Hawaii Five-O (1968) s02e15 Episode Script

- Mr.
McGarrett? - Yeah.
- Clean your windshield? - Well, it depends on the price.
Two bits, same as always.
Sure looks to me like you need it real bad.
Okay, but make sure the whole windshield's done this time, not just the driver's side, huh? Okay.
What you doing? I'm just fixing Mr.
McGarrett's car.
A car has to run real well for a man like Mr.
McGarrett.
Well, don't smudge the windshield, okay? I understand.
Hey, where is everyone? Kono? Danno? Jenny? Everybody take off at six? Surprise! Dear boss You're 21 today Twenty-one today You've got the key to the door Never been 21 before Dear boss Happy birthday.
Don't say anything, just have a marvelous birthday.
Here, boss.
- Thank you.
Thank you.
- Here, Steve.
- Don't drop them.
- Watch it.
Watch out.
Good.
I'm touched.
I I don't know what to say.
Well, just say anything.
Here, boss.
- Some of the boys chipped in.
- Yeah, but not very much.
- Let's see.
It won't explode, will it? - What is it? Oh, damn.
Yeah, just what I need, a Hawaiian dictionary.
- Okay, quiet, folks.
- Yeah.
- Steve.
- Yes, sir? As governor it's my duty to inform you of a serious violation.
Now, we searched through your Navy and civil-service records and found two different versions of your age.
Now, it's true, these These versions were only one year apart.
So in the interest of honesty and integrity we decided to combine them for the proper number of candles on your cake.
Dear boss That's 70, huh? That's about half right.
Okay, here goes.
Good night, boss.
And remember, it can be exchanged.
Listen, you know that I love polka dot ties.
- Good night.
Happy birthday.
- Good night, Jenny.
- Good night, boss.
- See you tomorrow.
Listen, you guys are crazy to spend so much.
We thought about a plaque for a while, but it seemed too much like retirement.
Listen, don't get any ideas.
Thank you, Danno.
- Good night.
- Good night.
Steve, dropped one.
I'll get it.
Steve.
Steve.
Pain.
Back of my head.
- I'll get help.
- No, Danno.
- Danno.
- What is it? I can't see.
I can't see.
- What happened to him? - Somebody planted a bomb in his car.
Dr.
Chowfrow.
Dr.
Chowfrow.
Presumable traumatic injury.
Slight edema present.
No fracture or flesh wound apparent.
And some burns.
What do you see? Some kind of light.
What do you see? Nothing.
Nothing.
I want full skull x-rays, blood chemistry and a spinal tap.
All right, doctor, what's the story? Let's wait for those x-rays.
Nurse, give me some light over here.
Everything under control? Good.
Thanks.
Kono, let's be sure everyone in the area is questioned.
Everyone who was here within three hours before the blast.
And everyone who had business in the palace today.
And get a license number of every car in the area.
Okay.
Everything okay here.
Palani, pictures of the wreck, every angle there is, - and then dream up a few.
- Okay.
Anything? Not much.
I'll have to look through a microscope to find anything here.
Well, let's get every piece of this hulk down to the lab.
Danno? Danno? - Where's Danno? - Right here, Steve.
Here.
Okay, we'll proceed as follows.
Number one We'll proceed as follows.
Number one, search Five-0 files for all people who might have a possible motive in wanting to kill you.
Two, check criminal records of hoods who have used explosives on jobs.
Three, set up a security system.
The theory that whoever made the first hit might try again.
What kind of a security system? Hospitals are tough, regular traffic funnels.
What kind of a security system? Two uniformed policemen at each entrance.
One in your room, one outside the door.
- He goes wherever you go.
- Why not the National Guard? We could have two divisions, the killer would still have an edge.
He knows who he's after.
Well, there are traces of sodium nitrate.
It could mean a dynamite blast, but not necessarily.
And even if we knew the composition of the explosive, it still wouldn't tell us how the bomb was constructed or how it was triggered.
