Hawaii Five-0 (2010–…): Season 6, Episode 3 - Ua 'o'oloku ke anu i na mauna - full transcript

Previously on Hawaii Five-O...

I missed you.

I missed you, too.

So after the wedding,

how long are you
planning on staying?

How long do you want me to stay?

STEVE: I'm gonna ask Catherine
to marry me.

Hey, buddy,
that's great, huh?

Hey, hey, I'm driving here!
What, are you crazy?

Yeah, it's good.

(doorbell rings)



CHIN:
Got here as quick as I could.

STEVE:
Kono, how's Adam?

He's still in surgery.

But even if he pulls through,

Gabriel got away with the money
that was meant to buy his

freedom from the Yakuza;
without it, we're both dead.

We had two Yakuzas sitting
outside our house yesterday.

They're back.

Turn off the car
and put your hands

out the window
so I can see them.

Do it now!

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

You okay?



Yeah.

Any idea who
these guys were?

Yakuza. No I.D.

I scanned their
prints, but I got

no hits here or
internationally.

It just means they're good.

Not go enough.

Look, if Goro Shioma's putting
muscle outside your house,

it means he's
sending you a message.

He wants his money.

The only problem is
Gabriel has it.

And he wasn't gonna let these
two guys have it, either.

You think Gabriel
took these guys out?

Yeah, keep Shioma's
focus on me and Adam,

while Gabriel
reestablishes himself.

All right, I'm putting
HPD on your house.

We need to get word to Shioma
before he retaliates.

He's got to know that
you had nothing to do with this.

♪ ♪

(splashing)

♪ ♪

(muffled gunshot)

(Hawaii Five-O
theme song plays)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Sorry I woke you
up so early.

(laughs)

I'm glad you did.

Yeah?

Okay, go back to sleep.

'Cause I'm gonna
make us some eggs.

Yes, ma'am.
Okay.

(door closes)

(beeps)

(phone chiming)

(Catherine speaking quietly)

(floorboard creaks)

(speaking in Pashto)

(alarm blaring)

Eric!

Whoa! What the hell?!

(grunts)

Just-just wake up.

What... what time is it?

It is time for you

to buy your own
personal alarm clock.

I got my own one, Uncle D.

That's funny.

Then why am I up at 5:45
in the morning?

(groans)

Backup.

I don't want to be late
my first day of work.

Uh-huh.
Hey, you know,

I-I really appreciate
you hooking me up

with this job at the
crime lab, you know?

So I want to show
you my commitment

with on-time punctuality.

"On time" and "punctuality"

mean the same thing,
you big putz.

Okay.

Did you or did you not tell me
I need to crush this job

or you're gonna ship my ass
back to Jersey in a crate.

You're paraphrasing, but I said
something like that, yeah.

So a solid first
impression is key.

I keep my job.
I move out.

I get my own place.
Ah.

Huh?
Win-win for both of us.

(cell phone ringing)

You see?

You were gonna be up anyways.

I can't believe
we're related.

MAX: The victim's name
is Ben Lahinea.

He owns a coral art gallery
in Waikiki.

I've actually seen
some of his work.

He goes in the ocean--
mostly Rock Piles surf break--

and uncovers

long lost items that have
been encrusted in coral

and turns them
into unique art pieces.

Okay, enough with the art
history lesson, please.

Hey, don't pay any attention
to him, Max, okay?

He's just mad that he didn't
listen to me when I told him

to rent a separate apartment
for his nephew.

I told him three times.
Oh...

Are you gonna lend me
the money to do that?

Huh? You know?
'Cause you know I don't have it.

Go on.
I didn't mean to snap at you.

Please.

Your apology's accepted,
Detective.

Go on, Max.
Oh, yes.

Uh, well, a commercial
fishing boat, uh,

discovered our victim.
floating in the ocean.

A GSW to the chest.

His kayak was recovered
by the coast guard.

But unfortunately none
of his salvage items were in it.

All right, so, uh,

this guy finds something
he's not supposed to find.

