All language subtitles for The.Pharmacist.S01E02.A.Mission.from.God.720p.NF.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.x264-NTG

The trial was coming up

and everything
hung up on my testimony.

He just looked at me

and he said, "Look what I have done."

- You even seen his shirt?
- Mm-hmm.

It had splattered blood on it.

Splattered blood on it.

Because it was
cold-blooded murder.

The threats started getting more vicious

I was...

in such a great fear.

I had four young children

that I was trying to protect.

I didn't know if someone

would pull up to my house
and kill my children.

That was the worst fear to go through.

The worst fear.

I turned to drugs to deal with it.

During that time,

I had an addiction to crack.

I would buy drugs off the street.

As a matter fact,

that's why I was standing
in front of my mom's store

when I saw the murder.

I had wanted to get high.

And I had never told Mr. Danny about that.

But Shane, he killed our son.
You're telling us he killed our son.

Look, Mr. Schneider, I have to go.

I was afraid for my life

and my children.

Please tell what you have to say.

You're our hope.

During this time,
my dad was in the hospital.

He asked me

what I had decided.

And I told him I was afraid.

And he told me,

"You can look back in the Bible

and it says, 'God loves the truth.'

You love God, you tell the truth."

And I told him, I said, "I don't know
if I'm strong enough."

And he said, "You're my daughter.

You're strong enough."

God loves the truth.

And the truth is in me.

Shane was in witness protection.

She hadn't testified yet.

Even though we'd worked so hard,

she still can change her mind
and not testify

because she's got to go
in front of the court,

hold a hand up in front of Jeffery
and Jeffery's family.

The morning of the grand jury,

that was the most fearful-est day I had.

Because I knew I had to come
in front of Jeffery.

I must have smoked
about two packs of cigarettes.

I was coming up the steps
to the courthouse.

And Jeffery's uncle was out there
and he threw some threats.

I had a police escort

who told me to just keep walking.

Jeffery's family was there.

The whole family.

We was all scared and tense.

'Cause we didn't know exactly
whether she was gonna go through

and go forth
with what she said she was.

She was petrified.

I was worried that she wouldn't testify

and we'd lose everything.

Jeffery's grandmother got up
and she said,

"So that's how you are.

That's how you are."

She was saying things
and other people were saying things.

It was like I just didn't want to look at
any of them, you know?

Didn't really even wanna look at Jeffery.

It had to be very difficult
for Shane,

fearing for her life

and her family's life,
which she was putting at risk.

Finally the grand jury

wanted to talk to me.

And they asked me,

"Did I see the man in the room

that had killed...

Danny Schneider, Junior?"

And I pointed to him.

Oh, that was a feeling.

'Cause the look he gave me...

If his eyes could shoot, I was dead.

When Shane pointed
in my direction in court,

it was like everything
went to being in slow motion for me.

You know, I looked to this side.

This the D.A. and the victim's family
on this side.

And my family was sitting over here
crying and stuff.

But I wasn't hearing nothing.

I just lost my hearing.

My mind went back to that night.

I don't feel good about it.

I was just trying to get the heat off me.

I had made up a story.

Just made up a story
so they could leave me alone.

Being a kid, a teenager.

Thought I had it going on,
thought I had everything figured out.

I was dealing drugs and it was like...

I just thought I was a big boy.

You know, and I made a decision.

When I fired the gun,
it was a funny feeling to my hand.

There was a... a sting to it.

There was a sting to it.

But...

I know on the other side of the gun,

someone was laying there dead, possibly.

And...

that's what it had turned out to be.

I had put it away and it's coming back up.

I took someone's life,
you know, and it's like, "Damn."

Once Shane accused
that he was the killer,

the D.A. presses onto Jeffery

and they try to talk Jeffery
into accepting a deal.

The deal was for 15 years.

And um...

He took the plea.

Stand up, facing me.

Hands in front of you.

Jeffery took the plea
on November 21, 2000.

It took a year-and-a-half for me
to solve the case.

Unbelievable.

I caught him.

Nobody got killed.

Nobody got hurt.

Stood my ground. Didn't get him killed.

Didn't carry a gun.

I got him the right way.

Coming up,
I'd never been outside of the 9th Ward.

That was the first time I traveled
from out of New Orleans,

from out of the 9th Ward.

I didn't never been nowhere

on the highway like that before,

seeing all this stuff that I was seeing.

The trees, and just being on the road
like that.

And, um, to do it on a prison bus...

I cried.

Yeah, I cried.

I took that time
and tried to better myself with it.

I finished school.

Put thought into how
it could have been prevented, and...

