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Thank you.

Bye.

He's been shot.

She's down by the head.

I'll check the folks out.

Up here.

The one in the after cabin was clubbed to death. This one was shot.

Find anything?

Somebody tried to scuttle her, but he didn't know his business.

Women's clothes.

The dead man in the shrouds.

I thought there was something peculiar about the way he looked, but it didn't

register.

You've seen this before? Yeah, during the war. Korea.

Dubonic plague.

Yersinia pestis was found in every rat.

We have to assume that the entire ship was swarming with fleas carrying the

plague bacillus and that you and Lieutenant Talbot were infected.

And one flea bite, just one, would be enough.

That means isolation.

The incubation period is two to six days. Okay, I'm going to need a command

post. I'm here, Doctor.

What?

I got three murders on my hands, but the three dead men weren't the only ones

aboard that ship.

The table was set for six, and there were some articles of women's clothing

on one of the bunks, so...

There's a strong possibility that the others came ashore.

Carrying the plague? Yeah.

Steve, you got his communication set up?

Being installed now. Doc, all clear?

Right. Is it okay to check these bodies for IDs?

No danger now.

Good. You guys go with him.

Ship's log.

Huh.

How's your French, Che?

About as good as your Chinese.

As far as I can make out, they're out of papillete.

Anything on those IDs?

Yeah, but they're all in French.

Take these to the French consulate and ask for a translation of the log, the

sailing permit, the registry, the works.

Okay.

It's the estimated time of death.

For now, until we run more tests.

About the same for all three, 12 to 18 hours.

We can't narrow that down.

Good.

Run those photos through as soon as possible.

We got those off the belaying pen.

We're comparing them with others we found aboard.

Over here, we have clothes taken from the other cabins.

Two men's suits, both different sizes.

One carries a Marseille label.

The other's American.

Neither one.

Fits any of the dead men.

Well, that confirms three passengers.

What about the woman's clothes?

All the same size.

Here's a list of the labels.

Ben, did you get those papers translated? Yeah. And get this.

According to the daily entries in the log, Marie Celine has been cruising in

Tahitian waters for the last three weeks.

What?

Her last recorded position.

Just yesterday, 6 PM.

600 miles due south of here.

600 miles, the logs are phony.

Exactly, Steve, from top to bottom.

The Marie Celine's papers indicated that St. Cruz was to be entirely in Tahitian

waters.

If she was coming up from Tahiti... she'd be following a

northwesterly course.

But when she was sighted...

First, about here off Makapu'u Point, and we boarded her here off Coco Head.

Means she was drifting down from the north.

Yeah, exactly.

Three dead men on board murdered, oh, 12 to 18 hours ago.

Dano, check the weather bureau and the geodetic survey.

Let's see if we can find out what kind of winds and currents worked that ship

to the position where she was first sighted, then run it through the

computer to get a fix on where she may have been abandoned.

Right.

We've been having moderate to strong winds for the last three days.

10 to 20 knots.

Take 14 for an average northeasterly.

She might have taken this inshore current.

It runs clockwise around the island to the west and then takes a south-easterly

heading. How fast?

Average... two knots.

This is the best the computer could do with the available data.

So, assuming that the passengers left the schooner right after the murders and

the derelict drifted for 12 to 18 hours before it was spotted, then it was

abandoned between Kahuku Point and Kaneohe, about three to four miles

offshore. Right.

Okay, Chin, thank you.

Mr. McGarrett on your private line, sir.

Steve? Yes, sir. An update, Governor, and I'm afraid it's bad news.

It looks like the survivors from that plague ship may have landed on Oahu.

Any margin for error?

Some. It's possible that they made Kaua'i or that they're still adrift in

the lifeboat.

I'd like a little more time before we push the panic button.

I've got... Coast Guard, HPD choppers, and all available manpower checking the

coastline, sir.

How much time?

Well, the health department is willing to give me until noon tomorrow.

All right, Steve.

But if you haven't found them by then, we seal off Oahu.