The killer takes it,
puts a bullet in him,

and drops him, uh,
in the ocean.

A good theory,
but highly unlikely.

The shape and depth
of the entry wound

suggests that the bullet
was traveling at an unusually

slow trajectory
when entering the body.

That, coupled with the fact
there was water in his lungs,

would indicate
he was shot underwater.

And there's also this.

Oh, and who is that?

That is
a John Doe murder,

unsolved
from six weeks ago.

His body washed up
at the Ala Moana Beach.

What, you think
they're connected?

Undoubtedly.

The bullet that killed
Ben Lahinea

was a direct ballistics match
to the slug

that I recovered
from our John Doe.

STEVE:
You're saying these two guys

were killed with the same gun?

That is correct,
gentlemen.

Find the gun,
and you'll solve both murders.

(grunting)

Put your back
into it, Ani.

You get what you
paid for, Jerry.

Well, how about I up you
to 50 cents a box?

Can you afford that?

Relax. I'm on the government
payroll now.

Wow.

Hi, Chin.
Hey.

Jerry, you do know
that child labor

is illegal in this country?

He's not working.
He's a paid intern.

What he learns from me
will benefit him

in the workforce one day.

ANI:
I'll be right back, Jerry.

"Cable Television:

How the Government Expanded
Their Subversive Tool."

Kids gonna be
way more prepared

for the real world
than I ever was.

(chuckles)

Uh, listen.

I just came in to check and see

how your new office
is coming along.

Um, got everything you need?

It's coming along.

Okay, anything I
can do for you?

Well, since you brought it up,

while I'm stoked you guys
finally came to your senses

and brought me into the fold,
I was kind of thinking

that I was gonna be upstairs,
you know, with the big boys.

Yeah.
And girl.

Right.

Look, uh, I'm really
sorry about that.

But space is actually
really tight upstairs.

This is the best we can do.

Okay, cool.

Well, I'll make it work.

(cell phone ringing)

Ooh, here we go.

Actually, you can relax.

It's not work.

This is Chin Ho Kelly.

Yes, I appreciate you
returning my call.

I have a message for Mr. Shioma
from Adam Noshimuri

and Kono Kalakaua.

Are we lost?

No, we're not lost.

Why?

'Cause you got a look on
your face like we are lost,

like you don't know where
the hell we're going.

Catherine, man.

Ah, that was gonna
be my next question.

What happened?

Well, I overhear her on the
phone this morning, all right?

And she's talking
to somebody in Afghanistan.

And you think
that she's what--

maybe getting ready
to leave again?

Yeah.

I do.
Did she say that?

No.

I don't know.

I mean, my Pashto's
a little rusty,

but there was something
in her voice.

Did you ask her about it?

No.

Of course
you didn't.

You gotta ask her
about it, Steve.

First things first.

You gotta confront her
and see what's going on.

Okay. And say what?
"Hey, honey.

So I was listening
in on your phone call and..."

You don't got to
worry about that.

That phone call was a,
uh, house casualty.

A "house casualty"?
Yeah.

What is a "house casualty"?

It means that it
happened in your house,

so it's, you know,
everything's fair game.

You know what I mean?
Yeah.

Like, she made a call,
you just happened

to overhear it.
Yeah, she's in my...

I'm not eavesdropping.

No.
It's my house.

That's my point.

It's a no-fault "violation"
of privacy. You see?

She can't get upset about that.

But still,

if she's thinking of leaving,

she must have her reasons.

Yeah, but
it's a reason

that I believe that
she should be sharing

with the guy
that's potentially

gonna ask her to marry him.
Well...

I'm not doing that anymore.

I can't ask her to marry me
if she's thinking of leaving.

What am I, an idiot?

Why is the glass
always half empty?

What do you know
about that phone call?

Maybe she was calling those
people that she helped out

to see how
they're doing.

Maybe she was saying
"happy birthday."

You don't know
what that call was about.

And what? You're just gonna
throw everything away

behind a misunderstanding?
That's insane.

Uh, you make a good point,
I guess.

