Hawaii Five-0 (2010–…): Season 4, Episode 3 - Ka 'oia'i'o ma loko - full transcript

You hungry?

Mrs. Van Horn,

are you trying
to seduce me?

Well, whatever gave you
that idea, honey?

Dinner first.

Then dessert.

Come here.

Uh-uh.

Okay.

Okay.

Have it your way.



You're the boss.

You're in big trouble now.

Oh, yeah? Yeah?

You coming in?

Kaylea!

(Hawaii Five-O
theme song plays)

♪ Hawaii Five-O 4x03 ♪
Ka 'oia'i'o ma loko (The Truth Within)
Original Air Date on October 11, 2013

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man

Morning.

Good morning.

You nervous about today?

I just can't believe
after so many years,

today's the last
day that I'm going

to be putting on a uniform.



Look, I'm not
gonna lie to you

and tell you it's
an easy transition,

because it's not, okay?

But you're gonna be fine.

I mean, you should be excited.
This is, uh...

It's like a new chapter
in your life.

It's-it's the beginning
of an adventure.

Are you sure
it doesn't bother you?

What?

Billy being my new boss?

Why, because he's your ex?

No, it doesn't bother me.
I'm fine.

You're lying.

Totally lying.

Well, of course I'm lying.

Look, I trust you, okay?

That's all I need.

Okay?

Good.

Come here.

Oh.

I got to get that.
Yeah, I know.

I'll call you later.
Okay.

Bye.

So, around about 2:00 a.m.

neighborhood security noticed
the property's front gate open.

They investigated,
found two vics, Kaylea

and Dr. Phillip Van Horn.
They're old Hawaiian money.

Big philanthropists here
on the island.

This place looks fortified.

Any idea how the perps got in?

No, there's no signs
of forced entry,

so whoever did this knew
how to bypass

the security system.
What about those cameras?

Disabled.

All right, we got
fancy art on the walls.

Look at this.

Very expensive watch
still on the table.

Clearly this wasn't
a simple robbery.

All right, well,
the killer tossed the place

looking for something.

We need to work out
what that was.

Oh. Do you hear that?

Detective,
you can't go in there.

What's going on?

We're not supposed to touch her
till Family Services arrives.

Come on, man.

She's scared.
Come here.

Come here.
Come here.

It's okay. I know. It's okay.

I know.

You all right? Shh.

Come here.

She all right?
Yeah.

Whatever they were
looking for

cost this little girl
her family.

Come here. Come on. Shh.

Wow, Max.

I didn't know you spoke German.
I'm impressed.

In the words of Optimus Prime,
I am more than meets the eye.

Was that who I
think it was?

Oh, yes. And I'm happy to report

that after very difficult
negotiations,

I am very close to procuring
the requested item.

Yes.

What is that?
What are you talking about?

Max is, uh... he's helping
me, uh... he's helping me

get together a gift for Catherine
for her ceremony tonight.

Oh, that's nice. You got
a personal shopper now.

Why you got to be like...
What, are you jealous now?

The request
was more akin

to a favor solicited
by one BFF to another.

Oh, you guys are BFF.
I didn't know.

What do you mean, BFF.

Boom. Like that.
BFF.

I think that's adorable.
It's cute.

Max,

ignore him.
What do you got?

Yes, well, based on
entry wounds and powder burns,

I believe your suspects
shot the victims

at close range
using suppressors.

Suspects? As in more than one?

That is correct.

Striations
on the bullets suggest

that three weapons were fired.

I had ballistics run them
through IBIS,

but unfortunately
no matches were found.

Three shooters all
with suppressors.

That's a professional hit.

I'm sorry.

I'm Alani.

They said I'd find
my sister down here.

I was just at my sister's house

the other day.

It was my niece's first time
in the pool.

Everyone was so happy.

Ma'am, we think the people
who did this

were looking for something
inside that house.

Do you have any idea
what that could have been?

They have so many nice things.

I couldn't even begin to guess.

