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Watch your throw. Into court more.

Okay.

A couple of more minutes, then you can join the party.

As long as I make it in time for the champagne.

Gives most people the shakes. We'll rehearse that later.

We're at the altar now, and you answer the minister's question:

"Do you take this woman." Et cetera, et cetera.

"I do. I do," you know. He hands you the ring.

You put it on her finger and, "with this," uh,

"ring I thee wed."

And then he'll say, "I now pronounce you man and wife."

Now comes the moment that needs no rehearsal.

You look at her, and she looks tenderly back at you.

All the invited guests hold their breath,

the ladies sigh, and then you kiss, see?

Very good.

Uh, no chance, Mark.

These are reserved.

Never trust anyone over 15.

Okay, listen, why don't you guys relax for a moment,

have some champagne, we'll do it again. Rehearse again, okay?

What I really like about your friends, Jane,

is that they, uh, serve imported champagne.

And what I really like about them is...

Is you.

Hey, is this rehearsal

degenerating into an orgy already?

Oh. Down, Walter.

Sally, can't you control your husband?

I'm wounded.

Don't you worry, you'll get over it.

I need a refill. Hold the fort, Sally.

Time's up.

Let me hit a few more.

I was just getting the feel of it.

You'll miss your champagne. No, I won't.

See you Thursday. Right.

Let's do the rehearsal now, one more time.

And let's really make this a good one,

because if we do, this will be our last time.

Linda.

Walter. How's the rehearsal?

Swinging. But we all miss you.

I'm sorry, Linda. I like you, but I have to.

And of course he will say,

"I now pronounce you man and wife."

And then you will kiss.

Like that. Good.

Hey. See, just like... See how easy that was?

No problem at all.

And you do it the same way, and you've got it made.

See, they're veterans, now.

They know everything there is.

Here we are.

Careful, now. I had to fight for these.

Well. Here's to... Fighting? Oh, never.

Here's... to love.

You got here in a hurry.

Yeah. Call came through with a lot of heat on it.

Do you know her?

Yeah. Linda Marsh.

Nice girl.

Time of death?

Well, we got lucky there.

She finished a, uh, tennis lesson at exactly 3 p.m.

with the club pro.

Those other two had the court reserved for 3:30.

Got here early and, uh, found her at exactly 3:17.

Seventeen minutes.

Cause of death been established yet, doc?

On a preliminary basis, strangulation.

Killer wore gloves, probably plastic.

She must have struggled.

We found a piece of plastic under one of her nails.

No prints. And on this artificial turf, no tracks.

That's neat.

There's one other thing.

"And every death a tear can claim

Except the sinning sisters' shame."

That looked like sisters, plural.

Could be a pattern killing.

"Every death a tear can claim." Quote from something?

Yeah, I'll check it out, Danno.

You stay here on Makaha, Danno. You know the people.

I'll get with Che in the lab. See what we can come up with.

Okay, you can take her home.

Mr. Gregson, can you say specifically

where you were during the past hour?

Right here all the time. With everybody.

We were drinking champagne.

Okay. You can go.

Jane.

I'm sorry.

Oh, it's unbelievable.

Just horrible.

Dan, was she...? No.

She wasn't assaulted sexually.

As far as the preliminary report shows, it happened very quickly.

How can you be so detached?

Look, I knew Linda, and I liked Linda.

It's my job to find out who killed her.

I'm sorry, darling.

Now, look, you can help.

I wanna know about Linda's friends,

enemies, love affairs, everything.

There's no particular man. Not right now.

Lots of parties and lots of boyfriends,

but it's all very casual.

What about her parents?

Well, they're on the mainland.

Her father's English, and her mother's from Boston.

They've been divorced for years.

Linda was another one of us.

Orphans by arrangement.

Anyway, her father gave her an allowance.

To stay here, I think.

So she could have been involved with somebody.

Oh, it's possible. But Dan, I knew Linda.

There wasn't anybody serious.

And here just wasn't any reason to kill her.

She's dead. She was murdered.

Somebody had a reason.

"And every death a tear can claim,

Except the sinning sisters' shame."

I've identified the quote.

It's by Lord Byron, from a poem called "The Giaour."

It's a Turkish word meaning "Christian slave."

It's about a slave girl who, uh... Who's unfaithful,

so her owner kills her.

What's still worries me is this.

Sisters. It means more than one.

What about the handwriting?

We're still getting samples. More than 50 so far.

It takes a while to run 'em all through.

Che Fong says it's, uh,

difficult to make an identification on this writing

because it's lipstick on skin.

Figures.

All right.

What have we got so far?

We're checking the club staff and the groundskeepers,

and possible strangers.

