All language subtitles for Hawaii 5-O s09e04 Man on Fire

McGARRETT: Five men are dead,
and now there's a possibility

that they might have died
in some sort of nuclear accident.

- The radiation source was plutonium.
- Plutonium?

So you're manufacturing
nuclear warheads.

You stay alive
only as long as you work for us.

MAN:
If these plutonium canisters logjam?

Massive radiation.

ORMSBEE:
Keep them apart, keep them apart.

Don't let them nest together.

LARCH:
There you see the mouth of the vent.

Nature's fiery doorway
to the bowels of the Earth.

- Will we go much closer, Dr. Larch?
- Oh, just a short distance, Peggy.

I wanna get some gas samples
for analysis.

But try not to breathe it.

- Might give us a terrific high.
- Ha, ha.

My turn to lead.

[SCREAMS]

McGARRETT: How many bodies
have been recovered, Danno?

DANNY:
Five.

I just talked to Captain Tamaka
of the Hilo Police Department.

He said his men have checked down
to the bottom of the fumarole,

sifted the ashes, and that's it.

What about the rest of this side
of the volcano?

The vents and the fumaroles?

Well, the park rangers
are searching the area.

Nothing so far.

They figure the victims must have
been brought in by helicopter,

and at night,
otherwise they would've been spotted.

Well, landing a chopper around here
at night's a pretty tricky feat.

It'd take a good pilot to do that.

Lot easier way to get rid of bodies.

What about identification, anything?

According to Tamaka, there's no kind
of ID on any of the bodies.

Even their clothing labels
were cut off.

If that research team
hadn't come down here,

these bodies
never would've been found.

Doc?

- Any cause of death yet?
- I don't know yet, Steve.

- Well, you must have some idea.
- They're all like this one.

No wounds, no marks,
no visible trauma.

No apparent cause.
All I know is that he's dead.

Big help, Doc.

Danno, call a staff meeting
at the office for tonight.

CHIN HO:
His name is Rene LaSerre.

At least that's the name he gave
to the Waverider Hotel.

And he was staying
at a hotel here in Oahu?

DANNY: Three of the four
we were able to identify

were staying at the Waverider,
Steve.

Then we can't overlook the possibility
that they died right here in Oahu,

and the bodies taken to the big island
to be disposed of.

Neat. Who would ever expect them
to be found in an active volcano?

LaSerre listed Martinique
as a home address.

Stated he was on the island
as a tourist.

Now, this man was identified
as Carl Williamson, from Rhodesia.

And according to the room clerk,
he was here on business.

David Akela from Belgium.
He was here on vacation.

McGARRETT:
And what about this one?

DANNY:
His name was James Chadway,

president
of Hawaii Sports Promotions.

According to his office records,
he traveled a lot,

mostly to international sports events.

What events has he promoted?

None. Apparently,
the business was a front.

What about source of income?

Quarterly check
from a private Swiss bank

drawn on a holding company called
Broeder, Ltd., out of Lichtenstein.

- Swiss bank?
- Yeah.

McGARRETT:
Belgium, Rhodesia, Martinique.

Throw in Switzerland
and Lichtenstein

and they could form their own version
of the United Nations.

Have you run them through Interpol?

DANNY:
Everything we have, Steve,

including copies of photos
and fingerprints.

I'll get Washington on it.

What about the fifth man?

No name on him.
We sent his prints to the FBI.

I ran his picture all over the island.

As far as we know, he wasn't
registered in any of the hotels.

[PHONE RINGS]

Five dead men and four dead ends.

And we don't even know
what killed them.

CHIN HO: Steve?
McGARRETT: Yeah?

CHIN HO:
Doc's got something for you.

Tell him we're on our way.

Let's go, Danno.

What have you got for me, Doc?

First, none of them
had any notable marks or scars.

Nothing that will help
with identification.

That's a great start.

Well, I'm not too happy either.

Have you determined
the cause of death, yet?

- Not yet.
- Doctor, something had to kill them.

I do have a theory.

It's so far out,
I'm reluctant to even talk about it.

I contacted the Navy,
asked for a consultation with an expert,

a very distinguished man.

