I'm gonna pull my men out now!
- You can't do that. - Oh, I can't, huh?
Either Sherman is lying or you're covering for him.
Either way, I don't like it.
[CAR HORN HONKS]
We were approaching that luggage shop when the explosion took place.
Who knew you were going there?
John Enslow knew.
You say Mr. Hakima sent you here, Mr. Williams?
Uh, no, no. I'm just a customer of his.
Duke, the attaché case! Get it!
Kill him.
- Yes? - Walter Sherman.
Mr. Soames is expecting me.
Come in.
Yes? Come in.
Ah, Sherman.
All right, Jimmy.
- I expected you last night. - I got in late.
Still working on that Chinese puzzle?
It's still inscrutable
it's an ancient Manchu dialect, with a random numerical sequence.
Not the easiest code to decipher.
This is only part of what we picked up.
I suppose the rest of the documents will be in later this week-
You, uh, think this is going to be any easier?
If you're asking me,
then you're asking me something you don't need to know.
If you're telling me,
then you know something you shouldn't.
Which is it?
Just curious.
- But, uh, if it is Russell-- - Sherman,
you're familiar with operational procedure.
The less anyone knows of someone else's job,
the less chance for any kind of defection,
innocent or otherwise.
Yes. Of course.
That's a relief.
[SHERMAN GRUNTING]
What's the matter, Sherman? Are you all right?
[SIGHS]
Just a touch of jet lag, I guess.
Want a drink?
Maybe a little fresh air.
I'll step outside for a moment.
[SIGHS]
Mr. Soames!
Oh, my God.
Stop him.
[SHERMAN GRUNTS]
- What happened? - He blew out the house.
Mr. Soames with it.
GOVERNOR: He was not involved.
What do you mean, "not involved," governor?
According to Mr. Enslow who just flew in from Washington.
He's director of the State Department's Bureau of Intelligence.
The courier is already booked for murder one.
He delivered the bomb. The DA is preparing an indictment.
Walter Sherman worked with me for the State Department
for the last seven years.
- He's above suspicion. - How do you figure?
Just take my word for it.
Now we do have a problem, a big one.
We can't testify for him. If we do, we expose an intelligence operation
that's vital to our country.
GOVERNOR: There are a lot of things about this
that I don't understand either.
But Mr. Enslow needs someone to prove Sherman innocent
without State Department help.
Well, that's great. I get all the good ones.
The attaché case was locked and chained to his wrist
under supervision prior to takeoff in Singapore.
The question is, how did the bomb get in the case?
- What did Sherman say? - He doesn't know.
Now, he couldn't have unlocked it or removed it from his wrist.
Soames was the only one who had combinations.
Is that all you can tell me?
I could tell you that Walter Sherman is innocent,
and we need your help to prove it.
Somebody booby-trapped the briefcase without Sherman knowing it?
- That's his story? - That's it.
That's what we're supposed to prove, huh?
That's our assignment.
Duke, you worked with plastic explosives in the Navy.
How long would it take to rig that case?
At least a couple of hours. It's very sensitive.
Well, could it be done while it was still chained to Sherman's wrist?
Impossible, unless he was sedated.
But not knowing about it.
Uh, he landed here Monday afternoon,
but he didn't go to Soames' place until Tuesday at 10 a.m.
That's about 18 hours.
I wanna know what he did during those 18 hours.
Check with you later.
DOCTOR: Just finishing up the report. Take a look.
Wish I knew.
McGARRETT: Wish you knew what, doctor?
What that improvised detonator was made of.
Expert craftsman, though.
Is this all that's left of the attaché case?
That's all.
What about the paper? Documents?
Tsk, not a flake.
The only thing inside was that plastic bomb
set to go off when both locks were opened.
- And this lock? - It was torn off its rivets.
Sailed like a bullet across the room.
- Was it open? - Yes-
If the case wasn't off his wrist,
Sherman would have been blown apart like Soames.
McGARRETT: Uh...
What do you make of this, doc?
Looks like some kind of identification.
- Letters stamped. - H-K-A.
Could be some sort of luggage shop's identification, couldn't it?
Maybe.
I wouldn't want the job of tracking it down.
