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Okay, swing around the corner.

Ben, this is Mr. Simpson. He owns that travel agency.

They were going to the bank?

Right. How much money did they get, sir?

No money.

No money.

They were airline tickets.

Airline tickets?

Blanks.

6,000 of them.

Central, this is Kukua. Give me a patch to 5-0.

Are you insured against such losses, Mr. Central?

There's no reason for insurance.

But they're worth over a million.

They're blank tickets. There's no intrinsic worth until they're filled out

and validated.

Which could be done easily on the hot ticket market.

Oh, I don't know anything about that.

Though I suppose they could use phony validators.

Who issues the tickets?

The airlines?

It's handled by the ATC, the air traffic conference in Washington.

They distribute tickets to all the travel agencies in the country.

I'll be reporting the loss, and they'll notify every airport in the world.

It seems impossible that anybody could get away with using a hot ticket.

Well, security is not so hot at a lot of airports.

Well, that's true.

You're one of the largest travel agencies in the island.

If you come across anything that might help us, please let us know, Mr.

Simpson.

Chin, see what you can find out. I'm gonna go out to the airport and pick

Steve up.

How are things in Hilo?

The timing was good, Dono. I just finished testifying before the grand

jury when I got your message.

Ran for the play, and here I am. What do we got?

We've got three different descriptions of the getaway car.

What about the hitman?

Oh, it all happened too fast.

They knew exactly when to make the hit. A real precision job.

Does it look like somebody on the inside set it up?

Well, Simpson's got 20 employees.

Any one of them could be Mr. Inside.

Well, maybe we can narrow it down. Let's go and see Simpson.

You turn on a lot of heat. You know that, huh?

Well, what did you expect me to do when that toy cop went for his gun?

He didn't have to be such an eager beaver.

He's just stupid.

Come on, relax, will you?

The day I start to relax is the day you better start worrying, brother.

Hey, what happens with these here?

You and the boys start peddling to the regular customers.

Well, if you're so sweaty, won't you let them cool off for a while?

Because you take another ice age to get the heat out of that paper.

And I cannot wait that long.

Okay, same price, huh?

50 a copy.

And if they give you any static, you know what to do, okay?

But one of my employees?

Let's examine a couple of facts, huh, Mr. Simpson?

There's no financial loss to you. The ATC will replace the tickets, is that

correct? Yeah. Now, your employees must know that.

Yes, but murder?

Maybe the informer didn't know your employee and the guard would be killed.

Maybe he didn't care.

None of my people would do such a thing.

Your supply of tickets arrive every three months, is that right?

Yes. And not on any specified day?

No.

Well, how do you think the killer knew the exact moment those tickets were

going to the bank vault?

Well, he probably watched the place.

Or he was tipped off.

You're wrong.

Well, you can prove us wrong, Mr. Simpson. What are you suggesting?

Holographic examination.

Lie detector test?

That's right.

I'm not going to put myself in a position of forcing my employees to do

it. We're not talking about force. Nobody can be forced. We're asking for

purely voluntary action. But? But what?

Until now, the black market in stolen airplane tickets on these islands has

been negligible. But this was a major hit, and we intend to crack it with your

help or without.

As I understand it, polygraph tests don't necessarily prove anything. That's

correct. But they're capable of giving us a lead which we need and want.

You're going to like this one.

Come on, Ollie.

All these dual groups are alike.

A lot of son, a lot of sir.

Getting bombed at night.

Not this one.

Just want to see the sights.

Hey, how's it, Ollie, baby?

How's business, pal?

What do you care?

What are you talking about? Come on, now. I like to see my customers happy.

Well, for your information, business is lousy.

Got enough trouble without hustling your stuff.

So why don't you lay off me this month?

Well, Ollie, that's exactly why I came down here.

You don't have to buy 15 this month.

No? No.

This month, you're gonna buy 50.

50? That's 50 bucks a throw. I don't have it.

Don't worry about that. Your credit's good with us. Pay us next week.

I won't have it next week either.

Sure you will, Ollie. All you've got to do is hustle a little more. That's all.

No.

Look, maybe I don't understand something. Now, you buy those blanks

from us for 50 bucks. You turn around and sell them for 100. Now, that's like

finding 2,500 bucks. What the hell is wrong with that?

Because one of these days, I'm going to get nailed.

And what happens then?

Okay, then you've got some trouble. But I'll tell you, the cops ain't got a

corner on giving trouble, Ollie.

