Hawaii Five-0 (2010–…): Season 2, Episode 9 - Ike Maka - full transcript

[SIRENS WAILING]

OFFICER 1 [OVER RADIO]:
One Bravo, 142,

in pursuit of a possible Code 10 vehicle

heading westbound
on the Bishop Street.

DISPATCH: All units, be advised,
One Bravo, 142 is in pursuit.

Units to respond in two or less.

Unit, for the watch commander,

do you have a suspect description
for the responding units?

OFFICER 1: That's a negative.
He took off before we could approach.

As of now,
we are chasing the taillights.

Suspect is now inside the shipyard.



I need containment
around the perimeter.

Responding units, be advised
I am now on foot.

DISPATCH: Responding units,
the handling unit is now on foot.

[OFFICERS CHATTERING]

OFFICER 1: Spread out.
He has to be here somewhere.

Sarge! Sarge, I got tire tracks.

He must have ditched the car in one of
these containers. Let's get them open.

OFFICER 1:
This is the car.

No sign of the driver.

- Yes, sir. More down here.
- What you got?

My God.

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING
ON TV]

WOMAN [ON TV]: Gold savings
accounts, gold investment accounts,

gold IRA accounts,



U.S. Coins, international coins,
certified coins.

DANNY:
I was watching that.

Through the blanket?

Oh, well, I was listening, anyway.

Because there's nothing
more soothing

than the sound of somebody trying
to sell you gold coins, right?

I need something to
block out the sound of the ocean,

because the waves keep crashing over
and over and over again, Stephen.

Some would say it's a
relaxing sound, Danny.

Yes, some people would.

Others, like myself, would say
it's Hawaiian water torture.

Okay? Two weeks now.
I can't take it anymore.

Okay,

you know I don't mind you crashing
here until you find a place, right?

I appreciate that.

Okay, but I can't sleep
with the TV on.

Can't sleep with the TV off.

And we discussed that
before you moved in.

Yeah, we did. I think I remember that
it's McGarrett House Rule Number 32.

"No TV after midnight."

I'm sorry the hotel didn't
work out for you.

Wait a minute.
The hotel didn't not work out, okay?

It became infested with black mold.

There's a difference,
that's a sign from God.

But I have become accustomed
to doing things a certain way.

- Yeah, I know.
- Okay.

Your way is completely insane.
It's nuts.

Who can take a shower
in under three minutes?

Have you ever heard of a
Navy shower, Danny?

No! Where do you think I would've
heard of a Navy shower?

Three minutes is a luxury
in a Navy shower, Danny.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

McGarrett.

On the way.

What's up?

Put your pants on.
We're going to work.

[CHATTERING]

McGARRETT:
Who's the mummy?

How's it coming, Max?

Well, based on my
preliminary examination,

it appears that the cause of death was
a single gunshot wound to the chest.

There was no exit wound,

so I will be able to recover the bullet
and send it to ballistics.

No wallet was found on the victim,
though, so I'm attempting to f...

Oh. Hello, gentlemen.

How nice of you to arrive.

Max, you okay? Something wrong?

As I was saying,
I'm attempting to get his fingerprints,

but it seems that all of his fingerprints
have been sanded off.

We will have to find another way
to identify him.

Interesting, even when fingerprints
are sanded down,

they grow back in a few weeks.

To keep them filed down to that level,
it takes a lot of time and effort.

Maybe our killer didn't want
this guy identified.

Yeah, if he's sanding down
his fingerprints,

just imagine what he did
to our vic's face.

Somebody went to a lot of trouble
to hide this guy's identity.

The question is, why?

Kono and I have been looking at the
muscle cars from the shipyard

to see if our vic's connected
to them.

Let me guess. They're not headed
to any dealership.

No. VIN plates were
popped off or filed down,

and containers were tagged
to ship to China and Japan.

A big market over there
for American muscle cars.

Victim may have pissed off
the car thieves.

Maybe. But why leave the body in the
trunk of one of their stolen cars?

Maybe they were gonna dump
the body with the ship at sea.

H.P.D. Has the cars.

