All language subtitles for Hawaii Five-O S04E05 Two Doves and Mr. Heron

Good afternoon, my dear ladies.

Isn't it a positively
groovy day?

Why, yes. Lovely.

Spirits of beauty,
That dost consecrate,

With thine own hues All
that thou dost shine upon

Of human thought and form.

Oh, how sweet. You write poetry.

All the time. Percy
Bysshe Shelley is the name.

No. WOMAN 2: No.

Would you be so kind, ma'am,
as to help out a young man

who appreciates
the finer things in life?

A... A diamond
ring, credit card.

A blank check would be far out.

But I'd settle for, uh,

some loose change to buy
a pineapple for my lunch.

Oh, of course. Certainly.
Give him a quarter.

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

Ooh.

Have a nice day.

Oh.

You're so cool,
I can't believe it.

Hey, you try it.

Can't. It's easy.

Can't. I don't know what to say.

And I'd stand there
like the village idiot.

You're uptight. Hang loose.

Say whatever
comes into your mind.

Turn on the teeth and the eyes.

Gloom and doom
bugs the straights.

It turns them off.

They think they'd rather
give, um, bread to a clown

than a head.

All right, now, here
comes another one.

Go. Oh, Ryan.

Go on, Cleo, he's perfect.

No, look at him. Pale
white, first time in the sun.

Cigar tilted at an
I've-got-plenty-of-bread angle.

Now, just tell him

that he reminds
you of your father.

That way he'll wanna
give you some advice

as he's shelling out.

Go on.

Good afternoon, sir.

Good afternoon.

I was wondering...
Like, I could really use...

Sorry, but I have things to do.

Bread. I need some bread.

I don't understand. You
looking for a bakery?

No. Bread is money.

I need money to eat.

So do we all.

Sorry, but I can't help you out.

You know, you
really remind me of...

my father.

Alms for the love of Allah.

Have mercy on this
poor unfortunate.

Man, you look like somebody

with a big heart.

Sorry, I'm not. No.

N-now... Now, you're
probably saying to yourself:

"This hippie freak
is demeaning himself

and society at large by
begging in the streets."

But it's a fact that
pleading for alms

is an ancient and
honorable profession

that goes back to the
biblical times, you know?

Is that a fact?

Like, it's cool to give, man.

Better than to receive.

Look, to pity distress is human,

to relieve it is godlike.

You dig?

Yeah, how about it?

Some, uh, loose change.

Some old, worn-out,
torn, rotten dollar bills.

What do you say?

Well, I don't have
any worn, torn,

dirty dollar bills, but...

how would a 5 do you?

Oh, wow, thank you.

That's beautiful.

You know, I've got a lot
more where that came from.

Lots more.

Yeah, well, th... This is fine.
Thank you very much, sir.

Where you going?
I... I've gotta split.

Well, why don't you just
talk to me for a minute?

Hey, knock it off. I'm
not gonna hurt you.

Just... Just cool it.
I'm not gonna hurt you.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

Just let go of me! Shh-shh-shh.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

Quiet, quiet. Would
you please let go of me?

Hey, leave him alone.

Let go.

Steve, Danny's on long distance.

I'll send him in as
soon as he's done.

Okay.

Yes, Mrs. Michaels,

I got it in the
mail this morning.

We'll do everything we can.

I'll call you again as
soon as anything turns up.

Oh, one thing.

How, uh, recent
is this photograph?

Good. You'll hear
from me, and...

please, try not to worry.

Not at all. Goodbye.

Danny? Chief wants to see you.

Photomicrograph on
that safe insulation.

Good. Good, Che. When
you get back to the lab,

be sure you check
the suspect's clothes

for traces of Diatomaceae.

What about the FBI kickback
on Sweeny? Did you get it?

Not yet. But we know he was

at the Payton house before 6.

- How about Sgt.
- Komura?

Any evidence of
arson in that wharf fire?

He's going over it now, Steve.

He's gonna take some
ashes down to the lab.

