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Thank you.

Miss Reineck?

I'm Jacob Kalima.

I hope you haven't been waiting too long.

Now I want you to go to this address as soon as you can, just to find out for

sure.

Miss Reineck?

Was there anyone else beside Walter?

Miss Reineck?

Look, I don't want to get anybody in trouble.

You'll be in more trouble if you don't tell us.

Surely you must realize that.

It was someone else.

But he's a very good person, and I don't want to see him hurt.

We want to help him, not hurt him.

Please.

James Trevor Warren.

No, no, Charlie, let's just pass over that. I'll hit him on his voting record.

Yeah, okay, well, I'll see you in about an hour.

All right.

Yes, Jane?

Mr. Jacob Kalama for you. Says he got your name from Linda Reineck.

I'll take it, Gene.

Yes, yes, Mr. Claymore, what can I do for you?

Yes, I understand.

Well, that's all right.

I see.

I see.

Well, I'll be obviously not here.

If you're driving, I can suggest a secluded place.

Do you know the parking lot by Wailupi Beach Park?

Yes, I do.

Okay, that'll be fine.

I'll be in court till about 5 o'clock this afternoon. Anytime after that.

5.30.

All right, Mr. Klamath. Thank you very much.

years old dead when we got here two gunshot wounds front of perennial who

found him i did we're in routine patrol spotted this car parked here no driver

in sight i got out to investigate and found him slumped on the seat hold it

any rd on them

pockets are empty but there's a lot of stuff in the car

Ben? Yeah?

There's a clean set of tire tracks right here.

Might not mean anything.

Cars come here a lot.

Ben? Yeah?

Contact the lab.

Have them make a mold of those prints.

Department of Health, State of Hawaii.

Why us, Dono? Why not HPD homicide?

This doesn't shape up as an ordinary murder, Steve.

No way.

How come?

We ran a background check on Kalema.

Married man, two kids, led a quiet life.

His hobby was gardening.

No debts, no gambling, no trouble.

Apparently a pleasant guy.

Everybody liked him. Friends, neighbors, minister.

And we know the robbery wasn't a motive.

Somebody went through his things. No prints, but Kalema's.

And his money was left in the car.

So we figured the murder had to be linked in some way to his line of work.

Which was what?

He had a specialty, Steve.

He tracked down venereal disease.

And this is Jacob's office.

Although we didn't spend much time here, our investigators seldom do.

They work all over town, in back alleys and in parking lots, wherever their

contacts want to meet.

We're fighting a raging epidemic here. It's as bad in Hawaii as it is on the

mainland, and we fight it any way we can.

Can you tell us who Jacob Kalema met yesterday?

He never got back to file a report.

I'd have to see the records he had with him.

No papers found on him at all.

Then I'm afraid I can't help very much.

See, an investigator's day is improvised. One contact leads to

another.

But where does it start?

Where does it start?

Usually with a morbidity card.

That's a report from a medical lab, the kind that does blood tests for doctors.

The labs are required by law to report to us when they find V.D. In this case,

syphilis.

There's no patient's name.

Well, the blood samples are coded.

We call the lab and get the infected person's name. And then when we meet

with him, we explain that he can be completely cured with early treatment.

Then we ask for the names of his recent sexual contacts.

Then we go to each person named, and we make sure that they come in for

treatment. And we ask them the name of their recent contacts.

Then we continue the process until each line of infection is followed to the

end. But if this was the...

The mobility card that Jacob Kalima started with yesterday, we followed the

same chain of infection and we'd be talking to the same people he talked to,

wouldn't we? That's right, that's true. But one word of caution, gentlemen.

These people are not criminals.

You can't flash a badge and expect them to talk about something this personal.

We take a different approach.

No moral blame, plus our word that no one outside of this office will ever

know their identity.

You mean everybody talks to you?

Well, there's a rule about 95% once they understand the choice.

And the choice is that they can be completely cured and in confidence, or

they can be left alone and end up blind, crippled, dead.

Something smells awfully good in there.

Are you ready for some coffee?

I sure am.

Brings back some nice memories.

Chicory and eggshells. I haven't forgotten.

I certainly haven't forgotten.

We have a lot of time to make up for, Paula.

