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Ah, that's the one. Thank you.

Couldn't get a scope sight that cheap.

Not even in Hong Kong.

Now, that's nice. The best.

You have 500 rounds there?

Half price, two for one.

It's like you bought the gun,

got the scope and the bullets for free.

Would you mind?

What's this?

Some federal forms for guns.

Some new red tape. Won't hold up purchase.

Okay.

I guess you need some identification, huh?

You're over 21?

Uh-huh. No identification.

Okay. Can I borrow your pen?

Sure.

Okay, there you go.

Is this cash or charge, Mr. Patton?

What have we got, Duke?

Sniper. Haven't had time to do anything about him.

Two of our boys are down. Gotta get 'em first.

Get 'em out now.

Danno, better get a chopper in here.

We're gonna need some eyes.

Use all the cover you can. If he opens up on you, freeze.

We'll lay down covering fire

and try to pin him down so you can move again.

Cover them.

Chopper's on its way, Steve. I told him to pick me up here.

Good.

How do you feel, Tommy?

We didn't even see the guy, Steve.

Take it easy, never mind.

Okay, go.

Ryder was dead before he hit the ground.

Okay, Danno.

Duke, I want every available man out here.

Has anyone tried to talk him down yet?

Not yet. Get me a bullhorn.

You, on top of the hill.

This is McGarrett, Hawaii Five-0.

McGARRETT: We know you can hear us.

Come on down.

Leave your weapon where it is

and come down with your hands raised.

No one will shoot at you if you come out with your hands raised.

What is it you want? Holler, we can hear you.

Duke, I figure that rifle

has an effective range of at least 500 yards.

I don't want any man close enough

to take one if he opens up.

Right. And, Duke, contact Army Engineers.

I need blueprints.

Any specs they have of those bunkers, get 'em for me.

Got it.

Diamond Head. Can you imagine?

He couldn't have picked a better place to hole up in

if he'd combed the whole island.

Danno, take a ride up there and see if you can spot him,

but be sure to stay well out of range of that rifle.

There's a car parked below you, Steve,

near the beach.

A 1960 Ford, four-door sedan.

Appears to be abandoned. Nobody near it.

All right, get the license-plate number.

It's a Hawaiian plate.

The number is 1-B-1113.

Repeat: 1-Baker-1113.

Yeah, I got it, Danno.

Start your search of the area

and see if you can, uh, find a way

that we can approach him from behind.

Do you read me?

Okay, Steve.

Check the area up on top

to see that there are no campers or, uh, hikers.

All we need is a Cub Scout troop moving around up there.

Okay?

Okay, Steve.

Central Dispatch, this is McGarrett.

Central Dispatch standing by for McGarrett.

Emergency. Owner's registration:

1960 white Ford, four-door sedan.

Plate number:

1-Baker-1113, Hawaiian.

Emergency.

A 1960 white four-door sedan, a Ford.

The license number: 1-Baker-1113.

Yeah, okay. Thank you, 10-4.

Danno, make sure you stay well out of range of that rifle.

Don't worry.

I'm getting a good view of the top of the hill now.

I think I can see him.

I know he can see me.

Is there a blind side we can work our way up to him?

I don't think so, Steve.

The roof juts out quite a way,

but I think he has a good view.

We'll circle and have a look.

Okay, Danno.

Central Dispatch.

Standing by, McGarrett.

Patch me through to Five-0 office, please.

Stand by.

Steve?

Chin?

I just gave H.P.D. a license number to check out.

Run it down.

Now, we're not sure

if the car belongs to the sniper or not.

But, uh, stay on top of it, will you,

and get back to me as soon as you can?

Is Kono there?

Right here.

Yo.

Kono, I'm gonna need a command post

with, uh, good communications.

Make sure that van gets rolling in a hurry.

Right.

Yeah?

Chin, call the hospital

and see how Tommy Ewa is doing.

Also, I'm going to need a, uh, topographical map

of this whole area.

Make sure Kono brings one along.

We'll get on it.

Good, I want that van rolling in 30 seconds.

Okay, boss.

Identification Section.

Yeah, this is Chin Ho Kelly speaking.

I'll get on it, Chin.

What are you doing here, Paul? You're on vacation.

I was at the hospital to see Fred's wife

when they brought Tommy and Ryder in.

I figured you'd need a volunteer to go up and get that psycho.

Paul, now, look, I know how you feel,

but we're not lining up so he can cut us down.

Just give me a little cover.

Paul, listen to me.

Now, we need all the help we can get,

but nobody is gonna rush up that hill

until we find out there's no other way of doing it.

