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Thank you.

Honolulu Tower, be advised we have severely ill passenger on board

requesting ambulance and landing priority.

Roger, United One.

Ambulance on way. You're cleared to land.

Let's get a pulse.

What about the pupils?

Fixed and dilated. Okay. Let's get them in there quick then. Call a code.

Call a code.

Okay. Okay. Let's get them in there as fast as we can.

Let's start.

Okay. You got them?

Is it all set up down there?

Yeah. Ivy's waiting and...

What's the story, Duke? Guy had a heart attack on a flight from the mainland.

How does that concern us?

Have a look.

No way he was carrying that on board the plane.

Right. It was waiting for him.

When we went through his pockets for some ID, we came across his locker key.

We opened the locker.

That's what we found.

Looks like we got somebody in the gun-for-hire business.

Yeah. Any identification?

Ticketed under the name Charles Folsom.

But his I.D. makes him as Harvey L. Benson, Chicago.

Anybody talk to him yet?

No.

Okay.

Williams.

Five-0. Can I talk to him? No, I'm sorry. We lost him.

Duke, get his fingerprints.

That trigger, half-clown pull.

Professional all the way.

Anything else?

600 cash in his wallet. That was it. Everything else about him was clean as a

whistle.

Tellick from Washington, Steve.

Harvey Benson, a big-time hit out of Chicago.

Who'd he work for?

Looks like a freelancer.

Anyone who had the price of his ticket.

Well, whoever bought it is in line for a refund.

Or a replacement, Don. I'll count on it.

Benson may have breached his contract, but his employer is still in business.

I'll give you three guesses who it might be.

The Samoan. Huh? What about the parquet?

Huh?

Beni Furtado. You got it. Or Yoki Hanamura.

Right.

Frank? Yes, Steve?

Come in, please.

Right away.

Chin, tell Duke to get some men on the street.

I want a tap to any pipeline we might have to Furtado or Hanamura.

See if we can spring a leak.

You've got it.

Oh, and one more thing.

Ask the DA for a court order.

to get a list of any long distance phone calls made by Furtado and Honnemore

during the past month.

If any were made to Chicago, try to trace them to Benson.

Right.

What's up, Steve?

One hitman lost and one pinch hitter on the way.

Call Washington.

Try Logan in the organized crime section.

Tell him I need to know the whereabouts of any hitman who might be heading this

way. I want descriptions and M.O.

Heads you get, Honamura.

Pails, potato.

Either of you guys ever heard the name Mr. Williams is talking about?

Come off it, Yoki.

Nobody does business on your turf without you knowing it.

And we think somebody local ordered a contract on you.

And you think Honamura bought it for me?

I'm impressed.

You should be. It's your life.

Why are you worried about my life?

So what's the sweat?

If Furtado bought it for me?

Because it could start a whole epidemic.

If you think I'm going to stand around and watch you burn each other while a

lot of innocent people get chewed up, you got another guess, Conn. Are you

applying for the job of my bodyguard?

You're a fortune teller, wise guy.

I can't help you, Mr. Williams.

It's an old Chinese proverb, Yoki.

Those who help others help themselves to stay alive.

Let me worry about my future. Okay, Benny. Just remember there are a lot

more sharpshooters where Benson came from.

Steve, you know the federal courts frown on any kind of electronic surveillance

unless there's conclusive proof.

It's not that I'm not on your side, but what do I tell the judge?

John. Tell him the next time he hears from you, you'll be asking for federal

troops, not wiretaps, because if this hit is made, we're in for an all-out

war.

Make it a good one.

Anything? Stonewall. How about Pertano?

Same old. I think we'll get the court order, though.

Round the clock surveillance on Furtado and Honnemore. At least we can keep tabs

on them from here on in. Steve? Yeah, what do you got, Frank? Nothing yet on

Washington, but we did get an advisory from the San Francisco PD.

The Cordell family is headed this way.

Cordell?

That's syndicate.

Hey, hey.

Papa.

Oh, it's so good to see you again.

It's been long, too long.

Aloha.

Aloha. We missed you. Right, Eddie?

Oh, sure.

Bye, Eddie.

Oh, yeah.

Oh,

hey, Nina.

Joyce.

Peabody. This is my cousin Nina.

All right.

You're going to show us this beautiful island for which you left San Francisco.

You better believe it.

Go ahead, princess.

This is Kamenar. Patrick through to McGarrett 5-0.

