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Thank you.

Nice and easy.

Turn up the lawnmower.

Nice and easy.

You want 9.30 to find your guts in his mailbox tomorrow morning?

Do you?

Okay, let's go.

Okay, open the icebox.

I don't know the combination.

You work here midnight to eight on weekends, and you know the combination.

The other guy who works the other shift the rest of the week doesn't.

That's why we're here now. We checked on it.

Howard, open it.

Okay, wrap him up.

All right, on the deck, friends. Belly down.

Come on. Move.

Wait a minute.

What did you do that for?

Old family custom.

Which one?

Over there, Steve.

All right, let's have a look.

What about Sean?

It's impossible.

After 40 years, somebody's got to be kidding.

What have we got? Any descriptions?

There are kids, 18, 19, like that. You couldn't tell much on account of their

masks.

What about the way they were dressed?

Have you noticed anything special?

One of them had on a real expensive sport coat.

How'd you know it was expensive?

I know good clothes. I handle them all the time here.

That one was custom-made, I'll bet you.

It must have run him 200, 250 at least.

Anything else?

Something special about the way they talk, maybe.

The one that hit me did most of the talking.

He was kind of muffled on account of the stockings they wore over their heads.

One of them never even opened his mouth at all.

And the other one, all he said was, hit the deck.

Notice anything about the way they walked?

Limp? Something like that? Pigeon-toed?

I just looked up and there they were.

They must have come up through the elevators from the garage.

Wasn't there an attendant on duty?

Not at that time.

Between 3 o'clock and 6 o'clock in the morning, there isn't much traffic in the

garage. Man goes on at 6.

They must have known about that.

They were out of here with a minute and a half to spare.

They knew plenty.

My name.

He knew that.

They knew I had the combination of the safe.

Everything was working smooth, like they had it all planned out ahead of time.

Then this one guy hit me.

Yeah? Then what?

Well, then one of the other fellas came over and he said something like, uh,

what'd you do that for?

Words like that.

And?

Did he say why he did it?

He said... He said, it's an old family custom.

I want to talk to you, Mr. Vachon. Mr. McGarrett, it's 8 o'clock in the

morning. I'm breakfasting with my family.

I don't know what business the police think they have with me, but you know

where my office is, and you know I can be found there. The hotel in Waikiki was

held up about 6 o'clock this morning by three young men.

The activities of the hoodlum element of this city... One of them carved a V in

the night clerk's cheek.

I'll join you on the terrace.

Around the garage and through the service entrance.

No need to disturb my wife and daughters with this.

A V was used, huh? That's right.

And the kid, 20-21, used it.

Where's your son?

Mr. McGarrett, are you suggesting that my son could in any way be connected

with a stupid, childish prank like that?

I'm not suggesting anything, Mr. Vachon.

I'd just like to know where he was during the robbery.

The V was on a ring. The kid handed the clerk an uppercut.

Said it was an old family custom.

Where's your son?

See for yourself.

Someone here wants to know where you were at about 6 o'clock this morning.

It's Mr. McGarrett here, 5-0.

I think you're going to discover, Mr. McGarrett, that my son is in no way

connected with this affair.

Which affair?

Where were you about 6 a.m.? In bed.

Any way to prove it?

I wish there was.

What's this all about? You want to clue me in?

The Regent Hotel in Waikiki was held up.

Don't we own that?

We haven't interested it.

You own a ring with a V on it?

Sure. May I see it?

Certainly.

You left-handed?

No. Take it off, please.

Looking for bloodstains?

Why should I be looking for bloodstains?

Don't cops always look for bloodstains?

Anything else?

Yeah. Do you own a three-button sports jacket made of a golden tan plaid

material? Of course not.

Is that what the guy was wearing?

Mind if we check through your closets?

I'd mind, McGarrett.

My son owns no such garment. I see no justification for you to rummage among

his belongings.

Okay.

Okay for now.

Since when did you start wearing your ring on your left hand?

If you flipped, how would I want to knock over a hotel?

That's right.

What for, exactly?

Twenty-one.

A run of Honolulu.

And a weekly allowance the servants in this house don't make in a month.

What would you do it for? I didn't.

By now it'll be on the news.

A hold-up and a V on the clerk's cheek.

And by this afternoon, it'll be in all the papers.

And they'll have had time to look back into their files, dig up all those old

stories about your grandfather, how he came to these islands, what he did when

he got here.

Well, those days were different from now, you see.

They were rougher.

He did business with people the only way they were used to.

It's not like that anymore.

I can walk into any bank in Honolulu and the president of it will stand up.

Except the ones where I'm president.

