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They didn't drown, Mrs.

Kincaid. He was shot.

I only know one way to handle a murder case, and discretion diplomacy may not

be part of it. Gideon Webb was a legend in his own time. He made me believe I

could make it through med school.

So you repaid him by trying to stop him from operating forever?

I'm an expert, clay pigeons.

But if you're wondering whether I could hit a man swimming in the ocean at

night... At night, Mrs. Kincaid?

We'll be going until we get out.

May I have the first hula, madame?

Johnny!

How are you? My cutty.

Come, come.

What's this?

One big surprise for Haole Ha'o.

He one handsome fella, eh, Johnny?

Yeah.

Golden Jubilee, 50 years a doctor.

How old do you figure doctor be?

Too old to perform surgery.

Nope.

Haole Ha'o is no Iron Man anymore, Mamu.

We're all here to honor him today, Dr. Palahana.

As he was.

Not as he is.

He's your colleague, and you owe him a great deal.

I'm well aware of what I owe him.

I also have an oath to the profession we share.

Does that mean you have to destroy his self-respect?

No, he can still be the grand old man of medicine.

I just want you to get him out of the operating room.

He won't quit under fire if you drop your charges.

No way. Not this time.

I've just come from a funeral I hold him directly responsible for.

You hold?

You're overstepping yourself, Doctor.

I am not one of your Paniolos any longer, Mrs. Kincaid.

Johnny! It's all right, Mammo.

The hospital board will hear your charges tomorrow.

You've heard before.

When are you going to begin to listen? Johnny, you are a guest in my house and

Dr. Gideon Webb's associate.

I trust you will not embarrass your mother or abuse my hospitality by airing

your feelings here today.

I would never, ever embarrass my mother.

But let me warn you that unless you take the scalpel out of Dr. Webb's hands,

somebody else will end up dead.

Oh, I'm so glad you could come.

Well, I wouldn't want to miss Dr. Webb's big day.

No, no.

Where is the guest of honor?

Not here yet.

Punctuality isn't Gideon's strong point, particularly if he's with a patient.

Well, so the voters don't think I'm frittering away the whole afternoon,

perhaps I could take a look at some of that proposed park property.

I'd be delighted to show it to you, sir.

Fine.

Constance, I just want you to know how much a park like that means to this

state.

I'm afraid my son-in-law has overstated the situation, Philip. I haven't made up

my mind yet.

I wouldn't want to pressure you.

Oh, I'm doing enough of that.

Giving up part of this would be like giving up part of myself.

Of course, we'd have to, uh, consult Dr.

Webb. His land adjoins ours, you know.

Go, man! Shake it! All around the island!

You're a big doctor now! You forget how to dance like a cowboy?

Forgetting is what you do best.

Julie, your mother just chewed me out. Isn't it about time we had a truce? Come

on. Uncle Pete! Dr. John! Come quick! Please, help!

Why wouldn't you listen?

Why wouldn't you stop those marathon swims?

He didn't drown, Mrs. Kincaid.

He was shot.

Oh!

I want you on this one, Steve. It has to be handled with discretion and

diplomacy. I only know one way to handle a murder case, and discretion and

diplomacy may not be part of it.

Gideon Webb was a legend in his own time.

and people need heroes.

Governor, I'm sure you're aware that heroes sometimes have feet of clay, huh?

Dr. Webb and the Kincaids have written proud chapters in this island's history.

His death hit Constance very hard.

Tell me more about Mrs.

Kincaid.

An outstanding woman.

Runs a working cattle ranch, sugar and pineapple operations, and still has time

for community service.

But it's been an uphill struggle since her husband was killed.

Killed? How was he killed?

Accidentally. Cleaning a gun.

Boy.

She's a good friend, Steve, and I'm hoping that she won't be hurt any more

than she has been already.

I can't promise anything, Governor.

But I'll try.

Thanks, Steve.

Oh, by the way, what are these rumors I hear about a state park on Kincade land?

