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Thank you.

Royal Hawaiian, aloha.

Just a moment, sir. I'll connect you to reservations.

Royal Hawaiian, aloha.

Just a moment, sir.

Ferguson's the name.

May I help you, sir?

Sam Ferguson.

We made reservations in L.A.

Had a travel agency take care of it.

Party five.

Reservations? Here? At the Royal Hawaiian Hotel? Are you quite sure?

37C. What?

That's our room number.

It's supposed to be on the top floor. That's what the travel agent said.

Here. Sir.

Yeah, Burgess.

Right there. See, I told you.

Ain't the beds made?

Oh, madam.

We'll wait.

What's the fella have to do around this place, make a down payment on it?

Mr. Ferguson.

Okay, how much is it going to be?

Here.

That ought to take care of it.

We'll be staying a week.

Sir, would you please just register?

Front, please.

Please show the Fergusons to suite 37C.

I don't think you'll get any idea about that room yonder. That's your mother's

and mine.

Wow. Look

at

that Honolulu down there, huh?

Showbiz pants off Cleveland, huh?

Showbiz pants off Cleveland.

Hope you have a nice day, folks.

Just a minute.

Here you go, buddy boy. Thank you.

Sam, you put that right back in your pocket.

But, honey.

Never mind.

Here you are, young man.

Thank you kindly, young man.

Sure.

All right, Monica.

Jeb.

Rosalie.

Time for talking.

Come on over and set yourselves down here.

Sam.

How much money we got?

Oh.

Monica. You get yourself over here, honey. Sit down. Let me fix your hair.

$20, $40, $60, $70, $80, $81.

Well, got to get money, Sam.

Well, Tim and I'll start looking around.

That's my good boy.

I heard there were two in the other room.

Any weapon?

Any ideas?

This one's George Winglue. It was his place.

We're still checking the one out in the kitchen.

Any prints, Che?

Everywhere.

The weapons.

See if you can match them up.

Cash register.

Safe.

What's your knives?

He left his prints everywhere as though he didn't care.

Any readout on them yet?

Any minute.

Any identity on the victims?

Yeah, here's the names.

The owner, Wing Liu, and the cook.

Look at that.

Must have struggled for a long time before his throat got cut.

Both of them.

How much was taken?

We could only estimate, Steve.

Each night he'd put a day's cash register receipts in a safe.

He'd go to the bank Friday.

We've got the cash register tapes, and they match up the records he kept in

this ledger.

I'd say the killer got away with $250.

Two murders, two lives for $250?

Get that, will you, now?

Williams. Yeah, Johnny.

We don't have those prints on file.

What did you mean, the figures?

When you leave prints like this, you gotta be pretty sure nobody's got them

anyplace.

Somebody's got them, Danno.

If you drive a car, some state license bureau's got them. If you've been in the

service, the Pentagon's got them.

If you've been arrested, the police have got them. And in some places, if you

were born, the hospital's got them. Don't tell me you can get through life

that far without leaving your prints somewhere.

I'll get some copies off to the computer back in D.C.

Hold it a second.

Who did the dishes?

Look.

Cups neatly stacked.

Knives, forks, and spoons all done.

Kitchen tidy.

Who did the dishes?

One of the victims.

Maybe.

Or maybe someone else was there. A dishwasher?

Then why wasn't he murdered?

That's exactly what I'm thinking, Jim.

Find out if there was a dishwasher at the Malabar Cafe.

Well, I'll say one thing for a dishwashing job, it sure does get your

hands clean.

Probably the first time you had clean fingernails since you worked in that car

wash in Boise, Idaho.

Any dirt that I have on my hands, nudie gal, is working man's dirt.

Of course, you wouldn't know nothing about that laying around the swimming

pool all day in your underwear.

Underwear? Do you know that this is a $56 two-piece bikini bathing suit

ensemble?

$56?

Must figure out to about $10.50 a square inch.

It's, uh, the quality you're paying for.

Not the art goods.

Oh, uh, Sadie, Monica's in playing with the faucets again.

She's got the bathroom so bogged up it looks like a health club.

All right.

Guess I better go on in there and give her a talking to.

Look, Buster, I'm married, and so are you, and you're my father-in-law.

That's not blood, kid.

You know, some women think that older men are more interesting.

Look, we brush your teeth first next time, all right, Pop?

You better not let Jeb catch you doing that, youngster. He'll bust your arm

right off of your body.