We can head over there.
Maybe collect some evidence.

Find the car thieves,
we might find the killer.

Right now, I'd settle
for an ID on our vic.

[PIANO PLAYING]

Max.

LORI:
Max.

Good to see you, Agent Weston.

Good to see you, Max.

[WHISPERS]
He's ignoring us.

Um, you said on the phone
you got something for us?

I was able to recover a 9 mm
bullet from our victim's thoracic cavity

and send it over to Ballistics.

Okay, were they able to
find a match?

Yeah, did they get a match, Max?

Unfortunately, the search for a match
proved unsuccessful.

However, I did find something
very interesting

after I was able to remove
the victim's bandages.

- Hm.
- Please, follow me.

Great.

MAX:
Behold.

Note the sutures under the
eyes and the chin.

Those would be consistent
with recent implantations.

[IN NORMAL VOICE]
What kind of implantations?

- You mean plastic surgery, or...?
- Recently.

Since the sutures
haven't been removed.

Judging by the onset of rigor,

the work was probably done
around time of death.

Also note the numerous
surgical scars.

This man had work done on his
cheeks, his nose, and his brows.

His appearance was severely altered.

Well, maybe it wasn't the killer
who didn't want this guy identified.

Maybe it was the vic himself.

Right, great. So we have no way
to identify him?

That's not entirely true.

Any implant that goes in a human body
is marked with a serial number.

I could trace that serial number
back to the clinic that purchased them

and then use that information
to obtain an ID.

Of course, I'm still in the middle
of a full investigation,

so once I know more, I will let
you know.

Great. Thanks, Max.

- Thanks, Max.
- You're welcome, Agent Weston.

Anything to help a friend.

What did you do to him?

I'm sorry. What did I do...?
Why me?

Well, he's obviously
upset about something.

Evidently. You automatically
assume it's me. That's ridiculous.

Well, I know it wasn't me.

- You offend more people than I offend.
- I don't think that's true.

I'm gonna have to give you a timeout.
Let's get out of here.

We got a murderer to catch.
Come on.

'69 Camaro Z28.
The thieves had good taste.

Hey, didn't Uncle Keako
have one of these?

Mm-hm. Man, I loved that ride.

- That rusted out old thing?
- Mm-hm.

I couldn't believe he
let me take it to the prom.

Okay, I do not wanna hear about
your prom night.

It actually wasn't as glamorous
as you might think.

I ran out of gas and had to walk
five miles for a refill.

Smooth, coz.

Find anything?

Nothing. No prints, no tool marks.
These guys were pros. You?

Yeah. Come take a look.

Now all the cars match descriptions
of recently stolen vehicles,

except for the one
we found the victim in.

So you're thinking it wasn't stolen?

I don't know. Maybe the car
belonged to the vic.

That makes sense. He could've
gotten jacked. Fought back.

Only why leave the body?

What do we have in terms of leads?

Well, one thing these cars
all have in common is new parts.

Okay, so either they've
all been recently restored...

Huge coincidence.

- Or the car thieves had the work done
to make it harder for us to track them.

But it could be a way
to track our killers.

Let's go find out
who pimped these rides.

All right.

Whoo.

- Howzit?
- For you, pretty lady.

That'll be 100 bucks.

A hundred dollars?
For an air freshener.

No. For your information.
What I pay, you pay.

- And the air freshener?
- Threw that in for free.

Heh. Uh, thanks, I guess.

All right, what you got?

Aren't you gonna hang that up?

Oh, yeah.

Thanks, Kamekona, I always wanted
an air freshener that smells like

Spam Musubi?

Yeah. They call that fragrance line
Aromas of Hawaii.

I got Loco Moco for myself.

Mmm.

- Brah.
- Oh, yeah.

The manager does not know of any
'69 Camaros getting boosted.

But he know one bruddah
where you can get one.

Would this bruddah have a name?

Ken Nakoa.

Word is all you gotta do is get a
shopping list of the wheels you need.

A few days later...

He delivers your groceries.

Not mine. I wouldn't partake in such a
morally questionable arrangement.

Others don't have my
strength of character.

Of course.

