY: Steve.
We came up with a photo of a man at a pay phone
just outside the apartment building before the explosion.
- A photo? DANNY: Yeah,
thanks to a photographer named Frank.
Duke is on his way to H.P.D. With a copy to check the files.
I think we may have something.
I hope so, Danno. I hope so.
I have a feeling that right now that fat cat Pendelton
is finding Honolulu just a little too agreeable.
DANNY [OVER PHONE]: Yeah.
Let's get him.
Ah, the garbage man cometh.
Not bad looking trash, huh?
[PHONE RINGS]
- Yes. - Pendelton?
PENDELTON [OVER PHONE]: It's payday, Mr. Caldwell.
It's going beautifully.
No, no, it's not. We got a problem.
One of the dolphins is gonna be trouble.
One hooker can't possibly be trouble.
Well, this one's different.
Why let one of them bother you?
Just come on in and collect your little green coupons.
I gotta make this one pay.
No rough stuff, Caldwell.
There's always a price to pay for overindulgence.
I've got a score to settle.
Be very careful.
I will.
[LINE DISCONNECTS]
Steve, the guy in the phone booth,
his name is Keith Caldwell.
Has a record clear back to junior high.
Mostly assault charges.
Almost beat his former wife to death.
Did four years.
- I bet he was paroled. - Uh-huh.
Yeah, three months ago.
He's a local, pretty tight with syndicate muscle.
That's got to be him, Danno.
- Have you got an address on him? - Yeah, and it looks current.
Steve, H.P.D. Came through with the license number
and a description of Caldwell's car.
They've got an APB out on him.
Good, Duke. You stick with H.P.D.
Danno, order up a search warrant for Caldwell's place.
- I've got it waiting at the courthouse. - Then what are we waiting for?
Maleea, get me the district attorney's office, please.
Danny?
Look at this.
Girls' phone numbers and...
P.
What do you bet it stands for Pendelton?
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Yeah?
CALDWELL: It's just the manager. I wanna check the leak.
Well, just a minute.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Just a minute.
Darling Cory, ha-ha-ha.
Listen, I told you I had an appointment.
Hey, look at this.
Hey, I finally get a chance to see where you live, huh?
Look, I have an appoint...
How did you find me, anyway?
Well, hey, you know. Your friend, uh...
Your friend Wasura.
He knows my number, not where I live.
Well, I don't know then.
Maybe, you know... Maybe it was somebody else.
- Like who? - Come on.
Why don't you show me around here, huh?
What's this?
It's the bedroom?
Hey.
People are supposed to take vacations to Hawaii, not from.
[LAUGHS]
What do you want?
You.
Come on. Come on now, come on.
Come on, we don't wanna bother the neighbors, do we?
[CAR DOOR SLAMS SHUT]
[CORY SQUEALS]
Okay.
Now maybe you can be of some use after all.
Come on. Come on.
Car 166 to Central,
send me a backup unit at the Killowaya Apartments.
Notify Five-0.
CALDWELL: Open the door. Go on.
McGarrett to Central.
MAN [OVER RADIO]: Central. - Patch me through to Dan Williams.
DANNY [OVER RADIO]: Steve?
Danno, H.P.D. Has spotted Caldwell's car in the 1200 block of Killowaya.
You and Chin get there as fast as you can.
DANNY: Will do.
Okay.
Get that car out of there. Go on, get it out.
OFFICER: Come on. Give it up.
- No, you give it up. OFFICER: Okay, come on.
Go on.
Hey, what do you think, I got something to lose?
Get back.
Get it out there.
Get it out of there.
Caldwell.
You got the idea now?
You get too close, I'm gonna kill her.
Get in there. Go on.
Come on.
Sure was nice of you to oblige back there, sweetheart. Ha, ha.
But obliging's right up your alley, huh?
[SIREN WAILING]
They're gonna catch you.
Oh, no. They're not gonna catch me.
You know what's up ahead?
Cane fields, baby.
Ha, ha. I was born and raised in those cane fields.
Uh, nobody's gonna catch me, sugar.
Thanks to me.
Thanks to you.
You now and then those cane fields.
Nobody's gonna catch me.
Yes, they are, macho man.
Time to pay up.
[GUNFIRE]
Get out. Get out.
Hey, hey, listen, now. I wasn't alone in this.
- It wasn't just me, you know? - Turn around.
What if I tell you? What if I tell you who else?
You'd probably lose a friend named Pendelton.
Book him.
Cory.
Don't try to move, honey.
McGarrett?
Just lie there.
We've got an ambulance here. You're gonna be all right.
Maybe I'll get lucky and scar.
Nice big long ones.
No, no.
Don't worry.
Then I'll have to start all over.
[GASPING]
Make a hell of a secretary, won't I?
Yeah.
You'd make a great one.
What she did took a lot of guts.
Yeah.
From here on in, she's gonna need a hell of a lot more.
Let's go, Danno.