Good.

Danno, on the, uh, Lorry case,

be sure you check
our own index system

against all pawnbroker
pledges, purchases.

We don't wanna miss
the obvious. Right.

Uh, Steve, there's
a personal matter

I'd like to devote
a little time to.

Sure. What is it?

Anything I can do?

A runaway girl.

Daughter of my old rooming
house landlady in Berkeley.

Mrs. Michaels was
awfully good to me,

and I'd like to do this for her.

Any evidence the
girl's in the islands?

Cleo sent a postcard
from here a few weeks ago.

Maybe if she knows you're here,

she'll look you up.

I don't think so.

She's been, uh, missing
for two months now.

Go, Danno. Go.

Anything I can do, let me know.

Right.

My wallet... N...
M-my wallet. Nurse.

My wallet isn't here.

Those were all the things

that were found in your clothes.

I'm from, uh, Five-0.

State police.

I'd like to ask you

a few questions
about what happened.

I d... I don't remember.

Your name, sir?

Heron. Ed Heron.

Did you see who it
was, uh, Mr. Heron?

The person who hit you?

No, it all happened so fast.

I told the... Honolulu
Police everything.

Tell me.

Uh, why the state police?

It was just a
mugging, that's all.

Well, we've had a
bunch of muggings lately.

Six in the last month.

Gives a bad image with

the tourist trade, you know.

Now, maybe if
you think about it...

you might come with up
with something that could help.

No, I d... I...

I'm sorry, I can't help you.
It's... It's all I remember.

Don't you wanna
get your wallet back?

No, there was no money
in it. There was nothing in it.

Well, how about
identification papers,

driver's license, credit cards?

No, all my credit cards
and my identification were...

Is in my briefcase
in my hotel room.

Look, can't we
just forget about it?

I don't wanna press charges.

I just wanna drop it. I
just wanna forget about it.

I...

I'm sorry, I just... I
just don't feel well.

I'm sorry.

All right, Mr. Heron.

You might feel differently
after you think about it a while.

Yes, yes. Yes.

No, Mr. Harris, we haven't
heard about your boy yet.

It's only been three weeks.

Yes, sir, I realize it seems
like a long time to you, sir,

but we've got hundreds
of kids to look for.

Mr. Harris, please understand,

we've got eight islands
to be spread out over.

Kid can vanish into a
coconut tree anywhere.

Yes, I'll call if anything
happens. North Dakota.

Sergeant, you're due
in juvenile court at 12:30.

I'll be there.

And here: better add these
kids to the mimeo fliers.

Hi.

Dave. Uh, with this one,

a little more than
routine, huh? A little extra.

You got a nerve.

Michaels, Cleo, 17, Berkeley.

Her mother is like family to me.

She's worried sick.

Dave, please?

All right. What
have you got so far?

Uh, nothing at H.P.D. Uh...

No accidents, no arrests,
nothing in motor vehicles,

libraries, public
utilities. Nothing.

Uh, that is, under her own name.

And what was this little extra
something you had in mind?

Well, I thought
maybe you could, uh...

run off a couple of
hundred of these.

Uh... Uh, put 'em in squad cars.

You never know,
we might get lucky.

Could pick her up in the jungle.

Oh, all right.

But you're gonna
owe me one big one.

You got it.

I talked to Mr. Heron, the
man in the hospital, Steve.

He won't press charges. Why not?

Well, he acted kind
of funny about it.

His wallet was taken,

but he says there
wasn't anything in it.

Just wanted to
drop the whole thing.

You mean he gets mugged,
he ends up in the hospital,

and he wants to drop it?

Yeah. I don't buy it.

Maybe like he just doesn't
want the police involved.

McGarrett.

I see.

Yes, I'm very glad you
called. Do me a favor, will you?

See that no one touches
anything in that room

until I have a chance to
get our lab boys over there.

Yeah. Thank you.

Well, you may be right about
that man in the hospital, Chin.

He left right after you did.

Took off without being released

or paying his bill.

