Hawaii Five-0 (2010–…): Season 1, Episode 8 - Mana'o - full transcript

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(rhythmic chanting)

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crescendo)

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(applause and cheering)

Thank you on behalf of our
amazing Samoan Fire Dancers

and our Tahitian Hula Girls.

(applause and cheering)

Now it's finally time

to unearth
the traditional kalua pig.

This scrumptious
Hawaiian delicacy



is seasoned and cooked
for 12 hours

under layers of banana leaves
and hot stones.

The result
is a wonderful flavor

that can't be duplicated

except by this ancient
Hawaiian technique.

Get your cameras ready!

On the count of three:

One... two... thr...

(all gasping in horror)

What's that?
(gasps): What is that?

What is that?

(Hawaii Five-O
theme song plays)

Okay, monkey,
I want you

to wipe that sad face off;
we're gonna find her, I promise.



You have my word, okay?

Don't worry about it.

I'm sorry I lost her.

What are you talking about?

You didn't lose her.

Let me explain something
to you what happened.

Dolphin trainer Annie,

she just got out of bed
in the middle of the night

because she was thirsty.

She went to get
a glass of water.

But the problem is,
she couldn't find

her way back to bed.

I'm starting to think
she does that

every time she's here,
but that is fine

because good news for you
and good news for her

is that I'm a detective,
a very good detective.

So, don't worry,
we're in good hands.

(car horn honking outside)

That your mom?
Mm-hmm.

Well, would you tell her
we got an emergency, okay?

Hold on.

(Danny grunting)

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

(sighs)

Ma'am...

is this your
missing person?

Mm-hmm.

Yeah? Give me
a smile.

Okay, here you go.

Come on.

Let's go.

Excuse me.

Can I have my hug, please?

Come here.

Thank you.

Hey, I want you to remember
something, okay? Always.

Danno loves you.

I love you, too.

Give me a kiss.

All right.

(sighs)

(exhales forcefully)

Can't be a dolphin trainer
without the dolphin.

Monkey!

Hey!

Hey. Amy.

Danny, I had
to see you.

What's the matter?

It's Meka.

(crying)

He's dead, Danny.

So, yesterday, uh, I heard
that it was a cop, but...

ah, geez, I had
no idea.

You couldn't have known.

They needed the dental records

to identify his body.

(sighing):
Where's Billy?

With his grandparents.

(sighing):
He's so confused, Danny.

He knows
his father is gone,

but beyond that,
I don't know what to tell him.

You know, Amy, anything
you need, I'm here for you.

You know that.

Meka always said

you're the best partner
he ever had.

Yeah, for a haole anyway.

(chuckles)

It wasn't like that.

He liked working with you
because you had fresh eyes,

good instincts,
and he said

you were always
direct with him.

He trusted you with his life.

What about the investigation?

Does HPD have any suspects?

No, I wouldn't know.

Um, HPD's kept their distance.

Even the people
I thought were Meka's friends.

What do you mean?

That's why I'm here.

Um... they're not
telling me anything.

Wait, Amy, that doesn't
make any sense.

None of this does.

When I called to ask about
the funeral arrangements,

they told me
they're still pending.

They're pending?
They're pending what?

I don't know.

Every time I call to follow up,
they give me the runaround.

It's like
something's going on.

Something they're
not telling me.

My husband sacrificed his life
for the job, and...

the way he died, I...

I just... I need to know

that there's someone out there
looking for the people

who did that to him.

Okay, listen...
(sniffles)

there is now.

CHIN:
Official C.O.D is two shots
to the chest.

Close contact.

Everything else
was postmortem.

(sighs)

All right, close contact.

Might have been someone he knew.

What about
the slugs?
.45s.

Ballistics has them.
No hits yet.

I checked with the
luau organizers.

The imu pit was dug
and prepped the night before,

and the M.E.'s guess was,

the body was put there
between 4:00 and 5:00 a.m.

So no witnesses.