Now, if you can hold your cool, fine. Duke has a job for you.

If not, get back in your car and stay outta my way.

Steve, this is Chin Ho. Over.

Yeah, McGarrett. Go ahead, Chin.

Here's the computer feed-out

on the car registered to William T. Shiner.

No record under that name.

He applied for a commercial driver's license

and we have a thumbprint.

We're running a make on it.

Well, get over to Shiner's place

and see what you can come up with.

I'm already on my way.

Kono should get there with the van

in the next couple of minutes.

He got hung up in the traffic.

Cars are backed up all the way to Ala Moana.

Well, any report on Tommy Ewa's condition?

He's in a coma, Steve. That's all the doc would say.

All right. Let me know what you find out about Ewa.

Will do, Steve.

What'd you see from up there, Danno?

There's no route of approach the sniper can't cover.

And no matter how we lay out that encirclement,

there aren't enough guys in H.P.D.

to draw the net tight once it gets dark.

Which means we gotta get him out of there by sundown.

Three hours.

Or maybe less.

There was a Medal of Honor winner on television

a couple of months ago.

He held a hill just like that all by himself

for 15 to 16 hours.

Reports credit him with 41 dead and 60 some-odd wounded.

And the guy said he was a lousy shot.

Our sniper is a marksman. You imagine what he can do?

Get set up over there, Kono, quickly.

Steve, what do you wanna do

about those reporters down at the barricade?

Leave 'em there.

H.P.D. Chopper 1, come in.

I'm Chin Ho Kelly, Hawaii Five-0.

Does a man by the name of William T. Shiner

live in this building?

Sure. Something happen to him?

Is he home?

He went out this morning.

He could have been back, though.

Live in apartment 1-C, right over there.

Do you have a passkey?

Yes, I have.

Well, let's find out and see if he's home.

This is a search warrant to examine the apartment.

Open up.

Mr. Shiner?

Will you come in with me?

Sure.

I've been curious about this apartment.

Never been in here ever since I rented it to him.

Nobody ever comes in, in here. Except Billy, I mean.

Keeps to himself...

He doesn't even have a TV.

How long has he lived here?

Oh, five months, six months.

He's a real nice guy, you know.

Quiet, and always say hello, and...

Ever seen this woman?

No, I haven't seen her before.

He pays his rent on time, you know. Real nice guy.

What are you looking for?

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What do you know that I don't, Danno?

I just talked to Chin. He searched Shiner's apartment.

Found a collection of marksmanship trophies

and a drawer full of loaded weapons.

That figures. What else?

A photograph of a woman. No date, taken in Philadelphia.

From the hairstyle and clothing, Chin figures around 1945.

Five-0 command center,

this is Central Dispatch.

This is Five-0 command center.

We have a positive identification on the thumbprint

from William T. Shiner's application

for a commercial driver's license.

Shiner has been identified William T. Shem, Jr.,

with one prior arrest.

What was the charge?

Sniping. He was remanded to Hawaii State Hospital

for psychiatric treatment, released four months later.

Beautiful, beautiful.

How long has he been on the street?

Six months.

Pull the package on Shem

and get it over to the state hospital right away.

Emergency priority.

10-4.

Danno, call the chopper in.

Get over to the state hospital.

See if you can find the doctor who treated Shem.

Bring him back here.

Kono, take over the van from Danno.

Right.

I got it. Relay that to Chin Ho

and tell him not to move on it until he checks with me.

Will do, 10-4.

Steve.

Yeah, what have you got, Kono?

H.P.D. just came up with an address on the wife.

Mrs. William T. Shem, Pearl City.

I had it relayed to Chin Ho. All right, get Chin out there

and tell him to bring her here right away.

H.P.D. also has that picture Chin found

in the guy's apartment.

Danny had them ship it out to the hospital

along with Shem's file.

Good, good. See if you can find out how Tommy Ewa is.

We tried for 20-yard intervals

where the terrain is rough and the brush is thick.

Yeah, but there's still no way to make the ring tight enough

to cut off the possibility

that he could slip through after dark.

Not without moving our circle higher up the hill.

Army engineers came through.

Specs on the bunker.

Tunnel, ammunition storage,

dead ends in the heart of the mountain.

Four feet of reinforced concrete on every side.

He sure picked the perfect spot.

Dr. Fernando, this is Steve McGarrett.

Doctor, I'm sure Danny filled you in.

He did.

What can you tell me about William T. Shem?

This is the third sniping incident for him.

The first was in Vietnam.

