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How did you do?

Hi, there.

Hi.

Hi.

Aren't you a little cutie? Yes, you are.

Come here, sweetie.

Come here, sweetie.

There you go.

Want to turn in circles?

Here you go. Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

That's right.

Come on, let's go.

Hi, there. It's good to see you.

Hey, look, can't you keep that kid quiet?

Well, look, he's just hungry. See, he's calming down now.

Back in ten minutes.

Airport, hurry.

What a lovely baby.

Oh, thank you.

It's adorable.

United Airlines flight 23 to Los Angeles now boarding at gate 17.

That's ours.

Let's go.

Hi, Steve.

Hi, Tom.

How come the FBI called 50 in on a kidnap? I'll give you the facts and you

can see.

Vano?

Anybody see anything?

It's happened too fast, Steve. The people in the drugstore know nothing.

Shannon and Ben are checking the rest of the block.

How do you describe a baby? That they're that long?

What about the clothes the kid was wearing?

Yeah, we put out an APB on that.

He left him outside for one minute. How could you do that?

Oh, well, I was so dumb, I couldn't get the card through the turnstile. I only

went... Oh, my God.

Excuse me.

McGarrett, white Bible.

Oh, Mr.

McGarrett, I... I'm afraid this doesn't make much sense to either of us.

We're not rich. We don't know why they picked on us.

Well, that's what's going through our mind, too, Mr. Empson.

Your son, is he adopted?

No.

Is he a child of a previous marriage?

No, no, there's no custody fight going on, nothing like that.

All right, Dan, we'll go through the usual routine anyway.

Phone tap, stakeout, just in case there's a ransom try.

What do you mean, in case?

What else could it be?

Well, you say you're not rich, so I don't think there'll be a ransom

attempt.

Now, the likelihood here is that...

We're dealing with someone who's sick.

A grieving woman, maybe, who thinks your son can replace her own lost child.

But we still have to go through the motions of a stakeout in case we're

wrong. What if you are wrong? I mean, if they want ransom, I'll pay it. I can

borrow the money.

The police might just frighten them away.

Mr. Hampson, we've gone through this before.

Nobody will even know we're there.

He's only eight weeks old.

No flashing lights and no sirens.

No lights, no sirens.

McGarrett. Yes, Chen. Yeah.

All right. And I'll call as soon as you get a break on anything.

Ben? Any fingerprints on the shopping cart?

Mrs. Empson's, the clerk's, that's all.

And no witnesses at all.

What about Empson, Dono? Just like he said.

Things are going okay for him, but he's not rich.

Works as a junior architect in a big firm. He's got a raise to $16,000.

Wait a minute. Architect?

What kind of architecture?

Anything for the government? Anything sensitive?

Shopping center, Steve. Housing tracts.

It's not exactly a prime target is it?

People still use the word dump?

I don't know.

I think only the people who stayed here have used it.

Oh, dear.

I wonder when they're going to... When do you think they're going to bring him

to bed?

He'll probably come just when he wakes up.

You know, I think he might go to sleep for a while if you could keep your voice

down. You see?

Just having the kid around for one night gets to be a drag.

Baby, you're ruining the kick.

Sorry.

Would you stop remembering and think about tomorrow?

Think about what happens after we collect.

Gar, I don't get high on going the way you do.

No, you get your jollies thinking about Michael.

Yes.

Michael.

Why didn't you name him Gar?

After me?

Good old American custom, name a boy after his father.

Because as I remember, his father didn't want him.

His father wanted the money instead. Isn't that the way that it went, Daddy?

Look, uh... Nina... We'll have another baby of our own

when we're ready.

When we've got everything else that we want.

It's the same old song.

Better fill in the paper.

Hey, um, what do you say we call this one Jason?

I kinda like the sound of that.

How old is he?

When was he born?

He's two months old.

The baby was born at 10.30 p.m. exactly.

Here, you sign over here.

wearing those little boots before?

