Jerry Turner.
Turner, Alvin Jones.
Yeah, what can I do for you?
Airbill B49137.
Yeah, taken care of.
Do you have a pencil?
Right on.
Airbil! L29311, jewelry.
Incoming Melbourne, Flight 12.
It's on the line now.
Get busy. Divert Ramp 3.
No problem.
Airport security, message center.
Officer 11 reporting in.
Five-forty a.m. Message for Arnold Cook.
Yes?
Line moving.
I'll give him the details tomorrow.
I gave Jerry his first job. He said he'd never make it to 40.
All right, Arnold, let's have it.
What makes you so sure it wasn't an accident?
Jerry was working undercover.
- On what? - The air-cargo ring.
You told me that was a nickels-and-dimes operation.
It was big. Big. It got bigger than you know.
Why didn't you yell cop?
I wanted to, but the front office said it would kill business.
Kono, I want a full postmortem on Jerry.
So you think it was murder?
First fatality at this airport in ten years and it's my undercover man.
- Could've been a coincidence. - No.
Sure it happened while he was doing a job for the ring,
but I say he was fingered.
Who in the ring gave Jerry his orders?
Voice at the other end of the phone.
He got anywhere from 2 to $500
for every shipment he pulled off the line.
- Who recruited him? - Another voice on another phone.
But how did they know Jerry would cooperate?
Well, we set Jerry up as a cargo handler
with a hidden prison record and a string of gambling debts.
And they bought it? Well, why shouldn't they?
If he opened his mouth, they had him.
But Jerry had to have someone in the ring to contact.
What if something went wrong?
Well, they gave him a number: Apili 79247.
Chin.
Apili 79247. Check it out.
- Got it. - Save your energy.
- They change the number all the time. - Trace it anyway.
Somebody's gotta tell Jerry's wife.
- What's her name? Mary? - They were divorced.
- It's still gonna be rough. - I'll take care of it.
Oh, one other thing.
Ask Danno to check the contents of Jerry's locker,
trace his last movements, who he talked to, where he went and so forth.
- I'd like to see the cargo crew. - Okay. I'll get them.
Mr. McGarrett.
I'm Eric Ling, cargo systems engineer.
I came over as soon as Arnold called. He thinks it's homicide.
I can't believe it.
Why not, Mr. Ling?
Mr. McGarrett, why kill a man with a 2-ton crate
when a common letter opener would do?
No, it wouldn't.
Not when you're trying to make a murder
look like an industrial accident.
Steve?
This the entire crew?
This is John Malcolm, the outside-crew chief.
John, how are you?
Where were you and your crew when Jerry Turner was killed?
Any of half a dozen places: ramps, conveyor belts,
planes up and down the line there.
Then no one was left in the immediate area?
Nobody. All hell broke loose on a rush job out there.
So anyone could have dumped that load on Jerry?
Or no one.
Look, do we have to assume it's murder?
We're not assuming anything, Mr. Ling.
How do you think it happened, John?
Who knows? When we got pressed,
somebody could've left the cargo way up on the hoist,
maybe even Turner himself.
Maybe it slipped off.
Gentlemen, if this was an accident, there'll be no trouble for anybody.
But we need your help, please.
Did anyone leave that load up on the hoist?
Now, think back. Did anyone see it up there?
All right, thank you. That's all for now.
Let Mr. Cook know where you'll be. We may wanna talk with you later.
- You see, Mr. McGarrett-- - I don't see anything, Mr. Ling.
You're an engineer, suppose you tell me how it slipped.
Force of gravity?
I have no way of knowing.
It's only a piece of mechanical equipment.
Accidents happen. A load can slip.
At the split second an undercover man is under it?
Hardly.
You n pick up Airbill 4181, 4181, at will-call.
Our cargo flights to Taiwan are filled to capacity.
First open departure, 11 a.m. tomorrow.
So, yes.
The leather shipment, incoming Sydney,
will be trucked directly to your warehouse.
Our files show customer refused consignment,
so cargo returned to shipper.
Anita Putnam, Cargo Status.
Anita, it's Alvin Jones. Do you have a pencil?