Make sure that Ken Nakoa
gets this, ASAP.

1966 Ford Mustang. What's this?

It's our shopping list.

Shoots.

Thanks for the Spam.

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

It's Max.

Just be nice.

Hi, Max.

I was successfully able to remove
the implants from the victim

and trace the serial numbers
back to a manufacturer.

All right, that's really great.
Do they know who the buyer was?

The manufacturer confirmed they sent
the implants to Pukana La Clinic

from a Dr. Thomas James.
He's known to do excellent work.

Great. That's great. Excellent work.
Thank you very much. Great work.

Max, is it possible you're upset at us,
perhaps Danny, for some reason?

[PHONE LINE CLICKS]

Did he just hang up on us?

I think he did. Max? Yeah.

Definitely something you did.

McGARRETT:
You know this guy, doc?

Yeah, his name was Ryan Jackson.

I did the work on him myself about
two days ago. What happened?

That's what we're trying to figure out.

Right, so anything you could tell
us would be a great help.

Of course. Jackson wasn't our
normal patient. I can tell you that.

Well, in the world of elective surgery,
what defines normal, doc?

The amount of work, for starters.

People come here for small jobs:
Liposuction, Botox, maybe a facelift.

- But not Jackson?
- No.

Jackson came in specifically asking
for complete facial reconstruction.

I recommended rhinoplasty,
a brow lift,

insertion of cheek implants.
The works.

You didn't think it was
a little suspicious?

What if this guy was a murderer,
child molester? I don't know.

That's not my job.

That's not your job?
No, you just cash a check.

We're gonna need to see his files,
payment information, if that's all right.

- Oh, of course.
- Great.

I can get you his file,

but there's no payment information.
Jackson paid in cash.

- I'm sorry. Cash?
- It's not uncommon.

These surgeries are elective,
which aren't covered by insurance.

- Here's the file.
- Thank you.

Look, anything else you can remember
about Ryan Jackson?

Uh... Only that he left in a hurry.

I wanted him to stay overnight
after the procedure,

but when I went to recovery
to check on him, he was gone.

Look at this.

There's something about this address.
The numbers don't look right.

What do you mean?

Yeah, just as I thought.
The numbers are too high.

This address right here,
it'd put us in the middle of the ocean.

DANNY:
Well, that's not good.

Also, no photos?
No pre-op, post-op photos?

Normally we take them, but Jackson
asked that none be taken.

- Claimed it was a privacy issue.
- Excuse me. What are you doing?

Your Spidey senses tingling?
What's going on?

Did Jackson fill out his
paperwork right here?

Yeah, of course.

All of our clients fill out their intake
information here in the lobby.

- Cosmetic dentistry. So what?
- Flip it over.

DANNY:
Dr. Ryan Jackson, DDS.

What a coincidence.
His name is also Ryan Jackson.

- Our vic didn't use his real name.
- Pretty slick.

So who the hell is this guy?

[ENGINE REVS]

You guys owe me big time for this.

For what, a makeover?
You look hot. Now go mingle.

And try not to trip.

In six-inch heels?
Not making any promises.

One foot in front of the other, kid.

I still think Kono would have
looked way hotter in this outfit.

Sorry, sister, I did my time undercover.
Now it's on you.

Keep an eye out for Nakoa.

This place is a known hangout
for local muscle car owners.

It's in the middle of the
neighborhood where Nakoa works,

so he should be by pretty soon.

Okay, got it.

Okay, got him. Headed my way.

NAKOA:
Love to get a look under the hood.

How often do you use that line?

Wouldn't have thought you were
into whips by looking at you.

Oh, there's a lot of stuff I'm into
that might surprise you.

Oh, really. Like?

Like 350 horses.

That the 351 Windsor?

Uh-huh.
Get you to 60 in under six seconds.

NAKOA:
Moves fast.

I like to move fast.

Let's take it for a test drive,
see what she can do.

Yeah, okay. Get in.

She rides smooth.

Wait until you open her up.

Unlock the door!

Don't make me ask you again.
Come on! Come on!

You, out. Now!

Not you.

Drive. I said, drive.

