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Flight 16 now unloading at Gate 3.

Flight 16 now unloading at Gate 3.

Will Mr. Harry Brown please report

to the passenger-information center.

Mr. Harry Brown, please report

to the passenger-information center.

Why don't you freshen up your lipstick?

See you later.

Aloha.

Aloha yourself, baby.

The name's Harry Brown. You got something for me?

Now ready for departure,

Mainliner flight 198

for Los Angeles and Chicago,

now ready for boarding at Gate 9.

Hold it.

Five-0. You're under arrest.

Real name, John Warnesh,

also known as John Zecky and George Black.

No previous alias as Harry K. Brown.

Okay, Danno, let's go over it again.

Go.

Well, Warnesh is a moderate drinker, flashy dresser

and makes a hobby of collecting women.

Three-time loser.

Five years ago he was paroled from San Quentin.

He also did time at?

Oh, yeah. Jackson and Joliet.

And after his parole from San Quentin?

Been somewhere in the Far East.

Expert safecracker, top nitro man.

Not only an expert, one of the best in the world.

He's never made a hit under a half-million dollars.

Doesn't make it any easier.

I cracked a few safes for Naval Intelligence,

but as a professional, I'd starve.

What's a top box man like Warnesh

doing here in Hawaii, Steve?

That's what our assignment is, Danno.

Anything?

Checked out the money in the locker.

Twenty thousand. All legit, unmarked,

no records of the numbers, untraceable.

Did you try it under black light?

Sure did. Still no marks.

What about the hotel registration on the Big Island?

Made two days ago by cablegram.

Kono?

Not a word in the streets, boss.

"Harry K. Brown."

Okay, gentlemen, we go.

Welcome to the Maunaloa Hotel, Mr. Brown,

we have your room for you.

How's the action around this place?

Sir, we like to think of the Maunaloa

as the place where the action is.

Swimming, shuffleboard, Ping-Pong.

Tuesday and Thursdays, we have hula lessons.

Well, I see what you mean.

All right.

Thanks, pal.

Reach.

Back up. Get over there.

Go on, get over here.

Hands flat, your feet spread.

Pull your sleeve up.

Happy?

Sit down.

You're late, Brown. What happened to you?

You put that thing away, maybe we can talk.

The man is paying you top dollar.

That means you show up when he says and where he says.

So I missed the 11:00 plane.

Why?

Well, I stopped for a couple of drinks,

I, uh... I met a friend.

It got late, I decided to fly up this morning.

Is that so terrible?

Oh. What's her name?

Cynthia.

Cynthia Fredericks.

Address?

It's in the bag.

Get it.

Get it.

Okay, genius, sit down. Your turn.

Now, straight talk,

or in five minutes, the hotel fuzz will be up here

asking about the dead man I shot rifling my room.

The man isn't gonna like this.

The man wants me checked, he checks himself.

Get him for me.

Look, Brown, you don't seem to get the message.

This caper is a one-way contact only.

I don't know where the man is or who he is or what he is.

He lets us know.

No, not with me, he doesn't. I split first.

Not with 20 grand of his dough in your pocket.

What's your name, genius?

Swanson.

You got a big mouth, Swanson, you know that?

Hey, I'll remember you said that.

You ready?

You going somewhere?

If you wanna get off this island alive,

then put the hardware away and follow me.

Where we going?

You'll find out when you get there.

Nice pad.

One thing I'll say for the man, he got good taste.

Yeah, except for one thing. He hired you.

Keep it up, baby.

You are Brown?

Yeah. Who are you?

Andre Maurac.

This the whole welcoming committee?

What do you expect, chimes?

That's enough, Carl.

We are to work together, there must be complete harmony.

And that will go for you too, Brown.

I don't need to hold hands with anybody to do my job.

That is, if I ever find out what it's gonna be.

You'll learn in due time, Mr. Brown.

Are you in on this?

I am.

That's what I call class.

Real class.

Well, I can see that you're not the man.

And I can see that you talk too much.

Wait till you get to know me a little better.

In the meantime, how do you fit into this?

Let's just say I fit in.

Okay.

If I decide to stick around, maybe you'll, uh, educate me.

