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I'm not going to answer any more of your questions.

That's up to you. I'm not accusing your sister of anything.

Doesn't make much sense, does it?

David Coleman said there was something strange there. So did Dr. Fleming.

It's another woman, isn't it?

Diana, stop torturing yourself. It's Linda, isn't it?

There wasn't any water in Coleman's lungs.

He was murdered before he hit the water.

That makes number two, Diana.

Bye-bye.

Was there anything on the HPD wire about an apparent hit-and-run up near Haunama

Bay early this morning?

Victim was Paul Evans.

Why are we concerned about a hit-and-run, Steve?

I just had a call from an Inspector Parsons of the Royal Canadian Mounted

Police in Toronto.

Evans was a member of the Canadian Parliament.

What was he doing here?

No one seems to know.

When he left Toronto, he told his wife he was going fishing in northern Canada.

Wait a minute. Something's coming in.

Paul Evans, parent hit-and-run victim, rented a car at the Honolulu Airport,

registered at the Ileka Hotel under the name of Edward Carver.

The car was found near the scene.

The Mounties think maybe it was deliberate.

That's what they want us to find out. Dono, take Duke and check out his hotel

room. Maybe you can find something.

Okay, check the rest of this out.

An envelope addressed to Paul Evans in Toronto, postmarked from here three

weeks ago.

Anything in it? A letter?

No, but there's a return address, Linda Forbes at 127 Kailani Avenue.

All right, Donald, bring the envelope in and then run a check on Evans. I want to

know who he saw and where he went from the time he arrived yesterday.

Yeah, right.

Who's there?

McGarrett, Hawaii 5-0.

Yes? Miss Forbes?

I'm Diana Forbes.

What is it?

Well, I'd like to speak to Linda Forbes.

She isn't here.

I see. What, uh, what is the relationship?

Her sister.

Well, could have been a cousin, sister-in-law, couldn't it?

Could you tell me where I might find her?

She's working a flight to Los Angeles, if it's any of your business.

Working a flight?

She's an airline stewardess.

Oh, I see. When do you think she might be back?

Well, I'm not sure. Tomorrow, the next day.

What's this all about?

Well, it's rather confidential. May I step in?

Very well.

Thank you.

Miss Forbes, does the name Paul Evans mean anything to you?

No.

What about Edward Carver?

No. What does this have to do with Linda?

We're investigating the death of Paul Evans.

He also used the name of Edward Carver when he was in Honolulu.

As far as we know, your sister Linda was the only person Evans knew in the city.

Linda? Yes, Linda.

Is this your sister's handwriting?

Where did you get this?

Is that her handwriting?

I'm not going to answer any more of your questions.

Well, that's up to you. I'm not accusing your sister of anything.

I just want to ask her if she saw Evans.

Oh, she didn't.

How do you know that?

She was with me at home all day, all evening.

I think you'd better go.

I'd appreciate it very much if you'd give my card to your sister and ask her

to call me as soon as she gets back to town.

Thank you.

See you later, Tom.

David, darling, you're so late.

We were bucking headwinds all the way.

For a while there, I was afraid I was going to have to have dinner alone.

You're going to hate me.

Why? I had a message waiting for me. An old buddy from Vietnam, he wants to have

dinner with me tonight.

Oh, David.

Hey, I know.

I know, but the guy's just passing through. He's only going to be here

tonight.

I'd like to meet him.

You'd be bored stiff.

Diana?

Yeah, Duke, what have you got?

HPD found a possible witness to that hit and run.

A tour bus driver saw a red Granada speeding out of that area early this

morning. The bus nearly hit him.

Get a license plate?

No, it didn't catch it going too fast.

But we're checking with the motor vehicle department on all red Granadas.

Incidentally, none of the Forbes sisters own a Granada.

That's interesting.

Okay, Duke, stay with it.

They just issued them to us. You know it.

I also like what's in it.

Flatterer. I put on five pounds.

Oh, it doesn't show.

Thank you.

Even though I know you're lying.

Did you call Diana?

Yeah. What's the matter?

She hung up on me.

Really?

She knew I was lying.