It's been a very lonely year.

Let's wipe it up.

It never happened, Jim.

I can tell you one thing. I'm never going to let you leave me again.

Sounds like we're in for a long breakfast.

Well, a long dinner at least. I'm afraid I have an early appointment this

morning.

Miss Tanaka, please hold all calls.

Look, that interview with Mr. Kaleima, that was supposed to be confidential.

Mr. Boardman, we're investigating a murder.

Did you read this morning's paper?

Yes, I did, I did. It's a terrible thing.

Mr.

Kaleima seemed like a decent guy.

I mean, he didn't preach at me or anything. He just told me where to go to

get the shots. I went, I did, I have to go back once more, and that's it, cured.

Do you know who we went to see next?

Look, you said this was confidential, right?

Right. My wife will be back next week. I'd rather not see this on the 6 o'clock

news. It's confidential.

Sophie Norris.

She's a buyer for Miss Polynesia Shops.

Sophie Norris?

Yes. Five-O, we'd like to talk to you.

Sure.

Say, don't tell me they found those missing shipments of moo-moos from Hong

Kong. No, no, nothing like that.

We understand you spoke to Jacob Kalema yesterday.

Say, what is this?

They sending cops around now to make sure you got your shots?

Miss Norris, Jacob Kalema was murdered yesterday.

I'm sure you read about it.

Yes, I did. It was awful.

A poor man.

But I can't tell you anything about that. He was fine when I saw him

yesterday. What time was that?

I think it was around 10.30.

We talked here for a couple of minutes.

I know all the questions by now, so it didn't take too long. You know what I

mean? Who is he going to see next? Do you know?

No, I don't.

He asked for the names of my recent contacts, and I gave him Walter's name.

Walter Kleinman.

Where does he live?

I wish I knew.

He's a student at Oahu Junior College.

He used to work in our shipping room part-time.

Look, I don't go around cruising universities looking for college boys.

I needed some help moving furniture into my new apartment.

And, uh, there we were.

Well, you know.

Oahu Junior College.

Thank you.

Hey, Walter, come on.

Yeah, I'll be right there.

Yeah, I talked to Mr. Kaleva.

He was a real nice guy.

He set up an appointment for me to get shots.

He said my folks don't have to know.

That's right.

Did you give him anyone else's name?

Anyone he could have gone to see next?

What about her, Walter?

I didn't mean to mess up her life.

I like her.

I really like her.

Yes, I'm Linda Reinert's mother. What is it?

We're from 5-0, ma'am.

May we speak with Linda?

She isn't home from school yet.

Something wrong?

We checked with the high school office. She hasn't been there all day.

But I don't understand.

What's happened to her?

Probably nothing.

Now, look, you don't send the cops here because nothing's happened. What is it?

Mrs. Reinick, we don't know that anything's happened.

When did you see her last?

This morning, when she left for school.

About 7.

That's pretty early for school.

She always leaves early.

This morning, even earlier.

Because she... She got a call last night.

From whom?

I don't know. She took it herself.

She said she had to leave early because she had to meet someone.

Do you have a picture of Linda?

Yes.

Chin,

get out on APB on the girl. Lean on it. Right.

Central, catch me through to McGarrett.

Steve, I found the Reineck girl.

Better get a doctor.

For her mother.

How did it happen?

She was found on the beach out near Kalanianioli Highway.

She was fatally wounded.

How?

With a .22 caliber handgun, she was shot.

Okay. Take her out, please.

You know who?

Well, we have some information that she got a phone call last night.

Someone wanted to meet her this morning.

That would point to a friend or at least to someone she knew.

No, no, you got it wrong.

Linda's friends, Walter, all the others, they were good kids like her.

This had to be done by some crazy, doped-up hippie.

You're gonna find them, McGarrett.

We'll still need a list of her friends, at least the people she was close to.

No, I'm telling you.

They're on the wrong track.

Linda's friends.

Hey, wait a minute.

Maybe you know something.

Something you're not telling me, huh?

You got an idea who did it?

I told you that we didn't know.

But you know something.

You came to my house yesterday before you knew Linda was dead.

You were looking for some high school kid.

Now come.