There's 137 people.

I'm crosschecking the stories. We'll boil it down.

Knowing the precise time helps. We know when and where.

That leaves who and why.

Why.

Yeah, Jenny.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

Uh, a young lady to see you, Danno.

A Miss, uh, Jane Michaels.

I forgot. I've got a... A week-old lunch date.

Uh, some charity.

I'll be right back, Steve. I... I'll break it.

Honey, forgive me. I'm really sorry.

Oh, Dan, you idiot. Of course you can't come.

That's why I'm here.

I don't feel like going either,

but I'm part of the fundraising committee.

Darling, are you getting anywhere?

It's mostly hard work.

Details. Routine.

We're working away at it.

Oh, I know. I know.

It's just that it... It haunts me.

Darling, take me to dinner tonight, can you?

Mwah.

I just volunteered.

I'll pick you up at 8:00.

Thank you for that.

I love you.

All right, I have 600. Six hundred dollars.

Now, who'll go 650?

Let me see a hand for someone who'll give us 650.

Come on, now. Who'll be the first one to...?

To own... Good, 650 I have.

Thank you. All right, now, who will go 7.

All right, let me see the hand of someone who'll give $700.

Do I see anyone who'll give 700?

Sally. There's a seat. We have 650 bid.

Do I hear 700?

Seven hundred for this absolutely beautiful painting.

Uh... Uh, ladies and gentlemen,

do I detect some reluctance on your part?

Walter, please.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I know we're all on edge.

It's not just Linda's death.

That was and is horrible enough.

But every time we're in public, you put on a show.

Kissing me, touching me.

A most devoted husband.

From now on, don't bother. Not anymore.

No charity's name deserves your generous attention more...

I'm sorry.

They say you can tell a good marriage

when two people aren't afraid to fight.

Hm.

Well, in that case, I guess we both to deserve a medal.

650 once.

650 twice.

Sold to Martha Jordan for 650 deductible dollars.

Thank you.

I'll take it, Martha.

What's the latest, uh, tally now, Jane?

I make it, uh, 8,200... No, no, no, 8,850.

Oh, good. Thank you.

Now, here's a watercolor, and this is done by a new local,

brilliant artist named Pete King.

And here's your opportunity

to get in on the ground floor of a major talent.

Now, what do I hear?

Fifty dollars.

Oh, I didn't even hear that.

Two hundred.

Oh, I heard that.

Two hundred. All right, now, who will go 250?

Touching gesture, darling.

But after all, it is a good cause.

Three hundred.

Ho-ho. Gregson versus Gregson back there.

And I have $300.

Now, what do I hear?

On behalf of both of us, 500.

Sold.

Hand it over, Walter.

Oh, look. Look at these. Come right up here.

I'll run up a new total

and get all this in the safe.

Oh, thank you very much, Jane.

There you are.

All right, now, here we go. What do I hear?

Sally... I'm sorry I intruded.

No. You couldn't help it.

The secret had to be out sooner or later.

We got troubles. It... It happens.

Oh.

Jane, I made a stupid mistake.

I didn't sign my check.

Oh.

Let's see.

Very true.

Freudian slip. Reluctance to unbelt.

There you are.

Thank you.

Jane, I'm, uh...

I'm sorry about what you heard between Sally and me.

I'm sorry too.

I won't talk about it.

I know you won't.

I'm sorry too, Jane.

What do I hear?

Look at these. What beautiful examples they are.

Absolutely superbly done.

I'm sorry.

I'm very sorry.

McGARRETT: Yeah. Well, I need it urgently.

Can you get it up here, please? Yeah, right away.

If you don't mind.

No.

I... I can't talk to you now. I'll get back to you. Right.

What can you say at a moment like this, Danno?

I remember when my sister's baby died, you...

You tried to comfort me, but...

words seem so inadequate at times like this.

If there's anything I can do.

Anything, my friend, let me know.

Thanks.

I want you to take it easy now.

Unwind. Take a couple of days off.

I'm okay.

Sure you are.

Steve, you're not putting me on the beach.

We'll talk about it tomorrow, Danno.

Let's talk about it now.

I've got to work on this case.

Tomorrow, Danno. Tomorrow.

"She was a form of life and light that,

Seen, enters into night."

It's from the same poem.

By Byron, yes.

Changed around a little.

Makes even less sense.

Jane, one of the sinning sisters.

I thought I told you to take it easy and stay at home.

And do what? Stare at the wall, listen to the clock tick?

I've got to be in on this case.

Danno... Please.

If I don't work on it, it's gonna work on me.

All right, Danno.

All right.

How about the crosscheck of alibis?

