Hawaii Five-O (1968–1980): Season 11, Episode 19 - A Very Personal Matter - full transcript

Tommy Riordan is in
the hospital, in a coma,

from a massive overdose of
Quaaludes prescribed by you.

It is the finding of this inquest
that he died by his own hand.

He's a murderer! Murderer!

Now, you hear me, McGarrett,
and you hear me good.

That coroner cleared me.

I know my rights, and
I'm gonna have them.

- What have we got? EMT:
Looks like an overdose.

Tom, wake up. Tom.
Can you hear me?

Any idea what he's on?

The ambulance driver
said there was a pill bottle,



but it was empty and
there was no label.

- Who are you?
- His father.

Now maybe we can get
some questions answered.

- What was he taking?
- How would I know?

I mean, what do kids take today?

Mr. Riordan, has he been
acting strangely lately?

Strange? Well, I haven't
seen him that much. Uh...

But the last time I saw him,
he acted like he was hypnotized,

or walking in a
trance, or something.

Probably methaqualone.

Kids call them downers.

First, I wanna try
and pump him out.

And then I wanna
support his blood pressure,

with four milliliters
of Levophed,



adding to one thousand
milliliters of five percent dextro.

Continue this until
adequate blood pressure

is sustained
without the therapy.

Maybe we can counteract whatever's
gotten into his system already.

Doctor, uh,

will he be all right?

Won't know for several hours.

Uh...

- McGarrett.
- Steve, this is Tom Riordan.

Oh, Chief, you old pirate.

How's the best bosun
the Navy ever had?

Well, not so good, Steve.

It's, my boy. It's Tommy.
He's in the hospital.

He, took some drugs. Some pills.

- Oh, Chief. I'm so sorry. How is he?
- Critical.

He's been in intensive care
since 2. It can still go either way.

- How can I help?
- I'm at the apartment.

I, uh... I found something.

Something that could
make it murder if he dies.

I'll be right over.
What's the address?

I was going crazy waiting,

so I decided to come by and
pick up some pajamas for him

to wear at the hospital,
in case he pulls through.

God, those words
are hard to say.

I don't see how he
could live this way.

Well, things are a lot
different today, Chief.

When you were his age, you
were on your second tour of duty.

I haven't seen him
for over a month.

- Weren't you getting along?
- Oh, yes. Yes, we...

- Really?
- Not really.

No, we haven't been getting
along since his mother died.

I guess it's not easy to be
a father and a mother too.

I tried, Steve. I did try.

But he shut me out.

You know, I was in the Navy
30 years with all that discipline.

I guess I just can't understand
someone who has no discipline at all.

Well, sometimes the generation gap
can be wider than the Pacific Ocean.

I wish I'd had more patience.

Don't be so hard on yourself,
Tom. Nobody's blaming you.

If Mary would still be here,
she could talk to him, you know.

She always could.

Well, I know that he'd
been losing weight,

but tonight I couldn't
believe it when I saw him.

Look at that.

It looks like he pawned
everything he owned.

Hmm. TV, stereo.

Heh. Remember that, Steve?

The guitar.

Remember, Steve, that was his
14th birthday when I gave it to him.

He wanted to be an
Elvis Presley then.

Chief, I can't... I can't
tell you how sorry I feel.

- You said you found something?
- Yeah.

It's, uh, methaqualone. Downers.

The hospital said
Tommy was on it.

"Dr. Harvey Danworth."

One of those
pill-pushing doctors.

If Tommy dies,
Danworth murdered him.

Now, wait a minute, Chief.

I have no more use for
pill-pushing doctors than you have,

so let's not make any
emotional judgments.

We'll investigate and find out
why this prescription was written.

Look at the date, Steve!

I mean, he saw Tommy yesterday.

How could any doctor prescribe drugs
to somebody in Tommy's condition?

He was 20 pounds underweight.

Mr. Riordan, there's
a phone call for you.

It's the hospital.

- How is he, doctor?
- I'm afraid he's slipped into a coma.

We found needle
marks in the boys arm.

I don't understand.

I mean, he'd just
taken some pills.

Sometimes they crush the pills,
they dissolve them in a solution

and inject it just as a
heroine addict does.

But why?

Makes the high come
faster with greater intensity.

Did he, uh, ever wake up?

