All language subtitles for Hawaii 5-O s08e13 A Touch of Guilt.eng

Hey, you didn't swallow the thing,
did you?

Look at the burns, man.

Jeez, you swallowed
the whole thing lit, Bink?

No.

I tell you, old Bio Bill thought
he'd done nabbed another doper.

But then,
with a deft flick of the tongue,

the evidence went right down
the old esopha-grass.

Hey, sports fans.

I say it's time we drank to those
wonderful biological phenomena

we all know and love, huh?

You are a laugh, man.

- Yeah, all right.
- Inhalation.

- Inhalation.
- To inhalation.

It's all yours.

- And peristalsis.
- Peristalsis.

- Left...
- Come on.

Peristalsis.

Don't spill.

Hey, I can think of another one, man.

Oh, we close in three minutes.

Oh, fat chance, baby.

It will take Bink just that long
to find his mouth again.

Hey, hey, don't go away, baby doll.

We're just three little old country boys,
wouldn't hurt a sand flea.

Don't kid me. I know who you are.

You're football players
from the college.

That's right. That's right.

We're the ones who make that team
worth watching.

We're the big three.

Big deal.

You know who this fine,
upstanding American blue blood

sitting right there is?

That's Senator Anthony Scofield's
first and last born son.

I'm gonna give you a break, baby.

How would you like to kiss
a tight end, huh?

Two minutes.

- You gotta teach me your method.
- Smooth.

Smooth.

Drink up.

Hi there, baby doll.

- We're gonna take you for a little ride.
- Let go of me!

To the beach, James.

Yes, the beach.

- Set, down. Hut one.
- Oh, no!

Hut two.

No!

Don't fight it, baby.

Because you're a nobody
and nobody listens to a nobody.

Please, don't!

Boat's docked, honey.

Come on out this way.

Good night.

I think a good night kiss
would be appropriate, don't you?

All right,
if that's the way you wanna be.

Just a... Just a little kiss,
and then we'll say good night.

Kim!

Bink, he's bleeding.
Help me get him into the...

He's bleeding really bad, man.

Will you help me get him
into the back seat?

Alex, he's bleeding like he's gonna die.
What are we gonna do?

- We'll take him to the hospital.
- We can't do that.

- What are we gonna tell them?
- He got stabbed.

- How are we gonna tell them?
- Will you shut up?

He got stabbed by somebody
in the bar.

- Oh, man.
- That's what we tell them.

- A local.
- Alex...

Will you get the damn screwdriver?

You got that, Kim?

Some local character stabbed you
outside the bar.

Kim?

Hey, bubba, you got that?

- What's up, Steve?
- It seems that Alex Scofield

was involved in a stabbing last night.

The senator's son?
The pride of Washington, D. C?

- The same.
- How serious?

Wasn't young Scofield
who was stabbed,

but one of his buddies,
stabbed in the abdomen.

Underwent surgery about an hour ago,
a Kim Hughes.

Student at the university.
An athlete, I think.

Yeah, Scofield, Avery and Hughes.

Football players
known as the big three.

Well, temporarily, it's the big two.

Thanks to someone
outside the Makai Lagoon Club.

Get on it, Danno.
See what H.P.D. Has on this one.

Any witnesses?

No, and the assailant is still at large.

That's quite a loose end,
wouldn't you say?

You're good at loose ends, Danno.

Track it down,
and let's move on this one.

It's a request from the governor.

- Heat from upstairs, huh?
- You read it right.

Flight 572 from Washington, D. C.,
now arriving at Gate 12.

Yes, senator.

Yes, sir. I understand perfectly.
I'll handle it just that way.

How long will you need the car,
Mr. Zimmerman?

A day. No, sir, not you. Hold on.

No, two days. No more than that.

Yes, sir. No... Yes, very good.
I'll keep you informed.

Yes, I understand.
I'm staying at the Hawaiian Regent.

- Hey.
- Bink Avery?

Yeah.

Five-0.

Hey, look, man, I got places to go.

If you got any questions,
why don't you ask

one of the 450 cops
I talked to last night?

Well, we cops have this thing
about the horse's mouth.

It won't take long, five minutes.

Drink?

Your father briefed me on what
you told him on the phone today, Alex.