Look, I know a couple of guys.

They can take this whole joint apart in maybe five, six minutes.

That includes a little vacation for you in the hospital, pal.

Hey, that sounds a little like one of them package tours you sell, don't it?

See you guys next week.

Easy, easy.

Sit down, Ollie. Take it easy.

Hey, don't sweat it, man.

Like I told you before, I can hustle more than 15 a month of these easy. It's

too risky.

You got a choice?

Yeah.

I could blow the whistle on the whole stinking business.

Come on, Ollie.

Don't try to be a hero.

You're too tense, man. Relax.

Come on, relax, huh? Come on.

Please, like I said, you know, I'll take care of these, huh?

Cool it, all right?

Hawaii Five-0?

Hello?

Hello?

Chin, I just came from the morgue. Weapons are .38 caliber.

And from the damage it did... Doc thinks the slugs were magnum loads.

Magnum loads?

Yeah.

Can you believe something like that?

Got to be a pro at work.

What about a ballistics report?

Che's on it.

Running it through NCIC and HPD?

Right. Oh, and Doc is sending some fingernail scrapes from Marvin Wilson.

Anything special?

Yeah, hair.

Hair? Yeah.

Let's go and see Che.

Where's Ben?

Testified in the Haywood case.

I am picking him up at the judiciary building in a half hour.

How are we doing on that?

Manico says we're a cinch for conviction on all counts.

Good.

Now, just try to relax, miss.

I'm going to ask you a series of questions to establish your reaction

level. You answer yes or no.

Are you ready?

Yes.

All right.

Your name is Irene Lewis?

Yes.

You live at 2777 Lenny Holy Street?

Yes.

You're single?

Yes. You've been employed by the Simpson Agency for six months.

No, I've been over there over two years.

Now let's get to work.

I used a scanning electronic microscope on those hair strands Doc found in

Wilson's hand.

This is a hair sample of my own. I'd like to show you something.

Take a look.

Notice the hair follicles at the base of my own hair sample.

But the killer's hair has an inorganic substance at its base.

Which is what?

It's silicone.

Which means his hair is not his own?

Well, not all of it, anyway.

A toupee or a permanent implant?

Implant. That's interesting.

That'll get Ben on it. Check every salon that does work this kind.

Anything else for us? Yes.

Slugs Doc dug out of the dead man.

You mean they indicate the gun is new?

I'm saying the gun hasn't been fired too often.

The lens and grooves indicate precise definition.

Any idea of the make of the gun?

All I'm sure of is it's not a Saturday night special.

Steve?

Yeah.

Just came from the Simpson agency.

All the employees agreed to take the polygraph test.

Good. Good.

You know, it occurs to me that we've forgotten something.

What's that?

There is one employee who cannot be tested.

Marvin Wilson.

You think the killer could have bought the information from him?

Could be then giving him a bonus. That way he wouldn't talk or expect to cut at

the tickets.

That'll explain why Wilson caught two slugs.

Yeah, but it doesn't wash.

It was a fluke. Wilson was delivering the tickets.

Simpson's secretary was supposed to make the trip to the bank. At the last

minute, Simpson changed his mind.

Yeah, but it's worth checking anyway, Dano. Let's dig into Wilson's

background.

Crime lab.

Yes, Jenny.

It's for you, Steve.

Yes, Jenny.

Mr. Harry Rosen is here at your office.

Wants to see you.

He's an investigator with the Air Traffic Conference.

Just flew in from Washington.

Good. I'll be right over.

The problem's gotten out of hand.

Stolen airline tickets are costing the airlines millions of dollars a year.

What are you people doing about it? Well, our first line is the tight

control of the travel agencies.

No agency's permitted to keep more than two days' supply of ticket blanks on

hand. If we find them overstocked, we have the right to pull all their

tickets. Yet you send them a three-month supply at a time.

But once they're recorded, they must be kept in a bank vault.

You are looking into the possibility that one of Simpson's employees... Of

course. But if we don't get a lead there, we'll need a break at the other

end.

What about the computer terminals at the check-in counters?

Well, they're tied to the airline offices just to handle reservations.

So the only way they could spot a hot ticket would be to check the serial

number of every ticket presented.

Think of the time that would take.

The airline can't keep the pastor waiting that long. They have enough

delays already.

Suppose that we took the serial numbers from all of the blank tickets stolen in

the Simpson heist, and we fed them into the HPD computer.

But then we patched the reservation confirmation terminals from all of the

airlines into the same HPD computer.