Oh, does it bother you?

Not really.

Oh.

Oh, well, if you want to see her, it's all right with me.

You know better than that.

Oh, do I prove it?

Where do you want to go?

Oh, guess.

My place.

You're a mind reader.

Morning, Steve.

I got something on Paul Evans.

Oh, good. Come on in.

I had the hotel dig back through its records, and I showed him a picture of

Evans. Guess what?

Okay, I give up. Tell me. Up until last year, Evans had visited Honolulu four

times, always under the name of Carver.

You think he and Linda Forbes could have been having an affair?

Sure looks that way to me, Steve.

Well, those two's get around, don't they?

Well, maybe that's the way it'll add up after we talk to Linda.

Yeah.

Oh, by the way, Dan, do we know when she's getting back from L.A.? Duke's

checking on that now.

Let me know as soon as you find out. Right.

Yes, Luana? Miss Forbes to see you, Mr. McGarrett. Miss Forbes?

Yes, sir. Good. Send her in.

Good morning, Mr. McGarrett.

Good morning, Miss Forbes.

I probably should have telephoned instead of just walking in like this.

Oh, no, no, that's quite all right.

No offense, but I was rather hoping it was your sister Linda.

Well, that's not uncommon.

I owe you an apology for my attitude yesterday for being so uncooperative. My

only excuse is that I've always been so protective of Linda.

I wanted to believe she didn't know the Evans man.

But in spite of that envelope...

There was some mistake.

But after you left, I remembered a box in which Linda keeps mementos,

snapshots, things like that.

I went through it, and I found these.

Is that Paul Evans?

Yes, it is.

There's a date on the back of them.

They were taken nearly four years ago.

In Toronto.

In Toronto?

Linda and I lived there then.

I'm a freelance writer.

And three years ago, I came to Honolulu to research a magazine article.

I fell in love with Hawaii.

And I persuaded Linda to move here with me.

And you didn't know Linda was seeing Evans in Toronto?

I never heard of the man until yesterday.

Linda never told me about him.

Oh, but that's not unusual.

Linda never speaks about the men she sees.

Mr. McGarrett, there's something you should know before you talk to Linda.

What is that?

She has a problem, a psychological problem.

In what way?

Periodic lapses of memory, a form of amnesia.

Has she had any treatment for it?

Oh, she's seen several psychiatrists in Toronto, and she saw one here.

Who could that be? Who is that?

A Dr.

Fleming.

A Robert Fleming. But he hasn't helped her. None of them have.

Mr. McGarrett?

It's possible Linda may have had a relationship with Paul Evans and not

remembered a thing about it.

That seems odd, doesn't it?

Well, I hope you take that into consideration when you talk to Linda.

Of course.

Now you understand why I feel so protective of Linda.

Yes.

Thank you for your cooperation, Miss Forbes.

Oh, you're very welcome.

Good morning, Mr. McGarrett.

She's been with us for over two years now.

Everyone seems to like her.

Generally, she's quite reliable.

What about friends?

Well, she's pretty much of a loner.

Doesn't associate with anyone from the airlines, except a man by the name of

David Coleman.

Who is he?

He's one of our pilots.

I've seen them having dinner together.

When will she be back from Los Angeles?

Oh, she isn't in Los Angeles.

She isn't? No.

She called in sick. A substitute flew in her place.

So she's been in Honolulu all this time?

Looks that way.

If she wasn't home, where could she be?

Maybe your sister could tell us.

No, I've got another idea, Donald.

Did you get that airline pilot's address?

Right here.

David Coleman.

That looks relaxing.

Mr. Coleman?

Yes.

Manager said I could find you here.

McGarrett, Hawaii 50.

What can I do for you?

I'm looking for Linda Forbes.

What's she done?

Maybe nothing.

I'd like to talk to her about a hit-and-run accident.

Do you know where I could find her?

What makes you think I'd know?

I understand that you're a friend of hers.

Good friend. Is that correct?

Tell me something. Have you talked to Linda's sister?

Yes, I have.

Is that how you find out about Linda and me?

No.

No, I found out from an entirely different source.

Why? What difference does that make?

