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Thank you.

Morning. Well, it's improving.

And no spare.

I took it and didn't get it fixed last week and forgot to pick it up.

Well, there's a gas station about a mile down the road. It opens at 6.

I can drop you there.

She ought to appreciate it.

Okay.

You want to lock it?

Why? If I'm lucky, maybe somebody will steal it.

What's the story, Doc?

Young woman.

Early 20s.

Apparently strangled.

I can tell you one thing for sure.

She was dead when she went down that embankment.

How long has she been dead?

About a couple of hours.

No more than three.

Identification? Not yet.

We've got backup coming to help beat the brush down there for a purse. Or

anything else that might give us an ID.

Ben, call Che.

Tell him to get someone over to the morgue and take her prints.

Who found her?

Some kids?

You got a chance to talk to them?

Call it that.

They were pretty shook. Say all they saw was the dead woman.

What else can you tell me, Doc?

Meaning was she sexually assaulted?

Yeah. I'd say you got victim number four.

What have we got, doc?

Raped, then strangled.

Abrasions on both sides of her throat from fingernails cutting into the skin.

Area of hemorrhaging along the finger marks.

Fracture of the hyoid and rupture of the cartilage of the larynx.

Killer used one hand as right.

She's number four, all right.

Same as the other three women. But with a difference.

Yeah? This time...

For whatever it's worth, I've got something to give you, a little piece of

information about him.

His blood type.

His blood type?

The same properties that make it possible for us to tell a person's blood

group are also present in semen, if you find enough to work with. And I did.

Your rapist strangler is type B, Steve.

Bergman.

Yeah, he's here.

Danny, for you.

Yeah, Don.

Where?

All right, I'm on my way.

Thanks, Doc.

The car is registered to a Joy Muller, 5086 Wilder Place.

We decided to check it out when we heard Officer McCall ask Central Dispatch for

a routine registration check.

This place is less than two miles from where the girl was found.

Danny, you and Ben check out Joy Muller's dress.

Chin, give these to Chase, boy. Steve!

Tire tracks.

Look fairly fresh.

I'd say they could have been made about the same time as those from the woman's

car.

The tread on the front tires don't seem to match the back ones.

Oh, front tires are new.

Can you pull me some casts?

Ground's pretty loose. I'll try, but you might have to settle for photographs.

Anything you can give me is more than we have now. Do your best and do it fast.

Yes?

Hawaii 5-0.

5-0?

What do you want?

It's about Joy Muller.

Joy? What about her?

May we come in, Miss?

Dan Williams, Ben Kikua.

Sherry Wells.

Look, is Joy in some sort of trouble or what?

You share this apartment with Miss Muller? Yes.

Were you close friends?

Listen, will you please tell me?

What do you mean, were?

I'm very sorry to inform you that Miss Muller is dead.

Dead? Miss Welles.

She was murdered.

Do her parents live in Honolulu?

L.A.

Mother and father, anyway. I don't know their address.

We'll get it from the airlines.

How did it happen?

All we can tell you is she was found this morning at Coco Head, 8 o'clock.

Her car was discovered later at Hanama Road.

Had a flat tire.

We assume she got a ride with someone.

The person who killed her?

We think so.

Apparently, she went willingly.

What makes you say that?

There was no sign of a struggle around her car.

Well, I don't care what you found or didn't. You're wrong.

As well as we told you she'd been murdered. In fact, she was strangled and

raped.

Oh, my God.

Now, you said wrong, and you seem very certain.

Why?

Look, I didn't know Joy very long or very well.

We worked the same flights a few times, and... and shared the rent on this place

for layovers, and that was about it.

But I do know one thing.

Joy was smart, real hip, and very careful.

If she got into a car with somebody, it was a man she knew, or a man she knew

she could trust.

I got bowling tonight. I remember that. Joe, what about the washing machine?

What about the washing machine? I told you last night it went kaput again and

it can't be fixed. No way, the man says. No way. Well, then what's the problem?

We'll just buy you another washing machine.

Oh, Joe, you're beautiful.

You're pretty.

Uh-huh.

See you.

Okay. After bowling.

I gotta go because I told the guys I would. I know. And I didn't go.

Good morning, ma'am.

What is it, officer?