And as for educating you, Mr. Brown,

I think you'd better listen to this.

While this is specifically for your ears, Mr. Brown,

it'll do no harm to let the others hear also.

I want you to know that I've been privy

to everything that happened in your room at the Maunaloa

between you and Swanson.

I have all the facts that you gave

as to why you were late

and what you have been doing.

I am going to check them out.

Meanwhile, let me tell you this:

Until further notice, you are to stay there

at the beach house with the others.

I'm paying for a box man, not a lover.

For the next week, I own you.

If you should step out of line again,

you're a dead man.

How about a toast to the man, huh?

I've been hearing a lot about the man.

Maybe it's time somebody said who he is.

If, uh, Swanson's running this show,

I'd just as soon walk right now.

I'm not running anything.

And nobody's walking.

Swanson's an expert electrician, period.

How about you, Frenchy, you the man?

I am the man for the torch, x-ray and saw.

That's all, Brown.

What about you, baby? How do you fit in?

I work for Quan Ling,

who is on a diplomatic mission in Hawaii.

He the man?

He's my cover. That's all.

And that's all you know, huh?

I know what the man tells us.

All right, to the man, huh?

We don't know who he is, where he is, what he is.

He never shows, but he gives orders.

How? Phone, tape, letters.

Only, nobody ever sees him, and I don't like it.

That's tough.

You were contacted, you made your deal.

The one hit in a lifetime, Brown.

For a guaranteed payoff of $1 million,

split four ways.

That, I like.

Steve has made his contact. He's in rendezvous

with at least three others. We can only presume

that they are engaged in the same operation.

How tight is his cover, up to now?

So far, Steve's okay, sir.

Made his first contact at the hotel

and was taken to the present rendezvous point.

But you've made no direct contact with McGarrett?

So far, not possible, sir.

Any leads on the beach house?

It was rented a month ago by one Hiro Tagati.

Residence, Tokyo.

Paid for six months in advance, all cash.

You've checked on this Mr. Tagati, of course.

Wayne did, sir.

So far, our Tokyo agents have been unable to locate

anyone operating under that name.

What about the two men?

The one waiting at the beach house?

Steve's contact at the hotel who called himself Swanson?

We got that from the tape of the bug

we planted in his room.

That's all we know about him.

The girl?

Name's Margi Carstairs.

Came here about a week ago attached to the entourage

of a diplomatic emissary by the name of Quan Ling.

Is he involved?

Well, if he is, he has diplomatic immunity.

Whatever's up, we'll never be able to touch him.

All right. What else, Danny?

We picked up prints of the man called Swanson

from his hotel room.

They've been radiophotoed to Washington

for possible file check.

Also, I took these pictures with a long lens

from a fishing boat offshore.

Copies have been sent to Washington

for a possible identification and file check.

Hold it, Brown.

What is going on with the two of you now?

Ask this stupid jerk.

I'm asking both of you.

He's what I told you, he's a spy.

He's an informer. I caught him at it.

Why don't you keep your crummy mouth shut?

Brown, I said hold it.

All right, ask him what he's talking about.

I came out here, I caught him going through that envelope.

Why shouldn't I?

Laying here, nobody's name on it.

Margi?

Okay, baby.

He's right. There's no name, no identification.

The man has sent us his next message about the hit.

Looks like some kind of a ship.

You're the expert, Andre. What is that?

It is a ship.

Very special job.

About the size of a Coast Guard cutter.

Well, that's where we're gonna hit, then. The ship.

Doesn't figure. Ship's boxes come with zippers.

Any local yokel

can open the best of them with a screwdriver.

The man doesn't need me for a hit like that.

Perhaps this will give us some kind of a clue.

You have now received blueprints

which contain every bit of information

you might possibly need as to the place of the operation.

The name of the ship is the Anitya.

You will not have to locate her.

She is located for you.

You will study her and orient the blueprints...

Anitya?

Yeah, do you know her?

Yes, of course I know her.

The Anitya is Quan Ling's ship, the man I work for.

And your boss is a diplomat?

What could be aboard a diplomatic ship

that we could make a hit on?

State papers, maybe? Microfilm?

Perhaps if we'd listen to the rest of this,

we might find out.

