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Thank you.

Housekeeping.

Darter.

You got a new man on days.

You don't.

You're sure about that?

Positive.

Hotel security at the Surfrider found burned paper like that after the heist

there the other day.

Kind of like the guy was leaving his trademark.

Yes.

Helen, get me the police.

Mr. McGarrett, I didn't expect the services at 5-0. Why not, Mr. Fairgate?

Two and a half million people a year visit Hawaii. If too many of them get

ripped off in their hotels, they may take their money elsewhere, and the

state could come down with a bad case of the financial woes.

Who spotted the guy?

Donner.

Donner, Ben, get a description and air it.

Duke, alert the airport. Right.

Mr. Atwood, this is Mr. McGarrett of Hawaii 5-0, State Police.

Mr. Atwood. Mr. McGarrett. I'm really very sorry about all this, Mr. Atwood.

Damn thieves.

It's a little woman I worry about. She's in there now, all shook up. I'd like to

ask you some questions.

Thanks very much for coming, Mr. McGarrett, but let's forget the whole

thing.

Everything's insured, so I complicate it.

But let's be practical.

You may have difficulty collecting on an insurance claim without a police report.

Okay. If there's anything I can do to help.

All right, let's start by telling me what's missing, huh?

Give me the best description of them you can.

I'd say, uh, about 50.

Medium built.

5'9", 5'10", maybe.

Kind of unkempt looking.

Thin mustache.

Bushy eyebrows.

Oh, and he had a mole on the side of his nose.

And reddish-gray hair.

Just the dock kit and the shoes, nothing else was disturbed?

No. His inside dope was pretty good, Steve.

Better than pretty good.

I need to pull a lock on that front door, Steve. Go.

It's for you.

Fairgate.

We've been hit again.

Room 766.

McGarrett, 5-0.

Duarte. Father Duarte.

Please come in.

This priceless holy object has been in the possession of my order since the

14th century. This relic must be returned. It must be.

What sort of relic, Father?

Well, Santa Rosa.

The index finger of her left hand.

Mr. McGarrett, this is a desperate time for me.

I lead a very sheltered life.

Tell me, are there any hopes?

for the recovery of the object.

Oh, of course there are, Father. If we move quickly enough, we're in a kind of

race to establish his M.O., his mode of operations, his pattern, if you will.

But we do have an ace in the hole.

Hotel organizations, security organizations, HPD and 5.0.

We work very closely here. We pool our information.

It's called a C.I.B., Father.

Central Information Bureau.

Computerized, centralized.

Steve, come in our suite.

Another hit?

More like the jackpot. $50,000 worth of sapphires.

Chin, stay here and work up a report. Let's go.

If you don't mind, a little later. This is all so wearying.

All right, Bob.

Later.

He was really rough.

The way it's going, he's going to have a lot of company. Like an epidemic.

Let's go, John.

Tony.

Wait a minute. I just thought of something.

The French word for finger is doit.

You think we were just given... That's exactly what I think.

There was no ashtray in that room with burnt paper in it.

I've got a couple of questions I want to ask Father Doit.

Look at this.

You know what I think, gentlemen?

We just briefed our thief.

Jay.

Lots of prints, Steve.

And they all belong to the maids, huh?

Ben, interview the housekeepers and all the hotels he's hit so far. See if any

of them got a tip like this with a rose.

Tell the police artist I want to see him in the office. I want to work up a

composite.

Steve, this so-called Father DeWatt actually checked into the hotel through

the whole procedure, reservations and everything.

He didn't have to go to all that trouble.

Just to pretend he was robbed. I wonder why he did it.

Part of his M.O., maybe?

Which means there's a registration card at the desk. Che, check it for prints.

Right. Dano, get over to C.I.B. You know what we need.

List of probables.

Any luck? Nope. We'll keep looking.

Not even a near miss.

Hello, Mr.

Crocker. Hello, Thelma. How are you today?

Well, if 502 would get out of here, I could make it up and hit the beach.

Cheer up, Thelma. You can't stay forever.

Okay, Frank, that's about as close as we can get. Thank you.

Supposed to be the same guy, huh?

Hope you have more to say than that.

Well, not a whole lot. That rose came from the hotel flower shop.

Order was phoned in from the room about half hour before you got there.

Checked the other hotels?

Yes, I did. They're going to question their staffs.

Should know by tomorrow.

