All language subtitles for Hawaii Five-O S01E12

Jimmy.

Jimmy!

It's a little soon
for that surfing bit,

young fella.

Better wait a couple of years
before you tackle that again.

Jimmy.

Jimmy, Jimmy, are you all right?

Yes, he's all right.

He's all right. Here.

I was just fixing his breakfast.

Turned around for a minute

How can I ever thank you?

Forget it.

Remember what I
tell you, young fella.

You wait a little while
for that surfing bit, huh?

Anything I can do for you?

Wait a minute.

Don't I know you?

Will he make it?

Let's get him aboard. Stat.

Doc, you didn't answer
me. Can he make it?

Your guess is as good as mine.

Where do we start, George?

Absolutely no idea, Danny.

What kind of an answer is that?

An honest one.

Don't give me that.

Three bullets pumped into him,

broad daylight
on a public beach.

You tell me you've got no
idea who, why, what or how?

That's right.

This lady is Mrs. McGovern.
She heard the shots.

She was the one who called in.

Did you see anyone?

No. No, I didn't.

Just a minute before, that man
saved Jimmy from the waves.

Jimmy's my little boy,

and I'd just taken
him into the house

when I heard shots.

And when I came
out, he was lying there.

You saw no one before,
no one afterwards?

No, the beach was deserted.

Just like now.

But I heard a car driving away.

Did you see it?

No. That's all I know.

I'm going to the hospital.

Then I'll report to
the governor's office.

George, I want this
entire area cordoned off.

Find me something, anything.

I'll be at Five-0 offices
later. Check with me.

Well, there's nothing more
we can do for Steve right now,

Danny. He's in surgery.

Whether he lives or
dies is out of our hands.

But getting the man
who shot him is not.

Bring me up to date, hm?

The entire area has
been blocked off.

It's being combed for
any possible witnesses,

any physical evidence.

The island's been sealed.

Any known criminal
trying to get away

is bound to be picked up.

We're contacting all
sources of information,

going back through the files,

checking out anyone
who ever threatened Steve.

All undercover men
have been fully alerted

and, of course,
Chief Tan of H.P.D.

is giving us full cooperation.

Steve was, uh, hit
approximately 47 minutes ago.

You've been busy. Yes, sir.

All right, Danny.

It looks like you've touched
all the possible bases

as far as Steve is concerned.

But now, what about
the rest of your operation?

Well, I haven't given
it much thought, sir.

Not with Steve getting hit.

We don't feel any
differently, Danny.

But the attorney general
does have a valid point.

Five-0 still has eight
islands to police.

Over a million people

living in an area of
540,000 square miles.

They're Five-0's responsibility.

And no matter how we all feel,

that responsibility doesn't
stop just because a cop gets hit.

Even if that cop
is Steve McGarrett.

Yes, sir.

Thanks, Danny. That's all.

Williams.

Get him.

Steve was shot here,
.45-caliber automatic.

We picked up three empty
shells. Whoever pulled the trigger

must have been standing
pretty close to him.

Couldn't have been any warning.

Steve would've
never let him get close.

Well, maybe he knew the man.

Maybe.

Where's the McGovern house?

Here.

It's pretty close to
where Steve got hit.

And she claims she
didn't see anyone.

So the assailant must have
been hiding in the underbrush,

or the path here.

That's the way we figure it.

What about footprints?
Tire tracks, clothing threads,

fingerprints, any kind
of physical evidence?

The lab boys are
working on it now,

Danny, inch by inch.

But, so far, nothing.

There's got to be something.

We got something, Danny. What?

Not everybody knows
our boss jogs on that beach

at that hour of the morning.

So somebody cased him.

With that m.o.,

it could be a pro
from the mainland

with a contract to hit Steve.

Or somebody with a
long-standing grudge against him.

Or a psycho,

or a kid hopped up
to the gills with speed.

Or a current case.

Somebody Steve was closing in on

and figured things
were getting too hot.

Charley Mangan.

What's with Charley Mangan?

Narcotics smuggling this time.

It wouldn't be
the first contract

he ever put out.

Maybe, Danno, but
as far as we know,

Mangan still thought
he was in the clear.

How do we know Mangan

didn't learn Steve
was working on him?

