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McGarrett.

Steve?

Did I wake you up?

Oh, I guess I did.

Who's this, please?

Steve, I'm...

I'm sorry I called like this.

I mean, after so long.

Cathy?

Cathy, is that you?

I'm sorry, Steve. I shouldn't have called.

The milkmen aren't even up yet.

Mind telling the governor I had me that job in college?

Frank Wallis brings a lot of new industry to Hawaii.

He's a very important man.

Was.

Hi, Steve. Chin.

What does it look like?

A burglar got caught in the act and panicked.

Mrs. Wallis said her husband was over on a business trip.

He always carried a lot of cash, wore an expensive ring.

McGARRETT: Murder weapon?

Not yet.

Doc have anything for us?

It'll be up fast,

but on first look he said there were several blows

to the back of the head.

Probably with a fairly smooth, flat object

heavy enough to do the job.

And Wallis' wife found the body, huh?

Yeah, she was walking on the beach,

came back around 3 a.m.

Looks like she scared the guy off.

How do we know that?

Her, uh, jewel case was still in the bedroom.

There was a watch on Wallis' wrist. Platinum.

Sloppy.

Where were the servants?

None live in.

How 'bout the daughter?

H.P.D. is bringing her over now.

Mrs. Wallis in there?

Yeah.

Kono, how's she holding up?

One first-class lady.

Taking it okay.

I'm sorry to disturb you, Mrs. Wallis, my name is...

I'm falling in love with you, Cathy.

Steve, it's so good to see you.

It's been so long.

Wh... You didn't know, did you? That... That I'm Mrs. Wallis.

No.

Why did you call me last night, Cathy?

Well, to... You know, just... Just to talk.

But you didn't talk.

Steve, Joan Wallis is here.

That's Joan, Frank's daughter.

Cathy, why was I...? I...

I asked them not to wake you.

I'm sorry.

Steve, find the person that did this to my husband, please.

Okay for them to go?

Okay.

Chin, what have we got?

Medical examiner's report on Frank Wallis.

Multiple contusions.

Death by blunt instrument.

Doc makes the time midnight, give or take a half-hour.

That's two... Two and a half hours

before Mrs. Wallis discovered the body.

Well...

that's enough time for any burglar

to take the house apart.

Jewel case, platinum watch and all.

That's right.

Then I guess you were one of the last people

to see Frank Wallis alive.

Yes, I... I suppose I was.

Well... except for the murderer.

Tell me about the party, Mr. Borden.

Well, it was at my house.

It was in honor of Frank and Cathy,

as a matter of fact.

Well, at least, that was the idea.

What went wrong?

Between man and wife, who knows?

Particularly when Frank Wallis happens to be the man.

What does that mean?

Well, he was pretty handy with the zingers.

Hm.

Oh, now, don't get me wrong.

Frank was one of my closest friends.

Helped me start my business.

As a matter of fact,

I couldn't have done it without him.

He's a fantastic lawyer.

But?

I've seen him go to work on guys in a negotiating session.

Tear them to pieces.

Maybe he started in a little bit

on Cathy that night at the party.

But she stopped him.

How?

Slapped him.

A real good one too.

Then she took off in Frank's car.

How did he react? What did he do?

He laughed.

Ordered himself another drink.

Then you drove him to the beach house?

Yeah. What time was that?

Oh... About midnight. I dropped him off out front.

He asked me to come in for a nightcap.

Did you go in?

Uh, no. No.

W-well, you see, I thought it would be awkward.

Well, with Cathy there and all.

I figured the best thing was if he went in alone.

So I said good night and went on back to my party.

Cathy Wallis said she was not at the house at the time.

She wasn't?

Well, I don't know, I... I just assumed.

I mean, there was Frank's car, the one she drove,

parked in the driveway in front of the house.

Thank you for driving me here, Mr. McGarrett.

I'm still a little shaky.

I understand. Oh, will you excuse me?

Sir!

One lump or two?

Heh.

You do understand what I have to do, don't you?

No.

And I never will.

You lied to me, Cathy.

I couldn't tell you.

I should have, I know.

Not telling me, you see, that was a lie.

Oh, Steve.

It is Gate 9.

Good. Good.

