All language subtitles for Hawaii 5-O s01e04 Tiger by the Tail.eng

( rockabilly playing )

? Yeah. It ain't no big thing
Brother ?

? When things ain't looking up ?

? ain't no big thing
Brother ?

? When there's no coffee
To fill the cup ?

? Because the good times
Are comin' ?

? Oh, let 'em roll,
Let 'em roll ?

? Yeah ?

? It ain't no big thing
Brother ?

? When things ain't looking up ?

? It ain't no big thing
Brother ?

? When there's no coffee
To fill the cup ?

? Because the good times
Are comin' ?

? Let 'em roll ?

? Let 'em roll ?

? No, it ain't
Oh, no, it ain't ?

? Ain't no big thing ?

? Yeah ?

( applause )

( crowd laughs )

( upbeat jazz plays )

Bobby. Bobby?

Bobby, can we have
your autograph, please?

Yes, certainly.
Oh, you're the greatest.

Oh, you're really neat.
MAN: Hey, Bobby.

Shh.

( screams )

What's going on here?
Is this a gag or something?

No gag.

Inside, sweetheart.

Come on!

Come on. Let's go.
Let's go.

Hey!

Hey, what's going on?

Hey! What are you guys doing?
Just drop that.

( dramatic theme playing )

( tires screeching )

( upbeat surf theme playing )

( siren wailing )

( tires screeching )

( siren stops )

( indistinct chatter )

I got so scared,
I just went blank.

Sure. Now, you girls
can go now.

What have we got?

Armed abduction.
Go.

Two men in stocking masks
came in and took

the singer Bobby George,
and drove away in his car.

Any leads?

Nothing yet.
But it's a little quick.

I sent Kono over to
check out the boy's apartment.

Lieutenant Jasper
has an APB out

on the car
and Bobby George.

Good.
( door closes )

Hey, you guys ain't gonna
close my place, are you?

This is Ted Harmon,
the manager.

Steve McGarrett,
Five-0.

Mr. Harmon.
Hi.

This is all I need.

I'll be on the phone tomorrow

all day looking for
a replacement.

I hope I have a lot better luck
than I had with this one.

What's that mean?

Well, he didn't draw the crowds.

He was a flop.

You pay him much?

Well, ask him,
he'll say peanuts.

Ask me, I'm breaking my back.

How much?
Three bills.

Did he, uh,
have any money of his own?

He didn't spread it around here.

Did he gamble or, uh,
borrow money?

Uh, those are questions
cops ask.

Me, I wouldn't know.

Did he ever ask for a raise
or an advance?

No, he didn't ask.
McGARRETT: How about drugs?

Is he a user or a pusher?

No, no. I run a clean place.

What his private business was,
I don't know and I don't care.

You don't care?

Well, what I mean is,

there's lots of kids
on the island like Bobby George.

One out of 10,000, maybe they
got a little extra something.

Maybe, uh, one out of
50,000 might be a hit.

But a joint like this,
they come in, they go out.

Me, I keep hoping.

Maybe they'll make a hit
for me one day.

But not Bobby George.

Not Bobby George.

Why would anyone
wanna snatch him?

A good question.
Steve.

Yup.
Just got a call from you man, Kono.

Said there's somebody in
Bobby George's apartment.

You may wanna be there
before he busts in.

Let's go, Danno.

( suspenseful theme playing )

Listen...

is this a bust?

I mean, what's Bobby
supposed to have done?

We think Bobby George
has been kidnapped.

( scoffs )
You're putting me on.

Hardly.

WOMAN ( scoffs ):
Man, oh, man.

Man, oh, man.

Why would anyone
wanna kidnap him? ( sighs )

Hey, like, give me
a minute, will you?

You gotta be putting me on.

It's a gag, right?

( chuckles )

Bobby sent you.

No gag.

Did he have any money
of his own?

Where could he put his hands
on enough money

to make it worthwhile
to a kidnapper?

I'm blank.
Like, I just blew my mind.

Did he have anything of value?

Anything they could
hold him for?

No. Nothing.

Steve.

Thanks, Danno.

Who is, uh, D.J. Georgiade?