Put that contract out?

We don't.

Then let's go find out.

Freeze, Charley.

What's the big
idea? I said freeze.

What is it?

Snub-nosed .38.

You put the contract out
on McGarrett, Charley.

Not me.

Now, don't lie. We got
the word. You hit him.

Okay, okay, I
put out a contract.

Twenty-five big ones
I was ready to lay out.

What do you mean was?

It could have been 25 million.

It wouldn't matter.
I never paid it.

I found some guy and
then he backed out.

No back-out,
Charley. Steve was hit.

Well, wait a minute. Not
by my man, he wasn't.

Don't double-talk me, Charley.

SI'm giving it to you straight.
I pulled the offer back.

Why?

McGarrett. We had a talk.
He came out here and he said:

"Charley, I understand
you're looking to have me hit.

Well, if you find somebody,

you better make sure
he does a good job."

And he wasn't bluffing.

You'd better believe it.

I did.

I cancelled the contract.

You're lying.

Look, if McGarrett's been
hit, it's gravy on my potatoes.

Am I sorry he's been hit? No.

But I had nothing to do with it.

Nothing.

You're lying. KONO:
Cool it, Danno.

Ain't no good walking that line.

Book him.

For what?

Loitering.

Oh, come on.

You... You can't do that.

You'd be surprised what
we can get away with

until we find who
shot Steve McGarrett.

Rudkers.

Hawaii Five-0.

Yes, Dr. Rothstein.

Just a moment, doctor.

I think you ought to
talk with Mr. Williams.

Mangan was at his
home all morning

from 6:30 until the
time he drove down

to the yacht harbor
where we picked him up.

Witnesses? Seven.

Danny, it's Dr. Rothstein.

Yes, doctor.

I see.

I understand.

Thank you, doctor.

They just brought
him down from surgery.

He's in the Intensive
Care Unit now.

He was hit three times.

Once in his arm,
grazed in his side

and a direct hit in the abdomen.

His condition is
extremely critical.

They'll call back when they
have something more to report.

Well, now.

Got some chalk?

Thanks.

We'll list every
suspect we've got.

Next to them, we'll put alibi

and anything else
we can come up with.

Mangan's a pretty good possible.

He could have done it
himself. His alibis could be lying.

How about Sammy Shane?

He came after
Steve last December.

Where is he now?

On the mainland,
last anyone knows.

Anyone else?

Make a list of all the
known hoods on the island,

then take your pick.

We gotta start somewhere.

Yeah?

Send him in.

Got something for you,
Danny. What's up, George?

A couple of hours ago, a
carpenter named Carl Swenson

was found dead near Pearl City.

Two .45-caliber slugs
in him. Got a tie-in?

On a hunch, I had ballistics
make a fast comparison

with the slugs we
dug out of Steve.

They were fired
from the same gun.

I tell you, officer,

I've never had such
a shock in my life.

Never.

That poor, dear man,

to have this terrible
tragedy happen to him.

Why, I simply can't believe it.

Was there any reason you know of

why anyone would
want to kill Mr. Swenson?

That sweet soul?

There couldn't possibly
be any reason why anyone

would wanna hurt him.

Obviously, there was.

It's impossible.

It must have been a
case of mistaken identity.

Why, that man lived
here for ten years.

And he's one of
the nicest persons

anyone would ever hope to meet.

Was he ever married,
Miss Feathertree?

No, he was a bachelor
man, Mr. Williams.

Were there any
women in his life?

None that I know of.

Oh, he used to chat
together of an evening, but no.

Was he a drinking man?

No, he never drank or smoked.

He was a churchgoer on Sunday,
and worked hard on his job.

He was one of the finest men

that has ever been
my privilege to meet.

Nothing, Danny.

Well, make a house-to-house.
See what you can turn up.

Okay.

Did he ever mention the
name McGarrett to you?

McGarrett?

Steve McGarrett.

No. No, he didn't.

You sure?

I'm positive.

Who is this Mr. McGarrett?

He's the head of Five-0.

A policeman?

Yes.

Well, I can assure
you, Mr. Williams,

that in no way could Mr. Swenson

ever had been
involved with the law.

Take my oath on
a stack of Bibles

that in any way, shape or form,

involved with the
police while he was alive.