I've only got a few more questions, Miss Wallis.

At that party last night,

what were your parents quarreling about?

I don't know.

Probably nothing special.

It didn't take much to get a row going between Dad and Cathy.

Or Dad and anyone.

Part of being a lawyer, I guess.

He liked to argue, and he was very good at it.

Lately.

Not like... Like years ago.

Dad and my mother, my real mother.

He was different then.

But then, uh, she died and, uh...

Flight 407 from San Francisco now unloading at Gate 9.

The party really began for me then, after Dad left.

You see, my fiancé called me.

From San Francisco?

He phoned me at the party.

The time. Do you remember the time?

Oh, it was a little after 12.

I was feeling pretty low.

You know, missing Arthur a lot.

But after we talked, everything seemed better.

Oh, there he is. Will you excuse me?

Sure.

Oh, Arthur. I'm so glad you're here.

It's all right, baby.

McGARRETT: Joan tells me her fiancé is a lawyer

in your husband's law firm. - Yes.

She's so lucky to have Arthur here at a time like this.

Frank was so convinced about Arthur.

He... He knew. He even had me convinced

that Arthur was wrong for Joan.

The bright young man

from the wrong side of the tracks.

It couldn't possibly work.

Just look at them.

I'm sorry, you...

You asked about the party last night.

Our little squabble.

Yes. What happened?

Oh... it was something trivial,

but it seemed very important at the time.

It was always like that with us. We...

We each knew where the buttons were, press here,

instant rage.

Why did you stay with him?

Divorce?

Oh, we discussed it, we separated once briefly,

but... we hadn't reached that final point.

We probably never would have.

Steve, Frank's murder...

wasn't it robbery?

You returned to the house before midnight.

Were you there when your husband got back?

Why all these questions?

I'm a cop, Cathy, remember?

All right.

I already told your associate,

I, uh... I went out of the house after midnight.

I went walking on the beach.

Alone? For three hours? Why?

I didn't want to see Frank.

I heard someone coming, it had to be him.

I was still angry from the party, so I...

I went walking.

Didn't you see anyone on the beach?

No, I suppose there were people there,

I... I didn't see any.

And then... And then what?

I called you.

Went home, found Frank.

Why did you call me, Cathy?

I've asked you that question, never got an answer.

Just to talk to you,

to say that years ago, you were right, Steve.

That's all I wanted to say.

Steve, Frank was a very difficult man to live with,

but... you know me.

You do believe what I'm saying, don't you?

Get her, get her, get her!

Children, children. Not too wild.

Louise. Hey, what have you got there?

Have you been in my closet?

It's mine, Mommy.

What do you mean yours?

It doesn't belong to nobody.

I found it. Over there.

Right, Harold?

Give it to me.

What's this?

It's blood, type O.

The same as Frank Wallis. What else?

Just what the label says, San Francisco store.

Well, that narrows it down.

Chin, take a detail of men,

start searching the area where this was found.

It's mine.

Where'd you find it? In the beach house?

Where did you see it last, Cathy?

Mr. McGarrett, would you mind answering

Mrs. Wallis' questions first?

All right, counselor.

The wrap was found in the weeds on a lot on the beach.

We think it's Wallis' blood on it.

It was the same type.

I took it out before the party.

I was going to wear it, but it was too warm.

And?

I think... that, uh...

That I left it in the living room on the sofa.

McGARRETT: On the sofa?

Well, I don't see

the meaning for all of this.

The thief or thieves who killed Mr. Wallis

could have taken the wrap.

So could anyone who wanted it hidden

because there was blood on it.

Steve, no thief would, uh,

take it to cart out some cash or a ring.

Mrs. Wallis, is anything larger missing?

Aren't you having a complete inventory made of the bungalow?

I understand that's standard procedure.

How do you know what standard procedure is, Mr. Dixon?

I worked for the DA's office in San Francisco for a while

before I joined Mr. Wallis' law firm.

I see.

Cathy, the evening wrap doesn't mean a thing by itself,

but it is your wrap,

and now it's more important

than ever that you account for your time.

I told you, I went walking.

Well, did you see anyone? Did you talk with anyone?

You, I-I talked to you.

Too late.

