Hawaii Five-0 (2010–…): Season 6, Episode 23 - Pilina Koko - full transcript

Yeah. Mmm!

...and then I ate 'em.

...and then
come back again.

- Okay...
- Three times.

Yeah. Oh, there he is.

Hey.
Hey, Chin, get in on this, bud.

No, I'm...
just gonna get a drink.

This double fudge is totally
rocking my world, Jerry.

- Seriously, dude, get in on this.
- Mmm!

Your taste buds
will thank you.

I'm going back to bed.



Oh, come on, Kelly.

Just a couple spoonfuls.

Yeah, Kelly, come on.

All right.

How awesome is this?

I love having roomies.

♪ Take the money
and run, run, run ♪

♪ Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Take the money and run,
run, run ♪

♪ Got a fever
banging in my head ♪

♪ Can't break it,
can't shake it ♪

♪ Give us one more pill
to ease the pain... hah ♪

It's all
yours, Hirsch.

♪ 'Cause opportunity don't come
knockin' in a war ♪



♪ Just put that metal
to the floor ♪

♪ Take the money and run,
run, run ♪

♪ Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Take the money
and run, run, run ♪

♪ Don't you dare turn around ♪

♪ Take the money and run,
run, run ♪

♪ Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Take the money and run. ♪

Hey-o. Second responder.

Yo, dude, you
didn't carry that

all the way up the
stairs, did you?

You know there's a
dumbwaiter, right?

No, I did not.

Thank your uncle
for not mentioning that.

Yeah.

So, uh, what
happened here?

Homicide. Somebody popped
the homeowner last night.

Vanessa Diaz.

Poor thing.

Her and her daughter Sara
just moved here

from Mexico,
a few months ago.

Yeah, McGarrett and Uncle D
think the killer

was waiting for her
when she got home.

She fought him off,
he chased her up here.

The house has a panic button.

She activated it, HPD got here

in under four, but even then,
it was too late.

Dropped a net
over the whole area,

but still somehow,
this guy slipped away.

What about the little girl?

She was at a, uh, sleepover
at a neighbor's house, luckily.

All right,
I gotta bounce.

This house has
video cameras everywhere,

but there doesn't appear to be
an FTP server on the premises,

so the footage must back up
to one off-site.

Anyway, I gotta go find it.

Hopefully, the cameras
caught something.

Tag out.

All right.

♪ Whoo! ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Uh-huh, uh-huh ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah... yeah! ♪

♪ I don't want to work ♪

♪ I want to bang on the drum
all day ♪

♪ I don't want to play ♪

♪ I just want to bang
on the drum all day. ♪

(Hawaii Five-O
theme song plays)

♪ Hawaii Five-O 6x23 ♪
Pilina Koko
(Blood Ties)
Original Air Date on April 22, 2016

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man

All right, thank you very much.

All right, Hirsch got
a little bump on the head.

He's gonna be okay.

As soon as they let him
out of the ER,

we'll sit him down
with a sketch artist.

What are we thinking, buddy?

Okay, we are thinking

that, uh, our killer heard
the sirens last night,

uh, figured he didn't have time
to get out of here,

so he dips into this room.

Uh, he's thinking
that he can lay low

until everybody clears
out, uh, make an escape,

but lucky for us,
he runs into Hirsch.

And lucky for Hirsch,
he didn't put a bullet in him

like he did the victim.

Right, I'm thinking
that he figured

HPD was still in
the neighborhood,

didn't want to risk
somebody hearing a gunshot.

All right,
got a live feed of every

security camera in the house

and a dedicated server,

which means
the footage wasn't uploaded

to an off-site location,
like I thought.

The backup was done here.

And unfortunately, the entire
server's been wiped clean.

So no footage?
No.

Well, what about
physical evidence?

There's gotta be something.
No.

- Thanks.
- You got it.

Help me out with something.
Uh-huh.

There was 15 cops in this
room earlier, right?

Including you and me.
Mm-hmm.

Never once did any of us guess
that there was a safe room.

Right. So how did
the killer know?

Exactly.
Right, so either

Vanessa was on her way
in here when she got clipped,

or the killer had some inside
information about this house.

I think it'd be helpful
to speak to the daughter.

Where are we at
with next of kin?