What?

D.J. Georgiade? What's
his connection with Bobby?

I thought he was kidding.

I thought he was, um, making up
a story like some people do

to come off bigger than
they are, you know?

What kind of story?

Bobby said...

He said he changed his name
to Bobby George.

He said his father
was D.J. Georgiade.

The head of
the hotel chain. Mm-hm.

But it
couldn't be. I--

I mean, the guy's a jillionaire.
He must own a hundred hotels.

( sighs )

Bobby couldn't be his son.

Check it out
in New York, Danno.

Will you call his office?
Yeah.

Bobby's gonna be okay,
isn't he?

I don't know.

Well, uh...

I mean...

Oh, man.

ANCHORMAN ( on TV ):
Good evening.

And topping our late-evening
news final tonight,

still the story of
the apparent kidnapping

of popular young singer,
Bobby George.

We'll have the latest details
on that story,

and the rest of tonight's news,
in just a minute.

MAN ( on TV ):
Nature.

Litter isn't
carried by insects,

it doesn't fall
from the--

Hey. Bobby, hey.
( moans )

They're talking
about you on the TV. Mm.

Every litter bit hurts you.

Carry a litter bag
in your car or boat.

Save your trash for
the nearest litter basket.

Keep your home beautiful.

Keep America
beautiful.

Pop singer Bobby George
was kidnapped tonight

at the Swinger Club,
only minutes after

he'd finished
his stage act.

We don't have many
details yet,

and the Honolulu
Police Department

says it really
doesn't have any leads.

Bobby George's father
has now been identified

as D.J. Georgiade.

He's the owner of the big
Georgiade hotel chain.

He was notified immediately.

Reportedly,
he's on his way to Honolulu.

Witnesses at the club said
that two armed men

took the young singer
out the back entrance.

Police are now waiting to see
if there will be a contact

to demand ransom money.

Georgiade boarded a plane

at Kennedy Airport
in New York tonight,

but he had no comment
for waiting reporters.

New York. Hey, man,
New York.

That's it, baby.
Coast to coast.

Honolulu and all points
in between. We got them.

( TV clicks off )

It's working.

Yeah, and by tomorrow,

the rest of the mainland
will have picked it up.

"Bobby George snatched."

Headlines all over.

Bobby George, the star.
Hey, man, the star.

There won't be a club
or a TV show anywhere

that won't be
begging you to sign.

( sizzling )

( laughing )

( menacing theme playing )

( all laughing )

( airplane flying overhead )

Mr. Georgiade?
Yes?

McGarrett. Five-0.
State Police Unit.

Is there any news?
I'm sorry, sir. Not yet.

You should have
made more progress by now.

Attorney General
is waiting for you.

I think we can get you
through the news media.

Why?

Mr. Georgiade, this is
an extremely delicate time

in a kidnap case.

I strongly advise you

not to make
any public statements.

My attitude is no secret.
I just want my son back.

Then take my advice:
say nothing.

( indistinct chatter )

MAN:
Practice, practice.

Have you had any contact

from the kidnappers
yet, Mr. Georgiade?

Mr. Georgiade has no comment
to make at this time.

Please,
gentlemen.

Are you prepared to pay off
any ransom fee?

Let us through, please.
No comment.

When was the last time
you saw your son, Mr. Georgiade?

No comment.
No comment.

Did you ever think
that this would happen?

Uh, just a minute, gentlemen.

Just a minute. I'm gonna
give you a statement.

I advise you not
to make any st--

I'm very upset over
what's happened.

I'm also very upset so far
that your police

have been able to do
absolutely nothing.

I mean to rectify
this situation.

This gentleman with me
is, uh, Peter Taylor,

head of my company's
security forces.

Does that mean you're gonna
conduct your own investigation?

I wouldn't answer that.

It means that I'm
gonna do anything

and everything I can
to get my son back.

What exactly do you
have in mind?

I'm not at liberty
to disclose our plans,

other than
the $5,000 reward

I'm now offering
for information.

That means any information.
No questions asked.

Complete guarantee
of secrecy.

Another question,
Mr. Georgiade.

Any comment,
McGarrett? No.