Um, you know, we were thinking
that it might've been something

that was hidden. So did your
sister ever talk about, uh,

something like that?

No.

Family Services said, uh,

you're going to take custody
of your niece. How is she?

Thank God she's-she's too young

to understand what's going on.

But one day she's gonna want

to know who did this
to her parents.

I want to be able

to give her
an answer.

Man.
What's up?

Nothing. I just got
off the phone with Kono.

She okay?

She and Adam made it
to Hong Kong.

So they're safe. For now.

Listen, uh,

HPD's rounding up all

of Michael Noshimuri's
known Yakuza associates.

Any of them are thinking
about getting cute,

couple days in the hole,
they'll have second thoughts, right?

I should be on a plane
to Hong Kong.

Look, if that would get Kono
back, we'd all be on a plane.

Best thing we can do right now
is get our head in the game.

Yeah.

All right, so, uh,
Van Horn's insurance company

sent over photos of all
the valuables in their home.

CSU's cross-checking it
against everything at the scene.

All right, so if something was
stolen, we'll know soon enough.

Yeah, but get this.

Most of the valuables
were insured

under the Van Horn Family Trust.

Which means
that there's one person

who's about to cash in
in a major way.

Hewitt Van Horn.

Phillip's only sibling.

What do we know about him?
Well, for starters,

he's been in and out
of trouble his whole life,

drug charges,
multiple arrests.

Okay, so he's the black
sheep of the family.

Mm-hmm.

And according
to the family lawyer,

he blew through the last of
his trust fund six months ago,

which means
he's now completely broke.

Ah.
And get this.

According
to the security company,

anyone entering
the Van Horn home

was assigned
a personal access code.

It was a way of keeping track
of who was coming and going.

Guess whose code was used
at the time of the murders.

Room service!
Yeah, break out the bibs.

It's lobster time.

Whoa, where's the fire, brah?

What's up?

Ladies, let's go.

Out, out,
out, out, out.

Hewey,

this is how you celebrate
your newfound wealth, huh?

Hookers
and blow?

Yeah, so?

What's it to you guys?
What's it to us?

Yeah.
Listen to me.

Listen to me,
you lowlife.

Explain something to me.
How long did you wait

till after your brother
and his wife were dead

to buy your first
eight ball?

15 minutes?
20 minutes?

Huh?
I gotta tell you, man,

I've heard of stupid before,

but orchestrating
a murder

anthen supplying
the hired guns

with your own personalized
security code...

Come on.
Wh-What is that?

You-you must be the
Einstein of stupidity.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Hold up. Are you...

Are you saying Phillip
and Kaylea are dead?

Oh...

Oh, God.

Oh, it's all
my fault.

What is all
your fault?

Some guy approached me
at a club.

Said he... said he wanted to
steal something from Phillip's.

I-I didn't even ask what.

He offered 15 grand
for my security code.

15 grand!

I needed
that money.

But he promised
no one would get hurt.

Oh, they did?

Why don't you go tell
that to your niece?

Is she okay?

No, she's not okay, stupid.

She's gonna grow up
without parents.

Who'd you sell the code to?

I don't know his name.

Who'd you sell the code to?!

I swear, I don't.

But I know what
he looks like.

Okay, good.

Good. Then you
are gonna give

a full description to
the police department.

And then you are gonna spend
a very long time in jail.

So, the killers knew that

Hewitt was weak, right?
Figured he'd sell out quick.

Plus, they threw in the
promise that nobody'd get hurt.

Yeah, one dead brother,

and the other one going
to prison for a very long time.

Tell you what.
Tell you, the key

to figuring this
out is working out

what was stolen
from that house.

If... if something
was stolen.

We still don't know
if these guys got

what they were looking for.

What time is, uh,
Catherine's ceremony?

6:30.
Aha.

What, "Aha"?
What is that?

What is that face?

You know, uh,
when this is all over,

you're only gonna have
yourself to blame.

Oh, my...
You're gonna do this again?

Again, really?

