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Thank you

Do you want to carry the small one, sir?

No.

No, I'll check it.

Have a nice flight.

Tell it's actually the Internal Revenue Service, San Francisco.

Jason T. Adams under indictment, federal income tax evasion, en route Honolulu

flight 842.

Traveling under the name of Garrison, suspect carrying large sum of cash.

Advise caution.

Photo facts and description.

Why us, then? Why not the local IRS office?

Well, they're smart. This is Saturday.

Well, always glad to give the tax boys an assist.

I better call the airlines, though, and make sure Garrison's aboard.

Oh, I did.

He's there all right.

Seat 2C, front cabin.

Did you advise the pilot?

I told him to do nothing to alarm Garrison.

I said we meet the plane.

Let's move in.

I'm going to hurt you. I'm going to hurt you.

Can you hear me?

Hey, are you all right?

Are you the supervisor?

Yes.

Garrett, Hawaii 5-0. We're looking for a passenger named Garrison.

I know it. Your man's in here, but he doesn't answer.

Step aside, please.

Get a mechanic. I want this door taken off.

That won't be necessary, Mr. McGarrett. There's a little trick we use when

children lock themselves in at 30,000 feet.

Can opener.

At this point we reunite mother and child.

Is this Garrison?

Yes.

When was the last time you saw him alive?

Just before we landed, about ten minutes before.

Everyone else was in their seats. He got up to go to the lab.

Just him?

Yes.

No.

There was another man.

A dark...

Beard, glasses.

He was in seat 3B.

Chin, have Dano take the stewardess to the baggage claim area right away, just

in case the guy with the beard hasn't left.

And Chin, set up roadblocks at all airport exits and surveillance at any

other airline gates.

We don't want the guy to take the next plane out.

Now boarding at gate nine.

Please report to the ticket information counter.

Excuse me, have you seen a bag that looks like this? Someone booked mine by

mistake. No, sir.

Anything?

Porter?

Yes, sir? We're looking for a man with a beard and sunglasses.

Have you seen anyone like that?

No, sir.

Dark hair, dark beard, sunglasses.

Nobody like that.

You're looking for a man with a beard?

Yeah. He went in the restroom.

Like this?

A little wider.

Like this?

Yes.

How long do you figure, Joe?

Not much longer, Steve.

Almost through.

Possible killer.

Sitting where he could observe the victim at all times.

Looks like he stalked him for 3,000 miles before he made his hit. Yeah.

Steve, airport search from top to bottom. No sign of the man with the

beard. No luck with the roadblocks either.

Okay. And there's a joint in Cavell, they see you. IRS, mainland.

Send him in.

And send Ben in, too, please. Right.

This way, please. Thank you.

Mr. McGarrett?

Yes. I'm Jonathan Cavell, Internal Revenue Service.

I sent you a teletype on the Adams case. Yes, we got it.

Welcome to our bailiwick, Danny Williams.

How you doing?

Uh, where is he?

He was murdered.

Strangled to death on the plane.

What about the money?

No sign of it.

How much was he carrying?

600,000.

Was there any luggage?

One piece, unclaimed.

What was in it?

Clothing.

Personal effects.

There had to be another bag, the one with the money.

That could be.

The baggage claim checks were torn off his ticket.

That's about it.

This is our chief suspect.

Ring any bells?

No.

He was using the name Henry Marsh.

Bound to be a phony.

Like a $3 bill.

We've already checked with the San Francisco police.

The address on his ticket was non-existent.

Miss Saunders got a good look at him. She was stewardess on the flight.

Was there anything else you can tell us about him besides his appearance?

Well, he talked kind of funny. Some kind of accent.

What kind?

Maybe European?

Oh, there was another thing. He had this habit of cleaning his silverware, wiping

it like he was afraid of germs or something.

Joe, 200 copies distributed through our regular HPD and 50 outlets.

Be sure to include all harbor and airport security police. Right.

Dono, Chen, Ben, divide the list among yourselves.

Check all the tourist hotels.

Find everyone who was aboard that flight and show them that sketch of Henry

Marsh. Maybe somebody can tell us who he is or where he is.

I'd like part of that list myself, McGarrett.

I want to work along with your men.

Good. Good. Do you need a car?

I've rented one.

Fine. We need all the help we can get.

Here you are, right off the top. Thank you.

Just think of me as part of the team.

Mr. and Mrs. Arthur Davion?

Yes.

Five-0.

You were in flight 842 from San Francisco this morning?

Yes.

Do you know this man?

I've never seen him before in my life.

You, George?

Yeah, I remember this guy.

He was up in first class, but I don't know him.

Thank you.

Moore, we can take the number seven tour, which starts on the North Shore

and goes through a sugar cane field, past Schofield Barracks to a beach on

the leeward side of the island, where Burl Lancaster kissed Deborah Kerr.

Hey, honey, bring me my shaving kit, will you? Which one?

Which one? The only one I have.

It's in the little brown valise, I think.

Listen, if that's too long, there's a shorter one.

It skirts the breathtaking shoreline past jewel-like Cocoa Head Crater,

Makaku Point, and... Hey, Betty.