Somebody actually

had to dig up a pig

and replace it with Meka's body.

Nobody's saw
anything?

I find that
very hard to believe.

I'll tell you,
killing a cop like that,

putting his badge in his mouth?
That's no average street crime.

That's someone
sending a message.
Yeah? All right, well,

I want to know who sent it.

It could be related to something
Meka was working on.

All right, Chin, you and Kono
go to Meka's house,

talk to his wife.
DANNY: Her name's Amy.

Uh, her son's name is Billy.

Good. Okay. See if
Meka left any of his
casework at the house.

Danny and I will go
follow up with HPD.

CHIN: All right, who's the
lead detective on the case?
A sergeant name of Cage.

Cage?

You sure?

Why? You know him?

Yeah. But Cage isn't Homicide.

He's a headhunter.

Internal Affairs.

Cage, you are
a prince.

A cop gets murdered
and burned in a pit,

and you are out here
practicing your swing.

How I choose to spend my
lunch hour is my business.

Some people relieve stress
by lifting weights, others run.

I hit tiny
little white balls

a very long way.

Why is Internal Affairs
running a homicide
investigation?

More importantly, where do you
get the stones big enough

to mess with a fallen officer's
memorial service?

Can you tell me that?

Look, Detective Williams,

I understand
where you're coming from.

You knew the victim.

Rest assured,
we're investigating

Detective Hanamoa's murder
to the best of our ability.

Good, good. So you got
witnesses, suspects, leads?

I'm not at liberty to say.

Look, Sergeant, the governor's

given us full authority
and jurisdiction. Okay?

So whatever you do have...
I know all about you Five-O
task force,

and that you forced
yourself onto this case.

But this is
an Internal Affairs matter

involving an officer
suspected of corruption.

We will handle
this in-house.

What did you say,
corruption?

What the hell's the matter

with you,
corruption, huh?
Danny, Danny.

You got evidence
to back that up?

Off the record?

Yeah. Sure. Off the record.

(sighs)

Last few months,

an alarming number
of Detective Hanamoa's cases

seemed to fall apart
at the eleventh hour.

I'm talking
raids getting blown,

leads drying up,
busts coming up empty.

Stop.

Stop.

I knew this guy. All right?

He was a good cop.

He was a clean cop.

Believe what you want.

I said too much already.

All right, we want
to see the case files.

They're sealed
by court order.

Okay, all right,
then give us a name.

All right,
a number.

I'll settle
for a haiku.

Just point us
in a direction.

Good day, gentlemen.

Okay, you know what?

This is why everybody
hates Internal Affairs,

because you are useless.

Not even worth it.

I'm gonna go talk
to some real cops.

Detective Williams,
I'm warning you.

Let us handle this.

You know what?

Meka was his friend.

Then he should
recuse himself.

When you know the victim,
it clouds your judgment.

Spare your friend some pain.

The more he learns, the
worse he's gonna feel.

Trust me.

AMY:
I'm so grateful Danny sent help.

What kind of things

are you looking for?

His cell phone or a laptop--
anything that your husband

might have used
for work.

He had his cell phone on him.

That's okay. We can run
his records without it.

What about a computer?

Meka's laptop's in the den.

He was on it
all the time for work.

Do you mind?

No, no. Go ahead, please.

I know this is hard,
but did Meka have any enemies?

Get any threats
of any kind?

Not that I know of.

Uh, he'd been pretty quiet

the last month.

Like he gets when he
locks onto a case.

But now knowing
about this I.A. thing,

I guess he was probably
stressed,

he didn't want
to tell us.

Just because I.A.
accused Meka of something

doesn't make it true.

Have you dealt
with them before?

Unfortunately, yeah.

Is this Meka's desk?

Yeah.

Hey, Ahuna,

what happened to
all of Meka's stuff?

I.A. cleared it out yesterday.

Cage is a vulture.

You know what Meka
was working on?

No clue.

Sorry, gotta go.

"Sorry, gotta go."

