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May God give him a merciful judgment and forgive all his sins.

May Christ the Good Shepherd lead him safely home to be at peace with God our

Father. Bless this grave and send your angel to watch over it. Forgive the sins

of our brother whose body we bury here.

May his soul and the souls of all the faithful departed through the mercy of

God rest in peace.

Take your mother to the car, ladies.

Padre, would you... Lower the casket.

Tasaki.

Tasaki, wait.

Father, do you still insist on this idiocy? Go on, Tasaki.

Would you leave us, please?

McGarrett murdered your son. All right. All right, McGarrett murdered Chris, and

he dies for it. Let's kill him and be done with it.

At best, it won't be easy.

But putting him on his guard like this is madness.

This man killed Le Verchon.

For that, first he must wonder, then he must know, then he must die.

That is the way we do things.

What's happening with the McDonald case?

He's being indicted today, Steve.

We're preparing extradition papers on his partner, so... You think we'd ever

nail him? No, never.

What is it, Steve?

Someone's planning my future.

Okay.

Let's take a ride out to the cemetery.

Which one?

Where was Chris Vashon buried?

That one.

Yeah, this is it.

It matches.

Chain. That vase of flowers.

Corner of that stone.

I get the message.

Let's go.

We're in mourning, McGarrett.

We don't expect understanding or respect from the police.

We do expect common decency.

A court might consider this a threat against my life.

Picture of a grave?

We both know whose grave it is, don't we, Vachon?

Do you have anything to add?

Place me under arrest.

Or release me.

Now.

I'd just as soon not be in the same room with my son's murderer.

I am not your son's murderer.

He was apprehended in the act of trying to rob a hotel.

He attempted to kill me with three shots at point-blank range and was wounded.

Now, he'd be alive today if he'd surrendered when ordered instead of

trying to escape.

Now, Vashon, I am not your son's murderer.

I say you are.

I'm on notice. Is that it?

There's a contract out on me.

All right, Vashon, I'm putting out a contract on you.

Legal contract.

Watertight.

It expires the day I hear a judge sentence you to life imprisonment.

Where? McGarrett was just here, Father.

He knows.

He knows.

That being the case, Father, is it now acceptable to you that I finish this

matter and be done with it?

Avec plaisir.

Thank you, Father.

This is something we can't slough off, Steve.

Honoré Vachon, big daddy of all organized crime in these islands.

What he wants, he gets.

Yeah. And what he wants most right now is my head, which I mean to keep.

But you're going to stay in the open.

Yeah, and take the proper precautions.

The trouble with decoys, a lot of times they end up shot with the ducks.

I don't exactly relish the idea of going fishing with myself as bait.

But if we want to build a big enough case against Vachon to get in there and

clean that family cesspool out once and for all, I've got to be enough target to

make him show his hand a little more. Then we'd better bug him right down to

his cufflinks.

Total surveillance.

We've got to know what cards he's holding before he plays them.

Yeah, and it means a federal court order. And to get one, we need more

proof of Vachon's intention than a snapshot of an open grave.

Catch him.

Here are four hitmen who worked for Vachon before.

Whereabouts? We're checking that now.

I thought you'd like a readout of the M.O.s in the meanwhile.

Yeah.

Yeah, let's see what I've got to watch out for.

Mr. Mark Ross.

Mr. Tosaki. So punctual, as always.

Come in, please.

um um

Get the bomb squad here on the double. Kyoko, come up here.

Clear the first three floors, then come up here and help me move these cars. And

don't touch mine.

Six more units to the same address.

Code red.

There she is, loaded for bear.

its teeth right here, right now.

Will you take cover please?

Okay, she is disarmed.

Well, looks like nothing else was tampered with.

Now I want this car towed to that vacant lot behind the lab and tell Che to go

over it.

Happily.

Okay.

Steve! Johnson!

Let me make sure the brake's off. 14 was on duty outside till midnight.

Squad car came on then. Got a list of all the cars that came in during the

night. All tenants, no visitors.

Brake's off!

Hold it.

That door was locked.

Hold it!

Hold it! Hit the deck.