Jeb don't take to his wife fiddling around with other men.

You creep.

Give me back my fire.

Sweetie. Yes, hon?

Friday will make it five days at the gas station for Jeb. Don't you figure that'd

be long enough?

Whatever you say, sugar pie.

Come in.

Anything bad?

Yes, the dishwasher at Malabar Cafe was hired Monday. Monday?

The regular dishwasher was fired Saturday.

Johnny Key, 26, 428 Kalihi Boulevard.

We checked him out and his prints don't match.

Sunday, there was a sign out.

Dishwasher wanted.

Monday wasn't there.

We got that from three witnesses.

Looks like the new dishwasher's our man, Ben.

But what kind of a creature... What kind of creature murders two people for 250

bucks?

Like we've ate up everything here but the napkins, so we might just as well

add it all up and give you the bad news.

Right away, sir.

She's eating with an oriental.

Who is, Ma?

That white woman over there, she's eating with an oriental.

Got no shame at all.

Monica, will you please stop chewing or I'm gonna barf right here in this place.

Sam, I think she's gone to sleep chewing.

Thanks, buddy.

Well, I guess I better get to that gas station.

Yeah, don't be late.

This bill just come to $65.

Oh, well, forget what I said, Monica, honey.

At these prices, you can chew as long as you can.

Well, so long, folks.

I'll see you back in the room.

Jab? Yeah, Mom.

Don't forget.

Huh? Your mom means it's Friday.

Now, why would I forget something like that?

I've never done it before, have I?

Bye.

Jab?

What, Mom?

You say goodbye to your sister.

Bye, Monica.

Bye.

Bye, Ma.

Bye, Pa.

Bye.

Bye, Sexbot.

Bye, H-Bomb.

Sam. Yeah, honey pie?

Next place if we get to.

I want you to make sure first it's for white folks only.

Whatever you say.

Connery?

Connery?

Yes? Why don't you put the mean sign out?

Uh, that ain't mean.

Back on the mainland, gas stations get robbed two, three times a

night.

Where are you from in the mainland, Conrad?

Oh, we just keep moving.

This young man found the body when he opened up this morning.

What's this?

Blood on the tail. He must have been wearing it when he committed the crime.

Who's Ernie?

He's the relief man.

Has he got an address?

Yeah.

Chin, let's find Ernie.

37C, right?

You send one of them little fellas up our bags, okay, son?

Right.

Yeah.

On the way up, he says.

Jab, you go tell your sister we're waiting on her.

Come on, Monica. We're set to go.

Well, shake it, will ya?

Yes, sir, that's my shirt. I lent it to Connery.

Connery. How long had he worked there?

About five days, I think.

At least the first time I saw him was Monday night when he relieved me at 9

.30. His name's Jet Connery, Danny.

He was hired Monday. He's got a social security number and a local address.

We're checking them both out.

Can you give us a description of this Connery?

Well, he's about my build. A little smaller, maybe.

Good looking.

Light brown hair, down to about his neck.

Do you think you could describe him well enough for us to make a sketch?

I could try.

Good. Let's go.

Sam? Yeah, hon?

Monica?

Jam?

Rosalie? Time for talking.

How much money we got, Sam?

Well, take a look and see.

50, 70, 90, 100, 110, 120,

and some change.

Well, gotta get money, Sam.

Well...

Jib and me will start looking around.

Come on, boy.

That's it.

Boys!

Bye, Mom.

Bye, son.

Bye.

Bye, sis.

Bye, sweetie pie. Bye.

Bye.

That might be something for Rosalie.

Could be, Pop.

Could be.

Yes, ma'am

You're

too pretty for a cop too young for a customer I Was wondering

if you still had that job opening Can you

cut hair like a pro can you

Cut the mustard?

Want to try me?

You know I do, baby.

I close at five.

Why don't you come on back a quarter past?

Another clear set, Steve.

They're not Ernie Briggs's, and they're not the ones from the Malabar job.

Danny said you heard from Washington. Yeah.

And they're not on file.

Hard to believe.

Just this side of impossible to believe.

Okay, I'll accept that. I'll live with the fact that one fish might slip

through this mesh of computers we live with, but not two.

Not two.

Let's see if we get any feedback from D.C.

Jim, what do you got?

He gave a phony Social Security number and a phony home address.

There's no Jeff Connery on record with any government agency.

He just doesn't exist, Steve.