It's different now
that he's dead.

Remove this patient

to the emergency
operating room at once.

Find Dr. Kuniosha
and Dr. Rothstein.

This is Dr. Cohen.

I have an emergency.

I'll need a full
operating team at once.

All I know is, Swenson
was too good to be true.

And nothing on his prints?

Not here.

The FBI office has
radiophotoed them to Washington

for clearance.

Got anything?

Swenson's clean.

Doesn't even
have a traffic ticket.

Checked Steve's files.

Nobody by that name
shows up there either.

It doesn't make sense.

There's got to be a connection

between Swenson
and Steve somewhere.

We just keep going
until we run it down.

Danny. What's the matter?

The hospital just called.

They've rushed Steve
back into surgery.

Chin, take over.

See if you can
find that connection.

What if there ain't one, Danny?

Then we're dealing
with a psycho,

without a prayer of knowing

when or where he's
going to hit again.

Yes, can I help...?

Oh, no.

No.

You didn't have to, Joe.

Thank you.

Fifteen years.

It's been 15 years, Joe.

I wasn't sure you were
gonna ask me in, Emma.

Oh. Well, why shouldn't I?

After all, we're still...

I wasn't sure about that either.

What had happened.
All that time.

I must look old to you, Joe.

No.

No, Emma, you...

You're like I thought
you would look.

Like I remembered you.

Oh, you sure got a
nice place here, Emma.

Well, thank you, Joe.

Everything all right? I
mean, you're doing okay?

Yes, I think it's okay.

I'm an office manager in a small
insurance company downtown.

I've been getting
along quite well, I think.

That's good, Emma.

I'm happy for you.

Why, Joe?

Why now?

Why do you still wear that band?

That's hard to accept.

All this time,
not even a letter.

You know what we had, Emma.

It doesn't end in 15
years or even 1,500.

I didn't even know you
were out of Portsmouth.

Yeah.

It was, uh, three weeks ago.

Three weeks ago yesterday.

And now?

Well, now... That's up to you.

Is that really why
you came back here?

There could be no other reason.

Well, I don't know. I
just don't know, Joe.

I'm a different person now.
I've even changed my name.

And I have a different life.

And my little house and
my job and my friends.

And all of a sudden,
just like that, you.

There's no hurry, Em.

I've waited for 15 years.

I've learned to be patient
waiting for what I want.

There's no hurry, Em.

Dr. Silverstein.

Dr. Silverstein.

Dr. Fogerdan, ??? one, stat.

Dr. Fogerdan, one, stat.

What are his chances, doctor?

Seventy-thirty.

For or against?

Against.

Any idea who shot him?

No, but whoever did
killed another man

a few hours ago.

Any clues from
the second victim?

Would two patients
hit by heart attacks

let you know where
the third one would be?

And they'd like you to appear

on the 10:00 news
broadcast regarding the case.

The answer is no.
Thank them and tell them

they'll get equal release
with the other news media

as soon as anything breaks.

Judge Kanabe is convening
court tomorrow at 10:00.

He's got two habeas
corpus hearings,

the Wrightwood and
the Benson cases.

We'll be there.

Everything else
is taken care of.

Oh, the boss had a
9:00 meeting tomorrow

with Senator Nakamura

on the new gun-control bill.

It's one day too late.

See if we can postpone
it. Leave it up in the air.

No, wait, you can't do that.

Make a note. I'll call
him in the morning.

Will do. Anything else, Danny?

Yeah.

Why don't you go
home and get some rest?

Thought I'd stop off
at the hospital first.

Just to see if...

Yeah.

How about you knocking
off? It has been a busy day.

Oh, I think I'll stick
around a while.

Just in case.

Okay. Fresh coffee outside.

Come on, man,
give it to him, baby.

Right in the head.

Yeah, yeah.

That's it.

Make it, make it, make it.

Hey, knock it off, man. Get up.

Settle down, boys.

Any trouble you got is
the trouble you make.

What you want, venerable
pain in the ancestor?

Any reading you got on the
man that hit Steve McGarrett.

That and no more smart mouth,

or I'll shove it
down your throat.

You aren't that tough, old man.

Now, I'm gonna ask
you one more time:

What do you hear?

