Hi everyone, Assistant Editor JK here! Feels so strange to have an episode without a Hawaiian title, doesn’t it? Well this is certainly a one-off, and that makes it special and I am so honored to be recapping this ep for Westy’s Champ Box!
The episode begins with a funeral… for whom we never learn, do we? Well, we all love a parade, but an angry man with plastic hands is marching through the cemetary and he appears to be up to no good. And indeed he is not, his robo-hands assemble a pretty nasty looking sniper rifle and pop the motorcycle cop is a goner and the parade is over!
The credits helpfully begin right here:
So now we know – for certain – that WordArt existed in 1973 (it didn’t) but Impact font obviously did — and this is the cat macro font people! Truly a timeless piece of type-craft. Such a legacy.
McGarrett arrives on the scene and Danny informs him that the victim is old Ben Keoki. Unfortunately, Obi-wan Keoki didn’t use his Jedi powers to dodge this bullet and crap now Steve has to pull sadface and call Obi-wan his Uncle Ben and reminisce about the times the old guy would fix him up a side of rice and teach him how with great power comes great responsibility.
Chin & Kono find the bullet casing with Keoki’s name on it. Guess we’re looking for someone who knows the names of the people he wants to kill. I want to start with the person who thought it was a good idea to keep all the credits in 50-point bright yellow font. The camera is swinging around like it’s been drinking and I kinda wish I had been as well. Oops.
Steve interviews Keoki’s partner Ookala – and wasn’t that a fun name to hear pronounced 15 different ways by the various cast members? But he doesn’t learn much besides the fact that Keoki was a great guy who didn’t waste money on driving lessons, instead scamming free ones off Poppa McG back in the day.
More helpful is Chin Ho, who has diagrammed the snipers’ shot, leading Steve to surmise that the killer will kill again. So again we visit our killer, but he’s not killing anyone! He’s making a warm beverage on this frosty Hawaiian morning… or demonstrating how his plastic hands won’t melt when exposed to extreme heat. Viewers choice!
Our baddie’s police scanner chirps away happily as he sits and carves a new bullet, this one with the letter “O.”