I worked on anger management.

But it's still an everyday struggle
for me

because I ask this to myself...

often:

"How do I continue to move forward

when I know I did wrong?"

Wish I could change it.

But I can't.

After Jeffery was indicted,

I said, "I'm going to get out of here.

Go somewhere safe."

And...

I left my childhood home.

And I never returned.

I've never returned.

But I'm...

I'm all right now.

I'm all right.

I cleaned my life up.

I said, "I'm so sick of this bullshit."

I said, "I'm tired of wondering,
"Where am I getting money from?

When am I gonna get high?"

I said I'm just tired of it.

I said...

"Today I become

a real wife and a real mother."

I said, "This is it.

I'm done."

I've been clean since then.

Shane put everything on the line
for our family.

Her strength inspired me.

It was a
Victims and Citizens Against Crime

annual awards night.

And we were able to get her an award.

And she pretty much got
a standing ovation.

She's really our hero,

through all of this.

I don't consider that "being a hero."

I consider that...

"standing up."

Mister Danny...

He really touches my heart.

I told him
he should be a private investigator

because he gets the job done.

After Jeffery was in jail,

it felt like you should have closure,

but, in a certain way,
you didn't feel like you had closure.

It just felt like we didn't go through
the grieving period.

The whole year that went by,
something was always happening.

So when we came home from the trial,

it was the beginning of us grieving

the loss of little Danny.

I tried to get back to my normal life,

but it really wasn't normal.

Normal's never normal anymore.

Danny started back working yesterday.

- He did?
- Yeah.

- How'd that work for him?
- He went a half a day yesterday

and a half a day today.
He gets off at three.

That might be better for him.

Yeah.

I continued working
at the drugstore,

but I was really only working
kind of part-time, 20 or 30 hours a week.

It was hard for me,

but I tried my best to go back to work.

My boss at my drugstore...

We call him Mr. Claude.

...told me if I had to go in the back
and lay down,

or pray, I was allowed to do that.

It's about one or two o'clock.

I'm at work at Bradley's Pharmacy,
but I got a little break.

Really, really got low.

And, uh, struggled and cried a bunch,

and didn't know where to turn.

I really couldn't even talk to Annie
about certain things.

At times, I was talking to myself.

So rather than talk to myself,

I would talk to the recorder.

God,

let us have some peace.

Let us have some happiness.

Amen.

It hurt.

It really...

Not only his loss, but the way he died.

We're trying to understand how Danny

got sucked into this thing at the end.

Whether or not this was just him wanting
to do this...

or his thinking is,
"I can stop this any time I want to."

All the while,
this drug sucks you closer and closer

to where you can't control it.

Danny, we love you and we miss you.

And...

I forgive you, son, for...
for what you did.

You lost your life.

And we're going through hell,

but I know that you didn't want
this to happen.

So, please, rest assured
your daddy loves you.

I understand addiction is a powerful thing

because of my son, but...

addiction was not spoken of
in pharmacy school.

It's not something we thought
we'd have to face

as a pharmacist on the counter.

After I went back to work at Bradley's,

I realized how blind I had been
to the addiction problem.

I started noticing a lot of kids
around my son's age...

18, 19, 20, 25-year-old.

Healthy people...

coming in with high-powered
opiate prescriptions

for OxyContin.

And I can remember seeing

OxyContin marketing in a magazine.

A pharmacy magazine around...

1997 maybe?

Supposedly, it was a miracle drug
for chronic pain.

And it was produced by Purdue Pharma.

If you have heard of the following pill,

then you're likely a chronic pain patient
or living with one:

"OxyContin."

Oxycontin.
It's the fastest-growing drug in America.

OxyContin is one of America's
new prescription wonder drugs.

An OxyContin pill can stop
severe pain for 12 hours.

It became known as the "angel of mercy."

The drugs give pain patients

the ability to enjoy simple pleasures.

It really turned my life around.

I've become a more active
and productive person.

I just can't explain how happy I am today.

Take these medications.

I have found life again
and it's worth living now.

And I'm so grateful.

OxyContin had a time-release factor
that lasted 12 hours.

It supposedly made it less addictive.

But I didn't buy into that.

We have known for millennia
that opioids are addictive.

And then all of a sudden,

you know,
packed in one single little pill,

was this massive equivalent of,
like, 16 Percocet.

And that was really dangerous.

When I see these kids coming in

with these Oxycontin prescriptions,

I felt that something wasn't right
about this.

It didn't really look like
they had serious, uh,

pain or health problems.

I was haunted by the fact that, uh...

in their faces,

I could sort of see my son.