I think you made a mistake
at the airport.

The advice McGarrett gave you
to make no comment

is practical and sound
in a case like this.

I expect more from the
Attorney General of this state

than mere platitudes.

What about the FBI?

They've been alerted,
and they're cooperating.

Red tape, silence, platitudes.

A man can get better help
and advice from his enemies.

Let me set you straight,
Mr. Georgiade.

The greatest enemy
your son has right now is you.

Look, I don't-- I don't have
to take that kind of abuse.

McGarrett and every
available man of Five-0,

the Honolulu Police Department
and the FBI

are working
to find your boy.

And we will find him,
unless you blow it

by offering to exchange
a bag full of money

for a bullet in his head.

No, that's ridiculous.

Not to a kidnapper.

For him,
it's an easy payoff,

and nobody to put
the finger on him.

So if you wanna
give your son

the best chance
of getting back alive,

let us handle it.

( intercom buzzes )

Yes?

Just a moment, please.
It's for you, Steve.

McGarrett.

Yeah, what do you got,
Danno?

Good, thank you.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

( ominous theme playing )

Mr. Georgiade, in McGarrett,
you've got the best.

Believe me,
the best.

Carol found it
in her mailbox.

Addressed to her
in Bobby's handwriting.

Only her prints
are on it.

BOBBY ( on tape ):
Carol...

I'm being forced
to make this recording.

They've made me handle it
and load the machine,

so if the police
get hold of it,

they won't find
any fingerprints.

So far I'm okay.

They haven't hurt me
or anything.

Honey, you have to get
in touch with my father.

Tell him to come to Hawaii
right away.

These people wanna contact him
about money.

Talk to him
when he gets here.

Tell him please,

for the first time in his life,
cooperate.

I'm scared that
they'll kill me.

( clicks tape off )

No postage. It must have been
hand-delivered.

Kono, check it out.
See if you can find anybody

who saw this being put
in the mailbox.

Chin's already started.
I'll double up.

Danno, take this
tape over

to KGMB-TV,
to Charlie, uh...

Grey.

Yeah.

I wanna know everything
about it.

Who made it. Who sells it.

How old it is. Everything.

I want a full audio test made.

Every noise, breath
and background sound

they can bring up, huh?

Yeah. Right.

At least we know
he's still alive.

Close your eyes.
Hold your breath.

One--
No, J--

two...

( laughing )

You believed it.

You really
believed it.

( laughing )

Don't you ever...

Don't you ever
do that to me again.

Bobby, baby, I was
just putting you on.

Hey. What's going on?

Nothing.

( panting )

Was it any trouble?
No, not a bit.

Nobody even
looked at me.

Here, baby,
you need that.

Hey, man,
you just missed all the fun.

I just scared old Bobby so bad,
I almost blew his mind.

What do you mean?

I just acted out for him
what it would be like.

For real.

Very funny.
Oh.

Hey, was there any,
uh-- Any talk?

Yeah, lots of it.

Hey, they found Bobby's car
where we dumped it.

They must have the tape
by now.

Boy, I bet the cops
are really sweating Carol.

"Did you see anybody suspicious?
Who were his friends?"

Yeah.

Well, the minute somebody
says friends,

we're gonna be
on that list.

You'd better believe it, baby.

Good old Jerry
and good old Allen.

But there is no way

that they can tie us in.

But no way, baby.
( snaps open knife )

( laughing )

BOBBY:
Carol, I'm being forced to make this recording.

They've made me handle it
and load the machine,

so if the police
get hold of it,

they won't find
any fingerprints.

So far I'm okay.
They haven't hurt--

Charlie.
Hi, Steve.

How we doing?
Okay.

I checked the serial
number of the tape

with the local stock on the
island. It's professional stuff.

Beaty's Music Center
is the exclusive outlet.

They're checking
sales records now.

Good start, Danno.
You got anything, Charlie?

Mm-hm. Take a look.

BOBBY:
Carol, I'm being forced to make this recording.

They've made me handle it
and load the machine.

There's a high frequency signal
coming from the microphone,

the mike cable, or some kind
of interference

from the set itself.

