Original subtitles

WELL, SHALL WE LOOK INTO MR. HENNESY?

[ CHUCKLES ]

AAH!

LOOKS LIKE HE WENT FOR A MORNING SWIM

AND JUST DIDN'T MAKE IT.

WRONG. HENNESY COULDN'T SWIM.

COCOON.

COCOON.

[ GUNSHOT ]

BAFFLING, EH?

VERY.

EYES, EARS, AND NOSE SEALED WITH THE STUFF.

[ GUNSHOTS ]

-AIM. -PULL.

-AIM. -PULL.

THE MAN YOU SHOT IN HENNESY'S APARTMENT

IS A RED CHINESE AGENT.

OKAY, LET THERE BE LIGHT, HUH?

WHAT WAS HENNESY DOING?

WHAT WAS HE WORKING ON THAT GOT HIM KILLED?

[ TIRES SCREECHING ]

[ TIRES SCREECH ]

INTELLIGENCE.

BOOK HIM.

WAIT A MINUTE! YOU CAN'T DO THAT.

BOOK HIM!

HENNESY'S DEAD.

HE WAS MURDERED.

AS FAR AS WE KNOW,

YOU WERE THE LAST ONE TO SEE HIM ALIVE.

NOW I WANT SOME STRAIGHT ANSWERS

TO SOME SIMPLE QUESTIONS.

WANT TO TALK A DEAL NOW?

I GOT TO GET ABOARD SOMEHOW, CAPTAIN.

I'LL TALK TO McANGUS.

HE CAN, UH...

WELL, HE CAN ALWAYS USE A GOOD MAN.

[ SPEAKING CHINESE ]

[ WHISTLE BLOWS ]

OKAY, CHOW DOWN.

WE'LL BUST THIS BUGGER LOOSE AFTER LUNCH.

[ "HAWAII FIVE-O" THEME PLAYS ]

I GOT TO SEE THE MAN, MILDRED.

THE MAN WANTS TO SEE YOU. GO RIGHT IN, MR. McGARRETT.

STEVE! CABLEGRAM FROM ILLINOIS

JUST CAME UP FROM THE ATTORNEY GENERAL'S OFFICE.

SIT DOWN, STEVE.

WANT TO GET WRITER'S CRAMP? RUN FOR GOVERNOR.

WHAT'S THE GET-UP FOR?

WELL, SIR --

DON'T TELL ME.

KEEP THOSE WORK CLOTHES HANDY.

YOU MAY NEED THEM ON YOUR NEXT JOB.

DON'T YOU EVER WORK THROUGH CHANNELS?

WHO BLEW THE WHISTLE -- BRENT?

LOUD AND CLEAR.

GOVERNOR, I'VE TRIED TO WORK

WITH LOCAL INTELLIGENCE FROM THE BEGINNING.

BRENT THREW ME OUT. NOW, WHY?

BECAUSE IT'S BIG, THAT'S WHY.

WE'VE HAD BIG ONES BEFORE,

BUT THIS TIME ALL I GET IS SMOKE.

WHY? YOU TELL ME.

McGARRETT, THIS IS AN IMPORTANT STATE.

IT'S OUR NATION'S EXTENDED FINGER

INTO THE PACIFIC,

THE OCEAN WHERE TWO-THIRDS --

TWO OF THE THREE BILLION PERSONS ON EARTH --

MEET AND TOUCH.

AS GOVERNOR, I CAN'T HAVE A MAN

WHO BLOWS HIS STACK, MANHANDLES PEOPLE,

AND SETS HIMSELF ABOVE THE LAW.

I CAN'T, AND I WON'T.

SIR, TAKE A LOOK AT THIS.

ANDERSON IS ONE OF THE AGENTS I MENTIONED TO YOU,

ONE OF THE FIVE LISTED AS "ACCIDENTAL DEATH."

"CONFIRM. GUTTA-PERCHA, LASHES,

HAIR FOLLICLES."

YOU WERE RIGHT.

YES, SIR,

AND IF WE EXHUME THE BODIES OF STANTON, BURKE, BRUBAKER,

WE FIND EXACTLY THE SAME EVIDENCE.