I'm sorry to disturb you, but we've had a few burglaries in this area recently,

and we're checking the residents to see if they might know something that could

help us.

Well, I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I don't really know. Would you mind if I ask a

few questions?

Like I told you, I don't know anything.

You see, people sometimes know something they don't realize is important.

Yeah, I suppose you're right. Won't you come in?

Well, I guess that covers it.

Well, I'm sorry, officer, that I couldn't be of any help.

Well, don't be sorry. You still can be.

How?

I'll show you.

You know, you've really got beautiful legs.

The rest of you is just fantastic.

Shut up!

Get out!

Get out!

Scream! Shut up!

Come on, fight me. Fight me.

Don't scream.

The photo showed even better than the cast.

You can see it here.

This mark.

And this one.

They're made by the small stubs of rubber you find on all new tires.

They wear off quickly, within a few hundred miles.

So the tires were new?

Very new.

What about the tread design?

Have you identified any particular brand from it yet?

Yes. It's made by the American Ohio Rubber Company.

Their top of the line tire called Mileage Maker.

The company has a branch office in Pearl City.

Get out there, Donald. Get a list of retailers who handle this brand.

Right.

took place within this general area. And in two cases, Sharon Power and Joy

Muller, the victims got into the rapist's car and apparently did so

willingly.

So we know this much, the guy looks for his victims or some of them along

deserted stretches of road.

He's confident that he can get them into his car. Now, there's a chance we can

use that knowledge.

Well, what's your plan, Steve?

We'll need HBD's help.

Ask them to assign six of their police women to a special unit, the youngest

and prettiest they have.

I want to stake them out in cars and on foot on the loneliest stretches of road

we can find in this area.

And maybe, just maybe, the killer will take the bait.

See?

List of retail outlets from American Ohio.

How many do we have, Dono? 41.

Wow. A lot of ground to cover.

I'd suggest preliminary telephone contacts.

Find out which retail outlets might have sold a pair of mileage makers in the

last few weeks.

Then turn the list over to HPD and let them check it out. Saves a lot of time

and legwork. And concentrate on the pair, Dono. Most people buy a single

tire or all four.

Central to McGarrett.

McGarrett. We've got another beating and strangle victim.

When? About an hour ago. She's at Queens Hospital.

What's her name?

Andrea Burdick.

Okay, thank you for calling.

10-4.

We might have victim number five.

Woman badly beaten, same strangulation pattern, possibly raped, but alive. Her

name is Burdick.

Andrea Burdick. She's at Queens Hospital.

Dano, you and Ben get over there. Right.

Chin, start calling these tire dealers.

Duke, get that stakeup set up.

I want to work around the clock.

Hey, Garrett.

We're here at the hospital, Steve.

I just talked to Dr. Aikuda.

Mrs. Burdick is in deep shock.

She was beaten and raped.

Doctor doesn't know when we can talk to her. I see. OK, Dano.

Tell Ben to stay there until she comes around and let me know as soon as it

happens. Oh, one more thing.

Put a guard on her door.

24 hours.

Right.

Anything I can do, miss?

No, thank you. I'm all right. You sure?

There's a service station just down the road. I've already sent for him.

Just trying to do you a favor.

Thank you. Just the same.

What was that?

Just a local farmer and a kid. No problem.

False alarm.

You having trouble?

Well, not exactly.

What happened? It just fold up on you?

Listen, Mac, you're not supposed to be here. The orders were for all cars to

stay clear of this area.

What are you talking about?

This is a stakeout. You've blundered into a stakeout.

I am sorry.

Nobody clued me in.

Laura, are you there?

I'm okay.

Just another officer.

I don't know what he was doing here, but he's gone now.

What was it? Did you get his name?

No, he took off in a big hurry.

Calias says it must have been Officer Samuels. He was assigned to this beat.

Why, I know Samuels. It wasn't him.

What can you describe him?

Tall, medium built, about 175,

80 pounds, 6'1", 6'2". I really didn't get a good look. Half of his face was

covered by those glasses.

Hair? Brown.

Anything special about him, the way he walked, the way he talked?

Well, he didn't say much.

When he heard Duke's voice, he just split.

What about his car?

Brown four-door.

Ford, maybe.

Could have been a Buick.

Hey, I'm sorry. I really didn't pay that much attention. All I was thinking was,

hey, man, take off. We've got work here.