It's afternoon.

What do you say we take a little trip someplace, huh? See some scenery?

What do you think?

If we don't call the police right now, we are going to be in a lot of trouble.

This money can come from a kidnapping, a bank robbery.

You know, if we don't call them right now, they're going to think that we

stole it.

They're going to think that we stole that money. Shut up!

Now look, I've been listening to you for eight years. You listen to me for a

change.

This money, we don't know whose it is.

We don't know where it came from.

We don't know anything about a crime.

Well, they're going to think that we took that money. We don't know anything

about a crime.

Betty, this is our big chance.

One chance in a lifetime, and I'm not letting go.

You understand that?

Just a minute.

Mr. and Mrs. Will Rowan?

Yes, sir.

Five-0, may I come in?

Oh, surely.

You were on flight 842 this morning from San Francisco, is that right?

Yes, sir.

Did you happen to see this man or talk to him?

No.

Mrs. Rowan?

Well, if you should see him, please notify us at once, and don't try any

contacts with him yourself.

He may be dangerous.

He's wanted on suspicion of murder.

It's all right, Ben. It's all right.

It's all right. It's all right.

That money belongs to a killer.

He might be after us.

Well, it seems so cold in the room, the air conditioning.

And do you have the key?

Of course I have the key.

Thank you.

Garrett, Hawaii 5-0. What happened here?

Somebody came in while we were gone.

Tore everything apart.

Is that being stolen?

Nothing. My jewelry and clothes.

They're all there.

What's going on?

Oh, this is Mr. and Mrs. Walter Robinson. They were on the flight with

Marsh. Yes, I know. I had them on my list.

Take a look inside.

Why did the cyclone hit?

I don't know, but the cyclone didn't get what it was looking for.

Nothing's gone.

Henry Marsh.

You know what he'd be looking for.

Yeah, that's possible.

Could be the bags were switched at the airport.

But why the Robinsons?

Why, out of everyone on that plane, would he think that these people had his

bag?

Now, if the bags were switched, that would mean that there's another one

missing someplace. Have you tried lost and found at the airport?

Twice. Try again.

No, better yet, Ben.

Go down there yourself, look at everything that came in today,

regardless of size, and check for owner identification.

All right.

Hey, hold it.

Look what I found.

Bookmatches from another hotel, the International Inn.

What are they doing here?

Any idea where these came from?

Nope.

Henry Mark?

Could be.

We'll hit the International Inn. Can you take Lost and Found at the airport for

us? Of course.

the matter with you.

Are you sure this is right?

Of course I'm sure.

Sit down. Sit down.

Look, honey.

Suppose the police find our missing bag and identify us through the articles in

it, okay?

Then they come to our hotel.

Come to the room and they ask us if we took the money bag by mistake.

And we say no.

Then they say, how come we never came to the airport lost and found to inquire

about our own missing bag?

Then what do we say?

I don't know.

Don't you see that's practically an admission that we took the other bag?

I'm so confused.

You just stay here, okay?

You stay here and be calm.

I'll handle it, all right?

Okay?

I beg your pardon.

Yes?

We seem to have lost a bag.

A brown cloth and leather bag about...

Oh, so big?

You too?

The police are looking for one like that.

It wouldn't be yours, would it?

Oh, no, no.

No, it couldn't be.

What flight were you on?

842.

I'll check the crew. Sometimes they find these things.

Stewardess lounge, please.

Yes, how? These people were on your flight. They lost a bag about so big.

Brown cloth and leather.

Yes. I remember you.

A brown leather and cloth bag.

Yes.

I think I can help you with that.

Would you come with me, please?

I know just how you feel.

Once I picked up another girl's handbag and carried it around all day before I

realized my mistake Well,

that is what happened to you oh No, no, no you don't understand

Look, I know how you feel it was so embarrassing Not just that I had her

handbag, but that well I waited so long before I returned it

I was afraid she might think that... Well, you know what people think.

Look, I'm your friend.

I don't want you to get into trouble.

The airline doesn't either.

What happened to you, well, that's an understandable mistake.

But you didn't come forward, and that was wrong.

Well, do you have any idea what's going on?

How many police are searching the city for that bag?

If you let it go beyond a day, you'll be in a lot of trouble.

Even now, they'll ask why you waited so long.

I understand there's a federal crime involved.

They might even think you're accomplices.

We're not.

Hey, look, there's an easy way to handle this.

You give me the bag and I'll take it to the police without using anyone's name.

I'll say I found it on the plane.

That's the way we like to handle these things, with full protection to our

passengers.

No?

Well, I'll have to make my report then.

Wait a minute, miss.

You better come back to the hotel with us right away.

This?

50.

Could you tell us if this man is registered here?

No. Never saw him before.

How long have you been on duty?

All day, since 8 o'clock this morning.

May I see your registration slips?

Sure thing.

Look at this.

Cavell.

He never said he was staying here.

Never.

Federal agent, I'm looking for a missing bag.

Yes, sir, I know.

$600,000.

I've been alerted. Good, but there's another thing. We think the bags were

switched, so there may be another piece of lost luggage around. Same general

description. Has anyone made an inquiry?

