(dramatic rock music)
(elevator bell dings)
- Hello, Marshall,
he's all yours.
- Thank you for your
cooperation, Hooker,
we appreciate you local boys
catching our fugitives for us.
- Try and keep him in New
Mexico this time, will ya?
I've got shin splints
from chasing him.
- Tapping on time for
escape, seven years will do it.
- Let's make it ten.
- This is Nancy Bosca
coming to you live
from the Federal
Building where I'm hoping
to get a comment from
Senator Stuart Grayle.
Senator Grayle, good
evening, Senator Grayle.
- Good evening, nice to see you.
- Nice to see you.
- How are you?
- Here's Mrs. Grayle,
the lovely Mrs. Grayle.
Hello, Mrs. Grayle.
This is Tim Braddock,
the Senator's press aide.
Is this the Senator's last stop
before his meeting in Hawaii?
- That's right.
He wants to thank
the federal judges
who are already
rallying behind his bill.
(elevator bell dings)
And then he'll
proceed to Honolulu
where he'll meet with
other key political figures
to ask for their support
to combat terrorism.
- Some of his critics
have said the Senator's bill
goes too far, that it will
only stimulate t*rrorists
to even more extreme
acts of v*olence.
Do you have any comment on this?
- Not at this time.
Ms. Raymond here will
pass out press packets
which will explain
the Senator's position.
- Thank you very much.
Senator, regarding this bill,
I need to get a statement
from you please?
- Just let me say this.
There is no extremism worse
than the k*lling of innocent
people and I happen to believe
that the American
people agree with me
and I hope to convince my
colleagues of that in Honolulu.
Thank you.
- Thank you very much Senator.
- Hooker, I don't believe it.
(laughing)
- You better believe it.
- Mrs. Grayle, do you
think there's enough support
in Congress to
get this bill passed?
- Oh, my husband is
a very persuasive man.
- [Man] Wait til
they get closer.
- Such a big man.
(laughing)
- Never too big for you.
- [Man] Can't wait.
(loud expl*si*n)
(glass shattering)
(shouting)
- [Man] I'm
alright, I'm alright.
- Anybody hurt?
Stay down.
- Senator, are you alright?
- No, I'm okay,
I'm alright, alright.
- You there, stop!
(g*n fires)
- You okay?
- Move out of the way.
Out of the way!
(tires screeching)
(tires screeching)
Hold it!
Let her go.
(g*n fires)
(people screaming)
(g*n fires)
Hold it!
(g*n fires)
(woman screaming)
Who are you?
Who sent you?
Who sent you?
- Neemee nonaka ne eeri.
(light dramatic music)
- [Stacy] How'd it go
at the sh**ting board?
- The usual.
Why didn't I take
the suspect alive,
did I consider the
alternative before sh**ting?
- Well, did you?
- Sure I did, I
considered the alternative.
It was him or me, I chose
him, what do you got?
- Nothing so far.
Our MO file drew a
blank, so did Sacramento.
There was no ID on the dead
man, no papers, no passport.
- What about the APB
on the guy that got away?
- Zip, and we haven't
heard back from the FBI yet
or the morgue.
- 12 hours, still spinning
our wheels, what's going on?
- Maybe the feds
wanna hit a home run
with this one themselves,
United States Senator and all.
- Feds couldn't hit water
if they fell out of a boat.
I'll tell you,
there's more to this
than a couple crazies
looking for kicks.
What do you got on the
dead man's last words?
- Neemee nonaka ne eeri.
There's no name or
business on record
that even comes close to that.
- It's not Vietnamese,
maybe Korean, Japanese?
- You sure you got
the spelling right?
I mean, you usually have
trouble with parking tickets.
(chuckling)
- Hooker, says here that
an unidentified police officer
who Senator Grayle
stopped to chat with
probably prevented
his being k*lled.
You keeping secrets
from us again?
- It's in my report
on your desk.
- Come on, humor me.
- Well, Stuart Grayle and
I went to college together.
We played football,
chased girls.
He was a hero to
everybody, he went into law,
got into politics
and I became a cop.
We stayed in touch with
each other for a while
and then we lost
contact, end of story.
- Not quite but it does
help explain a call that I got
from the chief a
few minutes ago.
Well, how do you
feel about Hawaii?
- Great onions, great
potato chips, why?
- Well, the Senator's
requested you for special duty
for the duration of
his stay in Honolulu.
- Bodyguard?
- Personal security.
- A bodyguard, come on.
Pete, that's not my
style, you know that.
- Well, tell it to the chief.
He's already assigned
you Corrigan as your partner
and Sheridan for personal
assignment to Mrs. Grayle
and the Hawaii
Police will cooperate.
- Hawaii, on the house?
(chuckling) No
objections from me.
- He's your friend,
he needs protection.
- And you need a tan, right?
- Exactly.
Was there something
you wanted to say?
- Pack your bikini, blue eyes.
(airplane engine roaring)
- Welcome to Hawaii,
Sergeant, I'm Tim Braddock.
This is Howie
Palanoma, hotel security.
- Hey, how is it?
- Senator Grayle
asked us to meet you.
- Uh, this is Officer Stacy
Sheridan, Jim Corrigan.
- Hi there.
- Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you.
- Your cars right over here.
- Can't complain
about the service.
- It's gonna be nice having
you with us, very nice.
- Thank you.
- Oh, let me get
your luggage, tickets?
- Yeah, right here.
- Sgt. Hooker, you gave a
seminar at UCLA last year.
I was taking some police
science classes in college.
Top stuff, man, aww yeah,
gonna be great working with you.
- Well, thank you.
- [Howie] Um, I'll
get your luggage.
- You're here five minutes
and you're already a celebrity.
- Of course.
(light dramatic rock music)
- [Howie] Wanna see
where the action will be
when the Senator's
making his speech?
- [Hooker] Right down
to work, hey Howie?
- Hey, I know that's how
you want it done, Sergeant,
and I am on the case.
- You gotta be
kidding, piece of cake?
All we need is an army
to secure this place.
- Hooker, you did say we're
getting local backup, right?
- Howie?
- [Howie] You
got it Frank, yeah?
- [Hooker] Who are
we working with?
- Gus Kalioki, Hawaii Metro,
he's a detective sergeant,
tough guy, man, mean, ooh!