Well, I'm gonna keep doing it
until I beat it

into that dopey head of yours,
until you understand.

You know what? I've known you
long enough, Danny, to know

that the only way to get you to
shut up is to let you speak.

So, you know what? Go ahead,
enlighten me, Dr. Phil.

Oh... I'm op...
I'm ready. I'm ready to change.

Law of nature says
that if you take a boy rabbit,

and you take a girl rabbit, and
you put 'em into a cage together

over a long period of time,

what do you think is going
to happen?

Are you real... are
you really doing it?

Are you really gonna compare
Billy and Catherine to rabbits?

We're all animals.

We're not rabbits.

But we are animals,
and this is my point.

It is a fact,
after these long nights,

long, hardworking nights,
bad Chinese food,

law of nature says,

these two people are going
to have a moment.

A moment?
A moment. - A moment.

A moment where they look
at each other in the eye,

and bing, just like that,
everything comes back.

All those old feelings.

And you're gonna have
nobody else to blame

but yourself, because
you let her take a job

with her ex-boyfriend.

This pause right now--
does this mean you're done,

or are you just taking a breath
in between stupid assumptions?

Stupid assumptions.

You can live in denial
all you want,

but this is a fact
of life, okay?

When things are going good,

nobody thinks
they're gonna go bad.

And that's when you get hit with
it-- when you least expect it.

Okay? That's all.
I'm not gonna say anything else.

For now. Today.

This photo was taken
six months ago

in Phillip Van Horn's
home office.

It's filled
with Hawaiian artifacts.

After CSU finished
processing the scene,

every item in this picture
was accounted for, except one.

What is that?

It looks like a piece of whale bone.
It's a scrimshaw.

And according
to his insurance company,

that particular piece
is almost 150 years old.

And what makes it even
more interesting is,

that is the
least valuable

item on the list
that they sent over.

Not according to the people
who executed the Van Horns.

Besides, if it's out
in the open like that,

why'd they tear up the house?

Well, maybe the
Van Horns moved it,

or maybe they hid it.

This family seems to have a past
shrouded in mystery.

See this?

That's the crest
of the Royal League.

It's an old Hawaiian secret
society that no longer exists.

Now, our victim Phillip Van
Horn's great-great-grandfather,

Jonas Van Horn,
was believed to be a member.

What do we know about them?

Other than the fact

that it was disbanded
70 years ago, not much.

There is somebody

who could tell us more
about them,

but, uh...

But what?

Chin, who is it?

Okay, don't say
I didn't warn you.

All right, a couple
of ground rules.

Don't mention that
we're law enforcement.

In fact, we should
hide our badges.

What about my gun?

Uh, that should be fine as
long as it stays holstered.

Handshakes
are also fine.

Just let him
initiate contact.

And unless you guys have
written some dissertations

I don't know about, do
not mention JFK, Area 51,

and definitely,
no matter what,

do not mention the
Apollo moon landing.

Okay. Uh, can we feed him
after midnight?

Chin Ho Kelly.

Look at you, all grown up.

Get your bony behind
in here and give me a big hug.

Mmm!

Nice to see
you, Auntie.

Oh, nice to see you.

Uh, my friends and I
are here to see Jerry.

Uh, we need his help.

You need Jerry's help?

You sure?

JFK, Apollo 12,

Area 51.

The Denver International
Airport.

Our government wants us
to believe

there's nothing going on.

Like police turning you away
from a crime scene.

"Move along, Mr. John Q Public.
There's nothing to see here."

But there is much to witness.

And I've ducked
under the yellow tape.

I've read
beneath the redacted lines.

The proof is out there.

Hey, who's out there?

Jerry, it's, uh, Chin Ho Kelly.

Chin Ho!

Hey, buddy.

Hey.

How are you?

See you ran
into Moneypenny.

The living-with-your-mom
cover has its pros and cons.

Pro? She makes a hell
of a peach cobbler.

Jerry, these are my friends
Steve and Danny.

Hey, man.

