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No, I just got off the boat.

I can be at your office in ten minutes.

My good friend,

this is Ray Tobias talking, remember?

And I do have other bidders.

Lots of 'em.

Well, whatever you say.

Eleven o'clock tonight?

Pier 5-A?

Be just like old times, won't it?

Maika'i, the room is perfect, madam.

My goodness, I can't wish none of this

Australian currency on you.

If I'd have known Mrs. Simpson wasn't here,

I would've got this exchanged.

Mrs. Simpson's never mentioned my name, Stanley Jefferson?

Never hear of you.

Never you mind, madam.

This time tomorrow, I will have plenty of local currency.

Kamili ginger, for your pretty brown eyes.

Australia, Harry.

If you could just spend one week down there.

I had the pleasure of staying down there a whole year.

You'd sign up right now. Buy yourself a little nest egg.

Income property. Retirement.

Oh.

Keep the brochure, Harry.

I'll sign up like old times.

And, Harry, don't you worry, I'll be back tomorrow.

And when I show you all these big investors I've got lined up,

you'll be begging me for a part of the action.

Tonight's my night, Harry.

My luck has changed.

Aah!

Danno, Che, what have we got?

Cotton fragments from his pants.

Came off a nail on that sixth step there.

Another splinter with bloodstains, type AB.

Same as Tobias.

Looks like he tripped on that rotten third step.

Landed about here, and his head could have

slipped over the edge into the water.

Hm.

How convenient.

Death by immersion, Steve.

Accidental, is that what you're saying?

Been over every inch. Not a sign of anything else.

I don't know, maybe I'm reaching for it.

This could have been tampered with

and put back together again.

It's possible, Steve.

But, uh, those steps are rotted,

dried out by the salt air and water.

Test them yourself.

Yeah.

From H.P.D.

Uh, wallet, few bills, mostly Australian,

address book and a wristwatch.

He wasn't robbed.

No hotel or a motel receipt or key?

Well, a guy comes off a ship,

he's got to have some kind of luggage.

But what would a man be doing wandering around down here

in the dead of night, alone?

"Whiting case mystery death."

Have you seen that? It just came out.

Look what they're trying to do.

Blowing that thing up like a dirty balloon.

Trying to link that Tobias character

with a trial that was over and done with a year ago.

Tobias was the manager of the apartment house

where the murdered girl lived.

That was about all he could testify to at the trial.

He was a totally inconsequential witness.

Now, what happened at this so-called drowning?

Well, according to H.P.D.,

he came in late yesterday afternoon by freighter.

He did some heavy drinking around the waterfront,

then fell down some stairs on a pier.

There, you see? Just an accident.

And that is yellow journalism.

Any excuse to drag out that Whiting scandal.

To keep it alive in an election year.

I want you to get all the facts on this case.

That story has got to be stopped.

When I think of poor Fred Whiting

out there in the penitentiary, and his lovely wife, Flora,

still locked up in a hospital somewhere in California.

You know, that trial put us all through some terrible agonies.

We're already on the case, senator,

so I wouldn't worry.

And I can appreciate the agonies you've been through.

Emotional and political.

Trial transcripts? Yeah, heavy going.

You gotta be a lawyer to be a cop today, Danno.

I'm trying to put together a picture for us.

Principals involved, summary of their testimony.

What about Tobias?

Well, he had all of two minutes on the witness stand.

Yes, he saw Whiting and, uh, Betty Anders

together on several occasions going into her apartment.

And no, he was not around the night that she was murdered.

But I haven't been able to find any direct connection

between Tobias' death and the Whiting case.

Fred Whiting murdered his mistress,

evidence was overwhelming.

The verdict, unanimous.

Now, what have you got for me?

Preliminary autopsy on Tobias.

Time of death: 11 to midnight.

Alcohol in bloodstream: 0.19.

That's plenty drunk. Other than that, not much new.

Concussion, water in the lungs, death by immersion.