- Okay, doc, thank you. - You're welcome.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
All right, officer. I'll take it. Thank you.
McGarrett, Hawaii Five-0.
- What do you want? - Oh.
A little happiness, a little kindness, a little love.
- What do you want? - My freedom.
McGARRETT: Okay, then let's work on it.
John Enslow asked me to take another look at the evidence against you.
Oh, that's nice of him.
He's genuinely concerned about you.
He's concerned about the State Department, not me.
Mr. McGarrett, whatever you want, I signed a statement.
- The DA has it. - I saw it.
Okay.
On the flight you came in on,
- was there anybody you recognized? - No.
Who sat next to you on the plane?
A woman.
- A friendly woman? - Sure, friendly.
But I can't even remember the few words we exchanged.
Did you doze off? Take a nap?
No, I can't sleep on a plane.
Drink any booze? Wine?
No, no. Mr. McGarrett, why don't you check my affidavit?
Nobody had a chance at the attaché case.
Nobody even got close to it and it never left my wrist.
Very well. You arrived in Honolulu at 5:50 Monday afternoon, right?
That's correct.
But you didn't call on Martin Soames, your contact,
until 10:00 Tuesday morning.
- Why the delay? - It was late.
By the time I checked into the hotel, got cleaned up,
it was after 7:00.
- Then what did you do? - I went to a small café down the street
from the hotel. Alone.
I walked back to the hotel, I went to my room,
locked myself in and went to sleep early. Alone.
Tuesday morning I called room service for my breakfast.
After breakfast I called Soames and took a cab to his house.
Where was the attaché case when you went to the café?
I took it with me. It was locked to my wrist.
And they were the only phone calls that you made?
I don't know anyone else in Honolulu.
Very well.
In Soames' study, you put the briefcase down on the desk.
He removed it from your wrist, opened one of the two digital locks,
and you walked out of the room immediately.
I had a spell of dizziness.
A touch of something. I was nauseous, maybe due to the jet lag.
You went outside.
Then when the explosion came, you ran away.
I had no knowledge of the source of the explosion.
I thought it came from the street, so I ran out there to take a look.
The State Department explained why they can't testify for you,
but you're leaving me very little room, Mr. Sherman. You realize that?
I'll bet State didn't tell you everything.
- What do you mean by that? - Well, why don't you go ask them?
Okay.
McGARRETT: Sherman says you're holding out on me.
Is that true?
- Why would I do that? - I don't know.
- Are you? - No.
Take a look at that.
Well, what is it?
"H-K-A"
This could be a retail shop trademark.
But not any shop in Singapore. I checked.
No luggage stores in that city fits those letters.
But there is one here.
H-A-K-I-M-A-S.
Hakima's Leather Emporium.
1270 West Halii Street. Honolulu.
Are you suggesting that the case that blew up came from here in Honolulu?
Perhaps. But wouldn't a substitution,
a switch, have required Sherman's knowledge and consent?
[PHONE RINGS]
Excuse me. McGarrett. Yes, Duke?
We're in Sherman's hotel room.
We checked him from the airport.
The cabby remembered the attache case chained to his wrist.
Yes, Duke. Go on.
Well, he checked in at 6:40 p.m.
Then he came to his room and washed up.
The maid says she changed the towel.
Then he left his room key downstairs at the front desk about 8:00.
The desk clerk remembered the attache case.
What time did he pick up his key?
He didn't, not Monday night.
Oh?
He didn't get back to his room Monday night?
Hold on, please.
Steve, we've got the cleaning lady here.
She says the bed was never slept in at all.
His bed wasn't slept in Monday night?
The café where he said he had dinner,
the cashier doesn't remember anybody with a briefcase chained to his wrist.
There's a luggage shop called Hakima's at 1270 West Halii Street.
I'll meet you and Duke there in about an hour.
Right.
- It seems your friend Sherman lied. - It's stupid to lie.
One thing Sherman is not is stupid.
- How about desperate? - No way.
That's all you have to say?
Now, look, I've gone along with this far enough.
I'm gonna pull my men out now!
- You can't do that. - Oh, I can't, huh?
Either Sherman is lying or you're covering for him.
Either way, I don't like it.
All right, McGarrett. I'll tell you this on a need-to-know basis.