- Sounds like my kinda guy.
- Well, he already doesn't
like you much, yeah?
He thinks he ought to be
in charge instead of you.
Heard him tell the Senator so.
- Welcome to paradise.
(light dramatic music)
- You're looking but I bet
you're not seeing anything.
- That's very
perceptive of you, Stuart.
- Look, I know this
routine is rough on you
but it's part of being
a senator's wife.
It'd make things
a lot easier on me
if you just warm
up a little bit.
- I know how to carry out
my wifely public image.
Don't worry about that, Senator.
Just remember, this
island is my family's home.
They have great pride
and aren't respected.
Don't shame them with
some cheap little affair
with some hotel maid.
- Don't get started on that
again, give me a break, huh?
- Senator, Sgt. h**ker's here.
- Thank you, Carol.
Hooker, ha ha,
welcome to Hawaii.
- [Hooker] Thank you, Stuart.
- Carol, would you and
Harry check out my schedule
with the desk
downstairs, please?
You know, things got all hectic
down at the Federal Building.
I don't think you
ever met Barbara.
- Hello.
- Hello.
You probably saved my
husband's life, Sgt. Hooker.
All I can say is thank you.
- I'm glad it worked
out that way.
- I know you two have a lot to
talk about, please excuse me.
- Anything new on the dead
man at the Federal Building?
- They're doing an autopsy.
Forensics have
gone to work on it,
they'll let me know if
anything transpires.
- My people asked your captain
some pretty tough
questions about you.
- It's all true, overdrawn
on my bank account,
too much behind on my alimony.
(chuckling)
- And you gave up
your detective shield
to go back into a
black and white?
What kind of a move was that?
- I don't know, maybe
not as dumb as you
single-handedly
taking on terrorism?
- Maybe that's just
self-preservation.
Anyway, I believe
in what I'm doing
and if it happens to be good
politics right now, so be it.
What do you think of my bill?
- Bottom line, it's search
and destroy, isn't it?
- Ah, no, that's an
oversimplification.
We've gotta hit those
t*rrorists where it hurts.
Economic sanctions,
cutting off arms sales,
that's not gonna do anything.
You know, strange
as it may seem,
I never really
personalized my stand
until what happened
at that Federal Building.
That's why I asked for you,
you're the best cop I know.
- What about the FBI?
- I wanted someone I could
trust on a more personal level.
I know we've kind of
lost touch over the years
but I knew when I asked for you,
you'd help out an old friend.
There's not a hell
of a lot of difference
between politics, police
work, both blood sports.
Play the game, you
gotta pay the price.
- Well, you can
keep the politics.
My job is to keep
you and your wife alive
and to do that, I'm gonna
have to know everything you do
before you do it.
- That same old
Hooker, (chuckling)
found where you belong, right?
- Well, I found
where I was needed,
where I might do something,
something that I
think is important.
- Yeah, we used to talk
about that, didn't we?
How we were gonna
change the system,
redistribute the
wealth, remember?
- Yeah, we forgot
our backup plan
to marry rich wives in case.
(laughing)
- Boy, we were some kind of
combination, Hooker to Grayle.
Remember the Cal game?
Four touchdowns and all
those pretty girls after us.
- All those pretty girls.
- Think you could
still toss a football?
- Think you can still catch one?
- Well, let's find out.
- No, wait, wait.
- Hey, hey, come on, right here.
- Wait, give me that ball.
- Go on, you run the point.
- Ahh, if he had my glue
fingers, he woulda had it.
- Wait a minute,
I've got work to do.
- Okay, when we
go back to my hotel,
I'll go over my itinerary
with you but dog gone it,
it's more than good to
see you again, Hooker.
You know, I don't want
you to think about this
as a temporary assignment,
we could go all the way together.
Now, think about that, pal,
because I am going to the game.
(laughing)
(upbeat rock music)
(chattering)
- [Man] What do
you report, Makio?
- The policeman who
interfered at the Federal Building
is at the hotel with
the Senator now.
- That is a small prize.
He should have d*ed in shame
with the foolish,
young Ashikura.
- I'm prepared to
reclaim our honor.
- There will be time for that.
Meanwhile, we received
telephone call from our employer.
There's an important
change in our plans.
- Do I have a part to play?
- Your part is to
hide this in the place
where the Senator will talk
and then I'll need proof
of your marksmanship.
(speaking in foreign language)
(mystical music)
(light dramatic music)
- Uh Jim, you stay
with the guest list,
do a background check on
everyone, all the local radicals,
extremists, anybody
who's ever made threats
against elected officials.
- Don't forget about the dead
man at the Federal Building.
You still haven't said
anything about him.
(mumbling)
- Neemee nonaka ne eeri.
- Gee, was it something
I said, Hooker?
- What?
- Neemee nonaka
ne eeri, it's Japanese.
- For what?
- For stick it in your ear.
(chuckling)
- Terrific clue, Hooker.
Next time I see Citizen Kane,
would you come along so you
could explain Rosebud to me?
- Uh, I didn't make
you look bad, did I?
I mean, I can't help
it if I know Japanese.
- Do you have to be so young
and so eager all the time?
- [Howie] I can tone the eager
down but young, I'm stuck.
- Like we are with you.
- Hey, I'm your shadow, Hooker.
At the feet of the
master, you rock, I roll.
- Wonderful, where's Kalioki?
- Didn't I tell you I already
sent an application in
to the LCPD Academy?
- Why would you
wanna leave here?
- [Howie] Hey, I figured I
might end up working with you.
Wouldn't that be a kick?
(door slams)
- Come into the office
and you kick it over
like it's your own operation.
- I was told you'd cooperate.
I'm having trouble
requisitioning paper clips.
- That's because things
get done around here
when I approve them, Sergeant.
I guess you might say I'm
in charge of tourists now.
- We'll try not to
steal the towels.
In the meantime, here's a list
of what I need, and stand by.
- Sure.
Two sn*pers, a SWAT
team, a chopper?
Where the hell do you think
you are, brother, Vietnam?
- Well, do I get it or don't I?
- [Marioki] I'll take it
up with the captain.
- You do that.
- Hooker, let me
square something.
You're not in L.A. or Chicago.
We run a tight
ship here, mister.
