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They found Barney.

Two bullet holes, enemies in surgery.

The prints on the case belonged to a man named Fred Jackman.

Anything I can do?

Yeah, but no questions.

What better way to avoid a murder rap than to have the United States

government serve as your protector?

Thank you.

It's all here.

$100,000.

Quite a temptation.

We better get it back, Barney.

I signed for it.

And it won't do you any good, Barney. They're all marked.

All right, gentlemen.

Let's review it once more.

Now, Barney, this is your third buy.

But this time around, you only do business with number one.

Now, homing device is concealed right here in the false bottom of this case.

Sure. Approximately here.

Now... You'll meet the mule right here at the lookout.

Dano, you and Chin will operate from here.

Duke, you and I will be here.

At least we'll have visual contact.

For the meeting, yeah.

But where the actual business takes place is anybody's guess. Now, if they

move, we keep a loose tail.

But for this kind of money, they might try a rip-off.

If they do, we'll move in. Don't worry.

And, Barney, you move out fast.

Is that understood?

It'll be a piece of cake, Steve.

Let's hope there's plenty of icing on this one.

All right, gentlemen, let's go.

Unit 2, do you read me?

We read you both, sir.

First the money, then I bring you the goods.

No thanks.

Told you, Sammy.

I do business direct with number one.

Come on.

Where are we going?

Just follow me.

Steve, they're headed toward the service area.

Want me to move the unit to point six?

No, no, Donald. No, no. Let them make the meet. Not yet.

What's this?

Eddie, he wants a deal with number one.

Let's check out what you got in that briefcase.

Awfully quiet.

Sure is.

Come in, please.

Dono, something's wrong.

You close in, and I'll follow the homing device.

Let's break it up. Right.

Let's get him!

Thank you.

Put your hands up and lean against the truck.

Hey, Mr. Phil, what's happening? That's what we'd like to know.

Looks like it's here.

A rip-off?

No, the money's still here. They probably made money.

Sorry, sir.

How did you know he was the man?

I knew him in Denver a long time ago.

What do we do?

It's my mistake.

I take care of it.

Give me your piece.

Jack, you're clean. Let it go.

I can't.

He got a look at me.

Let's get out of here, Jack. Come on. Come on.

And then this bearded guy.

I never got a good look at him. Comes up and cold cocks him.

And that's gospel.

And the other one?

Like I told you, his name's Eddie.

But I don't know his last name or where he lives. And that's gospel.

And there's a big drug shipment coming in, but you don't know when or where.

Yeah, that's right.

Okay, take him away, officer.

McGarrett. Yes, Duke.

When?

Oh, my God.

All right.

Thank you, Duke.

Thank you.

They found Barney.

Two bullet holes, enemies in surgery.

Sammy.

If he dies...

And you're not telling me the truth.

You're going to go the distance.

And that's gospel.

Chin, get that bag to the lab.

You think they got Sammy?

They might have.

If they did, they probably got a description of you, so you better lay

low until we know for sure.

What about you?

Oh, I'll be okay. I got other ways of handling this.

Maybe we ought to cool the whole deal, huh?

Can't walk out on this deal now. I got too much at stake.

Besides, just a few days more will have made it big.

Stay off the streets.

Marsh.

It's Fabian.

Yeah, it's been a long time. Listen, I gotta see you.

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, you'll have to come over here.

But listen, it'll be... It'll be worth your while.

Ten years in Denver.

Fifteen years here.

Never a scratch.

The kids are all grown up.

We just bought a boat.

He was thinking of getting a team of cops together to go to the billfish

tournament.

Oh, Steve.

Let me see.

Let me see.

Mrs. Koala, I'm sorry.

We did our best.

Before the anesthesia took effect, he said, tell Mary I love her.

And tell Steve it was Fabian.

Fabian. He said it twice.

Fabian.

Okay, Doc. Thank you.

Come on. I'll take you home.