To the ship itself.

Memorize every passage, every foot of her,

fore and aft.

You will start that work this morning.

This noon, at precisely 2:00,

you will drop the lady at the rendezvous area.

And for the rest of the day,

you will make the necessary contacts

and the necessary purchases.

You have already been informed

what will be required in the operation.

When that has been completed, you will return to the house,

where further instructions will be given you.

Well, we're in business at last.

Well, there she is.

Some tub. My mouth is beginning to water.

For what, genius?

We still don't know what we're after.

I could care less.

Whatever it is, we'll get it.

Once we get the payoff, we'll have the world by the tail.

Gentlemen, we take one step at a time.

First we get the tools, then we wait for the word.

I still don't like the way this job is being run.

Forgetting about the job, what about the payoff?

Do you believe in that?

I only believe in what I can hold in my hands, baby.

But like Frenchy said, we take it one step at a time.

I'll see you back at the house.

Wait a minute, baby.

Just so you don't forget.

From Harry K., with love, huh?

Come on, Brown. We got things to do.

Not with me, you don't, pretty boy.

Run along, do your little errands by yourself.

I work solo, remember?

Oh. You sure you know what to do?

If I don't, it's my head, right?

See you back at the house.

Once around the coast road, buddy.

Okay, sir.

Just hold it here, buddy.

Anything from Washington?

Drawing a blank all up and down the line.

I've briefed Kono on what I know.

The hit's gonna be on Quan Ling's yacht.

That'll be quite a job.

What do you mean?

Made a routine check when we learned the girl's identity.

Quan Ling's got a private army aboard that thing

standing watch around the clock.

Well, who's ever behind this caper has a way figured.

You can bet on that.

What's your next move?

I've gotta make a contact and be back at the house by 2.

Contact with whom?

I haven't been told.

But there's only one possible answer.

Like what?

A nitro man.

You don't know where, how or who, how do you make a contact?

I got a sealed envelope with a lighter in it.

That's the only clue.

What can we do to help?

Just keep those cards and letters coming in, buddy.

Mauna Loa Hotel, buddy.

Excuse me.

Could I bother you for a light, please?

Yeah, sure. Got one right here.

Too windy, I guess.

Nice lighter you've got there. Where'd you get it?

Would it mean anything if I said a place called Brown's?

McGarrett.

Steve McGarrett. How you doing?

McGarrett, huh?

All right, fuzz, freeze right there.

You suckered me.

No Harry K. Brown, just fuzz.

Just don't make any sudden moves, pal.

There's nitro in this band, remember?

Tell me about it.

I carried it a long way to a lousy cop.

Okay, end of the line, pal.

That's right.

For you.

One move... One jar, wipes us all out.

Now, give me that gun.

I said, give me that gun!

Thanks, Kono. Get him out of here and book him.

Sorry, Steve.

For a hotel security cop, that was a... pretty dumb move.

Forget it, Brad. Forget it.

To you, baby.

I like your style, Harry K. Brown.

Would you rather that I called you by your real name?

Forget it, baby.

You're not afraid of me?

No, it's just business.

Tomorrow, next week, one of us might get tagged.

The less we know about each other, the better.

Somewhere in this world, people trust people.

Who do you trust?

I could trust you, if you'd let me.

Sure?

Why not?

What do you want to know?

Who the man is.

I don't know.

You don't know or you're not saying?

You really don't trust people, do you?

It's not that.

It's just that I can't figure you in on this caper.

Do you mean, what is a nice girl like me

doing on a job like this?

Something like that.

Well, I'll tell you.

This nice little girl has finally got a big one.

No more small deals, no more dives.

From now on, it's Cannes, Portofino, St. Tropez...

Here I come.

Have you ever thought that sometimes this world

can be harder on a woman than a man?

Yeah.

Yeah, sometimes.

Underneath what we grow up to be,

I suppose there's just a little girl, in all of us,

just looking out...

Wondering why people turn into such frightening,

misshapen monsters.

And then one day, you look and... You're one of those people.

You're one of those frightening, misshapen monsters.

Crowding, destroying, doing anything to stay alive.

Come on, baby.

