Hawaii Five-0 (2010–…): Season 2, Episode 7 - Ka Iwi Kapu - full transcript

CHRISTIAN: I don't think it's working.
Hold on.

All right.

Quiet, I'm rolling.

Ahem.

Halloween, All Hallow's Eve.

The fourth night in our search for
the huaka'i po, the Night Marchers.

Ghost warriors who roam the islands.

[BRANCHES RUSTLING]

KAT:
Something's in there.

I think we should go home.

CHRISTIAN:
Just a little longer, babe.



I'll protect you.

Wow, I feel super safe now.

[KAT GASPS]

Do you hear that?

CHRISTIAN:
It's probably a bird or something.

Come on.

This is Kulamanu Heiau,

an ancient temple and burial ground,

a sacred graveyard.

Locals consider trespassing
onto the grounds taboo.

There have been many sightings
of the Night Marchers up here.

So even though we may anger
the spirits protecting this heiau,

it's worth the risk.

KAT:
What is this?



CHRISTIAN:
Hey, maybe you shouldn't...

[KAT SCREAMING]

[THUMP THEN CHRISTIAN GRUNTS]

[CHRISTIAN AND KAT
SCREAMING]

KAT:
Christian!

No!

No, no.

Christian!

[THUMPS]

GIRL 1:
Trick or treat.

[CHILDREN CHATTERING]

MAN: Here you go.
GIRL 2: Thank you.

GIRL 3:
Thank you.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

GRACE:
Trick or treat!

Sorry?

Trick or treat?

It's Halloween.
She wants a treat.

Ohh. Uh, I really don't have anything.

I bet you do. Why don't you
just go look, find something.

MAN [ON TV]: Well, I don't know
if he's got the stamina.

He seems to be gassing out.

Don't look at me like that, please?

You know how amazing you look?
You look fantastic, okay?

It's gonna be great.
We're gonna get so much candy.

Will you trust me for once, please?
Thank you.

Here you go.
Happy Halloween.

Whatever.

What is this?

A little something for dad.

Come here. Get behind me.
What is this?

- You're giving alcohol to a kid?
- I didn't have anything.

Hold this. Listen to me.
How about six months,

- six months for distributing to a minor.
- Daddy, let's just go.

- I'm trying to be nice.
- I'll show you nice. Don't move.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Hello?

Okay, yes.
I'll be right there.

You are lucky.

Get inside. Close that door.
Beat it. Now.

I am very sorry.

I know we're supposed to go
trick-or-treating,

but Daddy just
got called to work, okay?

- I gotta take you back to Mom's.
- I'll get my stuff!

And I can tell you are just crushed,
shattered at the change of plans.

Really bummed, I can see.

[POLICE OFFICERS CHATTERING]

Hey, I'm sorry to interrupt
trick-or-treating.

DANNY: It's fine.
Grace was thrilled.

She hates that hotel.
I've got to find an apartment.

McGARRETT: Well, you found ten
apartments. None are good enough.

Well, it's called
taste and standards, buddy.

Go!

I'd like to. Thank you.

You're forbidden to be here.

It's like New Jersey.
Sleep it off, buddy, huh?

Uh, ahem. Hey, guys.

So we think there are two vics
buried up the trail,

Christian O'Connor
and Kat Forester,

two amateur documentarians who
were trying to film the Night Marchers.

What are the Night Marchers?

- Hawaiian ghost warriors.
- Yeah.

Oh, so, good.
So we have our suspects.

You know what?

Hey, don't laugh.
My grandfather saw them once.

- Saw the...?
- Yeah.

McGARRETT: Hey, Kono.
- Yeah?

- Who found the bodies?
- Roommate, over there.

She was supposed to meet them,
but was running late,

and by the time she got up there,
they were already dead and buried.

And technically,
she didn't find the bodies so much

as a hand sticking out
of a shallow grave. Spooky.

All right.
Where's Weston?

She had to change
into something more appropriate.

Meaning she was wearing
something inappropriate?

No, no, no. That's not what I said.

Kind of what you said.

Oh, she was wearing a costume.

- Please don't tell her I told you.
- You didn't. I guessed.

- Yeah. Right.
- Hey. Hey.

Okay, let's get started.

- You told them.
- They guessed.

- Okay.
- Oh, this is fascinating.

I was at a Halloween party.
What's so fascinating?