He took a jeep out one night,

drove to the edge of the river with a carbine

and shot about 30 rounds of ammunition into a gunboat.

How many victims?

None.

Shem knew there was no one aboard.

He was hospitalized for observation

and given a medical discharge as an unstable personality.

One of the examining psychiatrists

thought Shem was faking the condition

in order to get out of the Army.

And what about the second incident?

Less than a year ago,

he drove up to the university

late on a Sunday afternoon

and shot out a dozen windows of the women's dorm.

It was between semesters. No one was hit.

Doctor, what are the chances of you

talking that man down off that hill?

Not good.

All right, Duke.

Where did you place your best marksmen?

Here, here and here.

My gun is jammed.

Paul, stay put!

I'll get back when he stops to reload.

I want him in his car and out of here.

He's not grandstanding...

Out of here! That's an order.

That punk ain't nothing.

Anybody can hit a kanaka my size.

You're not gonna chew me out for...

For going up there, are you, Steve?

I'm gonna leave that to Duke, Paul.

He can't do nothing.

I'm... I'm on vacation.

Yeah.

Looks like you're having a great time.

You know, I can't think of one good reason

that I don't hate your guts

for letting that sniper out of a hospital

to kill one good cop and gun down two more.

Not when he served notice twice before.

Neither can I. Not a good reason.

Then what the hell is he doing walking around the streets?

McGarrett, there are not enough beds.

That's not a good reason, but it is a reason.

You mean to tell me

that he's the least disturbed patient you had?

And you let him go to make room for people who were worse?

We don't have the time or the staff

to decide which patient is worse.

All we can do is to help them,

to work with them, to try to calm them.

To help them find a way of coping with society

and life outside the hospital.

And then when they appear stable enough,

we have to send them home

and make room for more disturbed people.

You mean, here's a tranquilizer, here's your hat.

Is that what you're talking about?

We play the cards we're dealt and do the best we can.

Then what have we got on top of that hill, doctor?

A sniper.

A man that's got a passion so terrific to him

that shooting and killing strangers

is easier to live with.

Usually it's a guilt over an incestuous drive

toward a mother, sometimes a sister.

That's the psychodynamics of it.

Yeah, but what's the reality of it, doctor?

What's the reality of it? How...? How...? How disturbed is he?

How many more does he have to kill, before he quits?

He won't stop.

Whatever was disturbing him has boiled over.

He's not thinking. He can't.

He's not concerned with the consequences of his act.

All he wants is out.

Why didn't he commit suicide?

That's exactly what he's doing.

You mean that there's no way,

no way you can talk him down?

Well, we might get lucky and hit the right button.

It's a long shot, but worth a try.

Let's go.

Bill Shem, Dr. Fernando wants to talk with you.

Bill, this is Dr. Fernando.

Whatever is hanging you up can be fixed.

We wanna help you.

You're safe.

Everything will be okay

if you just leave the gun there and come down.

Bill, can you hear me?

You know me. I never conned you.

I never put you down.

You got trouble. I wanna help you, Bill.

You know there's help. All you have to do is take it.

Just take it, Bill.

Now leave the gun there and come down and we'll talk.

This is Mrs. Shem, Steve.

Thank you for coming, Mrs. Shem. We need your help.

You remember me, Mrs. Shem?

I'm Dr. Fernando. I was Bill's doctor.

We had a talk one afternoon.

Where is he?

In the bunker on top of that hill.

And we need your help to get him down.

I won't. You'll kill him.

I won't. No. We don't want Bill hurt,

and he won't be hurt if he comes down off that hilltop.

I can't help you. Now, please,

all we want you to do is talk to him over a loudspeaker.

Get him to talk with us.

Tell him that nobody's gonna shoot at him

if he comes down.

He don't wanna hear anything I say.

He'd get mad or something if he... If he knew I was here.

He would.

Mr. McGarrett might understand better

if you tell him what you told me that afternoon at the hospital.

No.

It'll help Bill, Mrs. Shem.

How long have you and Bill been married?

Thirteen months, but...

Thirteen months.

Where did you meet him, Mrs. Shem?

Where'd you meet your husband?

I work in a restaurant.

I met him there in Pearl City.

See, he came to the restaurant.

He's...

He's a nice man.

Talks soft.

Says thank you.

We... We went to, uh...

O-on the plane to Maui f-for our honeymoon.

When we got to the hotel, Bill...

Bill went to get some cigarettes and to make a call.

I went to the room.

Bill never came.

I know you'll help us if you could, and maybe you can.

Do you remember who it was he...?

He called when he called on Maui?

His mother.