Yes, sir.

We seal off Oahu.

. . .

Thank you, Papiete.

Papiete can't identify the passengers.

Names aren't required for local voyages in French waters.

So we still don't know why the ship was 2,800 miles away from home.

Or who her passengers were.

Or maybe we do.

Just in from Washington.

Leo Paoli, underboss for the Midwest Syndicate, born in Corsica, French

citizen. operated out of Youngstown, Ohio, deported to Corsica in 1969.

Paoli's prints matched those we took off the belaying pin.

Why was he deported?

He was convicted on income tax evasion.

But that's only part of the story, Steve.

The IRS is certain that he had $5 million squirreled away somewhere in the

mainland when he was shipped off to Corsica.

Five million?

At least.

Paoli has an arrest sheet a yard long, everything from assault to suspicion of

murder. But no convictions.

Not until the Treasury Department nailed him.

What else you got on him?

He's a widower. His wife died just before his final appeal was turned down

and he was deported.

Any other family?

A daughter, Teresa, 26.

Married to a man named Thomas Brown.

They still live in Youngstown.

He's reputed to be an accountant for the syndicate in the Midwest.

Paoli and his daughter apparently are very close.

Query Youngstown on the whereabouts of his daughter and get me the book on

Thomas Brown.

Right.

Leo?

I got United Airlines flight 14.

2.30 tomorrow.

It's the best I could do.

How is she?

She ain't going on no airplane tomorrow, I can tell you that. She'll be all

right.

She's sick.

Look at her.

She got to have a doctor.

You got to be kidding. We get a doctor for her and we blow it.

You tell me you got a connection on this stinking island, you just... Tamaki

can't help with a thing like this.

Then what the hell good is he?

She's gonna be all right, Leo. It's just a cold.

Maybe a touch of the flu from being in that lifeboat.

Look,

you've been up since God knows when.

Why don't you get some sleep?

Go on, I'll take care of her.

Take it easy, baby.

You're gonna be okay.

You're gonna be fine.

Merci, monsieur.

Gin, Paoli left Paris for Tahiti the same day Brown and his wife left

Youngstown for Papeete.

A meet.

Yeah.

Paoli, being Corsican, doesn't need a passport to visit a French possession,

right? So he flies to Tahiti, bribes the skipper of the Murray, Celine, to sail

into Hawaii and land him on a beach somewhere.

That he flies to the mainland.

Just another happy tourist returning from a Hawaiian vacation.

Yeah. Corsica to Paris to Tahiti to Hawaii.

And three men murdered along the way.

Paoli's sure doing it the hard way.

But don't forget, he's after a big payday.

Steve been briefed? First thing.

Kids see anybody on or around the boat?

Said it was empty floating off shore.

Better cover this area like a blanket, house to house.

Someone may have seen something.

Get Chin and Duke on it, too. And ask HPD for help. Right.

to take any more chances.

Quarantine.

Steve. Yes, sir?

Is it possible that the survivors from that ship are already on the mainland?

If they are, Governor, God help us.

Eight

seconds.

Stand by, please.

Bye.

Four, three, two, one, cue.

My fellow citizens, yesterday, an abandoned sailing vessel was sighted off

the shores of Oahu.

Further investigation indicates that three survivors have landed on Oahu.

And these people do present a danger to all of us.

A few words about the nature of bubonic plague are in order. In medical terms,

the disease is called a zoonosis, meaning one primarily of rodents. It is

transmitted from animal to animal by certain types of fleas.

What is it?

What's the matter? Tell me.

Shut up!

I told him, huh?

Just a touch of the flu.

Now get off.

I'm here, baby.

I'm here.

Leo, we can't.

I don't know you can!

Get her, Doctor!

Go, get her, Doctor!

All airline traffic is

immediately cancelled.

Inbound flights are being diverted to other islands.

All private aircraft are grounded.

All ships, including private pleasure craft, will remain in port.

Under no circumstances is anyone permitted to leave the island of Oahu.

I'll take two of them.