So, uh, how do you guys
know each other?

High school.

Oh, let me guess.

Uh, starting quarterback,

starting center.

More like starting

trumpet player,
starting French horn.

Manoa Valley
Band Camp, 1985.

Diddly-doo!

Band camp?

Yeah.

Remember how tiny
those tents were?

Dude, how could I forget.

It's like we were stuck on
a deserted island all summer.

Good times.

Tiny tents.

You got any pictures?
Oh, you know it.

No, no, no, he was just
joking about the pictures.

No, I'd actually like
to see 'em.

Look, Jerry, we were hoping

you could give us some
information on the Royal League.

Royal League.

Those guys were
the Hawaiian Illuminati.

Yeah. Did you ever
see this before?

Yeah, that's the crest
of the Royal League.

Where'd you get this?

It was stolen from a man
named Phillip Van Horn.

Somebody murdered him
and his wife for it.

Van Horn?

Holy Fox Mulder.

Do you guys realize
what this could be?

No.

This could be the key!

You mean, like
a metaphorical key?

No. A very literal key

that opens up a 700-year-old
priceless treasure.

You ever hear of the Medici's?

Uh...

Italy's most powerful and

influential family of all time.

They produced, like, four popes.

No?

All right, well, whatever.

These were the Medici rings.

Crafted in the 1400s,

stolen in the late-1800s.

Now,round the time
of the theft,

a few members of
the Royal League were in Italy.

Jonas Van Horn among them.

He's the family
patriarch.

There were rumors
about their involvement,

but no one has ever been able
to connect them to the rings.

But legend has it,

the League smuggled them out
somehow.

Is there any chance they could
have been smuggled onto Oahu?

That's what I always believed.

But, to this day,
the rings have never been found.

But I bet this is the key
to finding them.

So this is all about

getting their hands on these
rings, and the Van Horns were

just in the way.

Right.
Okay, uh, let's say

I'm buying all of this,
which I am not.

Um, if that scrimshaw is a key,
what does it open?

Answer that, gentlemen,

and you'll solve one
of the world's great mysteries.

I'd settle
for solving our murder.

Here's a list of all known
Royal League members.

Okay, well,
if what you're saying is true,

the people on this list
would have known

about the rings
and where they were hidden.

- Right?
- Good.

All dead. I'll just head
over to the cemetery

and start asking
them questions.

I'll look up

the descendents,
cross-check them

for any criminal activity.
Thank you, Chin.

It's a good start.
You got a better idea?

No, I don't, but

just because some whack job says
that Jimmy Hoffa's buried

under Giants Stadium does not
mean you go digging up the turf.

No offense, Jerry.

None taken.

Hoffa's not buried
under Giants Stadium.

He's under the runway
at LaGuardia.

There you go.

Ah. Well, explain
to me this, then.

Uh, just six months ago,
there was a photograph

of the scrimshaw
published in a magazine.

Why'd the killers wait
till now to go after it?

Why didn't Van Horn go after
the treasure himself?

You're totally my Scully.
Your what?

It's possible Phillip

didn't know what he had
or what the key opened.

Hold on. It's Duke.

Duke? Oh.

Oh. Sorry. Scrambler.

Duke? Yeah, I'm here.

All right, Hewitt Van Horn's
sit-down

with the HPD sketch artist
got us a hit.

The guy who paid
for the security code--

his name is Griffin Moore.

He's got priors.

Counterfeiting,

art fraud
and felony assault.

Okay, thank you, Duke.
Got it.

He could have been the guy

to set up a crew
to hit the Van Horn's.

Yeah. Let's go check it out.

Yeah, you guys do your
thing, and I'll stay here,

keep digging into the legend
of the missing rings.

Good. Say hello
to the Hobbits for me.

Five-O!

Clear.

Got modeling clay
and plaster here.

Looks like Moore was
building something.

Yeah, it looks, uh,
looks like he was doing

a lot more
than that.

What do you got?

Got a GSW to the back
of the skull.