No, Steve. You have things to do.

And so do I.

Steve, whatever happened, I know it wasn't your fault.

And so does Barney.

Piece of cake, huh?

What's he?

Nothing.

Fabian.

Jack Fabian, maybe?

You mean the guy whose testimony brought the syndicate biggies down a few years

ago? Yeah.

I thought he was dead. So did I.

Run a check on him through Washington now.

Who is she, Fred?

What?

Five years I've been trying to get you to clean up your act.

You know, you're not a bad-looking guy.

What's the matter, Fred?

I got a few problems.

Listen.

I won't be able to see you.

Not for a while, anyway.

You want to talk about it? No.

Mr. Strong silent?

Anything I can do? Yeah, but no questions.

Are you in trouble, Fred?

I think that was a statement, not a question.

My laundry's gonna be ready in a couple of days. I'd like you to pick it up and

keep it at the shop.

At the shop?

But, Fred... Listen, a couple of people I don't like, they might be coming

around here.

Why the shop?

No questions.

Not now.

Mary said they just bought a boat.

They were going over to Kona for the bill fishing tournament.

Steve?

Yeah. Barney?

Yeah.

What about this guy, Eddie?

The police artist is working with Sammy now.

What about those people who found Barney?

They just heard the shots. They didn't see anything.

And there were no other witnesses?

We haven't found any.

How about tire tracks?

None. Steve.

Yes, Jim?

The lab lifted a clear set of unidentified prints from the carrying

case.

Okay. When Jack Fabian's rap sheet and prints come in from Washington, check

them for a possible match-up.

Wouldn't hurt to run them through the local DMV, too. Good idea, Daniel.

Duke, see to it.

Right.

As soon as the police artist get finished with Sammy, get that sketch in

circulation.

I want these people.

Right.

I haven't changed much.

No, I live real quiet.

Thank you for coming.

I hope you make it worthwhile.

Friend of Mary Kavala, Steve, about the funeral.

Here's a funny one, Steve.

Washington has no rap sheet on Fabian. No mug shots, no prints, nothing.

As far as they're concerned, Jack Fabian never existed.

Oh, that's impossible.

I know he did time.

Is there more, Duke?

Yes, DMV came up with a match.

The prints on the case belonged to a man named Fred Jackman.

Jackman? Age 47.

I wasn't expecting you so soon. You do nice work.

Who are you?

My name's Marsh, Al Marsh.

We're looking for a Fred Jackman.

We think he might also be known as Jack Fabian.

You're right. They're one and the same man.

Oh, so you know him.

We want him. He's a murder suspect.

Justice Department.

Where is Fabian?

Wherever he is, McGarrett, he's off limits to you.

He's under a grant of immunity from the federal government.

Is he now?

Five years ago, Fabian agreed to testify before a federal grand jury.

In return for his help, we granted him immunity from prosecution.

We also provided him with a change of identity and locale.

Gave him a cover, huh? That's right.

Sometimes you have to let one bad apple get to market in order to pick up a

whole barrel full.

If the government granted him immunity, it's for past crimes, not something he's

committed since then.

That's correct.

It was a good deal for our side. We put away some very bad boys for a very long

time.

We think that Fabian may have committed a murder.

Can you prove that?

No, not yet, but we intend to.

Also, to put a stop to a large drug operation.

McGarrett, Fabian has come forward voluntarily with some information that

could be very valuable to us. What sort of information?

Names and dates that we've been wanting for a long time.

And you think he's on the level, huh?

Why not?

Why not?

What better way to avoid a murder rap?

than to have the United States government serve as your protector.

If you have any hard evidence that Fabian has committed a murder, you bring

it to me and I'll turn him over to you.

Meanwhile, for the record, he does not exist.

Very well.

Then we'll just have to go to work and prove murder, won't we?

McGarrett, we're head to head on this. Now, you hold your fire.

For your edification, the murdered man was a police officer.