What about the hotel and motel check? Anything?

Not yet, but Kono's still with it.

Tell Kono to be careful.

Tobias could have used a phony name.

He left a string of chiseling debts

behind him when he left for Australia about a year ago.

Yeah, Jenny.

Oh. Yeah, put him on.

Yes. Yes, Mr. Lockman, this is McGarrett.

Yes, I'll do that. I'll be right over.

Henry Lockman, the attorney?

Yeah, Henry Lockman and client

would like to see me as soon as possible.

Some strange folks coming out of the woodwork, Danno.

Lockman was Whiting's tax counselor

and political advisor, wasn't he?

Yeah, plus business partner.

Now he's pushing Amos Bolin

for the job Whiting was supposed to be a shoo-in for.

U.S. senator.

Also,

Lockman and Whiting owned the apartment house

where Betty Anders was murdered.

The one that Tobias managed.

Interesting? Yeah.

You said client.

Who's the client?

Flora Whiting, Mrs. Fred Whiting.

McGarrett. Good. Come in.

Counselor.

McGarrett, Mrs. Whiting hasn't been well.

She... I think you know she had a nervous breakdown last year

after her husband was sent to... - Henry.

Don't you dare tell Mr. McGarrett I'm crazy.

Mrs. Whiting? I greet the enemy.

The enemy?

Oh, yes, of course.

But thank you for coming so quickly. Please sit down.

Thank you.

I was told just this morning you were still in California.

What would you have done if you'd have known I was in town?

You would've gotten in touch with me immediately.

Yes, of course you would.

The minute you heard about that man Tobias' death,

because you too believe that that man's death

has something to do with my husband's case.

Don't you, Mr. McGarrett?

Mrs. Whiting, as of now, we have no case.

Naturally, we're investigating... Flora.

Flora, Mr. McGarrett must deal in facts.

Now, I keep trying to remind you what kind of man Tobias was.

What kind of man was he?

Unreliable, opportunistic...

Are you finished?

Both of you? May I speak now?

After all, I did invite Mr. McGarrett here.

Please, go ahead, Mrs. Whiting.

I received a very important letter

from one Mr. Ray Tobias.

Flora, please. Deceased.

- Calmly. - Yes, I know, calmly.

I mustn't get excited. Doctor's orders.

But I am excited.

I have every right to be excited.

Mr. Tobias wrote me about my husband.

What did he say?

He said he could help me get Fred out of prison.

In the past year, I have written so many people,

I can't tell you. I...

Mr. Tobias is one of the few

who answered my letter.

In his letter he said, yes,

he was coming back to Honolulu,

and he added that he thought he could get

my husband's entire case reopened.

May I see that letter?

Well, I had it.

I must have misplaced it.

Misplaced it?

Oh, yes. I... I received it in the hospital.

Things get... m-mixed up in hospitals.

That's a pretty vital piece of information

to misplace.

Now, I'm not a criminal lawyer by any means, Mr. McGarrett,

but I have tried to explain to Flora

just how difficult it is to get any murder case reopened,

let alone on hearsay.

Hearsay? Hearsay, Flora.

A lie from a somewhat less-than-reliable con man.

Henry, please. I'm not that gullible.

Can I fix you a drink?

No. No, thank you.

I'm...

not able to see Fred until next week.

I really wanted to wait until I talk to him.

When I drove out to the old beach house,

uh, Wednesday, I think it was...

It's all locked and boarded up. It has been since...

I plan on living there,

as soon as I can get it redecorated.

But when I went into Fred's room,

I moved a piece of furniture.

And I found this.

It looks like part of a gold cuff link.

May I see that, please?

I'm sorry, Henry, I was afraid to tell even you.

But you remember, don't you, at the trial?

When a cuff link was more than just hearsay.

Yeah, I think I remember.

Um, a gold cuff link, your husband's gold cuff link,

was found under the murdered girl's body.