Yes.
The new number is Kawena 20699.
Kawena 20699.
That's correct Let's hear from you soon.
Not murder, Hal. Count me out.
I never bargained for murder.
Eric, stop wringing your hands.
What ever became of our inscrutable Oriental?
Yeah, keep up that gallow humor of yours.
Hal, what's the matter with you?
Who did it for you, huh?
Malcolm?
It was an accident, Eric. A tragic accident.
Accident?
Who do you think will buy that self-propelled-crate idea of yours?
McGarrett saw through it in less than five milliseconds.
There were no witnesses.
Let him prove it beyond a reasonable doubt.
That's a murder rap you're talking about, Hal.
Listen, we've got a smooth, highly, highly efficient,
highly profitable organization fight here.
How could you be so stupid?
Eric, you're new at this.
Sometimes killing is necessary.
Oh, no. Not me, Hal.
Not me. I'm splitting.
I advise you to do the same thing.
To go where and do what?
I do not intend to live the rest of my life on the run.
But you don't have to.
I know where to go.
Besides, we've already skimmed off the cream, huh?
- Why be Greedy? - Greedy?
Do you know what I've done for this company?
Cargo profits are up 28 million.
In gratitude, they threw me a few extra nickels.
Hal, we're on a collision course with McGarrett.
All he's got is a dead body.
Why run? We're built to take a squall.
You're copping out on your own systems engineering.
But it wasn't programmed for murder.
Listen, I meant what I said.
I want out, right now.
That was part of our deal. Do you understand?
You're panicking, Eric.
All right, all right, you're free as a bird.
Only do me a favor.
Invent a dying relative or something.
Cover me when you walk.
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm walking.
But I think- I think you're making a big mistake, Hal.
Anita Putnam, Cargo Status.
This is Oahu Hospital. We're expecting a shipment of glucagon.
- Has it arrived yet? - Airbill number?
8114339. Due yesterday.
Just a moment, please.
Hello? I'm terribly sorry. We have no record of arrival.
Would you check on it for us?
It's a new drug. We need it in a hurry.
I'll send a tracer.
Kawena 20699.
Your cell is being answered electronically.
When the tone sounds, you will have 60 seconds to record your message.
Speak slowly and clearly.
This is Anita.
Arrival Flight 4, pharmaceutical.
Glucagon.
Airbifl Number 8114339.
Insured for $130,000.
Visitors are taxing. Even husbands.
I love you, Joanna.
Jerry's notebook.
Hope the lab n make something of that.
Come in.
- Arnold. You look beat. - I am.
Here's that personnel file you were after.
Who's who in Air Cargo from director to janitor.
Good. Kono, this is your bible.
Put together a boiler room with H.P.D.
Everybody on this list gets a thorough going-over.
What are we looking for?
Who's in debt, whose wife is sick,
who's losing his shirt gambling, who's stashing a chick, the usual.
Boy, that's some fishing expedition.
Those bloodsuckers who run that cargo ring
find out who's vulnerable and uses them.
We're going down the same rat holes.
- Who's gonna sign for this package? - I will.
Received, one corpse.
Cheaper by the dozen, Arnold.
Chalk up another murder for the ring.
How'd they get to him?
Garroting.
Japanese pathologist says
the murder weapon was packing-case wire.
He died about eight hours before he turned up in Tokyo.
It's about the flight time from here.
They must've been hard put to get rid of the body fast.
They just killed him and shoved him in the container.
Yeah, but they still took time to cover themselves.
False ID, false passport.
If the Tokyo Police hadn't checked with Interpol,
we'd still be looking for him.
Aloha, brudda.
We have special today on lop chong.
No, no, no. Not today.
I'm here on business.
Chin Ho Kelly, Five-0.
My herbs are pure.
I give no prescription, just for general health.
Don't worry, I'm not here to make an arrest.
Just tell me where I n find this number.
It's upstairs. I'll show you.
What happened to the people? The place is empty.
No wonder the phone stops ringing. I used to hear it night and day.
They've never given me notice.
You rented them the room?
Good tenants. Paid two months in advance.