That would give us an instant check on any tickets sold at any counter.

Wouldn't it?

It just might work.

Do you have any personal knowledge of anyone involved in the theft of airline

tickets? No.

Do you know of any individual who does?

No.

This is Sergeant Watt. I'd like to speak to McGarrett.

Is that him?

Yeah.

Mr. Franklin.

Yes?

I got your tickets for you.

Four round trips to New York.

But that's full price.

No, all you paid me is 600.

You know how much I'm saving you?

225 bucks.

I haven't done anything like this before.

You got nothing to worry about.

Look,

you're always busy at the airport, right?

The condo man's only got time to check the price and...

destination all you're doing man is making the call and making the

reservations that's all you're sure i'm sure i got nothing but happy customers

man thanks

What kind of a game are you playing, Mr. McGarrett? I won't take that kind of

accusation. I'm not accusing you of anything, Mr. Simpson. I'm merely

pointing out that the polygraph indicates that you're withholding

information about the stolen tickets.

And I'm asking you if you can offer an explanation for your reaction.

Before I answer any questions, I want my lawyer present.

All right, Simpson.

But how do you expect to do business if ATC does an okay replacement of the

stolen tickets?

Well, you have no right.

Wrong.

Read your agreement with ATC.

I can recommend that you not get another ticket until this case is closed.

But you'll put me out of business.

It's your choice.

Come into my office, gentlemen.

There's an extortion ring.

They force tour agencies to buy a number of stolen tickets each month.

And you've been buying them at this agency?

My quote is 20 tickets a month.

But I burn them. I can't jeopardize my business by selling them under the

counter. You mean you eat the tickets?

Yes.

Who's behind all this?

I don't know.

Are you telling me that you buy 20 stolen tickets a month and you don't

know who's selling them to you?

Well, I'm contacted by a different man each month.

What about the original contact?

Well, he didn't give a name.

Well, then describe him.

I can't. You can't or won't.

Mr. McGarrett, I have a wife and two children living here in Honolulu.

I have a son attending college in Los Angeles.

I have a married daughter and three grandchildren living in San Francisco.

If you can give me a 100% guarantee for their safety, mine, my business,

then I might be able to help you.

Otherwise, we have nothing to talk about.

Not yet.

Not ever.

You're kidding yourself, Mr. Simpson.

You're not buying protection, you're just buying time.

And the price is going to keep going up and up and up until you be scrambling

for enough money to buy a month or a week or a day.

Now you're playing a dangerous game that you can never win. Give it some thought.

Let's go.

Ollie, what'd I tell you?

Look at that.

Look at all that bread.

Man, the way it's going, I'm gonna have to get a stick and beat him off of me.

Hey, give me another batch. Come on. Let's go.

Come on.

Come on, man.

Time's a-wasting. Money to be made out there.

Agencies told me the cops have been around asking questions.

Well, I made up my mind.

No more.

You're crazy, you know that?

And what you gonna do when Wing Lo's back man comes around?

I'll give him a message for him.

Back off or I'll holler, cop.

Okay, Holly.

That's the way you want it.

You're too tense, man.

Too tense.

What are you talking about, brother?

I run a cab business.

Okay, I just thought I'd do you a favor.

Oh, uh, by the way, one of your customers is about to tell you to leave

him alone, or he's gonna holler cop.

Hey, hey, hey. Hey, kid, what you do for a living, huh?

Tour guide.

And I push bargain tickets on the side.

But, you know, I was thinking, um, I could do a lot better if I dealt

directly with a... Wholesaler.

Hey, what agency you work for, huh?

And I was also thinking that, uh, if my boss goes out of business, I'd

like to, uh, keep selling tickets.

You know, I think you're gonna do all right for yourself, you know.

You're Plenty Akamai.

Lot of initiative, you know?

Why don't you fill out this job application?

Be sure to put down the name and address of your present employer, okay?

All right, that's two in first class

on the Princess Anne. Sailing date is the 30th. If you have any questions at

all, call me back here, okay?

I witnessed our car slow down and speed away just before the explosion.

But she couldn't give us a description of the car.

I want anything you can find.

Business records, names of customers, employees, anything. Especially any

blank airline ticket stock.

Who? Got a court order to look at Marvin Wilson's bank records.

Now, he had a long record of being overdrawn.

But get this.

Two days before the ticket heist, he made a cash deposit of $2,500 and

deposited another $2,500 on the morning of the heist.