McGARRETT:
Yeah? Who is it?

Pathology Lab.

- Hey, you can't just go in there.
- Obviously I can.

Steve, it's a small miracle
that he even agreed to come here.

He's one of the world's
foremost physicists.

Yes, and he's a real pain...

Dr. Bergman.

DOC: Oh, I'm very proud to know you,
Dr. Ormsbee.

Steve McGarrett, Hawaii Five-0,
Dan Williams.

McGARRETT:
We've met before.

GUARD:
Uh, sorry to bust in.

He just sailed right past me,
didn't even sign in.

- It's all right, I'll okay it.
- Thank you, McGarrett.

Well, you shouldn't have gone
to all this trouble.

I wasn't expecting
a welcoming committee.

Always a pleasure
to be of service, doctor.

Especially if you can help us find out
how those men died.

Tell me, McGarrett,
why do you need my help?

Seems to me
this is a matter better suited

to the infantile trappings
of a police mentality.

Doctor, you've been asked
to come here

to provide scientific expertise.

Now, I can do
without your psychological profile

of law-enforcement officers.

I admit the only reason I am here,
the problem promises to be intriguing.

If your data is correct, doctor.

Autopsy report, tissue samples,
x-rays, and organ specimens.

Is there anything we can do
to help you, Dr. Ormsbee?

Yes.

Yes, there is, Williams.
You can get me some coffee.

Black, level teaspoon of sugar.

And in a cup,
not one of those plastic abominations.

ORMSBEE:
You are correct, Dr. Bergman.

What killed them?

Massive radiation poisoning.

- Radiation? Atomic?
- Precisely.

The bodies
are heavily contaminated.

Well, I don't see how that's possible.

There's not a nuclear facility
on the island

using fissionable material.

McGarrett, my conclusions
are both accurate and irrevocable.

Finding the source
of the contamination is your job.

I'll require tissue samples,
articles of clothing,

and samples of the volcanic ash
in which the bodies were found.

Have it all in my lab
no later than tomorrow morning.

And it would be wise to assign some
of your more intelligent men to me.

They might prove useful.

My men are useful
right where they are,

working on this investigation, doctor.

Well, then, McGarrett,

you are going to have the opportunity
to learn the virtues of patience.

- My regrets, Dr. Bergman.
McGARRETT: Ormsbee.

You have a contract
with the U.S. Navy.

I just spoke to Admiral Gaines,

and he's agreed to assign it and you
to Five-0

for the duration of this investigation,
at my request.

What?

Five men, doctor, five men are dead.

And now there's a possibility

that they might have died
in some sort of nuclear accident.

Now, I think that's important enough
to our national security

to warrant your cooperation,
is it not?

Very well, McGarrett,
I'll find your answers.

But in my lab, under my supervision,
and on my timetable.

Fine. Fine, it's a deal.

Then you have
the samples there by 8.

And, McGarrett,
don't call me, I'll call you.

[SIGHS]

You read it?

It says that McGarrett
and the Five-0 team

are investigating the deaths.

DE GROOT: It was a million-to-one
shot they found those bodies...

Good morning.

Let them investigate all they want to.
Good morning.

There's no possible way
they can link the dead men to us.

- Good morning.
- Leila.

- Good morning, Mr. Blair.
- We were lucky, Donald.

- Good morning, Julia.
- Good morning, sir.

Luck is a function
of good systems analysis.

Good morning, Mr. Blair.

BLAIR: Good morning, Janice.
That will be all for now.

Five deaths. It's too bad.

But we're clear, the project's clear.
We can proceed as planned.

I'll contact Johannesburg.

Memo:

Check out the business files
of James Chadway

and remove all contact.

And notify Lichtenstein to cut off
the Broeder payments to Chadway.

DANNY: And we got lucky
at the Waverider Hotel tour desk.

All three of the victims registered there
went on a bus tour.

Same tour, same time.

Right, they all went to Aloha Stadium
Wednesday at 2:00.

Did the guide or the bus driver
recognize any of them?

CHIN HO: The driver remembers them
and so does the guide.

Because somewhere
in the middle of the tour,

all three of them disappeared.