NAKOA:
She bought it.

That's right.

[DOOR LOCKS]

- Whoa. What's going on?
- Everything locked up.

MASKED MAN:
Give it gas, man.

NAKOA: I'm trying. I don't know
what's going on!

What are we gonna do?

I can't get the door open!
The whole thing is stuck!

- The engine's going.
NAKOA: And it's the cops.

MASKED MAN: Damn!
NAKOA: We gotta get out of here, man.

It's a trap.

MASKED MAN:
Damn, man!

License and registration, please.

We figure you guys tried your car grab
scheme on this guy, and it went bad.

Right?

Then you stashed the body in the
trunk of one of the cars you stole.

Look, I've never seen
King Tut before in my life.

You expect us to believe that?

Well, I don't care what you believe.
It's the truth.

Doesn't care what we believe.
How about this, Nakoa? All right?

We saw the shopping list, yeah?

You steal cars. You stole that car.
There was a dead guy in the trunk.

So you talk to us, or you'll be talking to
a cellmate for the rest of your life.

You see how this works?

I knew it was too good to be true.

What are you talking about?

We saw that baby on the
side of Ala Moana,

keys still in the ignition,
pristine condition.

Just begging to get taken.
The whole thing felt weird.

You're lying.

I swear on my kids. We took it to
the docks and put it with the others.

Why didn't you check the trunk?

It was a rush job.
Didn't get a chance to paint it.

Cleared out the inside,
and stashed it.

Hey, it's a classic. I figured someone
would be asking for one eventually.

Find anything inside the car?

Only thing I found was a duffel bag
in the passenger seat.

Where's the bag now?

CHIN HO:
Nakoa's story checks out.

TOD has our vic dead
before the car was stolen.

Well, at least we still got Nakoa
on grand theft auto, right?

What do you got, Kono?
Anything interesting?

Yeah, we got three shirts,
three pairs of shorts.

Socks and three pairs of boxers.

Now we know our victim preferred
boxers to briefs, but still no ID.

That's not all.
I found this in the side pocket.

KONO: It goes to Room 235
of the Kalihi Motel.

I already reached out to the manager,
and the renter's name is Adam Raines.

- Could be our victim's real name.
- Yeah. Or our killer.

Good work.

Nice place.

Wonder if it comes in black mold.

Too soon?

- Little bit.
- Okay.

[DOOR OPENS]

No, it's okay. We're Five-0. Five-0.

It's okay.

What's your name?

Suzie Green. Where's Adam?

- Adam Raines?
- Yeah.

- How do you know Adam?
- He's my boyfriend.

Is he in some sort of trouble?
He's supposed to be back by now.

Suzie, do you know if Adam has had
any plastic surgery recently?

Yes. Why?

What? Has something
happened to Adam?

Yeah.

He loved that car.

Restored it himself.
That's how we met.

He started coming into the shop
I worked in to pick up parts.

After we started dating, he said he
would return stuff just to see me.

How long were you guys together?

A year-and-a-half.

He moved in with me
about a year ago.

We hadn't seen
each other much lately.

Why is that?

He worked on a cable ship,

laying underwater electric
cable across the Pacific.

He'd be gone a month,
home a week.

We tried to make it work
the best we could.

But then...

What? Something happened?

Yeah, about a week ago, he called me.
He left me this strange message.

Do you still have the message?
Can we hear it?

- Yeah. Listen.
- Thanks.

ADAM: Suzie, it's me.
I made a big mistake.

We have to move
as soon as possible.

There's someone out here.
I think my past caught up with me.

I can't talk now. I'll explain everything
later. Call me back. I love you.

I called him back.

He said he was getting off the ship
in a few days and to meet him here.

When I saw him, he was so scared.

He told me to stay put
and that he'd be back soon.

That's the last time I saw him.

Do you have any idea what he meant
by his past catching up with him?

I'd always assumed that he had
some sort of trouble with the law,

but he never wanted to talk about it.
So I learned not to ask.

You have to understand. Adam was
the gentlest man in the world.

So when he told me
something happened on the ship,

and we had to go, I said, okay.