I was tuned in now.

I decided to bring my recorder to work,

put it in my pocket and record patients.

You ought to make do
on this Percocet.

You know what you ought to do?
You oughta add Motrin.

Over-the-counter Motrin, but take two.

If that ain't relieving your pain,
I'm telling you,

you oughta go to the hospital.

I might happen to be
at the right place at the right time

to really make a difference.

And I started counseling patients
about the OxyContin

and discouraging these kids
that were walking in my drugstore.

And I would say sometimes,
"Did you have an MRI?"

And most of 'em said no.

"What kind of pain are you in?
How severe is it?"

"Well, it's really not that bad."

Yeah, it works.
Don't get me wrong, it works.

- Right.
- I feel like I'm, you know...

Well, it works, but, you know,
let me tell you what the problem is.

It works,
but if you keep taking that regular,

other things aren't going to work.

And then eventually
that's not going to work as well.

And there ain't nothing heavier than that.

So then you're stuck.

I was a young teenager,

and, you know,
word on the street was it's a pill that,

you know, makes you feel like
you're on heroin.

It's just heroin in a pill.

Everyone's parents,
when I was in school, had injuries.

A lot of the fathers
were getting hurt at the refinery

and they would have to see a doctor
and be prescribed opioids.

And so,

mostly everyone I knew had prescriptions
at home that they can access.

When I was in high school,
I got into an automobile accident.

And I got prescribed pain medicine.

I went home and I remember
taking the first OxyContin

and it made me feel great.

You know, everything's clicking,
you don't have the back pain anymore

and it just, all around, makes you...

just... just happy.

It's just a euphoric rush.

The first time I tried OxyContin,

it just numbed me and gave me energy.

Loved the way it made me feel.

Anyone that takes an OxyContin
or a drug like that

is going to like how it feels.

You can't fight that feeling.

Everybody was talking about it.

I learned
there was a whole new world

just for this drug,
as far as getting high.

It's a timed-release drug.

It's supposed to last eight to 12 hours.

But if you chewed the pill,
you'd get a big dose

of the medicine instantly,

as opposed to a timed-release.

I would hear things like,

"Well, you can break those down
really easily

if you get the coating off."

"You can shoot 'em up

and let the OxyContin
hit you really hard."

And once you get that feeling,

that numbness,

you know,
I wanted to feel like that every day.

I mean, honestly,
when I take OxyContin, I take half.

Don't take half.
You get a full dose immediately

because they're supposed to be
spread out over 12 hours.

I think some of the girls at the drugstore
and some of the other pharmacists

heard I was doing this.

They thought I was crazy, but...

I thought that maybe I could counsel
and stop 'em before they got addicted.

One day,
I brought in a prescription to Bradley's

and, uh,
Dan Schneider is behind the counter,

and he greets you like he always does.

And he started asking some questions
about why I'm getting this medicine.

I told him I was experiencing back pain,

but I was pretty sure
I was addicted to the medicine

at that point.

You gotta understand,
I mean, you're somebody I respect.

- You know what my son died of?
- Yeah.

It can happen to anybody.

And I'll try to help
and be supportive and...

Robbie admitted that he was
on the wrong track,

just like my son.

And it shocked me that he was prescribed
such a strong pain medication

from a doctor.

He started asking some questions
about the doctor

that prescribed this medicine.

And I told him the doctor I was seeing

had opened up her own practice

not too far from here,

on Chef Highway.

When he said "Chef Menteur Highway,"
I knew that was not a medical district.

This was a seedy part of New Orleans,

not far from St. Bernard.

It's not a business epicenter
for professionalism.

There's a lot of little independent motels

that, you know, rent by the hour,

if you get what I'm saying.

I figured maybe the rent was cheap,

and she was just starting out.

It was a very small pediatric clinic.

She was a pediatrician
that was going into pain management.

I remember the first time I walked in,

most of the chairs
were little, small chairs

that kids sit in.

There was no one else in the building,

uh, but her.

He said her name
was Dr. Jacqueline Cleggett.

Dr. Cleggett was very attractive,

very personable,

charming,

very, very sweet.

And I remember distinctly,

she would write three drugs.

Patients were getting the OxyContin,

Soma, and they were getting Xanax,

which was called the "holy trinity."

Even though the OxyContin itself
is very strong,

it would just give that extra kick

to make it feel more like a heroin effect.

I wasn't actually
a patient of Dr. Cleggett,

but everybody that was using in the parish

knew who was getting their refill
on what day

and you knew to go to their house.

And when they got home,

they would have people waiting
outside their door

for them to get home
with their prescription.