Yeah, Frank, what do you got?

Steve, the Cordell's just arrived.

Okay, Frank, stay with him. We'll be in touch.

Well, came out zero in the phone company check, Steve.

Only three calls to the mainland this month between Honamura and Furtado, and

none of the numbers tying to Benson.

Any rumbles in the street?

No, not on the contract.

But the word's out that both Honamura and Furtado are calling in all the

muscles they can get.

Looks like we're going to have a war on our hands.

The first thing we do is take McGarrett's advice.

Somebody's gonna be taking Benson's place.

And we gotta find out who that monkey is.

I've already got calls to Detroit, Miami, Chicago, all over.

Soon as I find out who's got the contract.

Then we nail him.

And once we got him out of the way, then we decide what our next move is. Hey,

guys, until then, stay cool, no trouble. That clear?

I say we burn him now.

before the hit comes in.

That way, with Furtado out, the hit's got no reason to fill any contract.

We've got nothing to lose, everything to gain. We catch them by surprise.

You are really long on stupid and short on brains, you know that?

Look, I don't like the idea of being a target for Furtado's outside gun, but

I'm not looking for 5-0 to come down on me either.

And they've got all of us under a microscope.

Only this time, the bugs are studying the people.

Right, McGarrett?

We blew it.

With Hanamura anyway, but the fact he knows we're there seems to be keeping

the lid on.

What about Furtado?

You figure he's onto us too?

I don't know.

I don't know.

That little meeting could have been staged just for our benefit.

Let me check something.

Jenny, get me a patch to Frank, please.

Central dispatch.

Coming down.

Frank, what's happening with the Cordells?

All peace and quiet, Steve.

Good. Hang in there. We'll be in touch.

10-4.

Cracktail, you ever taste that home cooking?

Oh, thank you, Papa.

I was hoping you were going to say that.

You know how long it's been since I've had any reason to cook for anyone? All

alone in this big house.

It's not right.

Hey, Papa.

I had to get away. All those memories and... Too many.

28.

That's too young to die.

Well, no age is right for that, anyway.

At least I'm glad that he had a chance to know what it is to have a good wife.

Too bad you didn't get around to it.

Hey, listen to the old man babble like a frustrated grandfather.

I've wished it too, Papa.

What's past is past.

Now it's time to talk about your future.

Hey, what's the matter? How come no one's eating here, huh? You don't like

the food?

Hey, come on, look. Are you kidding?

Hey, come on, look. Why don't we leave Uncle Louie and Nina to talk?

Where are you running?

I gotta run off to pasta. What do you mean, where I'm running?

I got this girl at Waikiki's, a little friend of mine. He's always running. All

the time he's running, nothing moves fast enough for him.

Okay, if you want me to stay... No, no, no. Go ahead. Go ahead. Run. I'll tag

along. Pete, you stick around in case the boss needs anything, okay?

Sure, sure.

Fabulous dinner. Fabulous dinner.

Listen, we won't be too long, Uncle Louie, huh? Go ahead. Go ahead. Chuck.

Chuck. He's always running like a jack-in-the-box.

You got some more of this pasta? Yeah.

Get it.

Okay.

Give me a patch of McGarrett.

Hey, Garrett.

This is Frank.

Steve, Eddie Cordell and one of his boys are headed downtown.

Stay on top of them, Frank.

Like Lou.

Your insurance policy canceled himself out, huh? Yeah, I know, I know. You

figure on a replacement?

Hey, wait a second.

Insurance policy.

Replacement.

What the hell is this?

It's just part of the plan, Joey. So, uh, cool it for a second, huh?

Hey, look, I'll fly somebody in right away. What about you? You ready?

Anytime.

You know, Benson may have done us a favor burning himself up. Benny figures

it's got to be Hanamura.

And Five-0's still guessing.

Yeah, well, they won't be as soon as you take Furtado out.

Hey, I hope you're right.

My guard's got to lean real heavy on you, okay?

Well, that's his headache.

Anything else?

Look, the sooner the better.

We'll handle all right.

So who else we gonna burn, Eddie?

I mean, Benson's kind of heavy for this kind of action.

All right, now think about it, Joey.

I mean, you know what happens when somebody stops growing.

Somebody bigger stumps on his head.

So you grow bigger first, then you do the stomping. We're doing fine now.

There's no sense in messing it up.

Hey, Joey.

Uncle Louie's thinking Sun City, not Takeover.