What's fascinating is that
you don't wanna tell us about it.

You're kind of being all secretive.
Kind of weird.

Oh, weird? Really?

Not secretive. No.
It's just my private life.

And I can have a private life
like you all have.

Why are you staring at me?

Uh, because I am just imagining who
Lori Weston's alter ego might be. Uh...

Wonder Woman?

No.

Slutty Wonder Woman?

LORI:
Stop it, Danno.

McGARRETT:
Chin,

what've we got?

Search of the surrounding area
hasn't turned up anything yet.

Hmm. Okay, I don't wanna
state the obvious,

but I just think that maybe we'll do
better if we look where the hand is.

We have to wait
for the priest.

- Why?
- Because this is a heiau.

An ancient Hawaiian temple.

We have to wait
for the kahu to bless us

and ask for the spirit's permission
before we can enter.

Oh.

Okay, well, let me just get this
straight so I understand.

There's a crime scene right there.

Forensic evidence is degrading,
but we are gonna wait for a priest

to tell us that the magic ghost says
it's okay for us to check it out?

Mm-hm. It's their culture.
You just have to respect it.

That's a beautiful thought,
Wonder Woman.

But I think the spirits
will make an exception

so that we can catch
a murderer. No?

Really?
Gloves are going on?

- You're making a mistake.
- Well, I think I'll take my chances.

KONO:
They're gonna be here soon.

I got it. All right?

Got a woven leather bracelet.

The roommate identified it
as the male victim's.

Got a lot of footprints.

Ah!

Everybody, I have found
an ancient Hawaiian artifact.

Look at that. Huh?

Maybe they got a picture
of their killer. Evil spirits,

are they gonna come
and curse me now or what?

Do not.

You should've waited
for the priest, buddy.

Shut up.

Well, because it says
"utilities included." Okay?

And everybody knows
that satellite television is a utility.

No?

Well, a good day to you, sir.

You're out of your mind, Danny.

Listen, I have lived in squalor
for way too long.

I'm gonna get what I want
at a reasonable price,

and I won't pay any move-in fees.
That does not make me crazy.

What makes you crazy

is thinking it's okay to trample
all over a sacred burial ground.

Here we go.

- I'm an insensitive jerk.
- I didn't say you were a jerk.

"Insensitive" is accurate,
yeah, Danny.

- It's embarrassing, Stephen.
- You know what?

And you cannot treat
people's beliefs like a joke.

Danny, a heiau is an incredibly
important part of Hawaiian culture.

And investigating a crime scene
is very important to my job.

All right, and if you want H.P.D.
To cooperate with us,

you can't disrespect
their religion, man.

How would you feel if someone
desecrated a church?

I personally wouldn't care.
I wouldn't care, okay?

But that's a good question,
because guess what.

- It's not the same thing.
- It's exactly the same thing.

But you don't believe
in any of that anyway, right?

Can we please not have
this conversation?

Because generally, it
doesn't go very well.

- Good.
- Okay, in history, it doesn't go well.

Okay, fine.

I mean, no afterlife.
No higher power.

- No nothing.
- Okay, okay, okay.

I think that people make stuff up
to make themselves feel better.

How's that?

- Wow.
- Don't "wow" me.

No, I mean, it's just...

- Wow.
- Okay, listen. Okay?

I believe what I see in front of my face.
Sometimes, I don't even believe that.

But if it makes you feel any better,
next time I will pretend, okay?

McGARRETT: Wow.
- Don't "wow" me!

Chin, anything?

That camera was recording
as the murders took place,

but it seems
our killer was camera shy.

Not a single shot of him.

But we did find something
interesting. Look at this.

It's worth the risk.

KAT:
What is this?

CHRISTIAN:
Hey, maybe you shouldn't...

[KAT SCREAMS]

That bag.
Wasn't at the scene.

[CHRISTIAN AND KATE SCREAMING]

I wonder what was in that bag.

There are
ancient skeletal remains there.

Wait a minute.
You think grave robbers?

Could be. Unscrupulous collectors
would pay a lot for the artifacts there.

Okay, so, these two kids
surprise him,

and he kills them because he
wants to keep his secret.

Maybe. There could be
something in this section,

something the camera picked up
but we can't see right now.

Kono, have Fong dig through this,
see what he comes up with.

Danny and I are gonna go
and talk to Max.

