All language subtitles for Hawaii Five-O S01E17 Face of the Dragon

And on your left,
beautiful Bay of Hanauma,

which was once part of a
seething volcanic crater.

One of several that erupted

along the eastern
coast of the island

and on into the ocean.

Geologists tell us that
the Hanauma crater

was protected from
the ocean by a sea rim.

After the volcanic
activity stopped

several thousand years ago,

ocean waves finally broke
down the seaward rim,

and this magnificent
bay was formed.

And one of the loveliest
beaches on the island of Oahu.

And if you will follow
me, ladies and gentlemen,

we'll have more
interesting sights to see.

Everybody follow
me this way, please.

He's carrying quite a load.

Hey there. You can't...

What have we got, Chin?

Trouble, boss. Big trouble.

Who is he? No
identification on him.

Passengers on a tourist bus said

a man on a motorcycle
lifted his wallet.

Any description on the cyclist?

Practically nothing.

He was wearing a
helmet and a visor.

Anybody get a license plate? No.

What about H.P.D.?

Hello, McGarrett.

Good morning, doctor.
Okay, let me have it.

You see before you a dying man.

Rare specimen, McGarrett.

Haven't seen one like
it in 25 years of practice.

Hardly believe my own eyes.

All right, doctor.
Come on, what is it?

Voodoo, poison dart?

What's the mystery?

I said rare, McGarrett.

Try bubonic plague.

Bubonic plague?

Are you absolutely sure?

Without question.

There's no telling
how many people

he could have infected
before he was found.

That's an assumption,
doctor. True.

But an epidemic could sweep

these islands like wildfire.

What's the hospital doing?

Inoculating everyone
they can find.

What about the passengers
and driver of that bus?

Got them. But he could have

infected dozens
before we found him.

That's a happy thought.

Have we found out who he is?

I tried, but got nothing.

Wanna ask him yourself?

Please.

My name is McGarrett.
I'm with Hawaii Five-0.

Can you hear me?

What is your name,
sir? Where do you live?

Can we have your name,
sir, and where you live?

Try him, Chin.

What did he say, doc?

Sounded like "cap."

Here, try him again, Chin.

Get his name and
address, will you?

Cap.

It's all you're going
to get, McGarrett.

He's dead.

Cap?

Mean anything to you?

Nothing.

Contact the governor.

Tell him A-one priority.

Ask him to set up a meeting
with Public Health Service,

FBI, H.P.D.,
Immigration, military.

Save me a seat.

Where was he found?

Hanauma Bay.

Let's go.

Anything, John?

We found the car.

Where? Over there.

Hello.

Hi, Danny. Did you check it?

Orders were to guard it.

I haven't gone any
closer than this. Good.

Don't. Medical
team is on the way.

In the meantime,
nobody goes near it.

Nobody. Any
registration? No, sir.

License?

McGarrett to Central.

Central headquarters.

Yeah. Run an R.O.
on a '68 Mercury

four-door station
wagon, light blue.

License number, uh,
Baker-Sam-Ocean 496.

Repeat, Baker-Sam-Ocean 496.

I want the owner's
name and address.

Emergency? Yeah.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello.

Plague is a disease
of wild rodents.

Of rats, squirrels,
uh, mice, rabbits even.

It can be contracted by humans

either through handling
an infected animal,

or through rodent
fleas and lice, ticks.

Doctor...

can it be transmitted
without contact?

Unfortunately, yes.

By a human parasite,
or, in the case of

plague, uh, pneumonia,

through droplet infection.

Which brings us, I suppose,

to the question of treatment.

And first, strict
isolation is mandatory.

Sorry. Sorry I'm late.

Hello, Steve.

We're getting a
briefing on plague

from Dr. Kemp of Public Health.

Doctor. Steve
McGarrett, head of Five-0.

Would you like me to
summarize, Mr. McGarrett?

No, I'll get a copy
of the minutes.

Just one question, doctor.

Would you recommend
chloramphenicol

or chlortetracycline
in cases of plague?

Streptomycin is
the drug of choice.

But the drugs you named

would be a valuable supplement.

You're well informed,
Mr. McGarrett.

So was the dead man.

We found three capsules
of each in his room.

You've identified him?

Harvey Fong. Age 42.
Oriental. Photographer.

Lived up in Kamakee.
One other question, doctor.

Are those drugs available
without a prescription?