So I know what really happened
last night.

The important thing is,
what did you tell the police?

Nothing that would upset you.

I need a precise answer, Alex.

This escapade could have serious
political consequences for your father

if it's not handled properly.

Now, did you tell the truth
to the police?

- No.
- Are you sure?

I told you, no.

Okay. What did you tell them?

Exactly what did you tell them?

That Kim was carved up by some local
outside the Makai Lagoon Club.

Somebody that Kim had hassled there
a couple of nights before.

Description?

Local type, medium build, 5'10",

dark hair about down to here.

Facial features?

No, you see,
it was too dark last night.

Never really noticed the other time.

Are you sure you didn't give the police
any kind of precise description?

You see, Hal,
it all happened too fast.

And what about a weapon?

What kind of weapon
did you say he had?

Screwdriver, 7-incher,
yellow handle.

And if I'd known you were coming, Hal,
I'd have baked it in a cake.

- It's Kim's blood?
- Naturally.

So the police find the screwdriver
on the man

who fits the description you gave,

they'll have their case.

That's it. There's nothing else.

I'll... I'll be in touch.

Hey, wait a minute.

Don't you wanna hear the details
of what Anthony Scofield's son did

to drag you all the way out here?

No. No, it's the lie
we have to deal with now.

What really happened
is just something ugly in the past.

Something that needs
a little paint job.

Touchups are really your specialty,
aren't they, Hal?

Only because
there's such a large market.

There's where it happened.

Feel like putting a rope around the spot
and charging admission.

A lot of blood.

Probably nine-tenths alcohol.

Where the trail leads to, Duke.

Must have gotten stabbed back there,
got him into Scofield's car here.

But from the stains,

looks like car was parked in the middle
of the lot instead of the side.

Hughes might have staggered
when he got it.

And then maybe his buddies
managed to stop the bleeding

long enough to get in the car.

What seems to be your complaint,
miss?

Oh, well,
I'd rather talk to a doctor about it.

We have several departments here.

You'll have to state your problem
or I won't know where to send you.

Well, I...

- Steve.
- Yeah, Chin?

Checked out Scofield and Avery.

Their stories matched,

but their description of the guy
who stabbed Hughes

just doesn't give us anything,
they're too vague.

You mean neither one of them
could come up with any details?

Well,
the attack was completely unexpected.

- It's not unusual.
- Just not very helpful.

We've got virtually nothing to go on,
Chin.

Chin, I'll tell you what you do.
Get over to that hospital.

The guy who can give us
the best description of the assailant

is the guy who was assaulted, right?

Yeah.

Now, Hughes should be out of surgery
by now.

You get with him and start with,
"How do you feel?"

And keep asking questions.

Okay.

Thank you.

It's nice to meet you, Mr. Malano.

It's a real honor, from what I hear.

Just talk fast, I sunburn easy.

I need a patsy, somebody to take
an assault rap for a price.

Young guy, early 20s, local type,
5'10", medium build, long hair.

Good with a knife.

That's it?
I could get you a couple hundred.

Just get me one.

Hungry, but smart.

Somebody who knows
when to open and shut his mouth.

Charges will be dropped, of course.

- Immediately.
- No problem.

Five-0 is a problem.

They got their nose in this?

Nobody gets his commission
until the law is satisfied

and McGarrett is smiling.

McGarrett.

A razzle-dazzle cop
gets lucky once or twice

and he shakes them up clear
to Washington.

Your man can handle McGarrett?

Just stay close to a phone.

Well, there was damage
to a major artery

and naturally to abdominal tissue.

But he's a big boy,
a lot of muscle, a lot of vitality.

Problem's gonna be keeping him
off the playing field

long enough to get stitches out.

What about the weapon, doc?

Doesn't look like a knife wound.

Something thin, a little blunt.
Maybe five-, seven inches long.

Unusual for this type of stabbing.

The only thing I find usual
about any kind of stabbing is the mess.

- Stabbed...
- Hold it.

How long has he been talking?

Well, since he started coming out
of the anesthetic.

What has he been saying?

- I haven't understood a word.
- Local character.

Stabbed me... Local...

Some local character.

Local character stabbed me.

- What did he look like, Kim?
- Stabbed me.

- Kim?
- Some character...