Kelly from Interpol.

Advisor and a thief known only as S.R. Horace.

M.O. includes burnt paper in ashtrays, tips of hotel maids, always left on the

fresh rose.

It's our man.

You know, Interpol says Horace may be coming this way. May be coming this way?

Oh, he's slick, highly professional, and uses disguises.

All right, fire one back to Interpol. I want everything they've got on this guy.

It's already done. It's coming in now. Okay, get it. Let's not waste time.

He's hit three hotels.

I've got one lock here from each door we know he had to go through.

I broke them all down, went over them microscopically.

Drivers, tumblers, keyways, everything.

Not a mark on them.

No tools, no pick.

Nothing but ordinary wear patterns.

So he's entered each door with a key. It's got to be his M.O.

I don't know, Steve.

Room keys?

Sure. But a master?

They're hard to come by.

But they can be made. He's bright, he works fast, he moves freely, and there

isn't one key missing anyplace.

Now, have you got any better explanation?

OK, Che, let's talk fingerprints.

Got quite a few from the hotel staff, from our friend Father Duarte there.

Far as I can tell, nothing.

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute. What about that registration card? You don't wear gloves

when you're registering.

You may be on that.

One print here I can't identify. Just a fragment, which I take to be left thumb,

right here.

Well, that's where you put your left thumb naturally, when you're registering

if you're right-handed.

Let's label this unknown but possible.

Do you have the telex from your... Here.

This tells us only one thing we don't know so far.

His known take, official insurance figures, just over $3 million.

He is no beginner.

No.

And he's no pauper either.

So why does he steal?

You can go in now.

Thanks a lot, Mr. Dalton.

Give me William, 5-0.

See? Here's a list of probables you asked for.

There's a guy over at CIB who's a whiz with computers. He set the whole thing

up. Programmed it, ran it through four or five different ways.

According to him, it comes down to these three choices.

Got a favorite?

Yeah.

There are a couple of guests at the Coral Crown Hotel who are really loaded.

All right, Ben, Chin, I want closed-circuit cameras, monitors, video

machines, usual setup. Got right on it.

All right, Dana, I'll buy this.

Call the manager and tell him we're on our way.

Right.

You know, all this depends on the thief, on how really good his information is.

It's good, Danno. It's good. But thanks for the reminder.

Hello, Steve. Joe. Danny.

Good to see you.

You're bad at such sorry business.

Yeah.

We want to talk to you about Mr.

and Mrs. Skirts again.

Lovely people. They really are.

But tell me this.

We have safe deposit boxes virtually unassailable. Why don't they use them?

Too much trouble?

Too much trouble.

Latest insurance report tells us that they're carrying 100,000 in jewelry with

them.

That's why we're here. We don't think this Horace guy can pass it up. We want

to set a trap.

Well, if you mean the usual thing, you'll need a court order.

Like this?

I should have known.

Tell me about the jewels.

Do you know where they keep them?

Yep. And you'll laugh. No, you'll cry when you hear it.

But look. And do they have to know?

Not if you can get them out of this way.

It's taken care of.

Standard VIP treatment?

The hotel is giving him a dinner.

Lots of booze, lots of food.

I think you'll have a clear field between 7 and 11, maybe later.

Well, that should be time enough.

If our boy hits it all.

Oh, he will, Dano. Bet on it.

So tell Chin and Ben to hustle with that video equipment.

Steve.

Traveler in the corridor.

Security guard.

Black hair, mustache, possibly oriental. Can't tell.

Medium height and a weight.

I think he's going in.

He is going in with a key.

Easy, gentlemen.

Easy.

Chin then he's coming at you

Steve he's got the box out.

He's working a lot now

He's

got

I said freeze.

Gun on the floor.

You wouldn't shoot an unarmed man, would you?

Hey, freeze.

He knew we'd be there.

He knew.

How?

Under the desk in the manager's office.

Oh.

Wired for sound, eh? No wonder.

Bunks.

With the shirts and your necklace, he's almost up to a quarter million.

You have such an honest face.

Faces, Frank, faces.

I want you to work up one more for me.

Pick all three, remove the disguises, eliminate the differences, and just set

down what they have in common.

Okay, see what I can do.

In a way, you can spell it all in three letters.

Except that it's not that simple.

Take that business on the Lanai.

Cut it close.

Almost too close. He could have been killed.

