All language subtitles for Hawaii 5-O s11e20 The Skyline Killer.eng

[SCREAMING]

Well, I'm not the only writer
on this investigation.

No, but you're the only one who pulled
a stunt like that.

How many more young women will die
before we find this maniac?

- Hello.
- You wanted proof?

Go to the Bluett Towers.

I warned you.

You inflated this maniac's ego.

You started him dreaming
of making millions.

[ALARM CLOCK RINGING]

[SCREAMING]

[POLICE SIREN WAILING]

See how the guys on the roof
are doing now, huh?

- What have we got, Danno?
- Another one, Steve.

- Same as the others?
- Looks that way.

- Who's the victim?
- Erin Black, 27, airline stewardess.

- That makes three stewardesses.
- Yeah.

Two models, three entertainers.

Came in through the balcony again?

The only entrance is the front door.

It was dead bolted
and chain locked from the inside.

Yeah.
Fits the pattern exactly, Danno.

Down to the red carnations.

- Any luck with the florist this time?
- Said it was a man.

That's all the florist remembered.

He popped a name.
Uh, we checked it out. It was a phony.

- And the roof?
- Lab boys are up there,

but it's not promising.

We gotta get a break, Danno.
This is victim number eight. Eight!

DANNY:
We'll get him.

How many guys can there be who know
how to climb up and down buildings?

- It's just a matter of time.
- Time, my God. Time.

How many more young women
will die before we find this maniac?

- Everybody's doing their best, Steve.
- I know, Danno. I know.

This thing is getting to me.

[SIGHS]

There's a monster loose out there,

and so far, I haven't been able
to do anything about it.

DANNY:
We'll get him.

Steve, you've got to see this.
Today's paper in the classifieds.

DANNY: "Skyline killer.
Your story is worth millions"

"Write to P.O. Box 10275."

My God. That's the most
despicable thing I ever heard of.

Duke, get down to the paper
and find out who placed this ad.

Danno,
call the post office department.

We're gonna have a little surprise
for this character

- when he comes to pick up his mail.
- Right.

Are you the holder of Box 10275?

- Why do you want to know?
- Five-0. State Police.

I'm not impressed.
What do you want?

Some conversation, downtown.

Okay.

McGARRETT:
Okay, Mr. Klane.

We finally located you, huh?

Now, what is this all about?

News, Mr. McGarrett.

Your Skyline Killer
is news all over the world.

And I'm not the only writer
on this investigation.

No, but you're the only one
who pulled a stunt like that.

He may not answer.

But if he does,

how are you gonna sort him out
from the crazies,

I guarantee you,
will answer that ad?

My reporter's instinct never fails me.

Yeah? Well, I think it failed you
on this case.

I am well aware of your reputation
and your penchant for theatrics.

But I will not have you turning
this investigation

into some kind of freak show.

Even in a beautiful place like Hawaii,

cops are stamped
from the same mold.

Mr. McGarrett, have you ever heard
of the first amendment

to the Constitution?

The one that guarantees
the freedom of the press?

And did you ever hear
of obstruction of justice, Mr. Klane?

Many times and in many states.

The Skyline Killer is news
and I intend to do everything, legally,

within my power to get his story.

Okay, since we're discussing legalities,
you understand that you are obligated,

by law, to provide me
with every piece of evidence

which might be pertinent
to this case.

I think we may have
a difference of opinions

as to what my obligations
under the law are.

Very well, then let me, uh,
clarify them for you.

Any contact,
and I repeat, any contact,

by letter, phone or in person,
that you may have with this monster,

I want to know about it immediately.

Now, is that clear?

I can't do that, McGarrett.

Any conversation between myself
and any potential news source

is confidential
until I decide how important it is.

- Until you decide?
- Don't worry.

Anything I can tell you, I will.

I'm just as anxious as you are
to get this nut off the streets.

Then why do I get
the distinct impression

that we're working
at cross purposes?

Because you're accustomed
to being the law,

and not having to work within it.

You're walking a tightrope, Mr. Klane.
Be careful.

Because if you fall off
on the wrong side,

I'll be waiting to catch you.

I wouldn't have it any other way.

Well, maybe we'll change your mind.

I'm gonna keep these letters.

Now, technically you can't.

They were acquired through
an illegal search of my person.

But I would have given them
to you anyway.

Okay. Thank you very much.
I'll see that you get copies.

That's the least I could do.
That's all for now, Mr. Klane.

See you around.

That was quite a skirmish.

What's wrong?