How about you, you know
what Meka was working on?

Nope.

You?

Know what Meka was working on?

Nobody?

What was Meka working on? Huh?

12 years the guy wears a badge,

and you're all looking at me
like you don't know who he is?

DANNY:
I need somebody
to help me out here.

Kaleo, right?
Yeah.

You work with Meka before?

I'm in the middle
of something here.

Yeah, I know,
you're in the middle

of not answering my question.

You got issues, haole,
take it up with I.A.,

'cause we got a gag order here,

and around here,
we follow orders.

Understand?

Yeah. I understand.

(cell phone rings)

Chin, what do you got?

Just ran Meka's
cell phone records.

Found something odd.

On the night before he died,
he booked a flight out.

Where to?

Singapore.
He was flying there next week.

All right, uh...
talk to Amy,

see if maybe they were
going on a family vacation.

I already did.
He only bought one ticket.

Amy had no idea.

All right, see if you can
recover his e-mails, all right.

See who he was
going to see there,

where he was staying, anything.
Please.

Got it.

What? What do you think?

I'm...

Guy books a flight
out of the country

the night before he's murdered.

It just-it just
makes me wonder.

Makes you wonder what?

That he knew it was coming.

Okay, can you please
just do me a favor?

Don't go there.
Come on, Danny,
just level with me here.

You didn't think
of that for a second?

No, I didn't think of that
for a second, all right?

You want something
to think about,

think about Kaleo, getting
some answers from him,

'cause all these questions
are giving me a migraine.

Take it easy.
Okay. I'm easy.

KALEO:
Singapore?

No, never heard Meka
mention it. Why?

Because we thought it
might have something

to do with an active case.

KALEO:
Honestly, I don't know
anything about it.

I just know that no one
deserves to go out like that.

You hear why
Internal Affairs is after him?

People talk. Who knows?

Some guys like Ahuna
think he was on the take.

Others say he got too close,
and it got him killed.

Too close to what?

You ever hear
of the Ochoa Cartel?

Yeah, the new up-and-comers
in the coke trade.

They turned the Texas border
into a war zone.

Why? What, you think
Ochoa's people are here?

All I know for sure, when
Ochoas move in on new territory,

they don't just hit people.

They like to send a message.

Like roasting a pig at a luau?

Tell you what, if this
Ochoa thing is for real,

it makes complete sense why Cage

is putting this whole thing
on lockdown.

I mean, a high-profile
case like this

could boost his career...

What? What's with the face?

I don't have a face.

Yes, you do.
You have a face, okay?

I am a detective, it's
what I do, I read people,

All right.
and you, my friend,
have a face.

All right.
I want to ask you something,

but I know it's going
to piss you off.

Would you not always be
so judgmental with me?

I'm not judgmental.
Treat me like I'm some hothead

who can't think objectively.

I can think objectively.

Really?
Yes, really!
Ask away!

Okay.

Did you and Meka ever have
any issues?

Any issues...?

No, no issues, Oprah.

It's just, Cage said something
that's really...

it's been bugging me.

Something about a leak
in the department.

Okay. He never said that,
first of all.

Second of all,
Cage couldn't find a leak

if someone was taking one
on his head!

Okay, maybe, whatever.

But remember Sang Min, the human
trafficker than we took down?

No, it doesn't ring a bell.

Yeah, I remember him.
Almost got Kono killed

when she went undercover.
Thank you. Okay.

Sang Min took a photo of Kono.

He sent it to somebody in HPD
who I.D.'d her as a cop.

Okay, so what are you implying?

I'm not implying anything.

I'm asking for your
objective opinion,

as a detective,
is it possible that person

could've been Meka?

No.
It's not possible?

Not possible.
I just said...
Zero chance.

What are you doing? What,
are you taking Cage's side?

I'm not taking Cage's side,
Danny, I'm just saying,

maybe it's worth a trip
to Halawa Correctional

to get Sang Min to tell us

who his inside man was.
Sang Min should've told us

where Hoffa was!

