Hawaii Five-O (1968) s01e21 Episode Script

Once Upon a Time (1)

( crying ) There, Tommy.
That's all.
( wailing ) Shh, shh, shh.
That's the only pain your child will ever experience in my clinic.
Now, you button him up, we'll take him to the diagnostic center.
Come along, Tommy.
NURSE: Doctor? Yes? Do you have a moment? What is it? Oh, that's fine.
You continue treatment exactly as prescribed.
Yes, doctor.
All right.
Come along.
Good morning, Dr.
Fremont.
Hello, Mrs.
Appleby.
How are you feeling? Much better, doctor.
Much better.
Why just this morning-- That's fine.
Come along.
Come in.
Please.
A single drop of blood.
A single drop of Tommy's blood.
It holds the secret of life.
It tells all.
Now ( machine buzzing, whirring eerily ) ( high-pitched whirring ) ( shrill whirring ) ( high-pitched whirring resumes ) ( whirring stops ) ( buzzing stops ) No mistake.
The doctors were right.
FREMONT: Your child has a neuroblastoma as diagnosed, in the stomach malignant.
Cancer.
Mrs.
Whalen.
I can cure your child.
You s-- You said cancer.
Mm-hm.
I have cured cancer many times.
Worse than your Tommy's.
Much worse.
But, um, the doctors-- Specialists My husband and I have been all over, to the best.
They all said the same thing.
No hope.
Incurable.
It's a matter of, um, time.
Three months, two months.
I can't believe.
Believe.
Believe me.
I will cure your child.
Oh, I want to.
Oh, dear God, how I want to.
Here.
Let me show you the proof.
FREMONT: The living proof.
Martha Winters, Redondo, California.
Cancer of the liver.
Just like your Tommy's, inoperable.
All hope abandoned.
Read what it says.
"Thank you for the miracle.
Thank you for my life.
" Look at the date, June 10th, 1950.
She is alive and well.
And you may see her, if you wish, and talk to her.
Here.
Here, Harold Weatherly, Portland, Oregon.
Cancer victim, cured by me.
Benjamin Gross, cancer.
Cured by me.
Lucille Bennett.
And here, this little girl, cancer infested, close to death before they brought her to me.
All hope abandoned, she wasn't to see her fifth birthday.
And she lives? Mm.
She lives.
Let me help you.
Let me save this child.
Oh, yes.
( softly ): Yes.
Thank you, doctor.
Thank you.
Now, every moment is precious, every second.
Come.
( suspenseful theme playing ) FREMONT: If you will sit down here please.
This is our treatment instrument.
Electrode for the left hand and for the right.
Every individual has his own special emanations, a unique wavelength.
This instrument reads and duplicates that wavelength, sends the strength-- The natural, healing strength that God put into all of us.
--coursing back into the body.
Now, here you are, Tommy.
There you are, darling.
Left hand andright.
That's a boy.
Now ( machine beeps, hums ) Concentrated now on the stomach area, destroying all those malignant cells faster than the cancer can manufacture them.
Yes.
Now, Tommy will need treatment every day.
It will be expensive.
Oh.
Well, it-- That doesn't matter.
Anything.
It doesn't matter All right.
Now, I will set this button.
The timer's here, and I will be back Good.
( dramatic theme playing ) ( upbeat surf theme playing ) Arigato.
Report said he moved from Kailua to Kaneohe.
Then along 99, over to Kaena Point.
He's holed up in this area here.
This is 99.
This becomes 90.
Chief Dan said he'd supply the manpower for a house-to-house search in this area so-- MAY: Sorry to interrupt, boss.
Cablegram just came from Los Angeles.
Get me a flight to Los Angeles, May.
MAY: Now? Now.
Yes, sir.
McGARRETT: Just a minute Uh, give me a rundown on the calendar.
MAY: I was afraid you were gonna ask.
MAY: Well, for openers, meeting with the Attorney General.
Take care of it.
Get me off the hook as best you can.
What else? Luncheon speech tomorrow at chamber of commerce.
Chin, you're gonna make a speech tomorrow.
Me? What do I talk about? Law and order.
For or against? ( both chuckle ) You'll kill the people.
McGARRETT: What else? Well, Grey at treasury wants you to stop by and-- Got it.
Kono, you work with treasury.
Make sure those serial numbers are circulated and put a 24-hour watch on that gas station.
He gets to make a speech, I get treasury and all the legwork.
Us Hawaiians ( in a Hawaiian accent ): gotta stick together, brother.