I guess I'd better explain.

I've got a problem, but I brought it on myself.

Linda was with me last night.

She's been here several times recently.

Yeah, go on.

Well, the problem is that I've been seeing Diana for some time before I...

before I met Linda.

I see. And now you're switching your attention.

Is that it?

Well, yes, but I don't see why I should have to apologize for that. Diana and I

were never that serious.

Does Diana know about your relationship with Linda?

I haven't told her.

It's a little awkward, Mr. Garrett. After all, they are sisters.

Although sometimes I, uh...

You what?

No, it's nothing.

Don't hold on on me, Mr. Coleman.

It's very important.

All I know is there's something wrong there.

I mean, they're sisters, they live together, but they're like strangers.

Lately, I've had the feeling that maybe Linda went after me just to spy Diana.

I don't know how I got myself involved in this, Mr. McGarrett, but right now

all I want to do is get out without any hassles.

Did you ever hear of a man named Paul Evans?

Evans? No. Why?

Never mind.

Just tell me where I can find Linda Forbes.

Well, she left a couple hours ago, said she had to do some shopping. I told her

I'd meet her for lunch at the Mahi Mahi.

Would you mind if I kept that date for you?

You'd be doing me a favor.

You got it.

Yes, sir.

Silly darling, why should I avoid him?

Honestly, there's nothing to worry about.

Believe me.

Just relax.

I'll see you tonight.

Good afternoon, Mr. McGarrett.

I'll bet you think I'm psychic.

Either that or you've been talking to David Coleman.

Just a moment ago. He warned me you were taking his place at lunch.

Thank you. May I sit down? Please do.

Well, since you know who I am, I wonder if you know why I'm here.

Yes, I read the story in the newspaper.

Poor Paul.

He was really a very nice man in many ways, and he had a bright political

future. In a way, I feel responsible.

Why do you feel responsible?

Well, if it hadn't been for me, he wouldn't have been in Honolulu. and the

accident wouldn't have happened.

Did you see him before he was killed?

You mean this trip? Yeah.

No, I haven't seen him for, uh, for over a year.

Tell me about your relationship.

Oh, well, there's nothing really to tell.

We met while Diane and I were living in Toronto. Then we moved here. Paul

visited me a few times. Finally, I told him I wasn't interested in seeing him

anymore. But he wouldn't give up. He kept writing and calling.

I told him he was wasting his time, but he came anyway.

Poor Paul.

Did Evans know anyone else in Hawaii?

No, I don't think so.

Unless he was cheating on me.

And you never heard him telephone anyone or contact anyone?

No.

Would you remember if he had?

Remember?

Oh,

I see what you're getting at.

You've been talking to Diana.

Poor, helpful Diana.

She means well, but I wish she'd mind her own business.

Yes, Mr. McGarrett, I would remember.

I remember everything about Paul Evans very clearly, and he didn't know anyone

else in Hawaii.

Why is it important?

Because Evans might not have died accidentally in a hit-and-run accident.

He might have been deliberately killed.

Murdered? Yes.

And since I'm the only one he knew in Hawaii, you think I did it?

You do?

Well, may I have my lunch before you arrest me?

You are going to arrest me, aren't you? Oh, I've never been arrested before.

I'm not going to arrest you, but I'd certainly request that you don't leave

Honolulu. I promise.

I'll stay right here.

Still upset because I had to break our date? No.

No.

Look, I've got some bad news.

I'm being transferred.

Transferred?

Seattle.

Well, that doesn't make any sense.

Why you?

You've got seniority.

They said it's company policy. Take it or leave it.

And we decided to take it.

What can I do?

When do you leave?

A couple of days.

David, is this your way of dumping me?

You know better than that.

Well, I don't believe the airline wants to transfer you. I believe that you

asked for it, didn't you?

All right, I asked for it. You satisfied?

You like to be hurt?

It's another woman, isn't it?

Diana, stop torturing yourself. It's Linda, isn't it?

She told you?

No.

Then how did you find out?

I guessed it by the way she was acting.

Do you love her?

No, I don't love her.