Well, we have eliminated a lot.

The club, uh, staff and most of the guests.

We're down to about two dozen.

Now, most of them were at the wedding rehearsal.

And I'm checking out those pictures the Davis kid took.

Che Fong is developing them.

Well, I wanna see them as soon as you can get them.

What about the medical report?

Same as the Marsh girl: strangulation.

Gloves?

Possible.

No new specific evidence this time.

Che Fong identified that plastic scrap.

Heavy-duty gloves used in handling hot liquids,

detergent, that sort of thing.

Turns out they keep a supply on hand at the club, Danno.

In the kitchen.

We've checked everyone who had access...

who could have swiped a pair.

Has anyone thought about a connection between the, uh,

charity, Hawaii Junior Blind?

Both Linda and Jane worked there.

Are you saying...

they both knew the killer?

Jane did.

She was very conscientious.

She was handling money, as it turns out a lot of money.

She wouldn't have let somebody she didn't know into that room.

Well, she knew just about everybody

that's still on this list.

Steve.

I think you're on the right track, Danno.

Concentrate on the friends.

What do they mean late delivery?

You tell 'em that tubing gets here tomorrow, or we cancel.

We're running a tight margin on this job. Too tight.

Now, you were saying.

I want a divorce.

It's not working. Us. And it's not going to work.

Yes it can. And it's got to.

Oh, Walter, we've both known it for a long while.

And these two hideous murders. First Linda, then Jane.

They've made everything urgent.

They're dead, and I want to make my life right.

My life's important.

Face it, Walter. We don't want the same kind of life.

How the hell would you know what I want?

A rich child, rich girl, rich woman.

Everything's been given to you. A gift.

Gregson Construction has been built with these.

And nothing else.

I can't help being rich.

And I know what you've accomplished.

But the cost.

No time for me, no time for a family.

No time for anything.

Oh, we've been through it all too many times.

I won't be home till after 6.

I have my weekly outing

with the Junior Blind kids this afternoon.

I want you out of the house, packed and gone,

before I get back.

No. I'm sorry.

Of course, I knew Linda and Jane very well.

They did a lot for our Junior Blind.

But... I've never heard of this poem.

Would you know of any other connection

between Miss Marsh and Miss Michaels?

They were both fine, warm girls.

Jane even arranged for some paintings we auctioned.

Got them for us free.

Do you have the names of the painters she brought you?

Yes, right here.

There were only a few.

May I use your phone?

Of course.

Chin? Danno.

I'd like you to recheck a name.

He's, uh, already on the list.

Works in the club kitchen. Pete King.

We know the checks Miss Michaels wrote the last few months.

I, uh, came across these.

Why would Jane give money...?

This much

to a kid who works in the kitchen?

A friend, maybe.

It doesn't make sense.

Danny?

Where is Mr. Pete King?

At his apartment. Kono's with him.

Soon as these turned up, I had Kono run him down.

Let's go.

A hundred a month.

Why? For what?

That's my business.

Look, be sensible, Pete.

Now, this is a murder investigation.

Why did Miss Michaels give you $300?

I'm still in school, doing it the hard way.

More important, I'm an artist.

I paint. Yeah, and good too.

You had some paintings at the charity auction, right?

Jane talked me into that.

For her, sure. I gave 'em to her, free.

Why? Why not? She was helping me.

It was the least I could do.

Helping you at $100 a month. But nothing this month, huh?

Why?

She hadn't gotten around to it yet.

Maybe she cut you off.

You didn't like that, did you?

You worked in the kitchen at the club. What did you do?

What do you do? Wash dishes.

Your hands don't show that. Wear gloves?

Sure.

Plastic kitchen gloves.

You know that club. All the back ways, corners.

Nobody would have seen you.

Seen me what?

Go over to the tennis courts

or sneak down into the Accounting office.

You flipped. Who is this guy? What's with him?

Danny...

There's some evidence, sure.

But mostly circumstantial.

Now, you're heading towards murder one.

He should have his constitutional first.

We should also have a possible alibi.

Did, uh, Jane decide to cut you off, huh?

No more money?

Hm? Did she?

No. And if she did, it's okay.

I liked her. We had a good relationship.

What do you mean, "good"?

Not like that. Don't try to make it dirty.

Danny... Man, she's dead.

Maybe you don't care,

but don't smear mud on her.

Pete King's innocent.

How do you know?

He has a rock-bound alibi.

Chef and two waiters back him up.

From 3 to 3:30, he was in the chef's office

getting chewed out for sketching

while he was supposed to be working.

I don't want your resignation, Danno.

Steve, I almost killed that kid.

Yeah, but you don't get to resign.