Easy, easy.

Get an ambulance.

Easy, easy.

Easy.

Easy.

Another one in the door.

Yeah.

Vashon showed his hand. Now we get a court order.

The correct time will be...

What have you got, Che?

Queso Gur. Very unusual.

Why is it unusual?

Strictly European.

Whoever made those bombs rolls his own and learned how to do it overseas

someplace.

European.

What have we got, Che?

Hillman, Marcos, Zaganini, Bailey.

Bomb guys.

All experienced enough to set up a decoy and a payoff.

Che came up with an explosive that made only in Europe, so let's concentrate on

Marcos and Zaganini.

Right.

That was a slick operation, Chin.

He left a broken thread on the hood for us to spot.

Then he replaced the one on the front door after he'd installed the bomb. Now,

that's style.

That's style.

Vashon's buying the best.

Oh, he can afford to.

Yeah, he can afford to, and you can be sure he's not gonna stop after one

failure.

But the odds are he's, uh...

He's not gonna have much faith in local talent after this.

Which could mean that he might import his next hitman, so maybe we better get

Interpol on this.

You want a rundown of who's available around the world?

Yeah. And key cities around the mainland.

The top men, the expensive ones.

Okay. And Chin, one other thing.

Ask Interpol and mainland police to alert us in the event that any of them

suddenly take off for a nearby airport.

Got it.

Why, Papa's on the phone. Didn't you hear?

Henry, what is it? Will you go back to the phone and say that I'm out?

Tell him I'll call him soon.

Marguerite, will you please?

I'll explain in due time.

Yes, sir.

your macros.

Chin, there must be 25 or 30 windows over there with a direct line of fire

into this office.

As you build up your photo file on the sharpshooters, see if any of them try to

rent a room over there.

Duke will give you as much manpower as you need.

I want a running check on all vantage points into this office.

Okay.

They miss the boy.

We all miss the boy.

Father, let's walk by the sea.

It's a pleasant afternoon, and the surf is high.

Well, that's the way we do things. Father, if you had just let me handle

it... And it's done.

And it worked.

he's going to die would go to such lengths.

Let him sweat.

Cushion! Father, will you please?

Will you listen to that?

We're here for an hour, sir.

Talk about what we do next.

It's all right.

But while McGarrett sweats, I'm a man with his hands tied behind him.

They're not only listening to me. From somewhere, they're watching me, too.

I can't do business at home.

They follow me wherever I go.

These days, they have all the weapons, the police.

It is impossible to handle affairs.

But this is going to be handled.

Yes. But who's going to handle it?

Macros was the best to be had on the islands.

See how it turned out.

Someone must be brought in.

Someone who is unknown, who's clean, who's smart, who will do things as it

should be done, so it'll be done.

Yes.

How are we going to come by this someone?

Philidor.

Get in touch with Philidor.

He has contacts all over the world, yes.

He'll know. He'll know someone.

Let's get in touch with Philidor.

And he still owes me a favor from, I don't know, 10, 20 years ago.

Now we call this one in.

Yes, but the problem is getting the message to him.

When do Marguerite and the girls go to church next?

Tomorrow in the morning.

Write to Philidor.

Give Marguerite the letter.

She'll give it to the sexton to mail her.

He'll be only too glad to do a service for Madame Duchamp.

Father, I don't like to bring Marguerite into the work.

Tell Philidor to send his answer to the church.

Say she'll give it to Marguerite. She'll bring it to you in her prayer book.

I don't think McGarrett will stop your wife on her way home from church.

The church, Father?

That's a sacred place.

There is nothing more sacred than killing McGarrett.

Emile Calamier, 32, Montreal, Caucasian.

Indicted for murder of a foreign office official.

Witnesses disappeared.

Charges dropped.

Where is he now?

Montreal. Okay, next.

Hans Demas, West Germany.

Believed to have been involved in an assassination plot on Willy Brandt.

Hushed up by the press, insufficient evidence.

Any report on his movements?

Interpol says he's sitting tight.

Oh, I don't know, Ben. Here we are getting reports on top-hit men from all

over the world, and none of them seem to be moving off their bar stools.