- Does that include
stopping terrorism?
- There's never
been any activity here
and that's 'cause we
know what we're doing.
- But you're not responsible
for Senator Grayle's life, I am.
- Don't push it, Hooker.
(yelling)
- I knew they'd like each other.
- Why don't we make
this a little more interesting.
- I thought it was interesting.
- See those rocks down there?
The one who gets there
last buys the winner a round.
Hey, wait a minute, there's
an election coming up.
Are you voting for me?
- [Hooker] Well, I did last
year, at least I think I did.
All you politicians are
beginning to sound and look alike.
- Ha ha, if I win,
I get your vote.
(light dramatic music)
(horse neighing loudly)
Ha ha, looks like I get your
vote, the drinks are on you.
- The hell were you doing?
- Nice guys finish
last, you know that.
- Was it worth it?
- Winning is always worth it.
Come on, you've taken
worse falls than that
on a football field.
- It's not me I'm
thinking about.
It's the horse, his leg.
- You wanna stay with him?
I'll get a trainer here in
five minutes, he'll be okay.
(dramatic music)
Is this the life?
(chuckling)
Better than jockeying a
black and white in the ghetto?
- [Hooker] I don't know, Stuart.
Jockeying a black and white
through the ghetto can be fun.
- [Stuart] Hello, ladies.
- [John] Stuart?
- [Stuart] John, here's the
guy I was telling you about.
He could thread a needle
with a football from 50 yards.
- [John] John McAllister,
Stuart's been telling me
nothing but good
things about you.
- [Hooker] You know these
politicians, how they exaggerate.
- Oh, not this one, no siree.
Stuart, you see that fat cat
down there at
the end of the bar?
Well, just meeting you is
gonna make him lower his guard
so much that I'm gonna take
a piece of prime waterfront
away from him at my price.
- Did I forget to tell
you that my father-in-law
is also a pirate?
- Nevermind that now, come on.
I want you to
soften him up for me.
Hooker, the place is yours,
just make yourself comfortable.
- But leave some
of the ladies for me.
(chuckling)
(chattering)
(chattering)
- Hooker, we're about to have
a security check run through
at the hotel.
- Good, how's Howie doing?
- He's on top of
things like a lid.
- Believe it, like
white on rice, Hooker.
- Stacy's with Mrs. Grayle.
- Hooker, I was with Mrs.
Grayle, she ditched me.
I don't think she likes
me tagging along.
(waves lightly crashing)
- Why aren't you enjoying
your guests, Barbara?
- His guests, mother, not mine.
- You're married to a
powerful man, like I am.
We must have the courage
and sometimes the ability to
look happy when we are not.
Do you understand?
- Yes.
- Forgive me, I
didn't mean to intrude.
- Not at all.
From here, you can see Pali,
that's where Kamehameha
fought his great battle.
They say that his enemies
threw themselves off a cliff
rather than surrender.
- [Hooker] You love
the islands, don't you?
- Yes, I belong here,
you understand?
- Yes, I think I do.
What about Stuart?
- Stuart is more
interested in people.
- I know the lack of
privacy is unsettling
but I must insist that one
of us be with you at all times.
(elevator bell dings)
(laughing)
- You're gonna make
me late, you're so bad.
(laughing)
- I will leave you
here, Sergeant.
I hope you don't mind.
(light dramatic music)
I asked you to be discrete.
- What are you talking about?
- You said you had
to come back early
to go over notes
for your speech.
- So I did.
- You're not as good a
liar a you used to be, Stuart,
and not nearly as careful.
- You know, one of these
days you're gonna push me
just a little bit too far.
- Tell my father you said that
and he might cut
off your allowance.
- Yes, this is the
Senator's first trip to Hawaii
and he's enjoying himself
very much, however,
he is here for the
purpose of creating...
(chattering)
- Tim, you all set?
- Yeah, looks good here.
- Stacy?
(crowd applauding)
- The Senator and
his wife are here now.
They're going onstage.
(crowd cheering loudly)
- Hey, Hooker, I think
I've got something.
I'm gonna check it out.
Something's wrong.
- I'm on my way.
(g*n f*ring)
(yelling)
(g*n fires)
(dramatic music)
(tires screeching)
(horn honking)
(tires screeching)
(tires screeching)
(banging loudly)
(chattering)
- [Stacy] Is everyone okay?
- Well, the Senator's fine
but Mrs. Grayle
had to be sedated.
- A woman was k*lled,
so they were both lucky.
Now, do you have
enough security up there?
- Yeah, if there's a
problem, I'll give you a call.
I was worried about you.
- I can handle it, thank you.
- Okay.
- What happened?
- He got away.
Any prints?
- Yeah, maybe.
Mostly smudged, the w*apon's
a special job, custom-built.
It's gonna give
us a hell of a time
trying to trace it down.
What about the suspect?
- Your men have got
an APB out on him.
Asian, 30, not much to go on.
- Hooker, Hooker, I
saw him, I saw him,
the guy who did the sh**ting,
I'd know him anywhere.
I got a thing for faces.
- Hey, settle down,
describe the man you saw
to this officer over here.
Tom, let's get it on
the air, right away.
- Okay.
- This thing's a work of art.
- Yeah, which brings up
an interesting question.
- Yeah, how did he
miss hitting the Senator?
- Hooker?
There's something else.
Senator Grayle was
standing about there, right?
And Mrs. Grayle was over here.
- Yeah.
Make me a sketch,
everybody's location
at the time of the sh**ting.
Find every b*llet
hole and mark them
and O'Brien must
have gotten something
from the coroner by now.
- [Stacy] I'll call him.
- You stay with Sgt. Kalioki,
give him all the help you can.
- Hey Hooker, it's
out of your hands.
A crime was
committed here today.
This is Hawaii, remember?
This is my jurisdiction.
I don't work for you,
you work for me.
- It's still my job.
You don't wanna cooperate?
Stay the hell out of my way.
- Hey!
- [Hooker] SOmething's
bugging me, you want a job?
- Name it.
- That sn*per posed as a waiter.
I want you to check
the security pass
to see who they were issued to.
- What, there were
200 people out there.
- You're lucky it
wasn't a thousand.
You wanna be a cop or don't you?
- Hey, you're my man, right?
If you say it, it's The Bible.