Okay, I'm thinking maybe
Moore got a little greedy

and turned on one of his crew.

Maybe his crew turned on him.

Surprise!

Billy.

What, you think I
was gonna miss this?

And I'd be lying

if I didn't say
I was a little worried

you might have
second thoughts.

Are you kidding me?

I cannot wait to start.

That's what I wanted to hear.

All right, let's
eat some cake.

Yeah.

Yeah, okay, thanks.

Had Lukela put an alert out
on Griffin Moore.

Homeland Security
has been notified.

Whoa.

Oy vay.

Nice outfit, Jerry.

No Jerry here,
just a simple tourist.

I don't leave the house much.

Surveillance issues.

Oh.

Looks like a good
cover, Jerry.

What are you
doing here?

You're not gonna
believe what I found.

A few weeks ago

an auction house
in Florence was robbed.

The thieves made off
with a bunch of letters

from Jonas Van Horn
to an American

living in Florence in 1880
named Daniel Frost.

I contacted one
of my associates,

who prefers
to remain nameless,

and he sent me scans
of the letters.

What do they say?

Nothing.

Nothing about the
scrimshaw key or the rings.

Just some boring stuff
about living in Florence.

Oh, good, so this is all just

an incredibly gigantic
waste of time.

You know, you're the reason
I don't go outside much.

Is that the only reason?

That boring stuff
in the letters--

I think it's probably coded
in some kind of cipher.

Pretty awesome, right?

That's, that's awesome.

And here's
the kicker.

Daniel Frost was an apprentice
to Thomas Gould,

and guess what statue
Thomas Gould

is famous for.

King Kamehameha.

Built in 1880 around the same
time the rings went missing.

I think Daniel Frost helped
Jonas Van Horn smuggle the rings

out of Italy inside the statue,

which means that what
the scrimshaw key opens.

Boo-yah.

Boo-yah?

What?

What, uh, what
are you thinking?

All that modeling clay,
plaster, and paint

that we found
at Moore's place...

I think he was building
a fake King Kamehameha statue.

Why would he do that?

I mean, if he had the key,
why wouldn't he just come here

and open it?
Yeah, but check it out.

I-I-I've looked at this statue

5,000 times in my life, okay?

I've never seen a keyhole.

Have you?
No.

If the treasure is
inside the statue,

There's no way Moore could get
to it without being seen.

Swapping this statue

with a fake is the only way

that he could get to whatever
is inside the statue.

Nice theory.

Only one problem.

Moore's not going after
this King Kamehameha statue.

What, what, what
do you mean?

There's two of these?

The ship with the original
King Kamehameha statue sunk

on its way to Oahu,
so they built a second one--

this one here.

Years later the
original was recovered

and returned to Hawaii.

That's the one
with the rings inside it.

That's the statue
that Moore's after.

Oh, good, okay,
where's that one?

There she is, boys,

the beautiful
Island of Hawaii.

Oh, oh, oh,
eyes forward, please.

Thank you.

You okay, bruddah?

You fly a lot?

All the time.

You ever see
any black helicopters?

Catherine.

Hey.

Hey, thanks for calling me back.

Listen, I need a favor, okay?

I'm gonna send you some letters.

Uh, there may be
a message embedded in them.

I need cryptology
to look them over.

Steve, I was just about
to hand in my paperwork.

Okay, this will only take
a couple of minutes.

All my stuff is packed.

They even got me a cake.

Catherine,

two good people
have been murdered,

and what's in these letters

could help us catch
their killers.

All right, you got it.

It's plaster.

Original is cast in brass.

Wow, you were right.

It is a fake.

Moore already switched
the statues.

Then, where's the real one?

Okay, well, here's what I know.

City maintenance truck
was reported stolen

two nights ago--

the same night
that this footage was taken.

Which means that Moore
switched the statue

before the Van Horns

were murdered.
Okay,

so these three guys-- they
could be our shooters, right?

We know one of them
is Griffin Moore.

Who are the other two?

Wait a minute, Chin.