Ahuna, you and Sato take the first two houses. I'll take the third. Talk to

anybody. Kids, anybody.

We'll start at the other end, gentlemen. We're on our way back.

Next, please.

Next.

Take off your coat and roll up your right sleeve, please.

Not there!

Oh, sorry.

Tamaki, Brown, I gotta see you right away.

I know I'm hot, but I'm not sick.

I just had a shot, so you're not gonna get the plague.

Any place you say, you name it.

Okay, yeah, 10 minutes.

Say the man resembling Brown came to her door about 8.30 Tuesday evening.

Said his wife wasn't feeling well and his car broke down.

Wanted to call a cab.

She let him use her phone and he thanked her and left.

Did she see the woman or Paoli?

No, just Brown.

But get this, the woman doesn't drive.

Uses cabs to get to doctors.

Always use the Moana Cab Company.

And knows the phone number by heart and gave it to Brown.

Good work, Chin.

I'm on it.

Tamaki. I don't know what I'm doing here.

Stupid.

Your picture's all over TV, you and Peoli. Tamaki, I gotta get off this

rock. Two, three times every hour.

But the announcer's saying if anybody recognizes you... Do you hear me?

I heard you.

Just name your price and I'll pay it, but get me off.

And what about Peoli?

What about your wife? Yeah, yeah, the three of us.

You know, maybe this island was bottled up tighter than this after Pearl Harbor.

I don't see how.

It's going to cost you a lot of green.

I got three grand.

Paoli's got another four, maybe five.

That wouldn't buy you a leaky rowboat with one oar the way the lid's on.

Well, uh, how much to Hilo?

The big island is in quarantine.

The three of us could catch a plane to the mainland from there.

Here to Hilo?

25 grand.

Cash.

I can do it at all.

All I got now, Tamaki, is $7,000 or $8,000.

You're talking nickels and dimes, man. Forget it. Now, wait a minute.

Wait.

And the balance plus a $10,000 bonus when I get back to Youngstown.

Giro, we've done a lot of business together. You can trust me. You know

that.

I've, uh... I've dropped your name with all the right people back home.

I got him convinced that when they decide to move in here, you're the man

to carry the ball here.

Army.

10.30.

Tonight.

I had 10 cabs on the road that night.

Dispatcher and the secretary are checking them out now.

OK, I'll have Jenny keep this line open.

Hang on, Teresa.

Tommy went to get a doctor.

So just, just hang on now, baby.

Just.

Theresa? Theresa?

Theresa?

Theresa? Nice.

I bet you thought nice.

Theresa?

Men, line four. Name's Harry Stack.

He might be your man.

Harry Stack.

He's working today.

He's waiting at Pier 7. Got it.

That's them. There was a lady with them. Something wrong with her. Like she was

sick. Where did you take him?

That crummy joint on King near Baratania.

The Royal Palm.

Thank you.

Central.

Pass me through to McGarrett.

Leo,

I got the medicine.

Teresa?

You killed her?

What the hell are you talking about?

She was my wife.

I loved her.

Bet you loved my money just a little bit more.

You think Leo Paoli is an old fool who doesn't know what's going on?

I know why my allowance stopped coming.

Why you so much help to get me back in the States?

You think I don't know? When I get my hand on the money, I get a bullet in the

head. That was your plan.

Leo, I don't know what you're talking about. We think you fooled me, but I

fooled you.

When we get in the States, you get a bullet in the head. That's my plan. That

was my plan. Leo!

Not now.

You wouldn't get a doctor, huh? You'd let her die.

Back off, Leo.

You back off.

You got it too, Leo.

Like Teresa, huh?

But you don't have to die.

Tetracycline can save you.

And all you gotta do to get it is hand over the keys to those safe deposit

boxes in Youngstown.

That five million ain't gonna do you one damn bit of good anyway, cause you're

dying. You are dying!

Too late old man.

Aioli took two slugs in the chest, Steve. His daughter died of pneumonic.

What about Brown?