Calm down, Mr. Raven. Don't tell me to calm down. It's my baby laying dead out

there on that slab.

I want it straight.

Linda was sick before she died.

We think her murder was linked to another one.

Sick? What do you mean, sick?

How was she sick?

You say she was sick? How was she sick? What was the matter with her?

She had a venereal disease.

What do you want to say a thing like that for?

I'm sorry you insisted on knowing.

Doc?

It's true, Mr. Reinach.

The spirochete that causes syphilis is unmistakable, confirmed by post-mortem

examination.

No, no.

It's a lie.

It's a dirty lie.

What the hell do you people want to make up stuff like that for?

Lousy cops.

Ain't it enough she's dead?

I told you at school.

That early?

Yes, yes, for basketball practice.

Did you see Linda before school?

No. But you called her the night before, didn't you?

No, I was at the clinic getting shots.

You didn't call her the night before?

No.

Well, were you mad at her for infecting you?

No, no, you've got it wrong.

I infected her.

How do you know for sure?

You had to know, Linda.

She didn't groove with just any guy. She wasn't that kind of girl.

I wanted to marry her.

Steve.

Yeah, Don.

Kip checks out.

You've seen him playing ball in the schoolyard yesterday afternoon and this

morning. Coincides with the time of both murders.

I really think you're overreacting again, Paula.

The doctor just wants you to go in for some tests.

I mean, it's nothing. They may turn out to be negative.

If not, we'll both take the shots and that'll be the end of it.

I could have lied about this whole thing, you know. Dr. Crowley suggested

that I tell you it was some kind of kidney infection. I had too much respect

for your intelligence.

Don't forget, Paula, you walked out on me.

Got very lonely around here. It's not as if I was cheating on the ideal marriage,

you know that?

I never kidded myself that it was ideal.

I did once think it was a marriage.

I mean, we both made mistakes.

What's past is past.

I love you. I want us to stay together.

Oh, yes.

The campaign image. We mustn't forget that.

The stalwart young candidate with his loyal wife beside him. That's not it,

Paul. It's you I want.

Company.

Why?

Is the great man lonely?

There are dozens of people surrounding you all the time. That's right, dozens

and dozens of people, and I've told you a thousand times they don't mean

anything to me. You're the only person I've ever loved, Paula.

Me and how many others?

Tire tracks on the Jacob Kalima killing.

Tire tracks on the Linda Reinach killing.

Identical, Steve.

And so are the slugs.

Same ballistic markings on both.

Any make on the tire?

It's an Olympic hard-grip model manufactured two years ago. Size 878-14.

That'll fit most American cars.

Then there could be thousands of them like it on Oahu. Yeah.

Not exactly like this one.

The gash near the outer channel.

At first, we thought it was an imperfection in the mold.

The same thing appears on this one, too.

Yeah. This car went over something sharp, a piece of metal, maybe, which

left a scar.

Dano, I want a check made on all cars connected with Linda Reinick. Teachers,

friends, relatives, anybody.

Steve, every car at our school.

Must be hundreds.

I'll get Duke. He'll give you all the manpower you need.

Right.

Good work, Che.

Hop in. I'll give you a lift to school.

That's all right, Mr. Reinach. I don't mind walking.

Come on. Come on. Get in.

I'm sorry about Linda.

Yeah. Yeah, I know.

It's hard to believe I was just talking to her.

Yeah.

Just talking.

He was talking to her, Frank.

Hey, that was it.

You got time.

I figured we'd talk a while.

Since you like to talk.

Guess you go out with a lot of girls, huh, Walter?

No. No, I don't.

Oh, come on now. A good-looking boy like you?

Think you got a different one for every night in the week?

Sort of play the field, right?

It was Linda I liked. I really liked her, Mr. Reinach.

You liked her?

Give her syphilis.

Did you think you could keep her quiet?

By keeping Linda quiet?

Hey.

Hey, look. That doesn't make any sense.

I reported my case first. I told him to go talk to Linda. Her getting killed

wouldn't keep it quiet.

Then you admit you gave it to her.

I don't know. I don't know. I guess maybe I did.

And then you killed her.

No.

You're going to tell the truth, kid.

Man, oh man, are you going to tell the truth.