Local...

Thank you.

Hello?

The guy's name is Matsui,
David Matsui.

Burned-out building on Ohua.

Side entrance, 20 minutes.

What time do you come on duty?

About 3:00.

Cops.

Asking questions about the haole
who got it last night.

Say, miss.

- Miss.
- Thank you.

Are you an employee here?

- Yes.
- We'd like to talk to you.

We're from Five-0.
Can we have your name, please?

Lani Okano.

- Were you working here last night?
- Yes.

Do you remember these people?

I waited on them.

When did they leave?

Around closing.

And when did you leave, miss?

Something bothering you,
Miss Okano? You seem nervous.

Did you see what happened
in that parking lot last night?

Please, just let me go.

Please.

Oh, God, I feel sick.

I think you'd better come along
with us.

- Hey, Bink?
- Yeah.

Wanna give me a hand?

Yeah.

Hey, Alex,
I think we may have a problem.

Why?

You know the choker
I always wear?

The silver one with my name on it?

Well, I lost it.

I think last night at the beach.

Don't worry about it.

Well, I thought I should go
and take a look around...

No, no.
You don't go down to that beach.

You just trot on down to the store
and get yourself another one.

You see,
everything's being taken care of, Bink.

You're forgetting who you've been
using for your insurance all this time.

Scofield.

It means you can afford to be stupid.

Means we all can.

I hear Kim's okay.

Man, I don't know
how long I can take this.

Take what?

Well, every time
I think about last night, I get dizzy.

Then don't think about it.

Mr. Matsui?

Yeah.

Mr. Matsui.

What did Malano tell you?

He just said you needed me
really bad, really fast.

You got a record?

Oh, I've been known
to pull a few knives

on a few people who deserved it,

if that's what you call a record.

I need a person who can convince
the police that he stabbed someone.

No charges will be pressed.

You probably won't even be
in custody 24 hours.

- How much?
- Five thousand dollars.

Okay, fill me in.

It happened last night, late.

Outside a bar near Ala Moana.

You don't remember anything about it
because you were drunk.

Here's the weapon.

I suggest you handle it a great deal
between now and your arrest.

And when does that happen?

Any moment.
The police have your description.

And one more thing.

- Steve.
- Yeah, Danno?

This is Lani Okano.
She waits tables at the Makai Lagoon.

I think she's got something.

Well, thank you, Danno.

Won't you sit down?

Try to relax.

Nobody's gonna hurt you.

Thank you for coming in.

Have you worked at the club long?

About three months.

You like that kind of work?

I need the money.

I see. Going to school?

Typing courses.

Whenever I can save enough to go.

Take it easy, just relax.

Do you know a lot of people
who go to that bar?

No.

What did you see last night, Lani?

See the stabbing?

You know, by not saying anything,
you're practically telling me you did.

Who did it? Someone you know?

Don't be afraid to tell me.

You trying to protect someone?
Someone at the bar maybe?

Please, please, take it easy.

Lani, who stabbed Kim Hughes?

I did.

What did you say?

I did.

Lani, do you realize
what you're saying?

That's a very serious statement.

Yes.

They raped me.

- They what?
- They raped me.

Yes, sir. Yes, governor.

Yes, governor, I understand.

I will keep you posted.
Most assuredly. Thank you, sir.

The governor just called.
He's worried.

Maybe he should be.
Politics is a dirty business.

The press is stoking this one
with every hot little detail they can find.

Okay, we got two versions of the story,
gentlemen.

One,
a simple stabbing outside a bar.

The second,

the stabbing
of one of the three alleged rapists

by their desperate victim.

Now, let's hear some arguments,
pro and con.

- The bloodstains.
- Yeah.

What bloodstains?

In the parking lot
where Kim was stabbed.

They led to the middle of the lot,
not to where cars are normally parked.

- That jives with the girl's story.
- Well, what about the weapon?

The girl says she can't remember
what happened to it.

Under the circumstances, why not?

It's the one thing that would prove
she's telling the truth.

Why would she lie?

Okay, gentlemen,
let's ask ourselves that question.

Why would she lie?

Danno, check her credibility:

Background, friends,
previous employer.

Then go out to the beach
the girl specified.

Look for details
that might match her story.