But now it'll all be on the news, all those old stories. Your mother reads

those papers.

Your sisters read those papers.

And the trade commission from Argentina, who I'm meeting with tomorrow on a

matter that could mean millions, they'll read those papers.

I tell you, if I thought that you had the slightest thing to do... I didn't.

Papa, I had a sore finger.

That's why I changed rings.

And I wasn't bad.

Hey, look at me. Do I look like I was up all night?

No.

I give you credit for more brains.

Come and eat your breakfast.

Look, let's not discuss this inside. Why should the women worry, huh?

Come on.

Well, it isn't exactly the great train robbery, is it?

Is this all they got?

What they left was worth ten times what they took.

All that planning, and they grab the first thing they see, and they beat it.

As if the loot wasn't important, just the job.

Okay.

Run it through the usual fences. The search warrants are ready over at DA's.

Right.

Chris Vachon drives an expensive custom sports car.

He's got charge accounts all over town.

When he goes out to dinner, he tips more than last night's loot at that hotel.

Somebody's putting us on.

We're putting the Vachons on the spot.

Logically, why would the Vachon family knock over a hotel safe?

Old Nick is retired and living like an emperor. His son, Honoré, skims his fat

percentage off the top of every illegal operation around here.

Yeah, he gets enough to charity every year to be next chairman of the

community chest.

By the time Nick finished cornering crime in these islands,

Must have been at least 100 corpses hanging upside down in back rooms all

over town with the V burnt into them, right?

You see a connection to what's happening now?

Well, maybe some of those corpses had sons and grandsons. Yeah.

And this is their declaration of war. Is that what you mean, Dad?

Possible, Steve, isn't it?

Not bad for the first time at bat.

We're just warming up.

Anybody want a drink?

Hey, Chris, you know slugging that nightclub?

Yeah. I think you might have blown the whole deal.

How?

Like this.

No sweat.

Well, what if they come looking for you?

They're already dead. What?

Forget it.

Even cops aren't dumb enough to try to nail a Vachon with a dime store heist

like this. You call this dime store?

That's fair.

But what did you do it for?

Look, I offered you a little fun, right?

A little well-paid fun.

And you said, far out.

You're well-paid, aren't you?

Yeah, but this, Chris, what about this?

I mean, this is just plain stupid. It's like you were asking the cops to come

and take you away.

You get your kicks one way, I get mine another.

You're in it for the money.

I'm in it for something else.

Something else altogether.

I want my old man to flip his way.

Cheers.

Ben Kupua, Mr. Heller.

Hawaii Five-O.

This is a warrant to examine your inventory.

How many times have I said I don't fence?

Every time I've come in here with a search warrant.

Open up, okay?

All right.

Mr. Desardais, this is an authorization for us to... Of course, Mr. Williams, of

course. As you very well know, we are always eager and willing to cooperate...

Which means you probably don't have anything we're looking for, but we may

as well spread it out anyway.

Listen, this place we're gonna hit is right next to the hotel we did Sunday.

That's right.

A guy'd have to be an idiot to pull a job so close to the last one. Yeah, I

think so.

Yeah, well, I'm figuring on the fuzz thinking so, too.

Hey, Chris, will you forget that old family custom for once, please? Shut up

while I make you rich.

Come on, boys.

Let's rob a hotel.

Another autograph job.

Anything else?

Yeah, maybe the tailor who made the sport coat.

It's the same $250 job the chambermaid of the region described.

When he hit Mr. Soderman here, it slipped open.

Mr. Soderman said he saw the initials L-O-W.

That's capital L-O space capital W.

Could be somebody's name. Chin's working on it.

Okay.

Same autograph job, same clothes. I get the feeling somebody's rubbing our nose

in it.

I just can't believe it happened.

And in each of these two robberies, the same easily recognizable trademark.

A V, a letter V, cut into the cheek of one of the victims.

Now, those of you who might remember some of the past and violent history...

Sasaki.

Yes, it is.

I want to see you right away.

Here's a list of the things that were stolen from us, Mr... Dosaki. T-O-S-A-K

-I. Mr. Honoré has instructed me to express his appreciation for this favor.

Oh, there's no need for Mr. Honoré to pay me just to give him a listing. Oh,

Mr. Honoré always pays for favors. And that way he knows he can return for more

favors if he needs them.

Could be.

Who have you sold it to in the past couple of months?

Google consult the record.

Mr.

Jacks, Mr. Engle, Mr.

Douglas, Mr.

Diem. I'll write them down if you don't mind.

Of course.

While you are here, I might interest you in some suitings.

You got any idea what a cop makes?

Oh, I'm sorry.