Sherman is more than a diplomatic courier.
Oh, at last, a little honesty.
- Tell me something I don't know. - He's an electronics expert.
He poses as a courier and visits our embassies around the world.
Now, one of his duties is to check intelligence bugs,
foreign intelligence bugs.
And if he finds one on a phone, well,
he installs a device that makes it into a two-way transmitter.
You mean, it picks up and records information from the bugging source?
- Is that what he was carrying? - Right.
Now you understand, if he goes to trial
and we have to expose what he's doing, it's gonna blow his cover.
Yeah, but another country already has the documents
he was carrying in the attaché case.
Why the secrecy now that they already have the evidence?
They still don't know how it's being obtained.
Oh, I see.
I see. Is that it? Is that all?
That's it. That's all.
McGarrett, stick with it.
It's vitally important.
Mr. Enslow, why is it that I get the impression
that you're holding out on me?
That's the place.
God, look at this place.
There's someone over here.
- Any signs? - No.
He's dead.
Duke, check outside.
DUKE: All right, everybody back. Please back up.
Watch out for the broken glass.
Please. Back up, please.
- Steve? - Yeah, Danno?
Look what I found.
Little old bomb-maker.
Maybe he got hoist by his own petard.
Yeah.
Look at this.
Now I can tell the crime lab what the detonator was made of.
This look familiar?
H-K-A. Hakima's, huh?
That same stamp was on a fragment of the attaché case
that Sherman delivered to Soames.
This could be where Sherman spent Monday night,
getting the case exchanged.
Yeah, since they couldn't get it off his wrist, they had to cut it open.
But the two digital locks had to be the same ones
when he delivered the case to Soames.
So the dead man out there could have transferred the hardware
from Sherman's case to one of these with his own personal trademark,
and equipped with a plastic bomb set to go off when the case opens.
Yeah.
At least we're making a little progress.
Are we, Danno?
If that dead man was a lead to them, they're still way ahead of us.
- Steve, H.P.D. is here. McGARRETT: Thanks, Duke.
Excuse us, please.
Danno, I could have been looking at the wrong end of this.
Hakima may just be a middleman.
Be interesting to know where he got those briefcases.
I saw some invoices on a spindle in the back room.
Why don't you check them out? If you get any leads, uh, use a cover.
This gang is lethal.
I have a date tonight for a concert. If I come up with anything, I'll call you.
Okay, have a good time. Duke, come on.
You say Mr. Hakima sent you here, Mr. Williams?
No, no, I'm just a customer of his.
I'm afraid a terrible thing has happened, Miss Kahuana.
- What? - Less than an hour ago,
there was an explosion at his store. He was killed.
Killed?
Oh, I'm so sorry.
Mr. Williams, will you come with me to my office, please?
Thank you.
Please.
DANNY: Thank you.
Hakima is...
Was a customer of ours, Mr. Williams.
How did this happen?
- The explosion? - Well, I don't know.
The police were still there when I left.
And you said you're a customer of the shop?
Mr. Hakima was making a special briefcase for me with two locks.
He was adapting one of your import cases
and I thought, since I do need the case very badly,
perhaps you could help me. Uh, you could fill the order.
Perhaps we can, Mr. Williams.
We don't have a complete repair facility here,
but sometimes merchandise is damaged in shipment
and we make minor repairs.
Excuse me, Mr. Williams.
Fingerprint.
MARLA: Sulaine, will you serve tea?
SULAINE [OVER INTERCOM]: Yes, Miss Kahuana.
MARLA: For major work in leather Mr. Williams,
we depended on Hakima.
He was an expert craftsman.
What in particular was he doing for you?
Voice graph.
Well, I have to send confidential reports to my home office in Delaware.
He was converting
a single-lock attaché case,
yours, to a double-combination lock.
It was due to be ready today
Feed it to the computer.
Let me see the x-ray.
Interesting.
He's wearing a gun and badge. He's indeed a police officer.
Give this to Sulaine.
I know it was just a wild chance on my part.
I mean, uh, I'm sure it's an imposition, me not being your customer and all.
[DOOR OPENS]
Thank you, Sulaine.
Will you serve the tea, please?
Mr. Williams, it's a specially prepared brew.