I think many of these kids
are getting these pills

and they are abusing 'em.

If I'm right,

she shouldn't be giving prescriptions
for this OxyContin.

At Bradley's, we had a way
of running a computer printout.

The printout would show the frequency
the drug was prescribed

and the doctor prescribing it.

I ran a printout to find out
how many OxyContin prescriptions

we were filling at Bradley's.

And when I ran this thing
and I looked at the paperwork on it,

it was a routine.

OxyContin, OxyContin, OxyContin...

Dr. Cleggett, Dr. Cleggett,
Dr. Cleggett...

Ninety percent of all prescriptions
were OxyContin,

and 99 percent of them were Dr. Cleggett.

The amount of prescriptions
that Dr. Cleggett was prescribing

was totally overwhelming.

I couldn't believe the magnitude.

Dr. Cleggett was putting these people
straight to OxyContin, 40 milligrams.

She never started them
at a reduced dosage,

and then worked their way up

because of their pain.

She started 'em high.

I said, "My God, look at this.

What's going on here?"

I feared Dr. Cleggett might be doing
more harm than good.

But when I really started
questioning patients

about what was going on in there,

the owner of Bradley's, Mr. Claude,
started looking at it as harassment.

And all he saw was it cost him business.

Because if I ran these people away,
they would, uh...

They'd just go to another store.

So I started investing my time
in trying to convert some of 'em,

which I didn't have a lot of success.

Every now and then, I made progress.

Who's that woman out there?
Cleggett?

It was giving me
an upset stomach.

- She didn't tell you?
- No.

That's dangerous medicine.
You gotta be careful how you take it.

How long you been going to Cleggett?

- About two or three years.
- Two or three years?

The information was right in front of me
for the asking.

What are her hours?

Oh, I don't know.

One time, I didn't come out
until 3:30 in the morning.

How many people would you say
she has at night?

- I mean, 10, 20, 30?
- Oh, good God, no.

- About 100.
- Any of 'em on crutches?

No.

It was becoming more and more apparent
in our community

that if you wanted to fill a script,
Bradley's was not the place to go.

That Dan was gonna call you down on it.

One day, a girl came in.

Her name was Sheri.

She was a really clean-cut looking girl,
young,

but she had a prescription for OxyContin
from Dr. Cleggett.

And I asked her, I said, "You know,

what kind of pain are you having?"

She really couldn't give me good answers.

I kind of got on her case
a little bit and...

discouraged her from getting the drug.

But my boss had actually filled
a prescription for her.

So...

I was kind of stuck.

I had to give her the pills,

uh, because it was like, obligated.
We had already committed.

And so, you know, I warned her
and I gave her the prescription.

It was not long after that
when I got a call.

I found out today
that Sheri Lynn died,

and although it's listed
as undetermined causes,

they do believe it was OxyContin-related.

I later found out
she was abusing the pill.

She dissolved 'em and injected 'em.

I feared that the pills
that I had given her

were the thing that she overdosed on.

Now I feel like...

I've killed somebody.

God?

Why does this have to be this hard?

He felt like...

it was his fault almost, you know,

he couldn't convince them enough

to stop taking it,
'cause they were addicted to it.

They actually was addicted
and thinking that they could just do it,

maybe one more time,
just like little Danny thought.

I was crying...

and praying.

I go back to the cemetery.

Come to find out she was buried
no more than about 20 feet

from where my son was buried.

I couldn't save my son...

okay?

I could find his killer,

but I couldn't save my son.

But I can save some other kids.

And save the parents of those kids

the hell that me and my wife
had to go through.

I'm not going to let this doctor

and this drug continue to kill.

Just like in my son's case,

I gotta learn everything about this.

Call it driven, call it obsession.

I had to know everything
about Dr. Cleggett.

And so I asked my wife,
I said, "Look,

let's go see
Dr. Cleggett's office tonight."

I said, "Dan, are you crazy?

There's no way that she's open
this time of the night."

That white sign
in the back is her office.

We're passing by her office
right now.

Now, we're going to go around the block.

Turn it off yet?

Pause it.

Annie was a trooper.

She was in the car with me,
scared to death.

More scared than I was.

You're gonna be going
through my window eventually.

I know,
you just watch where you're going.

This person's looking out the door, Danny!

- It's all right!
- Put it down?

No, keep shooting.

I got the camera
and he's behind the wheel

and every car that passed,
I was looking to see

who was it.

We pulled up, found us a position
across the street,

trying to be not detected.

And we looked and we observed.

And unbelievably, her office was abuzz.