Whatever it is, we'll be able
to identify the tape recorder,

if you ever find it.

That's good evidence
for a courtroom.

But right now,
I'd settle for anything

that might tell us
where they are.

( telephone rings )

Charlie.

Hold on. Beaty's.

Huh.

Yeah, this is Williams.

All right.

I want a complete list.

They're making a list,
but, uh, one thing's for sure...

Bobby George bought a lot
of that tape himself.

We're ready now,
Mr. Georgiade.

Mr. Georgiade,
talk right to the lens.

Be forceful. Make them
know you mean it--

I know how to talk
into a camera, Taylor.

And I know how to talk to these
people who are holding Bobby.

ANNOUNCER:
A KGMB News Bulletin.

Ladies and gentlemen,

a statement from the father
of the kidnapped entertainer,

Bobby George,
Mr. D.J. Georgiade.

I'm directing this statement,
this appeal...

to two men only.

The men who kidnapped
my son, Bobby.

I received your taped message.
And I understand it.

And I assure you,

I mean to cooperate with you
as fully as I can.

Believe me, I mean
what I'm now going to say.

I will pay you
anything you ask.

Anything...

for the release
of my son.

But I plead to you...

don't hurt him.

There's no need for it.
No need at all.

Just, uh...

Just tell me where you wish me
to contact you,

and I'll meet
with your demands.

I'll wait for your further
instructions.

You've just heard a statement
from Mr. D.J. Georgiade,

owner of the Georgiade
hotel chain.

Hey, how about that?

Yeah.

Yeah, my old man's been keeping
busy on the tube all right.

Talk about publicity.

You're getting even more
coverage than you figured.

He looked kind of worried,
didn't he?

Huh?

My old man, he looked kind of...

I don't know.
It's been five years.

I guess they age fast
when they reach his bracket.

The way he kept saying
he'd pay anything.

How much you figure
your old man's worth, Bobby?

Oh, man, I don't know.
I don't keep track.

Look, I've been thinking.

Maybe we better stage
my escape right away.

I mean, instead of
milking it, you know?

Why?

Well, we made the scene,
and it worked out great.

Yeah, my old man,
he's...

He's really worried.

Man, you flip me.

Why's that?

Well, all the time
you planned this thing,

you kept saying you weren't
even sure your old man

would fly in from New York.

And now you're saying
he's worried.

I never figured.

It gets funny, sometimes you get
wrapped up with your own bag.

Singing and hotels.

Yeah, and then it looks
like splitting the scene

was real cool.

You've got no room
for anybody else.

You know what I mean?

Are you blowing your mind
or something, man?

Look, I got all
the publicity I need,

so why don't we just tie me up,

blindfold me, and dump me
out on the road, huh?

If you say so.

I was beginning
to enjoy all the fuss.

But he said he'd pay anything.

Really anything.

So what?
He's Bobby's father.

Yeah, but he's loaded, baby.
I mean, he would pay anything.

All right, come on, fellows.

Let's get packed up, huh?
Come on.

Uh, how much do you
figure you're worth

to your old man, Bobby?

Two, 300,000? Four?

What's
the difference?

Half a million, maybe?

Al, what would you do
with a half a million bucks?

I'd turn on
the whole world, man.

Yeah, baby.
The whole world.

Hey, look. Will you
guys quit gassing?

Come on, I wanna
get this thing over with.

Now, wait a minute, Bobby.
I mean, a half million.

Jerry...as my manager,

you get 25 percent
of the take, right?

Making all the big hotels,
traveling all over this oyster.

Man, I'm telling you it's
gonna be swinging, swinging.

Twenty-five percent
of a question mark

doesn't come close
to half a million, Bobby.

Hey, are you crazy?

Now, look, we don't dare
go near that money.

Even if the old man
is willing to put it up.

Why not? You said you didn't dig
the cat, didn't you? Didn't he?

All right, so I said it.

Gag's over, that's all. I just
don't feel like stretching it.

Well, maybe it doesn't matter
what you feel like anymore.

You brought us this far,

we'll take it
the rest of the way.

Jerry Parks,
the practical joker.

Now, look,
will you stop playing kidnapper

and get packed, huh?