No. Why do you ask?

Because somebody
treated Fong for plague

without reporting
it to Public Health.

Well, if you're
implying he was treated

by a qualified
doctor, Mr. McGarrett,

I doubt it.

Why do you doubt it, doctor?

Because it would
be irresponsible,

if not criminal.

Yes, it would.

Well, as I see it...

our problem is twofold:

One, treatment.

We must alert the
public to the danger

without inciting a panic.

Doctor, you're
in charge of that.

Two, prevention.

Now, I'm going to
ask you gentlemen

to coordinate your
efforts with Five-0.

Steve. Yes, sir.

Using Fong as our focal point,

we must work both ways.

Where did he contract it,

and who might have
been infected by him?

Well, somebody
lifted his billfold.

What are the thief's chances
in a case like that, doctor?

Without treatment, very poor.

Now, in some
epidemics, Mr. McGarrett,

the mortality rate has been
known to reach 90 percent.

Did he mention any
other complaints?

Dizziness.

Said he felt hot. - And cold.

At the same time.

Trouble hearing.

And breathing too.

Any history of
anxiety in his family?

Only when I see a needle.

He worries a lot when

he breaks open a fortune cookie.

Well, his temperature's
normal. So is his pulse.

And no... swelling
in the glands either.

So what's your
diagnosis, doctor?

Well, gentlemen...
when is the last time

any of you had a good rest?

Well, the last time McGarrett

blew "Taps" was, uh... heh...

well... come to think of it...

And when was the
last time any of you

had dinner... sitting down?

I thought so.

Well, you asked
for my diagnosis.

In a word: fatigue.

We've been busy, doctor.

You've been running

24 hours a day, Mr. Williams,

And you're running yourselves

into the ground.

Take off your jackets.
Roll up your sleeves.

If you won't take the
advice I give you...

you'll take the
protection I give you.

Your turn, Mr. Williams.

Thanks.

Hurt? Yeah.

Your turn, Kono.

Honestly, doctor... I feel fine.

Okay, we go on the
assumption that it was imported.

That could mean a seaman,

tourist or an illegal alien.

Nearest active plague centers

are India, China,
Burma and Java.

Kono, I want a
list of ships that

made a port of call in Hawaii
from any of those countries.

How far back?

Well, the incubation
period is three to six days.

So two weeks should do it.

Anybody that's had it
longer than that is dead.

She's on, Steve.

A new strain of virus,

causing uncomplicated... Chin.

Yeah, boss? I want that
man on the motorcycle.

Work with H.P.D.

Okay.

Danno, pharmacies are yours.

Find out who's
written prescriptions

for chloramphenicol,
chlortetracycline.

Both of them together

should give you a good fix.

And finally, nobody
mentions the word "plague."

Nobody.

How do we play it, Steve?

Well, maybe she
can give us a clue.

To reduce the spread
of this form of Asian flu

throughout the island
requires early treatment.

I urge you to see
your physician at once

if you have any of the
following symptoms

of this infectious disease:

Chills followed by
rapidly rising temperature

to usually 103 degrees.

The skin, hot and dry.

Pulse and
respiration increasing.

Partial loss of hearing.

The lymph nodes
larged and painful.

Pneumonia may result
as a complication...

Daddy?

Daddy.

You've just heard
a special report...

What's the matter?
From Dr. Alexandra Kemp

of the Public Health
Service. You don't feel good?

The noise woke me
up. We now return

to our regularly
scheduled program.

What noise, the TV?

At Mr. Chew's.

Somebody's pounding
on the door. And shouting.

Oh, yeah? Well, let's go see.

Who's that, Daddy?

I don't know.

But you stay here, Kim.

You stay here.

Chew?

Chew?

Chew?

Mr. Chew!

You all right in there?

Chew?

Hey, Chew.

Hey, Chew, wake up.

All right, Tim, get
on it right away, huh?

Yes, sir.

Tell me about him, hm?

Mr. Chew? Yeah.

I don't know him.

How long have you
lived here, Mr. Jardine?

Me and the kid been living
here for about three years,

ever since my woman
walked out on us.

And you never met Mr. Chew?

Well, I've been
sick for a long time...

but the kid knew him.

Is that right, son?

What do you mean,
you don't know him?

He used to carve little boats

for you, didn't he?

You used to run errands

for him, didn't you?