That looks like a payoff pattern.

Yeah, it looks like it.

Take over here, Chin. Nick will need a hat. Right.

And get Ben on it, too. Boy, he's following up on that hair-lead chair

dugout, Steve.

Good. Okay, leave him on it.

We've done implants on seven men with that color hair.

Can you give me their names and addresses?

I think I can do better than that.

We make it a practice of taking before...

After photographs of all of our customers.

Williams to McGarrett.

Go, Dino.

HPD just picked up a guy and his family trying to use four stolen tickets.

Their serial numbers were spotted by the HPD computer tie-in.

Tickets from the Simpson job?

Right. They're holding him in the security room at the airport.

Bring him in.

Well?

Haven't you heard?

Heard what?

About Ollie Harris?

What about him?

They bombed his office.

What?

Now tell me where you got those tickets.

It says right on them.

It's a phony agency in a non-existent address.

No.

Mr. Franklin, those tickets were from a robbery in which two men were killed.

Oh, Mike.

Now tell me where you got them.

A man in the Copico bar.

How did he know where to contact you?

Lou gave him my name.

Lou? He's the bartender.

All right, Sergeant.

Book him receiving stolen property.

What'll I tell my wife and kids?

You should have thought of that before you went bargain hunting.

Are you gonna pull in the bartender?

No, not yet. All we'd get out of him is the name of some small fry he deals

with.

Wait a minute. Maybe... Maybe we could use him for an initial contact and then

go for a big buy.

Might be worth a try.

I'll get HPD to give us a man to go undercover. Mr.

Garrett, let me make the contact.

You? Well, I'm not known on the island, and I've done undercover work before.

Mr. Rosen, these local hoods operate on the theory that the simplest solution to

a problem is a bullet in the head.

Five-0 could cover you, but we can't give you any guarantees.

I've been there before. I can handle it.

Okay.

Jenny?

Man, I remember you got some change for a dollar.

You don't look that old.

Get off this rock.

Hey, it's just as bad on the mainland.

Oh, yeah?

Well, at least I can get a job over there.

I got an offer of a great job in Trenton, New Jersey.

But before they hire me, they want a personal interview, and I gotta pay my

own plane fare.

Well, if the job's good... Ah, I can't gamble my last few hundred bucks on

plane fare.

Suppose they don't hire me.

Maybe you need a cut-rate ticket.

What?

Maybe half price.

A real bargain.

Last bargain I got was a used car.

They threw a rod the next day.

Bargain.

Think I'll hit the beach for a couple hours.

Hey, listen.

If I can get a cut-rate ticket, would you be interested?

You mean you know somebody?

All kinds of guys come in here.

Give me your name and number.

Bill Siebert.

Okay.

Maybe you'll get a phone call.

Thanks, sir.

Lou.

Thanks, Lou.

Mahalo.

This is William. Start the trace. Keep him on the line as long as possible.

Hello.

Bill. Yeah, this is Bill.

I'm a friend of Lou's.

Who? Lou.

Lou, the bartender at the Copico. Oh, Lou, sure.

Yeah, he tells me you're looking for a bargain.

Yeah, everybody likes a bargain.

I understand you want to go to Trenton.

Yeah.

Look, now, there's no direct flight to Trenton.

But I could make the tickets out to Philly or wherever.

Lou must be hard of hearing.

I didn't say anything about wanting one ticket.

Yeah, but he told me. I told him I wanted 1,000.

1,000?

What's the matter, pal?

Can't you count that high?

Sure I can, but... Oh, I see. You play for onesies or twosies.

Well, sorry I bothered you.

Wait a minute, man.

I didn't say I couldn't get them, but...

What do you want me to do, put an ad in the paper?

Look, can you deliver or can't you?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, I can deliver.

It'll cost you $120 apiece.

Listen, you got my number there?

Well, tear it up and go back to hustling tourists.

Well, wait, wait.

Maybe I can come down a little.

You know what I mean?

Would you go $100?

You're a regular comedian.

So long, pal.

Wait, wait, wait.

Forget it.

But how much are you willing to pay?

Um, I don't know.

Why don't you keep talking? When I hear a number I like, I'll holler bingo.

See, you know, I'm paying 100 myself.

Okay, let's forget it.

For 1,000 tickets, I don't need a middleman.

75.

Would you go 75? Now, I'm not saying that I can get it for that, but, well,

maybe I can work out something.

Here's the bottom line, baby.

50.