You're breaking
my arm. Last time.

Nothing, nothing.

Now, behave yourself
and watch your mouth, son.

All right, so you
didn't hear anything.

Who do you guys know
that wants McGarrett dead?

Everybody and nobody.

He's a straight cop, but
nobody digs him as a buddy.

Everyone knows, you
know, if you're on his side.

You know what I mean?

I know. I need names.

Like what? Like
maybe Charley Mangan.

Or who had it in for a
cat called Carl Swenson?

You strike out here, man.

Anybody here was
gonna shoot a cop,

they'd be running and, you know,

they'd be all over
the place, you know,

like boozing up and
bragging about it.

Hey, let me tell
you something, man.

What about hypes?

Know any junkies
been spending big?

Man, we don't do
nothing with junkies.

Nothing.

You know, like that's bad scene.
You dig? You know what I mean?

Tell you how it is, son.

If we learn you held
out any information,

you're gonna have more heat
than you ever thought possible.

So if you hear
anything, you call Five-0.

Talk to anybody, dig?

Sure we will, like Christmas.

Come on, man, let's split.

Chin Ho.

Danny, Chin.

Steve? No,
condition's unchanged.

Get over to the
office on the double.

Looks like we got a break.

Roger.

Here it is.

The tie-in between
Swenson and Steve.

We got the fingerprint
report back from Washington?

Right, the FBI sent
us some copies

of their file material.

Carl Swenson's real
name was Ben Rudkers.

He's been on this
island for 10 years

under the alias of Swenson.

Before that, he was in the Navy

under his real name.

Don't get it, Danno.

Why the switch in names?

And what's the
connection with Steve?

When Rudkers was in the
Navy, he was a small-time crook.

Gambling, black
market, stuff like that.

He and a supply officer
stationed in Seoul, Korea,

were picked up on charges,
including one of homicide.

The officer was
tried and sentenced.

We're still waiting
for the connection.

The investigating
intelligence officer

who broke the case wide open

was Steve McGarrett.

Okay, we have a tie-in.

We know what happened
to Swenson and to Steve.

That leaves us with
the supply officer.

He was a CPO, name
of Joseph M. Trinian.

He was sentenced to
15 years in Portsmouth.

Fifteen years.

Korean War.

Should be coming out about now.

He is out.

I've got calls in to
Naval Intelligence

here and in Washington
trying to locate him.

Doesn't the FBI know?

This is the file on
active known criminals.

They've kept an eye
on Swenson for years,

but he kept his nose clean.

They'll reactivate on Trinian

as soon as they
can get a fix on him.

Kamehameha Day
parade starting to warm up.

It'll be just
another day for us,

unless we get the
man we're after.

You know, Joe, Thank you. Okay.

I think the holidays
were the worst.

I was thinking
about you up there

and wondering what was going
on with you and how you felt.

There were lots
of those holidays.

You never went out, Em?

Never saw any of
the old crowd again?

Oh, it was like a steel
curtain had been dropped.

I really got to know

the meaning of the
word "ostracize."

Fair-weather friends.

Oh, boy, there's a lot
of them in this world.

Well, I didn't
mind after a while.

I knew how they must
think, what they must feel.

Well, you don't have to
worry about that anymore, Em.

That's why I'm here.

To get rid of those years and
the things that caused them.

To wipe them out completely.

I'm not sure I
understand you, Joe.

Em, I'm going back
to the mainland tonight,

just as soon as I finish a
little business I have here.

And I'd like you
to go back with me.

Tonight, Joe?

But you said there was no hurry.

That we had plenty of time

to get accustomed to
each other again, and,

and to think about things.

I have been thinking, Em.
I've been thinking. Ab...

About the way it was with us

and the way it is.

And if we can wipe
out those 15 years.

You're asking too
much too soon, Joe.

Maybe I am, Em.

But believe me,
I know how I feel.

I don't know.

I don't know.

All right.

You think about it.

I'll be back in a little while.

Where are you going?

Well, that business
I talked about.

It won't take too long, and
then I'll come right back.

Em?

Some things never change.

Other things maybe
can't be forgotten.

But removed.

You think about it, Em.

Joseph M. Trinian,
career Navy man.