I don't know what's
wrong with this kid.

Both of you go into
this house, Kemo?

No, sir. Just me.

My partner was
covering the back.

All right.

Go down to Queen's Hospital.
Take the neighbor and his boy.

Emergency entrance.
Ask for Dr. Kemp.

Yes, sir.

Steve. Yeah?

Evidently he's been
dead for a couple of days.

Like the other one?

Just like him.

Okay.

Danno. Yeah?

Any tie between Chew and Fong?

As far as we can
determine, no connection.

Yet they both
died of the plague.

And they both had contact
with a guy on a motorcycle.

Yeah. He could be the
carrier in both cases.

This guy Chew
had enough contacts

to start an epidemic
all by himself.

How?

He worked at the Hawaiian
Institute of Technology.

Kim, now, this is
gonna sting a little bit,

But you're tough, aren't you?

No.

Oh, yes you are. I know you are.

Ready?

Ready? Here we go.

Ah. Now, that
wasn't bad, was it?

Yes, ma'am. I got
your message, doctor.

You said urgent. Oh, Mr. Jardine

has some important
information for you.

It seems my boy was paid to
run an errand for somebody.

He didn't do it.

And we got to give
back the money.

For Mr. Chew, Kim?

Yes, sir.

He was sick and
couldn't go to work.

So he asked me to go
over to the university for him.

He was the janitor there.

What did he want you to do, Kim?

He said there was a message
for him in the parking lot.

I went there. Honest.

Which one, Kim?

I couldn't get the
top off, Mr. McGarrett.

And Mr. Chew said
not to let anybody know.

Okay.

Hello, Steve. Colonel.

Steve McGarrett, Five-0.

Professors Foley and Lasham.

I need some technical
information, gentlemen.

Between the two of us,

we cover a rather broad
spectrum of the scien...

McGARRETT: What's Canebrake?

I beg your pardon?

What's Canebrake?

Canebrake. What is it?

This is Canebrake.

Known only to
Military Intelligence

and a few scientists.

It's a major breakthrough

in infrared sensory perception.

If it does everything
the eggheads claim for it.

A night-sight detector? Right.

Being used in Vietnam?

Model T's are being
used in Vietnam.

Those have to be
super-cooled with liquid nitrogen,

and even then, the
noise-to-signal ratio

is too low.

This baby is solid-state,

requires no cryogenic
refrigeration...

and it'll pick up a
warm body signal

of a tomcat at a hundred yards

in a pitch-black jungle.

If it field-tests,
they'll miniaturize it

for use in helicopters.

You realize every specification

is top-secret.

Not anymore, Colonel.

Where did you get this?

How much does it give away?

With two preliminary
sketches, you could build one.

We had our best
security on this operation.

Have we been penetrated?

Colonel, you've been stabbed.

Cap Soledado, eh?

From Hong Kong.

One of 11 ships in port
in the past two weeks

from plague centers.

She's under quarantine
by Public Health Service.

Port Authority says no
one is allowed aboard, boss.

No one.

Any passengers?

Yeah, one.

Shipping officials say
someone named Horace Sibley.

Got a description.

Good. Get out an APB right away.

He may be more
than a plague carrier.

What else?

A Red Chinese agent.

You called it, Steve.
Turned only one combination

of chloramphenicol
and chlortetracycline.

S and C Pharmacy
on Mapalo Street.

Night delivery to this address.

Who wrote it?

A Dr. Leo Kuh.

Who lives here?

Mr. Shen Yu-Lan.

Yes?

We'd like to see
Mr. Shen Yu-Lan, please.

He rarely sees strangers,
except by appointment.

McGarrett and
Williams, Hawaii Five-0.

I think he'll see us.

Please come in.

I am his nephew, Lewis Shen.

Will you follow me, please?

If you gentlemen will excuse me,

I will speak to my uncle.

My uncle will see
you for five minutes.

Is your uncle sick?

Not at all.

Merely so old that
his time is precious.

Somebody else in the
house has been sick?

I was not aware of that.

That was a question, Mr. Shen.

How many people
live here, Mr. Shen?

All matters
concerning the family

must be handled...

by the head of the family.

Will you come this way, please?

Mr. Shen. McGarrett,
Williams, Hawaii Five-0.

That is a branch of
the state police, uncle.

Police.

Why do they come to my home?

Concerns a man
named Harvey Fong.