WHAT WE'RE DEALING WITH HERE, SIR, IS MURDER -- MASS MURDER.

NOW ABOUT THESE WORK CLOTHES

THAT I'LL BE USING ON MY NEXT JOB...

AT 6:00 THIS MORNING,

I WENT ABOARD AN OLD RUST BUCKET

TIED UP AT PIER 39 -- THE ARCTURUS.

IT'S IRANIAN REGISTRY, BUT THE CREW'S CHINESE.

THE SECURITY ABOARD IS LIKE FORT KNOX.

NOW, IN NUMBER TWO HOLD OF THAT OLD RUST BUCKET,

I UNCOVERED SOMETHING

OUT OF "CAPTAIN MIDNIGHT'S 25th CENTURY" --

ABSOLUTELY TERRIFYING.

IT LOOKED LIKE SOME KIND OF A GIANT COCOON.

EXACTLY WHAT IT IS I'VE UNCOVERED, I DON'T KNOW,

BUT IT'S HOT.

I THINK IT'S TOO HOT FOR FIVE-O TO HANDLE ALONE.

MAYBE TOO HOT FOR ANY LOCAL AGENCY.

MAYBE. YES, SIR.

Yes, sir?

COME IN, PLEASE.

I WANT YOU TO PUT A HOT LINE CALL THROUGH

TO A MR. JONATHAN KAYE,

CHIEF OF PACIFIC OPERATIONS, COUNTERINTELLIGENCE,

OFFICES IN THE PENTAGON, WASHINGTON, D.C.

[ TIRES SCREECH ]

ALOHA, JONATHAN.

GOVERNOR.

I NEVER EXPECTED ANYTHING SHORT OF DYNAMITE

TO GET YOU OUT FROM BEHIND THAT DESK AT THE PENTAGON.

NOTHING SHORT OF DYNAMITE COULD.

QUITE A BOMB YOU DELIVERED, STEVE. GOOD JOB.

THANK YOU, SIR.

MAY I OFFER YOU GENTLEMEN A LITTLE SOMETHING?

PASS.

ALL RIGHT. LET'S GET DOWN TO WORK.

STEVE, BESIDES YOUR DISCOVERY OF THE GUTTA-PERCHA,

EVERY AGENT THAT DIED HAD ONE OTHER THING IN COMMON.

THEY ALL TALKED.

TALKED?

THEY TALKED, STEVE,

ALL FIVE OF THEM --

TESTED MEN OF ABSOLUTE DEDICATION.

BEFORE THEY DIED, THEY SPILLED THEIR GUTS --

EVERY CODE, EVERY CONTACT, EVERY SCRAP OF INFORMATION.

IT DOESN'T ADD UP.

I KNEW HENNESY. HE WAS TOUGH.

HE DIDN'T HAVE A MARK ON HIM.

FROM THE TIME HE WAS LAST SEEN

TILL HE WAS DISCOVERED ON THE BEACH

WAS LESS THAN 12 HOURS.

NOBODY COULD MAKE HENNESY TALK IN 12 HOURS.

THEY DID.

FOR SOME TIME NOW,

WE'VE SUSPECTED THAT THE CHINESE REDS

HAD SOME KIND OF A BRAIN DRAIN,

A DOOMSDAY WEAPON.

THE COCOON.

MM-HMM.

DOOMSDAY WEAPON.

HOW DOES A THING LIKE THAT WORK?

WELL, FROM WHAT YOU'VE UNCOVERED,

MY BRAIN BOYS HAVE COME UP WITH A THEORY,

BUT THAT'S ALL IT IS.

SO FAR ALL WE CAN STATE WITH CERTAINTY

IS WE KNOW WHAT CHINESE INTELLIGENCE IS AFTER.

CONTROL.

CONTROL -- THE ONE MAN WHO KNOWS EVERY BRICK

IN THE PACIFIC ASIATIC SECURITY WALL.

IF THEY CAPTURE CONTROL,

THAT WALL COULD BE TOPPLED OVERNIGHT.

IT COULD BE.