Yes, and he'd lost it days before.

He tried to tell the stupid, logical detectives

that a thousand times.

Flora.

This is just a piece of a link.

Now, it could be from any one of dozens.

Most links have a bar similar to this.

Mrs. Whiting, the cuff link that was found

under Betty Anders' body, what happened to that?

I don't know. I never saw that.

Well, I'm sure it's in the attorney general's files.

Yeah, probably.

But the matching link, the other one of the pair, Mrs. Whiting,

wasn't that subpoenaed from you for evidence in the trial,

and then returned to you afterwards?

Yes, it was. That's what happened.

And do you still have the link?

Well, I must. I... I don't know where.

In the safety deposit box at the bank.

Well, uh, could you get it for me, please?

Now?

Well, as soon as possible.

Oh, yes, of course. Henry, could you drive me to the bank?

Yes, yes.

Meantime, may I keep this?

Yes, you may.

Thank you. Thank you.

Fred always told me if I needed help,

if I found anything that could help him,

that I could trust you.

Mrs. Whiting, my job is to dig out the truth,

wherever it lies, wherever it's buried.

Thank you. Thank you.

Real estate, that's all he talk about.

Australian land.

All the time he's drinking my good whiskey,

only signing the tab, no pay like he did last year.

But he also, uh, said his luck was changing, huh?

That's right. Always he look at his watch.

Tell me he's going to meet one big investor.

Danny?

I just talked with the customs officer

who checked Tobias through. Yeah?

Tobias had a suitcase. One.

Nothing special in it. No weapons. No duty items.

Nothing customs would be interested in.

Well, we've gotta find that suitcase.

Check every hotel, motel, and flophouse in the city.

But try to find it, huh? Okay.

Now, you were saying that Tobias was waiting

for one of his, uh, big investors.

He kept looking at his watch.

That's right.

About what time was that?

Oh, it was about 10:30.

Close to about 11:00.

Okay, thank you. That ought to do it.

Uh, mind if I keep this?

That's no good to me now. Take them.

Thank you.

Could be gold.

Could be mine, or part of one of mine.

We lived in that beach house for almost ten years.

I suppose I lost other links.

It didn't impress your friend Lockman

very much either, Mr. Whiting.

Why should it? He's a lawyer.

A good one.

It's because the newspapers are stirring up everybody

with this Tobias story.

Among the evidence that convicted you last year...

This was the gold cuff link that was found

underneath Betty Anders' body.

I just got it from the attorney general's file.

Flora had these made for me several years ago,

before I left my job at the university

to run for the legislature.

My first political campaign.

Now, chemical tests show

that the gold content in both is about the same.

Which is why I wanna hear your story

about the one lost link.

Look, it's all in the transcript.

Well, I'd like to hear it from you, if you don't mind.

It was a couple of nights before the...

night that Betty died.

I'd gotten home to the beach house...

Home from where?

Betty's.

Discovered that I'd lost one of my cuff links.

I still don't know when or where it fell off.

Where was Mrs. Whiting at this time?

She had gone to visit her family on the mainland.

It didn't take me more than a month

before I started feeling sorry for myself.

Somehow got myself mixed up with Betty.

Somehow? Didn't, uh, anyone introduce you?

It was sort of a pickup.

Betty just walked into my office one day,

by mistake, she said.

All right, Mr. Whiting, one more question:

Those particular cuff links,

did you wear them often?

They were my favorite.

I used to keep them at the office,

to put on when I'd change

out of an aloha shirt for the evening.

All right. That's all for now.

McGarrett.

Betty and I did fight but I didn't kill her.

I've said that a million times,

but somebody must have put it there. To frame me.

McGarrett, this little piece of gold.

Is it gonna change anything?

Possibly, if we found the other part.

Your wife opened the beach house for us.

I have men out there searching for it.

Mr. Whiting, did you ever try to break off

the relationship with Betty Anders?