Yeah.

One of the booties got lost, so I took the other one off. Got lost?

Where? I mean, what if your prints are on it?

Who's there?

Hey Mel.

That's not too cold, is it?

Hi. How are you?

Good. Good to see you. What's going on?

What have you been doing, Shelly, huh?

You been having a good time? Yeah. Playing, huh?

Listen, you want to play ball with me afterward?

I'm okay. Huh? Okay.

I'll see you later, huh?

All right.

Well, hello.

Nice to see you again.

I'll be with you in just a moment.

Would you like to come into my office?

Is the baby all right?

Yes.

Jason is just fine.

Never touch the stuff. Oh, that's right. I forgot.

Won't you sit down, please?

You know, I really didn't expect to hear from you again, especially so soon.

Well, this chick we knew had a kid and no way to keep it, so we knew you could

help her out.

That's right. That's Miss Rogers.

Here are our papers.

Yes, they've all been checked and they all look in order.

Well, this...

Chick has some money coming.

A friend, you say?

Well, I hope she's a good friend and trusts you.

$5,000 is no small sum.

She trusts us, Mr. Goodman.

Let me see now. That's the third unwed mother that you've referred. Oh, no, I'm

sorry. The first baby was your own?

Uh, conceived in wedlock. The second unwed mother that you referred to me.

You know, I don't mean to sound, uh, critical, but, um... Have you people

ever heard of the pill?

Moral judgments, Mr. Goodman?

No, no, I've been attorney too long for that. Call it immorality or amorality,

it certainly hasn't been good for a great number of unfortunate couples who

desperately want to adopt.

Your childless clients may be unfortunate, but, uh, they sure can pay.

And they do.

They retain me to provide the best legal handling possible.

Why do you think I scrutinize your documents so carefully?

A good lawyer earns his fees.

Chin Ho.

What's happening, Chin?

Nothing. No contact, Steve. Not by mail, not by phone.

No delivery boys, no TV repairmen?

None. Steve, it's been over 24 hours.

I've heard Epson's calls.

The way they sound, they're barely hanging in.

All right, gents.

I'll call them. I'll talk with them.

See, no prints on the baby's booty or the car.

It doesn't figure.

The car was stolen, wiped clean like that part of the cape was planned.

Well, the rest of this still seems pure chance.

Flight number seven now leaving for Honolulu.

Two first class, one way, Los Angeles to Honolulu.

Go ahead. Yes, sir.

Back to Hawaii in style, baby.

Go on, first class, you sure we can afford it? Relax, this is Jason Street.

Hey, uh, what's the movie?

But Mr. Williams, you can't just give up.

We're not giving up, Mr. Ampson. We're taking another tack.

Your phone will still be routed through HPD.

I'll take care of the extension phone, honey.

Mr. Williams, please.

What does this mean?

Mrs. Ampson, it's been four days, and there's been no ransom call.

It looks like our first hunch was right. But as I said, your phone is still

tapped. But you don't have any leads now, do you? No clues at all.

I've arranged for both of you to go on television this evening.

to make a public appeal.

Well, a thing like that, would it do any good?

If we're dealing with an emotionally disturbed person, an appeal to emotions

may help.

It's worth a try.

Andy's worth anything.

Come here.

Kiss me.

Kiss me again.

Pretty, huh?

You like to look at boats, so we look at boats. Which one you want?

No, I mean it.

Which one you want?

I mean, this is what we've been after all our lives, isn't it? Huh?

I mean...

Freedom? You know a better way than to own a boat of our own?

Hey, you've been watching too many old movies. But those old movies aren't so

wrong, baby.

I mean the two of us alone on our own boat.

Eight islands, hundreds of coves, miles and miles of coastline, and if that

doesn't satisfy us, we take off!

Would you come down out of your tree? No, listen! Please! We'll find, uh...

Find what?

People. Places.

Paradise name.

Chanted Isles.

Nirvana.