You're--

You're not leaving, Bobby.

You're crazy.

Allen?

Allen, go on.
Tell him he's crazy.

Two hundred and 50,000
apiece, Al.

You heard the news,
they don't have a clue.

You're both crazy.

( suspenseful theme playing )

Allen! Allen, help me!

( grunts )

Man, I never thought I'd
ever do anything like this.

Yeah. Neither did I.

But I never thought I'd have
a half million bucks either.

( dramatic theme playing )

This is the kidnap tape
we ran originally.

BOBBY:
Carol, I'm being forced to make this recording.

They've made me handle it
and load the machine,

so if the police get hold of it
they won't find--

All right, this is
the tape you brought me

from Bobby George's apartment,
recorded on his machine.

Now, watch the two
of them together.

I'm being forced
to make this recording.

? Ain't no big thing ?

They've made me handle it

? No coffee
To fill the cup ?

so if the police
get hold of it,

they won't find
any fingerprints.

? Let 'em roll ?

So far I'm okay.
They haven't hurt me...

Hm.

Both tapes made
on the same recorder.

No mistake. Exactly the same.

The kidnap tape, the tape
from Bobby George's apartment.

The pattern's
identical.

And it was Bobby's machine?

No question.

Why would they take him
back to his apartment?

Wait a minute.

Right. Never went back
to the apartment.

Then the only time he could
have made the ransom tape

was before he was kidnapped.

Bull's-eye.

This is one big fat hoax.

McGARRETT:
Mr. Georgiade, we've been had.

It's a publicity stunt.

I don't believe it.
It couldn't have been that way.

What else accounts for it?
You tell me.

I don't know.
But I do know that my Bobby

could never pull a stunt
like that on me.

What makes you so sure?

He's my son. I know him.

How long since you've seen him?

What's that got to do with it?
He's still my son.

Do you know anything
about his friends?

How he lives,
what he thinks, how he feels?

All right, all right.

I'm a busy man.

I haven't seen
much of him, but...

But I take care of him.

How? By sending him
checks?

You don't know him
any better than I do,

and I don't know him at all.

I'm very tired, McGarrett.

I haven't had much sleep

since you first called me
in New York.

But what difference
does it make anyway?

If it's a publicity stunt,

then Bobby's all right,
and that's all that counts.

No, not quite.

Well, you just said
it was a hoax.

It's also a criminal conspiracy
with intent to commit extortion.

You're not gonna
press charges

just because
of a practical joke?

A joke? There's nothing funny
about the hundreds of man-hours

and thousands of dollars
that have been wasted.

Well, figure out the costs

and send them
to my New York office.

Call off your men,
and I'll pay the bill.

Money fixes everything, huh?

Not a chance. I wouldn't
call them off if I could.

( tense theme playing )

( door closes )

Lay it out, Danno.

Hundred and three calls
reporting Bobby everywhere

from surfing in Makaha
to waiting on tables.

All checked out,
all drew a blank.

Kono?
Seven extortion letters

from five drunks
and two psychos.

Three confessions.

A firm offer
from some big kahuna

to pray him home safe,
and that's all, brother.

Chin?

Big swinger, that boy.

Plenty of chicks
on the string.

Outside of that,
all clean.

What have you got, Jasper?
Zero.

But whether Bobby
engineered it or not,

it's still a kidnap
in our books.

Okay, we go again,
right from the top.

Retrace every step.
Recheck every lead.

Anyone who ever knew
Bobby George.

( phone buzzes )

Yeah?

Okay, send him in.

Including the ones we missed
at Carol's.

I want this rock
turned inside out.

We got to find that kid.

This package came
special delivery, McGarrett.

Mailed somewhere
in Honolulu.

Dust it. Play it.

BOBBY:
Dad.

Dad, this is Bobby.

I-I'm-- I'm still okay, I--

Sort of.

Dad, they're gonna kill me

if you don't give them
a half a million.

They heard you on TV,
you said you'd pay anything.

Dad, I'm sorry, I--

( smacking )
( BOBBY grunting )

All right.

Half a million
in small denominations.

You have 24 hours to get it.