Suzie, listen, do you have
a photo of Adam?

What he looked like
before the surgery?

Yeah.

Can you think of any reason
why Adam would have plastic surgery?

No.

No, he just said he would
look different when he came back,

but he promised to tell me everything
as soon as we were safe.

Okay, and then you were just gonna
go with him, no questions asked?

If the person you loved had to move
across the world, what would you do?

McGARRETT:
What do you think?

Something happened on that
cable ship that set this guy off.

Let's go find out what it was.

[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]

Gentlemen, Cory Sampson.
Welcome to the Triumph.

- Thank you.
- Thanks.

Not much I can tell you
about Adam Raines.

He'd only been working here
shy a year.

Quiet guy, kept to himself.
Hard worker.

Could've made it a career
if he'd stuck around.

No complaints?

Never missed a shift until he wasn't on
the milk run today.

I assume since you're here,
he's in trouble.

Adam Raines is dead, sir.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Well, you don't seem very surprised.

Ships like this, hardly in port,
always at sea,

they've been known to attract
the occasional drifter.

Yeah, the middle of nowhere
is a good place to hide.

Not the type to file notice.

When one takes off, I just assume
they started running again.

All right, any mishaps
on the rig recently?

Perhaps one that would
send Adam running?

Incidents happen all the time out here.
This isn't exactly a cruise ship.

Maybe he got into a beef with
somebody that followed him off the rig.

Anybody else not come back
this morning?

Everyone else is accounted for.

All right, listen, you got a crew list
or something that can show us

the people that
left the same time Adam did?

Sure thing. The list is in my office.

Adam left on shore leave
five days ago.

It looks like Billy Murphy
hopped on that chopper last minute.

Who is Billy Murphy?

Adam's roommate. Punk from Boston.
Got here a few weeks ago.

All right, we need to talk to him.

What's this?

Well, it turns out Adam Raines
isn't our vic's real name.

So I'm looking through facial
recognition to see if I can get a match.

Any luck searching the house?

No, the place was cleaned out.
No pictures, no personal items.

- Even the fridge was empty.
- Hm.

Our vic didn't wanna leave a trail.

Looks like we got a hit.

- U.S. Marshals.
- Identity is classified.

Who is this guy?

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

One second.

Hey, Lori, what do you got?

LORI: I just got off the phone with
a friend at the U.S. Marshals office.

Our vic's name
was Jimmy Sheehan.

Who's Jimmy Sheehan?

CHIN HO:
According to the Marshals,

he's a proud member of the
Witness Protection Program.

Sheehan was an auto mechanic from
Boston and one of three witnesses

to a murder
committed by Mickey O'Hara.

Also known as "Lucky" Mickey O'Hara
with the Boston Irish mob.

LORI:
Head of L Street Crew.

O'Hara was convicted of
killing a man

on Castle Island, in South Boston,
three years ago.

Yeah, it turns out Sheehan's
testimony put O'Hara away.

And after the trial, the three witnesses
were put into WitSec

and then moved to Arizona.

Let me guess. The witness protection
did not prove to be very protective.

No. The other two men
were dead within a year.

After that, Sheehan left the system,

- until he resurfaced under the name...
- Adam Raines.

Good work, guys.

Sheehan and his roommate,
they're both from Boston.

Maybe Murphy was sent out here to
find Sheehan.

Could be a retaliation hit.

All right, apparently somebody
packed in a hurry.

How many ways off this ship?

Only way off
is the way you came on.

McGARRETT:
Hey, that's Murphy.

MURPHY:
Get up there! Move!

DANNY:
Billy Murphy.

Back off, or I'll cut his throat.

Okay. Calm down.
I just wanna talk. That's all.

I'm not talking to anybody.
Now back the hell up.

DANNY: I'm not moving. I just wanna
talk to you. Just have a conversation.

Let the guy go.

Not gonna happen, brother.

DANNY: Don't do anything stupid, okay?
Look at me, right here. Right here.

MURPHY:
Hey!

How about now, brother?
Can we talk now?

McGARRETT:
Get up. Let's go.