HAVE ANY OF THE AGENTS TAKEN SO FAR --

COMPARTMENTALIZATION --

THE BASIC RULE OF ESPIONAGE, GOVERNOR.

NO ONE INDIVIDUAL IS ALLOWED TO KNOW MORE

THAN IS ABSOLUTELY ESSENTIAL TO THE EXECUTION

OF HIS PARTICULAR OPERATION.

SO FAR WHAT THEY'VE MANAGED TO DO IS SMASH THROUGH

FROM ONE AIRTIGHT COMPARTMENT TO THE NEXT,

BUT THEY HAVEN'T BEEN SMASHING THROUGH LATERALLY.

NO, WITH THE HELP OF THE BRAIN DRAIN,

THEY'VE BEEN ABLE TO BREAK THROUGH VERTICALLY,

AND EACH AGENT DRAINED HAS LED THEM A STEP CLOSER

AND LED THEM ULTIMATELY HERE TO HAWAII.

IS, UH, IS CONTROL IN HAWAII?

WELL, THIS IS ALL VERY INTERESTING,

BUT IT SO HAPPENS I HAVE A STATE TO RUN,

SO IF YOU'LL EXCUSE ME.

JONATHAN, GOOD SEEING YOU AGAIN.

MY PLEASURE, GOVERNOR.

GOOD LUCK TO YOU, STEVE.

THANK YOU, SIR.

WELL, IS CONTROL IN HAWAII?

HE WAS.

IF WE FOUND THEM BEFORE THEY UNCOVERED CONTROL,

WHY DON'T WE SMASH THEM?

WHAT ARE WE WAITING FOR?

WE HAVE A PLAN, STEVE.

GO AHEAD.

TO BRING IT OFF, WE NEED A MAN,

A SPECIAL TYPE MAN -- UNBREAKABLE --

A MAN WHO REFUSES TO BE BEATEN.

THEN WE TAKE THIS MAN, AND WE STAKE HIM OUT --

BAIT, LIKE A LAMB IN TIGER COUNTRY.

IF WE WIN,

WE TURN THE DOOMSDAY WEAPON ON THE ENEMY,

BEFUDDLE AND ROUTE THEIR INTELLIGENCE.

IF WE LOSE...

UH, THIS, UM, THIS LAMB...

YOU, UH, YOU GOT SOMEBODY IN MIND?

MM-HMM.

YOU.

WELL, LET'S SEE YOUR PLAN.

DR. BERNARD, WOULD YOU COME IN, PLEASE?

THANK YOU.

DR. BERNARD, I'D LIKE YOU TO MEET STEVE McGARRETT.

I'VE BEEN READING ABOUT YOU, MR. McGARRETT.

YOUR SERVICE RECORD

MAKES QUITE INTERESTING READING --

"REBEL, BRILLIANT OPERATOR,

"HARDHEAD, ORGANIZATIONAL MISFIT,

"BRILLIANT OPERATOR,

FLIES BY THE SEAT OF HIS PANTS."

COUPLE OF FIELD PROMOTIONS,

COUPLE OF PRESIDENTIAL CITATIONS.

HOW'S YOUR MEMORY TRAINING?

STILL GOOD.

EVER WORK WITH FORCED HYPNOSIS?

FORCED HYPNOSIS? NO.

HYPNOSIS?

YEAH.

RESULTS?

GOOD.

USING FORCED HYPNOSIS,

WE'LL PROGRAM HIM TO TRIGGER ON THE WORD "CONTROL."

WHATEVER THEY DO TO YOU, WHENEVER YOU HEAR THAT WORD,

THAT'S YOUR TRIGGER.

LAST CALL, STEVE.

WE GO.

OKAY.

WELL, IF WE WIN, CHINESE INTELLIGENCE

WILL BUY EVERY LIE THAT YOU FEED THEM.

THEY'LL JET OUT OF HERE WITH A TIME BOMB

THAT WILL BLOW THEIR WHOLE INTELLIGENCE TO SHREDS.

HERE -- HERE'S A LIST OF DOUBLE AGENTS.

THEY'LL LIQUIDATE THEM.

DISCARDED CODES --

THEY'LL BELIEVE THEM.