Well, I'm sorry to hear that.

But I need Fabian more as an informer than you do as a mere suspect.

You're asking for official trouble.

Really?

I have a feeling it's the other way around.

You think we can make these leads hold up?

We can pin these kills on Bellini? What do you want me to do?

Take up the bodies for you?

You've got people in Detroit, St. Louis.

Check it out.

That's going to take a little time.

Well, there's no statute of limitations on murder one.

Okay, I'll call this in.

Good. I'll see you.

Where do you think you're going?

I'm going to go for a little walk.

No, no, Fabian. You stand here until I get the rest of that stuff that you

promised me until I check it out.

And it better check out, Jack.

Because if I find out that you've been trying to use me, you're gonna wish I

turned you over to McGarrett.

This is Fabian on the way to give evidence.

His testimony put some big ones away.

Sure did.

Next.

Now, this is the last photograph taken of Fabian after the grand jury hearing.

I don't have an idea on the man with him.

We do.

Anything else?

Yes, one more photo from the Denver Tribune.

Came in on microfilm and I put it on a slide.

Fabian again, Harry Sunday on the right.

A character reportedly a hitman.

I don't know the man in the middle.

I do.

That's Eddie Rizzo.

Eddie Rizzo looks like the man Sammy described.

Duke, get a copy of this photograph.

See if Rizzo matches the artist's drawing. Could be our first good lead.

If it is the same guy...

Try to locate him and tail him.

Hail him.

How are you holding up, Mary?

I'll be okay, Steve. I'm from the old school.

You do what has to be done.

Besides, there are no tears left.

I know.

Steve, do you know who did this to Barney?

Not yet, Mary, but we'll get him.

I'm not a vengeful person, but a man who did this could kill again.

Yeah, I know, but we'll get him. I promise you.

And you'll stop by?

Once in a while.

Sure.

Count on it.

Take care.

If Fabian killed Barney, Dono, I'm going to get him.

One way or the other, I'm going to get him. I hope so.

I know how you must feel.

You came all the way out here to tell me that?

Not exactly.

Someone wants to talk to you.

Over here.

I've got McGarrett here.

This is McGarrett.

Steve, Jonathan.

I'm sorry to call you at a time like this.

As a matter of fact, I was going to call you, Jonathan. There's something you can

do for me.

Yes, I think I know what it is, and that's why I'm calling.

Unfortunately, there's nothing I can do.

Jonathan, I believe that we're burying a cop named Barney Cavalla today because

your star witness, Fabian, put two slugs in him.

Now, what do you want me to do, turn the other cheek?

Steve, don't take on the government.

You can't win.

Well, I can try, Marsh or no Marsh.

And don't be so hard on Marsh.

He's a good cop who doesn't like Fabian any better than you do.

Like it or not, Steve, this kind of deal has put away some of the biggest crooks

in the country.

Now, if the government starts to renege on its commitments, no one will come

forward again.

I'll be sure to tell Mary Kavala that.

Steve, for all our sakes, leave Fabian alone.

Okay, Jonathan.

Okay.

I'll leave Fabian alone.

Take a look over there, Marsh.

I hope whatever it is that Fabian is giving you is going to ease the pain

that lady is feeling right now.

Steve, you promised Jonathan you'd leave Fabian alone.

You promised Mary you'd get her husband's murderer.

Mind telling me how that works? I said I'd leave Fabian alone.

We're going to concentrate on a man who's not off limits.

Jackman.

I got your message.

What kind of trouble is he in, anyway?

I don't know what you mean.

Oh, really?

I'll take care of this, OK?

Eddie, I don't care what he did.

Moana, he's okay.

Ed, I want to know where he is.

Just in case I... Just

in case.

Yeah.

Let's back him up.

Chin says Rizzo went in empty-handed. He didn't buy any flowers, but he came out

with this box.

He found the gun in the box.

He must have gotten it from the girl.

Who is she?