Yes, briefly. He thought
he was talking to you.

He did? What did he say?

He said, "Father, I'm sorry."

He never called me "dad."

I don't know why.

Tom.

Sorry to bother you this
early, Walter. But it's important.

Don't worry about it, Steve.

I asked Dr. Whitewood

of the State Medical
Control Board to join us.

Dr. Whitewood, Steve
McGarrett, Hawaii Five-0.

McGARRETT: Good morning, doctor.
- How do you do?

Well, it's been a long night.

It may even be a longer
day, so I'll get right to the point.

A young man I've
known since he was a boy

is in General
Hospital in a coma.

He overdosed on Quaaludes
prescribed by a local doctor.

- A Dr. Harvey Danworth.
- Oh, I've heard of him.

McGARRETT: What
do you know about him?

Not much. He's only been in
the islands a couple of years.

He's said to be
somewhat unorthodox,

but there's never been any
mention of anything like this.

There must be some mistake.

Yeah, and it appears
the doctor made it.

Take a look at that.

This boy was apparently
already addicted.

He goes to this Dr. Danworth
in terrible physical condition,

and Danworth gives him a
prescription for more drugs? Why?

I'm sure Dr. Danworth
will have an explanation.

I can't wait to hear it.

Walter, where does the DA's
office stand on a case like this?

Well, actually, Steve,
our present position is that

unless it can be proven

that a doctor has violated
one of the drug statutes,

we have no position.

Boy, that's double
talk if I ever heard it.

A boy is in the
hospital, near death,

from an overdose
of a prescribed drug,

and you're telling me no one has
done anything wrong or unethical?

Mr. McGarrett, this drug is
legal. It helps many people.

What doctors prescribe
or don't prescribe

is a matter of
professional judgment.

And matters of
professional ethics

are the jurisdiction of
the Medical Review Board.

They can recommend
that criminal action be taken.

Heh, heh. Do you know
how many doctors in Hawaii

your Medical Review
Board censured last year?

No. McGARRETT: One.

And one the year before.

So that's not good
enough for me, Walter.

It will have to do.

If someone commits
suicide by driving over a cliff,

do you arrest the man
who sold him the car?

No. But if you sell a
mentally disturbed man a gun,

you shouldn't be surprised

when he goes out and
uses it to kill someone. Hmm?

What can I do for
you, Mr. McGarrett?

I'm here in regard to a patient
of yours, Tom Riordan, Jr.

Riordan? Yes. What about him?

Have you seen him recently?

Yes. He was in the
office a few days ago.

Did you notice anything
strange about his behavior?

Not strange for him. No.

- What was his physical condition?
- Why do you ask?

Because I'm a police officer,
conducting an official investigation.

Now, would you mind
answering the question?

- What was the question?
- What was his physical condition?

He was underweight.

He was confused, tense,
disturbed, couldn't sleep.

I gave him something
to calm him down.

- Quaaludes?
- Methaqualone.

- In your parlance, Quaaludes.
- I see.

Wouldn't you diagnose his
condition as an emotional problem

- rather than a physical one?
- Yes.

Then wouldn't it have been
wiser to send him to a psychiatrist?

I'm trying. So far he's
refused to see one.

So you gave him
something to calm him down.

Is there a point to this?

Tommy Riordan is in
the hospital, in a coma,

from a massive overdose of
Quaaludes prescribed by you, doctor.

When did this happen?

Not long after his
appointment with you, doctor.

Mr. McGarrett, I prescribed
what I thought the boy needed.

And you certainly can't
be held responsible

for his failure to follow
instructions on the bottle, huh?

Who do you think you are?

How dare you force
your way in here

and question my way
of practicing medicine?

I gave that boy the best
treatment I knew how to do.

If you'll forgive me, I've
got patients waiting for me.

Excuse me, doctor. There's
a phone call for Mr. McGarrett.

- McGarrett.
- Steve.

I just took a call for
you from the hospital.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Thank you.

Doctor, your patient won't be
needing your services anymore.

Tommy Riordan is dead.

- Get out.
- Yeah, I'm going, doctor.

But I'll be seeing
you again. Count on it.

Tommy Riordan was a
shy, gentle young man

who simply couldn't cope with
the pressures of everyday life.

He was always talking about
being unable to fine "the magic,"

as he called it.