If you've got a gut
instinct about this,

take Che over there, dust
that man's room for prints,

see what you can come up with.

Okay.

Do you feel anything?

About what?

About what you did.

What I did? What did I do?

Ryan, you hit that man.
You might have hurt him.

It's just a little
bump on the head.

He deserved it,
the closet queen.

And you stole his wallet.

Now... Come on, Cleo.

We're out there
begging for bread,

and you get paranoid
over lifting the guy's wallet?

Yeah. Look,
begging is one thing,

but stealing, I mean,
that's something else.

Not according to Buddha.

If a man speaks or
acts with pure thought,

happiness follows
him like a shadow

and never leaves him.

Nah, that creep just paid
for inflicting himself on me.

You're not satisfied
with just taking his wallet,

you've gotta take
everything you can get.

Cleo, my love.

You simply must get over
these middle-class hang-ups.

There probably isn't
anything in the locker anyway.

Well, why would he keep his key

in his wallet if there wasn't?

I am bigger than anything
that can happen to me.

All these things like sorrow,

misfortune, suffering,

are outside my door... Ryan!

I am in the house... Ryan! Ryan.

And I have the key.

Shh.

He's probably a salesman.

And there's probably

something in his locker useful,

like baby bottles.

Or brassieres.

Oh. Huh?

Flight Number 101

arriving now from
Chicago, Gate 4.

Got his thumb.

Nice and clean.

Good.

Check around. See what
else you can come up with.

What do you think?

Man on the run?

We'll find out.

Hi.

Oh.

Praise be to Allah!

Glory be to Allah! Ha-ha!

Wow!

Allah has been merciful!

Allah. Allah!

Allah.

McGARRETT: Tell the chief we
still need more H.P.D. men on that.

Here it is, Steve. From
San Francisco Bunco.

McGARRETT: Ernest Hampton.

That's not the same
man I saw in the hospital.

At least, it doesn't
look like him.

Do the prints check out?

Yeah.

Then it's gotta be the same cat.

"Wanted for embezzlement,

"employee insurance fund,

chain grocery firm, $250,000."

That's a lot of fish
and poi, bruddah.

Get an artist to go
over this with you.

See if you can
come up with the face

of the man you
saw in the hospital,

then distribute it to hotels,

shops, cabbies,
all down the line.

We're looking for

a quarter of a million
in cash, gentlemen.

Let's go.

Will you stop that
and talk to me?

Crazy little lavender man

must have stolen all this bread.

Wild. So wild.

What are you gonna do with it?

Do?

Do? Baby, use your
sweet little old imagination.

You want Shangri-la?

I give you Shangri-la.

You want nirvana?
I give you nirvana.

Can't keep it, Ryan.

Why not? If he stole it,

he isn't gonna run to the fuzz.

All he can do is hunt
around the islands for us,

but we won't be here.

We will be in Pakistan

or Morocco or Kathmandu.

Ryan, it just isn't right.

What would you do,
give it back to him?

Look, this is
stolen bread, Cleo.

Probably from some corporation

that made it
bleeding the public.

The insurance will cover
it. Nobody's gonna get hurt.

It's just rationalizing.
It's a principle.

Oh, come on, Cleo. No
middle-class morality.

Not now.

Baby... Hey.

Now, look... I dig
you and you dig me.

And that's how it
is. That's all it is.

Don't you see what bread
like this can do for us?

We can taste some of
that sweet life for a change.

You said material
things didn't matter.

You said all you
needed in life was food,

a roof over your head...

heh, and me to love.

That's right. That's
all I need to be happy.

But that doesn't mean

that there aren't other
things out there to appreciate.

Uh... It's one thing
to break your hump,

slaving to be a consumer in this

plastic establishment.

But it's something else to
have the whole world yours,

just for the taking.

Come on, baby.

Let us split.

No.

Ryan.

I can't.

Cleo.

Do you love me... or don't you?

You know I...

Hello, Danny.

Hello, Father.