You were talking moonlight and orchids, remember?

You don't dig what I was talking about at all, do you?

Harry, you don't dig it at all.

Maybe not.

But I dig you, baby.

I dig you.

You have exactly eight minutes

to get those cylinders out of the box.

Eight minutes.

If the box is open longer, an alarm goes off

and you're a dead man.

Now, the time of the hit: 11:00 tonight.

Repeating, 11:00 tonight.

Eight minutes. He's out of his mind.

It takes me twice as long with good light on dry land

and a standard box.

He must think I'm Houdini. He paid for Houdini.

Come on, come on. Let's figure out what's in these cylinders.

Well, the man said they're heavy-grade celluloid.

Sealed and waterproofed. Three of them.

Two kilos each.

Nitro on celluloid?

That's what I mean, Frenchy.

I gotta blow those doors without tearing those cylinders apart.

Well, why don't you burn it or peel it?

In eight minutes, stupid?

What's in these? What's in them?

Maybe gold.

Bullion is $35 an ounce.

At our prices, he'd be losing a fortune.

Diamonds?

In waterproof celluloid containers? No.

Wait a minute.

H. Uncut horse.

Six kilos of pure heroin.

Oh, man, what a hit. What a hit.

Forty million dollars, cool.

I'm from Mauna Loa Refrigeration.

Stand right there.

Moore here.

Man from Mauna Loa Refrigeration.

Please excuse me.

Right. I'll check.

Nobody reported anything wrong. Who called you?

Look, buddy, I just work for the outfit. I do what I'm told.

It's no skin off my back. You're paying double time.

You wanna find out who called?

Okay, I'll come back in the morning.

It's all right, Eric. I called him.

Sorry, Miss Carstairs.

No problem.

You know where it is?

Been here before.

Okay, let's go.

How is he?

Sake and the powder worked like a charm.

Where's Swanson? Should be here any second.

Who is it?

Lukim.

Everything's all right, thank you. You can go.

It is 11:00. We have exactly ten minutes.

Who is it?

Swanson.

Come on, come on. Time is running short.

Do not be too impatient, my friend.

If the blueprints were correct,

it will show exactly where the partition covers the safe.

I got it.

Chalk.

You're looking for a piece of chalk now,

why didn't you carry it with you?

Shut up, stupid.

You sure that's it?

Yes, yes, I'm sure.

11:01.

We have exactly nine minutes until the guard returns.

You got that, Brown?

We run over nine minutes, we get trapped in here,

I'll put a bullet in your head.

You may not be alive to do it, stupid.

Stop arguing.

If you need to settle something, do it when we're through here.

For heaven's sake, let's get on.

There it is.

Oh, it's a beauty.

11:04.

All right. Let's synchronize our watches.

In ten seconds, it'll be 11:04 and 30 seconds.

Now, at exactly 11:10, you throw that master switch.

I know what I'm supposed to do.

McGARRETT: What time is it, baby?

11:05.

Plastique.

Detonators.

Eleven-six.

Wire.

Huh.

Eleven-seven.

Now I need the nitro.

One one-thousand, two one-thousands,

three one-thousand,

four one-thousand, five one...

Uh, we have one minute.

Oh, that jerk, he blew it.

Flashlight.

Battery.

Come on, back up.

McGARRETT: Be careful.

Give me some light here.

All right. Duck.

Oh, boy, there it is.

One, two, three.

Shh.. Someone's coming.

Uh.

Give me. Let's go.

You have done well.

Now it is time for your payoff.

There's a stone lantern on the lanai.

If you will remove the top,

within will be what you are seeking.

If you will take it and replace it

with the 6 kilos you obtained for me,

our arrangement will then be over.

It's empty.

We've been had.

You're not going anywhere, honey.

Okay, baby.

Now it is time for your payoff.

There's a stone lantern on the lanai.

If you will remove the top...

There's a stone lantern on the lanai.

If you will remove the top,

within will be what you are seeking.

If you will take it and replace it

with the 6 kilos you obtained for me,

our arrangement will then be over.

Harry K. Brown?

Steve McGarrett, Five-0. You're under arrest.

You all right, boss?

Book her.

Kono, get an ambulance.