Hey, we would be free, wouldn't we?

All we got to do is buy that boat.

You mean you don't want to rip it off? I don't even want to liberate it.

Too dangerous.

I mean, we can't have the Coast Guard invading our own private little Eden,

can we? No, we can't.

Oh, God, you're crazy. You're so crazy.

Almost a week ago, Andrew Empson, eight weeks old, was kidnapped.

As of tonight, there's been no word as to his whereabouts.

Andy's parents, Mr. and Mrs.

Martin Empson, are...

here with us tonight.

Mr. Remsen?

Thank you.

This isn't an easy thing for us to do.

One of the troubles is that we have so very much we want to say,

and we just don't know how to get it all out.

What we're asking for is help.

Somewhere, someone has to know about Andy, where he is.

So if you can tell us, please get in touch with us.

You won't be in any danger.

I've made arrangements so that we can pay whatever you want.

But just get in touch with us.

This is our son, Andy.

We love him.

And we miss him very much.

So please help us.

Surely you must know what it's like to lose someone you love.

If you've ever had a child of your own.

It is no good. Would you look at those people?

Look at them, honey.

Look. Look, our freedom isn't worth that. It's just not worth that. Okay,

okay, okay. So they're unhappy.

But there's a couple in Los Angeles who couldn't have kids, and they're jumping

up and down with joy. You're telling me that that equals out?

Nina.

Are you?

Do you know what this world is like?

It's a rip-off world!

No, it's...

So why shouldn't we pull the ultimate ripoff?

Yeah, why shouldn't we? Will you stop talking like I'm the only one in on

this? You took two kids right there along with me, Nina. Shut up!

And you want to know something? You enjoy taking care of your kids.

Shut up! Shut up!

Shut up! You never forgave yourself for selling off our own kids. Shut up. So

now you're enjoying somebody else's suffering too, huh? Shut up.

We don't have to.

It did make us pretty ultimate, though, didn't it?

I know you are.

What you said earlier might be true.

But I can't keep doing what we're doing.

Hey, baby.

All I know is that I want you.

And I want a child.

I want our child.

I'm not a kid.

Promise.

And we'll raise them on the boat.

Ladies and gentlemen, this station will take all calls.

The number to call...

Something's been running through my mind.

Do you remember the Oranger case?

Yeah. Infant kidnapping on the big island.

Six months ago and still unsolved.

Steve, that was a different kind of case.

The Ampsons can pay some money. Oranger was a dock worker with six other kids

and just barely making it.

There wasn't a chance of a nickel's ransom there.

Exactly.

Now, look at the similarities.

The Oranger baby was nine weeks old, Caucasian, in good health.

And also taken in a quick and audacious manner.

Yeah.

Yeah. From a pop car.

I remember, though, there was something else that threw us off.

I don't know how the baby was missing.

Just a few days before the Oranger kidnapping.

That infant was found left at a hospital.

Yeah, but that baby had a withered arm.

What are you getting at?

Suppose.

Just suppose. There was never any intention of asking for ransom in other

case.

Suppose that those babies were thought of strictly as merchandise.

And the first infant, the one with the withered arm, was damaged goods and

returned.

Snatch and sell?

Could be.

Scarcity makes for a seller's market, and there are people who don't want to

wait the year or so it often takes to adopt.

People with money.

And there are brokers and middlemen who cater to them.

That's a special kind of fence.

But even a fence who deals in babies is a commodity.

Has to go through the right channels.

Has to have papers, birth certificates.

Otherwise, the adoptive parents would never feel secure.

That's exactly what I'm counting on, Dano.

Going through channels.

Now, you start with the hospitals where the Empson and Oranger babies were born.

Get footprints and fingerprints.

Now, here's where we need the Washington computer.

We're going to have to get in touch with every state adoption agency in the

country, main office.

We'll need their complete cooperation to check the identities of every Hawaiian

infant born within the last six months who has been adopted anywhere.