I wish I could say I had.

No, Betty provoked that, finally.

Provoked it how?

By picking a fight with me the moment I walked in.

Insisting that I leave Flora and marry her.

I said, no, I wouldn't. I couldn't do that.

She became hysterical. She threatened me.

Said she'd expose our whole relationship.

She'd ruin my political career.

Is that when you hit her?

Yes, I hit her once.

I shoved her away from me a couple of times.

I told her I was going to call Flora on the mainland,

make a clean breast of everything,

hoping that she'd forgive me.

I didn't care about my political career.

I just wanted to save my marriage.

McGarrett, Betty believed me.

Before I left that night,

something told me that she believed me.

I didn't kill her.

I swear to you, I didn't kill her.

Oh, Mr. McGarrett,

I have something to show you.

It's a page from the letter

from Mr. Tobias I was telling you about.

I know it's not very much, but...

Come in, please.

Jenny, could I have the Tobias file, please?

Yes, right here.

Well, it looks like Tobias' handwriting.

Well, of course it is.

You do believe me about this, don't you?

He didn't say too much.

"I've worried I didn't do enough to help Mr. Whiting before,

"but now I've been thinking hard about who else I ever saw

calling on Betty Anders at the apartment house."

And... And, uh, he was writing it all down on the next page...

I've tried and tried to remember what he said on the next page.

Mrs. Whiting, where's the rest of the letter?

I told you, Mr. McGarrett, I don't have it.

I must have lost it.

Well, I wouldn't count too much on this.

Flora, I tried to warn you.

But then he went on to say

that what he was writing down

was so important that he didn't dare put it in a letter.

And that he would show me the notes

the minute he got to Honolulu.

But where are they?

You didn't find anything on the body that might indicate...?

Nothing, I'm sorry. Nothing.

Well, you will.

I know you will.

Because he said he knew a lot that would help Fred.

Mrs. Whiting...

Do you want me to believe

that Tobias was killed for what he knew?

Of course he was.

I don't blame you for being excited,

but until I see

some concrete evidence of a connection...

You're like Henry, you think I'm still emotionally disturbed.

Is that it? Flora.

Well, I am disturbed.

And I'll be disturbed until I get Fred

out of that horrible nightmare of a prison.

Steve,

Chin just came back from the Whiting beach house.

He came up with this. One of the vacuums we had working

picked it out of the hook rug in Mr. Whiting's room.

But that's it. The other part of the one Fred lost.

Somebody must have stepped on it and broken it.

It does fit.

Oh, thank God.

I told you Fred lost one. Now you must believe me.

Mrs. Whiting...

This is the cuff link I got from

the attorney general's file.

The one found under Betty Anders' body.

You said that you had the matching one.

Oh, yes, I have.

It's right here.

It was in the safety deposit box at the bank.

Three cuff links.

Whiting could have been framed.

Could have been?

Wait a minute.

You thought the broken link

was the one I had in the safety deposit box.

You thought I put it there.

You haven't believed a word I've said.

I'm a cop.

I work on facts.

Doesn't make any difference now what anybody thought,

myself included.

You see, Mrs. Whiting, I am not the enemy.

If it was a frame,

first somebody would have to have a cuff link made,

then kill Betty Anders,

and put the cuff link under the body, right?

Right.

How does, uh, Tobias fit into all this?

Oh, he fits or will fit, if he was murdered.

Which we can't prove.

What we've got us is a lot of if's.

Remember, Danno, we have a bartender

who says that Tobias kept looking at his watch last night,

as if he had an appointment.

Tobias said his luck was changing.

All right.

Suppose Tobias went down to that pier to meet someone.

Fell, or was made to fall,

then that someone pushed his head under the water.

Like who? Bolin?

Possible. I don't know, let's run a check on him.

How about Lockman?

Possible.

He was running Whiting's campaign.

Now he's playing kingmaker to Bolin.

Danno...