We grilled the guy

for 72 hours!
We offered him plea bargains!

Now he's doing life, he's
gonna answer the same question?

What are we gonna do,
say "pretty please"?

Well, you don't think
it's worth a trip to find out?

Our job is to go after
the suspect,

not the victim!

Not the previously
convicted,

the suspect, Ochoa!

He deals drugs,
and he's dangerous!

That's what I'm gonna
focus on, okay?

I'm so glad
you're not a hothead.

I would hate to work
with someone like that.

Your detective friend Kaleo
wasn't kidding--

the Ochoa Cartel
doesn't fool around.

This is a car bomb
that exploded

on the steps of a
courthouse in Juarez.

This is a cop
burned in a roll

of rubber tires
in Oaxaca.

These federales were
the first to be found

with their badges
in their mouths.

Just like Meka.

Kono, did you get anything
off Meka's laptop from

the house?
No, the hard drive
was wiped clean.

But I'm running a sweep
on it for deleted files.

According to the DEA,

one of the family's
top lieutenants,

a guy by the name of

Emilio Ochoa, is the one
responsible for the hits.

So if he's here...
I want him.

The question is,
how do we get to him.

STEVE:
Through his product--
we find Ochoa's

distributor on this island,
that's how we get to him.

We're looking for a new
player on the coke market--

you know who we got to see.

CHIN:
Hey, Kamekona!

Howzit, Chin!

Good to see you.

And my two favorite

overdressed white boys.

Howzit, bruthas?

Oh, brah, this
cart is da kine!

It's the future kine.

This is what the tycoon's
refer to as...

a franchise!

No more brick,
no more mortar--

that's old school.
Well, we were wondering
if you had a line

on a different kind
of distribution franchise

coming into Oahu.

Yeah. Uh, we're
not talking about

shave ice--
more like snow.

Okay, let me guess,

uh, let's have three
snow cones and a...

couple oversized T-shirts.

How about that? Help
you with your franchise.

It's not about the funds, brah.

This is dangerous territory
we're treading into.

A brutha could
get hurt, you know?

Somebody already
did get hurt, and he was

a friend of mine,
you understand?

Hey, how about a little kokua,
brah?

We could sure use the name

of the new
connect in town.

You guys like modern art?

♪ ♪

So, this is the
The Apocalypse of Eden

Through the Eyes of
a Misanthropic Diet--

Deity or diety?
I don't know.

It's appropriately named.

You know, Grace used
to do stuff like this

when she was
in kindergarten.

Maybe she's got
a future in art.

Yeah, I was hoping she'd
move past finger painting

on to bigger
and better things.

$25,000 for this?

No way.

This is
a Clifton Bowles original.

What, you don't
believe me?

Bing it.

I will.

Who knew you were such
an art connoisseur?

Remember, cuz,
the best front operation

is one that actually does
legit business.

I think I just spotted
our gatekeeper.

Now we just got to get
her to show us the guy
behind the curtain.

Looks like we need
a magic card.

Get him.
All right.

♪ ♪

(laughs)

Whoa! Hey, man,
watch where you're going.

I almost spilled my drink.
Sorry, buddy,
you all right?

Sorry.
It's all right.

♪ ♪

Nice timing.

Good evening,
gentlemen.
Good evening.

Like what you see?

Uh, yeah, it's hard not to.

Yeah, this one's
very conceptual.

Are you interested
in this piece?

Actually, my friend and I

are in the high-volume
resale business.

MAN:
Do you know where
your toes are?

Good! Look
what she's doing.

Yeah, toes.
That's your knee.

Yeah! Oh, sorry.

Okay, work it.

Yes!

♪ ♪

MAN:
Bend down.

So, uh, just
a question.

If things go bad,
which one

of these guys
you want?
I'll, uh...

I'll take the ugly one.

Oh, that's good--
they're both ugly.

All right, good.

Okay, get out.
Get out, get out,

get out, get out.
Out, out, out.