A highly aromatic highland's blend.
Well, I'm a pigeon for exotic things.
Excellent.
Please tell Rogersen I want this program started immediately.
[DOOR OPENS THEN CLOSES]
How is he?
Still sedated
We have only 12 hours.
The injection.
Mr. Williams.
You can see me clearly now, Mr. Williams.
[MACHINE BUZZES] [YELLS]
[PANTING]
Who are you?
- What is this? - Mr. Williams.
It will go so much easier if you would only relax.
Who am I, Mr. Williams?
You're Marla Kahuana.
X.
[GROANS]
You don't know who I am, Mr. Williams.
Who am I?
You're Marla.
[GROANS]
You've never seen me before, Mr. Williams.
Who am I?
You're Marla.
[GROANS]
it's going to be along night, Mr. Williams.
And you have a lot of unlearning to do before the learning starts.
The DMT, Sulaine.
The visuals.
I know you're up to your neck with the Sherman case, Steve.
But this security operation is short and quick.
- And high priority. - I still don't trust him.
I don't mind telling you, governor,
that if John Enslow did not have impeccable credentials,
I'd have a few hundred questions for him.
- What makes you say that? - We were approaching
that luggage shop
when the explosion took place. It killed Hakima, the owner.
But-- But what if it was intended for us?
How? Who knew you were going there?
John Enslow knew.
Oh, impossible.
Heh. If you think that, you could just as well think
the secretary of state or the president, it's just that incredible.
I won't think it, if that makes you happy.
Don't be impertinent, Steve.
I'm sorry, sir.
He was just as shocked as you about the bombing yesterday.
- What about this security detail? - Tomorrow at 12:40.
There's a flight coming in from Hong Kong.
Someone changing planes.
I want you to make sure there are no slip-ups.
- John Enslow in on it? - Yes.
And you'll have to coordinate with him.
Very well, sir. May I use your phone?
Incidentally, uh, Enslow made arrangements
for a psychiatrist to visit Sherman.
He suggested you join them in the, uh, jail visiting room.
Excuse me, sir.
Uh, Lani. Is Duke there, please?
- A psychiatrist? - Chief of psychiatry, Doctor's Hospital.
I see. Duke? Uh, have you heard from Danno?
Very well. Get hold of him.
I'd like both of you to meet me in the office first thing in the morning.
Yes. Good night.
MARLA: Look straight, Mr. Williams.
Where are you, Mr. Williams?
Where are you now, Mr. Williams?
Asleep.
MARLA: That's right.
You're asleep now.
In your own bed at home.
Who am I, Mr. Williams?
A friend.
Yes.
Who is Marla Kahuana?
I don't know.
And I'm a friend?
- Yes. - A lovely friend.
You spent the night with me.
Where did we have dinner?
At Pete's Place.
- What did we have for dinner? - Duck.
Mandarin duck.
And after, where did we go?
We went to the concert
What was the program at the concert?
[SIGHS]
[DAN NY GROANS]
You must remember, Mr. Williams.
I'm trying. I'm trying to remember.
- Good morning. - Mr. McGarrett?
- I'm Dr. Angela McBride. - How do you do, doctor?
We're almost ready to start.
I've been briefed by Mr. Enslow of the State Department,
and Mr. Sherman knows what we're trying to do.
- What is that, doctor? - We're trying to discover
why there are discrepancies between his story
and the, uh, facts as we know them.
Discover with psychiatry?
Well, we know there's a time interlude that we can't account for.
Now, perhaps that was drug-induced.
I see.
We...
We went to the concert
It was Horowitz
uh, playing Chopin and Schubert.
- Chopin Etudes. - Yes.
Etudes.
And then, after intermission, Schubert
What Schubert?
Schubert's Impromptus. Yeah.
Very good, Mr. Williams.
Then where did we go?
Oh.
We went to a supper club. Raymond's.
For dancing, Mr. Williams. Then?
We went for a drive
along the coast.
McGARRETT: Okay. We've established that no one
here on the islands knew the combination of the digital locks.
- Except Soames. - Of course.
Yet we know the attache case that you delivered was a substitute.
That it was exchanged, while on your wrist,
in a luggage repair shop.
I understand that's what you believe, but it didn't happen to me.