That's not much to go on.
This is what's left of the car.
We've been over it about 20 times.
No wires, no batteries.
No timing devices that don't belong to the car already.
- Mr.
Fong.
- Yeah? I found this.
It doesn't fit into the puzzle.
I don't know if it means anything.
It might.
My toolbox in the locker.
This interests me.
A metal tubing that's not part of the car.
Look, the metal is new.
Dan, look, there's also a hole drilled right in the middle of the tube.
Yeah.
Here, Mr.
Fong.
Well, we can assume, Dan, that this tube was rigged above, say, three sticks of dynamite.
A powerful spring with a detonating cap inserted with the detonating cap like so.
Dan, I'm gonna need your help here.
Can you poke that? Got it.
Now, the pin could be attached to any moving part of the car.
You know, a door or a gear shift, you name it.
Let's see what happens when we pull the nail.
Now, if this works, you can tell McGarrett the type of explosive used and the way it was triggered.
Now, let's see what happens.
Dr.
Frobida, Chemo One, stat.
Dr.
Frobida, Chemo One, stat.
- Everything quiet? - Except McGarrett.
Morning, Steve.
Danno.
How are you feeling? Don't ask.
Where you been? The lab.
Got some news.
It was dynamite, and they found the triggering device.
Pretty slick little gadget.
Well, that should narrow the field.
We're looking for a good mechanic who can work with dynamite.
Dr.
Freedman.
Dr.
Freedman.
Who's there? I'm Dr.
Rackman, Mr.
McGarrett.
I'm here with Nurse Lavallo.
- How do you do, Mr.
McGarrett? - How do you do? Nurse Lavallo is going to stay with you from now on.
She's had a good deal of experience in this type of case.
What type of case is that, doctor? Your tests so far indicate no fractures, no concussion, no damage to the brain despite a bad fall.
You do have a slight hemorrhaging in the occipital region.
Enough to affect the optic nerves.
How long does it take to clear up? I'd like some straight answers, doctor.
Okay.
Straight answers, Mr.
McGarrett.
You could regain your vision perfectly, you could regain a part of your vision, or you might not regain your vision at all.
The fact that you can perceive light at this point is a very hopeful sign.
And what am I supposed to do while I sit around and wait for your three possibilities? Not a thing, Mr.
McGarrett, and that's important.
You're to remain here under my observation.
There'll be more tests in a day or two.
No more tests, doctor.
I've been poked and jabbed and needled till my skin feels like a bulletin board.
- Will somebody get me my clothes? - I wouldn't try that if I were you.
I have a job to do, doctor.
I have to find someone who's trying to kill me.
And I don't intend to sit here waiting for him with a tin cup and dark glasses.
Now, where are my clothes? Will somebody kindly give me my clothes? Who's the officer on the door? Chadwich, is that you? Will you give me my clothes, please? - All right, I'll get them myself.
- Why don't you do that? - They're in the closet.
- Where's the closet? Nurse.
Right ahead of you.
Obviously, Mr.
McGarrett can't accept the reality of his situation.
Until he does no one can help him.
Could somebody call my office and tell them I want a car? There's a phone on the table by the bed.
Why don't you do it yourself? Oh, thank you, Florence Nightingale.
Operator, get me 732-5577, please.
Yes, I know I can dial it.
I'd like you to do it for me.
Jenny, McGarrett.
I want a car down in front of the hospital right away.
Never mind what the doctor said.
Just make sure the car's there.
Yeah.
Oh, damn.
Leave me alone.
Nurse Lavallo.
Nurse? Yes? Take me back to my room.
Get on your feet.
Thank you.
Leave me alone.
Take my elbow.
Raise your hand and take my elbow.
I'm gonna walk a half a step ahead of you.
You'll be able to feel when I turn to the right and to the left, and when I stop.
Police.
Keep your hands on the table.
Two days out on parole, and I see you've found your old friends, huh, Jimmy? I didn't do nothing.
Get up against that wall.
