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Christ Jesus brought his body out of the tomb after the crucifixion. What has

this got to do with the Reverend? He's a fake, a liar.

Worst of all, he's a Rasputin. He mesmerizes people. They'll do anything

for him. I believe in miracles.

I believe in miracles.

Reverend, what seminary did you attend?

I guess you could say I graduated from the University of the Streets with a

master's degree in what Americans call hustle.

Oh, yeah.

Do you believe he walked upon the waters?

I do.

Oh, yes.

I believe in miracles.

Bless you all.

Thank you, Sister Harmony.

So

that's the

Reverend Andy, huh? The miracle man.

Oh, he's quite a story, Steve.

Started preaching in a pub in Manchester, England.

And now he's an international celebrity and one of the most successful

evangelists on the mainland.

You know, it's really quite an honor for us that he's here. And this is his first

trip to the islands.

From the looks of that crowd, I'd say he came to the right place.

Angels!

Angels! That's a heavenly sound, sisters!

Sister Sarah!

Sister Ruth!

And the Miracle Crusade choir!

Come hold me, brothers and sisters.

Oh, come hold me.

And let me share your light.

I believe, brother. I believe.

God bless you, brother.

God bless you, brother.

Thank God.

He's a fake and a liar!

Don't listen to him!

Steve, get over... Steve.

Glad I caught you. Yeah.

That's one angry mob out there. So I noticed. What is it, Ed? You saw what

happened on TV?

Yeah, I saw it. So did the governor and the rest of the world.

Steve, the gun wasn't loaded.

Wasn't loaded?

We're sure it's the right gun. He's got a string of prints all over it.

Who else knew about this, Ed? Just the arresting officers.

Can we keep it that way for now?

Sure. Something's not right here, Ed. I don't know what it is. No matter how

deranged a man becomes, no matter what his emotional state is, why would he

publicly threaten to kill a man with an empty gun?

Why?

Because I had no intention of killing him.

It was just a way to get attention.

I'd say you succeeded.

I tried every other way, but no one would listen to me.

You're lucky one of the security men didn't shoot you.

They had no way of knowing your gun was empty. I had to take the chance.

It was the only way I knew, and to prove I didn't mean to kill him. Would you,

the head of the state police force, be here now if the gun had been loaded?

OK, I see your point.

You're from the San Diego area, aren't you?

Yes.

What did happen to your wife?

My marriage.

She's dead.

She came tearing down a winding hill and slammed her car head-on into a telephone

pole.

There were no skid marks.

She didn't even try to stop.

Well, what has this got to do with the Reverend?

It was because of him, Mr. McGarrett.

He's a fake, a liar.

Worst of all, he's a Rasputin. He mesmerizes people. They'll do anything

for him.

No one will listen or help me.

Will you help me, Mr. McGarrett?

Will you be the one?

Yeah. Yeah, I'll help you. Maybe.

If you start at the beginning and never lie to me.

Marion and I, we missed out on a lot of things.

We couldn't have children. She blamed herself.

When the Reverend Andy first came to San Diego, she went to the service.

He said, if you believe, miracles can happen.

She wanted one bad.

You obviously didn't share your wife's faith in this man, huh? At first, I

tried.

But anyway, she joined his church.

Tabernacle of Miracles, he called it.

She was obsessed with the idea that a miracle was going to happen.

When the crusade came to town again six months ago, I lost her.

She spent all her time with those people.

Finally, she said she was leaving me to follow him.

She even gave him all of our savings, $12,000.

The night she went to be with him was the night she died.

Did you tell all this to the San Diego police?

I tried.

They wouldn't listen to me. How do you know that she gave him $12,000?

The savings alone showed me the canceled cashier's check made out to the Miracle

Crusade.

Do you believe me, Mr. McGarrett?

Oh, God.

At this point, I don't know what to believe.

Will you at least check out my story?

Yeah.

That you can bet on.

We all saw it on TV.

It's an open and shut case.

But it isn't, Venom.

That gun wasn't loaded.