Hey, gentlemen.
Shall we have a little chat?

Yes. We, uh,
we'd love that.

But maybe in private
would be better.

Get out!
Get out of here!

Buh-bye. Okay,
so now we're having fun.

We're just having a good
old time, and I don't know

who you are, because I've never
seen you before in my life.

Oh, we, uh, we just...

we just came in
from out of town.
Okay.

And would this be
the first piece

you are purchasing from us?
Uh, yeah, here.

Uh, and by "piece,"
uh, you mean a key, right?

I mean, for those of us
not into art.

(Danny claps hands once)

I don't have any idea

what you're talking about,
um, at all.

But in case
you want to buy

a piece, it's very simple--
here's how it works.

Uh, 75% down and 25%

upon delivery.
No problem at all.

But we would prefer
to pay Ochoa directly.

He's in town, right?

You guys need to get out of here
right now.

Right now.

Whoa, I'm-I'm sorry.
Did we say something wrong?

Uh, no. I just don't like you.

Oh, fantastic.

(grunting)

Freeze! Five-O!

Hands up.

Put it down. Put it down.
We good?

Yeah.

DANNY:
See that?

Where is Ochoa?

I'm not saying a word.

Not one single word.

If you wanted to do it
the hard way,

you should've
just said so.

(tires screeching)

♪ ♪

(groans)

Just for the record,
if I pulled something like this,

you would be reading me
the riot act about

proper police procedure.
No. I'd probably
just arrest you.

(screaming)

Compared to this, hanging a guy

off the roof
and throwing a guy

in a shark cage
seems pretty tame.

You know what? I disagree.

The shark cage was way worse
than this.

Whatever. You're wrong.
I'm just saying, to be clear,

the next time,
I get free pass, okay?

(tires screeching)

Help!

Help! Ah!

(tires squealing)

(tires squealing)

(screams)

(tires screech)

(clears throat)

How you feeling?

Did the ride kick-start
your memory at all?

You're insane.

Where's Ochoa?

I can't, I can't!

It's all right.
It's fine.

Danny, let's take
him around again.
No, no.

You know what we should do?
Let's loosen these a little bit.

He'll slide a little bit
more, maybe...

That's a good idea.
Got a full tank of gas.

We can do this all night.
No, no!

There's a shipment coming in
tomorrow.

Ochoa is meeting me at Waialua

at the old
coffee plantation.

Okay, how is Ochoa smuggling
cocaine onshore

without getting busted?

He has a man inside... HPD.

Tells him every single
move the cops make.

Who is it?

I have no idea. I do not know.

He's the only one that knows.

Ochoa is the only one
that knows. I swear.

You sure about that?

Absolutely sure.
I swear.

You guys get Bastille
to talk?

Uh, yeah. Danny gave him
a little nudge.

All right,
according to our middleman,

Ochoa's bringing in a big
shipment tomorrow night.

And we're gonna be there
when it happens.

Meka's computer--
anything about who

he was gonna see in Singapore?
No, but in

his deleted Internet history

there's a cloud site
that he visited frequently.

All right, tell me you tapped
into the off-site server.

Oh, yeah.

Wire transfers;
six-figure transactions

from an Ochoa shell corporation
in Mexico

to an encrypted account
in Singapore.

Well, that explains why he was
gonna go there next week.

Why? I don't get it.

Well, Singapore's like
the new Switzerland.

It's one of the few places
post-9/11

that didn't change its banking
confidentiality laws.

So they can actually hide
the account holder's I.D.

even from
the authorities.

Okay, so Meka was on
a money trail, right?

He's going down there,
lean on the bank,

try to find out
who the account holder is.

Yeah, or Meka
was the account holder,

and he was looking to run.

Yeah, or that.

Look, I know you like to remind
me that I'm not a cop.

'Cause you're not.
Yeah, whatever.
But I know enough

to realize
that where there's smoke...

Wh-where there's smoke?