We missed him by minutes, Steve.

All right, Chin, update the APB on Brown.

Armed and extremely dangerous.

Che get anything from the room?

Not yet, Steve. They're still decontaminating.

Let me try something on you, huh? Shoot.

Now, Brown is an accountant for the Midwest mob.

But so far as we know, he's a stranger here.

Yeah.

All right.

Now, this island is sealed off, so Brown is like a rat in a cage.

He's got to get out.

He needs help.

So what does he do? Where does he go? To the local syndicate?

The way the locals feel about outsiders trying to muscle in on their thing? No

way. They'd hand Brown his head.

Right. But the local bosses have always kept...

Two syndicate soldiers on the payroll, just in case they wanted to make a move

now. You know who they are. I know who they are.

Maybe Brown knows, too. He might go to them for help.

Could be. But which one?

Pull our intelligence files. See what you can come up with.

Al Brazanga, reputed to be on the payroll of a South Boston family.

Any known Midwest connection?

No. That's five so far. How many more have we got?

Two. Next.

Juro Tamaki.

I know Juro.

He makes two to three trips to Vegas every year.

Anybody got him wired?

Don't think so.

Strictly freelance as far as our information goes.

Who's next?

Next.

Eddie McKeeley.

Makes a monthly phone call to a New Orleans underboss named Moeller.

And that's it.

No apparent Midwest connection in any of the seven.

All right, gentlemen.

Split them up.

Find them, talk to them, and don't waste time being polite. We want answers, not

conversation.

Boy, have I heard things about you.

Read the mind your manners. It's his problem.

Aretha, are you a native?

Well, I was born here in the valley. Why?

Dismount, native.

You got 7,000?

You got a ride for me?

Where are you?

I'm in an all-night grindhouse called The Rose.

I know the joint.

I'll meet you in the lobby at 6.

6?

6.

How about your brother? He hates you. What do you think?

Well, the whole county knows how Frank feels about his brother, Becky.

Well, do you girls know my brother?

Boy, does Becky know him.

Okay, Dano, that's three.

Yeah, Duke.

Okay.

Steve? Snyder's on the mainland.

What about Morrow?

I got a run-in with a couple of Kalihi boys last week.

Wound up in the hospital with two broken arms.

And while you're at it, you can scratch off Brazenga.

Chin had a long chat with him.

He swears he never heard of Brown until the whole noise about the plague

started. Chin's sure he's telling the truth.

That leaves Tamaki.

And he's a problem.

Ben's on him, but Tamaki's a floater. He lives with one woman after another, four

in the last six months.

Ben's got two more possible addresses to check.

Central, give me a patch to Williams.

Tamaki's up and around pretty early, isn't he, Dano?

If Brown has a contact, Tamaki may be it.

He just went into the rows of Montecat Street, Denny.

Okay, Ben. Take him.

Let's go.

I think he's gorgeous.

A chopper out of Hilo will pick you up in Makapu Point at 7.

Now, he'll set down exactly for 60 seconds.

You'll be there.

How?

It's your problem.

Youngster? What are you talking about? Come on, Tamaki, up against the car.

Spread your feet. Spread them.

Taxi!

I don't have to stand here.

Take a look inside.

Does he know Brown? He says all he knows is his rights.

Well, we know your rights too, Tamaki.

Take him in.

What's the charge?

You're standing on him.

Book him, and then I guess you better get him to a hospital.

Hospital?

Well, Brown was exposed to the plague.

You were exposed to Brown.

Chances are he made you president.

No, but he had a shot.

Tetracycline? I don't know. Something. He told me. An inoculation.

That's all.

One shot of tetracycline isn't worth a damn to a guy who already has the

plague.

By the way, Tamaki, have you had your shot?

That lying son of a... Makapul!

He's on his way to Makapul. He's gonna catch a chap with a heel.

Let's go.

Sandro, patch me through to McGarrett.

Yeah. Good work, Dano.

Good work.

Yes, Steve?

You can open a store, Governor.