HPD's working on it,

but, uh, Vanessa's got no
relatives on the Island,

and as far as we know, Sara's
father is not in the picture,

so it's gonna
take a little time.

Well, where's the kid?
She's next door,

at the neighbor's house,
where she stayed last night.

Um, HPD's gonna pick her up

when Social Services
assigns a caseworker.

Anybody told her
about her mom yet?

No, not yet.

Speaking of people
who need looking after,

the killer saw Hirsch's face,

so until we catch this guy,
he's gonna need some protection.

Yeah, who's, uh, who's
gonna be in charge of that?

Officer Kalakaua.

When they told me
I was getting protection,

I was hoping you'd volunteer.

I didn't.

You can thank
McGarrett for this.

I'll be sure to do that.

Question: If it
comes down to it,

would you be willing
to take a bullet for me?

No.

But I might have to shoot myself
to get out of this assignment.

Hey, you ready to go?

After you, my dear.

You first.

If you say so.

But, uh, no leering
at the caboose.

You're supposed to be on
the lookout for threats.

Unless, of course,
you want to.

Oh, this is gonna be fun.

I know, it's a dump.

I used to have
a six-bed in Kailua.

5,500 square feet.

Wine cellar,
infinity pool.

It was Xanadu.

My own Shangri-La.

And then I met you,
and it all went away.

So what's your poison?

Espresso? Cappuccino?
Macchiato?

Just water.

Really, Hirsch?

Uh, where are you going?

Uh, I have to
check the bedroom.

Wait, is that
absolutely necessary?

Because...

Oh, my God.

Uh, I swear, that was
here when I moved in.

All right, that's a lie.

But for the record,
I painted that

long before you were ever
engaged to what's-his-name,

back-back when I thought you
and I still had a future.

Still... creepy.

You actually should be flattered.

Out of all the women
I could have chosen as my muse,

I chose you.

I'm honored. Deeply.

The sketch artist is on her way.

A sketch artist? What for?

So you can give a description.

Of the murder suspect.

The same one that put you
in the emergency room.

My dear, save your money.

I can do the sketch.

Thanks. We'll leave it
to the pros.

I guarantee you
I'll do a better job.

Hirsch, a composite sketch

is not like one
of your caricatures.

It's an important
forensic tool.

We need to have the most
accurate description possible.

And the sketch artist has ways

of helping people remember
exactly who they saw.

Honey, that painting
of you in there,

and all the other ones
I keep in my clo...

...done from memory.

Trust me, I got this.

There are other paintings?

There better not be nudes.

I mean, I got to admit,

this actually looks like
the work of a pro.

Except for the part
where he signed it.

“To my Five-O-hana.

All the best, Hirsch.”

What a putz.

Anyway, we ran this composite
through facial rec.

We struck out there.

But there was
some good news.

Eric managed to pull
some of the suspect's DNA

off Hirsch's clothing.

And while the guy
isn't in the system,

we did get a hit on the same DNA

on a couple
of unsolved burglaries.

Now, both these houses are on
the North Shore, upscale homes,

and both of 'em hit
within the last six weeks.

All right, so our
suspect's a thief, right?

Uh, I'm guessing this-this was
a burglary turned violent.

Yeah, and we may
have a lead already.

It turns out
that our vic's house

and the two houses
on the North Shore

have something in common.

They were all
on the market recently.

We think our prowler has
a very specific MO.

He recons his targets by
posing as a potential buyer.

That's smart, right?

Go to... go to all the open
houses, case the joint up close,

check out all
the security stuff.

That's how he knew
about Vanessa's safe room.

All right, good,
let's get Hirsch's sketch

to whoever held the listings
for these houses,

see if anybody
recognizes this guy.

And...

lunch is served.

Wow!

I got it. Thank you.

What is this?

Oh, it's, uh, bronzed sea bass
in a lemon shallot butter.

It pairs nicely
with this...

lovely Chilean Chardonnay.

Uh, y... you do get
that I'm working now?

Huh.
I won't tell if you won't.

I'll stick with water.

If you say so.

More for me, then.

What?
Don't think I can't see

what you're doing.

What am I doing?

Oh, come on.
This whole setup, the lunch,

the wine-- you're totally
turning this into a date.