Disappeared?

GUIDE: The four structures you see
here each weigh 3.5 million pounds

and can move on an air film
to form any perfect configuration

for football, baseball or concerts,

making this new 50,000-seat stadium
the only one of its kind in the world.

Ladies and gentlemen,
please feel free to take pictures,

and I'll be back with you
in a few minutes.

Mr. McGarrett, I'm Barbara Soong.
Can I help you?

Yes, please, Miss Soong.
We're investigating some deaths.

Were any of these men
on your tour recently?

Oh, my God.

Yes, I remember them,
all four of them.

They weren't paying any attention
to the tour or anything else.

They obviously had private business.

These three men came on the bus
on the tour.

And this man met them.

A big guy,
like maybe an ex-football player.

That's Chadway.

Met them where?
Where did he meet them?

They met right about here.

I was giving my talk and they just split.
Some putdown, huh?

Did any of them mention
any destination or any names?

- Nothing.
- Did you notice anything special

about any of them?

The only thing I noticed

was the black guy's initials
on his attach� case: E.T.R.

McGARRETT:
Thank you.

- Thank you, you've been very helpful.
- Okay.

DANNY: E.T. R? How does that
translate into "David Akela"?

It doesn't, Danno.
But nothing makes sense in this case.

- Mr. De Groot, one of the...
- Not now, Julia, I'm very busy.

BLAIR:
That's when we apply...

[KNOCKING]

BLAIR:
Come in.

Uh, we'll finish this later, Janice.
Thank you.

What is it?
Is there something wrong?

I thought you said
you disposed of everything.

I thought I had.

I just found this
in the back of the car.

Perhaps we'd better get rid of it.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

McGARRETT:
Come in.

DANNY: Steve, we've got
some identifications from Interpol.

The initials E.T.R., they did it.

David Akela
is Ernesto Tomas Resula,

professional revolutionary
and commander in chief

of something called
the Pan-African Strike Force.

- Terrorists.
- Terrorists?

Yeah.

What about the rest?

Rene LaSerre
is Suleiman Arjieh from Lebanon,

one of the heads
of a paramilitary splinter group

backed by some heavy oil money.

Carl Williamson, heh,
is Carl Williamson,

ex-mercenary tied to some fanatic
anti-black elements in Rhodesia.

Rhodesia? Now, what?

What's a Rhodesian doing in a group
with a pro-African activist like Resula?

The question is, what are any of them
doing in the islands?

Connected with James Chadway
of Hawaii Sports Promotions.

Yeah. And a Swiss bank fronting
for a Lichtenstein holding company.

Now, we're gonna have to do it
the hard way, Danno, from here.

I want a search made,
starting with Aloha Stadium.

Find out where those four men went.
They couldn't have just disappeared.

And this mystery man, Number 5,
I wanna know about him.

His identity is beginning to bug me.

Leila, you okay?

Sure, just a little dizzy.

Is it, uh?

Yeah.

It's probably morning sickness.

Listen, is it okay
if I take a quick break?

Leila, how long's it been
since you've heard from lover boy?

Oh, Raymond's been away
on business.

[CHUCKLES]

Well, don't just stand around here.
You're on your break.

MARSTON:
Come in.

Did you find anything yet?

No, we, um,
haven't had a Raymond Sawyer

on the payroll, Leila.

At least not in the last two years.

But Raymond told me he did
special research jobs for the company.

I thought...

I just thought you might tell me
where I can reach him.

I see.

Well, if he was
an outside researcher,

they might know about it
in Mr. Blair's office.

- I'll check to see.
- Thanks.

We are currently shipping
a complete dental unit

to a medical mission
run by a remarkable priest,

a Father Ernesto Tomas Resula.

[PHONE RINGS]

Mr. Blair's office.

Just a moment, please.
Mr. Blair, it's Personnel.

They're trying to locate
a technical researcher

named Raymond Sawyer.

One of the inspection girls,
Leila Kapehala, is asking about him.

They were apparently involved,
and, uh, now she's hapai.

Raymond Sawyer.

No, the name means nothing
to me, Janice.

Nothing.

We may have a pattern
developing here, Danno,

even though it's irrational.