You're running from her too then, aren't you? I'm not running away from anyone. I

just don't like the situation.

Have you told her you were leaving?

No, I haven't told her I'm leaving.

Well, when you do, be careful.

She's, uh... Well, Linda doesn't know what rejection is.

She proves this easily.

Much easier than I do.

So, be careful.

What you say and how you say it.

Please.

Please go.

Diane, I'm sorry.

Leave me alone, please.

Oh.

Flo?

Oh, Linda, how are you?

How did you find out?

There's no reason to lie about it.

Diana told you, didn't she?

It's over, Linda. There's nothing to talk about.

All right, if you must.

I'm going down to the pool for a swim. I'll meet you down there in 10, 15

minutes.

Are they sure it's Coleman?

Positive. The lab crew was just finishing up in Coleman's apartment.

Hello, Doc.

Hi, William.

What have we got?

Not sure.

He could have fallen and struck his head.

Or he could have been clubbed with something blunt and been pushed into the

water. Maybe he died of natural causes, huh?

I just might be able to tell you after the autopsy.

I'm sure Steve will be glad to hear that.

How long have you been dead?

Several hours.

Four, five, eight, ten, what?

Well, the autopsy just might pin that down, too.

I'll get back to you later.

Who found him?

One of the tenants, a Miss Evelyn Barlow.

No, no, I meant the coroner.

She came out for a swim, she screamed, the manager ran out.

She's up in the apartment right now, pretty shook up. You want to talk to

her?

Maybe later.

I better call Steve.

I can't believe it.

Dave.

When did you see him last?

Four o'clock yesterday afternoon.

He told me he was leaving.

Leaving Honolulu.

Aren't you going to ask me why?

I know why.

So he told you about Linda, too?

Is your sister here?

No.

Have you seen her or talked to her?

No.

And you don't know where she is?

That's three nos in a row.

Well, would you like a few yeses for a variety?

I'd like a few if they're truthful.

I'm sorry. I can't oblige.

OK.

How did you feel about his leaving?

I was hurt.

But I wasn't surprised.

I knew something was going on.

No bitterness then? No woman scorn?

Are you accusing me of killing Dave?

I'm not suggesting anything. The coroner isn't even sure he was murdered.

But if it turns out that he was, am I a suspect?

Yes, you might be.

Well, what about Linda?

What about her?

David told me that he was going to tell Linda that he was leaving too.

And I warned him to be careful how he told her because she's so emotional.

Unpredictable.

You might ask her what her reaction was.

Very well, I will.

When I find her.

Does she have an address book around here somewhere?

Yes, yes.

May I see it?

All right.

Thank you. May I borrow this?

Oh, of course.

You will return them?

Yes, of course.

Oh, Mr. McGarrett.

Be gentle with her.

Hold it a minute. Yes, Doctor.

Yes, I'll meet you down there in ten minutes. Thank you.

Yeah. Great, Linda's address book's not going to be much help. Most of the names

are from Toronto.

Only five from Honolulu and all women.

The Duke just called in. He may have something. Good, good. Check it out,

Donna. I'm going to meet her shrink, Dr. Fleming, down in front of the pallet.

Urgent call on two.

Yes.

Yes, put him on, please.

Your friend, the coroner.

What have you got, Doc?

Positive? Very well. Thank you.

Well, there wasn't any water in Coleman's lungs.

He was murdered before he hit the water.

That makes number two, Dino.

That's it, huh?

No doubt about it.

The last found near Evans' body matches the broken headlight. Let's take a look

at it.

Yeah, no doubt.

Also, the color of the car is a positive match of some paint pigment taken from

Evans' clothing.

What about the registration?

Oh, it's owned by a rental company.

Char Auto Rental from Keimer Key.

Did you find the lease agreement?

No, but I'll check the leasing company and get a copy.

Okay. Anything else?

Yeah.

Take a look at that.

Well, Mr.

McGarrett... The only thing I can say with certainty about Linda Forbes,

psychologically,

is that she is a very confused young woman with a great deal of suppressed

hostility, particularly toward her sister, Diana.

And I also believe that Linda is bordering on schizophrenia.

Are the girls twins?