Who did it, Walter?

Was it Linda's father?

We're gonna find out sooner or later.

I had it coming.

She trusted me.

Look what I did to her.

It was Phil Reinick, wasn't it?

You have a right to swear out a complaint.

You shouldn't let him do this to you.

He's not a bad guy.

He just didn't understand her, that's all.

The things she was into.

She always had to go sneaking off for everything.

Her obsessions.

College, she protests.

Even working for the committee.

Committee?

What committee?

Hello?

Very much aware.

that the time for change is here.

And it's now.

As the old forms break down, new ones rise to take their place.

We spoke before of our new responsibility.

Let us now speak of our new hope.

Hope for a world where all men stand side by side.

embarked upon a new adventure, unhampered by the myths and fears of

yesterday.

That brave new world we're talking about is in your hands, and I am confident

that together we can bring that brave new world to pass.

It can happen now.

And it's going to happen now because we are going to make it happen.

Could you answer some questions for the college radio station, Mr. Warren? Sure,

of course. Mr. Warren, what made you decide to write this? We just can't get

over this thing.

Did she report to you as campaign manager?

No, she worked with Billy.

I head up the Youth for Warren committee.

Full name?

Billy Grunwald.

William. What hours of the day did Linda work?

Usually early in the morning, before school.

I have a time and worksheet for all the volunteer workers in our office.

And you are?

Jean Holland. I'm Mr. Warren's secretary.

Well, at the risk of coining a cliche, I just don't think that a man of

conscience can stand idly by at a time like this.

Excuse me.

Mr. Warren, do you feel the recent poll showing the gains you've made in the

blue-collar area...

Finally, if we step over here, I think we'd be less in the way.

Linda was supposed to come in yesterday morning, but she never showed up.

We were working from 8 o'clock on.

I see.

So all of you were there from 8 o'clock on.

Yes, that's right.

That's right. It sounds like 8 is a crucial number.

Time of death, Mr. McGarrett?

Never exact.

It's just a bracket.

Just a second. Jim?

Jim?

This is Mr.

McGarrett. He's with 5-0. Mr. McGarrett.

Warren? Hello.

Is it about Linda?

Yes. Did you know her?

I did.

I know all of our campaign personnel.

We're very upset about what happened. Is there anything we can do?

Well, right now, we'd like to know where everyone was about 8 o'clock yesterday

morning. That's more or less the time of death.

They've accounted for their time. What about you, Mr. Warren?

Well, I was home with my wife until about 8.30, and then I left for the

office. I think I got in about 9 o'clock.

Any of you have any contact with a man named Jacob Kalina?

No.

No?

Very well.

Thank you.

Mr. McGowan.

It would be foolish, of course, for any of us to say that we didn't know the

name Jacob Kalina. It certainly has been in the newspapers enough. Including an

implied connection with the two murders.

What Gilly means is that...

When it gets out that Linda worked with us, it can be very harmful for Mr.

Warren. Of course, we're not suggesting that anyone suppress the news, but

rumors, innuendos, five days before an election could hurt us.

There'll be no releases out of my office, not until this case is wrapped

up, Mr. Warren.

Thank you. I appreciate that.

That's no special privilege.

That's standard procedure.

Thank you.

You'll keep his word, Jim.

I trust him.

I have a feeling he's not going to trust me when he finds out I lied.

You lied?

Yes, about being with Paula until 8.30 yesterday morning.

I left the house about 7.30 and went down to the beach. I had a thousand

things on my mind. I just sat there and looked at the ocean for an hour by

myself. Well, that's going to be kind of hard to support to the police, wouldn't

you say?

So, we just get Paula to say that she was with you until half past eight? No

problem. I hate to tell you this, Marty, but Paula has left me again.

Well, then, I think we better find her before they do.

You know they're going to check your story, Jim.

You better call the Royal Hawaiian. Call the Princess Kailani. Those are her two

favorite hotels.

You better call the airlines, Billy, just in case and check.

Roger.

What's the matter? You feeling bad again?

I can't believe it.

What are you talking about? What are you taking?

Tranquilizers.

Phil?

Yeah?

Remember you said you thought it was Walter?

Hmm?

I have to tell you.