Do you know him, sir?

No.

Then perhaps someone
else in the family?

I will inquire when
they gather this evening.

Well, for many reasons,
we have to know now.

It's very urgent, sir.

Two prescriptions were filled

and delivered to this address

by the S and C
Pharmacy on June 18th.

McGARRETT: Who
was the medicine for,

and what was the
nature of the illness?

The world has changed
since I was young.

Then, an illness
was the private affair

between a patient
and his physician.

Is Dr. Kuh your physician?

McGARRETT: Dr. Kuh? Yes?

McGarrett, Williams, Five-0.

Oh, I got your telephone
call. I'm sorry I couldn't wait.

I have an emergency.

So have we.

Do you have a patient in the
house of Mr. Shen Yu-Lan?

Fourteen. Fourteen?

All relatives and patients.

You could say I'm
the resident doctor.

I live there.

Mr. Shen is my grandfather.

Is there a problem?

You write these prescriptions?

I did.

Do you find something
sinister about them?

Maybe. Who were you
treating, and for what?

The cook.

Carbuncles on the cook.

Oh, I'm sorry you
don't see the humor in it.

Neither did the cook.

You see,

the carbuncles were
located in a very delicate area.

A very delicate area.

Hey. That was a
terrible waste, man.

You could have sold it.

Or even given it to me.

Okay. Let's recap it.

A hollow post was
used as a drop.

Chew was the cutout.

He's dead.

And he wouldn't have known

who left the messages anyway.

How do you figure the first
victim, the photographer?

Part of the espionage network.

The man on the motorcycle

is probably the end of the line.

Maybe he was smuggled
in here especially for this job.

Could be.

McGARRETT: Mr. Sibley.

What's this all about?

Sit down. We'd like to
ask you a few questions.

About what?

What do you do, Mr. Sibley?

I'm an importer.

What do you import?

Oh, uh, I'm an importer

of, uh, Oriental art objects.

Not the flu.

From where?

Hong Kong mostly.

Really?

Why question it?

Well, I've seen lots of
things from Red China

with phony Hong Kong labels.

You just came back
from there, didn't you?

Yes.

Aboard the Cap Soledado?

Freighters are
cheaper, you know.

How many passengers were there?

I traveled in solitary splendor.

Think it over, Mr. Sibley.

I was the only passenger.

Somebody aboard that ship
had a contagious disease.

You might have been infected.

I never felt better
in my life, but, uh...

thanks for worrying about me.

The incubation period
is from three to six days.

What is it, some sort
of tropical disease?

Bubonic plague.

Heh.

You must be joking.

No joke, Mr. Sibley.

Well, it, uh, can
be treated, can't it?

We've had two victims so far.

Both are in the morgue.

Who else was on that boat?

Uh...

No one. Uh, you can
check the passenger list.

McGARRETT: Then somebody
was smuggled in. Who was it?

You certainly have a
one-track mind, Mr. McGarrett.

I just told you...
And I'm telling you.

There's a carrier
of bubonic plague

loose on this rock,
and he's a Red agent.

Tsk.

Well, assuming
that you're right, uh...

do you have evidence that, uh...

That I had anything
to do with it?

In the past year
you've made six trips

between Hawaii and Hong Kong.

A requirement of my business.

And each time you've sailed
aboard the Cap Soledado.

Oh, yes, and each time I
smuggled in a Red agent.

We're working
on that possibility.

Well, you work on
it, Mr. McGarrett...

but I have nothing more to say.

I do.

You have five accounts
in five different banks.

Is that normal for the
importing business?

You better be careful.

I might sue you for
invasion of privacy.

Where do you think you're going?

Well, you can't hold me.

I can't charge you,
but I can hold you.

For what?

You were exposed to
a contagious disease.

My duty to quarantine
you. Take him, Chin.

What do you think, Steve?

Funny line about the flu. Yeah.

He knows a lot
more than he told us.

But why the quarantine?

Besides, I want him available.

Horace Sibley's all we got
to lead us out of a blind alley.

Mr. McGarrett,
aren't you up early?

Late. How is she?

Not well enough
for interrogation.

I think she'll make it.

Except for her clothes...

this is all she had on her.

It's been decontaminated.

Her fiancé.

Made in Canton.

Well, evidently that's
where they started from.

The two of them were
smuggled downriver

in the bilge of a
rat-infested junk.