Chief petty officer in supplies,
stationed in Seoul, Korea.

Trinian had his dirty fingers
in a lot of different things.

Navy got suspicious,
assigned the case to Steve.

FBI file mentioned
something about a murder.

Any new details in that
Naval Intelligence report?

Plenty. There was a young
sailor found dead in an alley.

Turned out he was a big winner

at a gambling joint owned
by Trinian and a Korean.

How did they nail Trinian?

Steve dug up a witness,

named Ben Rudkers,
alias Carl Swenson.

Apparently, he was
involved in the gambling.

Anyway, he got a
dishonorable discharge,

came here and changed
his name to Swenson.

Well, Steve sent
up a lot of men.

Don't mean they come
back and try to hit him.

No, but according
to this report,

Trinian threatened him
after he was convicted.

He yelled frame
from the word go.

Fifteen years is a long
time to hold a grudge.

It seems Trinian did.

His last appeal
was two years ago.

He was still charging
Steve with framing him.

Yeah?

I'll put him on here. Chin?

Chin Ho Kelley.

That so? Oh, wait a minute.

Pencil. Wait a minute.

Okay, son, shoot.

Got it.

What's the name?

Let's have the rest of it.

Thanks.

Yeah and merry
Christmas to you too.

Kid by the name of M.K.

Shook him up a little
bit this morning. Paid off.

Got something on Trinian?
Nope, Charley Mangan.

Name and places.
If the kid is straight,

we can get Charley on
that narco-smuggling.

If you don't need me,
I'll go check it now.

Good.

Yeah?

Right.

This is Williams, commander.

What's the address?

Got it, commander, thanks.

Oh, and don't
forget that transcript.

Blanchard, Naval Intelligence.

Seems Trinian has a
wife living here in Oahu

under an alias.

Cover the front.

Yes?

Are you Mrs. Crawford?

Yes, that's right.

My name is Williams, Five-0.

I'd like to ask you
a few questions.

What about, Mr. Williams?

Your husband, Joseph Trinian.

Do you know where
he is, Mrs. Trinian?

Why do you ask?

We'd like to ask
him a few questions.

Why should you want to
ask Joseph any questions?

We're working on a case.

We think he might
be able to help us.

Do you know where he is?

I'm not sure I understand.

I don't know why the police

should be interested
in Joseph again.

Is he here, Mrs. Trinian?

No, he's not.

Do you mind if I
look in the house?

I most certainly do.

Why? You hiding something?

I find that remark
a little insulting,

Mr. Williams.

Now, maybe you'd better
tell me what this is all about

if we're going to get anywhere.

Does the name Steve
McGarrett mean anything to you?

Yes. What does it mean?

Mr. McGarrett was
the Naval officer

who persecuted Joseph in Korea

some 15 years ago.

Persecuted, or did he
just find the evidence

that sent your husband to jail?

There was no evidence.

Mr. McGarrett brought
in a false witness

and manufactured evidence.

He sent Joseph to
prison for 15 long years.

A lifetime, an
eternity, Mr. Williams.

And my husband was innocent.

You really believe that?

I believe that.

Why would McGarrett
do such a thing?

Oh, well, I don't know.

There must've been
a reason if it were true.

It was true.

Then what was the reason?

Well, what difference
does it make?

He sent Joseph to prison.

Now, he served
his eternity there.

Why are you now coming
here to persecute him again?

So you have seen him?

I didn't say that.

You said I was here
to persecute him again.

Same thing.

Oh, I don't have
to listen to this.

None of this.

Steve McGarrett doesn't
have to lie in a hospital

with three bullet holes in him.

Wait a minute.

There's nothing to wait for.

I wanna know if your
husband is on this island.

I wanna know if he's the
man who shot Steve McGarrett.

He did not shoot Mr. McGarrett.

What makes you so sure?

I know he didn't.
He couldn't have.

Why not? He killed
a man in Korea.

He swore up and
down for 15 years

he'd get even with Steve
for putting him in jail.

So, what makes you so
sure he didn't shoot him?

Because he...
Because he told you?

Because you have seen him.

Because you've
talked it over with him

and you believed
everything he said.

Isn't that right, Mrs.
Trinian? Isn't that it?