We'd be tying up that Washington brain bank for a long time.

I don't care how long it takes, and I don't want to hear anything about the

needle in the haystack either, gentlemen. It's the only way, so let's

go.

Upperset footprints from Los Angeles.

Lower set, Andrew Empson's is taken for his hospital identification records.

They match.

And so, for that matter, to these.

Note the double arches on both sets of fingerprints.

And the way the centers spiral out.

California. That kid's done a lot of traveling.

That's only the Empson baby. We have nothing on the Oranger child.

Another Hawaii-born baby was...

adopted by that Los Angeles office six months ago, Jay.

As soon as we get some prints, ten to one, it turns out to be the Archer

child. Well, why haven't we received the baby's prints yet?

State adoption agency doesn't have the authority to take them.

Parents refuse permission.

The adoption is final now.

Or maybe not so final.

Ben, I'll hold the fort.

Ben, pack a bag.

You and I are flying to Los Angeles.

I'm so sorry. Let's, uh... Let's get that here.

All of them.

Let's see about that.

And then we'll, uh... Hello.

Mr. Goodman? That's right, yes. Eugene Goodman?

Yes.

My name is McGarrett.

Well, Mr. McGarrett, won't you, uh... Won't you step this way?

Hawaii State Police.

Oh, excuse me. Won't you sit down, Mr. McGarrett? No, thank you.

Now, what can I do for you?

I'd like to talk to you.

Surely. What about?

About the sale of infants.

Sale?

I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about, Mr. McGarrett.

We arrange adoptions here.

I see.

Have you ever been in Hawaii?

Hawaii? Yes, I have. Let's see. When was it? Five or...

Six years ago, on vacation. I had a wonderful time.

Mr. Goodman, you're the attorney of record in the adoption by Mr. and Mrs.

James Halloran of a Hawaii-born infant. Now, that adoption is not final yet. Is

that correct?

That information is privileged. I'm sure you understand that.

You arranged a similar adoption for a Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Mills.

We have assisted in the adoption of over 200 infants in the last year, Mr.

McGarrett. That's a matter of public record.

The local agency says that the number is down over last year.

That's true. We find that the kind of babies that my clients want seem to be

more difficult to obtain.

Yet you continue to obtain them now, sir.

Mr. McGarrett, an unwed mother who gives up her child is sure that we'll place it

in a good home.

And it's not because you pay better.

Paying for a child is unlawful, Mr. McGarrett.

We do see, however, that the natural mother is reimbursed for her obstetrical

expenses.

Not that that's your concern.

Kidnapping is my concern, Mr. Goodman.

And that baby that the Hallorans adopted was kidnapped.

Impossible. We have the child's footprints, fingerprints, matching

exactly those of a baby kidnapped in Hawaii ten days ago.

I see.

Of course, I'll cooperate in any way that I can. I, uh...

I had no idea.

Of course.

I think that you'll find all these papers in order.

Birth certificate, power of attorney, consent blank.

What can you tell me about the mother?

Nothing. A young couple brought in the baby acting in her behalf.

Then you could describe this couple. I'll have a police artist sent over.

The Mills baby.

Who brought the Mills baby in six months ago, Mr. Goodman?

Was it by any chance the same couple?

To remember after 200 adoptions.

Well, you can look it up, can't you? See what the records say.

Without a court order?

Mr. Goodman, I gave you the chance to cooperate voluntarily.

There's your court order.

Now, I have a man at the Mills house. He also has a court order.

If what I suspect is true, you're going to have a lot more to worry about than

the unlawful buying of babies.

I'm talking about kidnapping.

Now let's look at the record, shall we?

We'll be all set.

I don't believe a word about this story about a kidnapped child, Mr. Krakow.

Tell them this is ours and nobody's going to take her away from us.

Mr. Mills, please believe me. I hope you're right.

Will you be able to tell us right now? Here.

I should.

Use this.

Thank you.

