Hawaii Five-O (1968) s02e16 Episode Script

You coming over for dinner tonight? I have something better to do.
Oh, come on.
Suzie's cooking chicken Hawaiian.
Oh, now I know I'm not coming.
John Mala.
AWOL.
Hold it.
Maybe we can box him in.
Oh, God.
Sorry, brother.
I have to talk to you, Mrs.
Mala.
He is not a murderer.
You know that, Mr.
McGarrett.
No, I don't know that, Mrs.
Mala.
You're our friend, aren't you? Yes.
Yes, I'm your friend.
But I'm also a cop, and as a cop I have to act on the evidence.
I'm his mother.
I don't act on evidence.
You know John.
You helped him.
He's in the Navy because of you.
And I'm here to help him now, for the same reason.
You want me to tell you where he is? Not as a friend, as a policeman? As both.
Now, he's gonna be found.
I think he should be found by a friend, don't you? Is it also better that he be turned in by his own mother? If that's what it takes, yes.
Yes.
It's my fault.
I should have known something would happen.
This is no time to worry about whose fault it is.
I've gotta find him, and I've gotta find him fast.
It's not so simple for me.
Simple for the Navy, yes.
Everything is simple for the Navy.
An 18-year-old boy steals a car, a foolish prank.
It would have been better if he went to jail.
That's not what you thought at the time, neither did John.
No, we were grateful for your help.
More than grateful.
Instead of jail, the United States Navy.
For John, just another jail.
Are you blaming the Navy now? There was no place for him.
He felt out of place.
Mrs.
Mala, nobody, not the Navy, not me, not even his own mother, can stop John from feeling out of place if If that's what he believes.
True.
If John is trapped, he will fight.
And the Navy will fight back.
I won't, Mrs.
Mala, unless there's no other way.
The State of Hawaii has no capital punishment, the Navy has.
I need time.
So do I.
The more time you take, the less I have.
You will hear from me.
Please, Mrs.
Mala, as soon as possible.
It's your son's life.
- What do you got in there? - Saimin from the all-night joint.
Thank you, Kono.
Where's the kai? Here.
What are you doing up this late? You know this Hawaiian.
Never sleeps.
That'd be the day.
- Steve? - Yeah.
That old Hawaiian lady is scared.
She ain't about to turn her son in.
Probably.
I know her, like I know my own mother.
When push comes to shove, the cops, the Navy, all haoles.
And a Hawaiian in trouble will never trust a haole.
One of the troubles of the world, Kono.
Sooner or later, I figure Mrs.
Mala will help us.
And if she says no? Then it figures to be a long, long night.
We going somewhere, Tommy? My mother sent me.
Let's go.
- How much farther? - Keep going.
Nobody's tailing us, Tommy.
It's my brother's life, Mr.
McGarrett.
I'm gonna keep looking.
Turn right.
Which way up here? Left.
Stop here.
John.
John.
I brought Mr.
McGarrett with me.
Mama says you're to trust Mr.
McGarrett.
John.
John.
I've come as far as I'm coming.
Hike your tail out of there.
A squad of SP's will come in and get you.
John, I'm here to help you.
There he is.
John.
I just I felt out of whack, just hemmed in.
That's what your mother said.
I did my best, Mr.
McGarrett, I I just couldn't cut it.
So you cut out.
I know I let you down.
You let yourself down, John.
I blew it, I I knew I should have given myself up and taken my medicine, but I never meant to shoot that guy, Mr.
McGarrett.
So help me God.
I believe you, John.
The Navy, Mr.
McGarrett, will they believe me? I don't know, John.
I don't know.
Right now, it doesn't look too good.
I shouldn't have turned myself in.
Not even to you.
- Dave.
- Sorry I'm late, Steve.
I got hung up.
John, this is Dave Bronstein.
He'll be your lawyer, if it's okay with you.
Well, I think I'll leave you two alone.
Could you stay? You sure you want me to? The DA briefed me, John.
Just a couple of quick questions for now.
They'll probably ask for murder one.
Like I said, I should have never turned myself in.
Right now, that's irrelevant, John.
Just tell me what happened.
Well, I ran, and this one SP caught me and Well, not really, I - I hid and then kind of jumped him - John, tell me the truth.