And-- And you have to put it
in two suitcases.

And take the suitcases
and leave them

on the north side
of the Kapalama Canal,

where it meets Nimitz Highway,

before 5:00 tomorrow afternoon.

Dad, please.

Please tell the police
to stay away.

Unless the man gets back here
safe with the money, they'll...

They'll kill me.

If he sees anybody around
at all, they'll kill me, Dad.

And they--

They really mean it.

They want you to go on TV
and--

And say you agree.

They'll be watching.

This doesn't sound like
a hoax, McGarrett.

No, it doesn't.

He's too scared.

Danno, take the tape
over to KGMB.

Run the same test.

Right.

I've advised
Mr. Georgiade to pay.

There'll be plenty of time
to recover the money later.

The important thing
is to get Bobby back.

We've got work for you to do,
Mr. Georgiade.

JASPER:
We have plans to make about the ransom money.

Marking it and
plotting the drop.

Kono...alert the FBI.

Work with them.

Sure thing.

Where now, boss?

Got a date with
a couple of swingers.

( dance jazz music
playing on stereo )

Sure, our guys know
Bobby George.

They've been swinging together
four or five weeks now.

What are
their names?

Jerry Parks
and Allen Brent.

Allen's mine.

Are they, um...

close friends
of Bobby's?

They've been
turning it on like--

Man.

Like, Jerry's gonna be
his manager.

Make all the big club scenes
from Frisco to Roma.

Where can I talk to them?

On the mainland.

What are they doing
on the mainland?

GIRL 1:
Vacation. You sure?

Sure, we're sure.
We took them to the airport.

And you saw them
get on the plane?

Uh-huh.

Why, what's the matter?

Where'd they go?

GIRL 2:
The mainland, we said.

Yeah, I know, honey.
But which city?

Well...the flight
was to Los Angeles.

Where are they staying
in Los Angeles?

Can't help you there.
They didn't say.

Get on the horn to L.A.P.D.
right away, huh?

Let me know
if you hear from, uh,

yours or yours, huh?

They might be able
to help us.

Dig?

Groovy.

Come on, Allen.
Sit down. He's all right.

I'm scared,
Jerry.

I mean, suppose his old man
leaves the money like we said.

And suppose the cops
stay away like we said.

How do we get away?

We are away, baby,
remember?

Sure, sure.
We go to the airport,

buy tickets
under the same phony names

we came back on,
and fly off with the money.

That's right.

Stash the money in the banks
on the mainland,

come back as us, vacation over.

Jerry,

who's gonna let us
fly off this island

once Bobby tells
who grabbed him?

Sit down, will you?

Come on, baby, sit.

Now, dig.

You gotta get
some facts straight.

Bobby ain't gonna tell
who grabbed him.

You're dreaming.

( scoffs )

You beat the guy up...

gag him, tie him...

take his father
for half a million.

And he's not gonna tell anybody?

( sighs ):
That's right.

'Cause he'll be dead.

( scoffs )

( dramatic theme playing )

Now, wait.

I said okay to make a grab
for the money,

I never said anything
about killing him.

It's the same thing, buddy.

You can't have one
without the other.

Look, let's just turn him loose
and get out of here.

Maybe he'll keep his mouth shut.

We've already sent
the ransom note.

We're already holding him
against his will.

We're already guilty
of kidnapping.

You think I want to spend
my time in prison now?

Do you? 'Cause that's what it'd
be like and for a lot of years.

Oh, man.

( claps hands )

If I'd known you're
gonna be like this,

I never would've got
into it at all.

It was your idea from the start:

"Let's get Bobby a little
publicity."

Did I let you down? No.

Even though we could've
gone to jail

when it was still a joke.

Dig, baby, dig.
I understand.

I know you're scared.
So am I.

But, Allen, we can do it.

You and I together,
we can do it.

We'd be set for life, baby.

For life.

Dig it.

( suspenseful theme playing )

Well, Jer...

how would we do it?

I mean, I wouldn't wanna
do anything

that would make any blood.

They always find out
about the blood.

( dramatic theme playing )

What is that? A song
or some music in the background.