DEAD-END CONTACTS -- RUN THEM RAGGED.

AND HERE, PACIFIC ASIATIC OPERATIONS --

MORE DEAD ENDS.

RESULT? TOTAL CONFUSION.

THERE'S YOUR BOMB, STEVE.

NOW, DOCTOR, THE ONLY QUESTION IS HOW LONG?

START IMMEDIATELY,

STEP BY STEP, BUILD A MEMORY BANK,

THEN FORCED HYPNOSIS...

I CAN HAVE HIM READY IN 24 HOURS.

SO BE IT.

STEVE, IN 24 HOURS THERE WILL BE A LEAK

FROM AN UNIMPEACHABLE SOURCE IN WASHINGTON, D.C.,

TO THE EFFECT, QUOTE,

"STEVE McGARRETT, HEAD OF FIVE-O,

CAN IDENTIFY CONTROL."

WITHIN MINUTES, CHINESE INTELLIGENCE

HERE IN HAWAII WILL HAVE THE INFORMATION,

AND WITHIN MINUTES, THEY'LL BE AFTER YOU.

NOW ALL YOU HAVE TO DO

IS MAKE IT LOOK LIKE BUSINESS AS USUAL.

WHAT DO YOU DO ON SATURDAY NIGHTS, McGARRETT?

HEY, YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE MY GUY.

WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?

NOW YOU KNOW WHY ALL THE HAOLES ARE IN HERE,

JAMMED NAVEL TO NAVEL,

INSTEAD OF OUT THERE UNDER THE STARS FOR FREE.

RAT FINK.

HOW SWEET IT IS.

YES, INDEED.

HOW SWEET IT IS.

[ CHEERS AND APPLAUSE ]

[ UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYS ]

* AIN'T NO BIG THING, BRADDAH

* THINGS ARE LOOKING UP

* AIN'T NO BIG THING, BRADDAH

* THEY'LL PUMP AND FILL THE CUP *

* SO JUST LET GO

* LET IT ROLL

* LET IT ROLL

HEY!

* AIN'T NO BIG THING, BRADDAH

* THINGS ARE LOOKING UP

* AIN'T NO BIG THING, BRADDAH

* THEY'LL PUMP AND FILL THE CUP *

* SO JUST LET GO

* LET IT ROLL

* LET IT ROLL

* AIN'T NO BIG THING, BRADDAH

* THINGS ARE LOOKING UP

* AIN'T NO BIG THING, BRADDAH

* THEY'LL PUMP AND FILL THE CUP *

* SO JUST LET GO

* LET IT ROLL

* LET IT ROLL

* LET IT ROLL

* LET IT ROLL

* LET IT ROLL, ROLL, ROLL, ROLL, ROLL *

* ROLL, ROLL, ROLL, ROLL, ROLL

* ROLL

HEY!

[ CHEERS AND APPLAUSE ]

[ BAND PLAYING ]

* ONE TATTLE, TWO TATTLE, WHOOPSEE DADDLE... *

SORRY. I GOT TO GO.

WAIT FOR ME.

LAST TIME I TOOK ONE OF THESE,

IT DIDN'T WORK OUT TOO WELL.

THIS TIME IT WILL.

PROMISE?

PROMISE.

* AND YOU DREAM ENOUGH TO LAST A LIFETIME *

* GOING AWAY NO MORE

* ONE TATTLE, TWO TATTLE, WHOOPSEE DADDLE *

[ SHIP WHISTLE BLOWS ]

[ FOGHORN BLOWS ]

THE SQUAD CAR'S IN POSITION.

WE GOT THE WHOLE DOCK AREA CORNERED OFF.

-OKAY, BROTHER. -I DON'T LIKE IT.

ONE STRAY SHOT ON THAT DECK AND POW --

250,000 BARRELS OF DIESEL.

ALL OF HONOLULU HARBOR COULD GO UP.

YOU WANT TO LIVE FOREVER?

I SURE DO.

RELAX. EVERYBODY'S BEEN BRIEFED.

WE HIT FAST AND HARD WITHOUT GUNFIRE.

MAHALO AND AMEN.