I jumped him.
We wrestled, I I tried to get the gun, and then I heard this shot, like, whistle past my ear.
- That's all I know.
- You know more than that.
You know the SP was shot during the scuffle.
You know you shot him.
I don't know, I Like I said, I was just trying to stop him from shooting me.
I never meant to shoot that guy.
You never meant to shoot him? Is that what you're saying? It was an accident? He's a lawyer, John.
The best there is.
Now, he'll defend you, but you've got to be honest with him.
Do you understand that? We were wrestling.
I I was just And then the gun went off.
I mean, I I heard this noise, like Like it was It was whistling past my ear Guard.
The bullet entered the cranium at about this angle.
Smashed the clavicle, deflected, and exited here between the sixth and seventh rib.
Can I see the bullet, Doc? I haven't got it.
It very definitely exited, and I'd guess with .
45 muzzle velocity, it was moving pretty good.
Okay, thanks, Doc.
I want that bullet.
What's that going to prove? Nobody's arguing the fact that the SP was shot with his own gun.
Mala's prints are all over it.
Okay, maybe I'm compulsive, maybe not, but I still wanna see that bullet.
All right, gentlemen, it's in the alley somewhere, find it.
On the face of it, it's an open-and-shut case.
- What's bugging you, Steve? - Oh, Danno, I Maybe I'm reaching for it.
It's far out.
But I feel responsible for John, I Yeah, Jenny.
Yeah, put him on.
McGarrett.
When? Well, that's beautiful, just beautiful.
Yeah, thanks.
My friend John Mala just overpowered two guards, grabbed himself a loaded .
38, and he's out on the town.
You really think he'd run home to mama? No, he's not thinking, Danno.
No telling where he'll run.
Hey, look at this.
You guys turn up five minutes later, we'd have given you the joint plank by plank.
What happened, Kemo? A half a dozen SP's tried to turn this place into a war zone.
- The big Hawaiian, Mala? - Yeah? They figured he might be hiding here.
No sign of him, Mr.
McGarrett.
We've already gone through the place.
Thanks.
All right, Steve.
So they made a mistake.
- I've already admitted that.
- Yeah.
Well, your boys almost started a riot.
- A race riot.
- Steve, the men are in my custody.
I've punished them.
They're in the brig.
Navy's paying for damages.
What more do you want? Just keep them leashed, commander, that's all.
Just keep them leashed.
Because next time your boys start pushing my people around, it's not gonna be this easy.
Yes? Yes, send her in.
Well, let's just call that the end of round one, okay? Oh, Steve, why don't you hang around? You might find this interesting.
Mrs.
Waters.
Mrs.
Waters, for whatever it's worth, your husband died a brave man.
- He died in the service of his country.
- Thank you.
Has everything been taken care of okay? Everything.
I've tried to cut some red tape, get the insurance money a little fast There's no rush.
Well, anyway, when it does come, I'll bring it to you personally.
Look, if there's anything at all that I can do for you, I No, you've been very kind, commander.
This is Mr.
Steve McGarrett from Hawaii Five-0.
Mr.
McGarrett's in charge of the state investigation for your husband's death.
I understand the man who killed Fred has escaped.
Yes, ma'am.
Your husband's buddy Walt Kramer, he and six SP's went looking for John Mala.
I'm afraid they were a bit excessive in their zeal.
Walt Kramer was my husband's best friend.
I understand that, Mrs.
Waters, - but it never solves anything - Well, maybe not.
But if you saw your best friend shot down before your eyes, then maybe you'd understand how Walt felt.
Danno, I wanna know anything you can find out.
Everything there is to know about a petty officer Walt Kramer.
K- R-A-M-E-R, yeah.
Right.
Priority one.
Central Dispatch calling McGarrett.
- McGarrett here.
- John Mala has been spotted - at the Kuokola Naval Reserve.
- Roger.
Kono? Yeah.
Could have been a .
45.
It didn't hit flush.
It must have ricocheted.
Anywhere.
We don't know where the can was sitting on that night.
Well, we know the spot the SP was shot.
Maybe this angle.
Hold it, brother.
Hold it, brother.
Is that gun loaded? Sure it's loaded.
No, not this angle.
Let's set it over here.
Try at this angle.