Will you show me how fingerprints can grow on a lug wrench all by themselves,

and I'll buy that.

Dino, an armored truck picks up all cash at the station at 5.30 every evening.

Then from 10 o'clock until closing time, they accept nothing but credit cards.

So the only cash on hand is what's taken in between 5.30 and 10. What's it

average? According to the bookkeeper, between $50 and $150.

You see any parallels between the gas station job and the Malabar?

Yeah. A new man was hired just before each killing.

Yeah. And he was the only one to escape.

And another thing.

Neither murderer bothered to wipe his fingerprints off the murder weapon.

And the third thing. Both robberies could have been accomplished just as

efficiently without committing murder.

And the fourth thing is the big one.

These creeps kill for nickels and dimes.

And that's the big one, Dano, because that's an M.O., okay? Get out an

inquiry, nationwide.

Any killings anywhere in the past two years for nickels and dimes. Let's go.

Is that the silver, Steve?

There's our suspect.

So he does exist, huh?

He's got a face and he's got prints.

Okay.

We'll fill in the rest of him.

Dano, get out enough copies of this for all precincts. Top priority.

Thank you, Mrs. Turner.

We'll have you down the same time next week.

Okay, if I grab a bite?

Grab anything that'll hold still long enough, baby.

Your Coolsville, baby. You know that?

C-triple-O-Lsville.

Baby?

How would you like to make a bundle?

I know a way.

What way is that?

The old way.

The way I used to before I got busted.

It's easy work, baby.

No overhead.

Nothing but a telephone, and I answer the telephone calls, and you, you answer

the house calls.

The money rolls in, baby.

Believe me, it rolls in, and I know.

I've been in this cockamamie barbershop a year now, waiting for the right party

to walk right through that door. And you... You know.

You're the right party.

I mean, you're the chick that could get a good thing going again.

You know what you're saying ain't nice.

Baby, in a couple of weeks, just two weeks, you will be driving the slickest

car you've ever seen. Any color. Just pick it out.

Look, all we gotta do is figure out the dude and size him up and see how much

he's good for.

But I ain't never done that before.

Well... It comes natural.

I mean, it's not like cutting hair, you know. You don't need to take a course.

Well, I'll have to think about it. Mr. Rene, I'm here.

I'll be right with you.

Okay, baby.

You think about it.

I'll be waiting.

You've been working at that job for three days now, girlie. That ought to be

plenty of time to tell how much he salts away every afternoon.

Well, I don't know.

I'm just a beauty operator. I'm not the treasurer.

Anyway, business has been lousy. Today we only had about half a dozen

customers.

Well, if it's as lousy as all that, maybe we ought to check out, go

someplace else.

Because I'm not ready yet.

What do you mean you're not ready yet?

It ain't your place to say whether we're ready or not.

Look it, I got the job, didn't I?

Now I know when it's time.

Come on, let's go to the pool.

Now wait just a minute, you little... All right now, Sam.

Just let him go.

She says I ain't ready yet.

It'll be a waste of money.

I'll stay for a few more days.

Oh, now, you remind me. Come check out time. I am not paying for this wash.

People just don't take no pride in their work no more.

Ever since Houston, it's been getting worse and worse.

I've been noticing.

That's right, honey.

Don't you let them hornswoggle you.

You worry about that.

Monica, honey.

How'd you like to do something for your daddy tomorrow morning?

5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16,

17, 18, 19, 20, 21.

So she calls that lousy business, huh?

Jeb, I think you and me better visit this place.

Anything you say, Pa.

Sweet Pie, why don't you and Monica get things packed while me and Jeb's gone,

huh? It'll get took care of, Sam.

And, honey, you finally come through, didn't you?

Good girl.

She sure did.

Come on, Jim, let's get going.

I'll see you in the morning.

Yeah, I'm gonna stay up all night thinking about it.

Well, baby?

Do they come in yellow?

I think I'd like a yellow one.

Oh, you've got it, baby. You've got it. All right.

Now, poor dumb Blanche, man. She doesn't even know she's out of a job yet. Look

at that.

All we've got to do is close this place up and split.

You said yellow, didn't you?

Can I help you guys?

What do you want?

I'll show you.

Sorry, man. We don't do men here.

We do.

Looks like this was it.

Blood on the blade.

Get it over to Jay.

Miss Morrissey, Dan Williams, Weigel.

She worked here.

She must have left the place yesterday, a couple of minutes before the killing.

