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Dr. Logan.

Dr. Royce, yes, just a minute.

Dr. Royce, telephone, please.

Hello, this is Dr. Royce.

John, it's Theresa.

Theresa.

You've never called here before. What's the matter?

You've got to help me.

There's a man who's trying to blackmail my uncle.

What?

I... I am so ashamed.

Well, if you don't tell me, I can't help you.

My uncle has been living in this country illegally.

He never applied for citizenship.

Oh?

I know, I know, it's stupid.

But he's my uncle, John.

The only family I have left.

All right, take it easy, darling. Just take it easy.

This man is threatening to tell the authorities,

unless he's paid $1,000.

He's coming over here.

Are you home?

Yes.

I'll be there in a few minutes.

And don't worry, we'll work something out.

Please hurry, John.

Dr. Royce, we're ready for those

sequential detection tests now.

I think you can handle this, Dr. Logan.

I have a personal matter to attend to. Excuse me.

The gun.

Shoot him. Shoot him.

Quick.

Is he dead?

Hurry. There were others, John.

Excellent performance. Excellent.

Thank you.

An auspicious beginning, indeed.

It was convincing, wasn't it?

Can I have the money now? Of course.

As a matter of fact, we have in mind a reward

that will take care of all your earthly needs

for the rest of your life.

You have performed your service well.

So well, in fact, that you deserve a bonus.

The bonus, Won See.

His finest performance.

This one rattled windows all the way to Washington.

I just got a call from the Pentagon.

Our baby?

We're gonna share the honors

with the local arm of government intelligence.

If the man who fired the shot was actually Dr. Royce.

At least two witnesses seem convinced it was Dr. Royce

they saw leaving.

We called his lab.

Dr. Royce was very upset when he left,

according to his assistant.

Who's in charge here?

Merrill Carson, over there.

How soon will you have the apartment dusted?

Maybe another two hours.

Well, I expect a full report in three.

But I'd be more comfortable if I had, uh, four or five.

Listen, get comfortable on your day off, Che.

I can't promise anything, but I'll try, Steve.

McGarrett, Five-0.

Carson.

Did Washington contact you?

Yeah.

Dr. Royce is an important man.

I got that impression.

What have we got so far?

The apartment was rented on a month-to-month basis

by a woman tentatively identified as Theresa Dietrich.

Approximately 28, medium height, attractive.

She kept to herself.

She made no friends with the neighbors.

It appears that, uh, she and Dr. Royce

were romantically, uh...

Oh, you'll get a copy of everything.

What about the victim?

Identified as Lo Quan, a small-time hoodlum

with a long record of assorted felonies.

How'd he die?

He was shot at short range by a .38 caliber revolver.

Serial number filed off, no record of registry.

I have a suspicion

you're gonna find Dr. Royce's fingerprints on the gun.

We'll need a complete profile on Dr. Royce

as soon as possible.

Profile? Yeah.

Habits, friends, associates, the kind of work he was doing.

Anything and everything to help us find him.

Well, anything and everything is a large order.

Dr. Royce's work was highly classified...

We can always get the information

from Washington, Mr. Carson.

My agency is willing to cooperate with Five-0

to the fullest extent, Mr. McGarrett.

Then we have an agreement, Mr. Carson.

What have we got, men?

It's all right. We're safe now.

Where are we?

My uncle's house. No one will find us.

I don't know what I'm doing here.

I have to go to the police.

Just for a while,

uh, to give us a little time to think clearly.

Please, John, let me help you.

In simplest terms, gentlemen,

Dr. Royce has discovered a far more sophisticated method

of locating enemy submarines

than by the somewhat limited methods of sonar and radar.

He'd even given the project a name,

a rather descriptive acronym: NOSE.

Short for Nautical Observation of Submerged Enemy.

Now, this method,

when combined with sophisticated computer circuitry,

can literally sniff through the ocean

and detect if a submarine has passed within 100 miles,

how long ago,

and in what direction it was traveling.

Say, would you like to see

a small laboratory demonstration? Please.

Anything and everything, Dr. Logan.

Now, here is a miniaturized model

of Dr. Royce's chemical detector.

And here's a purified sample of sea water

with all metallic trace elements removed.

I'll lower the sensor into the water.

And you'll be able to see

the results of its analysis on that meter.

You see? The sensor detects no metallic residuum

such as a submarine would leave in the water.

Now, then, Mr. Carson,

I see you have a ring on your finger.

Some metal substance, I presume.

Would you mind just dipping your ring finger into the tank?

All right.

Quickly in, quickly out.

All right.

Not much time for any chemical reaction

between the metal of your ring finger and the water.

But let's see what our NOSE has to say about it.