Close? Still too steep.
Move to your left.
Hey.
That's it.
That's it.
Give him a few minutes to come out.
Hands in the air.
And then you move in.
All right Hold it, Carl.
Hold it.
You sure get around, don't you? Carl, look, he's scared.
He's armed, and that makes him dangerous.
It has to be done.
I know that boy, Carl, he You're not gonna get him down easily.
Steve, you keep warning me about keeping my men out of your ballpark.
This is a military reservation.
This is my turf.
Okay.
He kills a few of your boys, maybe takes a fatal bullet in return.
Is it any less a waste because it happens on your turf? He blundered in here, he has a weapon, he has ammunition, and he's AWOL.
This is where he's gonna make his stand.
All right, men, move out.
Carl, please, just a minute, will you? When I was in the Navy, they taught us that an officer's job was to take the objective with minimal cost.
Now, have they changed the rules? Are you gonna give up ten of your men to take one? One who might have been talked down.
All right, Steve.
Okay.
Hold it, men.
You try to talk him down.
You bring him down, because if you don't, I'm gonna go up there after him, and whatever's left of you.
Fair enough.
Fair enough.
John.
I'm not a mountain goat.
How about meeting me halfway? John.
They've got a full squad of SP's down there, and they're aching to get at you.
John, they're gonna carry you out feet first.
I'm dead either way.
I'd rather go this way.
John, put that down.
You gonna call it another accident, John? John, come down with me.
John.
Now, please Please, you go back down.
Let's get on with it, huh? You'll have to kill me first, John.
Jenny, get me a clean suit, shirt, tie, the works, but get me the DA first.
Ralph, I ran into a problem on the Mala case.
Yeah.
Yeah, I had him, but I took him on a Naval reservation.
Yeah, they arrested him.
How do we stand? Can they do that? No chance, huh? Okay, Ralph.
Thank you.
Steve, what happened to you? I ran into a rhino.
What you got, Danno? Oh, not much.
This Walt Kramer is a real clean-cut American-type boy.
But you might find this interesting.
Yeah, it might be.
Bingo.
Jenny, get me Che Fong.
Take a look.
- Yeah, it's pretty beat up, isn't it? - Right.
Can you identify the gun it came from? Was there any question? There was only one bullet fired.
It looks like it came from the dead SP's .
45.
Can you testify to that? Well, not at the moment, but I'd like to work on it.
Lab.
It's for you, Steve.
Yeah? Steve, something's been bothering me.
Yeah.
Yeah, Doc, what is it? Mala says they were wrestling when the gun went off? Yeah.
If the deceased was shot at such close range, how can you explain the absence of powder burns? I can't.
The bullet entered the cranium at about this angle.
Smashed the clavicle, deflected, and it exited here between the sixth and seventh rib.
Let me see, angle of entry, 70 degrees.
I never meant to kill that guy, Mr.
McGarrett.
You got him out of jail into the Navy, didn't you? Then I heard this shot, like, whistling past my ear.
Seventy degrees.
No.
No, wait.
It's my brother's life.
I'm his mother.
I don't act on evidence.
They'll probably ask for murder one.
Suzie, you You can't stay in mourning forever.
I know.
Well, one thing, we got the guy that done it.
We got him, not the civvies.
That ought to make you feel better.
It doesn't.
Are you cold? A little.
Walt I have to go in.
I'll see you tomorrow night, huh? You don't have to.
I want to.
Walt, you should go out and find a girl and have some fun.
I found a girl.
You shouldn't say that.
We both loved him, but he's dead now.
Hey, I can wait.
You know how I can wait.
I'll see you tomorrow night.
Hi.
- My name's McGarrett.
- Yeah, I know.
Commander Anderson warned me you'd be around to check me out.
He warned you? Hey, let's level, McGarrett.
Well, I'm all for that.
You've appointed yourself big white daddy to John Mala.
That's right.
Do you mind if we take a little ride together? We got nothing to say to each other.
I'll think of something.
Nice looking girl, Mrs.
Waters.
Have you known her long? I was best man at their wedding.
Meet her here in Hawaii? Well, no, as a matter of fact, Sue and I grew up in the same town.
- Oh, is that right? - That's right.
What else can I tell you that you already know? She was your girl.