I had 4.15 waving set. She canceled it.

I could have been here.

You were very fortunate, Miss Morrissey.

Boy.

Who was here?

Renee.

And the new one.

New one?

The tramp. The one he hit the hots for.

New employee.

Whom she hired.

Mundy?

Yeah, Mundy.

There it is again, Chin. Same pattern.

New employee. Few days later, the hit.

Yeah, but this time, it's a woman.

Yeah.

Can you describe her?

Oh, yeah.

Well enough for our police artist to make a sketch?

Yeah, I think so.

You know, Joel might get a one-man show out of this.

We'd like you to come back to Honolulu with us.

All right.

He felt me nowhere.

Now, what are you talking about, stupid?

He was feeling up and down your neck.

I seen through the window.

And what were you doing looking through the window, huh?

We sent her.

To find out how good business was.

As it turned out, it's a good thing we did.

Yeah, so you've been spying on me, huh?

Well, this is something I'm not gonna forget fast.

What else did you see?

Well?

Jim, don't you holler at your sister.

You do whatever you want with Rosalie, but don't you holler at your sister.

I don't think they're brother and sister.

Probably married or tracking up.

Steve? Yeah, what do you got, Chin? The first decent lead since this began.

One connection of a coin laundry robbery in Dubuque, Iowa, April 18th.

$300 taken, three customers, and the maintenance man murdered.

The sketch was made from a description by the superintendent of the rooming

house where he was living for the 10 days preceding the crime under the name

of Jeb Jones.

That's that boy, Steve. That's Jeb Connery.

Any prints?

Plenty of prints, but no make.

He was one of a family of five, according to the super. They had

adjoining rooms.

Five? Yeah.

One of them was a woman, young, about 20.

Very pretty, the super says.

He thought she and the suspect were husband and wife.

There they are, two of them.

At least one more, maybe three.

Here in these islands, hopping from place to place, committing third-grade

robberies and first-class murders.

The question is where?

And can we get to them in time before their next hit and run?

Starting to break fast.

1970, New Hampshire, Vermont, New York, Delaware, Washington, D.C.

Dry cleaning plant. Two dead, $150 stolen.

Delicatessen, one killed, $300 stolen.

Fried chicken takeout place. Yeah, four killed, $208 taken.

All the way across the country. Ohio, Tennessee, Louisiana.

Kansas, Nebraska, Wyoming, Idaho, Nevada. The same M.O. all the way.

One of them gets a job, works about a week, kills everyone on the premises at

the time of the hit.

Estimated number of murders, 125 in the past three years.

Estimated amount stolen, $40,000.

If I saw that in the movie, I'd walk out in the middle. I wouldn't go in.

Dano, get out a bulletin revised to all island PDs fast. Add those three new

establishments to the ones already written.

Right.

Jenny, get me the FBI bureau chief, please.

It's just two cops driving into a gas station. So what?

They showed him something.

Looked like a picture. Something like that.

Ain't nobody took no pictures of us. Look, Pa. Jeb.

Pictures is vain.

You know, it ain't no good to take chances, Sam.

Look, honey.

We haven't even had a parking ticket in three years.

We've been in and out of 24 states.

Ain't even had a cop take a second look at us.

Why'd we get in trouble on a little old two-bit island like this here Maui?

It's a sign, Sam.

Count your money.

But, Sadie... Count your money, Sam.

Now, if there is enough of it, to get us on a plane back to Honolulu and then on

back to the States. That is just what we are gonna do right tonight.

Jeb, you go on out and round up that Rosalie of yours,

wherever she is.

Bring her on back here.

Monica, you start packing up.

Sam, count the money.

All right.

Monica, you hear me?

What are we gonna do after dinner, Harry?

Well, there's a motel down by the fishing pier.

How about you and... Harry.

Yeah, baby?

I need some money.

Money?

I need it awful bad.

How much money?

A lot.

Are you in some kind of trouble?

Well, uh, yes. Maybe, but I need this money. I mean, I could pay you back if

I have to.

I just need it all fast.

What kind of money are you talking about?

A thousand.

A thousand?

Look, baby, I don't know what you had in mind, but... Oh, but I know what you had

in mind, Harry.

And what I have in mind is you giving me a thousand dollars.

Now, come on.

You're good for it, aren't you, baby?

You're priced way out of my class, lady.

Forget it. Oh, forget it. Well, I bet you Mrs. Bronson won't forget it when I

tell her that you tried to take me to a motel.