DANNY:
Please, please, please trust me.

This is gonna be a whole lot easier
if you tell us about Jimmy Sheehan.

Aren't we outside your jurisdiction?

He's not the smartest guy, is he?

Yeah, you're right, Murphy.

These are international waters. Okay?

Which means, we're bound to the laws
of the flag that the ship flies.

Which is what, Daniel, again?

- Chinese.
- Oh, yeah. It's Chinese.

That's good. Because that means,
out here,

we're not actually members
of law enforcement.

Which also means we're not bound by
silly little rules like due process.

So, that's fine with me if that's
the way you wanna go.

- No. That's not the way.
- What? Why not?

- Nobody's around.
- It's not the way.

Please, trust me. That's an ugly way.
We can help each other, I believe.

- Help?
- Yes, help.

- How?
DANNY: I'll tell you how.

We checked the satellite phone
of the ship.

We know that you made some calls
to the 617.

- That's Boston, right?
- Yeah.

I can only imagine
you were calling a loved one.

We can help you by letting them know
that you are now in custody

and that you are fully cooperating
with the police.

McGARRETT: It's ringing.
- I got it.

No, no, no. Wait.
Wait, I'll talk. I'll talk. I'll talk.

[LINE RINGING]

- Come on.
- The man wants to talk.

DANNY:
All right, then talk.

Look, I never wanted to
start anything.

I owe 30 large to L Street. Bad bets.
I came out here to hide,

make some money, you know.
Pay them off before they found me.

All right, so then you
recognized Sheehan?

Not right off. It took me two weeks to
figure it out, but eventually.

It's not every day someone
takes down the Mickey O'Hara.

Everybody at home knows Jimmy.

So you called back home, and what?
You arrange a visit?

I did what I had to do. They said they
were sending out some guys.

I flew out to O'ahu to meet them.

I told them where to find Jimmy,
and they cleared my debt. That's it.

All right, you said guys. What guys?

CHIN HO:
John and Simon O'Toole, brothers,

age 35 and 33, grew up in Southie.

Both of them joined the L Street Crew
before they were 18.

Suspected in over 12 murders
that the government knows about.

Including the witnesses
from the O'Hara case.

They're widely considered the top two
triggermen for the Irish mob in Boston.

DANNY: These are the kind of guys
that would have no problem

putting a bullet
in Jimmy Sheehan's chest.

CHIN HO:
Got a hit back from TSA.

The O'Toole brothers
arrived on the island

the day before Sheehan was killed.

I just pinged the cell phone
number Murphy used to contact them.

They're at the Kalihi Motel.

- That's where Suzie's staying.
- They're tying up loose ends.

JOHN: You're making this
so hard on yourself.

Just tell us what we need to know.

Where's Jimmy?

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

[GRUNTS]

CHIN HO:
Danny!

- Freeze!
- Drop your guns.

- Don't take another step.
- You got three seconds, or I'll kill her.

- Put the gun down.
- One...

- Put it down.
- Two...

[GUNSHOT]

KONO:
Three.

DANNY: Put your hands
behind your back, now.

[SUZIE SOBBING]

They kept asking about a man
named Jimmy Sheehan.

They wanted to know where he was.
I told them I didn't know.

They didn't believe me.

Come on. We need to get you
to a safe place.

You hear that?

Yeah, I mean,
I'm not a rocket scientist,

but if the O'Toole's thought Jimmy
Sheehan was alive, they didn't kill him.

Yeah. Okay.
So they didn't kill him. Who did?

You do a lot of smiling for a guy
who just saw his brother get shot.

Simon knew the risks.

And I'm smiling because
you got nothing.

We got nothing.

Nothing. Except kidnapping,
first-degree assault...

- Murder One.
- Murder One.

I have the best lawyer in the world
on speed dial.

He'll get it down to a Class B felony.
Ten years max. I'll be out in five.

- You think so?
JOHN: Know so.

Well, that is, of course,
if the girl makes it to trial.

I'm sorry. Is that a threat?

Wait a minute. What about the murder
of Jimmy Sheehan?

Ballistics are gonna come back
on the 9 mm.