Then that guy Nelson has to be crazy.

He could have gotten his head blown off.

You see somebody coming at you with a gun, you gotta figure it's loaded.

My sentiments exactly until I heard Nelson's story.

Now, why would a man do such a reckless thing like pulling an empty gun unless

his story is true?

Still sounds crazy.

Anyway, what's next?

We're going to check his story, quietly now.

Duke, see what you can dig up on our friend the Reverend Andy and his miracle

crusade. I'll get right on it.

Mr. McGarrett, the governor on line five.

Oh, thank you.

Yes,

Governor? How's it coming, Steve?

I talked to Nelson. He tells quite a story.

Don't they all?

Listen, I'm really very concerned that this be handled very judiciously, if you

know what I mean.

Governor. May I tell you that Nelson made some allegations about the Reverend

that aren't exactly flattering.

I'll have to check them out.

Oh, now, wait a minute, Steve.

Sir, if I may interrupt, you know and I know that the Constitution says Nelson

is entitled to the same protection and due process of law as the Reverend is.

Now, as long as you keep me in this job, I'll have to run it as I see fit, sir.

Well, you're right, of course, but it's just that we all saw it on TV.

But we both know that things are not always as they appear to be.

Okay, Steve.

I know you'll do it your way anyway.

You have my blessings.

Thank you, sir.

By the way, I got a call from Reverend Andy's business manager, Oscar Ross.

The Reverend would feel a lot better if he had a few more policemen at his

services for the rest of his stay in the islands, okay?

Very well, Governor. We'll take care of that.

The Reverend wants to see some cops.

What do you say we give him a look at two of Honolulu's finds?

Quite right, Steve.

Quite right.

Is this a religious service or a stage show?

I think it's a little of both there.

Sad but true.

Oscar Ross.

I'm Reverend Andy's business manager. McGarrett, Hawaii 50. My associate, Dan

Williams? Not either. We have a few questions for the Reverend, if it's

convenient. Certainly. Let's wait for him in his quiet room. Thank you.

Now, those around here, see what you can pick up. I especially want to know if

anyone knew Mary Nelson.

All right.

Sit down, Mr. McGarrett. Reverend Andy will be with us in a moment.

What kind of questions did you

have for Reverend Andy?

Oh, just routine part of the investigation.

What is there to investigate?

The man tried to kill Reverend Andy. Millions of people saw him.

Well, it's not quite that simple.

I don't understand.

Why don't we just wait for the Reverend?

Mistress, excuse me.

I'd like to ask you a few questions.

Reverend Andy, this is Mr. McGarrett.

Reverend.

Mr. McGarrett.

Mr. McGarrett is a policeman. He has some questions.

Here you are, Reverend.

Drink it all up this time.

Mr. McGarrett, Sister Harmony.

Sister. She has, as you can see, a strong maternal instinct.

Protein drink.

with lots of your smashing pineapple juice in it.

You'd like some explanation of that poor soul's wanton act?

So would I.

Thank you, sister.

How can I be of help?

Did you know his wife, Marion Nelson?

I knew of her.

I heard of her unfortunate accident, but I never had the pleasure of meeting her.

But I understand she had joined our church.

Mr. Nelson said she went to see you that last night.

I wish she had.

She might still be with us.

I don't suppose you know anything about the large contribution she made to your

miracle crusade.

Brother Oscar?

We're blessed with a great many contributions.

But probably not too many cashier's checks for $12,000, huh?

I'll find out.

Even if she had given the contribution, what has that to do with Nelson's attack

on Reverend Andy?

I don't know, Mr. Ross.

I don't know. That's what I'm trying to find out.

Just one more question, Reverend. What seminary did you attend?

Mr. McGarrett, let me save you some trouble.

My calling came when I was in jail.

I was born Andrew Norwood, outside Manchester, in England.

I guess you could say I graduated from the University of the Streets with a

master's degree in what Americans call hustle.

I was in and out of jails from the time that I was 14.