- Then start with Genesis now.
- Got it.
- Hooker?
The coroner found
traces of a natural toxin
in the blood and the
lower digestive tract
of the man you sh*t.
- What kind of a toxin?
- Well, that's the weird part.
It comes from a
special fish, a blowfish.
It's considered a
delicacy in Japan.
- Well, that proves that
our man was in Japan
at least 24 hours
before his death.
That fish isn't eaten
anywhere else but in Japan.
- I'll get a report on
the prints from Tokyo
via Hawaii Metro,
where you headed?
- Kalioki is giving us
about as much cooperation
as an IRS auditor,
I'm gonna change that.
- How?
- By going over his
head, see his captain.
(light dramatic music)
(knocking on door)
- Come in.
The news is full of
your action, Fatyu.
- A woman panicked,
run into my line of fire.
- The Federal Building you're
supposed to k*ll and failed.
At the hotel today, you
were supposed to fail
and you k*lled her.
- Give me the Kn*fe.
(dramatic music)
(speaking in foreign language)
- At the drugstore across
the street, there's a doctor.
When he tended
to you, come back.
- [Stacy] With
everything that's going on,
I thought you might
know something
that would help put
the puzzle together.
- If you're referring
to the Senator,
I am just his press aide.
- You must know his every
move and every enemy.
- Hey, I'm looking
for a dinner date here
and you're giving
me the third degree.
- Well, I might be
interested in dinner
if you're interested in
talking about the public image
you've created for the
Senator, how real is it?
- Nobody's perfect
but what goes on
behind closed doors
has nothing to do
with the sh**t.
- That could be but
there's a lot of things
we don't understand
about this case.
All we know for sure is
that people are getting k*lled
and it could happen again.
- Yeah, well let's
just hope it doesn't.
Good night.
- Good night.
- Hey, how is it, Rick?
It's Howie, look, I
wanna find out if...
What do you mean
what really went down?
You were there, weren't you?
You were supposed to mingle.
What, oh great, you're
putting my butt in the ringer?
I counted on you, Rick.
Where'd you meet this guy?
Okay look, I don't
wanna talk on the phone.
Meet me at the same place,
maybe we check him out.
- [Stuart] Something
on your mind?
- Yeah, a lot.
Like the girl with the
legs that wouldn't quit
slipping out of your hotel
suite in front of your wife.
- Might I tell you something?
Mind your own business.
- I'm trying to, you
don't make it easy.
- Hey look, you're a cop.
You think differently.
You lean on a guy, sure,
but you follow a book.
Me, I use whatever comes along.
Sometimes it's a woman,
sometimes it's like today.
- Today, a woman d*ed.
- That's right, she d*ed,
and I'm very, very
sorry about that
but she was k*lled
by those very t*rrorists
I wanna shut down.
And I'm gonna use
that to shove my bill
right down the
opposition's throat.
- And then what?
What are you really after?
(chuckling lightly)
- A horse,
one that I can ride right into
the next National Convention
and come out with a Vice
Presidential Nomination, at least.
- You're hell on
horses, you know that?
(chuckling lightly)
- Hey look, don't go preacher
on me, doesn't suit you.
- Not preaching, just observing.
I'm beginning to
not like what I see.
- You know, there's
only one thing
that could've been better today.
If I had taken a
b*llet in the arm.
Nothing serious,
just a little bit of blood.
It's the one thing the
American public loves
better than a hero, is a
hero who bleeds for them.
- I'd like to think
you were kidding
but I know you're not.
Good night.
- [Stacy] You can
see the pattern.
- [Hooker] They were
trying to k*ll Barbara.
- Does that make any sense?
- Not to me, it doesn't.
I think hitting Barbara
wouldn't stop Stuart's bill.
In fact, public sympathy
would probably
guarantee its passage.
- Well, maybe they
meant it as a warning,
to scare him into withdrawing
it or they k*ll his wife.
- That b*mb at the Federal
Building was no warning.
No, that's doesn't
track with me.
- Then where does that leave us?
- That's a very good question.
What do you got, Jim?
- Not much, Kalioki told
me he might have a lead
but he wanted to run
it by his captain first.
- [Stacy] Hooker, what happened
when you talked to the
captain about Kalioki?
Are we gonna get
any more cooperation?
- Not unless Kalioki
divorces the captain's sister.
- He's not.
- The captain's brother-in-law.
(light dramatic music)
- I can't believe you,
Rick. (loud pop music)
selling your passes to a guy
you met in a joint like this?
- I hang out here sometimes.
So what has it got,
it's got a lotta girls
in here, you know.
He's hot for one of 'em.
I guess I was talking to her
about working the Senator's
speech this afternoon
and he overheard me.
- This is probably gonna cost me
everything I've
been working for.
How much, huh, how much?
- 200 bucks.
- Hey, he said he was a big fan.
He couldn't find
a ticket to buy.
I didn't see anything
wrong with it.
- I can't cover for you,
Rick, I gotta phone it in.
That guy might be
the sn*per, understand?
- That's him.
That's the guy that
I sold my pass to.
- Yeah, we got him.
Hey bro, don't move, okay?
(phone ringing)
- Hooker.
- Hey it's Howie, I
found him, Hooker,
the guy who did the sh**ting.
- Where are you, Howie?
How far away?
- The Ochi Bar on
Front Street near Mason.
You can get here
in five minutes.
He went into the backroom
not two minutes ago.
- Alright, now
listen to me, Howie.
Don't play cop, get outta
there as fast you can,
I'm on my way.
- You got it.
- Jim, you stay
with the Senator.
Stace, come with me.
(loud pop music)
- We're outta here.
- You don't have
to twist my arm.
Excuse me, excuse me.
Howie, I'm sorry.
I had no idea that that guy
was gonna do anything like that.
He just told me
he needed a ticket.
- Okay, okay, okay.
It's okay, bro, yeah?
(pop music)
(light dramatic music)
- Psst.
You looking for somebody?
- Who, me?
No, I'm just looking
for a cab, yeah.
- Oh.
(Kn*fe flicks)
(yelling) (dramatic music)
(groaning)
- Hooker, over there.
- Call an ambulance.
- Right.
(gasping)
- Take it easy.
- Hooker...
- Easy now.
- I blew it, yeah?