Chin, you pick up Bink Avery
and Alex Scofield. Bring them in.

Let's see if their story has changed
any since yesterday.

I don't have to tell you
this is a tough one.

No syndicate, no mainland
connections, no masterminds.

Only three drunken football players
and a...

A frightened little local girl who
is suddenly pushed into the limelight.

Gentlemen, I want the truth.

Good morning, Hal.

Good morning.

I suggest you dry off
and have a look at this.

You're no doubt due
for a Five-0 interrogation.

What is it?

Picture of your friend
from the Zanzabar.

Be sure Bink sees it right after
your trip downtown, then destroy it.

I'll see that Kim gets a copy.

You're a genius, Hal.

Truth and justice will never be
the same with you around.

Just stay away from the ropes
at Five-0.

If McGarrett backs you into a corner,
he'll keep you there.

Yeah, right, okay.

Thank you, Ed.

Sit down, please.

- Which of you is Alex Scofield?
- I am.

So you must be Bink Avery?

Right.

Both of you,
along with your friend Kim Hughes,

have been accused of rape.

I assume that you've been apprised
of your rights. Is that correct?

Do you wanna modify the story
you gave to the police?

No.

Do you know a girl by the name
of Lani Okano? O-K-A-N-O?

Never heard of her.
At least, not before all this.

She works
at the Makai Lagoon Club.

Well, a lot of people work
at the Makai Lagoon Club.

She claims to have waited
on your table the night of the rape.

I sure don't remember.

Don't remember the description

of the man
who stabbed your friend Kim either?

Now, I wouldn't say that.

Oh, now you remember?

Your initial description
was rather vague.

It could fit any number of locals.

He was slight built, thin face,

narrow forehead, small beard.

Eyes were kind of close together.

He was wearing a work shirt
and some kind of blue jeans.

- You like that better, Mr. McGarrett?
- That's very good.

Is that about right?
Is that what you remember?

Oh, yeah. Yeah. That's the guy.

Why did you wait till now to tell us?

Why couldn't you have described him
before?

Well, I guess what they tell you
in psych is true.

You know, you remember
something better if you sleep on it.

I couldn't remember worth beans
yesterday.

You have all the answers, don't you,
Mr. Scofield?

Did sleeping on it
jog your memory too?

- Oh, well, l...
- I don't think Bink here sleeps, period.

I mean, he doesn't remember
worth beans any day.

Ask his professors.

You always answer for him?

No, not always.

It's a good thing I'm a jock,
you know?

Yeah.

All right, Chin. Take them to your
office, get a description on paper.

Notify H.P.D. And get out an APB.

Then you both can leave.

And I may wanna talk to you again,
so hang loose, gentlemen.

Why hasn't Joe picked you up yet,
Daddy?

You'll be late for work.

How can I go to work
when this is on the front page?

How can I show my face
down there?

- Mama, l...
- I want you to stay around the house

and help me today.

Just as if none of this
ever happened.

Eat your breakfast
and start sweeping the garage

so everyone will know that you're still
the same as you always were.

And maybe they'll forget quicker.

Just delivered for you.

How are you feeling today?

- Okay. Thanks.
- Good.

He fits Five-0's description.

Let's take him. There he goes.

I'm going after him.
Better call for backup.

Car 43 to Central. Spotted suspect.

Moana Hotel Street.
We are pursuing.

Halt. Police officer.

Halt. Police officer.

Police. Come on, it's over.
Come on out here. Come on!

Okay, let's go.

McGarrett. Oh, good.

Good. Take him to the lineup room.

I'll be there as soon as possible.
Where are you now?

Yeah, I got it. Thank you.

H.P.D. Has nabbed a suspect
in the Kim Hughes stabbing.

Get a warrant, Danno.
Search the place.

See if you can come up
with a weapon.

Right.

Try the dresser too, Pete, huh?

All right, you can wait in the hall,
Mr. Scofield.

Step up to the mark, please.

I want you to try to identify
the alleged assailant.

That's him. The guy in the blue scarf.
That's the guy.

McGarrett, please.

Yeah, Che, what have you got?

No other fingerprints?

What about blood type?

I see.

Well, it makes it rather simple,
doesn't it?

Okay, thank you.