Put them up.
- Okay.
- I told you I didn't do nothing.
Nothing but a lot of talking while you were in the big house about what you were gonna do to McGarrett when you got out.
Talk.
Just talk.
Where were you yesterday? Here.
Right here.
Been playing since 2:00 yesterday.
Who's gonna believe that? You don't have to believe it.
Do you think these guys will let me quit when I'm 6,000 winners? Maybe you'd better pray for a losing streak.
And will you tell them to have a progress report ready because I'm gonna start asking questions.
Right.
Thank you.
Jenny, can I have the letter to H.
P.
D? Right here, boss.
Do you want me to read it to you? No.
No.
Just get me the memo from FBI.
I have something that might help you, Mr.
McGarrett.
Help me? How? Well, this is a handwriting guide.
There's an opening that shows you where to write.
No, thank you, Miss Lavallo.
I think I'm capable of signing a letter by myself.
That wasn't too bad, was it? Why ask me? You seem to know all the answers yourself.
The FBI memo.
It goes with the letter, special delivery.
I'll take care of everything, boss.
- Hello, Steve.
- Governor.
- Would you leave us a minute, nurse? - Of course.
What are you trying to prove anyway, Steve? Prove? Room 409, Island Hospital is not Five-0 headquarters.
I thought Five-0 headquarters was anyplace I happened to be as long as I'm in charge of that department.
You can't run the department now, Steve.
Not until you get well.
But you've got to cooperate with the doctors.
I'm simply not giving you any choice.
Goodbye, Steve.
Governor, all right.
Okay, I'll work with the doctors.
I'll do anything they say, but I'm gonna Goodbye, Steve.
Thank you, nurse.
- Nurse Lavallo.
- Yes, Mr.
McGarrett.
I understand there are things to learn.
Ways of getting on in this condition.
Yes, Mr.
McGarrett.
I wanna start learning now.
Right now.
- What do you want? - Sit down.
You know Leo Mahani? Him? That's Leo Mahani? Sam, stop dancing.
We know you paid him a thousand bucks last night.
Me? For what? We've seen the canceled check.
You just tell us why, huh? Okay, he works for me.
He does odd jobs.
He's a handyman.
Especially handy with a gun.
And dynamite.
It won't work, Sam.
They think I hit McGarrett and you paid me to do it.
Nobody has a better reason than you for wanting to see McGarrett hit.
He's been closing in on your bookmaking operations.
It's starting to hurt, huh? You must think I'm nuts, a real psycho, huh? I'm gonna put a contract out on McGarrett and pay by check? I might as well send you an announcement.
Wouldn't be the first one to make that mistake.
Mistakes, okay, but suicide, no.
Anybody who puts a hit on McGarrett knows he's turning on more heat on this rock than the Mauna Loa volcano.
Sure, I paid Leo a thousand bucks.
I paid him to find out who hit your boss.
And when I find that punk, I'm gonna save you guys a lot of trouble.
Don't do us any favors, Sam.
Don't expect a sixth sense, Mr.
McGarrett.
Steve.
Steve.
Don't expect a sixth sense, Mr.
McGarrett.
Don't expect your other senses to automatically compensate.
Those things don't happen, they're myths.
But you can improve your perceptions by concentration and hard work.
Tell me everything you smell, feel and hear.
- Elevator, right? - That's right.
A rattling sound.
A cart? - What kind of cart? - Somebody's dinner, I guess.
What kind of food? - It smells like medicine.
- Then it's a medicine cart.
Even here food smells like food.
Dr.
Jewel.
Dr.
Jewel.
Breeze just stopped.
We must be inside again.
Now, that is food.
What kind? Portuguese sausage? You're right.
I hear a radio.
Oh, that's too easy, besides, it's a TV set.
So if you folks in the TV audience will make your judgment, we'll see just how expert our experts really are Something just passed in front of us, with wheels.
A wheelchair? Someone in a wheelchair? Very good.
I hear voices.