Three men arrive with false papers,
three mercenaries, terrorists,

from three violent parts of the world.

They all make contact
with the same phony sports promoter.

And later they're found dead,

along with a fifth man,
Mr. Anonymous.

- But I don't see a pattern emerging.
- Because that's only part of it.

ORMSBEE: No, no, dear, it's all right.
Don't worry about a thing.

I'm not here on a social visit.

Thank you.

Well, McGarrett,
I have your answer.

- The radiation source was plutonium.
- Plutonium?

How would these people
have contact with plutonium?

There's only one logical source:
Military nuclear device.

But I've already had Admiral Gaines
check out every military atomic device

on or near these islands,
and nothing's missing.

There have been no breaches
of security.

You mean they had
their own plutonium?

You have a very flexible mind,
McGarrett.

Yes, somehow they got possession
of some amount of plutonium.

And they'd better have somebody
that knows how to handle it too.

How do you detect plutonium,
doctor?

Oh, a Geiger counter,
a scintillometer.

Or the effects:
Internal bleeding, nausea, vomiting.

But remember, McGarrett,
any contact, any at all, can be fatal,

so let's not have
any adolescent heroics

from you or any of your men.

[INTERCOM BUZZES]

McGarrett.

Yes, put him on, please.
Jonathan? Yes.

You have? Good. Good.

Yes, thank you.
Thank you, I've got it.

Well, we've got a make
on our mystery man.

Washington identified him
from his prints.

His name is Raymond Sawyer.

Graduated from MIT.

Majored in physics.
But that's all they know about him.

Last known address, Chicago.

BLAIR: Of course, it's a great tragedy,
Your Excellency.

Ernesto and I
had a close personal friendship.

But we have to face facts.
There was an accident.

Ernesto is dead.

But, uh, I assume you still want us
to ship you the dental unit.

Fine.

Of course. Same price, same terms.

And once more, please accept
my deep regrets over this tragedy.

[INTERCOM BUZZES]

- Yes, Mr. Blair?
- I'm drafting a report, Janice.

I don't want to be disturbed
for anything until 3.

There are to be
absolutely no interruptions.

Yes, sir.

- Almost finished?
- Almost.

As soon as it's cushioned, all I have to
do is replace the false front on the unit.

Good, because I just talked
to His Excellency in Africa.

I told him we found the cause
of the accident,

that everything was back
in working order,

and that his first dental unit
would ship out on schedule.

We haven't fixed anything.

We've had an accident in there.

Now that's sealed off

and we're doing all our nuclear loading
out here in the open.

Do you realize the dangers?

No, this is it, Donald.

I don't know when we can produce
the next one or ship it out.

The down payment went into
the Swiss account this morning, Piet.

Three quarters of a million.
What am I going to tell him?

That we killed his agent
and now we can't deliver?

Piet, I'm counting on you.

This isn't a corporate sales meeting,
Donald.

This is an atomic device.

If I arm the things out here
and something goes wrong,

the whole end of the island
could blow.

Now, I can't make any mistakes,
none.

I'm a very good systems engineer,
Donald,

good enough to know my own limits.

Raymond Sawyer
was our only physicist,

and the accident killed him.

Now, what we need
is another Raymond Sawyer

to tell us what went on in that room
and to repair it.

I understand McGarrett
sent out notices

to all hospitals and doctors
on the island.

Some sort of a warning about possible
radiation sickness or contamination.

So the police found out
what killed Sawyer and the others.

[SIGHS]

- Well, we expected that.
BLAIR: Yes.

But the notice was verified
by a technical expert,

a nuclear physicist,
Dr. Grant Ormsbee.

[MACHINE HUMMING]

- Dr. Ormsbee?
- Yes.

I'm Peters from Security.
I'm sorry to bother you.

I noticed your assistant leave
moments ago,

and I was wondering how late
you'd be working this evening.

If you had the simple capacity
to read your instructions,

you'd know that I frequently work
late at night.

I was simply concerned that somebody
may worry if you didn't show up.

Nobody's gonna miss you
for a long time.

What?

BLAIR: Why did Leila take the day off?
- She wasn't feeling well.