How did you get onto that?

Governor, you know that 5-0 never divulges a source, don't you?

Okay, Steve.

Beautiful song.

Beautiful people.

Beautiful to look at, but not to touch.

Julie. I'd better gather up my children and get on back to school.

Somebody must have pulled a lot of strings to get permission to bury him on

his own land.

Yeah.

From what I heard, he was quite a guy.

His paper said some people thought Gideon Webb was named after the Bible.

Some others thought he wrote it.

Nice custom, Big Aloha.

Yeah.

Did he live here alone, Donna?

No, he had a house there named Aquino.

See what he has to say.

I'll meet you back at the office. I'd like to have a word with Mrs. Kincaid

first.

You want me to tell the hospital board that the meeting's been postponed?

No, let's go ahead with it.

Mrs. Kincaid?

Yes. McGarrett, the wife I have all.

Oh. Uh, my son-in-law, Kelly Trehewn.

How do you do? How do you do?

How thoughtful of the governor to send flowers and a personal representative.

It's professional as well.

Five-O will be investigating Dr. Webb's murder.

I can assure you, Mr. McGarrett, Gideon was an exemplary gentleman.

Everybody who knew him loved him.

Yeah. All except one.

Oh, would you excuse us, please?

Certainly. Come along, Kelly.

Holly Howell is going to be missed.

Some shoes to fill.

What's that shoes you were Johnny?

I'd like to think I'm still growing Now you're gonna have to grow up to be Holly

howl Dragging yourself out of bed at all hours never enough sleep

You think it's hiring Come

on Oh gotta go uncle Pete so long dr.

John. Bye. Bye Everybody else here. Come on children. Let's go. Let's go

Teacher says jump in the fire pit. He would big crush.

Well, the kids got taste and You've got more heart than sense Raising an orphan

with all your own kids needed somebody to inherit the hand-me-downs. Come on

So

dr. Webb came home in the afternoon which is unusual

He canceled all his appointments, which was also unusual.

And tells me to make drinks.

And Haole Ha'o never drink in daytime.

Did he seem disturbed?

I think maybe so.

He talk on telephone three or four times, although I am hearing only two

when I bring drinks.

Any idea who he was talking to?

No.

Did you hear anything that was said?

To one, he says...

You get more from Hong Kong than your suits, my friend.

Then he says he will have proof soon.

Hmm.

And, uh, what did he say to the other?

He says, I have made substantial deposits in our account, and now

time has come for withdrawal.

Think carefully, Aquino.

Did he say my account or our account?

Our account.

Then he tell the lady to come here that night to talk about it. What lady?

Hino say, just tell me to make cold supper for him and lady and take night

off.

Then that Dr. Palahana come and have one big fight.

What about?

Say woman die.

Say he will stop him somehow.

Hino didn't see the lady who came to dinner. He left after the quarrel

between Palahana and Webb.

Chin. Find out what you can about Dr. Webb's bank accounts. I'm interested in

those deposits and withdrawals Aquino mentioned.

On my way. Duke, what did you come up with? The weapon was a shotgun 00

buckshot.

That's it?

That's it.

Have HP to get some men with metal detectors down on that beach, see what

they can find. Right.

And Duke, has the coroner pinpointed time of death?

No. Temperature of the water, retard to rigor mortis. Oh, that's great.

Okay, Lenny, that's all. Thank you.

He was known for early morning and late night swims, so the murder could have

occurred either time.

Now, now, did those phone calls Aquino mentioned give you the impression that

Dr. Webb was pressuring someone?

Yeah.

Shouted that way.

Could those calls have been to members of the hospital board to drum up

support? Or demanded.

Let's take a run out to the hospital to see what we can find.

Since this has been a difficult day for all of us, I suggest we adjourn.

Thank you, Kelly.

Check them out, Dono. Yeah.

Gentlemen.

Constance, we've got to make a decision on the park project.

I'm due at the bank, Kelly.