The female vic died of blunt force
trauma to the head.

Most likely killed by the very shovel
that buried her.

Your male victim
had dirt and debris in his lungs.

Unfortunately, he was buried alive.

You know, Keanu,
Halloween was yesterday.

You're aware of that, right?

What? Oh, yes,

I came directly to work
after a costume party.

Come on. You don't
secretly have this thing

where you love dressing up
like you're in The Matrix?

The two concepts
are not mutually exclusive.

All right, Max,
what do we got here?

Well, I have some good news
and weird news.

Take a look at this.

See the marks under her right eye.

Fingerprint bruising.

Okay, he grabbed her face.

Exactly. And when he did that,
he very kindly left a print.

A nice one on the right lens.

I ran it through the system
and found a match.

A man by the name
of Greg Straithan.

Nice work, Max.
I'm impressed.

Now the weird news.
Our suspect, Greg Straithan

is dead.

KONO:
Greg Straithan,

nice long sheet.

Burglary two, criminal trespass.

Did three years at Chino
in California for assault.

Looks good for a suspect.

Except for the part
where he's not actually alive.

How'd he die?

Shot, killed
in his apartment last week.

His girlfriend, Nikki Royce,
admitted to it.

She has a history of mental illness,
on a psych hold at Okalani Hospital.

Okay, this says
she shot him in the face.

Yeah, with a shotgun.

Okay, so, no dental records. Right?

No face to identify him.

And with the girlfriend's confession,
I'm sure they didn't print the body.

- What are you getting at?
- Good way to fake your own death.

Unless you think a dead person
slapped our victim in the face.

Then the girlfriend
was definitely in on it, right?

So let's go talk to her.
Lori, I could use your profiling skills

to determine if she's crazy
or just acting crazy.

There's a question
that we haven't asked yet.

Somebody got shot
at Straithan's apartment.

So if not him, then who?

Whoever it is, he's buried
in Straithan's grave.

I'll start paperwork
for an exhumation.

In the meantime, if Straithan is alive
and he's been walking around all week,

maybe our victims
had some prior interaction.

So, Kono, see if the roommate
recognizes him, okay?

ANGELA:
I've never seen him.

Sorry.

Do you think he did it?

He's someone we're looking into.

How are you handling all this?

Oh, you know, not great.

Worst part is I lost
both my roommates, and I'm all alone.

I've never lived by myself before.

So your friends, they never told you
about anyone threatening them

or scaring them
this past week?

Well, there was that one
weird guy up at the heiau.

What weird guy?

Somebody was bothering them
a few nights ago.

Christian tried to make him go away,
and he fell and hit his head on a rock.

Kat said he was bleeding really bad.

CHIN HO: Hey.
- Hey.

- Anything?
- Not yet.

I was hoping since it hadn't rained
the past few days we'd get lucky.

Did you get the warrant yet
to exhume Straithan's grave?

No, I'm still working on it.

If you find his blood,
it'll help convince the judge he's alive.

Yeah.

[SPEAKS IN HAWAI IAN]

No problem, sistah.

The kapuna like you.

- You hitting Pops later?
- Yeah.

- Waves should be firing.
KONO: See you there.

Kono, check this out.

That's blood.

KONO:
Roommate was right.

Looks like someone took a nasty fall.

LORI: This isn't the first time Nikki
Royce was committed for mental issues.

As a teenager, she was hospitalized
with an eating disorder.

All right.

So the Halloween party
you went to, who threw it?

- Oh, just a friend.
- Oh.

Go by yourself?

GUARD:
This is it.

Don't let her get too close to you.
She is a scratcher.

NIKKl: And I said he will not go back
into the chicken anymore.

You can't make me.

- The chicken?
- Kitchen! Kitchen!

There are bugs.
There are bugs.

[NIKKI SPEAKING INCOHERENTLY]

So, Nikki, we need to talk to you
about Greg, okay?

The lights.

There's something in the lights.

It stabs you.

- Nikki, talk to us about Greg.
NIKKl: No.

No, I can't. No, no.
No, I can't.

- I can't.
- Well, we know he's alive.

What, you guys faked his death.
You pretend to be crazy.

And took a chance the hospital will
discharge you in a couple years, right?

Oh. Thank God. Thank you.

Thank you so much.

Okay, no one will believe me.

All right, well, where is he?