My wife said,

"Oh, my God, look at this."

I said, "I can't believe it.

These people are all in line

to get OxyContin?"

He said, "Yeah, can you believe
what's going on?"

We actually saw
a gentleman walk in

with crutches,

and shortly after, he walks out
holding those crutches in his hand.

It's about...
almost two o'clock in the morning.

January 11th.

What I'm trying to gather is evidence
to help support a case against her.

My wife and I were videotaping this

and then we actually noticed,

in front of the building,
New Orleans police officers.

I had so much problems with police
in my son's case being obstructionists.

And then I'll be darned.

You know,
I, I started investigating Cleggett

and she has
a uniformed New Orleans police officer

on the doggone porch.

In my mind, they had to be complicit
with what she was doing.

But it was so obvious to me
that this was dirty business.

And I said to myself,
if nobody else was going to stop this,

I was going to stop this.

A lot of trash out front.

I was actually interested in
looking in the trash, but, uh...

I'll save that maybe
for another time if necessary.

I had to go to the next level.

I had to get somebody on the inside.

And I called Robbie up and said,

"Robbie, what do you know
about this doctor?"

Hello.

- Robbie?
- Yeah.

Can we still meet? I'd like to.

I get a call from Dan Schneider.

We got a little Shoney's
down here in St. Bernard.

He wants to meet me at Shoney's.

I'll take, uh, liver and onions.

You want gravy
on your potatoes?

Yeah.

- You want anything?
- No, I'm fine.

We're in Shoney's
and he started asking some questions

about Dr. Cleggett,

how she runs her business, who's there?

Uh, what are the patients like?

You could be a big help to me.

You can inform me a little bit.

I was going to tell you
the whole story all the way through.

And we went through
the whole detailed thing

of Cleggett's operation.

Her business was picking up.

She moved next door
to this two-story building

that, you know, was huge.

And she got more and more patients

and the crowd changed.

This was people that were either...

addicted to the medicine completely

or people who were selling their medicine.

Your visit was $250.

Then you had a stat fee
of $100 on top of that.

And if you paid for the stat visit,
you were supposedly guaranteed

to be seen within an hour or two,

but the longest I waited
was about 12 hours.

But I had a friend
who actually was in there two days.

Two whole days in her office.

You had people in the waiting room sick,

or dope sick, as I learned now,

sweating profusely,

being antsy.

You know, they needed their medicine.

It was very common for people
to fill their prescription

and come back to the doctor's office

and sell the pills that they just got

to people who still had a day's wait.

And you got an NOPD uniformed officer

standing next to you.

It was just crazy.

You know, they would sell
each individual pill, 30, 50 to 80 bucks.

And an OxyContin back then...
80 bucks for an 80 milligram Oxy.

So these people would have enough
to pay their rent,

buy groceries and have money
for the entire month

and have a few left over
to take for themselves.

From an enforcement standpoint,
it made things a lot tougher.

If you found somebody holding
crack or heroin,

or cocaine or meth,
you made a case on 'em.

But if you found
somebody holding 100 pills

and they had scripts for 'em,

even though you know
the intent might be to distribute,

you couldn't make a case on 'em.

You could have a trunk load of it.

As long as you had the paper
to back it up, it was okay.

And most of the scripts
were coming back to that pain clinic

in New Orleans East to Cleggett.

It seemed like Dr. Cleggett
had created a cottage industry.

She seemed to be a wholesaler
and that people were buying this drug

from her and actually dealing it
on the street.

And at that point,
we made a pact

to try to curtail or stop her operation.

That's when I told him
about trying to pay with the prescription.

Did she actually try
to pay you in prescriptions?

Yeah!

Okay? You see I repaired her, uh...
her printer.

You know, at the time I was working

for a company
that repaired printers and that.

One day,

I go into work and the first service call

is her address on Chef Highway.

So I go out there to do the service call

and, "Oh, hi, Robbie," da-da-da.

I told the receptionist,

"A $300-$400 repair," or whatever it was.

Well, she comes walking out

with a prescription

for Oxycontin for me.

And I said, "Somebody's gonna be looking
for 400-something dollars

when I get back to the office."

So she takes the prescription,
goes back in the back

and the uniformed NOPD officer
comes out

with the prescriptions in his hand,
hands them to me,

and basically tells me

it would be in my best interest
to take the prescriptions and leave.

So, I took prescriptions
and left.

If that's not freaking illegal,
I don't know what is.

FBI.

This is Dan Schneider.
I'm a pharmacist,

and I've been observing this physician,
Jacqueline Cleggett.