They were never there.
Who answers the phone?
You sound as though you just came off the boat.
In America, the phone answers itself,
makes beeping noises and plays back.
- Who me to see the room? - Nobody.
A man saw the sign "for rent," he telephoned me,
needed a place cheap to get his mail and messages
and to hang his hat.
I say okay. He send me a check.
- Would you still have his check? - Yes.
Arnold and I talked to everybody who went near that Tokyo flight.
Nothing. They must all be deaf, dumb or blind.
Ling's murder was an inside job, no doubt about it.
But why kill a systems engineer?
You mean, why kill this one?
We don't know anything about Ling yet.
Okay, Kono, what has your boiler room come up with?
Four alcoholics, three adulterers and one ex-bookie.
But we can't tie any of them to the cargo ring.
I have a feeling we're really breathing down their necks now.
Let's go.
What's that all about?
Blowups of Turner's notebook.
The blood made the ink run,
but the lab was able to filter out the stain
on the few pages remaining intact.
Those numbers mean anything to you, Arnold?
Yeah, it's all routine freight information.
Jerry was memorizing it to pass as a handler.
Anita Putnam. Who is she?
Anybody know her?
All right, Kono, that's one for you.
Yes, I'll hold.
Yes, Dr. Fowler?
Paula Thomas again, Oahu Hospital.
What about that glucagon shipment?
No, it has not arrived.
I've checked Air Cargo I don't know how many times.
We have to have an emergency shipment
as soon as humanly possible.
Two days?
All right, do the best you can.
We have a patient in cardiac shock right now.
Thank you.
They're running up a special batch. It'll be here day after tomorrow.
Miss Thomas, I'm in import-export myself.
I ship every day of the week.
This is inexcusable.
Who kept airport security from coming to us for help'?
I take full responsibility.
You do?
Mr. Williams, you surprise me.
What do you think I'm here for?
I'm not in air freight, I'm in the charm business.
I massage and caress customers till they purr.
I send the wives on island junkets and I get girls for the daddies.
Your company was being robbed. Why didn't you come to us?
Come now, Mr. Williams, after wooing the world's largest concerns,
tripling our tonnage,
did you expect me to scare everyone off with a crime wave?
What were you going to do? Massage it out of existence?
Just keep it in the family.
Did you hire Eric Ling?
I rubber-stamped it.
The company's slide-rule boys picked him.
- Who were his friends? - I never met any of them.
Who did he work with?
The whole airport. He was our troubleshooter.
Did he have any friends in particular'?
Not that I noticed.
I'm sorry I can't be more helpful.
So am I.
It's a search warrant, Mrs. Kahama.
And it gives us the right to look through Mr. Ling's house.
Yes, I understand.
- Now, on the day he disappeared- - Thursday.
Yes, Thursday.
Did he come home from work?
No.
Last few times you saw him, did he seem nervous or upset?
- I don't know. - Steve.
Look at this.
What is one systems engineer doing with three safety-deposit boxes?
- Where's your manager? - I'm afraid he's still out.
Well, I've been here for an hour.
Grayson. Remember the name?
If you'd tell me what it's about, Mr. Grayson-
It's about a missing shipment of glucagon.
And negligence. Criminal negligence.
My wife is dying because of it. That's what it's about.
Operator, this is an emergency.
Get me Hawaii Five-0.
What's the airbill number?
Yes. Yes, Mr. Grayson, it is possible it was stolen.
Well, if it was, we'll make sure the replacement gets there safely.
Yes, we'll have a man there.
You have my word. You're welcome.
Thank you for letting us-- Yes, thank you for telling us.
Chin, be at the airport tomorrow.
A woman's life depends on this shipment.
I'll be there.
What's the count?
Oh, very nice nest egg.
Two hundred eighty thousand.
The richest man in the cemetery, huh?
How many of those have we had through the years, huh?
Translation:
if greed were a fever, all the world would be ill.
Speak for yourself, Chin.
Okay, Danno, let's go.
Check these signatures against the Photostat of the rent check.
The loops of the E.
And the L.
Formation of the R.
The W.