I don't know how it could have happened to me.
[MARLA CLAPS]
[MACHINE BUZZES] [DAN NY GROANS]
DANNY: I can't. I can't!
[DAN NY PANTING]
Of course you can, Mr. Williams.
- It is not a question of treason. - It is.
I can't.
[MACHINE BUZZES]
[DANNY GROANS]
Oh, yes.
I understand.
You cannot resist, Mr. Williams.
Yes.
I understand.
When the other courier comes to Honolulu,
the one with the attaché case the same as Walter Sherman's,
you want to know what his plans are.
Whether he's going to stay here or go to Washington.
That's right, Mr. Williams.
And when you find out?
I will let you know.
Immediately. Immediately.
You have no recollection of visiting a luggage shop?
No.
- Or of leaving your hotel room? - No.
Only to go to the café for dinner.
- And nowhere else? - No.
Could someone have called you at the hotel?
A woman, perhaps?
And you don't want to admit an assignation?
No. No.
I told you I didn't know anyone on the island.
- But you do now? - Obviously.
Much to my regret.
I will forget what happened last night.
I will remember only what I'm told to remember.
- Who am I? - I don't know.
- What happened to you last night? - That's personal.
That's part of my personal life.
But I can tell you.
It was a ball.
When you left the hotel that morning for Soames' place,
- did you stop anywhere? SHERMAN: No, I didn't.
- And you took a cab? - That's correct.
- Did you talk with the cab driver? - I gave him directions. Small talk.
- Is something bothering you? - No. Uh,
nothing.
Mr. Sherman, may I check your eyes?
Of course.
What are you doing?
Why'd you shine that thing in my eye?
- The light bothers you? - Stop, stop, stop!
X, X, X!
Fixed.
Got to have it fixed.
Why?
Why do you have to have it fixed?
I have to have it fixed.
Where are you taking it, Mr. Sherman?
To the luggage shop.
McBRIDE: Which luggage shop?
Hakima's.
He's going to fix it.
Please tell him to let me by.
I must have the case fixed.
His revolver, please.
Mr. Williams.
When the light is flashed, what will you do?
I will do whatever you tell me to do.
You will feel refreshed
and alert
- How do you feel? - Fine-
Stand up, please.
You have all your instructions, Mr. Williams.
And here is your revolver.
That young lady there is a complete stranger.
She has done you no harm. Isn't that true?
Yes. That's true.
I want you to shoot her.
Uh, there was nothing in his attitude, his responses,
that could have suggested programming
until he picked up the doctor's briefcase?
Not until she flashed the light in his eye. That triggered him.
I never heard of that kind of programming in so short a time.
Well, Dr. McBride suggested a combination of drugs and conditioning
in the area of the brain's corpus callosum.
There are all kinds of new techniques.
Fantastic scientific breakthroughs.
Is the doctor working with Sherman now?
Yes. In the prison hospital.
They have some techniques for decontamination, she called it.
What about the luggage shop?
Well, one of my men was on a lead yesterday.
He had nothing to report. Uh, Mr. Enslow,
see, I have a security job at the airport coming up.
I understand it's your setup.
I hope we're still not playing games with each other.
It never was a game.
Sherman brought some of the documents.
This new courier, Russell, will bring the rest.
I'll be waiting at the airport for him, aboard an Air Force plane,
and I'll take him back to Washington with me.
When is his plane due in?
12:40.
We have-- We've taken the greatest security precautions on this flight.
By 1:00, the attaché case that is chained to his wrist
will be on mine, and I'll be airborne.
Your job will be done.
I'll be at the airport with you.
That really won't be necessary.
Nevertheless, I'll be there just the same.
- Is Danno not in yet, Duke? DUKE: Not yet, Steve.
McGARRETT: Thank you.
Lani? Get me Captain Santos at H.P.D., please.
- Have you tried Danno's apartment? - No answer.
- He had a date last night. - Hm.
Well, maybe he's on his way to work.
[PHONE BUZZES]
McGarrett.
Oh, yes. Yes, captain.
[IN SOFT VOICE] Oh, good morning.
[IN NORMAL VOICE] Just checking
the airport security detail with you. I understand you're assigned to it.