[ CHAINS RATTLING ]

HIS HANDS! HIS HANDS!

PIN HIS HANDS!

YOU DIRTY DOUBLE-DEALING FINK!

OPEN, PLEASE.

AAH! AHH.

BETTER.

WHY DOES THE MAN FROM FIVE-O CARRY A CYANIDE PELLET?

AS WE CLEVER CHINESE SAY, "THE PLOT THICKENS."

MY CONGRATULATIONS TO YOU ON A UNIQUE COVER,

AND MY CONGRATULATIONS TO YOU.

WE ALMOST LOST THIS ONE.

THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN MOST UPSETTING,

ESPECIALLY TO MR. MILLER.

YOU'RE WORTH A QUARTER OF A MILLION

AMERICAN DOLLARS TO HIM.

THAT IS, AS SOON AS YOU IDENTIFY THE MAN WE WANT.

EVERYTHING YOU KNOW -- EVERYTHING,

FROM THE TIME YOU LEARNED TWO AND TWO MAKE FOUR,

YOU WILL TELL TO WO FAT.

I CAN SEE YOUR MIND RACING.

WHAT MEDIEVAL CHINESE TORTURE --

YOU'RE WASTING YOUR TIME.

PERHAPS.

I KNOW THIS MAN --

SHH, SHH, SHH.

WHAT HE'S SAYING IS

YOU ARE A STUPID, UNREASONABLE MAN.

IS THAT TRUE?

I SHALL PROCEED ON THE BASIS

THAT THE ASSUMPTION IS INCORRECT.

NO, MR. McGARRETT, NO CHINESE TORTURE.

ON THE CONTRARY,

I WANT YOU AT YOUR BEST, MR. McGARRETT --

THE TOP OF YOUR STICK, SO TO SPEAK.

LISTEN CAREFULLY.

I SHALL EXPLAIN ONLY ONCE.

PERHAPS WE CAN BOTH SAVE THE TIME AND PAIN.

THE BRAIN --

McGARRETT --

[ SPEAKS CHINESE ]

NO FURTHER INTERRUPTIONS, PLEASE!

AH -- THE BRAIN.

THE BRAIN IS A COMPUTER,

AN INCOMPARABLE COMPUTER.

FROM THE DAY YOU ARE BORN,

FROM THE MOMENT THE OBSTETRICIAN

SLAPS YOU ON THE BACKSIDE, PERHAPS EVEN BEFORE,

YOUR COMPUTER IS RECEIVING DATA --

SOUND, SMELL,

TOUCH, TEMPERATURE CHANGE,

PAIN, PLEASURE --

RECEIVING AND SORTING DATA AT A FANTASTIC RATE.

CASE AND POINT,

AN EVERYDAY SITUATION --

YOU DRIVE YOUR CAR.

YOU APPROACH THE CORNER WHERE YOU LIVE.

THE COMPUTER IS FED DATA.

IT CALCULATES.

THE LIGHT SIGNAL -- IS IT GREEN? RED?

DID IT OR IS IT ABOUT TO CHANGE?

THE APPROACHING CAR -- HOW FAST?

DOES HE SEE ME?

THE CHILD ON THE CORNER -- IS HE RELIABLE?

MIGHT HE RUN OUT INTO THE STREET?

SHOULD I BRAKE?

ON AND ON, AD INFINITUM.

THE COMPUTER FEEDS...

AND CALCULATES.

AGREED?

NO MATTER.

THAT IS THE FACT.

WHAT WOULD HAPPEN --

WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF,

FOR THE FIRST TIME IN YOUR LIFE,

ALL SENSORY INPUT,

ALL MESSAGES TO THE BRAIN WERE SHUT OFF,

COMPLETELY SHUT OFF?

HE BEGINS TO UNDERSTAND.

THAT HATCH HAS BEEN CONVERTED INTO A COCOON --

SILENT, DARK, SOUNDPROOF --

THE PERFECT SENSORY DEPRIVATION CHAMBER.