Oh, Klane is what's wrong.

Who is that guy, anyway?

Oh, he's a...

One of a growing number
of so-called investigative reporters

who value their bank accounts
above their consciences.

Instead of doing a responsible job
and reporting the facts,

they exploit tragedy
purely to make a profit.

Now, in a case like this, Mr. Klane
is planning to make murder profitable

for the murderer.

Wasn't his book, uh,
Judgment on America,

- a best-seller?
- It was indeed. Did you read it?

- No.
- Well, I did.

It's a perfect example
of what I mean.

The case history of a convicted killer
who blamed society for all his crimes.

And went to the gas chamber
a rich man.

Yeah. Finally, after using all the money
for high priced lawyers and appeals.

He stalled justice
in California for years.

Now, Klane is trying to get
the Skyline Killer's story

before he's caught so that
he can write another best-seller.

Take these, uh,
six answers to Klane's ad.

Get all the help you need
and check them out.

Have H.P.D. put around-the-clock
surveillance on that post-office box.

Right, Steve.

Should we try to get a court order
for a tap on his phone?

I don't think we have enough evidence,
Danno.

So we just continue our original line
of investigation?

Yeah, I think so, Danno.

This maniac has got to be someone
with the instincts of a mountain goat.

Could be a circus performer,

a mountain climber,

or a, tsk,
high-rise construction worker.

- This town is full of high-rise projects.
- Yeah, I know, Danno.

How well I know.

KLANE:
Room 440.

Thank you.

[PHONE RINGING]

- Hello?
- You put the ad in the paper?

- Yes, I...
- There's a phone booth

in front of the hotel.

Be there in one minute.

[LINE DISCONNECTS]

[PHONE RINGING]

it's me.

- Who are you?
- Norman Klane.

I'm a writer.
You might have heard of me.

Uh, Judgment On America?

How do I know you're really Klane
and not a cop?

My picture's been in the paper
plenty of times.

You can check me out.
You'll see.

My story is worth millions?

- How?
- An exclusive interview with a tabloid,

a book I'm planning, a movie sale.
We'll split fifty-fifty.

- What about the cops?
- You're a news source.

They can't compel me
to reveal your identity.

Now, I want to ask you
a few questions.

Not now.
I want to think about this.

- I'll be in touch.
- Wait a minute.

[LINE DISCONNECTS]

BEN: I'm sorry, Steve, but Klane
must be a student of the law,

at least where it applies to the press.

You mean there's no way to force him
to cooperate?

On occasion, it's been possible to
compel a reporter to reveal sources

and privileged information
to a Grand Jury.

But there's no justification for that
in this instance.

No justification? What do you mean,
Ben, "no justification"?

That maniac he's trying to interview
murdered eight women.

No one realizes that more than I,
Steve.

But if there was some legal way
to make Klane talk, he'd fight it.

You'd be lucky to get him on a stand
in two years.

And obviously, we don't have
that kind of time, huh, Ben?

Okay. Thanks, anyway.
Appreciate you coming over.

- Sorry I couldn't do more.
- Well, you can do more.

Go through the law books
and find me a precedent

to get this reporter into court.

- You're a persistent man, Steve.
- Sure am.

Danno,

I hope you've got some good news
for me.

Wish I did.

Duke checked those six letters,
they're all from ding-dongs.

Danno, this is one of the most--

One of the most frustrating cases
that I've ever had.

It's like--
it's like trying to catch a shadow.

Well, the guy's a crazy, Steve.

No way to predict his moves.

We can't just sit around
and wait for him to get a parking ticket,

the way they caught
the Son of Sam.

No, no, Danno.

No, it's up to us to

- make something happen here.
- Like what?

[INTERCOM BUZZES]

Yes, Luana?

LUANA:
Mn Norman Klane is here to see you.

Mr. Klane? Send him in.

Yes, Mr. Klane,
what can we do for you?

It's what I can do for you.
These came today.

And since they could be important
evidence with fingerprints,

- you brought them right over. Correct?
- Correct.

After you opened them and ruined
any possibility of detection, huh?

Boy, that was smart.

Mr. McGarrett, I'd like to apologize for
not being more cooperative yesterday.

I was a little out of line and I'm sorry.

McGARRETT:
Well, that's a switch.

But, there's no reason why we both
can't get what we want out of this.

Oh? What did you have in mind,
Mr. Klane?

As long as I continue to bring over
whatever's in my box,

uh, I can count on you to share
your information with me.

My information?

What information are you referring
to specifically?