That is silly.

♪ The first time ♪

♪ Ever I ♪

♪ Saw your face ♪
Oh.

Yeah. Go for Gerard.

Uh-huh.

♪ I thought the sun... ♪

I see. Okay.

♪ Rose ♪
I'll take care of it.

♪ In your eyes... ♪
Uh, thank you.

Everything okay?

We gotta go.

What?

Date's over, toots.

I have an urgent
situation downtown.

This is not a date, and we're
not leaving the apartment.

I am. That was the retirement
home where my father lives.

Apparently,
there's some issue.

If I don't fix it today,
they're gonna throw him out.

Okay.

Fine.

Gentlemen, uh,

as the English statesman
and poet George Villiers

once famously wrote,

“Ay now the plot thickens
very much upon us.”

Oh, yeah?

Okay. What'd you find out?

Well, during my autopsy,
I found some fresh DNA

underneath
the victim's fingernails.

It appears that Ms. Diaz
scratched her killer

during their struggle.

That's not an
unusual thing, Max.

That is correct, Commander.
However, that DNA was different

from the sample that
Detective Williams' nephew found

on Mr. Hirsch's clothing.

Okay, so what,
there's, uh, two thieves?

Or two crimes.

Please note,
in addition to the bruises

that she suffered
at the hands of her killer,

she also sustained injuries
that were consistent with CPR.

And furthermore, the DNA that was found
on Mr. Hirsch's clothing

was also found
on your victim's lips.

Our thief tried to save her?

That is correct.
So that also

probably means
he didn't try to kill her.

Maybe he's on a job

at the time that the killer and
Vanessa came back to the house.

Right? He doesn't want
to get involved,

so he hides in the safe room.

He comes out when he
tries to help,

and then, uh, then he goes
back in when HPD shows up.

Well, if that's the case,

our burglar probably saw
her murder on the monitor,

which means that
we have an eyewitness.

An eyewitness
who will do anything he can

not to get found.

Well, now that Max's autopsy

has revealed no
sexual assault,

I've been digging around
in Vanessa's background

to see if I can figure out why
somebody would want her dead.

We got any ideas?
Unfortunately, no.

The people who are
looking after little Sara

say that Vanessa
was good people.

She had strong ties
to the community,

and she was active in her
little girl's school.

What's
her occupation?

Well, she told her neighbors
she was into finance.

Said her expertise was in
emerging Latin American markets

or some such thing.

She hadn't managed to find a
job on the Island anywhere yet,

but she said she
was interviewing.

I also spoke

with the Mexican government--
I figured

maybe there was something
she was into over there

that followed her over here,
but they said

they didn't know anything
about that.

But... here's what
they do have on her.

Vanessa was born in La Tuna,

which is a small town
in Sinaloa.

Both her parents were farmers.
They're deceased now.

But she may have had a cousin.

The Mexican government's

looking into that.

Chin, what do you got?
One of the Realtors we spoke to

recognized our thief.

She says the guy's
name is Doug Morrow.

They met at an open
house recently.

Now, apparently,

Morrow told her he that was

from the mainland,

but he never said from where.

The Realtor also said

that Morrow was interested
in a pocket listing

she has coming up.

He left a cell phone number
to contact him at

when the place
was ready to be shown.

I'm texting you
the number right now.

Got him.

Windward side of the Island.

All right, me and Danny
will go pick him up.

Thanks, Chin.

Forget it, Benny.

She's married.
I already asked.

Excuse me.

Yes?

Excuse me, Hirsch?

Yes, uh, what is it?

Good news.
We got the guy.

Oh, that--
Superb, great.

So I'm gonna be...
Yeah.

You should get going now.

Gerard, who is it?

Uh, no one.

Just a friend.
She's leaving.

Well, tell her
to come in.

Uh, she's-she's
in a rush, Pop.

A rush? Everyone's
always in a rush.

I want to meet her.

Uh, may-maybe another time!

Another time?
I could be dead tomorrow.

Dad!

Look, it's fine.

Hi.

I'm Kono.

My, aren't you gorgeous.

Uh, how do you do?

Leo Hirsch.

It's good to meet you,
Mr. Hirsch.

Oh.

You're with them.

Uh, you're Five-O.

Gerard's told me all about you.