She went to see her doctor,
Dr. Gleason.

Look, I know Leila's pregnant,
that's her private affair.

- No pun intended.
- Ha. Thanks, Mr. Blair.

It's not being pregnant, though.

She just wasn't feeling well,
sick to her stomach.

And she told me yesterday
when she was combing her hair,

some of it came out in her hand.

That kind of worried her.

Well, uh,
let's hope it's nothing serious.

I hope not. Thank you, Mr. Blair.

So you're manufacturing
nuclear warheads.

I trust you've kept that room
sealed off.

Of course.

I assume that the fissionable material
is plutonium?

Yes.

For one of the most dangerous

and volatile elements
known to science,

you people handle it rather sloppily.

I don't think I've ever seen
such an amateurish system.

It's no wonder to me
you've had a breakdown.

In fact, it's a small miracle

that everyone in this jerrybuilt disaster
hasn't been fatally contaminated.

Shut up.

Now, apparently,
you think you can intimidate me.

Let me tell you that the only
secret weapon you've displayed so far

has been an unbelievable ignorance.

I'm gonna make it very simple for you,
Dr. Ormsbee.

You stay alive
only as long as you work for us.

You figure out what happened
in that little room and you repair it.

I have every intention
of staying alive.

And I shall repair
your gimcrack structure,

but only because the problem
interests me.

Good, then I suggest you get started.

Only on the condition that you tell
these nervous incompetents

that I shall require willing
and even intelligent obedience.

- You're crazy.
ORMSBEE: Perhaps.

But then that would mean
that you've placed your entire operation

into the hands of a madman,
wouldn't it?

Now, first off, I shall require
one box of Hoyo de Monterreys.

- What?
- Cigars. Cigars, you moron.

Havanas,
and no Philippine imitations.

You, I want you to take notes for me.

- Let's go.
DE GROOT: Go.

BLAIR:
Piet.

- He is out of his mind.
- Can he repair the leak?

Probably, if I don't kill him first.

Is this mechanical slave operable?

- Yes, sir, I believe it is.
- Good.

Listen, uh, Sawyer's girl,
Leila Kapehala,

I think she may have
radiation poisoning.

No, that's impossible.

It's impossible.
She's never even been down here.

Nevertheless,
she has all the symptoms.

I suggest we run a thorough check

and find the source
as soon as possible.

That girl is on her way
to see a Dr. Gleason.

If he diagnoses it,
the string could lead right back here.

And we don't know
what Sawyer may have told her.

Leila, in your job,
do you work with radium or x-rays?

No. Why?

What is it?

Leila, you've been exposed
to radiation.

I'm afraid there may have been
some damage.

Not to the baby.

Well, I can't really be certain of that
until I run some more tests.

Leila, the fetus is terribly vulnerable.

There is a chance that the baby
may have to be aborted.

No.

No, you're wrong.

I really want this baby.

Leila, listen to me.

Radiation poisoning
is not only very dangerous to the baby,

it's very dangerous for you.

- My baby.
- Please, Leila, sit down.

Let me make arrangements
for the tests.

I'll be right back.

Nurse.

I want a sedative for Leila.

Five-0 office? This is Dr. Gleason.

I'd like to speak to Mr. McGarrett,
please.

Yes, I'll hold.

McGarrett.

Uh, Mr. McGarrett,
I got your warning notice this morning,

and I have a patient,
a Leila Kapehala,

who is showing preliminary signs
of radiation exposure.

Doctor, Leila's gone.

Uh, Mr. McGarrett, my nurse
has just told me Leila has run away.

Run away?

- You mean just now?
GLEASON [OVER PHONE]: Yeah.

Okay, doc.

I'll need an address
and her description.

I'll get an APB out right away.

[ENGINE STARTS]

[TIRES SCREECH]

No, I'm sorry, we have no record
of a Raymond Sawyer.

And I can't remember anybody
who looked like that man.

I see.

What about his girlfriend?
A Leila Kapehala?

I understand she works here?

Well, uh, Miss Kapehala is a nice girl
and a good worker when she's here.

But I don't know much
about her private life.