It was, it was him.
His hand, a bandage.
- Alright, I've got it.
- Not a very good cop, huh?
- You're a hell of a cop.
- Hooker...
(groaning lightly)
- What we have to remember
is that the human values
that we all cherish mean
nothing to these t*rrorists.
They want us dead and
that's the bottom line.
- [Woman] Senator,
has the dead t*rror1st
been identified yet?
- [Man] Have the t*rrorists
made any demands?
- [Woman] Will this
help your legislation?
- This is the kind of question
I think better be
directed to the police.
They're in charge
of the investigation
but let me just tell
you where I stand.
A woman has been k*lled.
My bill will close
down these t*rrorists
that do that kind of thing.
In order to accomplish that,
I would gladly change places
with that woman right now.
(crowd applauding)
Thank you very much, thank you.
Excuse me, excuse me, I
have to leave, thank you.
If they voted on
my bill right now,
how do you think it'd go?
- You'd be a winner.
- I meant every word I said.
- [Hooker] I know you did.
- What's wrong?
- Howie, he was k*lled tonight.
- Oh no, how?
- The t*rror1st he
said he could identify
made sure that he wouldn't.
- Gosh, that's terrible.
- Howie gave us something else.
The man that k*lled him
had a bandaged hand.
Make sure that Kalioki gets
that out on the wire, will ya?
- Oh by the way, the videotape
of the Federal Building
bombing came in and
something else but
we'll check it out later.
- Hooker, is there
anything I can do?
Maybe set up a memorial trust
for his brother or
sister or something?
You know, that young
man d*ed like a soldier
and I can use him as a
symbol of everything that...
- No, don't use
him for anything.
He didn't die like a
soldier, he d*ed like a cop
on a filthy street
with a Kn*fe in his gut.
Don't use him, Stuart.
Just don't use him.
(light dramatic music)
Get another officer,
stay with the Senator.
- [Barbara] I'm sorry
about Howie, I'm so sorry.
- Howie was a good kid.
He wanted to be a
cop so bad it hurt.
- [Barbara] I'm glad you
said what you did to Stuart,
how he mustn't be used.
- None of this is
easy for you, is it?
- Sometimes I wish I were blind.
- You could change
your situation, you know.
- Walk out?
Be the lead story on
the six o'clock news,
break my family's heart?
I can't and it's out of control.
My whole life is out of control.
(crying)
- I'm no expert and
I haven't handled
my own marriage too well
but you have to do
what you think is right.
- I know.
(light dramatic music)
I'm sorry for the emotion
but you've got a
great shoulder there.
- Anytime.
- I may hold you to that.
- I've been instructed to go
ahead with our original plan.
There will be a farewell
luau for the Senator tomorrow
at the McAllister estate.
When they return to the hotel,
we will make our att*ck
on the road, any questions?
You have a problem?
- Ginsu, there are
policemen and maybe others
who will die tomorrow.
This island is small,
so how do you expect
to keep the trouble
from leading back to us?
- They're looking
for t*rrorists.
I'll give them what they want.
(light dramatic music)
- Hey, what you like, haole?
Hey, I already talked
to the cops yesterday.
If you think that badge is
gonna get you a free beer,
you're wrong.
You know, to us
you're just another FOB,
fresh off the boat haole
in a Hawaiian shirt.
Why don't you just get lost?
(groaning)
- You wanna discuss what I am
or do you wanna
answer some questions?
- Okay, okay.
- Kid was k*lled on the
streets out there last night.
The man who did it came
from that back room, who is he?
- I don't know.
Hey, I just work
here part-time, okay?
All I know is some big-sh*t
Japanese guy rents that
for meetings
sometimes and that's it.
And this guy
you're talking about,
I don't know anything about him.
Hey, I'm telling
the truth, okay?
Try Hawaiian Metro.
- Bishamon.
What does Bishamon mean to you?
- I don't know nothing
about no Bishamon.
- Yeah.
- Hooker, gotta start
listening to your car radio.
- [Hooker] What have you got?
- [Jim] Special delivery
from the People Strike Force.
- Kalioki got this letter
about an hour ago.
- He has files on every
kook on the islands.
He says he knows who might
have put this show together,
to meet him on the dump
site, end of Rainbow Drive
if you want in on the action.
- Could be the wrap-up.
- I don't know, it's too easy.
It isn't smart.
- Hey, these guys wear
grenades, not Phi Beta Kappa keys.
- Well, they may
be smart after all.
If I'm wrong, I wanna be there.
You two go back to the hotel.
Stick with Barbara and Stuart.
- But the suite's swarming
with Kalioki's people.
- Their safety
is our job, do it.
- Right on time, Hooker.
That's our suspect that
lives in that bus there.
- Who is he?
- David O'Haru.
Spent a year after he
torched an ROTC armory.
Last time I was here, he
gave me a glass of wine
and no trouble but he's a
b*mb expert and he's dangerous.
Okay guys, let's go.
- Hey, Kalioki!
- Why didn't you bring
him in to begin with?
- I did but I
couldn't tie him in,
now with that letter, I can.
The People's Strike Force,
that was the name of the
outfit he started in college, okay?
(b*mb exploding)
That's the trouble with
having a b*mb factory
in your bathroom.
One day you flush
the john, boom.
- Yeah, somebody
flushes it for you.
- What happened?
- Our suspect
blew up, literally.
- Maybe this'll point
us in the direction.
Tokyo came through with
an ID on the man you sh*t
at the Federal Building.
- Anusoka Ashikura,
three arrests, no conviction,
racketeering, loan sharking,
member of the Yakuza in Kyoto.
- But how do they fit?
I mean, they're gangsters,
not t*rrorists, right?
- Right, what the
hell do we got here?
Kalioki's out there
trying to throw a net over
the rest of those radicals
but I think this thing's
gotta be re-thought.
- [Stacy] Couldn't
the Yakuza be tied in
with some kind of t*rror1st
group like the Red Army?
- It's hardly likely.
The Yakuza is a
tradition in Japan.
Their motive is
profit, not revolution.
- The question is
why would the Yakuza
want the Senator dead?
- Maybe they don't.
Remember the b*llet
pattern on the stage
was around Barbara not Stuart.
- Why would they
want Barbara dead?