No, no!

We think it is.
Now, where is he?

I am not going to answer
any more questions.

Now, if you want to arrest
me and throw me in jail,

you go right ahead.

I am not going to
answer anything more.

All right, Mrs. Trinian.

But remember, if he
didn't shoot McGarrett,

he's got nothing to worry about.

If he did...

Oh, Joe.

Oh, Joe.

Kono, keep this place
under surveillance.

He might show up. Right.

Hello?

Hello, Emma. Joe, where are you?

What's wrong, Emma?

Joe, the police were
here looking for you.

The police?

Yes, they said that you...

Are they still there?

No, they've gone.
But they said that...

They'll come back.

They'll come back after me.

Why did you lie to me, Joe?

Why didn't you tell me
why you'd come back here?

I was so careful. I
covered my trail all the way.

They shouldn't have
found out it was me.

Just once in your life,

just once, you could've
been honest with me.

What did they say, Emma?

Do they have any
idea where I am now?

No. No, I don't think so.

Joey, why did you do it?
McGarrett and that other man?

From the first
day, the first day,

all I could think about
was getting McGarrett.

He crucified me,
Emma, so I shot him.

It's been too
much for you, Joey.

All those years locked up
away from the world like that.

You need help, Joey.
Please give yourself up.

You need help.

There's still time.

I can still finish it.

Joey, look, if you'll
come home and...

What do you mean, finish?

Yes.

Yes, I can still do it.

What are you saying, Joey?
Whatever it is, don't do it.

Don't do it, Joey. Give
yourself up, please.

Joey, can you hear me?

You just can't go on...

You've got to stop killing, Joe.

You got to stop killing, Joey.

You got to stop.

You got to stop killing, Joey.

Williams. Danny,
we just got a call.

The hospital?

No, I've heard from them too.

Steve's still in
critical condition,

but that's not why I called.

It's Mrs. Trinian.

She says her husband's
going to kill again.

I don't know, Mr. Williams.

I don't know who
he's going to kill.

Mrs. Trinian, he tried
to kill Steve McGarrett.

He did kill Ben Rudkers.

They were both
involved in his trial.

I know, I know.

Now, you say he told you

that he could wipe
those years clean

with one more act?

Yes, that's right.

Then it has to be someone
who was at the court-martial.

Someone he feels
is as responsible

as Rudkers and Steve

for putting him in
prison. Who could it be?

There was no one else.

There had to be.
Think, Mrs. Trinian, think.

I am. I am thinking.

But there was no one else.

There couldn't be.

Mrs. Trinian, we've
got to find him.

There's only one
person who can help now,

and that's you.

Now, think. At the court-martial
there was Steve McGarrett,

investigating
intelligence officer

who got the evidence. Yes.

There's Ben Rudkers,

witness who came
forward to testify

that your husband
had been involved

with the killing of that sailor.

And who else was there?

Were there any other witnesses?

No.

Was there anyone your
husband felt was trying

to frame him on those charges?

Mrs. Trinian, there
had to be someone.

The trial judge advocate?

One of his fellow
officers, the prosecutor,

counsel for the defense
Commander Stewart.

Who?

Commander Stewart.

The man who prosecuted
for Naval Intelligence.

Commander Stewart?

Yes, that's the man.
Do you know him?

Yes, I know him.

He's the man who
recommended Steve McGarrett

to be head of Five-0.

Walter Stewart is the
attorney general of this state.

He's gotta be somewhere
on those palace grounds.

I've got Mrs. Trinian with
me to make the identification.

According to her description,

6-feet-2, age around 51.

When last seen, was wearing
a green shirt, dark slacks.

He's out to get the
attorney general.

Joe!

Trinian.

Joe?

He's left me, Mr. Williams.

He's left me again.

Joe.

Well, Danno,

you can close the
book on Trinian.

What about Charley Mangan?

The attorney general's
drawing up the indictments

right now.

Senator Nakamura's
gun-legislation bill?

Met with him, gave
him a complete rundown

on it from our standpoint.

What about Danny Williams?

It's a heavy load, Steve.

It's heavy every day.

But you gotta carry
it for a while, Danno.

Sure.

Only, don't make
it too long, huh?

Danno.

Well done.