The time from 12 to 12:30 is vital.

Now, please, Cathy, try.

Someone, anyone.

There wasn't anyone.

I was just walking by myself.

Danno, this is Mr. Ramiro. He works for Wallis' neighbor.

Mr. Ramiro spotted someone leaving the Wallis pad

around, uh, 1:00 last night.

Thank you, Chin. Come on in.

Sit down, Mr. Ramiro.

Now, are you sure it was the Wallis house?

I sure.

I come home last night pretty late

from visit with lady friend.

What time was that?

Oh, I not sure.

Maybe 1:00.

Close.

Yes, maybe 1:00 in morning.

And that's when you saw her?

First I hear nothing.

Then I see lady.

She get into car, drive up Kahala Way,

then turn Diamond Head side.

Last night very dark, but I see.

Did she see you?

I think maybe. Yes.

When she got into the car,

did you see what she was wearing?

Dress? Muumuu?

Yes, I see.

Party-dress kind.

She a woman. Lady. Tall.

Stanford Law.

McGARRETT: Good school.

Yeah, don't remind me.

Years of classes by day,

driving a cab at night, studying in between.

Sleeping when and if there was any time left over.

Rough schedule.

You really must have wanted to be a lawyer.

Well, a professional man.

In my family that meant wearing

a clean shirt to work every day.

Looks like you made it.

Yeah, I made it, thanks to Frank Wallis.

Tell me about him. Did he have any enemies?

Any good executive probably does.

Please don't ask me to speak against him,

Mr. McGarrett, I owe a lot to Frank Wallis.

Like what?

Well, my whole career.

You don't usually start out the way I did

and wind up practicing blue-chip corporate law.

He hired me, I owe him that.

And Joan?

Well, he didn't approve of us.

Well, me really.

But if it wasn't for Frank Wallis,

I'd have never met Joan.

Mr. McGarrett, you strike me as a man who doesn't waste time.

What do you want from me?

Oh, a little background.

Do you think robbery is definitely out?

Out.

Then why should I help you?

Because people you like may need some help, counselor.

Cathy?

Among others.

What would you like to know?

Was Wallis in any trouble down here?

Well, things weren't going too smoothly

with Ross Borden's company lately.

I don't know, some internal problems.

I wasn't too close to the situation

the last few weeks.

I gave my notice when Mr. Wallis gave me an ultimatum.

The job or the girl, huh?

I can always get a job.

Who gains now that Wallis is dead?

Well, certainly not Mrs. Wallis.

Cathy has a tidy fortune of her own

from her family, you know,

and Mr. Wallis' will leaves virtually everything,

including controlling interest in the firm, to Joan.

Cathy knew that.

There's no motivation for Cathy Wallis.

That's interesting. And everything goes to Joan?

Oh, come on, now, Mr. McGarrett. First Cathy, now Joan.

Neither of them had anything to do with this.

Why do you keep trying to push it in their direction?

Counselor, I've got a witness that saw a woman drive away

from Wallis' front door about the right time.

Well, Joan can account for her time.

She was at the party. I know.

I called her there from the office.

In San Francisco?

Yes, I know. We checked it.

You made a call at 12:22 and spoke for 15 minutes.

What'd you talk about?

We talked about getting married.

I told her I was prepared to fly over immediately

and get married here.

I assumed that Mr. Wallis would be reconciled to it all

once it was a fact.

And now?

Now I'm trying to help Joan forget what's happened here,

and I'm making sure that Mrs. Wallis' rights

are properly observed by everyone.

Now it's not possible, Mr. McGarrett.

You don't really think Cathy Wallis did it, do you?

Yes, I do.

Yes, send them in, Jenny.

Won't you come in, please? Sit down.

Mr. McGarrett,

Joan has something she wants to tell you.

It's all right, honey. Go on.

Uh, that woman?

The one you said a witness saw,

you know, driving away from the beach house

the night my father was killed?

That wasn't Cathy.

How do you know that?

Because it was me.

Depressed, very depressed,

but then someone at the party

said there was a phone call for me.

It was Arthur, calling from San Francisco.

And I just let it all out then.

Daddy wasn't ever going

to approve of us getting married,

but Arthur, he said everything was gonna be all right.