Well, as I was reading these letters,
I realized there was a big problem.

See, if this guy does contact me,

how do I know for sure
that it's really him?

Yes? Get to the point, will you?

All right. Now, in these cases,

the police usually withhold
some bit of information,

which only the real killer
knows about.

It sort of screens out the kooks
and the compulsive confessors,

- doesn't it?
- Yes. That's true in many cases.

Well, what's the secret clue
in this case?

Get this guy, will you?
You know, you amaze me.

Now, if I told you, it wouldn't be
a secret very long, would it, Mr. Klane?

I guess I deserve that.

Keep the letters coming. Unopened.

Boy, how's that for a change
in attitude.

What would you say?
About, uh, 180 degrees?

You know, Danno, the more I think
about that Klane guy,

the more I realize he may be the break
we're looking for.

That ad of his reeks
of the worst kind of irresponsible,

commercial exploitation.

But frankly,

it just might appeal
to a deranged mind.

[PHONE RINGS]

- Hello?
- Daddy?

KLANE [OVER PHONE]: Mary Ellen?
- I got your message.

- What are you doing in Honolulu?
- Ha, ha.

Well, I'm on a story, what else?

Can you take a break and have dinner
with your only daughter?

Oh, honey, I can't. Not now.
I'm waiting for an important phone call.

If it's that important, they'll call back.

But I've been waiting
a very long time.

MARY ELLEN:
Daddy, I haven? seen you in months.

Well, it is pretty late for him
to call again tonight.

There's a great place called Sally's.
It's on Kuhio. Right by King's Alley.

All right, I'll find it.

MARY ELLEN: Fifteen minutes? Bye.
- You talked me into it.

[JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING
ON PIANO]

[CROWD CHATTERING]

[MARY ELLEN CHUCKLES]

- You look great. how have you been?
- Not bad. Good, in fact.

And how's the new apartment
working out?

Great. it's only 20 minutes
from the office

and I have this spectacular View
of the coast.

Sounds expensive.
Have you found a new roommate yet?

Well, one of the girls from the office
is gonna move in with me next month.

- Then you're sure everything's okay?
- Daddy, I'm 23 years old.

- Remember?
- Just barely.

But when I was 23,
girls were a lot different.

[SPEAKING IN FRENCH]

[CHUCKLES]

KLANE:
Hmm, hmm.

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello?

Norman Klane?

Norman Klane, the writer?

Is he here?

Hang on, I'll go see.

Excuse me. Are you Norman Klane?

You got me.

There's a phone call for you.

- Come on, I'll show you.
- Okay. Thank you.

I'll be right back.

- Hello?
- Klane?

Yes, this is Klane. Who is this?

MAN [OVER PHONE]:
Guess.

- How did you know where to--
- Shut up and listen.

There's a high-rise under construction
at Kolakava and Marine.

Meet me there.

You mean now?

[PHONE DISCONNECTS]

Mary Ellen,

I'm sorry, but something
very important has come up.

Oh, Daddy.

I'll make it up to you.

We'll have dinner tomorrow night.
I promise.

MAN:
Klane?

- Where are you?
MAN: Over here.

Stay where you are.

- I like to see who I'm talking to.
MAN: Later. If things go right.

If I agree to let you tell my story,
it has to be the truth.

I don't want you changing
what I tell you.

Nope.

Don't worry.
Your point of View is what I want.

The world wants to hear
how you think.

They wanna know
why you're doing this.

MAN:
I'm doing it because it must be done.

Those tramps,
exposing themselves at their windows,

wearing those clothes that show.

Someone has to do it.

Don't worry, I'll tell it just the way
you give it to me.

MAN:
You'd better.

Hey, I hear you loud and clear.

It's your story,
and you'll get all the credit.

It's the first time anything like this
has been done before.

MAN: Don't waste your time
trying to appeal to my ego.

I'm not a fool.

I'm not implying that you are,
but we have a little problem here.

How do I know you're really
who you say you are?

I mean, you have to admit
I'm pretty wide open for a rip-off.

We're talking about
a lot of money now,

which nobody is going to give me,

unless I can prove
you are who you say you are.

MAN:
All right, you want proof.

I'll give it to you.

Yeah? What kind of proof?

[PHONE RINGS]

- Hello?
- You wanted proof?

Go to the Bluett Towers.

Apartment 2102.

Wait!

I shouldn't be doing this.

If you wanna do it the hard way,
we can always call the cops.

Let's hope that won't be necessary.

I already tried that.

- Ms. Howard?
- Bedroom?