Thousands of dollars' worth of electronic surveillance equipment, and

what have we got to show for it so far?

Five tapes of running water, three of a garbage disposal, two of a vacuum, and,

oh, and a beauty of the surf running high at Diamond Head.

Our court order for surveillance runs out in exactly two weeks.

No.

We better get some kind of lead soon.

The name is Hayward.

Regards to your father, Uncle Philidor.

Hello? Hotel Barrier Reef?

Wrong number. This is the Acme Janitor Service.

Oh. I must have dialed the wrong number. Sorry to have troubled you, mate.

Bye.

Code red. Code red.

No, no, no. Just stay there.

Choppers?

No, forget it.

Over a thousand square miles to search. By the time we're in the air, they'd

have had their meeting.

Vashon's got himself a hitman.

Good, Dosaki, very good.

So you'll know I'm Vachon.

Do I know your Hayward?

Silly Daw says I am. Do you know his handwriting?

All right, we're each who we say we are.

You've heard from your bank at Geneva.

$25,000 deposited to my account.

The other 25 when the job is done.

Now, what do you need?

Two weeks.

Impossible. You come here to kill McGarrett, not get a suntan.

Look, he has an office on the third floor of the Ilani Palace.

There's a half a dozen men around most of the time.

He's smart.

They're smart.

He's expecting a hit.

He's on his guard. So are they.

I need two weeks to make a diagram in my mind of every move he makes.

From the moment he gets up to the moment he goes to bed.

And that could be four dozen different diagrams.

I've got to get inside of his head to figure out how he might act if he thinks

there's a hitman on his tail. I have to pick my time and my place, and I have to

find alternative escape routes.

I have to make some connections to get the kind of thing I'm going to use on

him after I've decided where, when, and how I'm going to do it. And I have to

find some alternative places to lie low for the first...

Hot 24 hours after I've done it.

And I have to make reservations on a dozen planes to different parts of the

world.

Now, if you think you can do all that work in less than two weeks, you do the

job.

I want it done in a week.

There's a plane out of here at five.

I can make it.

Ten days.

That's the absolute limit. I want the whole matter dealt with and finished.

Ten days, or I ask Philidor for a replacement.

Ten days.

All right.

A thousand dollars more a day, and that'll bring your bill to... I can do

addition. All right, agreed.

Ten days, ten thousand more.

Done.

Done.

The kind of businessman you seem to be, why do you kill for a living?

You meet more interesting people.

Nice to have met you, Mr. Bashaw.

What do you mean, nice to meet me?

Because we won't meet each other again.

I'm not to know your arrangements?

You hired me to murder McGarrett.

That's all that's necessary for you to know. From here on, I work alone.

I do it best that way, by myself.

How do I know if it's done?

Listen to the 11 o'clock news ten days from now.

How do you know you're going to get the rest of your money?

As soon as you hear McGarrett's dead, you phone the banker and tell him to

deposit $35,000 to my account in Geneva.

And then I'll phone Switzerland to see if it's been done.

If it hasn't, my next job's for free.

You.

You're a very talented man, Mr. Hayward, but you're new in Hawaii.

You weren't around when my life was threatened for the first time.

I remember that man well.

If you weren't pressed for time, I might show you where he's buried.

Hello, Holstein.

Taxi, mister.

No, thanks, pal.

Want a little service?

All you have to do is have your life threatened

It's a clean one.

Thank you.

I picked it up at the carpool myself.

She went over it with a fine tooth comb.

I know.

Suddenly,

a lot of talk.

Vashon's phone calls?

Business as usual.

Well, there's nothing here that's worth anything.

He knows we're still listening.

The day before yesterday, he did that helicopter disappearing act. Today, he's

talking his head off, and he doesn't care who hears him.

Add it up.

He lit the fuse.

Yeah. Vashon's found his hitman.

He's laid his plans. It's in the works. All he has to do now is sit back and

wait.

But nothing to worry about.

Must be a great feeling to have nothing to worry about.

Think it's one of those?

Who knows?

Has Interpol reported any new activity?

I'll get an update.