McGARRETT: Get going.
What else? MAY: You really wanna know? No.
Take care of it, May.
Get me out on the next flight.
I'm sorry to bail out on you, Danno.
But you work with chief, Dan, and flush Ching out.
Steve, is there anything I can do? Yeah.
Mind the store.
Sure.
Oh, one more thing.
You can reach me at my sister's if it's an absolute must.
( melancholy theme playing ) ( orchestra playing up-tempo theme ) Ten bucks.
This smog could choke a skunk.
( doorbell rings ) Steve! Sis.
Oh! Oh, I'm so glad to see you.
Mwah.
Oh, boy, you look-- You look marvelous.
Thank you, you do too.
Absolutely marvelous.
Oh, I-- I have the most wonder-- Tom! I have the most wonderful news.
Come on in.
Tom! MARY ANN: Tom! Tom, look who's here.
Hi, Tom.
Steve! Hey, what are you doing here? What am I doing here? I was lonesome so I'm here.
You're gonna go broke commuting back and forth.
Ah, what's money? What's sleep? Hey, you must've been up all night again.
Left Honolulu, 10:45 p.
m.
, arrived L.
A.
International picked up a cabby with a lead foot.
Aloha! I can't get over it, sis.
You look fine, just fine.
Oh, thanks, darling.
Oh, listen, we feel so guilty about not calling you the past two weeks.
You know, let you go on worrying like that.
I know.
I know.
It's my fault.
It's my fau-- ( chuckling ): I'm sorry.
Forgive me.
I forgive you.
For what? Oh, I-I was afraid to tell you.
Well, come on.
Tell me.
All right, come on.
Come on.
Steve ( Tommy cries out ) Steve, my baby's going to live.
I know it's hard for you to believe.
It was for me too, at first, but it's true.
He's going to live.
He's going to get well.
It's a miracle.
I hope so, sis.
( mouths words ) I hope so.
Well, do you wanna tell me about this miracle? It's very simple.
I prayed to God, and he sent me a miracle Yes.
He sent me Dr.
Fremont.
God sent you Dr Fremont, sis? Oh, Steve, she's a magnificent woman, a healer.
Yeah, go see Uncle Steve.
Go on.
MARY ANN: Well, Steve, look for yourself.
I mean, day by day he's getting stronger.
He's destroying the sickness within his body day by day.
Isn't he, Tom? Yes.
( cries ) What is it, baby? Are you hungry, huh? Tom, you see? He's hungry.
I told you.
I'll warm his bottle.
I'll be right back.
Thanks, Steve.
For what? Well, for going along.
Who's going along? I mean, giving me a chance to talk to you first, to explain.
Okay, explain.
Well, I don't know what to say.
I-- I honestly don't know what to say except help.
How long has Mary Ann been going to this, uh, miracle doctor? ( angrily ): Quack.
Thank you.
Two weeks tomorrow.
She takes Tommy every day for the magic treatments.
Sounds expensive.
Legit is expensive.
This is bloodsucking.
Over a thousand dollars already.
I don't know.
What can I do? This close she came, remember? This close to a complete breakdown and-- Well, you saw her just now, face is shining, she's happy, she's-- She's alive again.
And what happens when the baby dies? I don't know.
Everybody can see it.
Everybody can see it now except Mary Ann on her pink cloud of faith.
Poor guy is-- He's failing.
Eating less and sleeping more and more.
She'll bust into a thousand pieces this time, Steve.
She really will.
What can I do? What can I do? Tell her the truth and tell her now.
The truth? Your miracle worker is a phony, a quack, a bloodsucker our baby is going to die.
I can't do that Steve I can't.
I look into her face, and I-- Shh.
There we go.
( sighs ) Yes, here it is.
That's a big boy.
Yes Okay, come on.
MARY ANN: Yes, here it is.
Here it is.
( clears throat ) Well, hey, uh, some of us peasants have to work on Saturday, and I'm-- I'm a little late now so I, uh-- I better go.
Tom.
Yeah.
( Tommy crying ) Um, I'll drive you to work and pick you up at 5 if you let me use the car for the day.
Sure.
So long, beautiful.
Bye, darling.
( wailing ) ( lively theme playing ) Mr.
McGarrett.
Mr.
Woodson.
Yes.
Nice to meet you, sir.
Thank you.
Come in.
( ominous theme playing ) That looks heavy.
Can I help you? Please, yes.
Right in here.
I think we can set it right down here.
( sighs ) Mr.
Garrett.