I tried to convince him

that there was no such
thing as a magic ingredient.

I really thought that I was
making some progress.

But I guess he
was just using me.

He was using you?

Order. Order, Mr. Riordan. Sit
down or I'll have you removed.

- You're not gonna believe him!
- Tom.

Mr. Riordan, sit down.

- Please. Take care of yourself.
- I'm all right.

Go on, Dr. Danworth. I
apologize for this interruption.

That's about all there is.

Perhaps, I should've been
more careful. Perhaps...

I made a misjudgment.

I don't know.

He sounds like he means it.

We'll see, Danno. We'll see.

Thank you, Dr. Danworth.

You may step down.

It would seem that Dr. Danworth
might have used greater discretion,

but upon considering
the psychiatric profile

submitted on the decedent,

it is our conclusion
that Thomas Riordan, Jr.

Simply would've obtained
the drugs from other sources.

Therefore, it is the
finding of this inquest

that he died by his own hand.

This hearing is concluded.

No! He's a murderer! Murderer!

Tom! Please!

But you put the dope in it!

Someday you're gonna
know what it feels like!

You'll know what it's like!

McGARRETT: Please. All right, folks.
Kindly, clear the room, please, quickly.

Come on.

Tom, take it easy, please.

Are you okay?

Yes, yes, I'm all right. Thank
you. I just wanna get out of here.

Very well, doctor. I
hope you feel exonerated.

- Tom.
- No.

He kills my son and you're
letting him walk out of here.

Tom, we haven't closed
the case. Trust me, please.

Please.

Okay.

For now.

Duke, see that he gets home.

Oh, boy, Danno.

Let's go.

McGARRETT: Uh...

Tom Riordan and I
served on the same ship.

I was at his wedding
and his wife's funeral.

We've been friends
for years, Danno.

I've never seen
him so distraught.

What's he do now, Steve?

Well, he's a security
chief at a local hotel.

Is there anything
you want us to do?

Yeah, Danno. Yeah.

You can start by finding
out all there is to know

about this Dr. Danworth.

I'd also like to know

how many prescriptions
for dangerous drugs

are floating around
town with his name on it.

- Steve, Dr. Danworth...
- Yeah, I know, Danno. I know.

He's been cleared.
But not by me.

Five, 6, 7, 8.

One, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8.

One, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8.

One, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8.

One, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8.

Okay. That was
spectacular, you guys.

I'll see you next Saturday.
Thank you all very much.

Bye-bye.

- Hi, Steve.
- Hi, Gerry.

- Have you given it some thought?
- Oh, it didn't take much thought.

You know, when you work with
young bodies like I do every day,

you see them at their best.

And then, sometimes,
you see what drugs can do

to the very same bodies.

This is police undercover
work I'm asking you to do, Gerry,

not training dancers.

But how hard can
it be to get a doctor

to prescribe some pills for me?

It could be a lot
more to it than that.

Such as?

Such as ending up
dead in a cane field.

I wanna do it, Steve.

If I can help just one of those
kids, it'll be worth the risk.

- You're sure?
- Positive.

- Okay. You've got the job.
- Thanks.

That, gentlemen, is the back
side of the match, and one press.

Come on, gentlemen, time
to pay up. And I'm thirsty.

Did you see that one?

Straight as a die, right in.

The last one. It was a beauty.

The best hole I've ever seen.

Hey, Harvey! Have
you got a second?

You guys go on ahead. I'll
catch up with you at the bar.

Good to see you. I was in
the foursome ahead of you.

Look, I have to work
with you at the clinic.

And I want you to stop bothering
me. The answer is still no.

Hey, wait a minute. I
wasn't looking for you.

This is my club too, you know.

Then maybe it's time
I found a new club.

My money's as good as yours.

After all, we do
make it the same way.

I don't write prescriptions

like I was some kind of movie
star handing out autographs.

Don't get righteous
with me, doctor.

None of my patients
ever died of an overdose.

How would you know?

You don't even know
who your patients are.

You check that guy's
suite, and the other one.

- If you see anything wrong...
- Can I have a word with you?

Oh, sure, Steve.

I, uh, made a fool of
myself yesterday, huh?

Yeah, Tom. You did.

And you assaulted and threatened
a man, which is very serious.

I can't help how I feel.