NOW WHAT I DO IS I SEAL YOUR EYES,

YOUR NOSE, YOUR EARS,

I PUT THIS HEAVY, LATEX WATERTIGHT MASK

OVER YOUR FACE,

ATTACH BREATHING HOSES,

AND LOWER YOU INTO THE COCOON.

IN THERE, EVEN A SCREAM DIES

BEFORE IT CAN REACH ACROSS THE DOME.

THEN PERFECTLY COUNTERWEIGHTED,

YOU ARE SUBMERGED IN A VAT OF WATER

MAINTAINED AT PRECISELY SKIN TEMPERATURE --

UH, 94.2 DEGREES.

YOU DRIFT...

NOT KNOWING IF YOU ARE FACING STARS OR EARTH.

NO SIGHT, NO SOUND,

DRIFTING,

LOST.

AND MOST TERRIFYING,

NO MESSAGES.

FOR THE FIRST TIME IN YOUR LIFE,

NO MESSAGES.

YOU CAN'T WHISTLE,

DRUM YOUR FINGERS,

OR EVEN...

LICK YOUR LIPS.

NO MESSAGES.

THE TIME VARIES WITH EACH INDIVIDUAL,

BUT EVENTUALLY, THE STARVED COMPUTER PANICS.

AFTER THAT...

IN MINUTES,

A MATTER OF JUST MINUTES.

THE BRAIN BLANKS,

WASHES OUT.

WHAT WAS A HUMAN BEING

IS NOW A VEGETABLE,

AN AMIABLE VEGETABLE.

I HAVE IT REMOVED FROM THE VAT.

I ASK IT QUESTIONS.

IT ANSWERS.

MR. McGARRETT...

YOU CHOOSE.

I HAVE ONE QUESTION.

WILL YOU COOPERATE?

WILL YOU ANSWER?

[ SPEAKING CHINESE ]

[ McGARRETT BREATHING ]

I THOUGHT YOU SAID NO MAN COULD STAND

SIX HOURS WITHOUT BREAKING.

NO ONE EVER HAS.

HE HASN'T MADE A SOUND --

NOT A SOUND.

TRUE.

MAYBE HE'S --

DON'T TALK LIKE A FOOL.

FANTASTIC FEAT.

YOU KNOW THE PROVERBIAL CHARACTER

YOU WOULDN'T WANT TO MEET IN A DARK ALLEY?

THAT'S THE MAN.

HA HA HA HA.

LONG NIGHT.

YEAH.

YEAH. LONGEST I EVER LIVED THROUGH.

WHY DON'T YOU TWO TAKE A BREAK?

THERE'S SOME HOT COFFEE DOWN THERE.

HEY, DO ME A FAVOR.

I GOT TO HAVE SOMETHING TO DO,

OR I'LL BLOW MY STACK.

[ McGARRETT BREATHING ]

Soundproof cocoon -- baloney!

You've goofed, Mr. Wo Fat.

You hear me? You goofed, fatso!

I hear it --

creaking...

rubbing noises...

that gurgling noise.

HALLUCINATING -- HE'S BREAKING.

NO, HE HEARS.

HOW?

HYPER-ACUITY OF SENSES

RESULTING FROM THE EXTENDED TIME SPENT

IN THE DEPRIVED SITUATION.

McGARRETT IS HEARING SOUNDS FEW MEN HAVE EVER HEARD --

SOUNDS PRODUCED WITHIN HIS OWN BODY --

JOINTS MOVING, BREATHING,

HEARTBEAT, PERISTALSIS.

WE HAVE SOMETHING SPECIAL THIS TIME,

SOMETHING VERY SPECIAL IN OUR LITTLE GOLDFISH BOWL.

[ McGARRETT BREATHING ]

Kumu.

Kumu, baby.

Kumu.

CAN YOU MAKE IT OUT?

VERY CLEARLY -- KUMU. KNOW WHAT IT MEANS?

KUMU -- RED SALMON,

OR IN HAWAIIAN SLANG,

KUMU -- "OH, YOU DOLL."

A DAME, A LOVE OBJECT.

AFTER 7 HOURS AND 52 MINUTES,

McGARRETT IS CHASING A MIRAGE OF KUMU.

HA HA. HE'S FALLING IN LOVE.