McGarrett, isn't it? This is Frank Zipser, our attorney for the 12 western states.
Mr.
Zipser.
How do you do? Hawaii State Police, I believe? Yes.
Five-0.
That's very impressive.
May I see your ID, please? Of course.
Steve McGarrett, Five-0, serial number 2-2-0-8-2.
An excellent likeness, Mr.
McGarrett.
A prudent, thorough man, I see.
Strictly belt and suspenders, sir.
I'm sorry, we-- Don't be.
He's exactly what I'm looking for.
Good.
Won't you sit down? I think you'll find this one comfortable.
Excuse me.
I'm sorry to get you both out on a Saturday afternoon like this.
That's perfectly all right.
The way I was putting today, it was a mercy.
Mr.
McGarrett, sir, tell us, what do you want us to do? There's a cancer quack, uses phony electronic devices, operates under the name of Dr.
C.
L.
Fremont.
Ohyou know this one, then? Fremont is infamous in this area.
I want her stopped.
I want her equipment seized, and I want her in jail.
( sighs ) Mr.
McGarrett, according to the latest survey by our department in D.
C.
, there are three to five thousand practitioners who are now treating their patients with bogus electronic equipment.
WOODSON: The problem is that we-- The problem is this one is treating my sister's baby.
Oh.
Mr.
McGarrett, our hands are tied.
You see, before any government agency, like Food and Drug, can act against one of these phony practitioners, they've got to be involved in some form of interstate commerce.
We're helpless.
We've processed complaints against the Fremont woman before.
But as I say, we're helpless.
She's strictly legal.
Not anymore, she's not.
Not as of exactly one hour and twenty minutes ago, she's not.
Under my legal name, I purchased from Dr C.
L.
Fremont for $700 cash on the barrelhead, one treatment machine.
I purchased the machine with the express understanding that said machine was to be taken by me to my legal address, Honolulu, Hawaii.
That, gentlemen, is interstate commerce.
Mr.
McGarrett, we are, so to speak, in business.
We are in business.
( dramatic theme playing ) Okay, Steven, don't start with that again.
They're all lies! Truth.
Lies! Truth documented by experts.
Steven, I don't care what you or your experts say.
Dr.
Fremont is a saint, a medical genius, and she's curing Tommy.
She's a quack, sis.
She couldn't cure a ham.
Steven, why did you come here? I mean-- Did Tom send for you? Is that it? Tell me the truth.
I'm here because I love you, because you and Tom and the baby are my family.
All the family I got.
( sighs ) Look, Steven.
Uh, go home.
Please, go home.
Look, sis.
Look.
You ha-- You haven't read the best part.
The last paragraph, it says it all.
"A worthless-- Worthless conglomeration "of bent tubing, colored lights, switches, wires, and meaningless electronic gadgets.
" Now, why don't you listen? You could plug that stupid thing into any wall socket, and that two-bit transformer drops it down to 32 volts, just enough to give the sucker that deep-therapy hum.
That's a horrible thing to say, Steve.
I'll tell you what's horrible.
The thought of you, day after day, holding that poor baby's hands pressed over those phony, wonder electrodes.
Look, Steve, I don't believe you, and I'll never believe you.
( sighs ) Well, the court will.
The court? I'm a cop.
Remember, sis? Steven.
Seizure papers and a warrant for her arrest are being drawn up right now.
Oh, no, Steven.
You mustn't.
I-- I beg of you, Tommy's treatments.
Treatments? Well, yes! She's curing Tommy.
Steven, she's cured other people with cancer.
Others with-- With all hope abandoned, like Tommy.
She has cured them.
I've seen them.
She showed you a book, huh? A book of pictures and grateful testimonials.
Yes, that's right.
Oh, God.
The faithful.
The faithful! Every time we pull a quack into court, there they are, ready and eager and willing to testify, to swear under oath.
And every time, the physician testifying for the prosecution proves the same thing.
One, the patient never had cancer in the first place.
Two-- Now listen to me.
Those who had cancer were cured by radiation or surgery administered by a legitimate physician and wrongly attributed their cure to the quack.
And one more.
Your miracle.
If a quack treats or maltreats enough victims, he sometimes latches onto one that's really money in the bank.
That seeming miracle when the disease remisses, disappears of itself.
Hm? Well, what can I say? I-- I mean, you're too strong and too smart.
I mean, all I can do is beg.
Please, Steve.
Please.
I can't do that.
Look, Steve, just a little while.
Day by day, Tommy's getting better.
I-- I can see it.