You know, Steve, life's
got such a sense of humor.

Tommy and I were just beginning
to, how do you put it, communicate.

McGARRETT: I thought
you hadn't been seeing him?

Well, we didn't
solve our problems

but at least we'd made a start.

McGARRETT: Dr. Danworth said
that Tommy wouldn't see a psychiatrist.

- Is that true?
- He didn't need a psychiatrist.

All he needed was to
learn to become a man.

They tell me that demanding that

isn't always the best
way to accomplish it.

Danworth was right
about one thing.

Tommy needed that magical
ingredient to help him get by.

And I told him... I told
him that he had to grow up,

that he had to face reality.

Has it ever occurred to you

that he might've had a
different view of reality?

Sooner or later,

he'd come around to my way
of thinking, except for Danworth.

That's what I wanna
talk to you about, Tom.

I want you to let me
handle Dr. Danworth.

You? But how?

I thought Five-0
couldn't get involved?

That's right, not officially.

But I consider this a
very personal matter.

I do appreciate what you're
trying to do, Steve. I do.

- But I can handle it.
- Oh, sure. Sure.

And then Five-0 will really have
a reason to get involved, huh?

Stay out of it, Tom.

Remember the
expression in the Navy?

"That's an order." Not to
be confused with a request.

Huh, buddy?

Okay.

Anything, Danno?

Nothing from the
mainland on Danworth yet.

He's been licensed to
practice in the state of Hawaii

just over two years. He
does a lot of charity work.

He spends one day a
week at the Westside Clinic.

Donates his services to the
senior citizens center downtown.

What about his personal
life? How does he live?

He drives a '78 Mercury, lives
in a comfortable house in Kahala,

but you'd hardly
call it a mansion.

The numerous
prescriptions he writes,

did you check the pharmacy
records of dangerous drugs?

Duke's on that now.

He's already covered half the
sources, and there's nothing out of line.

Well, if he is pushing
pills in a big way,

it's gotta show up in the
records, Danno. Okay.

Luana, get me the
Governor, please.

- Dr. Danworth?
- Yes, that's right.

- Who are you?
- I'm, um...

I need help, doctor. And a friend
of mine said I should see you.

Oh, I see.

Well, didn't your friend
tell you I've got an office?

I spend one day a week
at the Westside Clinic.

Well, I couldn't wait.

I'm starting this new job tomorrow
and I'm really uptight about it.

I mean... Well, I get
these terrible headaches,

and I can't sleep.

I was hoping you could give
me something to calm me down.

Like what?

I don't know. Maybe
some downers.

What do you think

I carry a prescription pad
around in my hip pocket?

Please, doctor, I
really need your help.

Well, you, uh... You
look pretty healthy to me.

But I'm not. I'm really
nervous and jumpy.

Doctor, just help me out this time,
and I'll be your best advertisement.

A lot of my friends
need help too.

Do you know it is unethical,
possibly even illegal,

for a doctor to prescribe
dangerous drugs

for a patient who
doesn't need them?

Please.

Hey, you've done it for other
people, why can't you do it for me?

Wait a minute. What
are you talking about?

What other people?

Come on, doctor, I don't think
we should use names, do you?

Let me think about it.

Hey, look, wait! I
need something now.

Take a couple of aspirin
and call me at the clinic.

- What clinic?
- The Westside Clinic.

Hurry up and be on time for
your appointment so you can wait.

What?

This place is like the
unemployment office.

I hadn't thought of it
that way, but you're right.

- What are you in here for?
- I'm sick. What else?

Heh. If you're sick, a lot of girls
ought to catch what you've got.

I'm sick in a way
that doesn't show.

- Where'd you hear about this place?
- Word gets around.

My name's Kona Emery.
If you ever have any trouble

getting an appointment
here, give me a call.

- You don't look like a doctor to me.
- Maybe not.

But I can provide some of
the things you might need.

- Gerry Colby.
- That's me.

Dr. Danworth will see you now.

Say, if I did wanna take
you up on your offer,

where would I call you
for an appointment, doctor?

I like to think of Sandy
Beach as my office.

Everybody around there knows me.

Oh, hello, Miss
Colby. Come on in.

Sit down over here. I wanna
take your blood pressure.

- The aspirin didn't help.
- Oh. Well...

That's the way it
goes sometimes.