Sounds like my boy's
been helping the team.

Well, yes, he has.

Actually, because of him,
we have a good shot

of clearing the case
we're working.

Just like the
other times, right?

Uh...

we-we don't need
to talk about that.

Gerard's told me about
what he did for you.

Taking time off
from the gallery

to help you catch
a couple of people?

Even volunteering to put himself
in danger a couple of times.

I'm so proud of him.

He's a good boy.

Yes.

He's, uh, he's special.

I wish there was more
like him in the world.

Well, um,

Officer Kalakaua
really has to get going.

And-and come to think of it,
she's my ride, so,

I have to go, too.

I'm gonna come see you
in a few days, Dad.

I put it down in your calendar.

And I'll bring some new paint
and brushes with me.

Okay?

Oh, and promise

you won't give your nurses any
trouble about taking your meds.

I'll try not to.

Bye.
Good meeting you.

So, I take it
he doesn't know about...

About my former life
as a criminal?

No.

Thanks for playing along.

I appreciate
your discretion.

I was in the master bedroom

when I heard the
front door unlock.

So I go check the cameras.

The guy sat her down.

Started going
through her phone.

Then he started
questioning her.

About what, I have no idea,

since there was no audio.

I don't think she was giving
him any answers, 'cause

the guy was
getting pissed.

He had to hit her
a few more times

before she started talking.

Okay, what happened next?

The guy made the mistake
of turning his back on her.

After she got free,

she ran for the bedroom.

And when I realized
where she was going, I...

I locked myself
inside the safe room.

She hit the panic button,

grabbed a gun
out of the dresser.

She wasn't fast enough.

Guy came in and shot her before
she could pull the trigger.

After that, he picked up
the gun and took off.

I waited till he was gone,
then I came out.

I tried to help her,
but it was too late.

Then I heard the cops coming.

I was afraid if they found me,
they'd think I did it.

You got to believe me.

There's nothing more
I could've done.

So, Morrow took these pictures
off the monitors

in the safe room?

Yeah, he wanted evidence
to back up his story.

The resolution's
obviously not very good.

Well, good enough,
though.

Here's our murderer:

Jimmy Brigante,
36 years old.

Convictions for assault
and weapons possession.

Yeah, but nothing here seems
to connect him with our Vic.

Wait, wait, wait.
Look at that.

Known associates.

This guy's
suspected of being

one of Michelle Shioma's
top soldiers.

So how does a single mother
living in Kahala

get herself mixed up
with a Yakuza boss?

Maybe Vanessa Diaz
was more

than a single mother
from Kahala.

Huh.
Let's think about it.

She's got no job.
She's got no spouse.

She's got no money coming in,

yet she lives
in a 5,000-square-foot house

in one of the Island's
most expensive zip codes.

It doesn't sound
like a regular

citizen to me, all right?

And-and let's not forget

the town she's from,
it's in Sinaloa.

Right, the narco
capital of the world.

So what, you think
she's part of a drug cartel?

Well, I don't know,
but I mean,

the background in finance,
i-it could be a cover.

Something to explain
why she has money.

Well, if you're right,
then Vanessa's murder

just might be another one
of Shioma's power moves,

like she did with Adam.

All right,
let's contact the DEA.

See if they got
anything on Vanessa.

And let's get
an alert out on Brigante.

Um, thanks again...

for before.

Oh, you know,

your dad seems
really sweet.

Seems like you have
a good relationship.

That wasn't always the case.

When-when I was growing up,

I was closer to my mom.

Hmm.

After she died,

uh, my dad and I
drifted apart.

It's really just been
the past few years

that we've
patched things up.

Well, he's lucky to have
you looking after him.

Tell you the truth,

it-it hasn't been easy.

His, uh, health
is failing.

Not sure how much time
he has left.

It's been, uh...

difficult to watch.

I know what you
mean, actually,

'cause my mom suffered a brain
aneurysm a few years ago.

And she can't speak.

She needs constant care.

It's been rough on everyone.

Yeah.

I'm sorry.

Well, I should let you get
back to actual police work.

You know, you're a good egg,
Officer Kalakaua.

That Adam is a lucky man.