No, she's our baby. She's our daughter.

I'm sorry.

That's not what the prince said. Nobody is taking this child away from us, Mr.

Kukua. Nobody.

Mr. Mills, I'm afraid that's for the courts to decide.

Well,

how'd you like it? What's your best price?

Like I told you, $15,000. Ten.

Oh, come on now, man. Listen, look, I got $11,000 in here.

Boat's worth ten.

No, man, I just had it overhauled. New sails.

Take it or leave it.

Hey, look.

We never stop praying, mister.

Central, give me Danny Williams.

Found it, Dan.

Found the typeface used to forge the phony birth certificates.

No mistake.

Same distinctive breaks in the printed typeface in the capital C and six-point

type in the capital A. No mistake.

Good work, Che. Give.

Work done by Speedo Print.

Pocoyalioff of King.

Got it. On our way.

Why are you here?

We want to talk to you.

I've been straight for four years.

That's what we thought.

You made this card up for one of our men yesterday.

You also made up these.

I don't know what you're talking about. Try kidnapping.

Come on.

No, Keali, you come on.

With your record, they'll throw the key away.

Unless you cooperate with us, and fast.

It's the only bad stuff I've run, Mr. Williams.

I never knew what they were for.

The kid came in a couple of times.

Freaky guy.

Jungle type.

He paid heavy bread.

Did he have a girl with him?

No. He came in alone.

Okay, Chin, let's get him down to HPD, and then we'll get a police artist to

work. You're gonna give a complete description, friend.

All right.

All right.

Whatever you say.

Hey, Keali.

Date on this is two weeks ago.

Seen this guy since?

Saw him yesterday.

What do you want?

Another bird certificate.

You mean he ordered it to be picked up?

No.

He's already got it, Mr. Williams. He picked it up this morning.

Central, this is Williams.

Catch me through to McGarrett.

Yes? Hi. I'm from the Women's March Against Birth Defects, and we're

collecting money to research this terrible disease.

Anything that you could give would be gratefully appreciated.

All right. Wait here while I get my purse.

Here you go.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

I see you have a baby.

Oh, yes.

Well, that's the reason I want to help. I'm so thankful Carrie's fine.

Second house up.

The baby's in a jump chair on one eye.

Hi again. I'm sorry. I forgot to give you a receipt for your taxes. Oh. Can I

have your name? Oh, yeah.

Mrs. John Linden.

Your address? Oh, 1703.

Keoniana.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Steve.

Ben.

There's a couple coming down with a baby. Check them out.

Excuse me.

Sorry, Ben.

You really think they go back to L.A. again, Steve?

Depends on whether they've contacted Goodman. They might not know he's under

indictment for child buying.

But if they do know, that's why we've got all the airlines covered.

Okay, bring Mr. Goodman to the phone.

Yes, Mr. Goodman.

Well, I don't care if he's busy. Just bring him to the phone, all right?

Look, all I want to do is talk to him.

What's wrong?

Mr. Goodman wouldn't even talk to me. He wouldn't even come to the phone.

I think he's in trouble.

Well, what are we going to do?

Look at God, this is for us, and this is for our family.

Look, there's other cities, there's other Mr. Goodmans. All we have to do is

pick ourselves a place, okay?

Hey, but what if they're on to us? I mean, the police.

Well, fake them out.

What time is the next flight to L.A.? 12.30.

One, please. Coach.

Announcing flight 14 from New York and Los Angeles, now arriving at gate 8.

Passengers arriving on flight 14 may now claim their luggage in the baggage claim

area.

units, all units, 10-3, 10-3, gate 11.

What did you do to the baby?

I gave her a sedative. It wouldn't hurt that kid.

No, of course not.

Damaged merchandise brings the price down, doesn't it? Not the price.

Not money.

Freedom.

We did it to be free.

Free?

Well, see how free you'll be in a cell six by eight feet.

You better get that baby to a doctor, Dan.