Why go begging for another extension on the loan when a simple yes will wipe the

whole thing off the books?

I'm glad I caught you, Mrs. Kincaid.

I have a few questions. Get this, Wade McGarrett. We've had a very difficult

day. It's all right, Kelly.

Sit down, please.

Yes?

I understand that today's meeting was called to hear certain charges against

Dr. Webb brought by Dr.

Palahana.

That's a confidential matter.

Charges that Dr. Webb caused the death of a patient.

As Gideon is no longer here to refute those charges, there is no point in

discussing them.

But they could be the motive for his murder, you know. I don't believe it.

I can't imagine anyone wanting to kill Gideon.

To get back to Dr. Palahana's charges, it appears that Dr.

Webb was concerned about the board's reaction to that.

He had no reason to be.

Dr. Webb made some telephone calls the afternoon before his death.

Did he talk to you, Mr. Travolta?

No, he did not.

One of the calls was to a lady.

I don't find that unusual.

Oh, but she was the last, or maybe next to the last person to see the doctor

alive.

I was not the lady.

No one said you were.

Mrs. Trehawn?

My wife was with me all evening.

That eliminates the ladies of the board, now, doesn't it?

Will that be all, Mr. McGarrett? No. One more question.

Were Dr.

Pallana's charges ever really investigated?

Our staff report cites several possible reasons for the fatal hemorrhage.

They do not agree with Dr. Palahana's conclusions.

Kev.

Thanks for covering for me. Just doing my job, darling.

Love, honor, and protect, remember?

No, uh... No questions about where I was that night.

No questions.

Hey, not to worry, babe.

There's no way they can tie you into this. No way at all.

Okay?

And, uh, nothing can make me change what I said in there.

See you later.

You got a scene, Weaver?

Thanks.

All right, buddy boy.

Hey.

Another day, another million, huh?

Hang in there. You'll make it, too.

You, uh, take care of your end?

I always deliver.

Have you persuaded her ladyship to see things your way yet?

Oh, it won't be long.

She, uh, was waiting to get a reaction on the park from Webb.

But now that he's dead, the only thing that's holding her back is sentiment.

But that doesn't pay bills.

So it's Kelly Trahune to the rescue.

It's a good ride.

Nice ride.

Yeah, helps me to unwind.

McGarrett, Hawaii 5-0.

Oh, yeah.

And Aquino's told you about my argument with Dr. Webb?

Yes, he had.

We go back a long way, the doctor and I.

Too bad it ended the way it did. How did it end?

Oh, harsh words.

The patient died because that stubborn old man wouldn't admit he was washed up

as a surgeon.

Well, the staff reports that other factors could have been the cause of

death.

That figures.

The staff was under the influence of Mrs. Kincaid.

It's been suggested that you were after Dr.

Webb's job.

I don't give a damn about the job, McGarrett.

My only concern is patient care.

And that old man was one of my heroes.

He made me believe I could make it through med school. He got me into one.

So you repaid him by trying to stop him from operating forever?

Yeah.

But not by killing him.

I understand that Mrs. Kincaid is an old friend of yours, too.

I wouldn't put it that way.

I grew up on the ranch. I worked there as a boy.

My mother still lives there, runs the big house.

But the Kincades did finance your medical education, correct?

They wanted a lot of miles between Julie and me.

The crown princess doesn't marry a local cowboy.

You want a shotgun, doctor?

If you're half the cop you're cracked up to be, you'd know I won the junior

championship.

Skeet shooting, by the way.

Where is it now?

Man, you're barking up the wrong palm. I haven't touched that thing in years.

Then you'd have no objection if we looked at it.

It's at my mother's.

I left it there when I went to the mainland.

Haven't touched it since.

King Cam, he's some kind of horse.

Where's the challenge if they're not?

I will get, sure I will get.

But you tell big lie.

Oh, my Johnny, he's good boy.

What's wrong, Mamu?