That's great. That's beautiful.

But he wants us to think Sun City, too.

And if he knew what we were planning, he'd have his chop down just like that.

So you chop first.

You think I like the idea?

Yeah, but you're own uncle.

It's the only way, Joey.

Not a boat sailing, you were bored or not.

Huh?

Yeah.

Come on, let's get out of here.

Thank you.

Who is it?

McGarrett, 5-0.

I'd like to see Mr. Cordell. Mr. Cordell's tied up.

Then untie him.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

It's okay, Pete. McGarrett's an old friend.

McGarrett?

McGarrett, I expected to see you sooner.

Would you like a drink?

Brandy is first class.

I guarantee it. No, thanks.

Well, something else, huh?

Never use it.

I'll settle for some talk.

Okay.

What do we talk about?

Some friends of yours.

Benson, Hanamura, Potato.

Benson? Benson, uh, Chicago?

Yeah. Yeah?

This morning's play.

Oh.

Contract. You tell me.

Ask Benson.

Hitmen don't talk much, even when they're alive, and Benson isn't.

He died a natural death. Isn't that ironical?

Well, uh, that's no great loss.

It is when I don't know who he's gonna hit. And your people don't usually leave

jobs undone.

Oh, oh, oh, you suspect that I'm involved.

I can't exactly buy the coincidence of your arriving on the same day. You don't

have to. That would be stupid.

See, if I had something to do with it, I wouldn't come around till a week later,

and then I wouldn't even have to send flowers.

I want nothing from Furtado, Onomura. Who needs it?

I'm here to see my daughter.

Enjoy your beautiful island.

Peace, McGarrett.

Strange as that may sound.

Shalom.

Central, this is Kamenau. Patch me through to Hawaiian Telephone Company.

To Al Chung, Chief of Security Operations.

Station to station, Los Angeles.

Station to station.

Right.

Eddie Cordell made the call right after that meeting with Wanaka.

Could mean that Cordell's are moving into this territory.

Either that, or they've formed some sort of an alliance with Furtado.

So Honomura's the one the contract's for?

I don't know. Check with LAPD.

I want the name of the dress that matches his phone.

Right away.

Hey, you're really sucking up all the sun, huh? Good look.

Yeah, that's what I'm here for.

You having fun?

Yeah. You know, it's okay.

That's good.

I had a visitor today.

Oh, really? Who?

Garrett, 5-0.

Oh. What did he want?

He figured we had something to do with Harvey Benson and others.

Contract he had.

You set him straight?

I think so.

Now you set me straight.

What's that special need?

Well, you know, the heat between Furtado and Amura and then Benson coming in. You

got anything to do with that?

Hey, Uncle Louie.

Don't hey, Uncle Louie me.

You give it to me straight.

You sticking your nose in somebody else's business?

You know, we've been through this before.

You know what I think? I think, Hanamura...

And Furtado is just a couple of punks, that's all.

It's all muscle and no brain.

I mean, they haven't even begun to tap what this place will bring in.

And you know why?

Because they got no organization, because they're small-time.

And all they ever do is they fight between themselves.

And then they bring in Harvey Benson.

I'd like nothing better than to stick my nose in their business, I'll tell you

that. But I won't because you say keep your hands off, and as long as you're

still the boss, that's what I do.

Does that answer your question?

Yeah.

That's good enough for me.

Steve?

Yeah, Frank.

That L.A. number?

It's an all-night coffee shop in Hollywood.

Called what?

The bottomless cup.

They play it safe, don't they?

Bye.

you

What can you tell us, Che?

Well, for one thing, the distance of the debris from the point of origin leaves

little doubt that a high explosive was used.

Dynamite, plastic.

I won't know until I get back to the lab.

Anything else?

Only that the point of origin was directly under the center of the

vehicle. Set off with a timing device, huh?

Probably. It's going to take a little while to go through all this debris.

Who knows? We may have to be lucky.

Get lucky, Che. Get lucky.

I think Hanamura has had enough to wait for for Taro to fire the first shot.

I don't know. It's one possibility, though.

How do you figure they rigged the car, Duke?

Can't, Steve.

We have Furtado's place staked out front and back.

We never saw anyone but Furtado's people come and go.

Furtado's people?

Yeah, when his car came out, I started to tail him. The next thing I knew, he

goes up like a rocket right before me. And no other car around? No people in

the street?

No, the street was deserted.

That's why I had to hang back as far as I did.