Then one night, I was stabbed in a prison brawl.

The wound was severe.

I barely made it back to my cell.

I prayed to God that I might live.

I prayed hard.

I believed.

In my mind...

I pictured my body perfect again.

And the next morning, when I woke up, there wasn't a mark

on me.

It was a miracle.

The holes were still in my shirt.

The dried blood was on the sheets.

From that day on, I dedicated myself to God.

and to teaching others that miracles can happen to them too.

And that includes you, Brother McGarrett.

Thank you, Reverend.

Thank you. I do believe in miracles.

I saw one happen today.

It was a miracle that Jim Nelson didn't shoot you when he had the chance.

Stay, gentlemen. I'll be in touch.

You're sure you've never heard of Marion Nelson?

Well, hold on.

San Diego.

She was the lady who died in that accident.

Then you did know her.

Oh, Reverend Andy sent me to the hospital with flowers for her.

Poor thing.

She didn't last long enough to see them.

Are you saying that Reverend Andy knew her?

No, as I understand it, she'd only just joined the church when the accident

happened.

Did he have a special interest in her? I mean... I know what you mean.

There's no room in Reverend Andy's life for anything but God and spreading his

word. Sister Harmony, I'm a little bit fuzzy on how the Miracle Crusade

operates. What do they do with all that money they take?

Hold it there, brother.

Your copper's mind is working overtime.

Reverend Andy is truly the man he says he is.

You're looking at one of Reverend Andy's miracles right now.

You? How do you mean?

I was on the game in London.

Twenty-five, going on dead.

What's on the game?

A streetwalker.

I was working Reverend Andy's miracle crusade at the Royal Albert Hall.

He picked me out of the crowd.

He saved my soul.

Sister Harmony, there are some things that the Reverend Andy preaches that

some people just might find a little hard to believe.

Oh?

There was another man who said some things that were hard to believe.

That was 2,000 years ago.

Good night, Mr. Williams.

Good night.

Thank you, Governor, but no apology is necessary.

Indeed, the poor man wasn't even from your beautiful state.

Well, that's very gracious of you, Reverend.

Did Christ forsake his execution as the Romans?

Of course he didn't. He sent his apostles amongst them, spreading the

word. And many were converted.

Well, the Miracle Crusade is welcome to come back to the islands any time.

And thank you, too, for your thoughtful remembrance.

It will serve as your calling card, whatever God's work takes me.

Reverend, if there's anything at all I can do to make your stay more enjoyable,

Don't hesitate to call.

Governor, there is one thing you might do for us.

Well, name it. If I can be of help, I certainly will.

This police officer, McGarrett, he asked some questions that the Reverend found

most unsettling.

That's his job?

Yes, I know he's just doing what he thinks is his job.

I wonder if you couldn't speak to him.

Perhaps... You could ask him to be a little more tactful.

Steve, everyone around there seems to be a walking testimony over the Reverend.

But none of them knew Marion Nelson.

Well, I have a hunch that to understand what happened here, we've got to know

what happened to Marion Nelson.

I'll call San Diego police in the morning.

No, that's not good enough. Not this time, Dano.

There's a red-eye flight to the mainland at midnight.

Duke, how would you like to see the San Diego charges on Sunday?

I always wanted to travel.

An easy on the expense account.

I see.

Were there any witnesses to the stabbing?

Thank you, sir.

Yeah, Don.

I just talked to the governor of Wormwood Scrubs. That's the name of the

prison where Reverend Andy did time.

There was a brawl. Two men were stabbed to death.

The guard saw someone helping Andy to his cell. He was holding his abdomen.

Did the prison doctor examine him?

Not until next morning when the incident was investigated.

I see. So no one actually saw the wound. They just saw him holding his abdomen.

Right.

Was the warden aware of Andrew Norwood's miraculous healing?

Yes, but he didn't want to comment.

English reticence, I should imagine.

Yeah. We can't treat this too lightly, Dano.