Oh, he say go get Johnny's gun, make test.

He say howly howl, kill by same kind gun.

My boy, he's good boy.

Johnny no kill him.

No, of course he didn't, Mamu. Now, now, listen.

Bring the gun to the study.

Thank you.

Come inside, please.

Nonsense. It's been established that Dr. Palahanna argued violently with Dr.

Webb. He owns a shotgun and he's a crack shot.

If you live on a ranch, you know how to handle guns. I'm a crack shot myself.

Who stood to gain from Dr.

Webb's death?

It couldn't have been Johnny.

What makes you so sure?

The day of the hooky, now.

He stood in this room, warning me to get Gideon out of the operating room. He

said, unless you take the scalpel out of his hands, somebody else is going to end

up dead.

Now, why would he have phrased it that way if he knew Gideon was already dead?

Why?

So that we would ask ourselves that very question.

I shall see to it he has the best legal counsel available.

I take care of my people, Mr. McGarrett.

Your people, Mrs. Kincaid?

Johnny was born on this ranch.

The Palohannas have lived here ever since my great-grandfather established

his mission here.

Wasn't it their land before the white man took it?

I might have known.

A bleeding-heart liberal.

who believes the Hawaiians were exploited by the missionaries.

The Hawaiians say that the missionaries came to do good, and they did very well.

Do my people look unhappy, ill-treated?

They have pension plans, a hospital, a school for their children.

Taking care of them is an enormous responsibility.

How are they going to learn responsibility if everything is taken

care of for them?

Whether you like it or not, Mr. McGarrett, they're still childlike as

far as responsibility and initiative are concerned.

I think initiative is like a muscle, unless you're allowed to use it at

atrophies.

Mr. McGarrett, my son was killed in Vietnam.

My daughter has no child.

And at my death... The entire estate will be left in trust for the benefit of

the people who live here.

Johnny's gun.

Here's your evidence.

Hello?

Yes. Mr. McGarrett.

Yes, he's here.

Thank you.

McGarrett.

Yeah, Dano, what do you got?

HPD came across a bill in Dr. Webb's desk.

What kind of bill, Dano?

Expenses for the services of a private eye, Frank Lahani.

Well, yeah, I know Frank Lahani. Ex-HPD. He's a good man.

Bill includes airfare to and from Hong Kong.

Hong Kong?

Dano, call Commissioner Brian Slavin in Hong Kong. See if he can run Lahani down

for us, and maybe he can also find out why Dr.

Webb sent him there.

I have tried, Steve.

Lahani's dropped completely out of sight over there.

Well, see if Chin remembers his Cantonese dialect and get him on the

next plane. Right.

What has Hong Kong got to do with all this?

I don't know.

But we're going to find out.

Thank you.

Operator. We checked with Lahani's wife, the girl in his office, even his

favorite bartender. All dead ends. Whoever he was investigating was on the

other end of that phone conversation with Dr. Webb. I don't bet on it.

You get more than your suits from Hong Kong, my friend.

I will have proof soon.

Question is...

Has Lahani nailed somebody or was it Dr. Bluffing?

Either way, it could spell motive for murder.

Yeah? I have Chin on the line from Hong Kong.

Put him through.

I'll put it on speaker.

Chin, can you read me?

Yeah, I love him.

What have you got for us, Chin?

The reason Lahani dropped out of sight is he's dead, Steve.

It was a very professional hit.

When was he killed?

The same day Dr.

Webb's body washed up on the beach.

All right, Chin, stay with it. The two murders could be connected, and the key

could be whoever Lahani was investigating for Dr.

Webb. I'll get back to you if anything breaks.

Good, Chin. Give my regards to Commissioner Slavin.

Will do.

Too bad about Lahani.

Seemed like a nice guy. Yeah, he was a nice guy, Dano.

I wonder if his wife has been notified. See if you can find out. I'll drop over

later. Yeah.

Steve, I've got something for you.

It was in Webb's safe deposit box.

