Fantasy Island

Tattoo: But Boss, who would wear a cape like this on Fantasy Island? Miss Peters, we were worried about you! Lorraine Peters: Would you believe I spent the whole night in a police station. Tattoo: In a police station? Lorraine Peters: Yes, but I got everything I needed here, letters, documents, family papers, a diary. Look here's a letter, it shows that Albert Fell was abandoned by his mother when he was just a little boy. She became a prostitute and was blackmailing his father for years just to keep it secret. Mr. Roarke: Terrible tragedy for a child. Lorraine Peters: Yes the final blow came on Albert Fell's graduation from Medical School. When his father could no longer bear the shame, he committed suicide, but he left that letter of explanation for his son. It's all there, the whole sordid story. Mr. Roarke: You do seem to have established a motive. Lorraine Peters: Yes but there's more. Look this diary describing his hatred of his mother and of all women. And the last entry in the diary, for every year of my father's shame and of my degradation, another harlot shall die, tonight will be the fifth. Mr. Roarke: It appears you have indeed proven your case beyond any doubt, Miss Peters. Lorraine Peters: The frightening thing is that I saw that picked victim, I even spoke with her. I might even have seen him, I was so shocked and a man brushed by me, I hardly noticed him but he was carrying a doctor's bag. Mr. Roarke: Did he wear a hat and a cape like this? I am very much afraid that Jack the Ripper found your gateway back here and is at this very moment loose on Fantasy Island. Lorraine Peters: Oh Mr. Roarke, he might kill someone, and it would be my fault.