I mean, who would
want Barbara dead?
- You know, I didn't wanna
mention it in front of Stuart
but in those personal
background checks
you wanted me to
run on everybody,
I came across something
interesting, take a look.
Stuart has no financial
resources of his own.
- None?
- But when he married Barbara,
John McAllister set
up a blind trust with him
as a wedding gift.
- 15 million dollars.
- Wow.
- To be paid to the survivor
upon the death of either.
- Could be a hell
of a lot of motive.
- Stuart's ambitious but...
- He's into John
McAllister for millions more,
campaigns, high living,
even had to pay off a couple
girlfriends along the way.
- You mean the
Senator's cheating.
- He's playing with dynamite
in more ways than one.
- Would Papa stand for that?
He's a proud man.
I mean, it is his daughter
that's being cheated on.
- John McAllister
came from nowhere.
He was a guy from the wrong
side of the tracks and proud.
Yeah, he'd want to keep
a United States Senator
in the family for
a lot of reasons.
- You know, if the Senator
did wanna k*ll his wife,
this t*rror1st thing
would be a perfect cover.
Nobody would even question it.
- But how do the Yakuza fit in?
- Wait a minute.
When a member of
the Yakuza fouls up,
he regains his honor by
cutting off one of his own fingers.
- So the man with the Kn*fe
and the bandage on his hand.
- I've been thinking
about Howie all this time
but that finger, that
finger had to bleed.
(light dramatic music)
Dr. Yakamura?
- Yes?
- Yesterday, you
treated a patient
for an injury to his hand.
My guess is he
had lost a finger.
- I don't discuss my
patients, please...
- Doctor, yesterday a boy
was k*lled on the streets.
I think your patient
was involved.
- Who are you?
- I'm working with
your local police.
What's the name of your patient?
- He was a stranger,
gave no name.
Said he'd had an accident.
- His finger had been cut off?
- His little finger, cut
off at the middle joint.
I treated him and he left.
- He came from the
Ochi Bar, who sent him?
Was it the man who holds
meetings in the back room?
- He is a very powerful man.
What do you know of him?
- I know that he is Yakuza.
- Please...
- Bishoman, one of the
seven gods of good fortune.
I looked it up.
- Yes, also protector of
the samurai, the god of w*r.
- And courage, the god
who said to place honor
above everything else
and to do what
you know is right.
Doctor, the boy who d*ed out
here in the street, he was 21,
just starting his life, help me.
What else does
Bishoman stand for?
- Bishoman was
one of the seven gods
who sailed in the
Tokara Bumei, a boat,
a very delicate boat.
- Boat, thank you.
(chattering)
- [Stuart] You don't
like that one, huh?
- [Woman] No.
- Alright, let's try this.
To protect us all from
pernicious influences.
(laughing)
- You're the
pernicious influence.
- And don't you love it?
- [Barbara] Excuse me.
- You alright?
- I'll do you a favor
and not answer that.
- I'm looking for Stuart.
- He's over there
pursuing his favorite hobby.
- Stick with her.
- Hooker!
Carol would you give us
a few moments, please?
What about this t*rror1st
who blew himself up?
- I'll let Kalioki tell
you about that one.
- No, I'm interested
in your evaluation.
- That's why I'm here.
I haven't made my mind
up about the bombing
at the Federal Building
but the sh**ting
here was either phony
or your wife was the target.
- What are you talking about?
- The b*ll*ts made
a pattern around her.
Not one came this close to you.
- That doesn't make any sense.
- It does if you have
a logical reason,
strong motive like
wealth, power, ambition.
(chuckling)
- I see.
My very good friend pokes
around in my personal business,
decides he doesn't
like my philosophy of life
and comes up with a crazy
idea I'm trying to k*ll my wife.
- What's this
nonsense all about?
- Tell me about
the Yakuza, Stuart.
- What do a bunch of loan
sharks have to do with this?
- The man I k*lled,
he's been identified as
a member of the Yakuza.
- That doesn't prove anything.
It was the work of
t*rrorists, pure and simple.
I thought the police
were on top of all this.
- The man that k*lled Howie
had a little finger cut off.
That's an old Yakuza custom
to restore honor after failure.
Am I right, Mrs. McAllister?
- Yes, I lived in Tokyo many
years, I know about Yakuza
but they are active
only in Japan.
- Stuart, you want
me off the job?
- Ho ho, no way, I want
you on the job right til the end
because when
you're proven wrong,
I'm gonna rub your nose in it.
(light dramatic music)
- Tell me about
honor, Mrs. McAllister.
To the Yakuza, personal
honor always comes first.
Am I wrong?
Speak of the devil.
On my way to see you.
- Well, that's a
switch, Sergeant.
- I'm looking for a
man, Kalioki, Japanese,
probably very rich.
He's respected, powerful,
owns an expensive boat.
- Well, I think I
know about six guys
that fit that description
and probably a hundred more
than I don't even know about.
- The name of this
boat is the Bishamon.
- What are you up
to now, Hooker, huh?
- Then you do know.
- He's a man very
friendly and helpful
to the government and this city.
He donates to all
the good causes
and runs a strictly
legit import business.
Like you said, respected.
- Kalioki, what's his name?
- Ginsu Nabutsu.
Hooker, don't get in
over your head, huh?
- What do you want
with this Nabutsu?
- He was at the Ochi Bar.
He sent a man to a doctor
to get the stump of
his finger stitched up.
- Then it's been
Yakuza from the start.
- The Yakuza have been
pushing all the buttons,
now I'm gonna push a button.
- You want company?
- Not this time.
This time its strictly a
matter of personal honor.
(light dramatic music)
- Sorry, private boat.
- I want to see Ginsu Nabutsu.
- No, you get out now.
- It's alright, I'll see him.
I don't know you but you
apparently know of me.
I sense a very angry man, why?
How can I help you?
- Why don't you cut
out the polite routine?
I know a piece of Yakuza
scum when I step in it.
- Whoever you are,
you're making a mistake.
- No, it's your mistake
taking up assassinations
as a sideline.
Who are you supposed to
k*ll, the Senator or his wife?
- Oh, I see.
You are the policeman
from California.
Now I remember you
were in the television news.
Also in the news
was the information
that the t*rrorists
were being arrested.
- But we know
the truth, don't we?