Miracle or no miracle, evangelical religion is a tradition in this country,

and so is suspecting every preacher of being a phony as soon as he takes up a

collection. I suppose men like Reverend Andy are a lot of good to some people.

Probably.

I guess they offer some kind of hope and insight that certain people need and

can't find elsewhere.

It's a delicate situation, Dano.

We could act with the best of intentions and end up doing a lot of harm.

I'd like to get some idea of how these religious crusades handle their money.

Why don't you have a chat with the state corporation commissioner?

I'll take him to lunch.

I wasn't a disciple of Reverend Andes, but I could certainly understand

Marion's desperation.

She felt like she was dying a slow death of mediocrity.

She wanted more out of life.

Much more. And Reverend Andy was selling hope.

Did you see much of Marion before the accident?

Well, we were neighbors. You know how it is.

But she came over to say goodbye that very night.

She must have been one of the last people to see Marion Nelson alive.

Well, according to her, Marion was determined to see Reverend Andy

personally.

She was going to his dressing room, following him to his hotel, whatever it

took. Did she tell all this to the San Diego police?

Yes, but they didn't think anything of it.

A lot of women tried to see Reverend Andy.

What about the police report?

One thing seems strange.

The location of the accident.

The place where the services were held and the hotel where the Reverend stayed

were both near Balboa Park.

The accident happened in La Jolla. La Jolla?

It's about 10 miles north of there.

What about his personal life? Anything there?

Not even a rumor.

Okay, I'll pass this on.

Meanwhile, Steve wants you to get on the next plane to Phoenix.

Reverend Andy's supposed to be building a tabernacle in a town called Joshua

City. Get over there and see how all those big donations are really being

spent. I'm on my way.

Isn't it about time for your annual check-up?

Thank you for your concern, but I'll be fine, sister.

A few hours at the retreat will rejuvenate me faster than any doctor.

You really oughtn't to work so hard.

When I see those people's faces change, as they come to understand what I've

been saying, I feel so fulfilled.

It isn't work.

It's joy, sister.

Praise be, Reverend.

Bless you, Sister Harmony.

Sister Harmony.

Hmm.

If you're looking for the Reverend Andy, I'm afraid you just missed him.

Oh? Where can I find him?

You can't.

He's gone to his retreat to pray and cleanse his thoughts. Oh, I see. Now,

where would this retreat be?

I'm sorry, I can't give you that information.

One of my men has uncovered some new information regarding the death of

Marian Nelson.

I just wanted to ask the Reverend a few questions.

If you wanted to donate a million dollars, I couldn't give you the

location of that retreat.

You have to understand.

The Reverend has almost no time to himself.

The retreats are his only chance of being alone.

Retreats? You mean he has a retreat in every city where the Crusade goes?

How many people know the location?

I can't tell you that either.

Please, don't be defensive.

I'm only after the truth.

Which is the cornerstone of the Reverend's life and his work. I know

that many people find comfort in his words.

It's not my intention to tell anyone how to worship.

God knows wars have been fought over that issue.

I have no desire to start one with you.

You're not at all like most of the coppers I've met.

Thank you. I'll take that as a compliment.

It was meant to be.

I'm sorry.

I really can't tell you where the retreat is.

All right.

I understand.

I'd appreciate it if you'd ask the Reverend to contact me as soon as he

returns.

Thank you for your time.

Central, this is McGarrett. Give me a patch to Dan Williams, please.

Hold, please. Yeah, I'll hang on.

Yes, Steve?

Dono, I want you to organize an HPD plainclothes team to follow Reverend

Andy wherever he goes, around the clock.

Sure, Steve.

What are we looking for?

Apparently, he has a private retreat someplace, a hideaway where he goes to

pray and cleanse his thoughts.

I want to know where it is.

You sound a bit skeptical.

Do I?

Don't you think he prays?

You? I have him the foggiest.

I'm sorry to bother you, but that cop McGarrett was here again.

I think I will be glad to get off this rock. He's getting rather irksome.

What did he want?

He was talking to Sister Harmony. It seems they found out something new about

Marion Nelson in San Diego.