A floating plague center.

That where they
contracted the disease?

Maybe. They were both
taken aboard a freighter.

Cap Soledado?

Well, she didn't say.

And each was
locked in a cargo case

with just enough food and water.

And the only thing
that kept her going

was the promise they made

to each other that they'd
meet onshore when it was safe.

What happened to the fiancé?

She didn't say.

She never saw him again.

What do you mean?

When they docked, and they
brought her up from the hold,

naturally she asked about him.

And they told her he'd
already left the ship.

You did a good job
of interrogation, doctor.

She was delirious.

Did she give you his name? No.

But, you know, uh,
she might have given it,

and I didn't pick it up,

because half the time

she was raving in Chinese.

She's awake now.

One question, doctor.

I want the name of her fiancé.

Steve.

How is she?

She's alive. She's
gonna make it.

Good. Listen, we've
got a homicide.

Man named Tompkins.

Shot and dumped into a
canyon off Kalanianaole Highway.

Might have never been found,

but he wasn't quite dead.

Managed to drag himself back
up to the highway before he died.

Any tie?

We found a motorcycle nearby.

Matches the description
of the one we're looking for.

The carrier must have done it.

And that's what
happened to her fiancé too.

I'll bet on it.

McGarrett.

The name of Amy's
fiancé is Shen Lew.

Shen Lew?

Only in China. Turn it around.

Lewis Shen.

"I could hear the water
against the bottom

"and rats scurrying
past in the blackness.

"I crouched in the cargo box,

"blind as a creature
who lives belowground.

"Day after day, I waited

"for the ship to reach Hawaii,

"and when it did,

"Shen Lew had
already gone ashore.

"Now, honorable
uncle of my fiancé,

"I am at last in Honolulu,

but alone and sick."

Nephew... you said
nothing about a fiancé.

I merely befriended her, uncle,

while we were waiting to board.

The rest is untrue.

But... she is sick.

I'll check the hospitals.

Possibly there is
some way I can help.

Lewis who?

Shen. Chinese.

Illegal immigrant from Canton.

Translation in your language,

20 years in prison.

Add Amy Soo, you get 40.

And of course they both
said that they... paid me

to smuggle them
into the islands.

Amy Soo did, by
name and description.

You said she had the plague.

One of the lucky ones.
She's gonna make it.

And she's gonna
talk for the record.

You're trying to set
me up, McGarrett.

Her family Hui paid you $25,000

to smuggle her
into these islands.

That's your going
rate, isn't it, Mr. Sibley?

That's the amount
you've been depositing

in your various bank
accounts several times a year.

It's about martini
time, isn't it, McGarrett?

No chance.

My throat's a little dry, but...

I'll try talking.

Please do.

This is an intrusion.

I'm sorry, sir, but
a necessary one.

Is your nephew Lewis at home?

No. Why do you ask?

We talked with him yesterday.

We think he just arrived
from Canton, China.

The law prohibits
immigration from China.

True, but people break the law.

It costs about $25,000
to smuggle an alien in.

A Hui can afford that.

A Hui is a family organization.

Many branches drawn
together for a common good.

We do not break the law.

How old was your nephew
when you left China?

Eight years old.

You were swindled, Mr. Shen.

Somebody else
needed to run a spy in

and give him a cover.

Your nephew never
made it this far.

He was murdered at sea.

The one who claims to be
your nephew is an imposter.

This is what your
nephew really looked like.

Another thing. He
has bubonic plague.

And although the doctor's
medication may have helped him,

he's still a carrier.

How could this be?

Well, we've put this together
from a man we have in custody.

Your nephew probably
had the plague.

The imposter might
have left the ship

wearing your nephew's clothes.

That's why we have to find him.

So difficult to understand.

There's a young lady
in Queen's Hospital

who can tell you
the whole story.

This came in the
mail a few hours ago.

And now, gentlemen,

if you will excuse
me for a moment.

Lew Shen.

Oh. Yes, Colonel
Tyler. No, I'm sorry.

Mr. McGarrett is
not in at the moment.

Can Mr. Williams help you?

Yes. Just a moment.

Danny. It's Colonel Tyler.

Colonel. This is Williams.

Steve ought to be
back any minute.

Hold on a minute, sir.

Steve. It's Colonel Tyler.

Yes, colonel.

So your carrier pigeon got away.

He's half yours, colonel.