I really didn't zero on him, you know? OK, honey, OK.

Thank you.

A cop nobody knows stumbles into our stakeout, then takes off like a

frightened rabbit.

He finds out what it is. I can't believe it's a cop.

I don't want to think about it either, Duke, but it would explain a lot of

things.

Why those girls got into his car without giving him any trouble.

Why he was admitted to those homes.

Get Che out to the stakeout area, see if he can pick up any tire tracks.

Right. Central to McGarrett. Ben Cuckoo on the line.

McGarrett. Mrs. Burdick can talk.

Okay.

Now we're gonna find out if we're dealing with a cop.

I'm on my way.

They're standing out there waiting to talk to me.

Honey, listen to me.

Don't say a word. Don't tell them a thing. Do you know what they'd do if you

told them it was a cop?

They'd cut you to ribbons. They don't care. All they care about is saving

their own kind.

Just keep your mouth shut.

It doesn't matter.

I know.

I'd like to speak with you.

You're not going to.

Oh.

Why is that? Because I said so.

I see.

Well, I'm afraid that's not good enough. Now, listen to me, McGarrett.

You leave my wife alone. She's got nothing to say to you, not now, not

ever.

Four women have been murdered, raped and... You heard me, Mr.

McGarrett! Get out of here and leave my wife alone and take him with you!

Mr. Burdick, as terrible as your wife's experience was, she's fortunate to be

alive.

Alive to tell us what the man who attacked her looked like.

I suppose that's all you're gonna ask her?

You're gonna ask her if he was good-looking?

If he had a good build? Did she enjoy it? I mean, before he started to

strangle her.

You are not going to make my wife out to be a tramp.

No intention of doing anything like that.

Fool! I know just how you come, Snake, just like everybody.

She was asking for it. A woman gets raped and she's asking for it.

I don't think that. I never did. Do you?

Now, Mr. Burdick, let's get something straight here. No one, no

one has more compassion for that lady in there than I have.

I've dealt with a lot of rape cases.

I know the trauma and the anguish that she must have gone through.

But I'm going to talk with your wife, with your permission or without.

Now, you can make it as easy on her as possible, or you can make it hard.

Now, which is going to be?

Ben?

Call the district attorney's office. Tell them that I want to talk with John

Manicote right away.

Hold it!

Thank you.

Thank you.

Ben, wait for me.

Honey, this is McGarrett at 5-0. He didn't believe me when I told him I

didn't know how to talk to him.

Mrs. Burdick, I know how difficult it is to talk about what you've just been

through, but as painful as it is, I would like to know exactly what

happened.

We think the man who attacked you has killed four women in less than two

weeks. Now, he could kill again at any moment by some miracle you escaped being

killed. Now, I want to know everything you can tell me about him, what he

looked like, why you admitted him to your home.

I can't tell you anything.

You mean you won't tell me?

Please.

Why won't you tell me?

Do you realize what you're doing?

There's a madman loose in this town. He'll go right on killing and raping.

Now, if you don't help us stop him, every murder he commits from now on will

be with your blessing.

Please!

She won't talk.

How about that husband of hers, Annette?

She's afraid of him, and she's afraid of me, and I don't know why.

Here he is now.

For you, Mr. McGarrett.

Oh, thank you, nurse.

McGarrett. I picked up one tire track at the stakeout location, Steve.

Another mileage maker.

It matches the left front of the one we found by Joy Muller's car.

Okay, Jay. Thanks very much.

What is it, Steve?

It looks like we're after a cop.

Believe me, we're doing the only thing we can.

You've got to think of yourself.

And Debbie, you've got to think of her, too.

And look, when you're well...

We'll go away for a little while.

Maybe we'll go for a vacation and we'll move back. I don't know.

Someplace where nobody knows.

Someplace where you won't have to be ashamed.

Steve, they've been bad apples in the force before. I know it's been my job to

weed them out.

But this, a rapist strangler, now that's hard to buy. Well, you've got to buy at

the possibility anyway.

Okay, you've got 950 suspects.

That's how many we've got driving their own cars on patrol.

Where do we start?

By eliminating any who don't drive brown four-door Buicks or Fords, then reducing

the rest to men with type B blood.