McGarrett asked me to see

if I could verify
Vanessa's finance background,

so I checked with all the
brokerage houses on the Island,

and none of them have ever
interviewed a Vanessa Diaz

who specializes in emerging
markets in Latin America.

Well, Steve was right.

Yeah. Job was a cover story.

Good work.

Jer, I was thinking...

You have a stable job
here now, right?

Yeah, I mean, still no badge, but...
Right.

But, uh, you're employed,
got some money in the bank.

I got a little green.

Actually, most of it's gold now.

Started converting it last year.

Think we're going
back to the gold standard.

Right, right,
I remember you telling me.

Well, seeing as you have
a job and some money,

I'm wondering if
it might be time to...

get your own place.

You want me to move out?

Is this 'cause I don't pay rent?

Because I pitch in
in other ways.

I mean, cooking,
cleaning, laundry.

No, no, uh,
it's not about the rent.

Is it me?

Am I doing something?

No... No, this is...
actually more about me.

I see.

It's not me, it's you.

Or is this about her?

Well...

Look, I'm not an idiot, okay?

I can see with Abby
in the picture

how I might be
cramping your style.

I mean, a little...?

Sure.

You want your alone time.
I got that.

But, you know, for the record,
any time I hear any noises,

I slap on some headphones.

You know, unlike the NSA,
I respect your privacy.

I appreciate that.

Uh, but s-still.

You want me gone.

Look, we don't have
to decide anything right now.

I just wanted
to start the discussion.

No, no, no, no... I get it.

Lieutenant Kelly.

I'm sorry?

When the officers
came to pick her up,

Sara told them that she had an
uncle in the police department.

Said his name was Chin.

Okay.

Is that all she said?

Yeah.

And no one's told her
about her mom yet, right?

No. Social Services wants
to give us more time

to... track down
the next of kin.

All right.

Let me have a few
minutes with her, okay?

Hi, Sara.

My name's
Lieutenant Kelly.

Hi.

Hi.

Is it okay if we talk
for a few minutes?

Okay.

What's her name?

Newton.

He's a boy.
Oh.

Of course he's a boy.

How did I not know that?

He's very handsome.

And you have a rabbit
bracelet, too.

You must really like rabbits.

My mommy gave it to me.

She said I should
never take it off.

Hmm.

That's a good idea.

You just moved
here, right?

Do you know about a place
called Manana Island?

We also call it Rabbit Island.

Do you know why?

Because there used
to be wild rabbits

that used to run
all over the place.

And if you look really closely,

you can see that the island
even looks like a rabbit head.

That's weird.

Yes, that's so weird.

Hey.

Sara, can I ask
you a question?

The nice officer told me

that you said that
you had an uncle

in the police department.

Is that right?

How do you know that?

'Cause that's
what my mommy told me.

Okay.

Did your mommy say anything
else about this uncle?

Uh-huh. She said
he was married to my aunt.

And I was named after her.

Okay, so your aunt
is named Sara, too?

No, my middle name
is my aunt's name.

Oh.

What's your middle name?

Malia.

Sara,

your father,

is his name Gabriel?

Do you know my daddy?

Gabriel must have met Vanessa

when he was
living in Mexico.

He probably kept
her and Sara a secret

because he knew they'd
be targets for his enemies.

Yeah, well, Shioma must
have found out somehow.

That's why she sent Brigante
to question Vanessa.

She figures if anybody knows
where Gabriel is, it's her.

Okay, I guess the question is:
what did Brigante find out?

What's gonna happen
with Sara now?

Well, for the time being, HPD's
gonna take her to a safe house.

I'd like to be there with her.

Of course.

All right, we, uh, we should
go talk to Michelle Shioma.

Yeah, we should do that now.

Thanks for coming back.

Yeah, you said,
uh, it was urgent.

I got a little concerned.

But you didn't say anything
to Gerard, right?

No.
Good.

Good.

Malasada?

They're a little stale
but still pretty good.

No, thanks.

Mr. Hirsch, is
everything all right?

No, ev-everything is fine.

I just wanted to talk
to you about my son.

Just the two of us.

Okay.

Look, I know the truth.

I know
what he's done.

The stolen paintings,
the forgeries, prison.

He tries, but he can't fool me.

I don't understand.

If you know about everything,
why do you pretend not to?