I've talked with, uh, Fred Whiting,

and I've read this transcript until I'm blind.

Betty Anders does not come off a very smart girl,

not nearly smart enough to extract blackmail

out of a man like Whiting.

In other words, somebody might have hired her.

Hired her to set up Whiting.

Somebody who wanted just enough scandal

to knock Whiting out of the Senate race.

But wound up with murder instead.

Yeah.

Get me everything you can on Lockman,

at the time of the girl's murder and within the last 48 hours.

Every phone call, every appointment,

every move he made. Go.

Mr. Jefferson?

Mr. Jefferson, are you in here?

Mr. Jefferson?

Mr. Jefferson?

There was a call yesterday, Tobias to Lockman.

About 4:30 p.m.

Just about ten minutes after he got off the boat.

And photocopy of a draft.

A check, Lockman to Tobias.

Three thousand bucks. Made out a year ago.

Just after the Whiting case,

and just before Tobias got on the boat to Australia.

He may be able to explain this check,

but why would Lockman forget to tell us

he got a call from Tobias yesterday?

I don't know, Steve, but I think you're on the right track.

As to his whereabouts last night,

he was at the Waikiki Yacht Club until 2 a.m.

Fundraising benefit for Amos Bolin.

How far is the yacht club from that pier?

Maybe, uh, 500 yards.

All right, Chin, what have you got?

Lee Fung Yuk.

Custom jewelry, Kahili Street, and out of business, Steve.

Chin, I explained to you that Mr. Lee

was the one that I wanted personally.

He was the one who made the original

pair of cuff links three years ago.

Well, Mr. Lee died last year.

But I found bankruptcy proceedings on his shop,

filed a few months ago.

It was signed by a former assistant of Lee's.

A Mr. Bill Makoto.

1426 Cole Street.

Yeah, Jenny.

All right, put him on.

When?

How is the woman? She badly hurt?

She's coming along now.

Has no idea who hit her. Whoever did took off.

There are no other witnesses so far.

Whatever Tobias had in that suitcase isn't here now.

Room's been ransacked. Nothing but dirty laundry.

Tell Che to get a lab crew over there,

go over it with a fine-tooth comb.

I want anything and everything.

All right, that clinches it.

Somebody got to Tobias' room before we did, cleaned it out.

Then there certainly is a connection

between Tobias' death and the Whiting case.

Yeah, a connection somebody's been trying to cover up.

Now it's out in the open.

What did you say the name of that jeweler was?

Makoto. I have the address.

All right, gentlemen. I want Mr. Makoto. Bring him in, fast.

McGARRETT: Five p.m. flight, one way.

Honolulu to Tokyo, first class.

The airline says that's all they had available

when he called in for a reservation at 4 p.m.

He also had this in his pocket when we took him off the plane.

Seventeen hundred and twenty dollars cash.

Pretty good for a young man who just went bankrupt.

The shop went bankrupt. That's my money.

I told you I've been saving up for years.

All I wanna do is go back to Japan,

open up a shop of my own.

Mr. Makoto,

I don't think you realize how serious this is.

You're in trouble.

Now, things can go better for you if you decide to cooperate.

Have you ever seen these before?

No.

Three years ago, a woman by the name of Whiting

ordered them designed by Mr. Lee.

Very unusual. Excellent workmanship.

You made everything that was good in Lee's shop.

No.

The old man was a great artist. I never saw those before.

McGARRETT: Sometime later,

maybe a few days before January the 14th last year,

somebody brought one of these into Mr. Lee's shop,

and ordered a copy made.

Now, you keep your design sketches, don't you?

Heh. I don't know what you're talking about.

If Mr. Lee made something once...

On that January the 14th, a murder was committed.

A man is in jail who may be innocent.

Last night, another murder may have been committed.

I don't know anything about any murder.

Now, you listen to me.

You can spend the rest of your life in jail

for aiding and abetting, unless you tell the truth right now.