I TRUST THAT'S AN HALLUCINATION.

YES, INDEED.

THE IRON MAN HAS BROKEN.

WON'T BE LONG NOW.

GET HIM.

GOOD.

NO PANIC ADJUSTMENT NECESSARY.

AH, FINE.

GOOD.

DEEP WASH.

EXCELLENT.

NOW I WILL QUESTION,

AND YOU WILL ANSWER.

DO YOU UNDERSTAND?

[ MUMBLES ]

DO YOU UNDERSTAND?

YES.

WHO IS CONTROL?

I AM CONTROL.

HOW CAN THAT BE?

SHH!

REPEAT.

WHO IS CONTROL?

I AM CONTROL.

DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS?

MICROPHONE.

I WILL SUGGEST,

YOU WILL COMPLY.

I WILL ORDER,

YOU WILL OBEY.

UNDERSTAND?

YES.

TELL ME THE NAME AND CODE NAME --

REPEAT --

NAME AND CODE NAME

OF EVERY AMERICAN AGENT

IN THE PACIFIC ASIATIC THEATER.

PROCEED.

JAKARTA...

WILDER, J.W.

CODE NAME -- "TERRIER."

BANGKOK...

JACKSON, E.

CODE NAME -- "BLUE STAR."

BOMBAY...

WEIDLAND, K.C.

CODE NAME -- "PENCIL."

HONG KONG...

HONG KONG...

PANNIS, C.N.

CODE NAME -- "OAK LEAF."

AUCKLAND...

ALERT.

ALERT.

AGENT LEAVING ARCTURUS.

BEGIN SURVEILLANCE PLAN.

REPEAT -- BEGIN SURVEILLANCE PLAN.

ON HIS WAY.

WHEN DO YOU SHOVE OFF?

FLAT TIDE IS APPROXIMATELY 6:00.

WHEN YOU GET TO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE REEF,

DUMP HIM, AND DON'T SPARE THE ANCHOR CHAIN.

LAST THING I WANT

IS McGARRETT'S BODY DRIFTING UP TO THE BEACH.

YOU WORRY A GREAT DEAL, HERR MILLER,

AND YOU TALK TOO MUCH.

WELL, IN THAT CASE, HERR CAPTAIN,

JUST GIVE ME THE BANKBOOK

WITH THE NUMBERS TO MY SWISS ACCOUNT.

I'LL BE GLAD TO GET OFF YOUR GARBAGE SCOW.

WO FAT LEFT PRECISE INSTRUCTIONS.

WHEN THE DRIVER RETURNS AND CONFIRMS TAKEOFF,

YOU WILL RECEIVE YOUR 30 PIECES OF SILVER.

I'LL WAIT.

I ASSUMED YOU WOULD.

FIVE-O CALLING. FIVE-O CALLING.

Man: Come in, Five-O.

SURVEILLANCE PLAN COMPLETE.

AGENT AIRBORNE. PROCEED OPERATION SMASH.

PROCEED OPERATION SMASH.

[ BUZZ BUZZ ]

Man: Operation Smash -- execute.

ROGER.

[ SIRENS WAIL ]

FIRST SQUAD, UP ON THE BOW ON THE DOUBLE!

FIRST SQUAD, ON THE BOW! LET'S GO, LET'S GO!

SECOND SQUAD.

COME ON, GUYS. LET'S GET UP HERE.

HURRY UP. HURRY UP.

COME IN BACK THERE. HEAD TO THE AFT GANGWAY!

STOP THOSE TWO ON THE BRIDGE.

[ GUNFIRE ]

CLEAR THIS SHIP, ALL OF YOU.

CLEAR THIS SHIP IMMEDIATELY.

GET OFF, OR I'LL BLOW HER OUT OF THE WATER.

DROP IT!

[ SPEAKING CHINESE ]

I KNEW YOU'D COME FOR ME, MILLER.

WELL, WHAT SHOULD WE DRINK TO, STEVEN?

YOU NAME IT, HUH?

TO COPS.

TO HIPPIES.

PEACE?

PEACE.

[ "HAWAII FIVE-O" THEME PLAYS ]