Me too.

I got nothing Mr. Honoré would be interested in.

Yes, of course, Mr. Tosaki.

I always cooperate fully with Mr. Vachon.

Thank you.

Can I help you?

Padre Vachon asked me to call on you.

Yeah?

Would you be so kind as to glance over this list of articles?

Of course.

These items?

You have them, then?

I have them, but they are trinkets. In what way could they possibly interest

Honore Vachon?

Oh, in a very great way, as you'll discover for yourself when you see the

profit you're about to realize.

These trinkets.

Could he describe him? The one who brought in the articles?

Young, well-dressed, brisk.

That's all he could say.

Anyone might fit that description.

I want the one who does fit it.

There was another robbery early this morning.

The one in charge wore the same clothes, used the same trademark.

It's reasonable to assume he'll go to the same fence.

And so will you.

This young, well-dressed... Risk person puts in an appearance.

I want to see him.

Mr. Douglas is very nice.

I see him now and then.

Sometimes he's with friends.

He always pays his rent on time.

You tell me what he looks like?

Oh, he's young, handsome, dressed sharply, drives a beautiful, expensive

white car.

You don't say.

White, huh?

Some surprise you handed us, Mr. Vashon.

Not anything like the surprise you bought to hand your father, however.

Home, please.

Oh, you are an idiot. If you hear me from that, there is no appeal.

All right.

Now, I want to know who it was who led you into this idiocy.

Who are these two who are in this with you? Which one is the leader?

What's his name? The one who talked you into this?

You got it all wrong, Papa.

I talked them into it.

I'm the big brain behind this, uh, crime wave.

You?

The planning, the background work?

Studying the situation and developing it? That was all your work?

Proud of me.

And fencing the goods?

Knowing how much they'd bring on the market, knowing how much to demand for

them. How did you learn about that?

From my old man.

Following Union. your footsteps papa those are not my footsteps robbing

hotels like any common thief off the sidewalks poker for pennies that's not

the fashion way then that has been the fashion way well

actually you got to start someplace i'm planning a bigger

caper but uh you are planning nothing this isn't a start this is an

end an end of the whole thing I forbid you to have anything more to do... You

forbid me?

Yes, I forbid you.

Terrified, Papa.

What are you going to do?

You going to call the cops?

You going to take care of me the way Grandpa used to take care of

competition? You going to put a contract out on me, Papa?

I have never said your name, aloud or to myself.

But it wasn't said with love.

Let me start crying, Papa.

Why are you doing this?

Bugs you, doesn't it?

Doesn't it bug you?

Yes, it bugs me.

For once we agree on something, huh?

Come on.

Why?

Why? You have everything. Money, cars.

Right!

And the hypocrite of all time is a father who made his money smuggling and

blackmail and protection and prostitution and kidnapping and heroin

and murder.

He thinks he's got a reserved seat in heaven because now he only cheats on his

income tax and he contributes to the March of Dimes.

I'll see you after the next hit, Papa.

Chris.

Chris!

Well, young man, what brings you to Diamond Head?

I must talk to you.

Right, Steve.

Oh, and motor vehicle check back.

There is no car white, green, yellow, expensive, cheap, or free registered to

any N. Douglas.

Yeah.

Well, listen, we've even got a full set of fingernail pairings so far.

Yeah, get back to you.

What more?

The boy's growing up. He wants some excitement before it's too late.

He'll have the excitement of going to jail.

Vachons do not go to jail.

Are you telling me you cannot handle this with two telephone calls?

I can remember I had three deputy district attorneys on my payroll.

Father, times are different now.

Money is no different.

What has been stolen here? You said yourself, nickels and dimes, huh?

Give everyone a dollar who lost a dime and he'll say thank you. Merci beaucoup.

Forget about it.

McGarrett won't forget about it.

McGarrett?

Why would he be interested in three little boys who steal cigarette

lighters?

Because one of them is a Vachon.

He has no proof of that.

She has suspicions.

Father, Chris used the ring.

Yeah. See, you don't keep up with the news, but it's been in the papers

already. It's been on the television.

All the old stories are being told again.

That wasn't very smart. It was stupid.

Negotiations are in progress.

Business matters, important ones.

Completely removed from all the old kinds. I mean, these are legitimate,

open.

This could wreck them.

Tell him to stop.

Tell him to... I have told him.

Oh? He laughed at me.

Called me a hypocrite. The hypocrite of all time.

He said that.

And you struck him?

Father, the boy is 21.

And you're 50, so?

Show me your father disrespect and you'll feel my fist in your face.

What do you mean?

I don't...

What do you mean he doesn't respect you?