Tell me about these,
um, friends of yours.

- My friends?
- Yeah.

The ones you said
needed help, like you do.

What sort of, um,
symptoms do they have?

Well, they vary.

Some are tense
and nervous, like me.

Others are, you
know, really depressed.

- They can't get it together.
- Hmm. Mm-hm.

Well, then, maybe you'd
better send them in to me.

Suit yourself.

Wouldn't it save a
lot of time and trouble,

if you, um, just gave
me their prescriptions?

Uh, I'm not sure
I'm following this.

It's really very simple.

I could become sort
of a branch office.

Yes. Send him in,
please. Danworth.

Doctor, my associate, Dan
Williams. What can we do for you?

A young woman approached
me about some drugs.

I know how concerned
you are about these things.

And you thought we
should know about it?

You already know
about it! You sent her.

And don't tell me you don't
know what I'm talking about!

I don't know what
you're talking about.

I'm talking about this.

It's really very simple.

I could become sort
of a branch office.

There's more. Here,
I made you a copy.

You listen to it.
It makes me sick.

I've run into cops
like you before.

This Miss Colby wasn't
bad, but it didn't work.

Now, you hear me, McGarrett,
and you hear me good.

That coroner cleared
me. I know my rights,

and I'm gonna have
them. Is that clear?

Steve, he doesn't sound
like a guilty man to me.

I know, Danno.

My God, maybe I
misjudged the man.

McGARRETT: Thanks, Gerry.
You tried and I appreciate it,

but I don't know, maybe I
was wrong about Danworth.

Maybe there's a way
we can find out for sure.

What do you mean?

Well, while I was waiting at the clinic,
I met this guy named Kona Emery.

He's, I don't know,
27, 28, maybe.

And he said if I couldn't get
help at the clinic, to call him.

That he could provide some
of the things I might need.

Did he say Danworth
was his connection?

No, but Danworth was there
that day, and add two and two.

Yeah, and sometimes you
get a set of circumstances

that don't add up to evidence.

No, I don't know, Gerry. Let
me check this character out.

- What'd you say his name was?
- Kona Emery.

Let's see if he's
got a rap sheet.

Well, is there anything I
can do in the meantime?

No. I think we'd better cool it.

If Emery is working with Dr.,
uh, what's his name, Danworth?

Danworth.

We have to be careful.

Danworth knows you're
working for me now.

Okay, I'll wait to
hear from you then.

Hey, I've got a class.

And the teacher should
never be late, right?

Never. See you later.

- Steve.
- Yeah, Danno. Out here.

I hate to tell you this, but
everyone we interviewed said,

that Danworth was the
one doctor they know

who's not interested in money.

He doesn't have a society
practice. He doesn't live high.

Does he have any extravagances?

Well, he's a member of a golf club,
and he has a boat down at the marina.

But he's making payments
on it just like anybody else.

There was a picture of a
teenage girl on his desk.

- Does he have any children?
- Not here, Steve.

Still checking the mainland.

It takes longer when you're
asking these things unofficially.

I know, Danno. And I
appreciate the discreet way

you and Duke are handling it.

- Is there anything else?
McGARRETT: Yeah.

Check out a character
named Kona Emery.

He hangs around Sandy Beach.

Grab that, will you, Danno?

My bet is that he has a record.

Steve, Walter Napali for you.

Oh. Put him on speaker, Danno.

Yeah, Walter?

Steve, Dr. Whitewood's with me.

She's got a problem.

McGARRETT: What
kind of a problem?

It seems that Harvey Danworth
has gone to the Medical Board

to complain that you've
been harassing him.

Seeking evidence is
not harassment, Walter.

Now, he claims that you tried
to get him to prescribe drugs

for a girl who didn't need them.

Well, he should know if she
needed them or not. What else?

Before the inquest, we
talked to him at great length.

Now, he's not a suspect.

There hasn't been
a crime committed.

Is that it?

Steve, the law is on his side.

Now, if he wants
to file a complaint,

he can have you
arrested. I'm warning you.

Now, if you'll excuse me,
I have people in the office.

- It's a tough one, Steve.
- Yeah.

Everything we can
find out about Danworth

seems to put him in the clear.

His prescription
record is clean.

He doesn't live extravagantly.

All that charity work he does.

But there's something about
this situation with Danworth

that I just can't fathom.