In my medical opinion,
she's overprescribing strong narcotics.

And I tell 'em that I got a young man
that has an incredible story

about a doctor writing prescriptions
to pay him for his services

in front of
New Orleans police officers there.

I discussed the fact that
we had videotapes

and audiotapes.

And a couple days later,
I got a call back by David Steed,

the agent in charge.

He said, "Well, Dan, I looked into this.

I reviewed your materials,

but the DEA is way ahead of us on this.

I want you to arrange a meeting
with the DEA."

This is, uh... January,
I think it's a Friday.

I talked to David Steed,
an FBI agent, this evening.

He seemed very interested
and I think we're making some progress.

Today was a good day.

And I feel like Danny
was present with me and so was God.

We got to the DEA office.

We were referred to two agents.

They separate us.
They put us in these little rooms.

"We have to have y'all separate.

We absolutely
have to have y'all separate."

I, I didn't quite understand that,
but that's protocol, I guess.

We tell them the story
and all that,

but they weren't interested in
what we were saying

about Jacqueline Cleggett.

They couldn't figure out
why we came up there.

"Nobody just comes there
and tries to do the right thing,"

that was their perspective.

They picked on Robbie.

They really, really press him

about street dealers.

Okay, and you know,

"Do any of your friends do drugs?
Do any of your friends sell drugs?"

I knew some people

that were selling OxyContin on the street
and whatnot,

but they were little fish in the pond.

I mean,
we're trying to give 'em this doctor

who's running this shady practice

where if they shut her down,

then the low-level dealers
don't have the medicine to sell.

They didn't seem to be interested in...

in his prescription story
or even in going after Dr. Cleggett.

I said, "My God.

What the hell are you guys doing?"

I met Mr. Schneider, um...
a short time after I went to work for DEA.

Mr. Schneider was, I think,
very frustrated,

but what you have to understand

is that DEA doesn't tell John Q. Citizen,

or even a pharmacist or another doctor

what they're investigating.

So even though Mr. Schneider thought
things were not happening,

things were happening.

We had been investigating Dr. Cleggett

a year before Dan came on the scene.

I initiated the DEA case
in February of 2000.

We had a pole-cam placed
in front of her business.

I observed license plates from Georgia,

Alabama, Florida,

Mississippi,

even as far as Tennessee.

Patients would camp out
or sleep in their cars

to wait for Dr. Cleggett.

Dr. Cleggett would generally show up
at about eleven o'clock at night.

She would see an average
of 76 patients a day.

I mean, there's something

seriously wrong with that.

You know,

on a really busy day,

I may see 20 patients,

and that's an intense day.

How could you possibly
properly examine a patient,

talk with their family,

check labs?

There's no way.

Eventually, we sent
an undercover agent in

to become a patient.

There was no exams.

No, "Does this cause your pain?
Does that cause your pain?"

She'd just give you your prescription.

We did undercover buys.

Almost all of the prescriptions
were identical,

no matter what patient went in.

OxyContin,

Soma,

and Xanax,

which is commonly known as
the "holy trinity."

Patients were exchanging prescriptions,

exchanging pills.

Every one of her patients paid in cash.

She didn't take insurance.

She wouldn't take checks.

She didn't take credit cards.

You paid your money, and eventually,
you got your prescription.

In 2001, our records show
that Dr. Cleggett deposited

almost two million dollars in cash.

So, that was a red flag.

The only thing
that could possibly be happening there,

as far as I can determine,

is that that's just a pill mill.

A pill mill is a way to describe doctors

who have clearly lost their moral compass,

who are willfully exchanging prescriptions
for cash,

and not really doing
any kind of due diligence.

You know, they don't care
about the patients.

They're just in it for the money.

It was just like,
this mind-boggling scenario

of a doctor's office.

Dan Schneider was a few blocks away

sitting in his car with an amateur camera

conducting his own investigation.

What Dan didn't realize or understand

was that we had our own investigation
going on.

And we just couldn't tell him
at that point.

I heard they had a case,
but it really seemed like

the DEA didn't care
about anything I was saying.

I think
the Drug Enforcement Administration

got more and more concerned
about too many cooks being in the kitchen

in the Cleggett parking lot.

I couldn't look the other way.

- FBI.
- Yeah, David?

- This is Dan Schneider. How are you doing?
- Hey, good. How are you doing?

I did go meet with the DEA.

I actually brought a subject with me.

I'll call him as "Mr. R," because so far
he hasn't given up his entire name.

He gave them a lot of information.

You supposedly gave this to them
because they already had

- an ongoing investigation.
- That is correct.

That is not what
I was led to believe.