Jail? For what?

What did I do?

Who hired you to make this extra cuff link last year?

No one. Who told you to get out of town

today in such a hurry?

No. You got this all wrong.

Who paid you $1700 to run away? To keep quiet?

Nobody. Look, I can't help you.

I just can't.

He's scared to death. If we keep after him...

I can speed it up.

I think I've got somebody who will really melt him.

Mr. McGarrett, something's happened.

What? I know you only wanted to see Henry...

I was still with Flora at the hotel

when your office reached me...

Mrs. Whiting, I may have some information for you.

Will you kindly wait here while Mr. Lockman and I talk?

Oh, Mr. McGarrett, please, can't I...?

Please, it will only be a few minutes. Mr. Lockman?

McGarrett.

McGarrett, you've been checking on me.

My secretary tells me you wanted to know where I was

and everything I did yesterday.

We're checking anybody and everybody

who had anything to do with Tobias.

By the way, Mr. Lockman, why is it that you never told us

Tobias called your office just after he docked in Honolulu?

What was the point?

He called and wanted me to invest

in another one of his harebrained

Australian land deals. I said no.

You said $3000 worth of yes last year.

Just after Whiting went to prison

and Tobias took off for Australia.

Mm-hm. And that was it.

The first and last swindle he ever took me for.

Check what I bought, McGarrett.

I will.

Ten acres of prime swampland.

And that's what I got for dealing with an old friend.

You know, once burned...

Who's this?

Somebody who knows who might have framed Fred Whiting.

What?

Oh, oh, the cuff link that Flora came up with.

Frankly, McGarrett, none of this makes any sense to me.

A third cuff link.

All right, Danno, book him.

Turn him over to H.P.D.

Mr. Lockman,

when you talked to Tobias last night,

did he tell you where he was staying?

No, he did not.

Look, I got nothing to do with this. What...?

Come on, let's go.

Now, Mr. McGarrett? You said you'd...

McGarrett, what's going on? What are you pulling here?

I told you, Mr. Lockman, this is the man who made the cuff links.

All three of them. MAKOTO: No.

I didn't say that. I didn't say anything.

You mean he made the third cuff link?

Yeah. The question is, when did you make it?

I'm sorry, Mrs. Whiting.

I want the truth.

When did you make the third cuff link for Mrs. Whiting?

Four... Four days ago.

You've had a whole year to plan this, haven't you, Mrs. Whiting?

Among all the letters you wrote, you wrote one to Bill Makoto.

You told him to get his old drawings out,

and start making another cuff link.

Fred is innocent. He was framed.

When you came back here five days ago, you had it all set.

But then this morning, you picked up the newspaper,

and you discovered the perfect timing for your little ploy.

Mr. Tobias was murdered.

He was murdered because he knew something.

McGARRETT: Oh, yes. Yes.

He wrote you a letter, didn't he?

But you saw it.

I saw one page of it and the rest you threw away.

And everything else you claimed he said, you invented.

Mr. Tobias knew who murdered that girl.

You're lying, Mrs. Whiting.

You've told me nothing but lies right along.

Stop it. Stop it. I won't hear it.

And the more lies you told, the bigger they got.

Now why don't you admit it? You were lying.

All right, I lied.

And I did all those other things too. I had to.

I had to make you find the truth.

Fred is innocent, he's innocent,

he's inno... Flora. Flora.

For the love of heaven, McGarrett, she can't take this.

Now, she hasn't been well. You knew that.

I tried to warn you this morning.

Chin.

Take Mrs. Whiting back to her hotel.

I don't wanna go back to the hotel. I... You've got to...

Do you know the name of her doctor?

Yes, Wurderman. I don't need a doctor,

All right, take her... I'm not... Henry.

McGARRETT: We'll have the doctor meet you there.

It's all right, I'll be along later.

McGarrett, please,

now she hasn't done anything really criminal.