Because it's important to Gerard

to believe that
I'm proud of him.

I-I-I don't know where
I went wrong with him.

Believe me, I didn't
set out to raise a crook.

I'm sure you did your best.

For what it's worth,

he seems to have really
turned his life around.

Yes, that's true.

But I know it isn't
easy for him.

My son has
a real affection

for the finer things,

and I know
he misses that stuff.

Look, I know we don't
know each other,

but I need to ask a favor.

Will you keep an eye
on him for me?

Help him to stay
on the straight and narrow?

Of course.

Thank you.

Vanessa Diaz?

I'm sorry, but I don't know
anyone by that name.

Okay, what about
Jimmy Brigante?

You know him?

That sounds familiar.

Uh, think he may have been one
of my daughter's tennis coaches.

Or, uh, was it swimming?

All right,
Vanessa Diaz's full name

is Vanessa Diaz Waincroft.

She was Gabriel's wife,
she was shot dead

in her home last night,

and Jimmy Brigante
pulled the trigger.

Now, you already know all this

because Jimmy Brigante
works for you,

and you're the one who sent him
over there to get information.

At the moment,
Brigante's in the wind,

but we are gonna
catch up with him,

and when we do,
he's gonna roll on you.

Look, here's the thing.
You-you got kids, right?

You got-- your daughters are,
what, eight and ten years old?

The way things look
right now,

you're probably gonna
go away and not get out

until the young one's
about 30 years old, right?

But if you help us,

maybe we can guarantee
that you get to see,

uh, the young one's
high school graduation.

Look, all we want to know is
what Brigante was able to learn

about Gabriel's whereabouts.
That's it.

Gentlemen, if I knew where
to find Gabriel Waincroft,

I would tell you.

The man killed
my father.

I want to see him punished
as much as you do.

I-I believe that.

But I think that you'd rather
see him dead than in prison.

I'm sorry,
I just can't help you.

Okay.

Well, we'll just have to see
what Brigante's got to say

when we catch up with him.

Why is that, uh,
why is that funny?

It's just that you guys
seem pretty confident

despite your
track record.

I'm sorry, “track record”?

Oh, meaning Five-O hasn't
had a whole lot of success

getting people
to open up about me.

You talking about the prison
guard from Halawa?

That guy was...
he was terrified of you.

But Jimmy Brigante,
he's a tough kid.

I mean, I guarantee you, he's
gonna give you up in a second

if it means less
prison time for him.

Her lawyer's
upstairs.

How you doing
in there anyway?

Really good,
really good.

She's, uh, she's about
to break any second.

Mmm.

Got a lead on Brigante?

Not a thing.

All right, Steve, we got to...
we got to let her go.

We got nothing
to hold her on. No?

I can't believe it.

Yeah, well, you and me both.

Do you think Malia knew
about Vanessa?

It's possible.

I know she was in touch with
Gabriel when he was in Mexico.

Okay, so what's she like? Sara?

She's a sweet kid.

The fact is,
she's Gabriel's blood.

Having a hard time wrapping
my head around that.

Yeah, well, she's
Malia's blood, too.

Yeah.

Listen, I should go.

Okay, I-I'll talk
to you later.

No! No! No!

Stop! No!

Abby, find Sara.

The bracelet.

Her bracelet.

What? What bracelet?
I don't understand.

Bracelet.
Sorry, we need to go.

Now.

Steve!

He's okay.
Listen to me.

He's gonna be all right.

Two shots, through and
through, no vitals, okay?

He's gonna be
okay, all right?

All right,
MAILE AMBER Alert is out.

HPD is pulling traffic footage.

All right,
what about the dead guy?

We get an I.D.?

Yeah, his name's Raymond Murata.

And, uh, he's got, uh,
ties to the Yakuza.

This has Shioma
written all over it.

Okay, what is
her endgame anyway?

I mean, this isn't
a ransom play.

Is she really thinking

of killing Gabriel's
daughter out of revenge?

I think that might be

over the line, even for her.

If that was the plan, they
would've done it right here.

It's got to be about leverage.

It's leverage.

What do you mean?

I'm sure Gabriel
didn't tell Vanessa

where he is, okay, but what if,

what if she knows how to get
in touch with him?