Moore's not even here.

That's because he's dead.

The skull you found
in the kiln--

the dental records matched
Griffin Moore.

It appears

he die from a gunshot
wound to the head.

Ballistics did confirm that
it matches the same caliber

that was used to
kill the Van Horns.

Hi, I'm Dr. Max Bergman.

Jerry... just Jerry.

He's not big
on last names.

All right, Chin,

let's run facial recognition
on these guys.

Commander, shall we, uh,
step into your office?

Oh, that's it?

Yes, uh, let me know the second

you get a hit.
Yeah.

You found it, huh?

My eBay auction handle

isn't TheRealJediMaxter
for nothing.

Buddy, what
do I owe you?

$1,326.41.

$1,300?

I thought you
were a Jedi.

Commander, I-I don't think
you truly understand the value

of what you have
in your possession.

This is a hot stamper,
a limited pressing.

Catherine is going
to be extremely grateful

when you give it to her.
I'm sure she will,

Max, but $1,300 is a lot
of money, okay, for me.

Well, do you want it
or not?

I...

Yes... yes.

All right.

78-- I have $78, okay?

That's everything I
have today, all right?

I'll pay you the rest
as soon as I get it.

Layaway?

Layaway? No, it's--
you're doing me a favor.

Thank you,
by the way.

Fine, when you have
all the money, then

it will be yours.

You're aware I carry
a gun, right, Max?

Got 'em.

One on the left
is Ellis Gregory.

He's ex-British military.

Interpol's got a lot
of paper on him--

theft, fraud,
assault.

He and his two partners
are wanted

for murder in connection
with a high-end

museum heist
in Prague.

They were
last seen

in Italy
three weeks ago.

Around the same time
that the letters

were stolen from the
auction house in Florence.

So these are
our guys.

Moore was
just a pawn.

He built
the fake statue

and got the Van Horns'
security code.

Yeah, and as soon as
services were rendered,

they shot him and they
dumped him in the oven.

These guys had to have come in
on fake passports.

I'll cross-check their faces
with TSA security cameras.

All right.

Catherine.

You don't say.

No, we're on the way.

You were right, Jerry.

There was a hidden code
inside those letters.

Let's go.

Stevie Wonder,
what are you doing?

If you see something
you shouldn't,

they won't ever
let you leave.

I think you should get
a girlfriend, buddy.

Hey, Cat.
Hey.

Jerry, you can
open your eyes.

This is Jerry--
he is

our special consultant.

Yeah,

Roswell division.

It's nice to meet you,
Jerry, I'm Catherine.

Uh, why don't you
guys come this way?

She'll do.

Oh, no, no, no, listen,

her, uh, boyfriend is
a complete animal.

You want to stay away
from that one, trust me.

Okay,

so the correspondences

between Frost and Van Horn

were intentionally innocuous.

I called that.

When we analyzed the text
using a frequency count,

certain words kept
appearing in a sequence.

Did you apply

a transposition cipher?

Yes, we did.

I'm impressed; you
know your stuff.

Thanks.

So, using that cipher,
we isolated every second letter

of the remaining words.

I don't get it.

Looks like one of those
word search puzzles.

No, no, no, it's not a puzzle.

It's a scytale.

Uh, imagine
a 19th century Rubik's Cube,

only instead
of a square,

it's a horizontal cylinder,

and instead of matching colors,
you're creating words.

Exactly,

and once you rotate the
letters around the cylinder...

...it reveals a hidden message.

Without a computer,
something like this

would take months to decode.

Look at that.

"Beneath the King's...

"heavy right foot...

"a leaf reveals...

"with a turn...

the truth within."

I was right.

Oof. I think I need to sit down.

Wait a minute,
the rings...

are under the
king's foot.

That's why they had to switch
the statue out, right?

They had to get beneath it.

Chin, what do you got?

Our suspects
did enter the country

using aliases,
and when they arrived

in Honolulu, they rented a van.

I pinged it, and I'm
sending you the location now.