I'll answer that for you, Mr. Lockman,

when I find out who ransacked Tobias' room today.

All I can do is present the facts to the attorney general.

Yes, but in the state she's in, she's...

She's sick and disturbed.

Now surely you could at least

recommend to the attorney general...

I sympathize with her, Mr. Lockman,

but sick or not, she manufactured evidence,

and she obstructed the police investigation of Tobias' death.

Now will you please call her doctor?

You can use one of the phones outside.

Yes, I'll arrange to have a nurse stay with her, but...

But please hurry, doctor, this is an emergency.

Yeah. Yeah, good. Thank you.

Hold it, Kono.

You're still at Tobias' place, right?

What you've got is pretty important.

Steve's here and I think you better tell him yourself.

Hang on.

Steve, Kono on Line 2.

McGARRETT: Kono, what have you got?

Steve, I found me a witness.

Someone who saw a car drive off

from the alley behind Tobias' motel.

A green sedan.

I've got the three numbers for the license.

Have you checked with Motor Vehicles?

They're working on it now. They'll call you

as soon as they come up with the registered owner.

Yes?

For you, doc.

Mr. Lockman. Yeah.

Well, she's finally asleep, Henry.

I've had quite a time with her.

She's been fighting the sedation.

Well, the nurse is on her way, doctor.

Uh, ten, 15 minutes at the most.

I wanna thank you for getting there so promptly.

Yes. Yes. I agree there. That should be necessary.

I have two more house calls to make,

so I'm leaving instructions and medication for the nurse.

No, no, it's sedatives.

She'll require more during the night and tomorrow.

Not at all, Henry.

And my number is here if the nurse should need me.

Good night.

Good night.

George.

Look at the view, George.

Come on out, bring your drink.

Henry.

Answer the phone, please.

No, Flora. Dr. Wurderman said no calls.

How can you do that?

Let the phone ring.

I never can.

You've gotta get some sleep. Doctor's orders.

He left a prescription.

Fix me a drink, Henry.

Flora.

I need a drink.

Please.

All right.

Just one drink.

When did you get here?

Dr. Wurderman let me in.

Just after you'd fallen asleep.

Oh.

Now, if you take this, you get this.

Now come on, Flora, be a good girl.

Please.

That's it.

What did Mr. McGarrett mean

when he said that room had been ransacked?

I don't know, it's not important.

Did you ransack that room?

Why would you think that?

Because you were there

when I told McGarrett that lie

about Mr. Tobias

having all those important papers on him.

Did you?

All right, Flora.

Sure, I did it.

See, I knew what you were up to.

I just wanted your stories to look better.

For your sake and Fred's.

Now come on, take your pill

like a good girl. You promised.

Henry,

did you kill Mr. Tobias?

Oh, Flora.

Dr. Wurderman didn't let you in.

You had my keys.

You had them all day long.

Tobias knew something about you, didn't he?

Something about you and Betty Anders.

And you killed her.

And you blamed... You blamed it on Fred.

Of course you did.

I should have known it all along.

Oh, no. Please. Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

All right, Flora.

See, Betty was... Betty was drunk

and she was crazy when I...

When I walked in on her.

After Fred left, she turned on me, and sh...

She was gonna expose me.

See, your instincts were right, Flora, you...

I set Fred up with Betty.

Simon-pure Fred, your...

Your shining knight.

He couldn't take advice.

Couldn't do it my way, so I had to get rid of him.

I'm sorry, Flora.

But you just couldn't stop.

Just like Tobias, he wouldn't stop either.

He'd always be asking.

Always wondering.

McGARRETT: Hold it, Lockman, hold it. Get her, Danno.

Put her down. Get her on her feet, keep her moving.

Spread them.

We found out who rented the green sedan.

But you had to stop her from telling us you took the car,

didn't you, Lockman?

You borrowed it to get to Tobias' motel

and ransack his room.

Okay, Chin, take him.

My dear enemy.