Besides being a carrier,
he's an enemy agent.

Well, we're pretty well
dug in on this sector.

I got the man who
sold out to Red agents.

Who was it?

A technician on the project.

A sleeper, recruited
about five years ago.

They activated him
just for this operation.

But no lead to Lew Shen?

Your man? No.

But I'm not too
worried about him.

Well, don't write
him off, colonel.

He's smart, he's
dedicated and he's deadly.

He wants a look at your
gadget, and he won't stop trying.

Well, he's wasting his time

looking around here.

Canebrake's in a chopper
on its way to the testing site.

Colonel.

General Freeman, top
priority. Hold it, Steve.

Yes, sir.

When?

Where?

I'm on my way.

Steve. Yeah.

Oh, my God.

Where?

Yeah, I'll be right there.

Danno. Hold the fort.

Let's, uh, keep this away

from the newspapers
for a few days.

That's a good
idea, sir. I'll call in.

Colonel. McGarrett.

How's the pilot?

Critical. An ambulance just

took him to the hospital.

Sabotage? Looks like it.

Canebrake gone? Yes.

It's sabotage, colonel.
Let's not kid ourselves.

Now that he's got it,
what's he gonna do with it?

Probably take it
apart and diagram it.

Can't smuggle it out.

How long would that take?

If he's had scientific training,

probably four, five hours.

We got troubles, colonel.

Go, Danno.

Everybody's been alerted.

H.P.D., FBI, Customs
and Immigration.

But he's crawled into
a hole. It'll take time.

We don't have time.

You just had a call
from that wahine doctor.

Thinks she's got another
case of the plague.

He won't give out any
information on himself.

He just walked in off the street

about an hour ago

and wanted to be
treated for the plague.

Just like that he used
the word "plague"?

Right out loud in
public. Has he got it?

Well, no symptoms, but
he may be incubating.

You look bushed, doctor.

Have you looked
in the mirror lately?

Only when I shave.
And I do that running.

What's your name?

I asked you a question.

We need your
name for the record.

I want to leave.

Has he had his
shot, doctor? Yes.

All right, get your shirt
on. We're holding you.

Why are you holding
me? I did nothing.

Is it my fault I
catch the plague?

What makes you think
you caught the plague?

Oh, this fella, he
tells me... he's got it.

Maybe he pass it on to me.

He said go see a
doctor in the morning.

I don't wait till
morning. I come now.

You tell us where we can
find this man, you can go home.

I want to go home now.

Not until you tell us
where you can find him.

Home.

He rented a room from
me. And my garage.

I'm sorry, Mr. McGarrett,

the light switch doesn't work.

Danno. Yeah?

Take a look.

What is that thing anyway?

Never mind. We'll
take care of it.

I don't believe it.

I may not believe
in Santa Claus,

but I never send back
any Christmas presents.

Wrong. It's all
out of character.

People like Lewis Shen
don't have any character.

That's what I mean,
Danno. He's a killer.

He couldn't care less if
that little man got plague.

Yet he warned him. Why?

Yeah. Why?

Maybe he wanted to
get the word to us, huh?

Not too obvious, not too direct.

But he wanted us to know

where to come to find Canebrake.

You figure he's
already had it apart?

Yeah, and made a schematic.

And if he did... all he needs

is a little elbow room
to get off this rock.

We'd better find him fast.

How? Where? We don't
even know who is friends are.

No, but we know his enemies.

McGARRETT: We
need your help, doctor.

Please...

have the kindness to
leave me with my grief.

Unless you help us, you'll
know a far greater grief.

The imposter Lewis
Shen murdered your uncle.

He brought a plague
to these islands

that you concealed.

As a doctor, the
responsibility for that

lies on your doorstep.

Now it's up to you.

Get word to every member

of your Hui and
all your friends.

You find him, doctor. Find him.

Is everything ready?

Yes. Got the money?

Half now. Half when
I leave your boat.

Let's go.

Freeze, Shen!

You're boxed in.

Cyanide.

Kill me!

Kill me.

No chance. We got
some talking to do,

and I want some answers.

It's all here, Steve.

Good. Take him, Danno.

You all right, fatso?

N... Not too bad.

Hey, boss.

How far was he going
to get on a fishing boat?

Far enough.

Ten to one, there's
a foreign sub

waiting out there somewhere.

Come on. Let's go.