50? That makes 50,000 cash. Take it or leave it.

Can I call you back?

Sure. But don't bother if you want a nickel or more, OK?

Steve,

we got the trace.

Guy's name is Shige Yagamato.

Apartment house on Kapiolani Boulevard, number 1617.

I still don't like the idea of a guy coming out of the blue to make such a

big buy.

You let me think it over.

I'll call you back.

What do you think?

They might be a cop.

I don't think a cop would chisel the price so low, you know?

He wouldn't risk blowing his setup.

No, no, I'm talking about a smart cop. Look, I think we ought to pass.

Well, there's only one way to find out.

You call it. She'll get back on the phone.

Maybe I laid it on too heavy.

50's a rock bottom price on the mainland.

We just have to wait and see.

Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, I don't want to tell him.

Hey, what about the tickets?

Set it up for Mount Tendlis.

What time?

10 tomorrow morning.

OK.

Yeah? Hey, you got the bread?

I got it.

You know where Tantless Mountain is?

Yeah.

Hey, pal, just gonna be you with the tickets, right?

No rip-off.

Hey, relax.

Just as long as we understand each other.

All right.

Uh, tomorrow morning, 10 o'clock.

See you.

All right.

Tantalus, 10 a.m. tomorrow.

You called it. Tantalus is a perfect spot for a rip-off.

I can't back out now.

Taking a long time.

Take a look out there, but I bet he switched cars.

I'll call Steve.

Yeah? Chin and Nick lost him.

Shige shook them.

Were they spotted?

Well, they sure they weren't.

He was probably just playing it safe.

Okay, we'll pick up Shige at this end as soon as he makes a sale to Rosen.

Well, it looks clear. Let me see.

Hey, I've seen that guy before.

Yeah.

Hey, that guy was with the cops outside of all his offers after the bombing.

Are you sure it was the same guy? Yeah, man.

He was dressed different, but...

It's the same cat, man.

How you figure? I don't figure. There ain't no way to figure.

That means 5-0 is getting close.

Hey, Shiggy.

You know when you talk to the man, maybe you let slip where you got the tickets

from, huh?

Oh, come on, Wim.

Okay. You go back to the pad.

You call the guy.

Tell him you want to arrange another meeting.

5 o'clock.

Same place?

No.

You make it the boat rental place, you know?

By Macaulay Bridge going over Holloway Canal.

Okay? Right.

And listen.

When you make the arrangements, you call me from my phone booth, eh?

And you sit tight till you hear from me.

Check.

The Alawai Canal?

At 5 o'clock.

I don't like it.

That no show on Mount Tantalus could mean that they're wise.

No, it's more like they're being careful.

OK, but don't turn your back on them.

Well, tell Chin and Nick to fold that stake out on Shige's pad and take up

positions around the Alawai boat dock.

I want you there too.

After Shige makes the sale to Rosen, I'll tail them, rotating with Chin and

Nick. Right.

Just in from Washington. It's a make on one of the guys who had a hair

transplant.

Fred Burke, alias Fred Barnes, alias Burke Fredericks. Used to work in

Chicago as an enforcer.

Thought to be living in Waikiki.

Huh.

Let's put a little heat on Mr. Simpson.

Take a look at this.

You may not believe this, Mr. McGarrett, but I was about to call you.

About what?

Ollie Harris.

I've been going through hell ever since what happened to him.

He once worked for me.

I started him in this business.

Even helped him set up his own agency.

We were very close for a long time.

Yes, this is the man who first contacted me.

Do you know who he works for?

A man named Winlow.

Winlow, huh?

You know him?

Oh, yeah, I know him. I just didn't know he'd dealt in stolen airlines tickets.

Want to bring him in?

No, let's let Shige lead us to him. When we nail Winlow this time, he's got to

stay nailed.

I'll get HPD to find him and stake him out, but don't move on him till I give

the word. Right.

I'll arrange with HPD to give you all the protection you need for as long as

you need it.

Thank you.

Steve, nothing.

Chen, can you see the parking lot entrance from where you are?

Yeah, but no sign of Shige.

Looks like it might be another no-show, but let's give them another ten minutes,

huh?

Don't let him get under the Alamoana Bridge or he'll get out to sea.

Hold your position! Keep firing! Don't let them through!

Aye!

with the hospital.

Rosen's got a good chance of making it. Good.

Chen, you and Ben, pick up Winlow and book him.

How do you want him charged?

For openers, murder one. Three counts.