Boy, you're really working every side of the street, aren't you?

Will you just try opening your mouth once in front of Mrs. Bronson and say,

help me?

Sit down, old buddy.

Jeb, what are you doing here?

Ma sent me hunting.

I've been to a place on this island damn near.

Who are you?

Her husband.

Uh, Jeb, listen, honey, I didn't do nothing. I've been listening.

Baby, you're super.

You found a real live one here.

Ma and Pa are gonna be real proud of you.

Yeah, that's some roll you're carrying there, Harry.

Uh, you getting the Chile money up in your room?

My room? Mm-hmm.

Yeah, I thought we'd go up there and take a look-see.

Look, my wife, my wife's up there.

She's sick.

Oh, well, sick.

Well, let's just, let's just go up and see if she's feeling any better.

Move it.

Look, I don't want any trouble.

I'll give you what you want. Just don't...

Mr. McGarrett, an employee of the Royal Hawaiian has just shown me two

photographs being circulated by your department.

Mr.

McGarrett, I know these people.

They stayed here.

Yes, Mr. McGarrett, but I don't quite know how to tell you this, but these

people, they're this whole family.

They're not normal people.

What do you mean they're not normal? How are they not normal?

They engaged a suite, $125 a day, and they stayed here five days.

Yes, when they left, they stole a telephone book cover.

A telephone book cover?

Yes, a telephone book cover.

All right.

Thank you, Mr. Nomano. Thank you very much.

Yes, yes, sir. Thank you for calling. Yes, I've got it.

We'll be in touch with you.

Mr. and Mrs. Sam Ferguson, Mr. and Mrs.

Jeb Ferguson, Miss Monica Ferguson.

Okay.

We have two faces, two sketches. Now we have five names.

Steve.

Chin, we know their names.

We know more than that.

What do we know?

We know where they were at 10 o'clock last night.

Mr. and Mrs. Harry Bronson, room 803, Royal Wailuku Hotel.

Maui PD report.

thinks more than $1,000 cash stolen, along with some jewelry items.

Steve, it's an entirely different M.O. The killer took things other than money.

Yeah, but cut their throats, Stano. That's got a familiar ring to it, hasn't

it?

Say that you're the Fergusons.

You've made four hits in the state of Hawaii.

You've committed six murders. You've stolen over $1,000, including some

jewelry items.

What do you do now?

Kauai? Molokai?

I'd get out altogether and head for the mainland.

Me too. The heat will be starting here any time now.

Okay, these islands are sealed as of now.

Chin, get over to the big islands. Take personal charge of the Kailua Kona and

the Hilo Airport.

Dano, you run herd on security here in Honolulu.

Make sure that all personnel have copies of those sketches at every checkout desk

and make sure they read them.

Ben, contact the harbor patrol.

Fine-comb this port.

Okay, gentlemen, let's move it.

Tell Jenny to get me the chief of police on Kauai.

Okay, have a nice trip now. Thank you very much.

Howdy, friends.

Come on, everybody. Let's show them that we're honest folks.

Okay, have a nice trip. Thank you, young man.

Miss? Miss?

You with the glasses?

May I check your luggage, please?

Me? Yes. Over here at the counter.

Up on the counter, please.

Excuse me

Security

Checkpoint seven code red

Something's up.

Let's get out of here

Let's go. Over there.

Pa,

he done the restaurant murder.

Jeb, he killed the man at the gas station. They both did the man at the

beauty shop.

Jeb. Then he done the Bronson murder.

Are you prepared to make a sworn statement to that effect?

You bet I am!

I had a chance to make a big twice, and you ruined it! I'm gonna get you for it!

I'm gonna get you!

That's enough! I told you you shouldn't have married her!

She's trash.

Always was trash.

And disloyal to the folks that took her in.

What's your name?

You've been informed of your rights, so you know you don't have to answer any

questions.

But I'd like to ask one anyway.

Just for my own satisfaction, even though nobody answers it.

Do you understand that you're being charged with murdering over 150 people?

Does that have any effect on anyone?

They wasn't kin.

They wasn't kin.

They was all strangers.

You don't count with strangers.

You don't count with strangers?

What about the money that you're alleged to have stolen, over $40,000 from your

victims?

Never stole a cent.

Never stole a cent?

They was dead.

What do they want with money when they was dead?

It ain't stealing when they was dead first.

Book them.

Okay. Let's go.

Thank you.