I-- I can feel it.
Look, two weeks, e-even ten days of treatments.
That's all Dr Fremont needs.
Please, Steve.
I speak, but you don't hear me, sis.
You don't even hear me.
Two days, even.
I can't.
Why? Why can't you? Because I love you.
And because every day she's allowed to peddle her quack cures only increases the damage she does.
Damage? Electricity, you said, didn't you? Well, if it doesn't cure anyone, how can it hurt anyone? Every quack does damage.
I was talking about Dr.
Fremont.
And I'm talking about Dr.
Fremont.
All right, I'll tell you.
One, she accepts patients with curable cancer and uses that phony contraption on them until the case becomes incurable.
Two, the evidence of another uncured case only increases the terrible fear we all have.
And three, now listen to me.
Listen to me just this once.
In cases like Tommy's, life can be made infinitely more comfortable with orthodox therapy.
And four, as with you and Tom, she exhausts the life earnings, the savings, of people in limited circumstances without ever helping them.
And what about the hope? Hm? Dangling false hope just beyond the reach of the ailing and the dying and those who love them.
Huh? Enough? Oh, boy, I'll say enough.
It all comes out the same way anyway.
My baby's going to die.
And I-- I shouldn't try to fight it or try to do anything about it.
I should, uh, accept.
And because-- Because you're my-- My big brother and you love me, you're gonna destroy the one person on this earth that can cure my baby.
Oh, enough, Steve! Enough! Sis, please don't.
Please.
( dramatic theme playing ) Hello.
Ahem, excuse me.
Hello? May I speak to Dr.
Fremont, please.
Please hurry.
Yes, I-- I'll wait.
He's here.
Send him in.
( exhales ) Oh.
You're right on time.
Oh? Courthouse opens at nine o'clock.
And then there's all those stupid forms to fill out for search and seizure.
You do have a warrant? And then there's 20 minutes from downtown to my office in Monday morning traffic.
Mm.
It's excellent time, Excellent.
My sister did the, uh, Paul Revere bit, huh? Uh-huh.
The cops are coming.
Uh, I don't know if these bills were marked or not, but it's all there.
Seven hundred dollars.
Count it.
( chuckles ) No, no, no, doctor.
Our little transaction is closed.
Well, for the record, I'm returning your money.
For the record, it won't do you any good.
My attorney thinks it will.
Let's find out in court, huh? Look, before you officially serve that, and before you seize the machines and close up the joint, there's something that you oughta consider, you know? Look.
( laughs ) Tell it to the judge.
( laughing ) McGarrett.
I like you.
You're rare.
( chuckles ) A man, irresistible.
Actually, I think that that's why I sold you the machine in the first place.
You sold me that treatment machine because I laid $700 bucks under your greedy little nose.
I had entry.
I was Mary Ann's brother.
You felt safe and you grabbed.
That's true.
But it's also true that I found you attractive, which is a rarity for me.
Even now, I feel something for you.
You feel it too.
Come on, admit it.
I'd rather take up housekeeping with a cobra.
My husband said something like that to me.
A different tense, of course.
He said, "should have" But by then he was an old man.
Thanks to Mary Ann, I know quite a good deal about you, whereas you know almost nothing at all about me.
And let's keep it that way.
"Know thine enemy.
" Napoleon.
It's good advice.
Who am I to argue with Napoleon? Join me? No, thanks Ah.
No? Light one? No chance.
Oh, okay.
I was born of a woman, a stupid, superstitious and salacious old witch, my mother.
From the hills of Tennessee.
Where I was born and raised, hallelujah! ( organ playing mellow theme ) Fascinating? Like watching an auto wreck.
You're sweet.
I try.
I don't know why I want you to know this, but I do.
Let's, uh, forget the first scintillating 14 years.
But by then I was a A precocious, rather mature, young lady.
And Ma, that summer, dear Ma.
She thought I was looking a bit peaked.
You see, we had a-- A faith healer in our fair hamlet.
And Ma couldn't wait.
I'll never forget the first time I saw that man.
He wasn't young, even then.
But the life that just came shooting out of him, you know.
Like hot sparks.
( eerie, mysterious theme playing ) Was enough to scare any woman half to death.
He, uh-- He practiced the layin' on of hands, he did.
He claimed that when he touched the infected or damaged area, he felt a chill.
And he did.
( organ resumes playing mellow theme ) His invocation was to the Lord.
He'd say, "Jesus, drive the sickness and the fever from this strapping filly.
" He had the gift, and he cured.