Look, you've got a lot of vacation time coming.

Why don't you take it now.

Danno?

If Pete King wants to file charges...

I'll do what I can.

What I like about your friends, Jane,

is they, uh, serve imported champagne.

No, what I really like about them is...

Is you.

I just wanna talk.

Your attorney should be present.

Man, you don't get it. I want to apologize.

I didn't know about you and Jane.

I liked her. She was nice people.

I'm terribly sorry she's dead.

And I'm just as sorry for the way I hurt you.

That's all.

Pete...

a funny thing, Jane never mentioned you.

What's to mention? She gave me a hand.

She saw me sketching one day, at the club on my time off.

She said she'd been lucky, having all she wanted.

She was just passing it on.

Why me? I don't know.

Like, I can't figure why she got killed.

Neither can I.

Same as the other girl, the one who was killed earlier.

Linda Marsh.

Did Jane talk about Linda with you?

Once. The day after Linda was killed.

And there were all those headlines about the poetry,

remember?

"The Giaour."

You know the poem? Jane quoted it to me.

And she said something about the poem.

That Miss Hawthorne would be very upset.

Who's Miss Hawthorne?

I don't know, man. Strictly a name.

Why didn't you tell the police when they questioned you?

It just didn't seem important.

You think it means anything?

I don't know. But I'm gonna find out.

Sort of a finishing school, run by this Miss Hawthorne.

Wears, uh, pince-nez glasses, watches tied to a ribbon.

Right out of the Victorian age. You know the type?

Yeah. Hates TV and doesn't read newspapers, right?

Which is why she didn't contact us.

She didn't even know that two of her students had been killed.

She put it all together for us.

With the poem?

Loves "Giaour."

In fact, she still reads Byron

to her students for elocution.

Steve, a few years back, there were a group of five girls,

Jane and Linda included.

Neglected by rich parents,

they, uh, called themselves "The Orphans."

And "The Giaour," how does that fit?

It was their poem.

Whatever it meant to them,

they adopted it as their theme, sort of.

Five girls. Now two of them are dead.

What are the names of the other three?

Martha Garrison...

Marjorie Baskin,

Martha Garrison, Marjorie Baskin, yeah.

They were both at the wedding rehearsal

and at the art auction.

Sally Clark.

No, I don't have any Sally Clark.

Sally Clark Gregson. She got married.

Yeah. I have her.

Okay, that gives us the connection.

It also gives us some problems.

Kono...

I want a 24-hour surveillance on those three girls,

starting right now.

Get going. Right.

Sorry to interrupt, but I may have something, Steve.

Remember Mark Davis? Boy photographer?

We sent you his film.

Yeah, I just developed it too.

Well, he not only took pictures of the rehearsal,

he recorded the times on each roll.

Kind of keeping a work schedule for himself, I guess.

Well, here's Garrett Cheng.

He just got himself an alibi.

Brad Spencer...

right in the middle of 3:10.

That's, uh... Sally Gregson, right?

Yeah, that's Sally.

Okay, where's her husband?

Right here.

But he's not here.

He is here.

Which means he was gone for at least 14 minutes.

Yeah.

Walter.

Get someone out to the Benson job, now.

Fast. It's a rush.

Okay.

Um... tell the boys I don't wanna be disturbed.

I'll be laying out the specs in here.

Right.

Now, they've all had lunch,

so you can keep them out till dinner.

Fine. I promised them last Thursday

they'd get a real expedition today.

I'm sure you will.

Let's go, Sally.

Okay, we're on our way.

Do you have your schedule, Sally?

So does my personal watchdog.

Don't worry, we'll be fine.

I won't. Have a good time.

Bye.

Goodbye, Miss Costello.

Bye, honey.

Goodbye, children.

A subpoena is not necessary, Mr. McGarrett.

I take your word for the urgency of the matter.

I knew one of the young ladies slightly, Linda Marsh.

She also banked with us.

As for Walter Gregson...

I would say his worth is approximately

one and a half million dollars.

Against which, he has loans with us and other institutions,

totaling some $2 million.

Two million dollars?

I'd say you've been very helpful to Mr. Gregson.

Well, he did put up additional collateral. Stock.

I understand it came from Mrs. Gregson's inheritance.

Frankly, if Mrs. Gregson were not such a very wealthy woman

in her own right,

we would never have made the loans.

Walter is ambitious.

And I feel that he may have extended himself too far.

Well, thank you, Mr. Brewster.

Thank you.

You've been very helpful.

Gentlemen. Thank you.

So... Mr. Gregson is badly overextended,

and it's only Mrs. Gregson's money

that's, uh, keeping him from sinking.