If statistics hold, that'll call out almost 90% of them. And Che and the lab

boys can check the tires on the cars that are left. Oh, one more thing, very

important. Hit your computer. Ask it to spit out the records of every man who's

been bumped from the force or washed out during his probationary period.

How far back do you want to go? For starters, five years.

Meanwhile, I'll be praying.

But I'm not sure for what.

I'll be kneeling right next to you, Ed.

Address.

How many ties have you got? Martin's Tie Company.

A Y5O called him.

Let me talk to the manager. Okay, thank you.

Panty Stunner, would you please?

Yeah. Steve, Duke just called. He's got the records of the probationary washouts

from HVD. He and Laura are going over them now.

Williams? Yeah, he's right here, Captain.

Piranha.

Yes, Ed?

Steve, we've come up with 59 possibles.

I'm calling them in, in alphabetical order.

The lab's checking the ties of the first group now.

I'll send Che and some of his boys over to give you a hand.

We can use it.

How are we doing with the tire dealers?

One guy bought only two tires last month, but he had them put on the rear.

Having HPD check it out anyway, he could have switched them. Hey, stay with it.

You can send them back to work, Captain.

Dismiss them and get the next bunch in here.

Yes, sir.

OK.

Sorry, if the man I saw out there is in here, I can't spot him.

Damn, if I only used my head out there.

Relax, honey. Stop blaming yourself.

Steve, what do you got down there?

Zero. Chin and Ben still have a few more tire dealers to call, but so far the

only names we got are customers who bought sets of four.

Ah, we're getting nowhere.

Nowhere.

And while we're spinning our wheels,

a guy is out there somewhere.

I'm not proud for another woman.

Well, Doctor?

Sorry, Mr. McGarrett. She refuses to see you.

Is her husband with her?

No.

Do me a favor, will you, Doctor?

Give her this, please.

May I ask what it is? It's a policeman.

Thank you.

Is he gone?

Yes, but he asked me to give you this.

Something wrong? You sound like you're down the cellar. No, no, no. I just

thought it might be Mrs. Burdick calling.

Well, I've got good news.

All of our 59 possibles check out clean.

Not one mileage maker in the lot.

I guess that's good news.

Well, if it clears your men, it's good news, Ed. Thank God for that. And thanks

for calling.

You're new around here, aren't you?

Yeah, I moved in yesterday.

The name's Donna.

Donna Wilson.

Look, would you like to come next door to my place and have a beer?

Oh, thanks, but I'm expecting a phone call.

Maybe another time, huh?

Unless you'd like me to buy you one.

When I first saw it...

I wished to God he'd killed me.

I felt so ashamed.

So... so dirty.

But then I looked at it again... and I just kept staring at it.

And I started to tell myself I didn't have to feel ashamed.

Stop it! You have got to fight!

forget neither can you

we never will

joe all we can do is is try

to understand what's happened and live with it and and

not let it happen to anybody else if we can do anything to stop it

What are you saying?

You know what I'm saying.

Call the police.

Call Mr. McGarrett.

Andrea. Joan, please, if you love me...

If what's happened hasn't changed how

you feel about me... All right, let's get back to square one.

Steve, I think we got something.

Just talk to Pawn Tire Mart.

Has a record of selling only two mileage makers to a guy named Stark.

Walter Stark.

Charge it on the credit card. Walter Stark?

He was on the washout list.

Address, the Esplanade, Hawaii Kai, apartment 25C.

Let's go.

Hawaii 5-0.

Mr. McGarrett, please.

Joseph Burdick calling.

Mr. McGarrett isn't in, Mr. Burdick. May I help you?

Yes, would you please give him a message?

Ask him to call my wife.

Yes, I will.

You got another?

Sorry, Sheriff, that's the last one.

Well, I got my place to get some more.

Look, I hate to bust up the party, but... I've still got a lot of unpacking

to do.

Well, that looks fine to me.

If you could see the junk I've got in this closet, I mean, you just wouldn't

put... Sheriff, take it easy.

Get out of here.

Get out.

Get out.

Not fight me.

Fight me.

Don't scream, but fight me.

Ben, Chin, get in the back.

Jenny just radioed a message for you from Mr. Burdick. His wife wants to talk

to you.

Yeah?

Well, call her back and tell her there's nothing more to talk about.