It didn't seem like they had
a clue what was going on.

Unless they were being
discreetly dishonest to me,

which is possible.

- Okay?
- Right.

And I hope they were.

But I'm double-checking them.

Mr. Schneider, all I can tell you

is that this case is getting
the attention that it needs

at the level that it needs.

I would really,

at this point, stop the investigation
that you were actually conducting.

Just sit back and watch things
from the periphery

and watch things unfold
over the next weeks, months,

however long this case is going to take.

Well, I'll tell you what,

- if it does take months...
- Uh-huh.

...there will be
hundreds of lives destroyed.

Overdoses in St. Bernard
started to be very, very common.

Opioids can slow the heart.

They can slow the breathing.

And eventually, patients get to a point
where they take their opioid,

they fall asleep, their heart stops.

And they essentially just stop breathing.

So they become
more and more vulnerable to dying

even when they're taking
the medicine as prescribed.

One night, I actually left
a rehabilitation center in the city.

I caught a bus.

I got, you know, opiates on the way home.

Haven't used in a while
so my tolerance was low.

And I remember using

and when I laid down,

I went into the blackest hole.

You know, you hear people

talk about when they overdose,
or when they die and come back,

that they see a light.

I didn't see any of that.

It was like I never existed.

Next thing I know,

I wake up strapped down to a bed

with a tube down my throat.

And I saw a police officer
just standing over me

and I was screaming to help me breathe.

And I remember
the nurse peeking in and saying,

"You overdosed and I need you to relax.
We're trying to save your life."

And I...

remember that cop.

I was begging to breathe and I said,

"Help, I can't breathe. Please, help me."

And I remember looking up
and I remember him doing this:

And walking off.

I was in ICU for three weeks
on a breathing machine.

Yeah.

Excuse me.

I was about 17.

Maybe I was 18, but no older.

I continued using after that.

It wasn't enough to stop me.

The addiction was just too strong.

I started to see more deaths
related to OxyContin.

And I felt the DEA and FBI
were moving much too slow

to shut her down.

And if I could do anything
to make it happen faster,

I had to try to do that.

Danny started talking
about Dr. Cleggett more and more.

Every conversation
at the dinner table led back

to these kids dying,

but I would try to block it out.

Kristi, repeat exactly
what you just said.

- No, I don't really feel like it.
- Well, I will say what you just said.

She just said
we're not having a great day.

All because there was some little,
minor comment that she didn't like.

I'd say, "Danny, I don't know
if I can take any more of this.

I really don't."
I know it's all for a good cause,

but it's hard to stop Danny
talking about something

he's got in his mind.

I'm gonna try to do
a lot of things to prevent people...

I gotta change your attitude.
You gotta fear for your friends.

Danny, shut up.

- Well, I will, but I mean...
- Another place, another time.

Another place, another time.

Kristi and Annie
was trying to get Danny to slow down.

They needed a break.

At one point, when things got tough,

I went over to the Schneiders' house

and I remember Annie telling me,

"He's got to stop this.

He's obsessed."

Danny was in the bathroom
washing his face, you know.

And I heard Danny...

crying.

You know.

"Help me. Help me, God.
Help me."

It had been a couple years

since Danny passed away.

But that hurt is there.

And my heart went out to Danny.

It was one of the saddest things
I've heard in my life.

I want to be inspired.

I think it's important.

I want to do something for my son

and myself.

I want a calling

and I believe I may have
a special calling,

because I also, God,
have given my only son. Okay?

And I want to give him purpose
on Earth,

as it is in heaven.

He, like, became a martyr, or I don't know
if that's the right word, but, uh...

he may save
some of these other kids' lives.

And again, maybe that's my mission.

I've looked for direction for a long time.

And now I’m motivated.

I was driven.

Other people would say "obsessed."

I like "driven."

I had no idea how tough
it was going to be.

You know,
I almost gotta be a damn policeman.

And I shouldn't have this job.

And some people say,
"Why don't you just drop it?"

But, uh, it means more than that to me.

You have reached
the Internal Revenue Service

Criminal Investigation Informant Hotline.

If y'all's investigator wanted to
call the New Orleans branch of the FBI

to know what they know about this woman,

I don't know if they're really exploring
the IRS part of it yet.

I was sort of like a maniac.

I didn't sleep for days.

I was 24 hours.

FBI.

I've been working on a way
to get her.

And the way to get her
was how they got Al Capone.

Tax evasion!

- DEA.
- This is Dan Schneider. How you doing?

Hi, Dan. We're not being recorded again,
are we?

No. No.