The screwdriver found
in Matsui's apartment

is covered with Matsui's fingerprints.

And with blood the same type
as Kim Hughes.

How did Kim do on the...?
On the mug shots, Chin?

Made a positive ID. No problem.

God.

Can it be that the girl is lying?

Steve, Lani Okano is clean.

She has no political ties,
no reason to lie.

Logically,
her story still makes more sense.

Well, nobody at the bar
ever remembers seeing Matsui there.

And no matter how mad the guy was,
why would he take on Hughes

with two other football players
standing right there?

Yeah.
That's three against one, isn't it?

I have trouble with that screwdriver.

A tough like Matsui? Switchblade
maybe, but not a screwdriver.

You would expect a screwdriver
from somebody

groping around a car seat,
looking for a weapon.

I wonder how many phone calls
and meetings they had with each other

before they got that story straight?

Oh, boy, it's neat, gentlemen.
It's neat.

And I'll tell you something.
It's just a little scary.

Because if and when a lie
can be twisted

to make it look like the truth,

so neatly that even our legal system
doesn't pick up on it,

that's scary. That's terrifying.

Who's that Washington dude

that always seems to be
one step ahead of us?

Zimmerman. Hal Zimmerman.
Attorney-at-law.

Probably got his start stuffing
ballot boxes on the precinct level.

The trouble is he's smart.
He knows what he's doing.

Lawyers like that are pros
at closing mouths

and doing it with laundered money.

So, what's our next move?

We don't have one yet, Danno.

But Bink and Alex do.

If they're guilty of rape
and think they've gotten away with it,

sooner or later,
they're gonna tell somebody,

and I wanna be the guy
that that person tells.

Okay, let's keep an eye on those two
for the next couple of days.

Duke, you and Chin get on it.

Danno, you hang loose
in case they come up with something.

- Mr. McGarrett?
- Yes?

Hal Zimmerman.

Oh, yes, Mr. Zimmerman.

I'm sorry to come in here
unannounced,

but my plane back to Washington
leaves within the hour.

You finished so soon?
You're a fast worker, counselor.

Oh, no, no, you are.

I wanted to thank you for
your thorough handling of this thing.

It doesn't take much to set off
political fireworks these days.

Looks like somebody
was trying to do that.

Are you calling an accusation of rape
mere political fireworks?

Well, it's not unusual, Mr. McGarrett.
That's politics.

- Is it?
- I've seen far dirtier tricks

than this pulled off.

I bet you have.

Well, thank you again,
Mr. McGarrett.

Oh, I'll suggest to Senator Scofield

that he try your islands
next time he has a few free days.

I'll look forward to that. There are
a few questions I'd like to ask him.

Good day.

You're gonna tell them you lied.

Tell who?

The police.
I'm taking you down there.

- Daddy...
- We're gonna get this thing forgotten.

I won't. I won't.

You do what I tell you.

Do you know
what you're doing to your family?

I can't go to work.

Your mother can't even walk down
the street to go to the store.

You're gonna tell them you lied
so people will stop talking and looking.

So we can go on.

What about what happened?

Don't you care
what really happened?

Let me tell you
something about caring.

I care about you and me
and the rest of this family.

I care about keeping food
in the kitchen.

And keeping that damn car.

And seeing us go on,
maybe even better than before.

Now we can't,
not with what happened.

Now, get your purse.

We're leaving.

What do you make of that?

Look, she's got just as much right

to say something today as she had
yesterday. Well, doesn't she?

I'm not saying she doesn't,
Mr. Okano.

Well, get whatever it is she has to sign
so she can take back what she said.

Ma'am? Ma'am?

What are you asking her for?
I'm her father.

Ma'am, are you sure you wish
to retract your statement?

Yes.

Duke, he's headed your way.

I'll check out the jewelry store.

Steve, word just sent from H.P.D.

Lani Okano
has retracted her statement.

And guess who isn't pressing
any charges against Matsui.

I knew it.

I knew it. Of course.

Matsui was brought in and bought off.
And that was the deal.

A perfect whitewash.

No charges are pressed,
Matsui is off the hook.

And our three football heroes
walk away clean.

You talk about collusion.

And the girl,
must be an absolute nightmare for her.

Scarring nightmare, Danno.