I'm gonna have another
talk with him, gentlemen.

I want to see you first thing on
Monday morning, understand?

McGARRETT: Is there some
place we could talk, doctor?

What are you doing here?

I thought we'd reached
an understanding.

I'd appreciate it if we
could talk somewhere.

I didn't come here to
argue with you, doctor.

I came here to appeal to you.

All over the country,

young people's lives are
being ruined by doctors

who abuse their right
to prescribe drugs.

You know that as well as I do.

I'm more aware than you know.

Maybe I was wrong
about you, doctor.

Maybe... Maybe you're
not one of the guilty ones.

Maybe you can help me
find the ones who are guilty.

That's three "maybes" in a row.

Well, heh...

unlike doctors, cops often
have limited vocabularies.

You've gotta understand
something, Mr. McGarrett.

You can't always practice
medicine strictly by the book.

Sometimes, you gotta
throw the book away.

You mean you can condone
what those doctors are doing?

Of course, I don't! But what
do you want me to do about it?

Tell me what you know,
doctor. Give me some names.

I don't know any names.

Do you realize that it's a
crime to withhold information

in a criminal investigation?

There you go with
your threats again.

Suppose the information
I gave you was wrong,

and it ruined a career, the
way you're trying to ruin mine.

I'm not trying to ruin
your career, doctor.

Let's have that clearly
understood at the outset.

Think about it. Isn't your
silence a mistaken attempt

to protect your colleagues
in the medical profession?

I do what I think is
right for my patients.

That's all I owe anybody.

Very well, doctor. Very well.

- If that's all you have to say.
- That's all I have to say.

If you have nothing more to
say, I've got patients waiting.

Doctor, I didn't come here
to condemn you nor anyone.

I was hoping we could resolve
this and perhaps help someone,

maybe even save a life.

I'm sorry to have
inconvenienced you.

McGARRETT: Yeah, Danno?

That surfer you wanted us
to check out, Kona Emery.

He does have a rap sheet.

- Anything interesting?
- Strictly small time.

Shoplifting. Three
pot busts. No felonies.

No record of violence?
No weapons possessions?

Nothing like that, Steve.

He's had no arrests
in the last two years.

All right, Danno. Call Gerry and
tell her it's all right to go ahead.

But tell her, please,
to be very careful.

Right away.

- Don't I know you from someplace?
- Funny.

What's happening?

You told me to look you up

if I had a problem getting
what I needed, doctor.

- What are you into?
- I need to connect.

- Just for yourself?
- No.

We're in the same business.

- What business is that?
- Making money.

You know what I'm talking about.

Look, I gotta make a call.

Can you meet me in
Kapiolani Park in the morning,

by the old swimming pool, at 10?

You'll have what I need?

- Just be there.
- Okay.

Ten o'clock.

- Steve? Anybody home?
- Oh, excuse me, sir.

Come on in, Chief.

Yes, sir. I'll get back
to you soon. Thank you.

How are you, you old sea dog?

The question is, how are you?

- Do I sense a little antagonism, Tom?
- Perhaps.

But justified, don't you think?

Well, I can't give you
any final answer, Tom.

To be honest, I find
Danworth a very complex man.

In other words, nothing,

- after three days.
- I didn't say that.

We've got someone
working on an angle right now.

By the way,

do you ever read the
Yachting column in the paper?

- Not usually, no. Why?
- It caught my eye today.

It was a photo of
Danworth, so I read the story.

It seems there's a
group from the marina

taking a yachting trip
to Maui this weekend.

Dr. Harvey Danworth is
leading the armada with his sloop.

And just how many
pills do you figure

he had to push before he
could afford to buy that boat?

Tom, relax, will you, please?

We checked. His boat, his
home, are heavily mortgaged.

He even owes money on his car.

Now, we're doing
everything we can.

And in some people's
minds, more than we should.

It's not enough. It's not
enough for me, Steve.

Come on, Chief. Will
you, please? Please.

Don't do anything we'll
both regret. Please, trust me.

After all the years we've been
friends, in the Navy and out,

you have to know
that I'm on your side.

But, Steve...

All right. I...

I know that you're on my side.

Then give me a little more time.

Whatever you say, Steve.

Have you seen this, doctor?

The coroner cleared
you, but I haven't.