He comes at night and talks to me.

Ah.

You've gotta tell them.

They won't believe me.

- I shot him.
- Who'd you shoot? Who'd you kill?

Greg!

And then he came back.

He's haunting me.

Can you help me, please?

I just want him to go away
so I can get some sleep.

Please?

Okay, so your
professional assessment,

is she just a great liar?

In the course of five minutes,
we witnessed aphasia,

dermatillomania,
paranoia, vivid hallucinations.

My professional assessment,
she's off her rocker.

A little bit.
But is she telling the truth?

Did she shoot Straithan?

She thinks so.
But there's no way to tell

if she shot him or somebody else.

Get Danny on the phone.
Meet him in Straithan's apartment,

and maybe Forensics
can tell us who she actually killed.

The apartment was available
15 minutes ago, and now it's rented?

Are you trying to shake me down?
I'm a cop. How about that?

Hello?

If you're looking for an apartment,

I think there's one available
in this building.

Oh uh... That's nice, but I think it's
a little rich for my blood. Thank you.

You'll have to take the stairs.
Something is wrong with the elevator.

Of course something's wrong
with the elevator. I'm cursed.

DANNY:
Ah. Hey.

So? What've we got?

Well, plenty of blood to test,
as you can see.

Luckily the crime scene
cleaners are backed up.

We'll compare the blood spatter DNA
to the DNA from his hair.

If they match each other,
Straithan's dead.

If not, he's probably our killer.

His landlord was just telling me
about Straithan's habits.

- How are you?
- Good.

- This a two-bedroom?
- Yeah.

Did Straithan seem like the kind of guy
that would fake his own death?

He was secretive.
I wasn't sure what he did for a living.

Always paid for everything with cash.

Huh. This is nice.
This carpet, this rug here.

What is this? This Berber?

- Yeah.
- Ah.

Thought so.

Did he ever seem like he was afraid,
maybe he was hiding from somebody?

Oh, I don't think so.
He was a pretty intimidating person.

This is very nice.
Italian marble?

You know, by law, you have
to disclose if there was a murder here.

You'll have to cut the rent in half.

- You think?
- Yeah. At least.

Most people won't even rent
a place if there's been a violent crime.

You know, bad mojo, stuff like that.

Me, personally, I never minded
a little bit of blood.

Chin just got the warrant
to dig up Straithan's grave.

ATTENDANT: The last time I saw
that casket, he was in there.

All right, but you are certain it was
Greg Straithan's body?

I only know what I was told.

I'm not gonna get in trouble
for this, am I?

You're manipulating a landlord

into renting you a dead guy's
apartment at a cut rate. Is that right?

- Absolutely.
- That's interesting.

It's the move, babe.

All the Homicide detectives back home
have the nicest pads. I'm telling you.

Let me just go on record
by saying I think it's wrong

to disturb someone's
final resting place.

Okay, noted, on record.
Now crack it open.

Okay, wait a minute.
This gravesite was undisturbed.

Is there any sign anybody
messed with this?

No. Not a thing.

Then I am completely at a loss
as to how to explain this.

I have either good news or bad news,
depending on where you stand.

Your dead suspect is, in fact, dead.

Why? What'd you find?

Well, the two DNA samples
from Greg Straithan's apartment,

the blood from the murder scene,

and his hair from his brush,
they matched.

Okay, so unless Straithan
reanimated as a zombie,

he is definitely and simply dead.

Well, considering
his head wasn't intact,

reanimating as a zombie would
be completely impossible.

Right.

Now for the curveball.

The blood that Kono
found at the heiau.

Well, it belonged
to an unknown subject.

Didn't match Straithan, the victims,
or anybody in the system.

[CELL PHONE BEEPS]

Chances are that blood
belongs to our killer.

Hey, it's Kono.

Fong found something on the
camcorder, she's going to see him.

I isolated the footage from the point
the camera goes airborne.

It took some doing,

but after de-multiplexing,
and de-interlacing the segment,

I enhanced and highlighted
each frame.

That's a duffel bag.

Camera went right over it.

Good news is

the bag was open.

That look like a hand to you?

Yeah. And I bet
it belongs to Greg Straithan.

That would explain how his fingerprint
showed up on the victim.

He wasn't at the heiau,
but his fingers were.

So Kat gets knocked over.
She falls face first into the bag.