This is her bench here.

Oh, the man in your picture, Sawyer.

Well, apparently,
Miss Kapehala did know him.

Apparently.

Where is she now?

Well, I understand she called in sick.

She's a little casual
about time clocks and schedules, heh.

She may very well be sick,

but it may equally well be an excuse
for a picnic, some surfing.

You know these people.

Yes, perhaps a lot better
than you do, Mr. Blair.

- Look, I didn't mean that to sound...
McGARRETT: No, no, quite all right.

Would you mind having that picture
of Sawyer posted?

Maybe some of your employees
will remember seeing him.

Of course. I'll show you out.

No need. Thank you.

BLAIR: The underground
air-conditioning system

was supposed to bypass
the upper plant here.

But it looks like it made the connection
right here by the filter.

Right next to Leila Kapehala's
test bench.

Which means she's been breathing
radioactive dust particles

for God knows how long.

Well,

I'll take care of that problem.

You'll have to take care of her.

- McGarrett.
DANNY [OVER RADIO]: Steve.

We just got word.
Grant Ormsbee is missing.

Missing?

Apparently, he was last seen in his lab
before midnight last night.

Any leads?

We checked out every logical place
he might be, came up empty.

I'm afraid that's not good enough
on this one, Danno.

Ormsbee is much too important,

not only to the scientific community
but to the country.

MAN: Negative on the university.
You want more checks?

Yeah, okay.

I want every available H.P.D. Man
on the street.

- Ormsbee must be found.
- We're on it, Steve.

STEVE [OVER PHONE]:
What about the Kapehala girl?

Oh, we struck out there too.

But Chin came up
with an earlier personnel file on her.

Got an old home address.
Her mother still lives there.

It's 1217 Old Kapuli Road.

- 1217?
DANNY: Affirmative.

All right, I'll check it out myself, Danno.
I'm not too far from there right now.

- Where shall I put it, sir?
- Put it... What is it?

Um, Dr. Ormsbee,
they're your cigars.

Why the hell didn't you say so?
Open them.

[GRUNTS]

Light it. Light it.

Very good, Dolby, you're learning.

- Thank you.
- Yes, sir.

- What happened?
- There's been a shooting.

A girl by the name
of Leila Kapehala.

Who shot her?

So far we've got no witnesses
and no suspects.

- Lab team on their way?
- Yes, sir. Also the ambulance.

Thank you.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Kapehala.

She was coming home to me
and someone shot her.

They took everything.

Everything Leila sent me.

All of her letters,

all of the pictures of Leila
with her man.

Her man? Is this the man?

She was gonna have a child.

She was gonna be married.

Everything good in life
was happening.

[MRS. KAPEHALA SOBS]

Everything good.

GRAINGER [OVER PHONE]:
Yes, Medical Components

is a division of our company.

Tell me, Mr. Grainger, do you have
a Military Weapons Division

with a government contract
to manufacture nuclear weapons?

The answer is yes.

We produce them, but under
very tight government control.

Was the government planning
to set up

a nuclear manufacturing facility
here in the islands?

GRAINGER:
Yes.

All the necessary machinery
was shipped to Oahu,

and then we were stopped dead.

They changed the law
and the project was scrubbed.

The equipment's still there,
warehoused.

That's one of them.

- Sounds empty.
- No way, she's too heavy.

Open it up.

WORKER:
Rocks.

Yeah.

Washington has just informed me

that the French had a shipment
of plutonium ripped off

less than six months ago.

Ironic, huh?

Only one of two countries

that didn't sign
the Nuclear Non-Proliferation Pact.

Yeah, and there's more.

One of the observers at those tests,
a man by the name of de Groot,

a representative
of a civilian contractor,

he is now living in the islands.

Coincidence, huh?

CHIN HO:
But isn't de Groot the production VP

at Medical Components?

The same.

I think we have all the pieces now,
gentlemen.

Blair saw his chance, and he took it.

He hijacked
his own company's machinery

from the warehouse.

De Groot supplied
the stolen plutonium.

And now they're manufacturing
nuclear devices.

- But, Steve, the risks are insane.
- So are the profits.