What? What could it possibly be?

I don't know.

But I don't like any of this.

Maybe there's something we can do about it.

Oscar, I'm going to need your help.

Central to McGarrett. Danny Williams calling.

Yeah, Dano, go ahead.

Hey, where are you?

On Capiolani, heading for the office. Why?

Better swing by HPD. There's something going on there. Something you ought to

see.

Got it.

Jesus teaches us to turn the other cheek.

Amen.

For a moment, the weakness, the humanness in me made me

forget his teachings.

And today, when I was alone with him in prayer, I

saw Jim Nelson in jail.

And I was reminded of my own sufferings.

I knew in that moment that I was wrong to be the instrument of Jim

Nelson's suffering.

I have decided not to press charges.

of any kind against Jim Nelson.

There's no way that any one of us can make up to Jim for the loss of his

beloved wife.

But the Miracle Crusade wants to help anyone in pain.

Jim Nelson's wife, Marion, believed.

so much in the crusade, that she donated $12,000.

Well, I'm going to repay that faith by giving that $12,000 back to Jim,

along with a little extra.

Here is $25,000.

He's something.

He sure is.

A divine gesture, they're calling it.

How about publicity stunt? Wouldn't that be more accurate?

Now, wait a minute, Steve. We'd all look pretty foolish if your hunch is wrong.

Evangelism is as American as apple pie.

No, I'm not questioning evangelism, Governor.

Just this one man.

I don't suggest for one second that he's typical. Most evangelists are fine,

dedicated men.

I'm just not so sure about the Reverend Andy, that's all.

Well, do you have any evidence against him? No, sir.

But something about his wife's accident in San Diego bothers me.

Let me show you something.

This is Balboa Stadium, where the crusade was held.

Now, this is the hotel where Reverend Andy was staying.

And here, ten miles in the opposite direction is where the accident, if

indeed it was an accident, took place.

Duke Luke Keller learned that Marion Nelson was determined to see the

Reverend Andy that night.

You mean, what was she doing ten miles in the opposite direction?

Exactly. Maybe I'm too suspicious.

But when you add that to the empty gun and now this, uh, divine gesture and

what I think is conscience money to help Nelson get a new start, well, figure it

out for yourself.

Speaking of Nelson, what are we gonna do about him? Turn him loose?

For his own sake, I suggest we keep him in custody until this crusade leaves the

island.

The Miracle Crusade holds a New Mexico nonprofit charter, and the IRS told me

just what I expected.

The returns are so clean, they squeak.

What about Norwood and this Oscar Ross?

Yeah, now there's an interesting character.

You know, Ross discovered the Reverend in England about 10 years ago, brought

him over here, and the rest is history.

Ross has been associated with several nonprofit organizations.

But this is his first time in the religion business.

And it's the highest position he's ever held.

Could he be the real power?

They could be doing a great deal that Norwood doesn't know about.

And wouldn't understand even if he did know.

You're absolutely sure they haven't violated any of our state laws?

Yes. But there is one thing that struck me as unusual.

It seems they bought all the land where they planned to build from one outfit

called the Apache Land Company.

What's so unusual about that? Well, it's not often you find the exact 100,000

acres you want in one pair of hands.

Who owns the Apache Land Company?

A couple of corporations.

But you're owned by another couple of corporations. You got it.

It's all in there, whatever it is.

Well, it's a start.

Thanks, Tom.

You're welcome.

I just came back from the site.

The tabernacle is there, all right. It's going up right on schedule.

And their finances seem solid?

I talked to the contractor.

He said they're a pleasure to do business with.

Duke, before you come home, go down to the Hall of Records and see what you can

find out about the Apache Land Company.

Okay, Steve. I'll get right on it.

And, Duke, don't forget, the Crusade will be leaving the islands in less than

36 hours, so if we're going to do anything about it, we've got to do it

fast. Right, Steve.

Yes? Mr. McGarrett, this just came in from HPD.