McGARRETT: Mother live on Maui? I don't know.

All he said was, uh:

"Honey, you go, and...

"you go to the room and wait for me.

I'm gonna call my mama and get some cigarettes."

That's what he said. Nothing else.

We'll get somebody to take you home, Mrs. Shem.

Oh, no. No, please. Let... Let me stay here. I have to.

He's my husband, I have to stay here.

All right. Doc, will you, uh, take care of her, please?

Kono, contact Maui Police.

Maui communications center, this is Five-0, over.

This is Maui P.D., over.

Maui, this is McGarrett.

We're trying to locate a Mrs. William T. Shem,

S-H-E-M, believed to live on Maui.

We have an emergency situation here. First-priority request.

We read you, Five-0. Stand by, your request is being handled.

Okay, fill them in.

If they find her,

I want her on a plane in the air as soon as possible.

Danno, you better have Duke unpack the bulletproof gear.

And the small cans of tear gas.

Danno, you better line up some volunteers for a rush.

I'm gonna hop into the chopper and see

if there isn't a better side to go up than this one.

He's gonna slaughter anybody crossing that open ground.

Hello, helicopter?

Go, Kono.

Maui Police found that lady.

She said she got a son named William,

but he ain't the same one.

And she won't come. No way.

Call the attorney general, have her subpoenaed.

Get verbal permission to move.

No time for paperwork.

Tell him I'll accept full responsibility.

Right, boss.

And tell Maui I want that woman on a plane now.

Will do. Anything else?

Yeah, find out how Tommy Ewa and Paul are.

I already did, boss. Tommy's okay.

Big Paul died on the way to the hospital.

Mr. McGarrett, you had no business bringing me here.

Now,

this maniac could not possibly be my son.

You have a son named William Thomas Shem.

Yes, but he is not this idiot...

McGARRETT: He was hospitalized here on Oahu about a year ago

after a sniping incident.

He lives on Oahu,

but he's never been in the hospital.

Oh, not since he was 7 years old.

Mrs. Shem, that sniper on top of the hill

was hospitalized here some time between February and May.

Did you see your son during that time?

He seldom comes to Maui,

and I never come to this pesthole.

Did you speak to him or get any mail from him during that time?

Oh, my son writes me twice a week. Every week.

Were any of the letters from the state hospital?

He's not a lunatic.

My son would never do anything like this.

Is this your picture, Mrs. Shem?

You know it is. Where did you get it?

In that sniper's apartment.

Are you Bill's mama?

Who's this tramp?

I'm not a tramp!

This lady is your son's wife.

I wasn't never, honest.

I'm a good girl.

Do I have to put up with that also?

McGARRETT: Look, whether you like it or not,

the man up on top of that hill is your son.

Now, unless you talk to him and get him down,

we're gonna have to go up after him.

He's already killed two police officers,

and he's seriously wounded another.

Now, if he doesn't give himself up,

there's gonna be more bloodshed.

And when it's all over,

the probability is that he'll be dead.

Is that what you want?

Oh, that's not my son up there.

That is your son.

And what I want you to do

is try to make some contact with him

and get him to come down

before he turns that hill into a slaughterhouse.

That is not my son.

He is not a maniac who goes around shooting at people

for no reason.

He's sick and he's dangerous, Mrs. Shem.

Now, are you gonna help him?

I repeat, that maniac is not my son.

Down about 200 yards west of the bunker there's a rise.

You can get a good shot from there

if we can draw Shem to the front of the bunker.

Now, when I give the signal,

the pilot will start dropping tear gas and smoke.

We'll open up from this side of the slope

to try to draw his attention.

With any luck, you can get to the rise

without him seeing you.

Stay under cover. Use the walkie-talkie

to let us know you're in position.

Now, you may only have one shot, so don't miss, Danno.

If you do, he'll have you dead to right. He won't miss.

Yeah, I know.

You walk soft and careful, brother.

H.P.D. Chopper 1, this is McGarrett.

Go.

Okay, Steve. I made it into position.

McGARRETT: Hold your fire.

Good, Danno.

I'll try to pull him to the front.

Be careful.

Give me a bullhorn.

Bill Shem.

Bill Shem.

Bill Shem, this is your last chance to come out.

Give yourself up.

Steve.

I missed him.

Hold on, Danno. Hold on.

We're coming after you.

He'll chop you to pieces.

Let's go.

I got him.

Danno? Danno?

How are you, Danno? I'll live.

Yeah. Yeah, I think you will.

Well done, Danno.

Duke?

Duke, get a doctor up here for Danno right away.

I'll be back.