Should we write that
on the wall?

"Where there's smoke"?

"Your Honor, he's guilty.
Why? There was smoke."

Busts gone bad, wire transfers,

hidden accounts,
a ticket to Singapore

his wife didn't know
anything about.

I mean, Danny,
I'm just saying.

Meka's taking money from Ochoa,

and then he just decides
to leave the country? Why?

Maybe because I.A.
was closing in on him.

And maybe Ochoa
couldn't afford Meka
getting caught

and talking,
so he had him killed.

And this is based on what,
an I.A. witch hunt?

You know what? I'm done.

How about that,
all right?

If my word is not good enough
for you,

then I do not know
what I'm doing here.

Hey, JJ, set me up.

And one more for my buddy here.

Good timing.

His old man was the same way,
you know.

McGarrett's.

They got this laser focus
embedded in their DNA.

That's why it's good sometimes
to remind them

that their way
isn't the only one that works.

Yeah? Right now somewhere
Steve just twitched.

(laughs)

He'll come around.

Thank you.

Thank you.

By the way,

I really admire
what you're doing for Meka.

Same thing anybody would do.

I wish that
were true, bro.

Would've saved me
a lot of grief.

Truth is, when a bully like Cage
is on the attack,

most guys back down.

They get so quiet,

you'd think their mouths
were glued shut.

Yeah, well, it makes me sick
no one stuck up for you.

Well, Cage comes hard, bro.

He was convinced
I was on the take,

so he convinced
everyone else of it, too.

The lengths he went to,
to try and expose me.

You know he tapped my phones?

He went through my garbage.

He talked to my lieutenants,
my old partner.

He kept digging

and digging until
he could find any weakness,

anything he could exploit.

Eventually, he put a cloud
of guilt so thick over my head,

he turned my desk into
a ghost town.

Loneliest place

on Earth
is where no one believes you.

Hey,

I got your back now,
buddy, all right?

And I'm in your corner
a thousand percent.

So you tell me what you need.

I need to clear Meka's name.

So I think I gotta listen
to McGarrett.

I got to go see somebody.

(door buzzes open)

You, uh, you look horrible,

Sang Min.

I've been in solitary
for 30 days.

What's your excuse?

Oh, must be all the sunshine
I'm getting on the outside.

So just you?

Where's that little hottie

surfer girl
who set me up?

She's busy.

Uh, but she ask me to punch you
in the mouth for her.

Oh, still spicy, huh?

Yeah. You done?

Relax.

I can't touch her
for at least another 20 years.

Um, I need a name, Sang Min.

How's your family, Detective?

You have a daughter, right?

You see her enough?

Listen, I will come back
for a social visit next week,

but right now,
I need that name.

I didn't talk before. What makes
you think I'm gonna start now?

All right. Don't say anything.

Hey. Don't say anything.

Look at this picture.
Just nod.

Nod yes or no.
Is this him?

I'm done here.

Hold on. Hold on.
Listen to me.

Pick up the phone.

Pick up the phone.

Pick up the phone.

Was Meka Hanamoa the one
feeding you inside information?

Was he your mole
on the inside?

Was he your mole in
the police department?

Why so important to you?

Because he was a friend of mine.

All right?

And this is what happened
to him.

He's got a wife

and a young son.

And now they are on their own.

That's gotta hit home

for you.

HPD is gonna cut
his family off

from all the
benefits he earned.

All right? They're gonna
put them on the street.

All because of what they think
that he did.

So I'm asking you...
(tapping glass)

was it him?

Look at the photo.

Huh?

If you want me
to risk my safety, Detective,

then I set the terms of our deal

before I tell you
anything.

What do you want?

(door buzzes open)

Thanks.

Sang Min?

He give you anything?

What are you doing here?

I came to ask you
a question.

You did? Well, if
it's to the prom,

I already have a date,
but I'm flattered.

Thank you.
That's funny.

Look, man, I know you're pissed.
All right?