Bank book?

I'm not sure what it is. I made some blow-ups.

Initials, dates, deposits, and withdrawals. Pages of them.

Strange.

Have you ever seen a passbook that does not show the amounts deposited and

withdrawn?

The dates aren't stamped in. They're handwritten.

Yeah.

Could it be his way of keeping accounts?

Maybe Dr. Webb dealt in something besides money.

Favors given, favors received, for instance, huh?

Deposit could be a favor granted.

Yeah. Now, with Dawes, favors returned.

Yeah, which brings me back to my original hunch about those telephone

calls.

Maybe Dr.

Webb was concerned about the outcome of that hospital board meeting, and he

was... calling in favors that people owed him.

So we look for deposits with the same initials as members of the board.

Score one for you, Duke.

Thanks, Dr. John.

Is he the last?

I guess so.

Well, business as usual, huh?

Doesn't it bother you that 5-0's breathing down your neck?

Why, they're pros, and I didn't do it.

You don't have to tell me that.

There's a chance they think you did. They took your gun.

Nothing to lose sleep over. I haven't used that thing in years.

Kane Ha'o, the new Iron Man.

No, I'm no Iron Man.

Who should know that better than I?

You want to talk about it?

For real?

What, you mean it wasn't real before?

Face it, Julie, you and me then, it wouldn't have worked for you.

Oh, listen to the altruist.

He sold out, but he did it all for me.

No, not for you, for both of us. At 17, giving up everything for love, that's a

very romantic notion.

but the reality of life without any of the things you were used to. Hey, it

wasn't the poor little rich girl who caved in.

Oh, but you got your medical degree, right?

That should be more than enough consolation.

Well, you didn't exactly pine away.

And if you'd cared that much, you could have waited.

No, someone came alone to patch up the pieces of my shattered ego.

Someone more suitable to the Kincaid image.

I hate you, Johnny.

God, I hate you for what you threw away.

Oh, excuse me.

You're looking for me?

No, no, for Mrs. Kincaid. Your mother told me she might be here.

She left a little while ago.

You'll find her down by the beach.

Oh, thank you.

Paul!

Mrs. Kincaid?

Ah, the ubiquitous Mr. McGarrett.

Don't tell me, let me guess.

Uh, the ballistic tests proved negative.

So you're testing shells from every 12 gauge on the island.

Pull!

Help yourself.

Oh, thank you.

You know, I'm not here to harass you, Mrs. Kincaid.

I've got a job to do, and I'm trying to do it as efficiently as possible.

You're not succeeding very well.

I'm not getting too much cooperation, are I?

Pull!

Country doctors have strange bookkeeping habits.

Gideon drove his accountant up the wall.

Never sent a bill to anyone who might come up short.

Oh, but he kept very detailed records of favors given and favors received.

He always said friendship was like a bank account.

Give and take.

Deposit and withdrawal.

Your initials appeared quite often in the deposit box.

Withdrawals also.

I'd say our account balanced out.

I have a theory. It involves a man who had access to some very private and

personal matters over the years.

Gideon Webb would never, ever have divulged one iota of private information

between doctor and patient.

Are you suggesting blackmail?

I'm suggesting that the good doctor used his information to pressure certain

members of the board on his behalf.

I also think that one or more of them lied about those final telephone calls.

The only person who can prove that is dead.

Pull!

I couldn't resist the temptation.

I'm an expert with clay pigeons.

But if you're wondering whether I could hit a man swimming in the ocean at

night... At night?

At night, Mrs. Kincaid?

I assumed it was.

Does that approximate a lie detector test?

Not nearly so accurate.

We want a shell from the other gun.

You were brought into the case by the governor, McGarrett.

I'm sure you take a dim view of these tactics.

And he wouldn't want to lose the state park, now, would he?

Would you want to lose it, Mr. True?

What was that supposed to mean?

The governor tells me that Mrs. Kincaid's decision on the park depended

on what Dr.