Easily.

He knew we were there, yet he walked in. Why?

Must have been a hundred other rooms he could have hit. Yet he walked into a

trap. Even if there was a way out, why... Why risk it?

That's what I want to know.

It's not ego.

Most likely stupidity, except he's not stupid. No, no.

He's not stupid.

Special messenger just brought it in. Marked personal and urgent.

McGarrett, the pleasure of your company is requested at a burglary to be held 1

p.m. to 9 p.m. the 11th day of this month at the Hawaiian Regent Hotel.

RSVP, yours sincerely, S.R. Horace.

The guy's cool.

And he's got class.

It's engraved.

Chin, check it for prints and find out where it came from.

Well, let's settle that.

This goes way beyond stealing. We're dealing with some special kind of motive

here. Guy walks into a trap...

Apparently enjoys it so much that he challenges us to set up another one for

him by invitation.

Now, why?

What kind of a kick does he get out of something like that?

What kind of a man are we dealing with here?

And who is he?

It's okay, Steve.

We're alone.

RSVP, yours sincerely, SR Horace.

I'd like to say I'm surprised.

I'd like to say I don't believe it.

But the question is not what do we believe, but what do we do about it?

Well, for openers, assign someone to give Mr. Williams a tour of the

building. I'll get to the engineer.

And I threw in a set of blueprints so you'll know the whole layout.

I know every square foot, and I mean know it.

Steve? Jenny said you needed me. Right. I want you to hear this, Che.

Go ahead. You know about the tips under the roses.

Okay. They're turning up in every hotel he's hit. Not just once.

Lili Kai, for example.

Registered in three different rooms, three different names, and three

different faces.

That's why it's so easy for him to disappear.

Plenty of places to hide.

But he not only checks in in these disguises.

He also checks out in them when he's through. Well, if he didn't, there'd be

a rash of disappearances on the island, and that would mean sooner or later an

investigation.

But what I don't understand is he goes to all this trouble checking in and

checking out, and then he tips us to the whole thing.

Now, what is he after? What's he trying to prove?

Steve, I don't even know what it is you want with me.

From the number of tips that have been left of maids with these roses, we know

that he's, uh...

registered 10 different times under 10 different names. Now, here are the

registration cards. I want you to dust them and check every print you can find.

Gee, that's a lot of prints to identify and eliminate. Che, we have nothing on

this man that we can take him into court with. We have no way to tie him into the

burglaries except maybe this, uh, maybe here, this half a thumbprint that you

came up with. Now, half a maybe is not enough.

Steve. Found the guy who printed this.

What about the guy who ordered it?

That one.

A priest?

Yeah. In person, cash in hand, came back, picked it up. Told the print was a

joke. In and out, just like that. Which gets us nothing.

No, no. Wrong.

Tells us where we can find him.

You, um, think you're serious about this?

Yeah. Why?

Another telex arrived a few minutes ago. Mint ball.

A diamond courier.

is en route here from Johannesburg, South Africa, with $2 million in rough

stones. Now, stolen, that'd be untraceable.

Cut, that'd triple in value. Who's the courier delivering to?

A, uh, a Newhall, a Luther Newhall, staying at the Hawaiian Regent.

What's with this Horace guy?

What is he trying to prove?

That he's smarter than we are?

No, I don't think so.

Look at it this way.

Some guys walk tight ropes, right?

Hundreds of feet in the air without any nets below.

Now, the guy in the ground thinks he's out of his mind, but secretly he envies

him, and the guy up there knows it.

So this Horace guy is some kind of a tightrope walker?

Symbolically, yes.

Yes, he's got to have his high risk.

And here's the big clue. If the risk isn't there, he manufactures it.

Now, look at the pattern.

First... Father Dwight. And then he walks into a trap and drops 20 stories

on some kind of a mountain climbing device.

Now we get an invitation.

The guy's got millions.

He doesn't have to steal.

He doesn't need to steal.

What he needs is the high risk.

He's got to walk that tightrope.

And even if he falls off and we nab him, we've got nothing on him.

Not one thing to tie him to the burglaries. Which means we have to catch

him red-handed, and this diamond courier may be just the bait we need.

If he knows that Newhall's expecting a delivery of stones. Oh, Ben, look at the

information he's gotten so far.

He knows.

Count on it.

He knows.

Hawaiian region.