It's gonna match your gun.

No, it won't.
Because I didn't kill him.

If you didn't kill him,
why are you in Hawaii?

Don't say vacation.
We know about the phone call.

Murphy couldn't keep
his mouth shut, huh?

All right.

So it's possible me and Simon
heard our old pal Jimmy was here.

And maybe we came out
to have a chat.

Murphy give you his address?

We figured we'd tail him to a
quiet spot to have our conversation.

But we lost him that afternoon.

We thought the trail was dead until we
realized he rented a room in a motel.

And that's when we
stumbled onto the girl.

At what point did you lose Jimmy?

Parking structure on
Ala Moana Boulevard.

We watched him pull in, waited
for hours. He never came back out.

If Jimmy got popped,
it was in that building.

Thanks for the information.

Oh, keep smiling.

I almost forgot. Ballistics already
came back on your gun.

I told you I didn't kill him.

No, you didn't kill him, but the bullets
matched a bunch of open murders.

Very specifically, the two other
witnesses in the Mickey O'Hara case.

You should call your lawyer, that really
brilliant lawyer you were talking about.

Maybe get your sentence knocked
down 50, 60 years, something like that.

Enjoy federal prison. It's really nice
this time of year. See you.

I got the security footage from the
structure where O'Toole lost Sheehan.

There's no video.

But they do have a stop-motion
camera that captures license plates.

Now Sheehan arrives here, right?

But he never leaves.

Oh, he left. I mean,
the car had to come out.

Right. So I checked it out.

Turns out there's another exit
on the far end of the lot.

It's only for monthly users.

- They got security footage there?
- No.

But what it does require
is an ID card.

And that will be the list
of people who have one.

Let's take a look.

One person swipes his card
three times.

That doesn't make any sense.
Three times? That's an odd number.

You come in, you come out. Bing.

- Unless you exit twice.
- That's right.

Once in somebody else's car.
Then you double back for your own.

Maybe our guy drives out Sheehan's
car, and then comes back for his.

Pull his ID.
I think we just found our killer.

And our plastic surgeon.

RECEPTIONIST:
Can I help you?

Sir?

Wait, you can't go back there. Dr.
James is about to begin a procedure.

SUZIE:
So he didn't die from a gunshot?

DANNY: No. No, he died on the table.
It was a complication with the surgery.

Nobody said anything.

The doctor was...
Was doing the surgery alone.

And Jimmy insisted that
he do it that way

because he was worried that his
real identity would get out.

When he died, the doctor panicked.
Thought he would lose his practice.

So he tried to cover it up.

Right. He put the body in the trunk of
Jimmy's car,

and he left it on the street.

Why shoot him?

Because he figured if anybody
found the body

they'd just assume that Jimmy's past
had caught up to him. You know?

I just don't understand.
Why didn't he just tell me everything?

I think because he didn't want
anything to happen to you.

He was trying to protect you.
Keep you safe.

I'm really sorry.

McGARRETT:
You like that?

Yes, I do.

So now you can watch
all the TV you want.

This is... I'm touched. Thank you.
But I do believe that I found a place.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Nice little house for rent
right down the street from you.

- Forget about it.
- Oh, right.

Rule number 56, "No coworkers
living on the same block."

Something like that, yeah.
No, put it out of your mind, okay?

These are still very nice.
Wow, they work good.

I can't hear you at all. It's perfect.

Excuse me.

Excuse me. Hey, hey!

What the hell are you wearing?
I definitely approve. I'm just curious.

It's theme movie night at Max's.
We're all invited.

- I wasn't invited.
- I wasn't invited either.

Oh, yes, you were. See?

Max is Doc@spacetrekkie?

Yeah, it's his personal email.

It's a little too personal.
I thought it was spam.

Me, too, I just... That's why...

- I knew this was your fault.
- What are you talking about?

- This is why he's been acting so crazy.
- It's your fault.

- How is it my fault?
- Because I'm not good with the e-mails.

McGARRETT: Max, I'm sorry
we didn't respond to your invitation.

Lori.

Ha-ha-ha!
Tell me about it, stud.