Hey, I told you once before,

the archbishop finds
you without your collar,

he'll take your beads away.

Haven't you heard? We're
pushing the Now Church.

Say... have you seen this girl?

No. But I can ask around.

I'd appreciate it.

Her parents would sure
like to know where she is.

Well... don't get your
hopes up too high.

There are quite a few out there
seeking shortcuts to nirvana.

Most of them, however,

find out that they're
only hopelessly lost.

Where is he?

Where is he? Come on, wake up.

Wake up. I want
my money! Wake up!

Come on, wake up.
I want my money.

Wake up. Where is he?

Where's your boyfriend?

Where is he?! I want my money.

Wake up!

Come on, wake up!

I want my money.

Oh.

Oh.

We just can't seem
to raise the guy, Steve.

You, uh, checked
the Passport Division?

Sure did.

This may be the
last American town

to get a passport,

but he didn't get one here.

Well, there are other
ways of getting one.

Check every hot forger you can
drag out from under the rocks.

Well, if he's managed
to get an illegal passport,

he may be trying to buy

the same kind of
transportation to the Orient.

Well, then, we'll check
every available means

of leaving the islands.

Yo.

Danno.

Where are you?

Still in Missing Persons?

Yeah.

That girl that died in the fire

fits the description exactly.

Coroner was gonna get back
to me as soon as he got the ID.

Well... call.

Danny. You again?

I told you, this is
gonna take a little time.

I know, Doc, but she might
be the girl I'm looking for.

Look, it's important to me.

If she's the girl that burned
to death, I wanna know.

Well, if you keep interrupting,

I won't get any lunch

and you won't get
any information.

Now, I'm due at
Missing Persons at 1:00.

Meet me there.

I'll be there.

I wonder if you could help
me. I'm looking for someone.

Who isn't?

A young man.

Beautiful.

We... I... I would
like to talk to him.

It's about his
mother. She's, uh...

She's sick. She's very sick.

That's too bad.

God couldn't be everywhere,
so he made mothers.

Right?

Well, maybe if I give
you a description of him,

it would help. He...

He wears a black
top hat and he has a...

It's kind of l... A
costume, a... A jacket.

That's tough. Isn't there
anything unusual about him?

He... frequents a
candle shop, I believe.

Sorry, Dad, don't
think I can help you.

Now, if you're interested

in some licorice-flavored
cigarette papers

for rolling your own?

No, thank you.

We've gone over the
x-rays, dental charts,

and believe it or not,
burned as she was,

we managed to come up
with some pretty good prints.

That's done by inking
the fingers with a roller...

Then putting a piece of paper
on a spoon-shaped piece of wood.

Doc, is she Cleo Michaels?

Negative. Nothing we have

matches the Michaels girl.

From the expression
on your face,

I'd say the doc told
you it wasn't your girl.

Whoever she is, she didn't die

from the fire either.

There were 0.2 grams of heroin

in her bloodstream.

OD.

Well, I'd better get back.

Better take this.
Give it to Steve.

What is it?

Description of a man seen
leaving the candle shop

just before it burned down.

Might fit that embezzler
he's looking for.

Thanks, Dave.

Sergeant. Steve.

What have you got?

Kids were making candles.

Easy way to start a fire.

Anything on the
man seen leaving?

Well, he was
looking for somebody.

Some kids report he was looking
for a guy with an old top hat.

He asked about him and a
girl with, uh, long brown hair.

Any names?

No, he didn't mention any.

But the kids said the
guy with the hat lived here,

and his name was, uh, Ryan.

And his girl was named Cleo.

Cleo? Yeah.

And her description fit the girl

you've been looking for, Danny.

Right down to the
moles on her cheek.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Let's step it off once.

Heron comes to Hawaii
with his embezzled money,

maybe on the way to the Orient.

Maybe he wants to
hustle a passport here.

He gets mugged on the street...

doesn't wanna talk about
his stolen wallet to anybody.

He bails out of the
hospital... in a hurry.

Then... he starts looking.