No.

No, but they were born only ten months apart. Now, I'll give you an example of

what I've been talking about.

During one of our early sessions, I asked Linda about her sister.

Well, her frivolous attitude turned off just like that.

She became very bitter and then proceeded to tell me with malicious glee

how she had deliberately broken up a romance some years ago between Diana and

a man in Toronto.

Toronto?

What was the man's name? Do you remember?

Oh, she mentioned only a first name.

Peter, I think.

Could it have been Paul?

Yes, it was Paul, I'm certain.

Excuse me.

See, Duke just called.

Rental car office isn't open. He's trying to locate the manager.

There's something about this case I can't get a handle on, Al.

Well, it seems pretty open and shut that Linda killed Evans.

Why do you say that?

Well, Linda said she dumped Evans, right?

Yeah, that's what she said.

What if it was the other way around?

You mean he might have dumped her?

Yeah.

She could have killed Coleman for the same reason, because he dumped her, too.

Yeah, yeah, it could be.

It could be.

But it's those two sisters that I can't figure out.

Linda apparently hates her sister, but she goes on living with her. And at the

same time, Diana comes to see me. She said she wants to protect Linda.

But she gives me information that actually incriminates her.

Doesn't make much sense, does it?

No, it doesn't. David Coleman said there was something strange there. So did Dr.

Fleming.

They were right. There is something much stronger than sibling rivalry.

I'm going to find out what it is.

Miss Forbes?

Oh, Mr. McGarrett, you startled me. Oh, I'm sorry. The front door was open.

I left it open for the cab driver.

Oh, cab driver. You going somewhere?

Back to Toronto.

At first, anyway. Then I don't know. I just want to get away, away from here,

away from the duff.

Oh, I can save you the trouble of your next question.

I haven't talked to her, and I haven't seen her, and I don't want to.

I tried to help her.

When our parents died, I was the only one she had left.

And I tried to help.

I gave and I gave.

And she took and she took.

And she still wanted more.

Well, I haven't any more to give.

I'm through.

Why did you lie about Paul Evans?

Lie? You said you didn't know him.

I didn't.

Linda told Dr. Fleming that you did.

That's not true.

Not only knew him, but that you were in love with him.

She was lying.

Why would she lie?

Because that's the way she is.

She always lies. Maybe not on purpose. I don't know.

I'm not sure I know anything about her anymore.

But she lives in a dream world.

She makes up things.

And she believes them.

Makes up things?

Taxi! Anyone here?

Oh, coming!

You can take these two bags down, and I'll be along in a moment.

No, put them down.

You're not going anywhere, not yet.

You have no right to detain me. You're wrong. I'm sorry.

Well, what are you going to do, arrest me? If I have to. On what charge?

I can hold you as a material witness.

Mr. McGarrett, what are you saying?

I'm saying that you can remain here or you can wait in jail. It's up to you.

Take those bags out, and I'll be along in a moment.

I'm a police officer. You're impossible.

Love your work, don't you?

You're getting in some overtime yourself.

The office manager was the only one who could open the files, and he'd gone to

Gila for the day, so Duke had to wait till he got back. Hey, look.

I think you might call it that.

Linda Forbes.

That should nail it down. All we have to do is find her.

We'll find her.

She could be halfway around the world by now.

Yeah, Donna, but somehow I don't think she is.

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

Is Mr. McGarrett there, please?

McGarrett.

This is Diana Forbes.

Yes? I just got a call from Linda.

She said she wanted to see me.

She asked if I'd meet her at 9 o'clock in the morning at the Hawaii Chi Mall in

front of the flower shop.

And what did you say?

I, uh, I refused.

I told her...

I never wanted to see her again.

Good night, Mr. McGarrett.

Thank you.

thy father who art in heaven hallowed be thy name thy kingdom come thy will be

done on earth as it is in heaven you killed her too didn't you diana

i'm

i'm i'm not diana i'm i'm linda

i'm linda

Linda's alive, only up here, in your mind.

Nobody was around.

And I saw my chance.

I just got out of the water and held my head up there.

And no one saw you?

Nobody saw me.