(laughing)
- You are a reckless man.
(grunting and punching)
- I'll break his neck.
I could bust you for
that Kn*fe, Nabutsu,
but I don't want to.
I'm gonna take you down
right into the sewer
where you belong
and I'm gonna do it in a way
that's gonna hurt you the most.
Get back or I break his neck.
I say get back!
- Yes, do as he says.
(coughing)
- You're nothing, Nabutsu.
You're Yakuza trash, garbage.
(water splashing)
(light dramatic music)
- You are dead
man, I promise you.
- I'm easy to find.
(light dramatic music)
- I quite understand,
we'll handle it that way.
At what time?
Yes.
There are certain alterations,
a surprise for certain people
but we'll carry out our
plans to the same ends.
(speaking in foreign language)
- Oh, that policeman,
it'll be easy for me to put
a b*llet in his head for you.
- Are you worried about my
honor or losing your share
of the money should
anything happens to me?
- Maybe both.
- I respect an honest man.
My honor will be cut free by
this sword and by these hands.
- Regarding this bill,
may I please get a
statement from you, Senator?
- Just let me say this.
There is no extremism worse
than the k*lling of
innocent people.
- I'm gonna run that film again.
- Thank you.
- Thank you, good bye,
Senator, thank you.
Mrs. Grayle?
Mrs. Grayle, do you think there's
enough support in Congress
to get your
husband's bill passed?
- My husband is a
very persuasive man.
- See, the Senator
is definitely in control
of where they are
going and when.
- Yeah, but he's up front.
If he hadn't seen
you and stopped...
- That's true.
- Nabutsu had a visitor.
John McAllister.
- Then there is a tie-in.
- Looks like, but
McAllister's record's clean.
- What about his
financial background?
- Well, there were some
unsecured cash loans
when he first started
buying land here on Oahu
but those loans are
from his wife's brother.
- So if Stuart ties
in to McAllister
and he ties in to Nabutsu.
- Yeah, it always
comes back to Nabutsu.
Tell me something, why did
you go after him the way you did?
- Because this whole thing
has been very carefully
planned by someone.
Maybe we can stop that
plan, maybe we can't.
- So...
- The Yakuza's a
well-oiled machine,
try and throw a monkey
wrench into it, get them excited,
mad, scared, force them and
the people they're working for
to deviate from that
plan, make a mistake.
- Like coming after you?
- And they will, count on it.
- Hooker, I got a citizen's
complaint against you.
The bartender at the
Ochi says you walked in
and you roughed him up.
Now he's threatening
to sue the city
for violation of
his civil rights.
- Didn't leave a mark on him.
- Damn it all, Hooker.
I warned you not to
throw your weight around.
The brass are screaming
down my neck now.
- What about that upright
citizen, Ginsu Nabutsu?
No complaint from him?
Now, I find that
very interesting.
- Well, I don't know
what you're talking about.
Spell it out for me, huh?
- Now, he's got a legit beef.
I threw him to the sharks,
sharks threw him back.
- You roughed up Nabutsu?
Why?
- Because he's the
man that sent someone
to k*ll Howie Kalanema,
because he's the one
that brought the Yakuza to
your front yard and you know it.
- You know
something, you're crazy.
I'm tired of listening to
your fairy tales, mister.
- What's going on?
- I know exactly
what's going on.
So does he.
(lively percussion music)
- I love the way Barbara
plays on your sympathy.
Remember, that's the boss' wife.
- My only interest in your
wife is keeping her alive.
(crowd applauding)
Aren't you afraid that
one of your flamelings
is gonna interfere
with your plans
of moving into the White House?
- Little backstairs romance
never kept anybody
out of the office yet.
America loves a ladies'
man, where have you been?
- I have to get out of here.
I wanna go back to the hotel.
- [Hooker] I can't
let you do that.
- You saw him back there.
I can't stand the way his
friends look at me anymore.
Everywhere we go, he
finds some cheap little tramp.
- Barbara, you're safe here.
- I can't play the game
anymore, Hooker.
I can't stay here, please.
- Stacy, take her
back to the hotel.
Post guards outside the
door and on the balcony.
- Right.
- Please don't tell
anyone where I am.
- Not even your
father and mother?
- No one.
I don't want any more sympathy.
I just wanna think
this out on my own.
- Call me when you
get back to the hotel.
- Okay.
(light dramatic music)
(chattering)
- We should go straight
to the hotel, Mrs. Grayle.
There's not a lot of
security on this road.
- Just for a minute or two.
No one knows where
we are, I'm safe.
This is my favorite place.
Stuart and I used to come
here when we were first married.
Things were different then.
I appreciate your
kindness, Stacy.
I wish things could
have turned out differently
for all of us.
- So do I.
I mean that.
But I think we should get going.
(dramatic music)
Come on.
(punching and grunting)
(yelling)
(tires screeching)
- Hooker, did I get
that message right?
Mrs. Grayle's disappeared?
- That's right, and
Officer Sheridan.
They left here to go to
the hotel and never arrived.
- [Jim] Mrs. Grayle's
car was found
abandoned at a
viewpoint on Canyon Road
about 15 minutes ago.
- Moki, get a unit out there.
Possible kidnapping,
put out a broadcast.
Dig up a photo of Mrs. Grayle.
- Give them a description
of Stacy, will ya, Jim?
(exhaling loudly)
- Senator's wife,
Hooker, there's gonna
be hell to pay now.
- That's right.
That'll blow your Yakuza
contacts right outta the water.
- You don't know what
you're talking about!
- The hell I don't!
How long have you kept
the lid on for Nabutsu?
- You don't know how
things are done here.
Things are done a certain way.
You don't always have
a choice so you go along.
- Every cop faces that problem.
Sooner or later, you
gotta make a choice.
- Okay look, I don't
want anybody k*lled.
Let me work with you.
Please.
Let me work with you.
- You got it.
(chattering)
- [Stuart] Any news?
- We've got everything
in motion, Senator.
- I've gotta tell you,
I'm real sorry about
what happened here, sir.
- Her safety was your
responsibility, Hooker.
- It still is.
And Officer Sheridan's
life is on the line, too.
If we're gonna
stop playing games,
I wanna get down to the truth.
- [John] You're the one
that's playing games, Hooker.