And the two of you talked for quite a while.

Yes, we did.

And it really started making me feel better.

I remember I said to Arthur,

"This must be costing a fortune, this call,

across the Pacific and all."

But he said that he was on the tie line from the office.

I remember we both laughed about that,

because in a sense, Daddy was paying for the call.

And then you, uh, drove back to the beach house?

Yes, because I was feeling so good.

I thought maybe if I could talk to Daddy once more

and make him see how much Arthur means to me...

But when I got there,

I walked almost up to the front door, and...

I knew it was no use.

Daddy wouldn't listen, and...

And Cathy was probably there too.

And maybe they didn't agree on a lot of things, but...

But Arthur wasn't one of them.

Cathy went along with Dad on the marriage idea.

And once Daddy makes up his mind,

well, there's just no way.

No way.

Did you go inside the house?

No. I drove back to the party and I forgot all about Daddy.

Do you know if anybody saw you

when you left the party or when you got back?

No, I don't think anyone noticed.

Why didn't you tell me all this before?

That's all academic now, isn't it, Mr. McGarrett?

The fact that she went there, or didn't mention it until now.

I don't think so.

You said the important thing

is the time of death, between 12 and 12:30.

Joan was at the party on the phone with me

until after 12:30.

The time of death is approximate, counselor.

You should know that. You worked for the DA's office.

Thank you very much.

You may go, Miss Wallis.

Chin.

Chin Ho. Yeah.

What do you got?

Maybe the jackpot.

Well, there's your murder weapon.

Samples of hair, scalp tissue.

All Wallis'.

Any prints? Lots. Real beauties.

There's no doubt about it.

Mrs. Wallis' fingerprints were on it.

It was her evening wrap with his blood on it.

She had plenty of motive,

they fought publicly an hour before.

No alibi. Said she was just walking on the beach.

Could all add up, Steve.

He came home, they started fighting again.

Cathy Wallis picked that up, hit him with it, killed him.

Tried to make it look like robbery.

You've got enough to charge her, charge her and book her.

No, not yet, Danno.

Look, Steve, this is no ordinary case,

not for you.

Why don't you let us handle it?

Kono, Chin and me?

For your own good.

Hey, sailor.

I'm looking for the boat to the monument,

the Pearl Harbor boat.

You mean the Arizona Memorial?

You're not even close.

You go back to the road and make a sharp left

for about a mile,

and then there's a right and you'll be very...

What's your name?

Cathy.

Okay, Cathy.

When you get there, after you make the right,

there are a couple of piers, be very careful.

You have to make a sharp right along one of the piers,

for a couple of hundred yards. You got that?

You're quite a man, lieutenant.

Do you usually arrange

the admiral's launch for all your girls?

No, not usually.

I'm honored.

You're a funny girl.

You think so?

Coming here. Why?

Doesn't everybody?

I have a feeling you're here for a special reason.

It's my brother.

He's here on the Arizona.

Sorry.

I never even knew him.

I was all of 1 year old.

I heard so much about him from my father that...

Well, it feels as if I knew him.

My father worshiped him.

He always wanted him

to take over the family business.

And what does your father do? Do? Heh.

Everything and it all makes money.

Can't you tell by looking at me?

Poor little rich girl, huh?

That's right, lieutenant.

Champagne and caviar and all that?

And it's all absolutely delicious.

McGARRETT: Then why come here?

To think.

Remember, about me.

Everything I've wanted to do,

everything I've wanted to be.

Sounds very serious.

It's just in here I seem

to be able to think more clearly.

You've been here before?

Then why did you ask me how to get here?

Well, I felt like company. Do you mind?

No. No, not at all.

A handsome lieutenant,

maybe someday you'll become an admiral.

Not me.

What would have happened if, uh, I hadn't come here with you?

I usually get what I want.

And when I get it,

I usually find I don't want it.

McGARRETT: I'm falling in love with you, Cathy.

Shouldn't we both have some coffee?

One lump or two?

It's sweet enough just the way it is.

McGARRETT: How about tomorrow, huh?

What's the matter, Cathy?

Every time I mention that word, you...

You don't wanna hear it.

Oh, Steve.