Sounds like a radio.
( faint music playing on tape )

BOBBY ( on tape ):
I'm still okay.

Turn it up, will you?

Dad, they're gonna kill me

if you don't give them
a half a million.

That's Hawaiian.
You said you'd pay anything...

Kono, you recognize
that song?

All right.
Yeah.

It's an old Hawaiian
standard.

Half a million
in small denominations.

Probably trying to drown out
any identifying noise, huh?

It's definitely
a radio or TV.

I can just about hear
some static.

Filter it out by frequency,
would you, Charlie?

See if you can
come up with anything.

Anything we can use at all.

( Hawaiian music playing )
( signal whistling )

There's something else,
but I can't make it out.

Wait a minute,
it's coming through.

No. No good.

It's only an airplane
passing overhead.

Wait a minute.

Play it. Play it back.

( tape rewinds )

BOBBY:
Before 5:00...

( signal whistling )

( Hawaiian music playing )

( plane engine humming )

Kono, hit every disc jockey
on the island.

Ask them to check
their station logs.

I wanna know exactly what time
that song went on the air.

Sure thing.

Danno, that plane we heard
was a prop job.

Check on all the islands.

I want flight plans and times

every propeller plane
was in the air.

Will do.

Thank you, Charlie.
Great help.

Here.

Coffee helps.

It's a long shot,
Steve.

Long shots
sometimes pay off, Danno.

Steve?
Yeah.

Those two jokers
took off for the mainland

like the girls said.

Checked all return flights,
all lines.

Their names
didn't show.

Could be a good setup
for an alibi.

They fly to the mainland
and fly right back

under assumed
names.

What about
their apartments?

We have them staked. No sign
since the day they left.

McGARRETT:
How about cars?

Parked at their garages.

Do they have jobs?

Allen worked at
a souvenir shop.

Asked for a vacation, got it.

Business was slow.

Jerry Parks wasn't
working steady.

Odd jobs down at the beach.

Surf shop, sanding boards,
stuff like that.

Nobody seen him,
nobody missed him.

( phone buzzes )

Yeah?

Danno, it's for you.

Sit down.

Yeah?

Chin, I want a complete
rundown on cars,

rentals, stolen cars,
leases, anything.

Anything at all in the way of
transportation for those two.

Okay, Steve.

Gonna be a long night,
brother.

Ain't no big thing.

Got a fix on
that song, Steve.

It hit the air
at 8:05 p.m.

Good.

Well, that gives us
half of it then.

I got the other half.

Flight plans
show three

single-engine prop planes
in the air that day.

Only one that night.
A flight from Molokai to Kauai.

Lay it out, Danno.

Aeronautics said
the plane took off at 7:30,

and that's 26 miles offshore.

Cruising speed--

They gave it to us
in ground speed.

--110 miles an hour.

Lay it out in 15-minute
intervals.

See where
it'll put us

at approximately 8:05
when that song hit the air.

Seven forty-five
would be Mokapu Point.

Koolau Range, 8:00.

Just before Kaone Point, 8:15.

Mm. That does it.

Wahiawa district.

Right.

The plane was flying
at about, uh, 2,000 feet.

It's a good thing
they stayed low.

Wahiawa, Kunia, Schofield.

That's still a lot of ground
to cover.

Yeah, it could be anyplace
between Waipahu and Whitmore.

Okay, get the word out.
Don't saturate the area--

They might get wise and panic.
--but cover it.

( mysterious theme playing )

( lightly snoring )

( door opens )

CHIN: Steve.
What do you got?

Nothing.

Nobody we want showed themselves
around Wahiawa district.

What about
the cars?

Nothing leased or rented to
anybody fitting the description.

They had to get to Honolulu
to mail that tape.

It's too far to walk.
Maybe somebody's driving them.

It doesn't figure
there are more than two of them.

Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

Maybe Kono's right.

Me? How?

Somebody is
driving them.

They could be taking buses.

Look.

There are two main routes
to that area,

Kam Highway and Kaneohe Road.

Cover them both. Jasper, you get
your boys to ride those buses.

What makes you think Scott
and Parks will come out again?

We're gonna
force them out.