Fingerprint transfers onto her glasses.

What I can't explain is how
his hand ended up five miles

from where he
was supposed to be buried.

It's because the killer wasn't
stealing anything from the heiau.

He was hiding something.

I bet I know where the rest
of Straithan is. Thanks, Fong.

[CHANTING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

Oh, great. There's Gabby.
Did you know she'd be here?

- You should've told me if you did.
- I did not.

But that's not gonna help you, bud.

- You should just be yourself.
- Shut up. Shut up.

Hey, Gabby.

What are you doing here?

Um, the Burial Council sent me
to ensure the iwi is protected.

Right, right, the iwi.

- That's the bones.
- I know that.

Protecting the cultural significance
of this site is very important to Daniel.

DANNY:
Yeah.

Don't you have someone
to go shoot?

Nope. Nope.

Hey, I heard you guys
had a lovely dinner.

We did. It was lovely.

I had a great time. Yeah.

Hey, Grace really wants to go
to the museum,

and I thought I could bug you
for a private tour, so...

I would love to meet Grace.

Good.

Dr. Asano, we're planning on using
ground-penetrating radar

to locate Straithan's remains.

It uses high-frequency EM wave
to see beneath the ground.

That way we won't have to
indiscriminately dig everything up.

I'm sure the Council
will be grateful for your efforts.

CHIN HO:
Danny!

Somebody threw a rock
through your window.

I know. It happened the night of
the murders, Chin. Keep up, babe.

No, bruddah. The other one.

How does this even happen?

Maybe it's a consequence
of dismissing

an entire culture's spiritual beliefs.

Oh, right, a ghost.

A ghost busted my windows.
Is that really what you believe?

What we believe
is that our ancestors are here with us,

as much as they were
when they were alive.

Okay, okay.

Let me ask you a question.
H.P.D. Secured this area, correct?

Yes, they closed the access road
down the night of the murder.

Okay, so let's just imagine
for a moment

that a living, breathing human being
did this to my car.

I know it's crazy.
Let's just imagine it.

How is it that they got here, came in,
left, nobody said anything? Twice.

- Go ahead.
- He never left.

The homeless guy.
He told us not to come in here

- the night of the murder.
- It would explain the roommate's story

about the man who accosted
the victims a few nights prior.

So, what are we saying?
Our killer lives here?

I know where I would hide.

You know, if I was homeless,
living in Hawaii,

there's about 96,000 places
I'd choose to live before this one.

McGARRETT:
Well, it's private,

natural protection
from the elements.

Access to the heiau.

DANNY:
Okay.

You know, it's really easy
to get lost in here.

Probably knows exactly
where he's going.

You just need to know where to look.

Oh, that helps me.

Ancient Hawaiian burials
tend to be no more than a meter deep.

Okay. So anything above or below
this marker's most likely our guy.

Oh, got something here.

What is that,
about two meters down?

Looks like we found
the rest of Greg Straithan.

Oh, hold on. There's another one
on the other side of the field.

ASANO: What?
TECH: Two-and-a-half meters down.

I thought there was only one body.

LORI:
Supposed to be.

Looks like multiple hits here.

You have three or four down there.

WOMAN:
Got something.

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

Okay, I'm gonna need a radio.

LOR [OVER RADIO]: Steve, we've
got more than one body down here.

Say again.

It looks like dozens all over the heiau.

I've seen this before. It might be
the dumping ground of a serial killer.

[CRACKLING]

DANNY:
Whoa, whoa, whoa.

I got blood. And a lot of it.

I got the white bag from the video.

And it's empty, Danny.

Whoa, whoa, hey! Hands up.
Put your hands up right now.

Drop the weapon.

I warned you not to come here.

Drop the weapon right now.
Get on your knees.

On your knees.

Hands behind your head,
interlock your fingers.

You angered the spirits.

I know.
That's what I keep hearing.

McGARRETT:
Let's go.

Your name is Samuel Lee.

You're a combat veteran.
Vietnam.

How long you been homeless,
Sammy?

All right.

We're testing this bag right now.
It had a severed hand in it.

Wanna tell us how it got in there,
help yourself out?

No, it was empty when I found it.

It was contaminating the heiau.

Pretty nasty gash
you got on your forehead.

Wanna tell me how it happened?
Keep in mind,

I already know the answer.

They were trespassers.

Too many people.