Yes. Yes, he's here.

McGarrett.

Yes, Duke.

Good. Good. Don't lose him.

Courier's on his way to the hotel now.

Ben, you take that room. Chin, you take this one.

Now, Mr. Williams will be staked out in the room across the hall. I'll be in the

lobby to alert them as soon as the courier enters the hotel.

Look, Mr. McGarrett, there isn't going to be any danger.

Those stones aren't worth it.

You're not going to be hurt.

That's one thing we can be sure of in dealing with this man, Horace.

Just try to relax.

Yeah, sure.

OK, let's go.

Thank you. Keep the change.

Chin, Corrier's arrived. He's using the house phone.

Mr. Newhall's room, please.

That's right, Mr.

Luther Newhall.

Hello? Mr. Newhall?

Yes, indeed.

This is Simmons from Johannesburg.

Would you come right on up, sir?

What's your room number?

Okay, he's on his way up.

He's heading for the elevator.

Anything yet, Donald?

Not yet, Steve.

Hello, Mr. Newhall. Why, howdy, friend.

Step right in here.

I could have sworn it was Newhall.

What do we got, then? What do we got against him?

Anything else? Yes.

This guy is something else.

Room's registered to Samuel Rose of Philadelphia.

Rose?

Hogarth?

The guy knows Latin, too, huh?

I wonder how many other rooms he's registered in.

I still don't get it.

I asked the operator for Mr. Newhall's room.

Ben, check the telephone relay panel on the 10th floor, and imagine that'll

answer Mr. Simmons' question.

Right.

Where do we go from here, Steve?

Nowhere.

As long as we're here, Horace is here.

He's having too much fun with us now to stop.

He just doesn't want to walk a tightrope. He wants to dance on it.

Yeah, hold it.

It's Jay for you.

Yes, Jay.

All right, get them over here fast. I'll meet you in the manager's office.

Thanks to Che's fingerprint work, we know that these two, Samuel R. Rose and

Peter Dreyer, are both Horace.

Would you say he checked out under those two names?

That's right. That leaves us with these.

Strasse.

What room this time?

Another hit?

1933.

Dano. Ben, Chin, 19th floor. Let's move in.

Read you, Steve.

Okay, Steve, we're in. Car number one. Read you, Dano.

Car number one, express, 19th floor, and hold the others.

Check the service elevator.

Car number two has been on that floor for about six minutes now.

On our way.

Steve, the electric guy controlling the door is blocked with tape.

That's car number two, right? Right. Okay, Dano, if he runs, we know where to

find him.

Chin? Yes, Steve, I heard.

One more thing.

If that car moves, let it go.

and then stop it dead between floors.

With pleasure.

Two more hits reported.

Some jade and some platinum jewelry.

I know how you feel, Mr. Strasser, but it's only a matter of time. He can't use

the elevators.

These stairwells are blocked, and there are men all around outside, and every

one of them has a copy of that. And all he's got is two millions in stones and

some jade and some platinum and who knows what else.

I'll tell you one thing he hasn't got.

A way out.

Steve, I got him. Hold it. Police officer.

Hold it.

He blew it.

There's no way out.

That hawk is right back here. Steve,

got him cornered. Close again.

Where is he?

I hate to say it, but he could be anywhere.

You said RSVP, but you forgot to include an address.

Yes, I know.

Look familiar?

All four of them.

That took some doing.

You don't wear gloves when you register.

You kept leaving us thumbprints.

Fragments, but enough.

That and a certain similarity in the handwriting.

So, of course, you knew where to find me.

Rose and Dwyer had checked out.

Had left mainly two rooms to cover. One in the fourth floor and this one. You

see, you finally cut it too close, too often, Mr...

Bordeaux. Bordeaux?

What was it before it was Bordeaux?

Oh, that's it.

Bordeaux.

Bordeaux as in the wine.

Oh, incidentally, the invitation is genuine for a drink, if you have the

time. Good champagne.

You should know me by now, Mr.

Bordeaux. I'm a cop. I don't drink.

Now, I'll have the stones if you don't mind.

Even if I do?

I should have known.

Ah, well.

The, uh, the remainder is quite safe.

We're in a hotel safe deposit box?

Naturally.

Too many thieves about.

Which hotel?

You're a cop. You can have a lot of fun finding out.

Let's go.

After you, Monsieur Bordeaux.