Maybe that is what
Brigante got out of her.

And now that Michelle has Sara,
she can reach out to Gabriel

and offer him a deal.
Right.

He hands himself in,
she lets the kid go.

Look, I don't give a damn
if we got proof or not,

we need to drag
Michelle Shioma in

and get her to tell us
where Sara is.

I don't-- she's not gonna
say-- tell her what?

- She's not gonna say anything.
- He's right.

She's not gonna talk, but
if we keep her out there,

we can monitor her
and maybe get a lead.

And what if we don't, then?

How are we gonna
find Sara?

Her bracelet.

What about it?

Chin just said something
about Sara having a bracelet.

So?

I worked a kidnapping case
years ago--

a young daughter
of a wealthy family.

The only way
we could find her

was thanks to a GPS chip
in her necklace.

Parents thought
she might be a target,

so they made her
wear it all the time.

And maybe Vanessa
took the same precautions.

Maybe Sara's bracelet's
a tracker.

Okay, Abby, get in touch
with every security company

on the island that does
GPS monitoring of children.

Let's do that right now.

No! No! No!

No...!

Chin was right
about the bracelet.

Vanessa used a company
called Hawkeye Security

to track Sara's movements.

They just sent us
the GPS coordinates.

She's being held
in a house in Waimanalo.

All right, so I got
four infrared bodies.

Looks to be
three hostiles

and little Sara.

So, she's just sitting
right out there in the open.

We rush in there, she can
get hit in the crossfire.

Chin.

Steve, don't ask me
to stand down.

The little girl's my niece.

I'm gonna check the perimeter.

Target in sight.

Go.

Steve, we got another one!

Infrared didn't pick him up.

He must have been downstairs.

That's close enough!

Brigante.

Please stop!
Please let me go!

She's just a little kid.

You let her go.

That's not gonna happen.

Let her go.

Three seconds!

One.

Put the kid down!

Two.

I got her!

Sara, it's Lieutenant Kelly.

I got you, okay?

I got you.

Is she all right?

Yeah, I'm gonna take her out.

All right,
here we go.

You okay?

Sara, I'm taking
the blindfold off, okay?

Okay?
Hey, you okay?

All right, come here.

It's okay, everything's
gonna be fine now, okay?

All right.

Okay.

This is Officer Kalakaua.

She's gonna
help us, too, okay?

You're safe, okay?

We got you.

Let us take these off.
Yeah.

Brigante.

Oh, damn.

This guy was
our best shot

at nailing Shioma.

Yep.

But saving that kid out there?

That's all that mattered.

♪ Like when I close my eyes ♪

♪ And don't even care
if anyone sees me dancing ♪

♪ Like I can fly ♪

♪ And I don't even think
I'm touching the ground, yeah ♪

♪ Like a heartbeat skip,
like an open page ♪

♪ Like a one-way trip
on an aeroplane ♪

♪ It's the way that I feel
when I'm with you ♪

♪ Brand-new ♪

♪ I feel brand-new... ♪

I still don't know
why I agreed to this.

Because surfing is awesome.

And you're gonna get
a free, one-on-one lesson

from a former pro.

Yes, but I hate the water.

And other than
getting to see me

in a bathing suit,

I don't know what
you get out of it.

It's my way
of saying thanks.

You've been
a big asset to Five-O.

You've helped us close
four cases in the past year.

And I want you to know
that we appreciate it.

And you.

Wow.

I'm moved,
Officer Kalakaua.

Of course, I could think
of some other ways

you could show
your appreciation.

Really?

Uh, that-that wasn't
a sleazy come-on!

It's just that I abhor the sea!

There's sharks and jellyfish
and stingrays and coral reefs.

If God had meant
for man to swim,

he would've
given us flippers.

Hirsch?

I got your back.

I'm not gonna let
anything happen to you.

Okay.

Let's go.

Okay, first thing,
this is your surfboard.

Where's the seat?

Funny. When you get
into the water,

you're gonna want to lay down
on it like this and paddle.

Will you give me
mouth-to-mouth if I drown?

Seriously?

Okay, I'll shut up now.

Mommy?

Hey.

You slept a long time.

You okay?

Oh.

I know someone who would love
to say hello to you.

Say hi.

Where's my mommy?

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