Lucky I did.

Came up with a zero, Steve. Not a single witness in the entire block.

Help Che.

If he comes up with anything, follow it through.

Chin, I want a rundown on Honamura and Furtado's people. Anyone with an M.O. in

explosives, I want to know about it. You think Furtado might have been knocked

off by his own people?

Well, it would explain why you and Duke didn't see anyone else come and go,

wouldn't it?

Let's go.

You really wigged out, McGarrett.

Why would any one of us burn the boss?

We'd have followed Benny anywhere.

Which brings up a good question.

You're usually at Benny's side.

Why weren't you with him this morning? Hey, I had some paperwork to do. You

sure you didn't want to stay back here and try out that chair?

No, you listen to me, McGarrett. No, you listen to me, punk.

I don't think Hanamura had anything to do with killing your boss.

I think you did.

I think you made a deal with the Cordells. I think you and the Cordells

brought Benson in to hit Vortado, not Hanamura.

And when Benson died of a heart attack, you used local talent on that car job.

You having some weird dreams, man.

Like the one I had yesterday, seeing you and Eddie Cordell together?

So I met Eddie yesterday.

We're old friends.

We haven't seen each other in a long time. Is that a crime?

You usually hold your reunions in a porno house?

I did it for Eddie's sake.

You guys were leaning on us.

Eddie's here on vacation.

I didn't want you mixing him into it. That's all.

You're very considerate of your friends.

Too bad Benny wasn't one of them.

Oh, don't get up.

You won't be in that chair very long, something tells me, so enjoy it while

you can.

I

got

it.

Steve, Jay wants to see you as soon as you get back.

You've got a long-distance call from Washington. Harry Logan. I'm patching it

through. Good, Denim.

Steve? Harry?

Hope you got some good news for me.

I've got news, but not all of it's good.

The field reports a few boys on the move.

Lou Bixby, out of Detroit, appears to be heading south.

Arnie Miller's heading west, and Willie Norvig, last we know, Norvig was holed

up in L.A. But we lost him.

You know any of Norvig's hangouts or contact points? I'm trying to get a fix

on an all-night coffee shop in Hollywood. The Bottomless Cup.

You just made one of them.

He your boy, Steve?

I'll give odds on it.

Okay. He's 26, but looks more like a kid just out of his teens.

Long blonde hair, blue eyes, 5'10", maybe 140 pounds.

He's young, like I said, but don't let that fool you.

He's had five, maybe six hits so far.

He uses anything and everything.

Knife, rifle, explosives.

He's an expert at all of them.

He ought to be.

Uncle Sam trained him and sent him to NAMM to practice.

We'll get a photo fax and an M.O. to you right away.

Thank you, Harry.

Hey, what'd I tell you?

Animals.

That's all they are, a bunch of animals.

They got no class, no organization.

All they know how to do is blow each other up. A bunch of savages, that's all

they are. Right, Joey?

Still, it's their problem, not ours.

Sure, it's their problem.

In fact, I think we ought to make sure of it.

What are you talking about?

Well, I think we ought to meet with Hanamura and whoever it was that took

Furtado's place.

You want to talk a deal?

No, to let them know we had nothing to do with it and we have no intention of

becoming involved.

Any luck, Che?

Take a look at this.

What is it?

A shred of paper used to wrap dynamite in.

So it was dynamite.

Can it be identified?

Give me another half hour, and I'll tell you who the manufacturer is and who

distributes for them. Thanks, Che. I'll be waiting.

I got a phone call for you down the hall.

Hello?

Yeah, I dig.

I'll be there.

You gonna bring the Cordells in?

Oh.

On a phone call to an all-night coffee joint in L.A.? A phone call we can't

prove that Eddie Cordell made or this Willie Norvac ever received?

The Cordells' lawyers would have them out before we could fingerprint them.

Yeah.

Same with Winok, I guess. We couldn't prove anything in court.

He's our mechanic, Steve.

I'm having a couple hundred copies I could run off now.

Good. Good, Chin.

Have them distributed to every man on duty.

I want this Norvac nailed before he can make that hit. Right.

Steve.

I'm still working on the timing device, but I did identify the dynamite paper.

Commercial type.

One distributor here in Oahu.

Here are the list of the companies that buy from it.

Construction outfits, wrecking companies, that type.

Pinson.

Pinson.

Wait a minute.

Pinson.

Where's that dossier?

Pinson Construction.

Majority stockholder, Yoki Hanamura.