I'm just trying
to figure out

if it's because they
told you Meka was dirty,

or if it's because you found out
he actually was dirty,

and you didn't know about it.

Okay. Listen to me.
This is not an ego thing.

Okay? This is
about Meka.

He would not move off
to Singapore

and leave his wife and his kid.
You understand?

I know that
because he was my friend.

He was my partner.

Right. But what is it
you cops always say?

Don't ignore the evidence.

Okay. All right,
but let me ask you a question.

Let's say I.A. accused me
of skimming off a drug lord,

and they showed you
a stack of evidence

that suggested I did it.

Would you believe them?
No, I wouldn't.

Why not?

Exactly.

(laughs)

Okay.

Yeah? Okay what?

Okay, we can move on, okay.

We got a location on Ochoa?

Uh-huh.

Good. We got a takedown to plan.

STEVE:
We appreciate you wanting
to help, Detective Kaleo.

Name of the game is stealth.

Okay? Ochoa. He has a
meeting on the books

with his middleman Bastille
right here

it's an old coffee plantation.

We're gonna make sure the
meeting happens as planned.

Except, I take it,
Bastille will have

a couple new bodyguards
escorting him?

Exactly.

But nobody makes a move
until we see the coke

and the deal
is in play.

We do this by the book,
or the charges don't stick.

Yeah. No cowboy crap,
all right?

We need him alive,
able to speak.

What about SWAT or air support?

No. Ochoa senses any backup,
he'll be in the wind.

CAGE:
What the hell do you think
you're doing?

DANNY:
Oh, hey, Sergeant.
It's called police work.

I got a book,
explain the whole thing to you.

Word in Narcotics is

you're going after Ochoa.
That true?

I'm not at liberty to say.

Listen to me, Detective.

I've been working with the DEA

on a RICO case for months now,

so if you're going after
Ochoa, I'm coming with you.

Hey. In my office,
you listen to me, Sergeant.

DEA-- what are you
talking about?

They approached HPD about a
number of blown Narco cases,

cases specifically involving

your friend Meka
and Emilio Ochoa.

Then, for some reason,
Meka got himself killed.

We think it's because
he got greedy.

You think it's because
he was gonna take down Ochoa.

I want to know which one
of us is right. Don't you?

Well, I was just starting
to get used to my cell.

By the way,

just so we're all aware,
Ochoa's going to kill us.

Shut up, you. Okay?

Or you're surfing
the hood again,

this time with no cords.

Be preferable to your
current plan 'cause at least

I have some chance
of surviving it.

Just be cool, okay?

You're picking up
another shipment.

It's nothing out
of the ordinary.

You got it?
All right, listen,
van Gogh.

All you got to do is get Ochoa
to show us the goods,

and then we will
take care of the rest.

You understand?

What... what are you
smirking at?

Huh?
Nothing. I just...
the no tie thing-- I like it.

You're starting to look
like you actually fit in.

Yeah, well,
don't get used to it, okay?

If we want him to talk,
we need him alive.

Yeah, I know.

Don't quote me to me.

Emilio, you're looking
sharp as usual.

What is-what is that, Armani?

That-that-that really look...

Or Zegna.
Which-which is...

Well, whatever
it is, though,

it really
looks great.

OCHOA:
You got what
we agreed on?

BASTILLE:
Yeah. Yeah.

Of course.
OCHOA: Okay, then.

Let's get on
with it.

(clears throat)

OCHOA:
Why are you sweating?

You nervous?

No. I... it's 110 degrees
out here,

and I've got
thin blood.

And I, uh...

didn't put deodorant on today.

The heat's just killing me, man.

Yeah, of course.

But business is good?

Oh, yeah. Yeah. It's booming.

Booming?

That's excellent.

I see you have new men.

Oh, yeah.

Their names?

Christopher

and Wallace.

You know, I didn't expect
to be meeting new people.

I-I won't do that again,
I guess.

BASTILLE:
Anyway, it's great to see you,

and, uh, so...

if we're...
if we're done here...