Too many people treading
on the iwi of the tupuna.

And you attacked these two kids,
and they fought back.

And you fell down and hit your head
on a rock. That what you mean?

- They were desecrating the 'aina.
- So you beat them to death

- with a shovel?
- No!

I warned them to stay away,
like I warned you.

But they wouldn't listen.

Do you always protect the heiau?

It wants me to protect it.

It needs me to keep its secrets.

Just like it keeps your secrets,
right, Samuel?

I mean, it's a perfect place
to dump a body.

No one would ever dare look there.

No. No.
The land is sacred.

[SAMUEL SPEAKS IN HAWAIIAN]

- They're being punished.
- By evil spirits and blah, blah, blah.

What about the rock
that hit my window?

Was that an evil spirit, too?

- No. I think that was you, Sammy.
- You needed to learn respect!

What happens to people that don't
respect the heiau?

They open the door.

The dead will be looking for you now.

He's clearly disturbed,
but I don't like him for this.

What's not to like? I mean,
he had the bag from the crime scene,

admits to jumping those kids,

and he is obsessed with keeping
people out of the heiau.

Which begs the question, would he
ever dig it up to bury bodies?

I don't think so.

We're looking for a serial killer.
Someone organized, meticulous.

He does not fit the profile at all.

I'm not convinced it is a serial killer.
Where does Greg Straithan fit in?

We know who killed him, right?
Nikki Royce.

Why would a serial killer bury
an already dead body

in his dumping ground?

MAX:
I think we can explain.

All told, there were 32 different victims
dismembered and buried at the heiau.

They all died within the past two years.

We've already identified three of them
through the DNA database.

James Yamamoto, Chuck Anderson,
and Emma Kirkland.

Here's the interesting part.

Emma died in a car accident,
Chuck had a brain aneurysm,

and James died of a heart attack.
Anyone care to venture a guess

as to what they all have in common?

- Well, none of them were murdered.
FONG: Exactly.

Meaning we don't have a serial killer
on the island.

And every single body
had a specific part missing.

Very precise surgical work.

Whoever did this definitely
had medical experience.

Okay, well, that rules out
Samuel Lee completely.

Plus, the blood you guys found
on his machete and at his campsite:

Wild boar.
He'd just killed dinner.

Okay, so what parts
were missing exactly?

Well, the ligaments and tendons
from major joints,

the elbows, knees, wrists,
were all removed postmortem.

On a hunch, I had Fong test
the duffel bag

for evidence of liquid nitrogen.

All over the inside of the bag.

I don't know what that means.

Liquid nitrogen is utilized by
biotech firms to freeze donor tissues.

Most of the organs have to be
harvested from living bodies.

However, there are some tissues

that can be harvested from cadavers
up to 48 hours after death.

Okay, so, our guy steals dead bodies.
He cuts off the parts that he needs

then dumps the bodies back in the
heiau where no one will look.

Exactly.
We're not looking for a serial killer.

We're looking for a businessman
who's selling cadaver parts

on the black market.

H.P.D. Has no active investigation
into the body parts trade.

However, nationwide,
it's a booming business.

Cadaver tissue can be used
in anything from ACL surgery

to filling in wrinkles.

All right, they make a profit by
giving the tissue away,

but charging huge shipping fees.

I mean, an ACL alone
can cost five grand.

We also found another commonality
between the three identified bodies.

They all had their funerals and burials
at the same place.

Makaha Memorial Park and Mortuary.

Might sound familiar. It's where
we dug up Straithan's casket.

That's how he's getting
his hands on the bodies.

He intercepts them
before they go in the ground.

And according to the families,

our friendly mortuary attendant
helped them through their grief.

His name's Tyler Mitchell.

No wonder he was so unhappy
about us exhuming Straithan's grave.

He knew it was empty all along.

He's got a record.
Extortion and fraud.

If he killed Kat and Christian,
we can add murder to that list.

McGARRETT:
Tyler Mitchell! Five-0!

LORI: I'm moving.
McGARRETT: Move!

CHIN HO:
Mitchell's car is still out front.

He's working late.

He's got a lot of bodies to hack up.

Okay, we need to split up.
Chin, take the second floor.

DANNY: I'll go around the back.
- Lori, take the basement.

- I got this floor. Be careful.
- Got it.

[FLUIDS SUCTIONING]

Oh, my God.