McGarrett. Steve, found the cab driver who picked up Norvik this morning at the

airport. 9.30.

Where'd he take him?

Dropped him off at the corner of Mauna Kea and Hotel Street.

Right in the middle of everything, huh?

That's smart.

Nice work, Dono. I'll have Chin check every hotel and rooming house in the

neighborhood.

Central, get me McGarrett.

Go ahead, Chin.

Found him, Steve.

Mauna Kea Holly, registered on the name of Foster.

Surround the place, Chin. Get some HPD back up fast. Call Manicote's office,

get a warrant, have an HPD car rush it over there. Silent approach. I'm on my

way.

You two take the back. You two take the roof.

Chin, no sign. Got a warrant? Right here. Thank you. Stay here. Let's go in.

All right, it's all set.

3.30, Kapi'olani Park.

There's enough people around, so there's no chance anybody's going to blow their

lid.

Why should anybody make trouble?

Hey, with these primowaris, you never know. They're a bunch of gaboons. It's

best, you know, we don't take a chance.

Yeah.

You're a good boy, Eddie. You think of everything.

Okay.

Come on, we go.

Norvex gone to set up shop. But who's the hit on?

If Honomura supplied a dynamite to blast Menefotaro... And if Winaka did the car

job, we know he's tied to the cordels.

Who's left?

The one man.

The one person who didn't want any part of that combine.

Jenny, give me a patch to Mrs. Hall, Cordell's daughter. Yes, please.

Right away.

Hello? Mrs. Hall, McGarrett, 5-0. It's extremely important that I speak with

your father.

I'm sorry, but he's not in.

Mrs. Hall, your father's life is in danger.

He and Eddie just left a little while ago.

Do you know where they went?

No, I haven't any... I don't have any idea where they... Mr. McGarrett,

please, what's going on?

There's a contract out on his life, and we don't know where the hitman is.

If you hear from him, call me, please, immediately.

Lukella.

Duke, the Cordell car.

Right on him.

Heading Cocoa Head on Cajal Avenue.

Can you stop him?

Can do.

Something wrong?

Five-0 wants to see Louis Cordell.

Sorry.

Steve? Yeah, Duke? They're letting me down the path.

Got the limo, but not Cordell.

All right, Duke.

Chin.

Get Cordell's daughter on the phone, find out what car her father was using.

Get a description, plates, and an APB out. I want them to locate and notify,

do not apprehend.

And he's walking the old man right into the head.

Are we playing it kind of close?

Yeah, Dano. But we've got a chance at it. It's the only way we can get down on

all of them, Novick included.

Unit 7, visual contact with Blue Lincoln.

It's moving Mackay on Montserrat.

All units, all units in the Waikiki and Kahala area.

vehicle moving Mackay and Montserrat Avenue.

Located and notified.

Unit 19.

On that APB for suspect Willie Norvig, I think we just spotted him in Kapiolani

Park. Is he carrying anything?

He's got a suitcase.

Keep close visual contact.

Don't lose him. We're on our way. That's it, Dano. That's where they're headed.

Unit 25.

Suspect turning into Kapiolani parking lot.

Sure are playing it close.

Unit 19 to McGarrett. We've lost visual contact with Norvik. They lost him.

Unit 19, keep looking. It's urgent that you find him.

10-4. Unit 25, have you visual contact with occupants of Black Lincoln?

We've got them. They've left their vehicle and they're heading into the

park near the natatorium.

Unit 25, check out the natatorium.

Use your CB unit and switch to TAC-9.

10-4, McGarrett.

Unit 25, this is McGarrett. Where are you? I'm at the natatorium.

I don't see anything.

Keep looking. Urgent.

This is where I said we'd meet him.

Yeah.

It's almost half past three.

He'll be here. Don't worry about it. Don't worry.

You two officers take the street side of the park. You know what Novick looks

like. And this time, don't lose him.

Chin, you take the car.

Look at that roof.

Perfect spot for our hitter. It sure is.

Frank, keep an eye on him from here. Let's go.

Sorry, Eddie.

I had to do it.

He's the boss.

You changed the contract.

What the hell did you expect?

I had such plans for you, but you couldn't wait, Tom.

You're dying, Eddie.

You want to clear it up?

What about Benson?

Wanaka? Hanamura?

I'll do it another way.

A million?

Wanna make a statement?

I wanna see my lawyer.

Book him, Dano. Murder one.