And if she dies... he inherits.

He's a rich man.

Yeah, but why kill the other two girls?

So he can get the money from his wife.

He'd be an instant suspect if Sally was the only one killed.

So he invents a maniac to throw everybody off.

Which means he murdered Jane...

just as a cover.

Just as part of a plot. Oh, God.

Mr. Gregson around?

Inside. But he don't wanna be bothered.

He'll have to put up with it.

He left strict orders. He don't wanna be disturbed.

Yeah?

He has to be in there.

He locked the door.

And I've been right out here all the time.

Gregson!

Open it.

Locked from the inside.

What do you got, Che?

I have an interesting handwriting comparison.

From a business memo of Walt Gregson.

Similarity in the S's.

As I told you,

it's very difficult to compare ink on paper

with, uh, lipstick on skin.

What are the odds, Che?

Mm, I'd say... better than an even bet.

Same man wrote both words.

Where did he go?

To kill somebody.

Jeffrey, hold up your hand.

There we go.

That's it. Greg?

All right, I'll be just a second.

I hope you like chocolate.

Love it. Thanks.

Next stop, Hanauma Bay. Right.

Miss Costello, McGarrett, Five-0.

Is Mrs. Gregson there?

No, Mr. McGarrett.

She just left a few minutes ago.

Where was she heading?

I couldn't say.

But you already have her schedule.

And so does Sergeant Fujiwara.

Thank you.

This is McGarrett. Priority One.

Patch me through, please. Open mike.

McGarrett calling Car 7.

Car 7, come in, please.

Car 7, come in, please.

This is McGarrett. Will you come in, please?

Fuji?

Fuji, will you come in, please?

Okay, kids. As soon as you're through with your ice creams,

we'll have a song.

I'm finished already.

Oh!

About 40 minutes ago,

she bought the kids ice cream cones.

I got her schedule out of Fujiwara's car,

but no telling where she's going.

Yeah, I've got a copy. It lists, uh, Pali Highway,

Diamond Head and Hanauma Bay.

But we don't know in which order.

I'll take the Pali.

Kono, you get out to Hanauma Bay.

Right.

♪ Row, row Gently down the stream ♪

♪ Merrily, merrily, merrily ♪ ♪ Row, row, row your boat ♪

♪ Life is but a dream ♪ ♪ Gently down the stream ♪

♪ Merrily, merrily, merrily ♪ ♪ Row, row, row your boat ♪

Central Dispatch, McGarrett.

Patch me through to Danny Williams and Chin Ho. Over.

♪ Merrily, merrily Merrily, merrily, life... ♪

Go ahead, McGarrett.

Danno, Chin, I'm taking the Pali,

Kono's checking Hanauma Bay.

Diamond Head is not covered.

I'll check Diamond Head, Steve.

Danno, Chin is on his way to Diamond Head.

I'm close to Hanauma Bay.

Be there in a few minutes.

Get there fast. Kono should be right behind you to help.

Over and out.

♪ Boat, gently down the stream ♪

♪ Merrily, merrily Merrily, merrily ♪

♪ Life is but a dream ♪

Come on.

Here we are.

All right, girls.

And Michael. Heh.

All right, now, we're gonna walk very slowly straight ahead.

Boys, come over this way.

There.

This is Hanauma Bay.

It smells near the ocean.

It is.

And we're high up. I can hear the wind.

Very high. It's an old volcano.

Will it explode?

No, honey.

Aw.

No.

What's the matter, Sally?

Nothing, honey.

Now, come up here and put your hands on the wall.

Be right back.

Where are you going?

Just a little way for a few minutes.

Over here, where we can talk.

How did you find me?

True love finds a way.

Oh, Walter, come on.

Now, please. It's only a minute.

It's very important.

Uh... Walter, what do you want?

I've got to get back to the kids.

They'll be all right.

Everything... will be all right.

Oh, no.

I'm sorry, Sally.

Linda... Jane, oh... you killed them!

I had to.

Nobody can hear you, darling.

Walter, please.

Oh. Walter.

I'm sorry, Sally,

but you've pushed me into a corner.

Now, building a successful business takes money.

I took yours.

Your fat little inheritance of stocks.

And when you began to talk about a separation, a divorce...

I can't have lawyers looking into your account.

If you'd only gone along with me.

It would have been so simple.

I'm sorry.

Kids, where's Sally?

She went away over there.

Danno! Danno!

You okay, Danno?

Just tired.

McGARRETT: McGarrett calling Williams.

Danno, come in.

Danno, come in.

Williams.

Did you get Gregson?

Gregson's in custody.

Sally's okay.

Kids are fine.