It's a lease in Reverend Andy's hideaway house. Signed by R.O. Wyndham.

I've seen that name before.

Here it is.

R.O. Wyndham, treasurer of the Apache Land Company.

Thank you, Luana.

David. Yeah, Dan.

Surveillance team just called in. Reverend Andy left the house, but a

little later, one of those singers, the one called Sister Sarah, drove in like

she'd been there before.

Sister Sarah?

I wonder what Sister Harmony would have to say about that.

Shall I find out?

Yeah, Dan, I'll find out.

We found Reverend Andy's retreat.

We'd expected something a little more modest.

Oh, they're not all like that.

What was the one in San Diego like?

I really couldn't tell you.

Do you remember the general location?

Yeah, I think so.

Oh, it was around there some... Yeah, there.

La Jolla.

That's where Marian Nelson had her accident.

Oh.

What does that prove?

That Marian Nelson was seeing the Reverend Andy in private.

Mr. Williams, I'm really sorry about what happened to that woman, but I've

already told you the Reverend Andy isn't like other men in that way.

Besides... Women are never permitted to enter a retreat.

I only know where they are in case of an emergency.

That's funny. One of our men saw Sister Sarah going into that house.

He must have been mistaken.

I don't think so. All your pictures were in the newspaper.

I just don't know.

How do you like your eggs, sweetheart?

I've forgotten.

That's not very flattering, Andy.

Well, I can't remember everything.

Listen, darling.

If you'd like a dip in the pool, we've got plenty of time to... Sister Harmony.

Harmony.

Sarah. What are you doing here?

It's...

It's all true.

Harmony, wait!

Andy,

go after her.

No.

No, she's committed to the cause.

She'll be back.

Where did they pick her up? A bar on Hotel Street. She started early.

Why didn't you call me sooner? She had no ID. Must have lost her purse. Then

she passed out.

You were right, you and your man, about everything.

Well, that's what we get paid for, sister.

I'm sorry if you got hurt.

He was with Sarah.

They were... They had been... Yeah.

Do you want me to get you a lawyer?

You don't have to answer any questions of mine. You know that, don't you?

Yes, I do.

Not for me.

For Marian Nelson.

Poor Marian Nelson.

She must have caught the reverend with another lady, just as you did.

But she wasn't as lucky as you were, sister.

You sure you'll be all right, huh?

Yeah.

It was a... a momentary slip.

And slips don't count as a knockdown, you know that.

You know, it's funny.

Reverend Andy may be a fraud and an hypocrite, but...

He gave me the most important thing I have. He taught me to believe in myself.

Yeah, and for most of us, that's the hardest thing to learn.

Maybe I was blessed with a miracle after all.

I wouldn't be at all surprised.

She wouldn't let me pay the fine. She wouldn't talk to me. She only wanted to

see McGarrett. What can she tell him?

You know what she can tell him. Would you take the word of an ex-whore against

that of the Lord's own chosen minister?

McGarrett would.

Oh, come off of it, Andy. How long do you think it's going to take him to find

out what happened to that Nelson woman? He can speculate all he wants.

You and I are the only people who know that I ever met her.

Tell me the truth, Andy.

What really happened that night?

Same thing as Harmony.

She found me with some girl.

Andy, couldn't you be more careful?

Look how far we've come, and you want to give it all up for some cheap tramp.

Look, this is our last day in Hawaii.

One more service and we're gone. We'll never come back.

You're damn right we won't. Will you relax?

You're going to have a heart attack.

Besides Oscar.

We haven't broken any laws?

Will you do something for me?

Will you try and remember how this all started? How I found you in that pub

trying to save souls between dart games? How I brought you to America and made

you what you are today? Andy, who has been right every step of the way?

The law did it, Oscar.

You were only his instrument.

Okay, Andy.

But I now have a vision.

We have 12 hours left here.

I don't want you to talk to anyone.

Not anyone.

Okay?

Okay.

Uh-uh.

Hello?