That's right.
And you knew her long before she met Fred Waters.
Long before I introduced them.
Kind of a shock, wasn't it? Introducing your girl to your best friend and ending up best man, in name only? That's a dirty thing to say.
Well, then you correct me, huh? The truth is, I couldn't have been happier for both of them.
That's very noble.
It's just realistic.
If she could fall in love with another guy just like that, she couldn't have been in love with me, right? The quicker you find out a thing like that, the better.
Then you held no grudge against either one? She couldn't have picked a better man than Fred.
That's very noble.
Very noble.
Mind making a little left turn up here? Pull up over here a minute.
Should we get out and stretch our legs? Well, it's kind of late, and I gotta get back to the base.
Well, if you're late, I'll write a note to Commander Anderson.
Why not? Mala jumped him about there.
I wouldn't know.
You discovered the body.
You called for the ambulance.
Yeah, I guess it was about there.
Fred was laying there dying or already dead.
I didn't stop to draw any diagrams.
That's understandable.
Now, where were you when you heard the shot? Well, like I said, I didn't draw any diagrams.
And you never tried to shoot Mala either, did you? I told you, man, Fred was laying there with his head shot off.
I see.
It was dark, you heard a shot, and you saw Mala run.
I saw Fred laying there, shot.
That's all I saw.
So you never discharged your weapon then, huh? You never tried to bring Mala down? I went to Fred and I stayed with him.
You saying that your weapon was never discharged? I turned in a full clip.
I see.
How do you account for the fact that there were no powder burns on the body? I wouldn't know.
But you know a lot about guns.
- A little.
- In fact, you're a small-arms expert.
What are you driving at, McGarrett? Well, if John Mala shot Fred at point-blank range with a .
45, there would have been powder burns on the clothing or on the body.
I wouldn't know about that.
I see.
You came from that area up there, somewhere in the dark.
Now suppose, just suppose, that you saw them here, wrestling.
Now, wouldn't it be possible that when you saw your buddy struggling with a big AWOL sailor that you tried to protect him? Had every right to protect him? And you took a shot at the AWOL sailor and killed your best friend by mistake? Yeah, it could be.
Except, like you say, I heard the shot, and I turned in a full clip.
All right, let's get into that.
You and Fred were both carrying .
45's, identical weapons with full clips.
That's right.
And you turned in a full clip, and only one shot was fired, so obviously, the bullet came from Fred's gun.
- Obviously.
- Unless Unless you fired it.
If I had shot Fred, why would I wanna hide it? An accident, man, in the line of duty.
Nobody could fault me.
You could fault yourself.
Ask yourself for the rest of your life, when you pulled that trigger was it Mala you were aiming at or Fred? Why would I wanna shoot Fred? He was my best friend.
Maybe with Fred out of the way, you would be free to console his widow, maybe even marry her.
You are disgusting, McGarrett.
Getting too close to the truth? Look, that's a theory.
A lousy theory, but you hang somebody with facts, and the fact is, I never fired my gun.
You can check SP headquarters about that.
I already have checked.
They told me you turned in a full clip.
But they failed to check to see if the gun had been fired.
Well, it's too late for that now, isn't it, McGarrett? Yeah.
Now, when you realized that you had hit your buddy Negative.
- You bent down, you saw that he was dead.
I saw Mala had shot him.
His gun was over there, you crossed over, took his gun, took out the full clip, exchanged it with the clip from yours.
- Negative.
- The one with the bullet missing, so that whoever discovered the body would think that Mala had killed Fred with Fred's gun.
- No.
- And that's exactly what happened.
That's what everybody bought.
Now, who would ever question that you shot your best friend? Bull.
You're just trying to get your Kanaka boy off the hook.
That's a theory, man.
Lousy, rotten theory.
Except for this.
When I come along Along the top of the stand they were wrestling.
So help me God, I meant to hit the Hawaiian.
Fred was my best friend.
Whatever I felt about Sue I couldn't have wanted to kill Fred.
Could I? Could I? John's home.
John's home.
Don't say it again, John.
Don't say it again.
If you wanna thank me, you know how you could do it.
I'll take whatever the Navy dishes out and come up grinning.
The Navy dishes out nothing.
You get out what you put in.
Yeah.