You feeling guilty,
doctor? You should.

- You killed him.
- No, I didn't kill him.

You killed him.

I gave him the prescriptions, but
he was on drugs because of you.

That's a lie!

The only lie is the one
you're telling yourself.

He came to me
because you failed him.

You didn't turn him away.

He needed a psychiatrist,
he wouldn't see one

because he was afraid
you'd think he was weak.

Now, you have to
believe me, Mr. Riordan.

I was trying to help him.

Oh, you helped him all right,
and now I'm gonna pay your bill.

You're making a
terrible mistake.

Right on time. I like that.

- You got the stuff?
- I'm here, aren't I?

- So how much do you want?
- Oh, let's start off small.

How about a couple of hundred
each of reds and rainbows?

Maybe 300 downers.

That's your idea
of starting off small?

You're talking 35
prescription slips.

Look, man, if it's
too much for you...

No, no, you got the
money, I got the stuff.

I got mine right in here.

You know, there's a lot
of magic in these pages.

- Did you ever try any free samples?
- Hey, it's just a business with me.

I'm like you. I'm into
everything and nothing.

Halt! You're under arrest!

Danno!

- Are you all right?
- I'm a little shook up. But I'm okay.

- What's this all about?
- Ah, that's funny.

You see that man out
there? He's a police officer.

He photographed
the whole meeting.

Also, the lady was
wearing a microphone.

So your whole
conversation was recorded.

It's gonna be a
long time, Emery,

before you see a rainbow
anyplace but in the sky.

Take a look at this, Steve.

McGARRETT: Dr. Daniel Savio.

Dr. Savio? Who's that, Steve?

He works at the Westside
Clinic, Danno, with Dr. Danworth.

He's a pill doctor.

Okay, book that one.

Have H.P.D. pick
up Savio. Let's go.

Let's go.

Steve, the office
just sent this out.

It's the information you
wanted on Danworth.

Ah, good. That's good.

So you had all the answers,
the ones that work for you.

But you never tried
to understand him.

I tried to teach him
how to be a man.

You still don't see it, do you?

May I have your
attention, doctor?

This is called "the outfit."

I mashed some of the pills.

All you have to do is
heat them and inject them.

What?

You're gonna die
the way Tommy died.

- Chief, don't.
- Stand back, McGarrett!

McGARRETT: Tom, give me the gun.

You said you were my friend.
You said you were going to help me.

I am helping you. I'm
saving your life and his.

Now, listen to me,
I found the truth.

He killed Tommy. He's
got to know what it's like.

He knows. Believe me, he knows.

What are you saying?

This was his daughter.

Jenny. Age 19.

She died, just as Tommy
died, of an overdose.

- I don't believe it.
- All right, here.

It's all in this
dossier. Here, read it.

Tom, it's true.

He was a widower, just as you
were, trying to raise a child alone.

Tell him, doctor, please.

I couldn't communicate with Jenny
any better than you could with Tommy.

When she couldn't get
what she needed at home,

she went someplace else.

He saw Tommy in a way
you could never see him,

because he'd been
through it with his own child.

If I'd turned Tommy away,

he'd have found what he wanted
on the street just the way Jenny did.

And you thought
you were helping him?

As long as I kept a
dialogue going with him,

I thought I had a chance.

He needed a father, you
just weren't the right one.

You should've come to me! Me!

And would you have believed
him, Tom? Would you?

Please, give me the gun.

I tried my best.

Sometimes the best is
not good enough. Huh?

I think I owe you
an apology, doctor.

No, you don't.

No, I never should've given
Tommy that prescription.

I should've seen that,
how desperate he was.

I should've found
some other way.

And you should've
told me about Dr. Savio,

because you knew, didn't you?

- You caught him?
- Yes. H.P.D. has him in custody.

How could I tell you about him,
when I was guilty of the same thing.

- I should be going to jail with
him. McGARRETT: I don't think so.

You once said that you can't
always practice medicine by the book.

Sometimes we can't
practice law enforcement

strictly by the book either.

Sometimes, there are
extenuating circumstances.

I'm sorry, Mr. Riordan,

I can't do anything
about the past.

I don't think it's a question of
what's happened in the past, doctor.

What's important is,

what you're gonna
do in the future.

Let's all...

Let's all try to forgive, huh?