No, he doesn't respect me.

Father, you... You live here with your memories.

The world now is a different place.

Children today, they look their parents in the eye, they spit in their faces.

They lie without shame.

And when you catch the lie, they laugh at you. They defy you. They disobey you.

And when you threaten them with punishment, they call you a hypocrite.

No, he doesn't respect me.

I didn't think I would ever hear words like that from a Vachon.

Would you rather hear lies from a Vachon?

Do you think I came here to tell you this out of pleasure?

Why'd you come?

To ask you to talk to the boy.

Me? Yes.

You still have his respect, Father.

Tell him he mustn't talk to me that way. I will tell him nothing.

And you will degrade yourself no further.

If Chris has lost his respect for you, make him find it again. Teach him.

I have to teach all Hawaii to respect me. You should be able to teach your own

son. Here.

Now that we've settled that, tell me, how are Marguerite and the girls?

Okay, let's get in the kitchen.

This it?

It.

Lo Wu Sing.

Hey, wait.

I

think we

want someone named N. Douglas.

If there is someone named N. Douglas, which I doubt.

From the cigarette lighter.

Did you run it through motor vehicles?

We did.

Is it Chris Vachon?

It is.

The first solid evidence anyone's had on a Vachon in almost 20 years, Chin.

What if this is the one crack that can break open that whole cesspool?

We'll have earned our gold watch.

Yeah.

All right, Chin.

Bring him in.

We've got visitors.

Who?

The police.

All right, why?

To arrest him.

Are you pleased? Big shot?

Just to get even with something you think you've got against me, this is

what you end up doing.

Going to jail. For what?

The shots don't go to jail, Papa. You know that.

You've heard Grandpa say it a million times.

I've even heard you say it.

Nah, you better get on the phone.

Lawyers, right?

You better get me some lawyers.

The Shons don't go to jail.

Mr. Shon, you're under arrest on suspicion of armed robbery and assault.

How you doing, Piggy?

Find any missing hubcaps lately?

Did he make bail? He not only got out on bail, but Harvey Mathis and Drew got it

reduced to $25,000.

Drew's a smart lawyer, isn't he?

What's he getting mixed up with the Vashons for, Steve?

Isn't he running for the Senate next year? Sure.

Running for the Senate takes a lot of money.

What do you bet this is the fattest fee he ever got?

Now, let's make sure he earns it the hard way.

By losing.

Take it easy, Dad.

See, I'm not in jail.

You're out on bail, that's all.

You've still got to stand trial.

Relax. We've got the best lawyers on the island. You'll get me acquitted.

Lawyers are for window dressing.

It's here you'll get acquitted.

Yeah? How?

Just wait. You might learn something.

Hello.

Sasaki, yes.

Tell me.

Good, Sasaki.

Stay by the phone.

This is how you get acquitted.

We'll begin with those friends of yours.

Lance and Stu?

What happened?

Better than they deserve.

A trip to the mainland with $5,000 each in their pocket.

It turns out there's money in robbing hotels after all.

Terrific.

Sean's been seen in town with two other kids.

We don't know their names yet, but I got a good description of one of them.

In a bar they hung around in.

Good, Ben. Go.

This is how it lines up so far, Steve.

The manager of the apartment house definitely connects with Sean and N.

Douglas. Same person, right?

The assistant manager at the second hold-up places him in the sport coat.

The tailor identifies him as the one who bought the sport coat.

And one of the hotel guests identifies the lighter as the one we found in the

sport coat.

And that fence Kwan identifies him as the kid who dumped the stolen goods.

I've gone into court with a lot less, and I've come out with a conviction.

Well, let's go in and get this one then, John.

Yeah, sure.

How those other two kids slid out of sight like that.

I'd love to have them to really nail this down.

Don't worry, you'll have them. But let's sew up Chris Vachon now.

Yes.

Mm-hmm.

What was that one again?

Oh, yes.

Good.

Thank you.

You'll receive something in the mail.

Who is that?

Young man who works at the Hall of Justice.

and enjoys getting things in the mail.

Tosaki, I've got the DA's witnesses.

Have you got a pencil?

Yeah, I'll wait.

Lawyers. As I said, just window dressing.

This is where the work gets done.

You ready?

Lo Wu Sing, a tailor.

May I help you?

Honoré Vachon sent me.

He's interested in buying your shop.

He's made what he considers a most generous offer.

Would you accept cash?

Honoré Vachon wants to buy my... Yes, and that way you can return to Taiwan,

where we understand you have an aged father who'd be most overjoyed to spend

his remaining days in your care.