Walter.

Yeah, what about Walter?

Not him.

Take a look.

Linda's room.

I saw her scrapbook.

Gary. Good, Ben. Good. Good. We're on our way.

Murder car found.

Warren Campaign Headquarters.

Let's go.

Is that you?

Artie?

Hello, lover.

Who are you? I'm nobody.

I'm just a big hard-hat slob.

I'm Linda Reinach's father.

I'm very sorry about what happened to Linda. She was... Animals!

That's how you tell them to live, like animals.

No rules, no God, no... Right and wrong. There's sex like animals.

You're dirty, Mr. Warren.

What are you doing? Grab him, not me.

He's the one that did it.

He killed her. He murdered my daughter. He murdered her.

Listen to me.

Listen. I don't know anyone who has a better right to be mad than you have.

But this is a matter for the law. You understand that? The law.

Not you.

Okay, book it.

McGarrett, McGarrett, listen to me.

Sure, I came here to kill him. I'm half out of my head over this. But look at

that.

I'm not wrong. Look at it.

I'd like to ask you some questions.

In my office.

You want a lawyer?

Hello, Mr. McGarrett.

I don't know what to say.

She was a lovely girl.

Full of life, good humor.

Beautiful.

My wife had left me about that time. I was very lonely. I'm not making an

excuse for what happened. It's just that... I had no idea how deeply she

felt about me until now.

Do you know it was found she had B.D.? Yes, I know. I was informed by the

health department.

So you did meet Jacob Kalema?

No, he called me and told me on the phone.

Phone?

They usually request a personal meeting.

We were supposed to meet that evening, as a matter of fact, and he left a

message for me canceling. I don't know why.

You mean he called your office?

No, he left a message for me in court.

Where did you go after court?

I went home.

Stop off anyplace?

Then how come your car was at Wailupi Beach Park?

Where Kalema was killed and his record stolen.

What?

What do you mean? What car?

Tracks found near Kalema's murder.

Tracks found near Linda Reineck's murder.

Tracks made from a 1970 station wagon leased to James Trevor Warren. There are

ten cars leased to me for this campaign, gentlemen.

All sorts of people have access to those cars. Campaign workers, everybody.

Check with my secretary, Miss Holland. She knows exactly where every car is at

every moment.

You mean people who sign up for the cars? That's right.

Including you?

No, not me.

Which means that you can take any car at any time?

That's right.

Jacob Kalima was killed Tuesday.

Between 5.30 and 6, following morning Wednesday, Linda was killed someplace

between...

7.45 and 8.15.

Where were you during those times?

I was at home with my wife.

Anyone else at home?

No.

Then the entire verification of your story depends on Mrs. Warren.

Yes. We called your wife several times, no answer.

Well, that's not surprising, gentlemen. My wife has left me. I have no idea

where she is.

You own a gun, Mr. Warren?

Yes, I do.

22-caliber handgun.

Is that correct?

Yes.

Permit number C as in Charlie, 19634.

That's right.

They were both murdered by 22-caliber bullets.

We'd like to match them against your gun.

Well, I'm afraid that's going to be rather difficult, gentlemen. I looked

for the gun in my study this afternoon, and it's not there.

Why did you suddenly look for it today?

I told you, my wife has left me.

I was worried about her. She's subject to very severe fits of depression. There

was an incident recently with sleeping pills.

Oh, that's very neat.

That's very convenient.

Your wife and the gun, both gone. Your alibi and ballistics impossible to

check. You say she went away. I submit that you sent her away with a gun.

That's not true, Mr. McGarrett. That's not true.

Donald, get out on APB.

Check the airlines, hotels, ships.

I want to find, follow up.

Billy found her.

Through the airlines.

She's in San Francisco.

Hello, operator. I'd like to make a person-to-person call to San Francisco,

California.

Right. Where's Jim?

He's been taken away by the police.

Oh, no.

Yes? Paula, this is Billy Grunwald.

Look, I'm in Jim's office with Marty and Jean. We have a little problem.

Jim's in trouble.

Now, we need you. When can you... Save your breath, Billy.

It's over between us.

I mean over.

Paula, I don't think you understand.

We're talking about real trouble.