I know what you want, I...

I know the kind of commitment

you'd ask from a woman or a wife.

I'm not ready for it yet.

Sure you are.

I can't give it to you.

Sure you can. You love me.

Yes.

Don't you think that I want to stay here with you?

Well, then stay. You can stay. Stay.

Steve, it would never work.

I...

I made a promise to someone. I...

I promised to marry him.

Okay, you promised, but not a vow.

You have a right to change your mind.

You'll have to spend the rest of your life with him.

You don't love him. You love me.

Stand up, Cathy. Be a woman. You're over 21.

I wish.

But I can't, Steve. I'm...

I'm flying back tomorrow.

Freeze.

What are you looking for, Mr. Borden?

It was just a piece of paper.

And after all that had happened,

it didn't seem fair.

It meant a new chance for me.

Your company was having some problems.

Yes, yes, but just organizational things.

Uh...

but as long as I have been board chairman

of Aurora Enterprises, we've set a fantastic record.

Clearly.

Of course, I've...

I've had to ride pretty hard on some people, I guess.

And there was a crucial, uh,

board of director's vote coming up.

Yes. It had finally come to that.

It was either me,

or that incompetent that I made president.

One of us was going to run things

and the other man was going to be out,

but I... I figured I had it pretty well taped

because Frank Wallis had the deciding vote,

and Frank was my friend.

I-I'm sure of that.

Until?

Until I drove him back to the beach house

that night from the party.

That's when he told me.

Frank said that he was going to vote against me.

Dry-docking me in the company that I started.

And, you know, he... He planned that he wasn't even

going to go... Go to the meeting.

Gonna send in a proxy vote.

And that proxy was gonna wipe me out.

Yeah.

And of course, uh, you knew where this proxy was, huh?

Yes, yes. Yes, I did. I-I...

It was in his desk.

Then what happened?

Well, after Frank was dead, I heard that Nick Ryan,

one of my boys,

was going to take his place on the board.

Don't you see?

Then he would have the deciding vote.

Unless they found Frank's proxy.

That's why I had to get into that house.

I had to try and find that proxy and destroy it.

Oh, I had a key.

The company leases the beach house

on a yearly basis, and...

And you could have just used the key on another night,

or just knocked on the door, gone in and killed Wallis.

Garrett, if I did all of that to get that proxy,

do you think I would have walked out of there

that night without it?

Facts, we're dealing in facts.

Cathy, you fought with Wallis.

You went back to the beach house ahead of him.

It was your evening wrap that we found.

The murder weapon, the hair dryer, belongs to you.

It had only your fingerprints on it.

I didn't kill him, Steve.

Coffee?

All right.

Cathy, I wanna believe you,

but I've gotta work on evidence,

facts that I can take into court.

If you didn't do it,

where's all this evidence against you coming from?

I don't know.

All right, let's say that it's not you.

You're saying somebody else did it.

Who? Borden? Joan? Who?

Somebody killed him.

Why me?! Cathy, add it up.

Who could it be? Who?

I'm sorry, Cathy.

I'm sorry to do this.

You're under arrest for the murder of your husband.

Arthur says he'll have bail arranged by this afternoon.

It's been difficult because of the weekend and all.

Is that all you have to say?

What?

What do you want me to say?

You know that I asked to see you ten hours ago.

Do you know what I've been doing for those ten hours?

Thinking about you and me.

Feeling sorry for both of us.

What are you talking about?

I was thinking about what I let Frank do to you and Arthur,

what I helped him do.

Now, maybe I deserve to be punished for that,

but only that.

I don't deserve this.

Well, I... I can't help you, Cathy.

But I know, Joan.

"Know"?

It was because of Arthur.

I... I don't blame you. We...

We forced you into a corner.

Wait a minute. What are you trying to say?

I'm saying that I'm in here for something I didn't do,

and you know it better than anyone in the world!

You're crazy! Crazy?

For trying to help you?

For trying to protect you from the police?

You get away from me.

You killed him, not me.

You're trying to blame it on me. Open up!

What happened that night, Joan? Let me out!

Let me help you. Let me out!

Was it an accident?

Let me out! Did he fall? Tell me.

Let me out! Tell me. Was it an accident?