I need more light, mate.

I'm an artist, you see.

You wouldn't have another one of these on this side, say, one floor up, would

you? On the third floor?

Yes, I have one, but it's furnished. It costs more.

That's all right. Can I see it?

Photo and description from Melbourne, Australia.

The last two years, this guy has been spotted in half a dozen capitals around

the world.

And each time, just after he's left, an important dead body's turned up.

Now, Steve, this one's on the move.

Dylan Hayward.

OK. Let's get copies to all our guys.

It's exactly what I wanted.

How much?

Haircut, third Wednesday every month.

Meeting with DA each Friday at noon.

Karate, Tuesdays, Thursday.

All anybody has to do is watch you for a couple of weeks, Steve, and you're

taped. Yeah.

Honoré Vachon started using his telephone again about 10 days ago. Let's

figure that was the day he found the hitman.

Okay, let's say the guy took...

Couple of days to get here.

They negotiated.

He went to work stalking me.

That means that he's been on my tail for about a week, right?

Working out my movements, habits, where I go, when, everything.

Now, if I suddenly started changing those habits, what's he gonna think?

That you know he's on your tail. Exactly.

No. I want this man. He's important. He's gonna lead me to Vashon.

Lead you, not carry you.

That's a matter of timing, isn't it, Donald?

How about that?

Yes, that's the one.

Third floor, straight across.

He rented it yesterday.

As we said, Honoré Vachon buys the best.

How do we move?

We don't move. We sit.

We sit very quietly. Well, Dylan Haywood helps us put Vachon away for the rest of

his life.

You got him on the ally?

Yeah, it's working like a dream.

He just came in, Steve.

Okay, then.

Steve, he sees you.

Okay, Dano.

Chin, let him see you.

Chin, close the door.

You just went in, Danny.

Steve, the man is right on schedule.

Okay, Dano.

Chin, get ready.

He's in his office, Steve.

Chin, come on in.

Well, this is the fourth night.

Who knows? Maybe it's a dress rehearsal.

He just went in, Danny, carrying a suitcase and a package.

Half hour early.

He wants to set his sights.

Be ready to move in 15 minutes.

Right.

Steve, this is it.

He's carrying a suitcase.

And a package.

Okay, Dano.

Opening night.

On your toes.

Mr. Dunham, I'm here.

You've got the wrong office.

Oh, Mr.

Dunham, and after I came all this way.

Don't tell me you don't want to see me.

Mr. Dunham.

He's gone to the door.

There, now.

That's much more aloha.

You're supposed to be friendly in Hawaii.

What do you want?

Well, whatever you want, you sent for me.

You made a mistake. My name's not Dunham.

You're kidding.

Don't you call Dial a girl?

No. Good night.

I don't mind answering a wrong number.

Some other time, maybe, love, but really.

Not tonight.

A dummy.

Policewoman?

Policewoman, dummy.

Look, McGarrett, let's make a deal.

You give me a light sentence and I'll give you the name.

I already know the name.

But the jury, they won't know it unless I tell them. Why should I?

What's in it for me?

I'll tell you what's in it for you.

Your life.

You're going to Oahu State Prison. That's Vashon territory.

And Vashon has a standard reward for failure.

A shiv in the back some night while you're quietly reading a book in the

prison library.

You want a deal? Okay, I'll give you a deal.

Maxim Security Prison, mainland under a phony name. That's the deal. Take it or

leave it.

Let's go.

Why didn't you come to Honolulu, Mr. Hayward?

To kill McGarrett.

Had you a personal grievance against Mr. McGarrett?

I'd never met the man before.

And what was your reason for wanting to kill him?

Money.

I was hired to murder McGarrett.

Hired?

By whom?

Him.

Let's be very precise about this, Mr. Hayward.

Who hired you to kill Mr. McGarrett?

The defendant, Honoré Vachon.

Will

the defendant

please rise?

Honoré Vachon, you have been found guilty of conspiring to cause the death

of Stephen McGarrett.

The court sentences you to the maximum penalty permitted by law.

Ten years in state prison.

Court is adjourned.

Two down, John.