( eerie, suspenseful theme playing ) His name was Fremont.
Ma and I joined the entourage that same day.
Ma was in love with that man.
So at 14, I married the healer.
Even then, I didn't know, but he did.
He always knew that I had the gift.
I did.
So when he died, I justnaturally became the healer.
Long way from Tennessee, doctor.
Mm-hm.
The hills are poor, dirt-grubbing poor.
So I came to the mecca, educated myself, learned how to talk, how to dress.
It wasn't easy.
Not until you bought these phony diplomas and invented your wonder machines.
( laughs ) Go on, laugh if you want to.
But with those machines, I can cure.
I'm laughing.
All right.
What if-- I'm saying what if they are a device? A device to make them believe.
They must believe.
And if they believe, then I can cure.
I've done it.
A thousand times, I've done it.
Can a 12-month-old baby believe? Finished now, doctor? McGarrett.
Look, I'm not looking, um, for an ally.
Just a truce.
Not a chance.
Why? Huh? I'm rich.
I'm generous.
And suddenly I need a man in my life again.
And without my direct testimony, there's no case against you, huh? Oh, no.
Nothing.
Nothing whatsoever.
Well? Well? Say something.
I'll see you in court, doctor.
McGarrett.
When somebody hurts me, I hurt back.
Now, before this case comes up in court, that child is going to be dead, with or without my treatment that child is going to die.
Your sister will not forgive you for as long as she lives.
I'll see to it, McGarrett.
I will.
I'll see to it.
I bet you will.
( ominous theme swells dramatically ) Chief.
Yeah.
I got the Tagahashi file completed.
You wanna check it with me? Come on in, Danno.
MAY: Boss When did the call come through? 'Bout a half-hour ago.
You want me to get her? No, I'll put it through myself.
Give me a couple of minutes, Danno.
Sure.
His sister? Yes.
Wow.
( knocking on door ) ( knocking continues ) Come in.
Long two minutes.
Yeah.
Got about two fingers apiece.
May had it salted away from our Christmas party two years ago.
Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas, Danno.
Baby went into a deep coma this morning.
Three months to the day.
Doctor said it was a matter of months maybe.
Two, three at the most.
How right can you be, Danno? Is there anything I can do to help, Steve? ( crying ) She cried so hard she choked on her own tears.
Telephone turned to salt in my hand.
Steve, this once can't you back off? She said She said she'd gone to Dr.
Fremont.
That there was still time.
The good doctor promised her-- Promised her that she'd heal Tommy, if I'd stop persecuting her.
If I'd stop.
If I'd promise that I wouldn't go to the trial next week, wouldn't testify.
She begged, Danno.
My own sister begged! I have had it! I have had it right up to here.
Who the hell made me big daddy to the world? What do I care if the great, snowed American public wanna blow a billion dollars a year on phony quacks and cures.
What do I care? And what's the big deal anyway? Why should we get so steamed about it? All I can prosecute on is one lousy count.
Interstate sale of mislabeled or misrepresented merchandise.
One count! Maximum penalty, one-thousand-dollar fine or one year in jail or both.
With this one it oughta be murder.
Murder.
On a hundred counts.
Order! ( crowd cheering, shouting ) Order in this court! Bailiff, you will maintain order! MAN: Down with the medical monopoly! ( judge banging gavel ) BAILIFF: Quiet down or I'm gonna have to ask you to leave.
Will you please take your seat.
Take your seat and be quiet.
We've gotta have order because otherwise we're gonna have to throw all of you out of here.
We're gonna have to clear the courtroom.
If you people can't calm down, you gotta move outta here.
MAN: God bless Dr.
Fremont God bless Dr.
Fremont! Bailiff, maintain order! BAILIFF: You gotta get outta here.
You can't block the aisle.
We gotta have this door clear.
May our land be bright With freedom's holy light Protect us by thy might Great God, our King Let's show you where the king is.
Right through here, there you go.
Never in my 30 years on the bench have I seen such a disorderly, outrageous outburst.
JUDGE: I shall adjourn now because I feel that you have made it impossible to proceed in an orderly, impartial fashion.
Now tomorrow, extra bailiffs will be on hand.
and if there is any disorder, any disorder whatsoever, I shall have the demonstrator or demonstrators arrested and charged with contempt.
Is that quite clear? Very well.
Court stands adjourned until ten o'clock tomorrow morning.
( dramatic theme playing ) Short day.
Long enough.
Worried? Yeah.
Well, frankly, so am I.
( upbeat surf theme playing )