Now, I do want to give you
some tips, though.

I know Mr.Schneider
means well,

but he had questions all the time.

"Why aren't you doing this?
Why aren't you doing that?"

Sometimes you'd get on the phone with him

and you'd be on the phone
with him for an hour

and you'd just kind of go,
"Mr. Schneider, I have an appointment,"

or you know,
"I'll see what I can find out."

And that's really all you can say.

I called the DEA up again.

Didn't give up on 'em.

At the tone,

record your message.

This is Dan Schneider.

I'm not a goofball. I'm not a nut.

I'm not trying to control
your investigation.

I'm trying to help.
I've got some addition information

for the license plate number
of JCS5...

She has a policeman that's,
that's in her office most of the time.

"Oh, no, no.

We wouldn't handle that.

You got to go back to the FBI."

So, you know, I get bounced away
from one into the other.

I can tell you that the DEA

acted as though
they're not going to work that.

That's not their business.

If nobody's working the other side,

we are in trouble.

Things were just escalating.

It was getting over our heads
with everything that was going on.

Your life revolves around
just this!

That's all you ever talk about.

Do you know what's funny?
I'm talking quite softly right now.

- But y'all seem to be yelling.
- You must be recording now

because all of a sudden
you got real smooth.

Danny's brothers would talk to him

and say, "You know, Danny,
you gotta stop.

This isn't good for you and your family."

It's your problem.

- No. It's not my problem.
- Yes, it is.

Did you want your son's case solved?

That has nothing to do
with right now.

Yes, it does.
If I would not act the way I act,

this case would never have been solved.

Now she almost just hit me.

Yeah, I almost punched him.

I almost punched him in the face just now,

everybody on the tape recorder.

Having fortified himself

with his son's investigation

and incurring the risk
he'd already incurred,

this probably seemed like
minor league activity

out on the Chef Highway to him.

This was like no harm, no foul.

Heading back
to Jacqueline Cleggett's office right now.

We want to find out if she's operating
this afternoon.

But if you've got some guy
that's going to interfere

with you being able
to fill a prescription,

you can bet that

any one of those characters
in that parking lot that are traveling

200 miles to get a prescription

would've clipped Dan
and not thought anything of it.

I was going out there
almost every week, filming hard.

Cleggett had bodyguards

that started noticing
that I was videotaping.

And one time when I was out there,

they detected me.

I started running away.

Shit.

I'm maybe being tailed.

I'm not exactly sure yet.

I'm 99% sureit's Cleggett's goons.

And this 4-runner starts chasing me.

I really get concerned.

I'm, I'm having to speed.

I finally make it to the FBI headquarters.

FBI New Orleans.

I'm... I'm in the parking lot right
near your front door

but I'm sitting in my car
and I'm not getting out

until I know who's meeting me there.

I am being followed.

- Okay?
- Okay.

This 4-runner now starts circling

and I think they're waving a gun at me.

So I, I hate to say it,
but I was shitting bricks.

And I'm saying, "Man, damn.

I don't... I don't believe this. Okay.

Maybe...

Maybe I dreamed this up."
You know?

Uh... You know, so...

I'm not trusting myself
at this point in time.

- Ms. Adam's office.
- Yeah, this is again, Mr. Schneider.

I'm still sitting here.

Um...

All right, I see someone
walking out now.

- He's in a black...
- Okay, I just...

I don't know, um...
how people are dressed today.

I go into the lobby
of the FBI headquarters.

And when I get up there they start saying,

"What's the... What's the matter,
Mr. Schneider?" Okay.

I'm losing it.

You have a person here
that's almost creating a scene.

Sir, I'm going to ask you
to leave the premises.

Sir, I don't think you have
the right to do that.

- Yes, I do.
- Okay, well, where do I go for safety?

I don't care where you go,
but you can't stay here.

On the way home, I get chased again.

If you see anything suspicious
while you pull up, okay?

- You got to call 911, okay?
- All right.

He told me to leave work, that,
"Somebody might be following me to work."

You take care of Kristi,
and you take care of your mama.

- Okay? All right?
- Okay.

He sounded crazy.

He sounded like a crazy person.

I hope I'm overreacting.
I hope I'm paranoid. Okay?

I called the sheriff.

I know you think this is a game,

but trust me, it's not a game.

I believe something's going on.
Um, can anyone else meet you there?

I may be followed.

Okay?

I'll have, uh,
someone from the substation

- meet you at the line.
- Assuming I can make it there.

- Okay, well...
- I believe this Lincoln can make it.

Help me, God,
and hopefully anybody else who hears this

because I'm losing it.