I don't like new people.

You know that.

I can't do this.

Freeze! HPD!

(heavy gunfire)

KONO:
There goes Ochoa!

I got him!

(gunfire stops)

(two gunshots)

DANNY:
What happened? Huh?

We needed him alive.
What happened?

He drew on me.
I had no choice.

I'm sorry, Danny.

Yeah, there's not going to be
a... a trial.

They said they'd pay for
the basic cost of the funeral,

but they won't do
the whole ceremony.

I know. I know. Me, neither.

(sighs)

All right, listen.

Um, I-I'll come by in a...
in a couple hours, okay?

Amy?

Yep.

I'm not done with this. I'm not.

I know you're not.

Neither are we, man.

We got you.

Coroner report's back.

Ballistics confirm
that the .45 on Ochoa

was the same gun
used to killed Meka.

And there's something else.

Check out
the circular marks

around the bullet holes.

Muzzle burns.

KONO:
According to the M.E.,

Kaleo had to be
in pretty close range

to leave marks
like that.
That's not self-defense.

Looks more like
an execution to me.

KONO:
So why didn't
Ochoa shoot

if Kaleo was that close to him?

Maybe Ochoa
didn't feel like Kaleo

was a threat,
because he knew him.

Hold on. Hold on.

Or it wasn't Ochoa's .45.

Kaleo...

Kaleo planted that gun on Ochoa
after he killed him.

Oh, that was mean.

I don't know how the hell
it happened.

Ochoa had me dead to rights.

I was just lucky
to get the first shot off.

DANNY:
Lucky?

You know...

it takes
a lot more than luck

to do what you did.

To pull off what
you pulled off.

I mean, I'm
actually impressed.

What are you
talking about?

What are you
doing here?

Let me ask you a question,
because...

I'm just curious--
with Ochoa dead

and this case closed,
does it bother you at all

that I.A. still thinks
Meka's the mole?

I mean, I don't want
to believe it, but if they got

evidence to prove...
Evidence.

Funny thing
about that.
What's this?

They're records
of wire transfers

from Ochoa to an
account in Singapore.

You see, Meka was on his way
to meet authorities there

to get them
to release the identity

of the account holder.

So? What's that got
to do with me?

Everything, considering
the account was yours.

Get the hell out
of my face, haole.

Case is over.
We got the guy.

You have been selling out
this department for months--

selling out
these guys--

to anybody willing
to pay the price.

All right?

And Meka found
out about it.

My friend found out about it,
so you shot him.

You shot him, and you
threw him in a fire pit.

Then you killed Ochoa,

and you planted
the gun on him

so it'd look like
he killed Meka.

And what you did--
look at me--

what you did was impressive

because you thought
you cleaned everything up,

but you made one mistake,
because you're stupid.

That's him.

You killed my friend.

Sit down.

Danny.

♪ ♪

I can give you a minute
to talk to them if you want.

No.

I've caused my wife and son
enough pain.

But thank you.

For keeping your word.

(indistinct conversations)

I found that last night.

The ceremony today,

all those people showing up--

it was lovely.

It meant everything.

Meka deserved it.

Thank you.

Come here.

(sighs)
You okay?

CAGE:
Mrs. Hanamoa?

The Honolulu Police Department
offers its deepest

and sincerest apologies
for your loss.

Your husband
will be remembered

for giving his life
in the line of duty

and protecting the island
of Oahu.

Detective Williams.

Sergeant Cage.

Hey, buddy.

I got something for you.

Hey, your dad was
a great, great man.

Okay, I want you to
remember that always, okay?

All right? Cool.

Oh. I'm glad they came.

(sighs)

Excuse me one second.

What are you guys doing here?

We came to pay our respects.

You all right?
Yeah.

Thank you.
All right.

Hey. Thanks.

(sighs)

I appreciate you being here.

I know you didn't know him.

I know you.

Thank you.

Come on.

Hi. Nice to meet you.