Webb had to say about it.

Now, he wasn't by any chance trying to block the deal, was he?

It's a proposed gift of valuable land, not a deal, McGarrett.

I see.

The donor gives the state a half a mile of beach and... Takes an enormous tax

deduction.

Then he sells the land adjacent to it to a private developer.

Makes a few million profit.

While public funds pay for roads into the state park and into the private

developer. Now, you don't call that a deal?

Thank you, Mr. McGarrett.

You've settled the question for me. There will be no gift to the state.

You can't mean that, Constance.

Don't worry about it. Maybe a bit off more than you can chew. I told you not

to worry about it. I'll change your mind. It's just going to take a little

longer, that's all. You're running out of time, buddy boy.

This development I designed can go anywhere in the islands.

They wouldn't sell me out with it.

We're businessmen.

You better move very fast or you're going to end up owning 40% of nothing.

What are you doing over here?

Anything?

How come people smart enough to be doctors write so you can't read it?

Part of the medical mystique, Tano. What have you got besides eyestrain?

The date Mrs. Kincaid's husband was killed and the date of the inquest are

marked as deposits under her initials in Webb's bank book.

Favors rendered, maybe?

Death was ruled accidental.

He could have been covering for someone.

Steve.

Yeah.

Run those true ballistics, Duke.

Don't think you'll need them, Steve.

Ballistics say the shell we found on the beach are a perfect match for the gun

owned by Dr.

Palahana.

Man, this is unreal.

I was so sure you guys would come up with the right answers.

Can you account for your time after you left, Dr. Webb? I went to my pad.

Had a couple of belts, steak, caught up on some reading and went right to bed.

No phone calls, no visitors?

All you have is my unsupported word. Pretty shaky, huh?

Mr. McGarrett, I haven't touched that gun in years.

Are you asking me to believe that someone framed you by using your

shotgun? Is that too far out?

They got possession of the gun, shot Dr. Webb, and then managed to return it all

unnoticed? The doors are never locked out there. People come and go all the

time.

Where do you get your suits, Doctor?

What?

Where do you have the suits made?

Hong Kong, perhaps?

I only own one, and I bought it in Waikiki.

I'd better get myself a lawyer, huh?

You had motive, opportunity, and you own the murder weapon.

Now, if anyone else was handling this case, you'd be in custody now.

Don't ask me why, but I've got a gut feeling about you, Doctor.

I just hope that I'm not wrong.

Mr. McGarrett.

Thanks.

Thank me when and if I clear you.

Figured we'd have company.

I'm not sure, Donald.

I'm not sure. I think there's a possibility that someone used his feud

with Dr. Webb to their own advantage.

Possibly. I may have the answer to the Hong Kong connection.

What's that? Julie Kincaid Trahune was treated here earlier this year for an

illness and contacted on a trip to Hong Kong.

That's interesting.

I checked her out in Dr.

Webb's bank book.

Initials J.K. There were two deposits before her marriage.

The first was roughly the same time John Palahana went off to medical school.

The second was later the same year.

I overheard her tell Dr.

Palahana that she hated him.

Enough to frame him?

Oh, I don't know, I don't know.

I told the governor I'd try not to hurt Mrs.

Kincaid, but... One way or another, this thing is ending up right on her

doorstep.

Mrs. Kincaid?

Oh.

Old superstition says if you carry a horseshoe that way, your luck will run

out. I could use some luck.

Well?

How did your husband really die?

He killed himself.

So Dr. Webb committed perjury by calling it accident.

to avoid a nasty scandal for the children and me.

If you'll please excuse me.

Hey, I'm not chicken.

I can ride King Cam.

Hey, I'm not scared of him. Well, you better be scared of her.

My mother would skin you alive if you got on that horse.

Now, you come here.

You boys go on home to supper. Go on.

Honestly.

Are you out of your coconut?

Are you mad at me?

It's dumb to take dares.