All four guys are Ling, no question.
Yeah. And he's dead.
Well, that's it.
Will she be back?
Have her phone Officer Kekaula, Eddie.
What do you mean by a lot of money?
Yes. Yes, I see.
She disappears on weekends.
Keno, what'fve you got'?
Heavy feedback from Anita Putnam.
Okay, let's hear it.
She's divorced.
Got an 18-year-old daughter named Cynthia,
always being picked up for sniffing coke, taking LSD.
A real bummer.
It costs Mrs. Putnam an arm and a leg for bail, attorneys, psychiatrists.
Yeah, so?
So take a look at her bank account.
Besides her payroll check, $200 on the 4th, 500 on the 7th,
300 on the 8th, 400 on the 15th.
Well, it could be alimony or child support.
No way. We checked.
Were these deposits made by check?
Cash, every one.
You got us a had, Keno. Good.
McGarrett, Five-0.
Well, what is it? ls Cynthia in trouble again?
We're interested in you, Mrs. Putnam, not your daughter.
Did you know Jerry Turner, the cargo handler who was killed?
Yes, but just to say hello to.
Funny thing.
Your name was in his notebook.
Was it?
Well, somebody at work must've,
you know, told him to call me for a date or something.
How did they get you to join?
Join? Join what? What are you talking about?
Could you account for the 2, the 3 and the $500 bank deposits?
That's my ex-husband. He sends us money all the time.
No, he doesn't.
He's in Maryland.
He's remarried, he has four children and he's in debt.
Now, would you like to talk here
or would you rather go down to Five-0 headquarters?
Look, my daughter was in trouble.
I mean, really bad trouble.
So you started spotting for them.
- All right, let's go. - No, please.
All right.
- What do you wanna know? - Who was in the ring with you?
Well, I can't even help you, because I didn't meet any of them.
This man phoned me. He knew about Cynthia.
I mean, he knew things that I didn't even know.
So I had to have the money. I did whatever he wanted me to.
Such as?
No, don't ask me, because they're gonna find out.
And they'll kill me. They will.
Mrs. Putnam, decide.
Do you wanna talk or do you wanna be booked?
Yes.
Yes, I was a spotter.
I phoned in all airbill numbers
on accounts that were insured for over $20,000.
To whom? To whom did you phone?
To a blind tape that erased itself when they got the message.
Do you remember any specific shipments?
Some Swiss watches,
and industrial diamonds, and fine art,
and pharmaceuticals.
Pharmaceuticals?
Glucagon?
Do you know that Joanna Grayson is dead because of you?
Oh, my God.
I couldn't help it.
I'm in debt over my head.
You just--
You don't know what it's like to have a daughter that's in trouble.
What was the phone number you used?
Apili 79277.
- The new number. - That's the only number I know.
The new number!
Listen...
- If I help you, maybe you could- - No. No.
No deals.
I don't wanna go to jail.
Then start cooperating. What was the new number?
It's Kawena 206...
...99.
Kawena 20699.
Your cell is being answered electronically.
When the tone sounds, you will have 60 seconds to record your message.
Speak slowly and clearly.
The federal judge's okay?
In writing, Che, in writing. What are we waiting for?
It's not that easy.
We know the ring uses an automatic answering system.
And they all work on the same principle.
Dial the lab extension.
This is Che Fong at the crime lab.
Your voice will be recorded when the tone sounds.
Testing, one, two, three, four.
If a man does not keep pace with his companions,
perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer.
Put it down.
All right, if that were a cargo spotter, how do we rob the tape?
Here, I'll show you.
Dial the lab extension again.
This is Che Fong at the crime lab.
Your voice will be recorded when the tone sounds.
Testing, one, two, three, four.
If a man does not keep pace with his companions,
perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer.
Yeah.
Will that beeper work on all automatic answering devices?
No, but we can test until we find one with the right combinations of beeps.
But we've gotta be careful.
Mrs. Putnam said that the tape automatically erases.
That's just the problem.
As soon as we pick up their messages from their spotters,
the tape will wipe clean and the ring will draw a blank.
- They'll know something's up. - Yeah.