See. She's not even here.

Oh, she's here.

If you had called me
before you went to meet him last night,

that poor girl might still be alive.

How could I know for sure
it was him?

Oh, stop trying to excuse yourself,
Klane.

That girl's death
is on your conscience.

He was probably planning
to kill her anyway.

Yeah, well, making decisions
is not your job.

I warned you.

You inflated this maniac's ego.

You started him dreaming
of making millions.

Now, he's killed again just to show you
that he's capable of it.

I thought I could get his story
and talk him into giving himself up.

Oh, boy. You really are something,
aren't you?

If I could bring her back, I would.
What do you want me to do?

When this is over, I want you
to be tried for obstruction of justice,

and anything else
you may be guilty of.

But in the meantime,
I expect your total cooperation.

There's still a killer to stop.

- How can I help?
- Go back to your hotel

and wait for him,

wait for him to contact you again.

Arrange another meeting with him.

I don't think he'll go for it.

Well, make him go for it!
Dangle a carrot.

Use some of your famous powers
of persuasion.

Tell him you must meet him
face to face.

Where do you want the rendezvous?

Where ever we can get to him.
We've got to take him.

You understand that?

I'll try.

Klane, you better do more than try.
You better succeed.

[DOOR CLOSES]

DANNY:
Thanks for the information.

- Mr. Klane decide to cooperate?
- That's what he says, Danno.

- You believe him?
- Not for a second.

Tell Duke I want a 24-hour tail
on Klane.

And, uh, take another run
at Judge King.

Tell him what happened here
tonight.

See if he'll change his mind
about that tap on Klane's phone.

Right.

- Sally.
SALLY: Over here, Steve.

Ah.

Ah, rice, eggs, Portuguese sausage,
that's a National dish here, isn't it?

Well, it's the best. Like some?

No, thank you.
I've been up since 4, Sally.

The Skyline Killer's a real tough one,
huh?

Maybe the toughest yet.

Sally, Klane told me
you called him to the phone

when he was in here
with his daughter. Is that correct?

Mm-hm. What about it?

Did you know that call came
from the Skyline Killer?

- Really?
- No doubt about it.

So any detail you can remember
about that call is important.

For instance,
what about background noises?

Could you hear anything like music
or construction sounds?

The sounds of the surf
or traffic noises?

Mm-mm.

What about his voice?

It was ordinary.

By ordinary, what do you mean?

Well, same thing like yours, you know.

- You mean he had no local accent.
- Uh-uh.

Then he was probably a hoale,

- Caucasian, from the mainland, right?
- Probably.

Sally, you see,
you did know something.

Not much.

Well, on the contrary,
it could mean a lot.

We've been checking
the high-rise construction workers.

Now, thanks to you,

we can concentrate
on a smaller group.

That looks good.

- Sure you don't want some?
- Ha, ha.

I gotta beat it.
Keep in touch, will you?

[PHONE RINGS]

- Hello?
MAN: Satisfied?

- Well, I--
MAN: Shut up.

There's a pay phone by the
towel shack. You got one minute.

[LINE DISCONNECTS]

[PHONE RINGING]

No, it's for me.

I'm here.

Now that you have proof,
when do I get the money?

It doesn't work that way.
I've gotta write something.

A sample, at least.

MAN:
how long will that take?

How can we get together?

MAN:
Get together?

Sure. We can't talk about this
on the phone.

MAN: Why not?
KLANE [OVER PHONE]: Why not?

If I'm gonna tell your story, properly,
I'm gonna have to get to know you,

and I sure as hell can't do that
on a telephone.

Now listen, if I try to sell something,
and it sounds like I made it up,

they're gonna throw me
out of the office

MAN: Okay. We'll meet at the bar
where you met the girl.

Sally's?

Oh, I was hoping
for something a little more private.

Yeah, I know you were,
but I like it this way.

KLANE:
Okay.

There's a happy hour
between 5 and 7.

Be there at 5.
Take a seat at the bar.

How will I know you?

MAN:
I'll say I'm a friend of Mary Ellen's.

How did you know her name?

I'm going inside. Call the office
and tell them where we are.

[JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING
ON PIANO]

Hi. What'll you have?

Uh, Scotch on the rocks.
And you'd better make it a double.

You're Norman Klane, aren't you?

Yes.

Well, I read Judgment On America
and it was terrific.

I just wanted to shake your hand.

Oh, thank you very much.
That's very kind of you.

If you don't mind,
I'm expecting somebody.