Her name is Luana Watkins.

We're running a check on her now.

And the coroner says that Rizzo died of a heart attack.

He says this is ballpark guess, but not to quote him yet.

Yes.

Oh.

Send him in, please.

If you're here to tell me that Rizzo has immunity too, save it.

He's taken his case to a higher authority.

Word has it your men were tailing Rizzo when he checked out.

Rizzo was a possible accessory to murder. Now, was I supposed to run that

through Washington?

McGarrett, we're supposed to be working the same side of the street.

Now, Fabian's coming through. He can make us all look good.

I'm not interested in looking good at the expense of a dead cop.

Word also has it you found a weapon with Rizzo.

If ballistics makes a match, you've got your man for murder one.

Oh, something for everyone, huh?

It would only prove that it was a murder weapon, not who fired it.

But, Garrett, you and I are still on a collision course.

Yeah, so we are.

Pull the dossier in those Chinese tongs this morning. Yeah. May I see you for a

second? Yeah. Okay, thanks.

Ballistics confirms the gun in Rizzo's car was a weapon that killed Barney.

They dusted two sets of prints.

One was Rizzo's. The second set must have been the girl's.

She's Fabian's girlfriend.

Things are beginning to knit together.

You think Rizzo was a killer?

Could be. Or he could just be disposing of a gun.

Sounds to me like we should pay Miss Watkins a visit.

Luana's flower shop.

It's me.

Where are you, Fred?

Never mind that. I just heard about Rizzo. Is it true?

Yes. He was here just before it happened.

I sent for him.

I found a gun for it.

What'd you do with it?

Gave it to Rizzo.

That means the cops must have it by now.

What does all this mean?

The gun and... Never mind. I'll tell you later.

Listen, did you pick up that laundry?

It's right here now.

Okay, you hang on to it because we're gonna split this scene soon

Well, that's the last of the stuff that Fabian gave me run

it through will you and get back to me as soon as you can Yes, I know these

things take time but I have a feeling we're running out of it Thank you

Luana, is this all right?

Oh, yeah, that's fine.

Oh, by the way, Susie, if anybody calls me, I'll be at home, and then, um, I'm

going to meet... Well, I'll just check back later. Okay.

I'll be with you in a second, sir.

Yes, please.

I'd like to see Miss Watkins.

Oh, I'm sorry. She just left. Is there anything I can do?

Yes, maybe there is.

We're police officers.

Do you know this man?

Yeah. Well, I've seen him here a couple of times.

Do you recognize anyone from this picture?

Yeah, both of the others.

Both of the other two?

Yeah. The one on the left here, his name is Eddie. And the one on the right, he

just left here a few minutes ago, right after Luana did.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

Is Luana in trouble?

We hope not.

What's Harry Sunday doing around here?

Oh, Fabian's friends in Detroit may have found out he's here.

They don't want him to play a return engagement, huh? Yeah.

Dennis, tell HPD we'll need a backup unit at the girls' apartment.

Williams to Central. Williams to Central.

Yes? Friend of Fabian's. Where is he?

Well, I don't know any Fabian.

Now, please... Now, get out of here!

If you're not into pain, lady, I think you ought to tell me.

Okay, get in the back.

Let's go.

The ambulance is on its way, Steve. She's still alive.

So is Harry Sunday.

What's the prognosis, Doctor?

Let's talk outside.

She has...

Multiple contusions.

She's going to hurt for a long time, but she'll make it.

When do you think we can talk with her, Doctor?

When the sedation wears off.

I'll call you.

Thank you, Doctor.

How is she?

She'll make it.

Where does she fit in, Marsha?

I don't know.

How?

I really don't.

Fabian's been Mr. Anonymous for five years.

Once we've set up an informer's cover, we don't go near him.

That girl could be victim number two.

McGarrett, I'm not your enemy.

I'm only trying to do my job, same as you.

But sometimes I get the feeling that you're trying too hard, pushing.