Yeah.
Do you have an ordinary tape recorder around here with a telephone hookup?
Right.
Connect it to this.
Okay.
Now, if this works, you're about to hear the cargo ring in operation.
Now, I'm gonna dial the other number, rob their tape, and record it on ours.
So will you start the machine?
Kawena 20699.
Your cell is being answered electronically.
When the tone sounds, you will have 60 seconds to record your message.
Speak slowly and clearly.
Hello. Henrietta, air freight.
Rare prints, arrival Flight 10, London.
Airbill A19911K.
Insured $40,000.
Now, when we get it all on our tape,
you dial the other number again
and play it right back to them when the tone sounds.
I see what you're doing.
They get their messages, we have our copy.
Right.
You make voiceprints of all those spotters.
They'll be our fingerprints.
Very clever. And you're not even Chinese.
Listen, Che, all we have are the little fish.
We haven't even laid a mitten on the big shots
who are running this operation.
But there's got to be a way. There's got to be a way.
Wait a minute.
Maybe this is my lucky day.
Mr. McGarrett, I... I'll do anything.
Anything you suggest.
It's all right.
Corinne's been with me for 25 years.
Mr. Grayson, we'd like you to prepare a shipment of rare jade.
Insure it heavily.
The amount has to be large enough
so that the head man won't trust anybody else to dispose of it.
Will a quarter of a million be enough?
Perfect. And the sooner, the better. You know where to reach us.
What will happen to whoever killed my Joanna?
Well, that's up to the courts.
Oh, yes, the courts.
Delays, appeals, years.
And nothing.
It's a stupid ritual.
Useless and stupid.
You're wasting your time.
Then help us produce some hard evidence.
And whoever runs that ring will be behind bars, I promise you.
- I'm sorry. I just can't believe that. - You don't have to.
But at least stop them from killing other people.
You'll have your package tomorrow.
Anita.
Asiam, antique jade.
Company, Jade Unlimited.
Airbill Y24388.
Departure, Maui, Flight 3.
Insured for $243,000.
Steve, Anita came through for us.
It's on its way.
Isn't that John Malcolm,
the cargo handler who was working with Jerry the day he was killed?
Yeah, that's him.
Get a good, clear, head-and-shoulder shot.
Where's he diverting the jade to?
Here's your answer.
Central, standing by?
Go ahead, McGarrett.
Add cargo-handler outside-crew chief John Malcolm to your pick-up list.
Suspicion of first degree murder, grand theft.
We'll tell you when you can move.
What happens at the will-call warehouse?
Nothing, the shipment just sits there
until somebody shows up with a copy of the airbill and picks it up.
Keno, 'his coming out Gate Number T.
I got them.
We need the chopper
to get a fix on a blue pickup heading east on Beretania,
license plate 70784. I don't wanna lose them.
Ten-four.
Copter to McGarrett.
Yeah. Go ahead, Hank.
You can lay back, Steve. We got him.
He's heading east on Wynama Road.
Okay. Better alert H.P.D. units, but tell them to keep clear.
Fred, what's this doing here?
Fred, answer me.
You're not planning to use this.
Mind your own business.
But why?
Joanna's dead, that's why.
Fred, that package...
You didn't.
But Mr. McGarrett, the policemen, they can be killed.
They won't get close to it.
I know about explosives.
The top man will get it.
And maybe some of the greedy ones around him.
I want them to die.
I want them all to die.
Five-0 headquarters. Hurry, please.
Central Dispatch calling Car 1.
The jade shipment, it has a bomb in it.
Repeat, it has a bomb in it.
I read you, Dispatch. Over and out.
Package being hand-carried to house at end of Wynama Road,
Black Point.
Received your message. On the way.
My friend, take a look.
Hold it!
You're under arrest.
Your noble act just destroyed all the evidence.
You're looking at two eyewitnesses who saw you receive stolen property.
But that's only the kickoff.
We've got you on manslaughter and murder.
Book him, Danno!
- Rhetoric, Mr. McGarrett. - Don't bet on it.
From what I know of John Malcolm, he'd be glad to trade his life for yours.