For Cleo.

And a boy.

Must be they have
something that he wants,

and, uh, we know
what that could be.

Yeah.

Some wallet. Two hundred
and fifty grand in his back pocket.

Maybe more than his
wallet was taken. Look at this.

Found it in the
ashes of the fire.

Didn't seem to fit
with the surroundings.

Attaché case. That's big
enough to hold a lot of cash.

Think the money was burnt up?

That's the jackpot question.

Have Che go over this.

See what he can
tell from the ashes.

Okay.

Danno...

cover the jungle area for
Heron and the two kids.

- Double the manpower.
- Danny?

Some priest named Father K's

been trying to get ahold of you.

Says he knows
where Cleo Michaels is.

Go.

There's a girl back here
who recognized that photo.

She knows Cleo?

She'll talk... for bread.

Hi.

Hi.

Ah.

Information first, money later.

Where is she?

She's leaving Hawaii.
Probably tonight.

How do you know?

She told me.

Said her boyfriend's taking
her to Hong Kong or someplace.

That Brenda and I
can use his shack.

Who's Brenda?

Just a chick who makes candles.

She makes candles at the shack?

When she isn't spaced out.

Maybe she's spaced out for good.

Shack burned down last night.

A girl was found inside.

Cleo's boyfriend...
his name is Ryan?

Tall, brown-haired,
wears on old top hat?

Yes.

Where do you think
we could find them now?

Probably catch
'em at the airport.

It's the same thing
I told the other guy.

What other guy?

Some guy was looking for Ryan.

You know, he said
his mother was sick

and wanted to find him.

That the guy?

Yeah.

Your, uh, girlfriend, Brenda...

she didn't die in the fire.

She died of an overdose of junk.

Flight 67 from Los
Angeles International

now arriving at Gate 14.

I can't do it.

Paranoia again?

It's wrong, Ryan.
It's just wrong.

It isn't. It's freedom.

We'll be running for
the rest of our lives.

Freedom? That's
the worst kind slavery.

Cleo, that's a cop-out.
You're just scared.

Yes! I'm scared.

I'm scared of living the
rest of my life with guilt.

And I'm scared of thinking

they're gonna come
and get us any day.

You said you loved me.

I do.

I thought I did.

I don't know.

I'm so mixed-up.

Look, Cleo...
you've gotta trust me.

What we're doing isn't wrong.

They won't catch us.

Not ever. Not where we're going.

It's gonna be such
a heavy scene.

Hong Kong. Then India.

Another world, people, places.

Believe me, it's going
to be out of sight...

in more ways than one.

Now, look, I've got to get us

some chow to share
on the plane, so...

you cool it.

Don't move, I'll be right back.

Ryan...

Baby.

Trust me, will you?

Flight information desk
paging Mr. Ryan Moore.

Paging Mr. Ryan Moore.

This is Mr. Ryan Moore
answering the page.

I have your girlfriend.

You have my money.

Ryan, don't...

Did you hear that?

Yeah.

There's an abandoned
airport building

on the other side of
the Diamond Head,

on the field.

There's a chain-link
fence with an open gate.

You go through there,
go directly ahead,

and you'll see Loading
Door Number 1.

I'll be there waiting.

Do you have that?

Yeah.

Now, you be there in 20 minutes,

with the money,
or your girlfriend...

she'll be dead.

Flight 619 to Hong Kong
now boarding at Gate 30.

Flight 619 to Hong Kong
now boarding at Gate 30.

Flight 103 for Hong Kong
now boarding at Gate 7.

Hey, what's happening?

You putting me on?

Hey, what's going on?

Where's Cleo? Where is she?

I don't know what
you're talking about, man.

I wanna know where
that girl is, Moore.

And I wanna know now.

What girl? What's
this all about?

Quit stalling.

We know all about you and
Cleo. Now, where is she?

I'm telling you,

I don't know what
you're talking about.

You dig, baby? I don't know.

You got any money
in that bag, baby,

you're hung for
20 years, you dig?