What happened, Joan?

Why won't you tell me?

I should have told you before, but I couldn't.

For personal reasons.

What do you mean by personal reasons?

I seem to have a way of running out on people.

I tried not to this time.

I think Joan killed her father.

Facts, Cathy, just facts.

Arthur Dixon.

Frank was firing him,

he was threatening to ruin his career.

Joan knew about it. It upset her terribly.

And Frank gave the word

to cut her off entirely if they married.

But the will hadn't been changed. We checked.

Now, are you saying that Joan killed him for the money?

No. The money didn't matter to Joan.

All she cared about was Arthur.

Cathy, listen, Joan was at the party.

She talked to Dixon, who called from San Francisco

just after midnight.

And then she went to the beach house.

Found Frank alone.

Maybe they argued.

She... She lost control and killed him.

Then you're saying that she then took the ring and the money

to make it look like robbery?

Then she took your evening cape

and smeared it with blood to frame you?

Steve...

Well, how do we account for the fact

that her fingerprints were not on the murder weapon?

Maybe she wore gloves.

That makes it premeditated.

Premeditated?

Premeditated murder.

Followed by a calculated attempt to frame you.

Now that's what you're accusing her of, Cathy.

Do you think that Joan

is capable of premeditated murder?

I don't know what to think anymore.

Cathy, we've checked it out from every angle.

We've gone over it all.

I wish I could say it pointed to someone else.

Please.

If I could talk to Daddy once more

and make him see how much...

I walked almost up to the front door.

I knew it was no use.

McGARRETT: Did you go inside the house?

No, I drove back to the party.

If it's a frame-up, it's a beauty.

Joan Wallis, she seems so straight.

I remember I said to Arthur,

"This must be costing a fortune,

this call, across the Pacific."

She worked the whole thing out?

I mean, we're not talking about a simple plan, but...

Hold it. Hold it, Danno.

The Pacific and all."

But he said he was on a tie line from the office.

I remember we both laughed about that...

But he said he was on a tie line from the office.

I remember we both...

That could be it, Danno.

Have Chin Ho check out the phone company.

Chin.

Did it check out?

Yeah, that phone.

So does all the rest. Wanna tell him, please?

Well, Katie was sick,

so I deadheaded over here as a passenger

to take her flight back to San Francisco.

I saw this man on both flights.

She just made a positive ID. Oh, sure.

It's not everyday you see a fella come over

on the 10 p.m. flight,

and then go back to San Francisco

on the 12:45 flight.

I remember him real well.

Steve, new developments?

In a moment. Thank you, matron.

Come in, please.

Sit down.

I wanted you both here because I'm about to make a phone call.

You brought me down here just to listen to a phone call?

It should be particularly interesting to you, Miss Wallis.

Operator?

I wanna make a station-to-station call

to San Francisco, please.

Waymont 23-299.

Why, that's Frank's office.

Mr. Dixon?

Hello.

Sorry to bother you. A bit of last-minute business.

The, uh, proxy in the Borden election.

Your office would like to have you bring it back

to San Francisco with you.

Do you mind, uh, signing a receipt for it?

No. Of course. Come in.

Waymont, 23-299.

Tie line, please.

Pick up the phone.

Tell 'em you want Honolulu.

734-2211, Suite 53.

Hello?

Yes, would you connect me... What?

Oh, this is Mrs. Wallis.

Yes, will you get me 734... 2211, Honolulu.

2211, Suite 53 in Honolulu.

Would you give Joan the phone, please?

All right, sir.

Here's your receipt and your pen.

And thank you very much for bringing it over.

Right.

Oh, excuse me.

Hello?

Yes.

From San Francisco. Yes, of course.

Hello?

Arthur?

Joan?

What are you doing in...?

Why?

I love you.

It was a brilliant ploy.

He found out he could be in Honolulu,

call someone else in Honolulu by way of San Francisco,

and create a foolproof alibi for himself.

I was so close.

I guess I wanted it all.

Goodbye, Mr. McGarrett.

Goodbye, Joan.

I'll check us both in, okay?

Well, pretty girl?

Did you ever get the feeling

you were doing something you did before?

Yeah.

Aloha, Cathy.