Well, Washington has good reason to be concerned

about Dr. Royce's whereabouts.

So would a few other countries.

Feel better?

What?

How do you feel? Feel better?

Yes. Thank you.

I called my uncle.

He should be home any time, now.

He'll help us, John.

There's no help now. I've killed a man.

I've ruined everything. There's nothing left.

Not even me, John?

No, no, no.

You're the most precious thing in my life, Theresa.

It's my uncle.

Look at me, Theresa,

hiding like a criminal.

That's what I am, isn't it?

Theresa, I heard the news.

Uncle, it was awful.

I know. I know. I know.

Dr. Royce, I owe you a great debt.

You owe me nothing. What I did, I did for Theresa.

I did it to protect her.

Of course.

That's why I must help you if I can.

You said you heard the news.

On the radio.

What are they saying?

That a famous and respected scientist

is being sought in connection with a murder.

Murder?

But you had to kill him.

Of course.

That's exactly what I intend to tell the police.

The police?

Theresa, may I have some tea, please?

We have much to talk about, to decide.

There, there and there.

Notice the, uh, straight line of marks

like a row of small teeth biting on metal

with tremendous pressure.

Any idea what caused it?

No, probably doesn't have a thing to do

with Dr. Royce's fingerprints on the gun,

but an interesting puzzle.

I got that report of what we found

in the girl's apartment.

There's nothing in here you didn't already know.

Found some unidentified prints.

Sent them on to Washington for identification.

You send the copy of this to Carson over at CIB?

Ha, are you kidding? He had a bird-dog

sitting on my doorstep waiting for it.

You know what that looks like to me?

It looks like somebody put the gun in a vise.

Vise?

Yeah. Plain, everyday workshop vise.

When I was a kid,

I used to make jewelry out of soft metal.

Copper, brass.

And every time I put the stuff in a vise to work on it,

it would leave marks like that.

Guess that's why I tried a new profession.

Che, when you, uh...

When you bench-test a rifle,

don't you lock it down to check accuracy?

Yes, but you don't generally bench-test a revolver.

It's a short-range weapon.

Exactly.

Maybe that's another reason somebody put this on the gun.

A vise, that's what we need.

You got one of those, uh,

what they call vise-locking pliers around here?

I think so.

Like these? Yeah.

Okay.

McGARRETT: That look familiar?

If I wanted to keep somebody's prints intact on a gun,

I wouldn't use a glove or a handkerchief

that would smear the prints.

But a pair of vise-locking pliers wouldn't.

Exactly.

Yeah.

You smell a frame-up?

McGARRETT: I see two possibilities.

Either Royce is hiding out somewhere because he wants to,

or because somebody's got him under wraps.

Which way do you buy it?

I think he's been set up.

I think the girl was bait.

It could be a long stretch.

Dr. Royce wasn't exactly known

as a bigtime playboy with the ladies.

No, but he was a lonely one.

Weekends at the laboratory, sleeping on a cot, TV dinners.

Dr. Royce was ready to be tapped and somebody knew it.

Chin, how's your French?

No good after I get past parlez-vous Français?

How about cherchez la femme?

Kono, come on in.

Kono, I want you and Chin to, uh,

set up a 24-hour surveillance on Theresa Dietrich's apartment.

It's a long shot,

but she might get careless and get back for something.

If we can get to her,

I think we can get to John Royce.

Right.

Steve?

Uh, what does cherchez la femme mean?

"Look for the woman."

Oh.

But have you considered the alternatives?

What will happen if you turn yourself in?

Won't you lose everything?

Are you suggesting that I hide out like a hunted animal?

I suggest only that discretion is the better part of valor.

You could spend the next 15 or 20 years in prison.

Not after I explain what happened.

But how can you explain without harming Theresa?

It wasn't her fault. She did it for you.

She did it to protect you.

I can see she has not told you everything.

Not that I blame her.

Theresa?

She loves you, Dr. Royce.

Don't you see her reluctance, her grief at deceiving you?

What are you getting at?

Do you know I am living in this country illegally?

If they find out, they will deport me.

For an old uncle,

it would not be too disagreeable.

I could adjust.

But for Theresa...

Young, pretty, someone who has found love.

What will happen if they find out

that she is also an illegal alien?

Theresa.

Why didn't you tell me?

I couldn't.

You couldn't?

I love you, Theresa.

Why couldn't you tell me?

When I find the right moment. I was going to... Right moment?

What kind of a right moment do you need to tell the truth?

You are upset.

Forgive me. We will not talk about it anymore.

We will talk about it now.

All right.

I have important friends, government officials.

They'll intercede for Theresa.

They'll help me.

Would your friends help a killer?

Theresa, would you get some more tea, please?