Three of the dead men in that volcano
were foreign buyers.

Now, Chadway, who used his
Islands Sports Promotion as a cover,

was the salesman.

Sawyer was the scientific brains.

Now, when he died,

they needed a scientist
to repair whatever went wrong,

so they kidnapped one.

Grant Ormsbee.

One thing's for sure,
they're doing a hell of a job

keeping a nuclear manufacturing
facility under wraps.

Under.

Under. That's it.

Any bets, gentlemen,

that the nuclear facility
we're looking for is underground,

under Diamond Head?

Notify H.P.D. Let's go.

Everyone stay right where you are
and no one will get hurt.

[SCREAMS]

McGARRETT:
Where's Mr. Blair?

I don't know.
I thought he was in there.

He told me not to disturb him.

McGARRETT:
Open it.

Wait a minute.

What's this?

Give me that.

Follow me, come on.

BLAIR: You led us to believe
you had the problem solved.

ORMSBEE:
Solving it and correcting it

are two entirely different matters.

Are they? I think you're stalling.

Then, sir, I suggest you pluck some
other physicist out of the dead of night

and have him repair
your rinky-dink facili...

BLAIR:
At least give us an estimate

of when you expect your work
to be completed.

It's a simple question, doctor.

Well, those are the kind
that best suit you, aren't they?

I don't have to take any more
from you.

Just perhaps a rough idea?

Well, roughly,

I think that I can
promise you gentlemen

at almost any moment now,

you're going to have
some rather startling developments.

If you'll excuse me, please.

He's stalling, Donald.

ORMSBEE: What kept you?
I was expecting you earlier.

- But I was here earlier, sir.
ORMSBEE: Dolby.

DANNY [WHISPERS]:
Get back.

Let's go.

You're all under arrest.

Come with me. Take him. Let's go.

Don't shoot.
You're liable to hit that plutonium.

BLAIR:
McGarrett.

Do you know what will happen
if this goes over,

if these plutonium canisters logjam?

Massive radiation.

We'll all end up like those men
in the volcano.

What about it, doctor?

- I'm figuring the odds.
- Hold it.

Is that the way you wanna die?

BLAIR:
You leave me no choice.

What are the odds, doctor?

Three or more of those canisters
have to nest together

in order to trigger radiation.

I'd say the odds are about 5-to-1.

If that's the best we can do,
we have no choice on it.

We're going in.

You stay here.
And stay here, doctor.

Danno, let's go.

Don't let them nest together.

Keep them apart, keep them apart.

Don't let them nest together.

Keep them apart.
That's right, push them. Right there.

Good, good.

Come out. Throw your weapons out.

Come out with your hands
on your head.

Hold it right there.

Turn around.
To H.P.D., on the double.

Okay, Danno.

Let's go.

McGarrett, I restructured
this entire nuclear assembly system.

Now, they don't know it,
but this thing works now.

They could build a warhead here.

There was no reason
for this kind of frontal assault.

Doctor, for some naive reason,

there was concern on our part
about your safety.

McGarrett, you simply can't resist
the urge to play hero, can you?

Well, no serious damage done.

- We can't be sure of that.
- What?

Well, you've been working
with plutonium.

We can't be sure you're not suffering
from at least a little radiation poisoning

until you're hospitalized
and checked over thoroughly.

Are you mad?

I don't have the time

for an endless series
of thoroughly unpleasant tests.

I've got to stay here, McGarrett.

I put this thing together.
Now I've gotta dismantle it.

Chin, Duke, take him to the hospital
and have him examined.

McGarrett, I have to stay here.

- You're under arrest.
- What?

What do you mean, I'm under arrest?
What's the charge?

- Conspiracy.
- Conspiracy?

You just said
you helped these people

restructure the entire nuclear system
completely.

McGarrett, they kidnapped me.
Now, I was here under duress.

All right, prove it.
That will take a couple of days,

and that's all they need
to examine you.

ORMSBEE: McGarrett...
- Take him away, boys.

McGarrett, McGarrett.

You wait, McGarrett,
until Admiral Gaines hears about this.

[ORMSBEE SHOUTING
INDISTINCTLY]

Good.

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