Poor kid. McGarrett.

Got a hot one, Steve.

Bink Avery just walked
into a jewelry store

and bought himself a choker
made of silver links.

For a man.

- A choker?
- Yeah.

Shopkeeper says
Bink knew exactly what he wanted.

Says he had one, only he lost it.

And get this. An hour ago, Bink was
searching for something on the beach

where the girl says
she was attacked.

Good work, Chin. Stay on it.

Seems our friend Bink lost a choker.

And it could have been the night
he and his friends

staged that little beach party.

Worth a try, Danno.
Let's get some men out there,

see what we can find.

Any luck, Chin?

No, nothing so far.
We've covered the area twice.

Wouldn't be hard evidence
even if we did find it.

The old man. Sure.

Chin, the other morning
when I was here

there was an old guy on this beach
with a metal detector.

You know,
one of those dime detectives.

Maybe the reason
we can't find the choker

is because he already did.

Grab some of those guys
and start asking questions.

Someone around here
may know where he lives.

Okay.

Go away.

I got nothing you want

and I don't want nothing you got,
so leave.

You tell them to leave
and they come in anyway.

Must be either cops or muggers.

Williams, Kelly, Five-0 state police.

Cops.

Put it away
before you set my machine off.

You must get quite a lot of use
out of this thing.

Gonna make me a rich man.
Someday.

When the world runs out of forks,

I'll be rich.

This strip of beach
about a mile up the road.

You find a silver choker there
a couple of days ago?

What the hell is a choker?

Short chain of links.
Makes a very small necklace.

No. Worth anything?

Quite a lot, right now.

- No.
- You're sure?

I get lucky enough to find something
worth real money

maybe about once every two years.

- No, sir. I didn't find no...
- Choker.

Choker. No, sir.

All right, sorry to have bothered you.

Two guys didn't know
the rules of the game.

Finders keepers. Yes, sir.

- Finders keepers.
- And losers weepers.

- What, did you think your boy...?
- Not... It happened, man.

I'm standing there watching him
and the guy was so sunk...

Get over there and sit down.

- McGarrett.
- Steve, we found it.

A lost choker.

Good work, Danno. Good work.

Now our two friends are over
at Alex Scofield's place.

Pick up a warrant in case we need it
and I'll meet you there.

I want you to call the police.

Call the police.

I'll be glad to.

Call them and tell them you lied.

Tell them what really happened.

What you did to me.

Call!

Oh, but they'll listen to you.

Remember?

I'm just a nobody.

Oh, but you're a big football player.

And some rich senator's son.

You're a somebody.

They'll listen to you.

Now call.

Call or I'll pull this trigger.

Five-0. Open up.

You just lost the ball game,
sweetheart.

Five-0. Open up.
We've got a warrant.

Tell them what you did to me!

Put the gun down, Lani.

No.

You're not gonna solve anything
with the gun. Now, put it down.

Tell them!

Put the gun down, Lani.
They don't have to tell us anything.

Hey, man, can't you guys
get that gun away from her?

Chin.

Lani, look what we found.

Do you remember this?

- It fell off him that night.
- You bet it did.

Danno.

Recognize this, Bink?

It matches the one you've got on.

Let's go. You're both under arrest.

Go where? That thing's not evidence.
It doesn't prove anything.

Doesn't? It was found on the beach in
the exact location the girl was raped.

- It's not his.
- Isn't it? It's got his name on it.

- B-l-N-K. Is that yours, Bink?
- You don't have to tell them anything.

Except if you do, you might feel better.
Why don't you get it off your chest?

- Oh, Alex, man...
- Shut up.

I can't, man. I told you I couldn't.

Why not? You've done it before.

I can't. It's different.

- How is it different?
- It's different, man.

- We did this.
- That's who did it.

- Now, book them, Danno.
- We didn't do anything.

- Don't know what you're talking about.
- We did, man.

What's the matter with you?
Why aren't you listening to me?

This is being taken care of.

They're gonna get a smart lawyer,
but we got a smart DA.

And I guarantee you

that we're gonna do everything
possible

to put them where they'll never do that
to anyone again.

Now, will you make
another statement?

- Yes.
- Thank you.

Come on.
I'll get you something to eat.

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