You're not concerned at all.

You're some kind of an agent, aren't you?

Let us just say that I do not have

an exaggerated sense of patriotism

for a country that would destroy one of its finest scientists.

All right. Now, what is it?

What is it that you really want from me?

I have friends in another country.

They admire you tremendously.

Your splendid work in the science of hydraulics

and chemical detection.

It is their fervent hope that an unfortunate accident

will not rob the world of your genius.

In a word, they are concerned,

and they are willing to back up their concern with help.

What could anyone do to help me now?

Give you your own laboratory

with unlimited funds to carry out your work.

A home for you and Theresa.

A lifetime of happiness.

Tomorrow night. Excellent.

Make your preparations.

The tranquilizer worked. He is sleeping.

Are you satisfied with our progress, Theresa?

What do you mean?

I seem to detect a lack of enthusiasm.

I'm doing my job.

It would be far better

if Dr. Royce were a willing defector

instead of a troublesome hostage.

We must make him feel comfortable, secure.

He's a... A strong man.

To be sure.

And I always thought that you were a strong woman.

I'll do what is required.

Then we must do our best to condition Dr. Royce.

Our very best.

I understand.

I knew you would, Theresa.

Your future may well depend upon it.

The woman.

She got away.

We made a mistake. He's Five-0.

What's the idea of denting my man's skull with a gun butt?

It was an unfortunate error.

Why wasn't I informed

that you put a stakeout on that apartment?

I answer to Washington, Mr. McGarrett, not Five-0.

If you prefer to make any formal complaints,

I suggest you do it.

There's no time for a formal complaint and you know it.

Now, I will settle for your personal assurance

that I will be informed

of your agency's actions in advance.

You have my personal assurance.

I will do everything in my power to avoid any further errors.

Just one more thing, Mr. Carson.

Just remember, this is Hawaii, the 50th state.

It is not Cuba or the Dominican Republic

or Vietnam or Laos, you dig?

How long was she gone last night?

About an hour, no more.

You should have followed her.

I had no orders.

Theresa is to be admired for her resourcefulness,

if not for her loyalty.

Put the letter back where you found it.

Make sure you are not seen.

What about her?

When we have safely removed Dr. Royce from this island,

you will have to kill her.

Theresa Dietrich.

Alias Theresa Myer, alias Betty Torrance.

Born: Manila, Philippines. Date: unknown.

Age: approximately 28.

Arrested in Hong Kong

on passport violation, 1957. Released.

Arrested in Saigon, 1962, passport violation.

Escaped by bribing prison guard.

Suspected member of an intelligence group.

Observed in Singapore, 1967,

in company of known double agent,

Professor Hans Kreuter.

One thing about Kreuter, he's loyal...

to the highest bidder.

Dr. Royce runs with a nice crowd.

Yeah.

Chin, what about that letter

the agent found last night?

I made a priority request

with the Department of Immigration and Naturalization.

They promise to give us a report.

I'll check the Teletype.

McGARRETT: Well, we're not any closer to Royce

than we were yesterday.

We got it, Steve.

Some newspapers gave us a blowup.

Hm.

Good. Good, Kono.

I don't think the government's gonna agree with you.

Why? Because Carson wants a tight clamp on news coverage?

Something like that.

Danno, I want everybody on this rock to know

what Dr. Royce looks like, and I want them to know fast.

Kono, how's the head?

It hurts only when I think about it.

I think about it a lot.

Would you like the mainland papers too?

No, no, no.

Well, what else can I say?

You are an intelligent man. It is your decision.

Either you turn yourself over to the police

and let them destroy your life,

or you give me the chance to help.

Theresa.

Don't you have some advice for Dr. Royce?

Take his help, John.

Is that all?

It's the only way.

For us?

Yes.

For us.

How long do I have to make my decision?

I must know by tonight.

Perhaps, you would care to be alone.

I've got to think it out.

Maybe a walk.

Sometimes I take a walk when the answers don't come.

Splendid idea.

Theresa.

You go with Dr. Royce.

No.

It's up to me. It has to be my decision.

As you wish.

Only, remember that if someone sees you, recognizes you,

your choice will no longer be yours.

Theresa,

I just want you to know that I care very much

about the two of us.

Are we just gonna let him walk away?

It is a calculated risk, Won See.

Dr. Royce is a fugitive from the police.

He does not wish to be caught any more than we do.

He could run away.

Oh, we must give him confidence,

reassurance that we are his friends.

If we treat him like a prisoner,

we could suffer the loss of his scientific cooperation.

And in our business, that would be costly.

But to insure our calculated risk,

you will follow him, discreetly of course.

Turn yourself over to the police,

or you give me the chance to help.

Take his help, John.