I'm speaking to Mr. Vachon to work for you at the trimaran club

as manager.

Mrs. Finnerty, I ask you to look at this garment.

Is this the garment you've previously described as having been worn by one of

the young men who held you up and robbed the safe at the Regent Hotel where you

are employed?

Well, I couldn't say absolutely for sure.

You couldn't say for sure.

Well, it happened so quick-like, I could hardly notice what they all had on. May

I remind you that we have your signed statement taken at the time of the

robbery in which you meticulously describe a certain sports coat as being

worn by one of these young men. Well, I was all shook up. And when you're all

shook up, you're liable to say things that later on... May I remind you that

withholding evidence in a criminal prosecution... Your Honor,

counsel is browbeating the witness.

Mr. District Attorney...

I withdraw the question, Your Honor.

Mr. Suriyami, is that gentleman seated at that table there the same man who

rented apartment 10J under the name of N. Douglas?

Well, it could be.

No, it couldn't be.

I don't see too well.

The gentleman in 10-J, he only come in and out very quickly.

Both of them cleared out, Steve.

Both the tailors who made the sports jacket and the fence who received it.

They were under subpoena.

Well, you find them and we'll try to extradite them. It will only take six or

eight months.

What about the guy who owns the cigarette lighter? Have we at least got

him?

What happened?

His daughter on the mainland suddenly contracted a very mysterious ailment.

He had to fly back to Wichita.

Your Honor, the move that the charges against the defendant Chris Vachon be

dismissed on the grounds that the prosecution has failed to make out a

prima facie case against him.

The defendant is acquitted.

Case dismissed.

You paid a lot for that verdict, Vashon, but it's nothing to what you're going to

pay. Excuse me.

My grandson has been declared not guilty.

It would not be wise to suggest that the facts are otherwise.

He hasn't been declared anything.

There just wasn't anyone around with enough guts to testify against him.

Next time, we'll be smarter.

So much for the pigs, huh, Grandpa?

Pigs?

There are pigs worth ten times your brain.

You're a fool.

Money was spent and lives disarranged to save you from your own foolishness.

Did you hear McGarrett say, next time he'll be smarter?

Take it to heart. He will be smarter, and you had better be smarter, because

no more money will be spent on you, you stupid boy.

You listen to your father. He's never been arrested by these pigs you're so

contemptuous of.

Yes, Father.

My son was brought up better than yours.

This one, I don't see any scars.

My son has scars.

Well, so far, it hasn't been the funniest show in town.

We bleep into his home, his apartment, half of the bars in Waikiki, and all

he's done so far is overdrawn his allowance.

How many days have we got left?

The whole show closes the day after tomorrow.

It took a federal court order for us to buy ten days of surveillance.

That means that if he doesn't make a move by Thursday...

We've got to get the bugs out of his car, his telephone, his apartment, and

his house.

Hey, Chris. What's happening?

Certainly took you guys long. We'll get something out of this after all.

Might have done it in three days.

You've had a little bit more practice than we have.

Well, now that you know what it feels like to have a little wad in your

wallet, well, you say we go for the big one.

You mean we're still in business?

Certainly.

What do you think I waited for you guys for?

Because I missed you?

I don't know. I kind of figured maybe your daddy had bought you out like he

did everybody else.

What is that supposed to mean?

Well.

Sue and I figured that once your daddy found out what you're doing, he'd pay

you to stop like he did us. He'd give you a spanking and make you promise

never to do it again.

Shut up.

And get off my back.

I'm warning you.

And talk nicer about Vashon's. Vashon's put money in your pocket, and don't

forget it, huh? And if you want more, it's a Vashon that's gonna put it there.

Now, are you with me or not?

Yeah, is it big?

I'll tell you how big it is.

There's a medical convention at the Kalakaua Hotel.

They've taken over the fourth and fifth floors.

There's a large banquet.

The last one.

Between 8 and 11.

On Thursday.

Okay, boys.

You want to rob a hotel?

We've got our first flesh on him, Chad.

The laundry room's to the left.

The chute is behind the door to the right.

There's two covers, right?

We go in the rooms together.

Everything goes down the chute. You get it all together, right?

Okay, let's go.

Kimo, get the laundry chute.

Take the card out.

Check the utility room dinner

Freeze.

You want something here, McGarrett?

Yeah, I wanted to arrest your son for attempted homicide and armed robbery,

but maybe I better call in for an ambulance first. An ambulance won't

help. He's dead.

My son is dead, McGarrett.

Dead, and you killed him.

No, Bashan, no.

I shot him.

You killed him.

You and his grandfather a long time ago.

Kimo, take over.

I gotta die.