Yes, earlier today.

Who?

A mainland couple, 30-ish. What's the name?

I don't know.

You don't know?

Miss Saunders took care of the matter. Miss Saunders? Who's Miss Saunders?

A stewardess. She was on flight 842.

Where is she? Where does she live?

I don't know.

You can check with personnel.

Second floor.

Who is it?

Jonathan Cavell. I'm a federal officer.

We met in Mr. McGarrett's office.

Have

you...

Found the money yet, Mr. Cavell?

Oh, come off it, honey. I saw you come into the building with it. Now hand it

over.

I don't know what you're talking about. One warning. I don't give two.

The money now, or you're a conspirator in a federal crime.

I'll get it.

I guess we both want the same thing.

Why not take it together?

We could go somewhere.

Have a wonderful time.

The commodity you're selling, miss, is not very rare.

About ten dollars on the average American street.

That's not why I sat in the government office for 32 years.

I've seen them all.

The cheats, the sneaks, the rich ones with their

loopholes and their lawyers.

I went back to a furnished room with three suits in the closet and 4,200

bucks in the bank.

Now this.

I'm not buying what you're selling.

Because from now on, I take.

Steve, Cabell checks out. He's a bonafide IRS man, all right, assigned to

the Adam alias Garrison case.

There's his picture. Telephoto from San Francisco.

It's him, all right.

Only one thing funny.

I checked all the passenger lists on incoming flights today, and his name

wasn't on any of them.

Federal agent on the job.

Might as well travel on an alias.

Like what?

Checkland Hyde?

What part of the list did Cavell check?

First class, right off the top.

Which includes the Robinsons, the people who had their room torn out.

That's right.

Only they didn't have the money.

So if this... If this theory is right, it would mean Cavell would have to hit

someone else. Maybe somebody else from a different part of the list.

Yeah, but the only full passenger list is here.

Yeah, exactly.

Which means he would have to come back to us.

One thing bothers me.

If Cavell is Marsh, why did he send Ben and me to the International Hotel?

He knew that we'd check out the registration.

Kept you busy for 15 minutes.

Maybe he had something to do.

Come in.

Lost and found was a total bust.

How'd you make out?

No Henry Marsh at the International Inn.

Funny thing, I've been in Hawaii for 12 years, and that's the first time that

I've been in that place.

That's all?

How do you find it?

Adequate. Anonymous.

I've seen a thousand of them on my U.S. government per diem.

I did tell you I was staying there, didn't I?

Oh, did you? I, uh, I don't remember.

Might have slipped my mind.

Not important.

A living, breathing man disappears.

I don't buy that.

Someone has to have seen him. Someone on that plane.

Where's the rest of that passenger list?

Right here.

Got something in mind?

Yeah, like catching a killer. I want to check out some more names.

Don't waste your time. No point to it. We've been over the list, top to bottom.

No one knows Henry Marsh. No one has seen him since landing.

Dead end.

Well, that, uh, that post-mortem on, uh...

Garrison should be ready about now.

Anybody for the morgue?

I'll be down in a few minutes. I want to call my home office first.

Oh, fine.

Use my phone. Thank you.

Long distance, please.

Area 415-392-9069.

They better make that person to person, J. Harold Purcell, district director.

Operator, I just realized that after 8 o'clock in San Francisco, my office had

closed.

Cancel the call, please.

He took the bait himself.

Do you have the license number of that white wagon?

381934. Thank you.

This is McGarrett. Patch me through to Central.

Central dispatch.

Put out an APB. Red alert.

1962 white station wagon license number three easy one nine three four ten four

Return, Mrs. Will Rowan.

Federal agent.

May I see some identification, please?

Where are the Rowans?

Come with me. You're under arrest.

Yes, he was here.

I'm quiet about some missing baggage.

Would you tell him?

That the matter was taken care of by a stewardess, Miss Alma Saunders.

Let's go.

What a mess.

Here, too.

What greed does to people.

I bet you're real respectable folks, Mac.

Where?

Springfield? Toledo?

I'll bet you got a real good steady job at will.

Help out at the church bazaar, Betty?

I bet you're the one the pastor can count on, year in, year out.

Greed.

Well, you're not the only one.

That cute little stewardess, Alma Saunders, she thought she'd pull a fast

one.

But I guess your greed won out over hers.

telephone books.

Where are you taking us?

Well, put yourself in my place, Will.

$600,000 missing.

A lot of greedy people involved.

First thing I got to do is count it.

Make sure it's all there.

For that, I need a nice, quiet place.

with the luggage.

Come on, come on.

All right, open it up.

One at a time.

This is it.

All right, well, just toss it over here, right by my feet.

All right, folks, back inside.

With the luggage, except for you know what.

And this time, Will, you sit in the driver's seat.

What for?

Well, I tell you, Will, there are two possibilities.

Forward or back.

But I'll be the one to decide.

It's okay, Will. He wants to kill us.

Assuming that was my intention, there's no reason I can't do that right now.

Seems to me your best odds are to do what I ask.

Adele, my freedom!