Give me the chance to help.

Unlimited funds. A lifetime of happiness.

Shoot him. Shoot him!

She loves you. THERESA: Shoot him!

Would your friends help a killer?

So far, H.P.D. has received 14 calls from citizens

who've positively verified seeing Dr. Royce everywhere

from Waimanalo to, uh, Makaha.

Any official verification?

Zero.

Yes, Jenny?

Call for you on two, boss.

Man won't give his name.

All right, I'll take it. McGarrett.

Are you in charge of Hawaii Five-0?

Yes, who is this, please?

Dr. John Royce.

Yes.

This is Williams.

Put an emergency trace on line two.

Yes, doctor.

Yes, thank you for calling. We've been concerned about you.

I wanna talk to you about what happened at the apartment.

Yes, I'd li... I'd like to talk about that. Where are you?

I don't know exactly. Uh, somewhere near...

Doctor, hello?

Hello?

You have been very foolish, Dr. Royce.

I offered you the convenience of a reasonable arrangement.

What about you, Theresa?

Isn't there something you have to say?

Well, isn't there?

No. Oh, come on!

Why don't you tell your dear uncle

just how easy it was to trick a stupid man.

To make him believe

that a woman half his age was in love with him.

Come on. Why don't you tell him how ridiculous I am?

How it must have turned your stomach to be with me.

Well, come on! Tell him!

Get the truck. It will be soon time to go.

McGARRETT: Yes, doctor.

Yes, thank you for calling. We've been concerned about you.

I wanna talk to you

about what happened at the apartment.

McGARRETT: Yes, I'd li... I'd like to talk about that. Where are you?

I don't know exactly.

Uh, somewhere near... Okay, once more.

See if we can isolate the background.

McGARRETT: Yes, doctor.

Yes, thank you for calling. We've been concerned about you.

I wanna talk to you about what happened at the apartment.

McGARRETT: Yes, I'd li... I'd like to talk about that. Where are you?

I don't know exactly.

Uh, somewhere near...

Any ideas?

It's an engine of some kind.

But not internal combustion.

One thing's for sure. He's talking in a phone booth.

I can hear the bounce.

Wait a minute.

McGARRETT: Yes, doctor.

Yes, thank you for calling. We've been concerned about you.

I wanna talk to you about what happened at the apartment.

Danno, call the city engineer's office.

What for?

That's a pile driver.

We're using pile drivers at Kailua Heights and just north

of the punchbowl for our new main sewer line.

Got another going at Makiki Heights

for street shoring.

Got a third buster going at Rocky Hill.

We've got heavy construction at three sites.

G-Four to Carson.

McGarrett just took a fast ride out of here.

Looks like something's up.

Stay with him.

This is Carson. Alert all street units.

I think Five-0's got a lead on Dr. Royce.

No need for McGarrett to have the whole show.

Right.

That's probably where he called from.

Yeah, probably.

Check the construction gang. See if anybody saw Royce.

Take that side.

Steve. Yeah?

High-powered marine shortwave.

Yeah.

Perfect contact for an offshore pickup.

Let's go.

Any luck? Yeah.

Found a worker who saw four men and a woman

leave here in a truck about, uh, 15 minutes ago.

What kind of a truck?

All he remembers is a sign on the side.

"Island Star" or something.

Okay, get out an APB right away.

They must be moving Royce to a jump-off place.

Chin, you swing over the Pali at Kaneohe.

We'll head toward Hanauma Bay.

You got it, Steve.

Central dispatch to Five-0.

Central dispatch to Five-0.

Five-0, go ahead.

APB confirmation.

Island Star bakery truck moving north along Monsarrat.

Repeat. Island Star bakery truck

moving north along Monsarrat.

Okay. this is McGarrett. Roger. I got it. Thank you.

Chin, Kono, did you hear that?

Got it, Steve.

You're closer, so tail the truck and keep at a safe distance.

Keep us alerted. Over and out.

Well, things are looking up.

They did a good job hiding that truck.

We almost went right by it.

Where are they?

Down there.

Easy. Let's go.

For your own protection, Dr. Royce,

please do not be foolish.

We will get into the boat now.

Into the boat, Dr. Royce.

Theresa?

Do as he tells you.

Freeze. You're under arrest.

Drop it.

You forgot to invite me to the party, McGarrett.

I didn't think it was necessary with the tail you put on me.

She's dead.

I saw your inquiry of the Department of Immigration

about the woman's letter.

She'd made an initial application

for an American citizenship under an assumed name.

Maybe she was in love with Dr. Royce.

It wouldn't have worked for her, of course.

Apparently, she was gonna defect from Kreuter's operation.

I don't guess it's important now.

It's important.