Steve, I found Tyler Mitchell.
He's dead.

No, don't bother with the ambulance.
It's way too late for that.

I'm pretty sure
he's been embalmed alive.

Whoever killed him
went through his files, too.

McGARRETT:
Lori! Lori!

Hey, Lori. Hey.

You all right?

Easy, easy, easy.
Don't move so fast. Take it easy.

Oh, damn it.
He got the drop on me. Sorry.

McGARRETT: Don't say sorry.
He could've killed you.

- You okay?
- Ohh. Yeah.

- Yeah.
- You sure?

Steve, don't look so concerned.
I'm fine.

Really, I'm fine.

CHIN HO:
Hey, Danny's checking it out,

but it looks like the son of a bitch
got out in a service elevator.

He's gone.

Embalmed alive.

Not how I wanna go out.

Looks like Tyler's not our killer.

No, but he was working with him.
Found these client files.

I think our killer was actually
trying to get rid of evidence.

But Lori interrupted him.

Didn't get everything though.

Wait, what evidence?

Well, his body supplier for one.

And that all the bodies came
out of Kapana General.

All signed out by the same
charge nurse, Jacob Garrison.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Kono, what've you got?

KONO: Sending over Garrison's
D.M.V. Photo now.

DANNY:
I got it.

He's been charge nurse
at Kapana General

for about four years.
Financials were a mess until recently.

Credit card and student loan debt
totaling over a hundred grand.

And then six months ago,
he pays everything off.

That's a lot of tendons.

McGARRETT:
Send H.P.D. To Kapana General.

Already done. Supervisor said Garrison
skipped his shift today.

He's not home either.

However, a year ago,

he bought a piece of property
out near Barber's Point.

Very nice. Nice and remote.
Perfect place to hack up bodies.

McGARRETT:
No one.

Wall.

- You smell that?
DANNY: Some sort of chemical.

McGARRETT:
Oh, wait, wait.

It's formaldehyde.

It's highly flammable
and it's everywhere.

LORI: Drop it!
CHIN HO: Hands where I can see them!

Hands where I can see them!

McGARRETT:
Garrison!

Hey, hey, don't do it.
Just don't do it.

- Keep away from me.
McGARRETT: Just close the lighter.

Close the lighter.
Just close the lighter. Okay, close it.

DANNY:
Hey. No, no, no.

No, Garrison.
Don't do it, okay?

McGARRETT: Close the lighter,
Garrison. Just close the lighter.

DANNY:
Garrison! No, no, no!

[SCREAMING]

Run! Everybody out now!
Go, go, go!

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Seriously, uh, all you have
is paper or plastic?

Yeah, well, that's the old me.

The new me is gonna
buy a steak knife.

- Ooh.
- Maybe even a pot. Maybe a pan.

- Hey.
- Hey, this is the last of it.

What are you, a monk?
You hardly have anything.

You are not done.
Here you go.

- What's this for?
- This is a paintbrush.

And this is a can of lavender tulip
for Grace's bedroom.

Please don't get anything
on the baseboards. Thank you.

This is a very large mattress.

What you planning on doing
on this very large mattress?

Please, watch the walls, boys.
The second bedroom on the left.

Trust you to find the only mattress
place on the island that doesn't deliver.

Only you could do that.

They deliver.
It just costs an extra 50 bucks.

You only cost me a beer.

- Hey.
- Welcome.

- Just the last of the paperwork to sign.
- All right.

- Everything looks great.
- Oh, good.

I was gonna ask you
about the pet deposit,

if I need to put that.

Because my daughter wants a dog.

Oh, I'm sorry.
We have a strict no pet policy.

What about the old lady?

What old lady?

The old lady with the big dopey hat
and the little dog. She was gardening.

She told me the elevator was busted,
which you're gonna fix, right?

It sounds like you're
describing Mrs. Kekoa.

Okay, Mrs. Kekoa.

Well, Mrs. Kekoa died five years ago.
She fell down the elevator shaft.

McGARRETT:
Okay.

Hey.

Bed's all set up. What else?

Uh...

Yeah, we're gonna leave.

KONO & McGARRETT: What?
- Pack it up.

- Pack it up.
- "Pack it up"?

Pack it up. Pack it up.
Pack it up!

Hey, Danny! Wait a minute.
Where you going?

Danno, wait up!