All language subtitles for Hawaii Five-O S01E21 Once Upon A Time Pt 1

There, Tommy. That's all.

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.

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...

No mistake.

The doctors were right.

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.

The living proof.

Martha Winters,

1118 Atlantic Avenue,
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.

Yes.

Thank you, doctor.

Thank you.

Now, every moment is
precious, every second.

Come.

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 and... right.

That's a boy.

Now...

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.

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...

Sorry to interrupt, boss.

Cablegram just came...
from Los Angeles.

Get me a flight to
Los Angeles, May.

Now? Now.

Yes, sir. McGARRETT:
Just a minute

Uh, give me a rundown
on the calendar.

I was afraid you were gonna ask.

Well, for openers,
20 must calls,

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?

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 gotta
stick together, brother.

McGARRETT: Get going.

What else?

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.

Ten bucks.

This smog could choke a skunk.

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!

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 6:45 a.m.,

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...

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... 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.

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.

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.

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?

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.

Yes, here it is.

That's a big boy.
Yes Okay, come on.

Yes, here it is. Here it is.

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.

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.

Mr. McGarrett. Mr. Woodson.

Yes. Nice to meet you, sir.

Thank you. Come in.

That looks heavy.
Can I help you?

Please, yes.

Right in here.

I think we can set
it right down here.

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.

Oh... you 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.

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.

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,

404 Piikoi Street,
Honolulu, Hawaii.

That, gentlemen, is
interstate commerce.

Mr. McGarrett, we are,
so to speak, in business.

We are in business.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

Tell it to the judge.

McGarrett.

I like you.

You're rare.

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!

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.

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.

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.

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 just... naturally
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.

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.

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.

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?

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!

Order in this court!

Bailiff, you will
maintain order!

Down with the medical monopoly!

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.

God bless Dr. Fremont

God bless Dr. Fremont!

Bailiff, maintain order!

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.

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.

Short day.

Long enough.

Worried?

Yeah.

Well, frankly, so am I.