Now it's with my
daughter's life.
- Let's start with
you, McAllister.
Why don't you tell me what
your connection to the Yakuza is.
- You still on that?
Get off it.
- Officer Corrigan saw you
go aboard the yacht, Bishamon,
and have a meeting with
Ginsu Nabutsu of the Yakuza.
- You've done
nothing wrong, John,
and he has nothing to
do with Barbara, tell him.
- Alright.
Well years ago,
when I started out with
nothing but ambition, I
needed capital to buy land
so I borrowed it from the
only one that would loan it.
Paid it back but I
was in their records.
They also take a percentage,
except that this
man was a friend.
- And he didn't
claim the percentage.
- This man was your
brother, wasn't he?
- You're quite correct,
Sergeant Hooker.
He d*ed a year ago.
- Then Nabutsu took
over, checked the records,
and came after the Yakuza's
share, what'd you do about it?
- Last night, I
agreed to pay it.
- If what he's saying is true,
there's no reason for Yakuza
to kidnap your daughter.
(phone ringing)
- Hello?
Mrs. McAllister speaking.
It's them, they
want to talk to you.
- Hooker.
Yes, I understand you perfectly.
How do I know they're alright?
Let me speak to one of them.
They'll trade the ladies
for us, you and me.
They've given us 10 minutes
to get to a phone booth
on Old Mill Road,
they'll call us there.
- Wait a minute.
- I don't want you to
go either but I need you.
- [Stuart] But what can I do?
I'm no cop.
- There's no choice.
- How do we know where
they're gonna send you, Hooker?
At least let me get you wired.
- What about backup,
maybe a chopper?
- There's no time.
Check the phone booth after
we leave, now give us some air.
They'll be watching.
- Hooker, what's
really bugging you?
- You, everything about
you, what you've become.
- Come on, that's politics.
Public wants an image,
you find yourself
becoming whatever sells.
- No, it's more
than just politics.
You used to be clean.
Now I find you into
the same dirty laundry
I've had to handle all my life.
- Maybe I have reached
a little bit too hard
for the brass ring and
grabbed everything in sight
and God knows I've been a
lousy husband but not a k*ller.
- Jury's still out on that one.
- How can you say that?
You were right
there at the party.
You saw Barbara, she
wouldn't even talk to me.
I had no idea she was
going anyplace, how could I?
(phone ringing)
- You stay here.
(phone ringing)
Hooker.
Yeah, we're both here.
If you've got somebody
watching, you know we're alone.
Where?
We're rolling.
(light dramatic music)
- [Ginsu] They'll be here.
- This is a bad plan, Ginsu.
I don't like it,
we're isolated here.
- You worry too much.
I'll say hello to
your friends for you.
(sword whistling)
(light dramatic music)
- Keep out tourists,
Nabutsu set it up.
- [Stuart] What are we
gonna do when we get there?
- We'll make it up as we go
along, you gonna be okay?
- Yeah sure, fine, I was
just worrying about Barbara.
- And Stacy.
- Yes, of course, Stacy.
- Get down.
(speaking in foreign language)
(dramatic music)
- Get down!
When I tell you, hit that door,
go for cover, you understand?
- What about the women?
- We'll find them, we
take care of this first.
You ready?
- Yeah.
- Now!
(screaming)
(car crashing loudly)
(kicking and
punching and grunting)
(kicking and
punching and grunting)
(punching and grunting)
(kicking and grunting)
(g*n fires)
Stuart!
(g*n fires)
(grunting loudly)
(glass shattering)
(grunting)
(sword whistling)
(dramatic music)
(yelling)
(grunting)
(yelling)
- Now, policeman,
you'll learn about honor.
- I know about honor.
(yelling)
(siren wailing)
- Okay, way to go, Hooker.
- g*n.
- Nice catch.
- Hooker to Grayle,
still a winner.
- Lucky.
- Yeah.
Nabutsu?
- Nabutsu,
out of sight, out of mind.
- [Stacy] Hooker.
- They're okay.
- Yeah, guy you winged
told us where they were.
- You're looking good.
- You, too.
- [Stuart] Are you alright?
- I wasn't harmed.
- They hurt you?
- No.
- We almost didn't find what
you wrote in the phone booth.
- Yeah, you did
real nice, Sergeant.
- Leaves one more thing.
- Who hired the Yakuza?
- What do you mean?
- Who had the motive
and the opportunity?
Who had the connections
with the Yakuza?
Who wanted who dead badly
enough to go to an extreme?
- Do you know, Hooker?
- I do now.
It was the person
who came into the
Federal Building rotunda last
and was first on the
stage at the hotel.
- [Jim] To throw
suspicion on the Senator.
- A red herring.
Person who planned that
had family connections
to the Yakuza.
- Just because
my father-in-law's
being pushed by Nabutsu,
that doesn't tie him into this.
- That's right, you gave
me the answer, Stuart.
Neither of the captors knew
that Stacy or Mrs. Grayle
were heading for the
hotel any more than you did.
Nobody knew where they
were going other than myself
except two people.
- So the kidnapping
was just to get...
- Stuart here, to be k*lled.
I belonged to Nabutsu,
I counted on that.
- But where does that lead us?
- To me.
(light dramatic music)
To me, Stuart.
I didn't want anyone hurt,
except you.
I wanted you dead at any cost.
- My God.
- I always was
afraid of you, Hooker
but you're gonna
have to prove all this.
I'm gonna fight you all the way.
- I'll see you in court.
- Barbara, I'm
sorry, I, I'm so sorry.
- Let's go, Mrs. Grayle.
- Hooker, there's
something I have to tell you.
- It's all been said.
- No, no it has not been said.
I've done so many things wrong.
I'd like to start
to do things right.
That offer I made to you
about working with me,
that still goes, I've learned
a heck of a lot from you.
I'd like to be teammates
with you again.
- I've learned
a lot too, Stuart.
I prefer the streets.
They're cleaner.
(upbeat rock music)
(electronic jingle)
05x16 & 05x17 - Blood Sport
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Adventures of veteran police officer Sgt. T.J. Hooker, who rides the b*at with his rookie partner Vince Romano.
Adventures of veteran police officer Sgt. T.J. Hooker, who rides the b*at with his rookie partner Vince Romano.