The police are involved, and you've got to come back and tell them that you were

with Jim from 5 o'clock Tuesday night.

to 8.30 Wednesday morning, which of course is true.

That's not true.

He came home at 10 and he left at 7.30 in the morning.

Paula, I still don't think you understand.

We're talking about a major crime.

Jim's innocent, of course, but it has to be proven.

His whole career, his life is... His career.

His life.

I gave him everything I had.

My help.

My love He gave me

Syphilis

That's

great It's really great Jim and Linda

an 18 year old high school kid now Great candidate.

The man who's going to save the world.

Have a little understanding for him, Billy.

For him?

What about us? The ones who believed his ideals?

The great man.

Yeah, he's going to save the world.

If he lied to us about Linda, maybe he lied about everything.

Everything.

Billy.

I think the precincts have just been heard from.

The election seems to be over.

You mean you're quitting?

Old jockeys never quit.

They just have to find a horse in the running.

Come on, Jean.

Marty, wait! There's a chance!

There's always a chance!

Mr. Warren's office.

Miss Holland, this is McGarrett at 5-0.

Could you come in right away with your volunteer workers' records?

Yes, we're especially interested in the sign-out sheets for the campaign cards.

On the second floor of the Ohlone Palace.

Thank you.

Yes, yes, of course, right away.

Miss Holland.

Holland, would you come in, please? Yes.

Mr. Warren tells me you're an excellent record keeper.

We'd like to know who, if anyone, signed out for the station wagon on Tuesday,

October the 31st.

That's all right, Gene. Tell them whenever they want to know.

Yes, here it is.

October 31st, station wagon.

Signed out to Mr. Anthony Carter.

4.50 p.m.

No time return.

Who's Anthony Carter?

What? Mr. Warren.

That's a name that's not familiar to me.

No address, no...

Phone number? Where are those famous records of yours, Miss Holland?

Wait, let me see. Carter.

Carter.

Oh.

Yes, I do remember him now.

He was a tall man and, uh... Let's see, he had a swarthy complexion and he was

heavyset, yes.

But Mr. Warren, who once said that he knew everyone on the committee, never

heard of him.

May I see your list of campaign workers?

Of course.

It's on the back flap.

Oh. No Anthony Carter here.

Yet you, uh, you let him sign a car out?

Well, I know it seems unusual, but... Well, he came in with such confidence.

He seemed like he belonged here, and I just... I just assumed that he was a

friend of Mr.

Warren's. On an assumption, you let him sign a car out rather than your careful

check. That's not your usual way, is it?

Well, that's the way it was, Mr. McGarrett.

I see.

Would you, uh, sign the name of Anthony Carter for me, please?

Me?

Please.

Of course.

Once again, please, only this time, slant the letters to the left.

Well, I don't understand why you want me to... Please, please.

Okay.

Look, I'm a very trustworthy person, Mr. McGarrett.

Now, you can ask Mr. Warren that. He trusts me with everything, don't you,

Mr. Warren? Yes. Yes, with his personal files, with his private correspondence.

Looting the keys to his house? Of course.

Then you know where he kept his gun. He had a right to protect himself.

He's one man.

One man in a generation. He could be anything.

He could be the governor. He could be the president.

Only they're trying to destroy you. Don't you see that?

Hatreds and jealousies.

Yes, even your wife.

Oh, so perfect.

So I see.

She drove you to... To Linda.

Sweet, angelic Linda.

Beneath all that innocence, filth.

Disease.

But she had to go and tell that government man.

Two insignificant people who could destroy you.

Destroy James Trevor Warren.

So I had to do something.

I had to...

I had to stop them. I had to protect you.

Would you see? I had to protect you.

22 count.

Booker Dana, murder one, two counts.

You're free to go.

With one provision, make yourself available to appear before the grand

jury, which meets in a couple of days. We'll need your testimony.

Oh, yeah. It's all out in the open now, Mr. Warren.

Well, I don't expect I'll be very far away, Mr. McGarrett.

If I'm not addressing some group or another, I expect I'll be at the

international market shaking hands.

I'm still running for office, you know.

Although after what's happened, I'm sure I'll be clobbered at the polls.

Why not let the people decide?

They always do.