Laughing, talking.
Must be coming up on a waiting room or a visitor's room.
What kind of visitors? Well, I smell perfume.
Obviously a woman.
I'd say quite a woman.
I smell something else too.
Something sweet, like sugar.
But not exactly.
I can't quite place it.
Try.
Hey.
It's bubble gum.
Hello, son.
Dr.
Silverstein.
Dr.
Silverstein.
I can feel warmth on my face.
Sunlight? What else? Everything's the same as before.
Everything? No.
No, something's different.
I hear footsteps behind me.
Heavier, a different man.
- Kono? - Right here, boss.
I've got something for you.
Lomi-lomi.
Give that man a cigar.
Oh, God, it's good.
I'm glad you came, Kono.
You're doing very well.
Both memory and perception improving.
Tonight we'll take a much longer walk, down to Physical Therapy.
- Mrs.
Masterson? - Yes.
Is Roger home? We're police officers.
Come in.
Roger, somebody to see you.
He's been very good.
Home by 9:00 every night, just like the probation officer said.
We're very glad to hear it.
- Yeah? - We're police officers, Roger.
- We wanna ask you a few questions.
- Okay, sure.
Where were you yesterday afternoon between 4 and 7:00? Here.
Right here in the house.
Was anyone with you besides your mother? Yesterday Hey Hey, wait a minute.
That's when That's when Mr.
McGarrett's car was dynamited, huh? What? Is that why you're asking me questions? What do you think, Roger? Hey, listen.
Man, I'd never do a thing like that.
I know, you wouldn't hurt a fly.
But somehow a tourist managed to get himself beat up last month while you were sitting on him punching his face.
McGarrett just happened to catch you doing it.
Look, that guy pushed me first and so I hit him back.
And sent him to a hospital in a coma.
So he can't testify against you, and now maybe neither can McGarrett.
That's very convenient, isn't it, Roger? I'd have to be freaked out of my head to do a thing like that.
Well, like I said, Roger, was anyone with you yesterday beside your mother? Yesterday? Mr.
Frank was here, wasn't he? Yeah.
Yeah, Mr.
Frank was here.
Mr.
Joshua Frank, the probation officer.
He came by late in the afternoon, and he stayed for dinner with me and mom.
We were talking about a vocation for me.
Oh, doing what? Landscape gardening.
Good luck.
All right, Kono, I want a report on what's happening.
Boss, the governor says you gotta rest.
- That we're not supposed to - Kono.
Every suspect checks out with an alibi.
And we can't find anyone near the palace who saw a thing.
It doesn't make any sense.
Somebody plants a bomb in a car, somebody must have seen something in a parking lot.
Could it have been an employee, a taxi driver, a car owner? - Wait a minute, Kono.
Wait a minute.
- Yeah, boss? You get over there, and you look for a scrawny little runt.
Pake Hawaiian kid about 10 years old.
Name is Poto.
He cleans windshields for two bits a throw.
He cleaned mine yesterday afternoon.
Right away, boss.
Nurse Lavallo.
Perception and memory, isn't that what you said? That's what I said.
Are you sure he's not in there? I'm sure.
Sometimes a guy looks different.
Like if we took his picture a couple of years ago, younger or with a mustache, you know what I mean? I tell you he ain't in any of those mug pictures.
Be a good guy, look through them once more, okay? Yeah.
Yeah, Kono, okay.
Thank you.
Yes.
The kid's been through all the mug shots.
Nothing.
You know what I think? I think we're dealing with the worst kind.
A guy with no criminal record.
A psycho.
- So? - So there's no logic to his acts.
No way to follow him, no way to track him down until he makes his second move.
What do you suggest, Danno? That we wait for his second move? Dinner so early, Miss Lavallo? Hospital hours, Mr.
McGarrett.
You'll have to get used to it.
Now, we have roast beef at 6 o'clock.
Potatoes at 12, asparagus at 3, dessert at 9, bread and butter, far right, salt and pepper at the top of the tray, and I'll get your coffee later.