McGarrett, I got five kids, three in college, two coming up. I should be

running a bureau by now.

For 22 years, I have watched other guys take my collars and move up.

And when I turned Fabian, I thought... I thought I was moving up, too.

Well, I was moving, all right, to a town that doesn't even have Major League

Baseball, while my supervisor ended up in D.C.

Do you know what I'm saying?

Yeah, I think so.

But you're not gonna get the brass ring this time either, Marsh.

Fabian is using you.

You're guessing.

No.

I don't think so. I think he's stalling until he can pick up his stash and move

out of here under your protection.

Then why did the syndicate send out Harry Sunday?

Settle an old score, maybe?

Well, Fabian's story's being checked.

If he's giving us weather reports, he's yours.

Maybe too late then, Marsh.

Well, it's the best I can do.

Check.

Stuff that dreams are made of.

Have you got something for me?

Yes, Mr. Marsh, right here. It just came from Washington by Tellex.

Is there anything I can do for you, sir?

No.

Yes, call McGarrett at 5-0 and tell him that... Never mind.

I'll handle it myself.

She's a very sick lady.

You will go easy. Yes, of course, doctor.

Miss Watkins?

My name is McGarrett.

I'm a police officer.

We're looking for a man named Jackman.

Could you tell me where he is?

That man... He... We're looking for...

That man who hurt you.

Did you tell him where Jackman is?

No.

Didn't tell.

He found it.

The paper with the address on it. The paper?

The address?

Mm-hmm. Please, tell me.

That man, he hurt me.

And do you know he wants to kill Jackman? Do you realize that?

You? What do you want?

I want to arrest Jackman.

And you want me to help you? Yes.

Yes, please. Help me. Please. Just a minute, doctor. Please. Just a minute.

Please, just give me one more minute.

Miss Watkins, Jackman's real name is Fabian. Jack Fabian.

He's been a criminal most of his life.

At the moment, he's involved with murder and dope. Now, I don't believe you're

part of it, but I do think he's using you.

He's still my guy.

If the man who beat you up gets to him before I do, your guy will be very dead.

Don't you understand that?

What's the difference between you and him, Ava?

Oh, a big difference.

A fair trial.

I want him alive.

Mr. McGarrett.

Please help me. I insist you leave. And I mean now.

All right, doctor. Okay.

Wait.

Please.

Wait.

Dr. Strauss here.

No, I'm afraid she can't come to the phone.

Well, how is she? Has she had any visitors?

Who's calling, please?

I'm a friend of the family.

She's out of danger.

May I have your name, please?

Where is he, Jack?

Your man? He just stepped out.

All right, let's go.

Where? To 5-0.

I can't think of anybody who'll be happier to see you than Steve McGarrett.

You heard from Washington?

Yeah.

McGarrett was right, Jack. You were just stalling for time. But time's run out.

It sure has. Drop it, pal.

Easy, easy, Al.

Please.

I'll get an ambulance.

Fabian.

Yeah, we got him.

I took Sunday out, didn't I?

You sure did.

He's dead.

Yeah.

That's the first time I ever shot a man.

I'm sorry, Steve, about the way things turned out.

We could have been friends.

We are friends.

Thanks.

Easy, easy.

I never opened that package.

I guess I knew it was something like you found.

You don't have to say anything. I want to.

I don't expect you to believe me, but Fred, the part I knew

wasn't all of the things you told me.

I guess if you want to believe something badly enough, you...

Make it seem true. Does that make sense?

Yeah.

Yeah, it did for a man named Al Marsh.

What happens now?

There'll be a trial.

A fair trial?

Ben and I.

You kept your promise.

Thank you for that.

These things never end well, do they?

It's not over yet, pal.

Can you drive me to the airport? Mrs. Marsh is coming in.

What can you say?

What can you tell her?

What you already knows, that my friend Al Marsh was one hell of a man.

Thank you.