Yes, it's Flight, um, 820, Gate 11, at 12:40 p.m.
Yeah, ha, ha.
Probably a congressman spending the taxpayers' money
on some junket gathering information on how to reduce the budget.
Yeah.
Right. We'll cover the plane and the terminal gate.
Very well. We'll see you there.
- Well, good morning. - Yes, it is. Um,
- sorry I'm late. - Good concert?
- Lots of encores, I gather. - Yeah.
First we went to Pete's Place for dinner, then the concert,
then Raymond's Supper Club for dancing,
and a long drive up the Waianae coast to watch the sun come up.
Oh, how nice.
Nothing on that import company?
It's a commercial operation, Steve. Perfectly legitimate.
Very well. Okay, you heard me with Captain Santos.
The VIP is not a congressman.
He's a State Department courier arriving on a flight from Hong Kong.
Danno,
you'll meet at the plane here, which arrives at Gate 11,
then bring him down this utility staircase,
and take him to Enslow`s Air Force plane here.
I'll be there with Enslow.
Just a transfer from one plane to another.
Duke, you coordinate the security with H.P.D.
Around the area and cover Danno.
I've got a few details to finish here. I'll see you out there.
Lani, get me the governor, please.
Let's take separate cars, Duke.
I've got some things to check after this airport deal.
I bet you do.
[BOTH CHUCKLE]
McGARRETT: Lani? LANI [OVER INTERCOM]: Yes, Sir.
McGARRETT: Get me the airport security office, please.
SAUNDERS [OVER PHONE]: Security office, Lieutenant Saunders.
Uh, lieutenant, Captain Santos of H.P.D.
And his men will be arriving shortly.
It looks like Flight 820 will be a little early
so please have your men meet us at Gate 11.
- Will do. - Thank you.
This is Dan Williams.
The courier's due to arrive on Flight 820 at 12:40.
- Security? - H.P.D. and Hawaii Five-O.
Using the Jetway utility staircase
to escort the courier from Gate 11 to an Air Force plane.
All right, Mr. Williams.
But instead of bringing the courier down the stairs,
- you'll take him through the Jetway. - I understand.
I'll see you at the airport.
Flight 820.
You must be ready to take care of the courier in the terminal.
We'll have less than 30 seconds to do it in.
Any questions?
- No. We look after it. MARLA: Good.
WOMAN [OVER PA]: Flight 820 now arriving at Gate 11.
McGarrett.
It looks like everything's on schedule.
Yeah. So far.
WOMAN [OVER PA]: Flight 820 now unloading at Gate 11.
Flight 820 now unloading at Gate 11.
Flight 3 from Singapore now arriving at Gate 8.
DANNY: Williams Five-O.
I know. I've already been notified, Mr. Williams.
- Wait. - We were gonna use
-the utility stairs. - There's been a change in plans.
Security.
Danny!
MARLA: Aloha.
Come.
Duke! The attache case! Get it!
DUKE: Stop! Officers!
I want you to take out your gun and shoot that man.
Danno?
What's the matter?
[ECHOING] Danno, it's me.
It's Steve. Give me the gun.
Kill him, now!
- Danno! - Kill him.
- Give me the gun. - Kill him. Shoot.
Kill him!
Now! Shoot! Oh!
Get that woman.
Danno, unh.
[GRUNTS]
[PANTING]
- Steve, I was... - No, you weren't.
- I was gonna kill you. - No, you weren't.
You weren't gonna do anything.
Are you all right?
[SIGHS]
DUKE: One thing, Steve. McGARRETT: Yeah.
How did that woman get to Walter Sherman and his attache case
in the first place.
Oh, I think on the plane coming in she sat next to him.
Arranged to meet him that evening.
- And he didn't remember. - Of course not.
She probably drugged him at dinner,
and in the indoctrination process that night
it was all erased from his memory.
Just as she did so successfully with Danno.
- Steve. - Yeah, Danno?
Here it is. The final report.
And now, thanks to Dr. McBride, I remember everything.
You do, Danno, huh? Everything?
- That's a pity. - What do you mean?
The dinner, the concert, the trip up the coast in the car.
Yeah.
It never happened.
You mean, I struck out?
Yeah. That's what I mean.
[ALL LAUGHING]