Now, where's the girl?

All right, all right.
What's the use?

He's got her. McGARRETT:
Who's got her?

The creep. The
guy with the money.

He had me paged
about... five minutes ago,

said he had Cleo,

and wanted to trade
her for the money.

How?

He said to bring it to
some old airport building

on the other side of the field.

What building?

He told me... to go
through an open gate

and a chain-link
fence and, uh...

it's the building
directly across,

marked... Loading Door Number 1.

Chin, contact the chief
of airport maintenance.

Tell him I want a layout
of that whole area.

Okay. Ben. All right.

Is that it?

He said... that if I didn't come

in, um... 20 minutes,
she'd be dead.

So you summed up
your courage and said:

"I'm gonna split. Let
him kill her," huh?

Wise up, man. You
think for one minute

that creep would keep
his part of the deal?

Why do you think he wanted me

out there alone with him?

He wouldn't let either one of
us go so we could fink on him.

He'd kill both of us.

Maybe he won't come.

Maybe he ran away
with the money.

No. He wouldn't
do that. He'll come.

Where is he?

Watch your head,
there's some wires.

What is all this?
What is all this?

Oh, my God, I forgot. What
do you mean, you forgot?

Couple of years ago, we
started to demolish this section.

We were gonna clear
it for another runway,

but then the plan was dropped.

How do we get through?

No way. There's
20, 30 feet of this.

There has to be a way.
Go all the way back,

then the other
side of the building.

It's a long hike.

Let's go.

Get in here.

Come on, get in here.

Back. Go on back.

Now get next to him.

Come on, dump it out.

Hurry up!

Get back.

Back.

I did what you wanted.

You got your money.

And now you want me
to let you go, is that it?

That was the deal.

The deal.

In your head, it's
so simple, isn't it?

Was it part of the deal

to crack my skull open?

And why?

I just wanted to be nice to you.

And then you stole my money.

Do you know what I
went through to get this?

Two years of planning.

Fourteen years of work.

Do you understand the meaning

of the word "work"?!

Skimming the insurance fund...

frightened every day
that they'll catch me.

Detesting my job and
living with a woman who...

Who hated me.

Fourteen years.

And you want me to
throw it away to let you go?

Don't move.

Please, don't move.

I'm gonna kill you.

Both of you.

No. Please.

I...

I've never killed
anything before.

But I've got to do it.

I've... I've... I've got
to, don't you see?

There's... There's
too much at stake.

No loose ends, no loose ends.

It's clean.

Because if they catch me...

they'll put me in prison
for the rest of my life.

The rest of my life.

Don't shoot it!

No. Stop it!

Kono, cover him left.

Heron, freeze!

Ambulance?

Yeah. Yeah, Chin.

This lucky man
will get to stand trial.

Chin, check it out.
See if it's all there.

Ben... stay with him.

Danny.

We've been
looking for you, Cleo.

How did you know?

Well, we put some
pieces together.

Found Ryan here
getting on the airplane.

Getting on the plane?

Cleo, listen, I can explain.

That man was right.

He didn't think you'd come.

Listen, baby, will you?

They forced you to come for me.

You were gonna leave.

I should have known.

I should have known just how
much you wanted that money.

Your parents are
very worried about you.

They've called me several times.

You can tell them
I'm all right, Danny.

How about going home
and telling 'em yourself?

No.

Not yet.

Not until I... I find
what I'm looking for.

What's that, Cleo?

I'm not sure.

I thought I'd found it.

I... I didn't really.

Maybe I'll know when I do, huh?

Am I free to go?

Well, we could hold
you as an accessory,

but we're not going to.

He told us you didn't
want the money.

Said you had nothing
to do with keeping it.

Thanks, Ryan.

At least for that.

Thanks for looking
for me, Danny.

For saving my life.

It's not much of
a life yet, is it?

Maybe it will be.

Like a wise man... once said:

If you speak... and
act with pure thought...

happiness follows you...

like a shadow.