Hey!

Get up. Get up.

Get up. Get up.

Get up.

Get up. Get up.

What...? I'm bleeding.

Yeah, I can see that.

Watch my shoes.

Danny, we got
the big boy here.

Hey.

You haven't opened
the statue yet, have you?

Huh?

Hey, you haven't opened

the statue yet, right?
Hey, hey.

Where are
your partners?

You don't want to talk.

You're a lot smarter
than you look, mate.

Okay.

Here's the thing, uh, you
like orphaning little kids,

I like shooting bad guys.

Everybody goes home
happy, right?

You okay with this? Huh?
100%.

- You two are crazy.
- Yeah.

You can't do that.

Why haven't you opened
the statue yet?

Why haven't you opened
the statue yet?

'Cause we didn't want to risk
damaging the rings.

We need the key.

The key wasn't
at the house, was it?

Huh?
You tore the place up

but you couldn't find it,
right? You killed

two innocent people for no
reason, you understand that?

Two innocent people
for no reason.

If you don't have it,
where is it?

Where are your partners, huh?

They out looking for it?

Hey. Look at me.

I'm gonna shoot you,
I swear to God. Now, tell me

where your partners are right now--
it's the last time I'm gonna ask you.

Sorry.

It's all right, love.

Everybody, out, out.

Police. Out of the building.
Go, go, go.

Get out of the building.

Get these kids out of here
right now.

Out. Out.

Hey! Five-O!

Get down!

I got him!

You have been in a terrible
motorcycle accident.

It's unadvisable
that you stand up.

Put your hands behind your back,
both of them.

Both hands behind
your back.

Keep your face down.

On your knees.

On your knees.
On your knees and cross your legs.

Cross your legs.

Duke.

Uh...

Oh, let me guess, uh,
"Book 'em, Danno"?

Would you mind?
No, no, no. My pleasure.

Thanks.
Up. Up.

Up, up, up, up, up.

The honor's all yours.

Now I know how Geraldo felt
before he opened

- Capone's secret vault.
- Well, if it's empty,

at least ten million
people aren't watching,

right?

After 150 years...

the three rings of the Medici
have finally been found.

I never doubted you
for a minute, Jerry.

Neither did I.

How do you feel?

Ooh, it's weird.

I've never proven
anything before.

Ever.
Well, that's not bad

for a first.

These...

need to be sent to Italy,
and put on display at the Uffizi

so everyone can see.

You have my word.

Thank you.

No, Jerry, thank you, buddy.

If it wasn't for you, we
would never have found this.

I love you, guys.

Oh. Okay, Jerry.

Oh.

All right, man.

Hey, we make a great team.
We should do this again.

You guys ever read
the Warren Commission?

We'll call you, Jerry.

Handwritten letters are better.

I don't do phones.

Hey.

Hey, how you doing?
Hi.

This, this is a little monkey that
belonged to my daughter.

She, uh, outgrew it, so I
thought maybe she would like it.

What do you think? Huh?

Yeah, of course you do.

Yeah. It's a match.

Got a monkey for a monkey. Okay.

Mahalo.

All right, guys.

Catherine.

Hey.
Hey.

Um, I'm glad
I caught you.

Just, uh...
real quick.

Wow, it's wrapped
and everything.

I'm impressed.

Go ahead, open it.

Aw, you didn't have to do this.

I know.

I remember you told me
a story about when you

were little girl
and your, uh,

your mom would play this for
you when you were scared.

Chicago always made
everything better.

Catherine...

you got nothing to be scared of.

Okay?

I'm right here.

You're not gonna do this alone.

Thank you.

The Navy takes great pleasure
in awarding Lieutenant Rollins

on her professional achievement
and superior performance

while serving
as an intelligence officer.

Lieutenant Rollins demonstrated

superb leadership, initiative
and exceptional resourcefulness.

Her professionalism
and devotion to duty

reflected great credit
upon herself and were in keeping

with the highest traditions of
the United States Naval Service.

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