Why, you're using perfume, Miss Lavallo.
Oh, it's just a little cologne.
I use it to freshen up.
Don't be embarrassed.
It's very nice.
You eat your asparagus.
Let me, Danno.
- McGarrett.
- Steve? Che Fong.
Say, we had a breakthrough in that tubular steel used to make up that bomb.
- Let me have it.
- Right, it was made in Westphalia, Germany.
You know, it's used for the torque rod that runs down the steering shaft of the Westphalian Oberland car.
The bomb was made from a chunk of Westphalian Oberland automobile.
Where's the nearest agency? Only one, on Ala Moana.
Stop by the office.
Take the kid with you.
Right.
Take a good look around and see if you spot anything, huh? Where's the foreman? Thank you.
- Are you the foreman? - Yeah.
We're police officers.
We're looking for a guy who might work here.
What's his name? Well, that's it, we don't really know, but We know he had to be out of here sometime yesterday afternoon between the hours of 3 and 5:30.
That could be a lot of guys.
We stagger our dinner hour.
Besides, somebody's always making deliveries.
Hey, here he is.
That's the guy, huh? He's the one who opened the hood of McGarrett's car.
That's Masterson.
Masterson? Where is he now? He's not on the floor.
Must be at his bench in the back.
- Where is he? - Come on.
That's funny.
He ought to be here now.
Has he got a locker? That one.
Let's go.
Dr.
Levenson.
Dr.
Levenson.
EKG technician.
EKG technician.
Now, you're the center of a clock, facing 12.
I'm gonna move around the room, and I want you to tell me where I am in relation to the clock, and my distance from you.
Now.
About 5 o'clock, about six feet.
Now.
Eight o'clock, about nine feet.
Well, you're still probably slightly deaf in your left ear.
Six feet.
You'll have to learn to compensate.
Eleven o'clock, wheelchair.
Eleven o'clock, walker.
Very good.
This is the Hoover prescription cane.
When you learn to use it, you'll be able to walk by yourself.
Now, you move it from left to right in front of you, touching the ground each time.
You try it.
- Get over here.
- What's going on here? - What's going on? - I'll make this quick, McGarrett.
- Who are you? - Yes.
Yes, you should know.
It would have no meaning if you didn't know.
Now, think, McGarrett.
A man in a courtroom watching his kid arraigned by a cop.
A cop that wants to send that kid away for five to ten years and ruin his life.
It was only a first offense.
You could have let him go.
You're Masterson.
Yeah, Masterson.
Your son committed a vicious crime.
A life, McGarrett.
A life with a record.
Do you know what that means? No college.
No future, no decent job.
I'm sorry, McGarrett.
- I have to protect my kid.
- Drop, Steve.
I've put out the lights.
You're equal, Steve.
He lost his gun.
Okay, now we're even, huh? Okay, 11 o'clock.
Come here.
Six o'clock You blinded me.
Six o'clock.
Over here, quick.
I think I gave you guys a bum steer.
I said McGarrett needed help.
- Take him, Danno.
Take him.
- Yeah.
Light perception increasing.
Open, please.
Pupil contraction returning to normal.
Continue present treatment.
Perception of motion beginning to appear.
Prognosis good.
Continue present treatment.
Nurse Lavallo? No, I'm Janet Feinberg, and I will not have my patients walking barefoot.
Now, put your slippers on.
- McGarrett.
- Hello.
It's me.
They tell me you're gonna be getting out of here tomorrow, and I just wanted to say goodbye and good luck.
Where are you? I'm in Surgery.
You never know where they're gonna transfer you.
Look, I wanna see you before I go.
Well, you know, it depends on my schedule.
But don't worry about it.
You know, these hospital relationships don't seem as important after you're home.
Look, Lavallo, you're really too much.
You really are.
May I at least know your first name? Hello? Are you there? It's Edith.
Good morning, nurse.
Good morning.
Good morning.