Maybe hurt yourself and him.

Why don't you leave Kim Cam back to his stall and throw a bridle on lava because

I feel like going riding, okay?

And don't ever let anybody... stampede you into doing something until you're

good and ready.

Sometimes it takes more courage to say no.

You dig?

I dig, Mrs. Julie.

That boy.

That's why you hate Dr. Palahani, isn't it?

That's what he threw away.

Huh?

One of the accounts in Dr.

Webb's bank book has the initials J.K.

Couldn't that be Julie Kincaid, your maiden name?

And there are two entries in the deposit column.

One made about the time John Parlahana left for medical school.

The other, eight months later.

I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about. Julie.

Level with me.

All right.

I was the lady that Gideon called the day before he was killed.

I went to his house and we had dinner and we talked.

But he was alive when I left. I swear to God he was.

What did he want to talk about?

The board meeting.

He wanted to ask me a favor. He wanted my support.

So he wanted to call one of his loans, huh?

Quid pro quo.

That's right.

What was the favor he did for you?

Johnny and I.

You're right.

My mother broke it up.

She sent him away to medical school.

But what she didn't know is that I was pregnant.

Gideon came to the rescue.

He sent me to California to stay with some friends of his.

And he arranged for Pete Lerana and his wife to raise Kai, my son.

Mr. McGarrett, they still don't know who Kai is.

And I never told my mother.

Nor John Palahana.

Especially not John Palahana.

Central to McGarrett.

Central to McGarrett.

McGarrett. Steve, I've got Chin in a three-way patch from Hong Kong.

Go ahead, Chin.

Frank Lahani was investigating the Cathay Corporation here.

And guess who owns 40% of the stock?

Tell me. Kelly Trahune.

What was the Cathay Corporation set up to do?

Proposed construction of a multi-million dollar resort complex on the Kincaid

Ranch. Yeah, right next to a proposed state park.

Now, Trehune's not the only local involved.

There's a contractor called Weaver.

My foreman says he ordered the hit on Lahani.

Well, we're going to need more than just hearsay to nail him on a murder charge,

Chin. I got what we need.

Good. Good. Dino, are you there?

Yes, Chief. Tick Weaver up right away.

Okay.

And Chin, come on home.

On my way.

Where's your husband, Mrs. Trahune?

I don't know.

I don't understand this.

Your husband knew about your mother's will, tried to put this development deal

together. Now, my guess is that Dr.

Webb... Found out about it.

Threatened to blow the whistle on him.

And your husband killed him to silence him.

Oh, my God.

Oh, no, not Kelly.

Mrs. Julie!

Mrs. Julie!

Mr. Trahoun's at King Kemp's stall with Mrs. Constance. They're having a fight.

Where's that?

Come on, I'll show you.

You stay here, Cot.

I've worked months on this project.

I have heard all your arguments.

The park is one thing, but I will never have a resort on this ranch, and that is

final. We have to go through with it. I've committed us.

You've what? I made a deal.

Then that's your mistake.

Now get out of my way. I am sick and tired of your attitudes.

All right, this time I give the orders.

You're going to the hospital for x-rays.

There's an opening on the hospital board.

What would you say if I asked you to fill it?

I'm no yes man.

Good.

That might liven things up a bit.

I've made some mistakes along the line.

At the time, I thought I was doing what was best.

If I was wrong, I'm sorry.

Oh.

So long as I'm apologizing, I've been pretty high-handed with you, Mr.

McGarrett.

But you must admit, you come on pretty strong.

If I didn't, you would have blown me away.

Please come as a guest sometime.

I'd like that. Thank you I'll walk out with you

You

asked me what Gideon wanted to talk about It

wasn't just the board meeting They wanted me to tell Johnny

and my mother about Kai

I guess it's all out in the open now.

Not unless you want it to be.

You know, you're a lot like Gideon, Mr. McGarrett.

I consider that accomplished.

I think it's truth time.

I think we're all ready for it now.