This is Steve McGarrett of Hawaii Five-0. May I speak to the Reverend

Andy, please?

Oh, Mr.

McGarrett, this is Oscar Ross.

No, the Reverend is unavailable at the moment.

Oh, I see.

I still have some questions I was hoping to ask him.

Maybe if I came to the hotel, would that be convenient?

Oh, it wouldn't do you any good.

You wouldn't believe the insanity that goes on around here before the last

service. But if you would care to submit your questions in writing.

In writing?

No, I don't think that would be necessary, Mr. Ross.

Thank you very much. Goodbye.

Whatever you do.

Don't talk to McGarrett, not without me.

Ross is a pretty smart fella.

Fast and clean.

Doesn't look good, does it, Steve? No, it doesn't.

But somewhere in this maze is the answer.

Steve, I think I have something.

What do you got?

Look at the price Miracle Crusade paid for the land it bought for the

Tabernacle. Yeah, what about it? Now look at the price Apache Land Company

paid for it only two years ago.

Bought it for $10 an acre and sold it for $1,400 an acre?

That's a 14,000% profit if my pocket calculator's working.

That's what I'd call a nifty profit.

You'll never guess who actually controls Apache Land Company.

Not good old R.O. Windham again?

Try Oscar Ross and Andrew Norwood.

How? How do they control it? I'll show you.

These two companies own Apache Land.

One belongs to Ross, the other to Norwood.

You mean they sold the land to themselves?

Isn't that a conflict of interest?

That's the bad news.

The Miracle Crusade Charter doesn't prohibit any officer from doing business

with the church.

You mean none of this is illegal?

It may not be illegal, but it's certainly unethical.

Maybe we could expose him to the press or something.

That might invite a defamation of character suit.

What we need now is one of Reverend Andy's miracles.

Beto, I think I may be able to find one.

Will you two gentlemen meet me at the Civic Auditorium 15 minutes before the

Reverend goes on?

So the stray lamb has returned to the fold.

If the Good Shepherd will have me.

Of course, Sister Harmony.

I knew you would come back.

I welcome you with open arms.

What's wrong, Sister?

Please, for me, so I can understand.

What happened with you and Sarah?

What's there to explain?

I'm a man and she's a woman.

Surely you can understand that.

But you're a special person.

People worship you.

I give people what they need.

In return, my needs are met.

Marion Nelson.

You needed her?

No.

No, I think she was a bit unstable.

I tried to calm her, but she went screaming off.

That sounds so cold.

But I know you're discreet enough to keep our little secret in the family.

The Apache Land Company. Is that a family secret too, Reverend?

All right, McGarrett.

What about the Apache Land?

You and Oscar Ross used that company to buy cheap desert land and then sold it

to the Crusade for over 10,000% profit.

Is there any law against making a profit?

What about the moral law, where your church members are concerned?

I give these people hope and solace, and in return they pay for it. What's so

immoral about that?

If there's nothing wrong with it, Reverend, why did you go to such lengths

to hide the truth in a maze of corporations, huh?

Isn't that the way business is done in this country?

Well, I just wonder how your flock will react when they know their shepherd has

been fleecing them.

Fleecing?

That's a slanderous statement, Mr. McGarrett.

You can tell my flock whatever you want.

In the end, it'll be my word against yours.

I don't think so, Reverend.

I don't think so. Not this time.

Andy? Andy, my God, what are you doing? Turn your mic off. It's going out over

the PA.

What do you mean? I haven't got it.

I'll put on mine.

Listen to me.

Let me explain.

That was a trick. Somebody... Somebody tricked me.

Brothers.

Sisters, please.

Come back.

Hold me.

Let me share your life.

It's all over.

Please.

Please come back.

You need me.

Oh, God, go out of the depths of thy call. Dano, you can call HPD now.

Tell them they can turn Jim Nelson loose.

Oh, God.

Son. Oh, God.

Throw not away thy loving face from thy servant in the days of thy wrath.

Sweet Jesus.

Sweet tender Jesus, who in the agony of renunciation...