Oh, that's okay.
I just wanted to shake your hand.

MAN:
Norman Klane?

Yes, I'm Klane.

MAN:
I know Mary Ellen.

McGARRETT: Police!
MAN: Hey!

MAN: What are you--?
DANNY: Come on.

Okay. Is this the one?

I don't know
what you're talking about.

Come on, Klane.
Is this the killer or isn't he?

Hey, man! It ain't me!

All right, Klane. how about it?

No more lies.
The charges are piling up.

- He knew the code.
- What code?

KLANE: He was supposed to say
he's a friend of Mary Ellen's.

- She's my daughter.
MAN: I don't know any Mary Ellen.

Yeah? Then why did you say
you were a friend of hers?

Some guy gave me
50 bucks to say it.

McGARRETT:
Who gave you 50 bucks?

I don't know. Some guy outside.

Okay. Take him away. Book him.

Well, he outsmarted us.

I just got too anxious.

Any luck?

Keep at it.

Steve, his story checks out.

He's got an ironclad alibi for the time
of at least three of the murders.

I'd go back to my hotel,

but I don't think there's any chance
of his calling me again.

If you had handled this properly
in the first place,

we wouldn't have needed
another chance.

[INTERCOM BUZZES]

McGarrett.

LUANA:
Mr. McGarrett.

There's a call for Mr. Klane
on line five.

He says he's the Skyline Killer

it's him. Take it there.

Danno, try to get a trace.

One, two, go!

- It's Klane.
- You tried to set me up.

No. I didn't know
they were going to be there.

Don't give me that, you Judas goat.
I saw you with them.

They made me go. I'm under arrest.

MAN: You ruined everything.
I wanted my story told.

Well, we can still do that.

Why don't you just give yourself up?

There'll be plenty of time
to tell your side of things.

- You think I'm stupid?
KLANE: Of course not.

- But I do think you need help.
MAN: You mean a nuthouse?

Never. Never again. I'm not crazy.

I didn't say you were. Why don't you
just relax so we can talk?

MAN: You mean,
so you can trace this call. No way

I just called to tell you one thing.

Because of you,
someone's gonna die tonight.

KLANE:
Now, just--

McGARRETT: Danno?
- Not enough time, Steve.

What are you gonna do? You can't
cover every high-rise in the city.

Yeah, with a little luck,
we may not have to.

We may not know
where he's gonna strike,

but we know when. Tonight.

He just said so himself.

- What about, uh, helicopters?
- No, no.

Too visible.
He'd just wait for another night.

What about putting a warning
on TV.?

That really could cause a panic.

Frightened women are already
reporting every shadow.

No, no, no.

Now, we're gonna play
our ace in the hole.

Which is?

The killer sent a dozen red carnations
to each of his victims. Remember?

Now, those posies
could be his undoing.

Danno, call H.P.D.

Ask them to check
every flower shop in this city.

I want a list of orders
for red carnations placed today,

-for delivery today.
- Right on it.

Do you mind if I see this through?

Why?

So you can get your story?

So I can try to get this girl off
my conscience.

Well, that's gonna take
some doing, pal.

Please.

I'd like to help.

I'm sure I'd recognize his voice
again.

When we catch him,
you'll get your chance.

- Hi, Jimmy.
- These just arrived for you.

- What? Another secret admirer?
- It must be tough being so popular.

Not as tough as it would be
if they stopped coming. Thank you.

- Bye-bye.
- Bye.

Chief,
I need all of your off-duty men.

Yes, I realize that, but this may be
our one shot at the killer.

No. No.

There's no way we can cover
all the possible targets

with the manpower
we have available.

Good.

Good. Thank you, chief.
I appreciate your cooperation.

- Steve.
- Yeah, Danno?

This just came in.
These are the orders of shops

that deliver until midnight.

- There can't be too many, Danno.
- You'd be surprised.

My God. Look at this.

One dozen red carnations
to a Mary Ellen Klane.

- Klane's daughter.
- Yeah.

Can you think of a more likely
victim for his sick mind?

The order came from
a Maui flower shop.

For a psycho, he went to a lot
of trouble to throw us off the track.

Boy, he sure did.

Good work, Danno.

Hold it.

[POLICE SIREN WAILING]

[PANTING]

Hold it!

He's coming down the inside stairs.

[TIRES SCREECH]

Move this arm
away from the building.

McGarrett, Hawaii Five-0. Move it!

Put him down,
right in the middle of those officers.

Book him, Danno.

Book him.

Sure will, Steve.

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