How can you possibly
force them out?

I can't, but you can.

How?

Well, you're due
to go on the air

in two hours to, uh, agree
to the ransom, right?

Don't try to talk me
out of that. Not a chance.

Tell them the tape
was fouled up.

That you need another one
for the directions.

They'll spot it
as a trick.

Maybe.

If they think so,
they may possibly hurt Bobby.

Tell him the normal m.o.
on a kidnapping.

They usually kill the victim
when they get the money.

I don't know.

I do. They'll have to
keep Bobby alive

long enough
to make another tape.

McGarrett...

I don't have
any faith in you

or your hunches
or your tricks.

Mr. Georgiade, I don't much care
what you think about me.

My only concern
is for your son.

Then how can you ask me to risk
his life on a chance like this?

Because if you don't,
he doesn't have one.

GEORGIADE ( on TV ):
I-- I agree with all you say,

but...I don't know
where to leave the money.

Something happened
to the tape.

I can-- I can hear Bobby

start to tell me
where to leave the money,

but-- But then it fades.

Please.

Please repeat
your instructions.

And again, I--
I beg of you...

don't hurt my son.

ANNOUNCER:
A KGMB News Bulletin.

( clicks TV off )

What do you think, Jer?

It stinks.

Let's get out of here.

Tie him up, leave him.

We could be back
on the mainland

and lost before
they find him.

We do that,
and we lose the money.

Look, I don't care
about the money.

I just wanna get out
of this whole thing.

You're in, baby,
you understand? You're in.

Now, cool it about
the talk about running.

We have Bobby
make another tape.

You take it into town,
and we split fast.

And what about Bobby?

We have to kill him.

I can't do that, Jer.

Come on, I just
can't do it.

All right.

I'll do it
while you're gone.

Meet you in town.

( tense theme playing )

Jer...

Thanks.
Yeah, it's cool.

Now, go in there
and set up the tape recorder.

( sighs )

Maintain five-minute checks
on all key positions.

MAN:
Yes, sir.

We've got an hour and 15 minutes
left for them to move out,

or we've got to make
the money drop.

Sitting out here gives you
lots of time to think.

Any conclusions?

GEORGIADE:
I'm not sure there are any.

All I'm certain of is...

I want my boy back alive.

So do we.

( suspenseful theme playing )

Hey, what is this?

( sighs )

It's getting time, Bobby.

Come on, Jerry,
untie me.

No. You and me,
we got something to do.

It's getting time.

( tires screeching )

Where is he?

Hey, I don't get all this.

Where's who?

Look. Your time
just ran out.

If that kid is dead,
so are you.

Now, look, once more,
where is he?

I didn't want to have to do it,
Bobby, you understand?

The whole thing
got away from us.

I never thought
it would be like this.

Jerry.

Now, Jerry, listen to me.

I won't say anything.

I swear to you, I'll--

I-I'll tell them
I never saw you.

It's too late.
They'd break you, I know it.

I don't wanna have to use this.

Look, baby,
I got these pills.

Sleeping pills.

Now, you take 'em
and it'll be all over.

Now, open your mouth.

Otherwise, I gotta
use the gun.

It's gonna hurt.
Now, take the pills.

( grunting )

Use your head, man!

It's gotta happen anyway!
Why can't you be reasonable?

Why can't you do it
the easy way?

Take the pills.
( grunting )

You see what
you've made me do?

I told you I didn't wanna
have to hurt you.

You can never listen.

You've had it so good all these
years. You've had it easy.

For once
in your life,

make it easy
for somebody else.

Now, take the pills!

( grunting )

( door slams open )

( dramatic theme playing )

He's still breathing.

Get on the horn.
Get an ambulance.

Yes, sir.

You all right?
( gasps )

I guess you wanna take me
down and book me, huh?

You guessed
right.

Look, I-- I know what I did
is all very stupid, and I'm--

I'm sorry.

You hotshots are always sorry
when the damage is done.

Your old man's
over there.

I don't think
I can face him.

Look. You're not gonna
cop out on this.

You're going over there
and talk to him.

( melancholy theme playing )

( upbeat surf theme playing )

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