Of course I make a good
point, because I am not

the type of person who
freaks out at the first sign

of uncertainty.
No, you... no, you are not.

Maybe I am that type of person.

That's not the point.

The point is this:

Figure out what's going on,

put a ring on the girl's finger
and that's that. Okay?

Nahele picked it up today.

That's good.

Do not abort this mission,
do you understand me?

Yes, sir.

Here we are, buddy.
Rock Piles.

This is where Ben Lahinea's wife
said he went diving.

Why is it Rock Pi...

I don't see any piles,
I don't see any rocks.

Seriously, who names
these surf breaks anyways?

We're in the middle
of the ocean.

I don't see any signs.
Do you see any signs?

Maybe we passed a sign,

but I don't think so.

I-I mean,
what's with this place?

Everything's... every place
got to have a name?

I'll tell you what.

Why don't you contemplate
that for a second?

I'll be right back.

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♪ ♪

All right, so how'd
it go with Shioma?

Did he believe you?
I don't know.

But you know what?
He'd be crazy to think

that you killed two of
his people outside your house.

(sighs)

All right, so what's
our next move?

Well, Shioma gave us
a week to find Gabriel

and prove that he was
the one behind all this.

We've been looking for
Gabriel a long time.

What's another week?

Well, it's more time than
we had this morning, right?

(sighs)

Listen, Kono,

we will find Gabriel.

And we will get
Shioma his money back

so you and Adam
can finally move forward.

I promise you.

Hey, guys.

Hey, where
you going?

I'm going to the crime lab.
You want to come with me?

Isn't it Eric's first day?
It is.

That's why I'd like you to come,

so I don't punch him
in the mouth.

(computer whirring)

Pretty sweet, huh?

I've only been on
the gig a few hours

and I'm already
at the center

of an epic murder
investigation.

I blame Stella.

That's my sister.

All right, Eric, why don't you
tell us what you have?

Right. Most of
these items

have a crazy amount
of porolithon buildup.

It's a genus of coralline algae.

It makes up the majority
of Hawaiian reef structures.

Also, it grows very quickly
over hard surfaces,

leaving a thin layer
of coral-like crust.

Impressive, right?

Yeah, it's impressive.

Um, but if I were you,
I would maybe, um,

ease back on
the energy drinks

and just bring it
down a notch.

Just 'cause there's
people around, you know?

Right.

Porolithon.
It grows at a rate of

three millimeters a month,
give or take.

So most of these items

have been under the water
way over a year.

However, the gun
and the keys

have significantly
less buildup.

My calculations put
them under the water

the same amount of time--
about six weeks.

Uh-huh. All right.

Our John Doe washed up
on shore six weeks ago.

Okay. So whoever
the killer is

dumps the body, gun and the keys
in the water at the same time.

Right. And these things
stay there

until Ben Lahinea finds them
this morning.

KONO:
Lahinea's bag

has a tear in it.

I mean, the gun
could have slipped out

and accidentally discharged.

(muffled gunshot)

Okay.

That's a decent theory
explaining Lahinea's death,

but it does not tell us
who killed our John Doe.

Ah...

I can maybe help
you out with that.

You don't have to raise
your hand, you can just talk.

All right. Well, the
revolver's serial number's

completely
scratched off.

Illegible.

But...

I could probably lift it
if you give me some time.

KONO:
Well, it's pretty bad.

You can do that?

Sugar lips, a little
hydrochloric acid

and crystalline chloride,
I can do anything.

DANNY:
Except breathe

with a busted nose, okay?

Do not call her
"sugar lips." Ever.

Got it. Less caffeine,
tone down the misogyny.

I'm all over it.

Let us know if you find
something, please.

All right!

(whistles)

STEVE:
Look at that.

Nahele, I really appreciate

you picking this up
for me today, all right?

'A 'ole pilikia.

I mean, it don't seem too right

to spend all that money
on an allotrope of carbon.

An allotrope of carbon?

Glad you haven't been
ditching your science class.

I mean, look, you could spend
all that money on a new truck.

Yes, I could.

But, uh, I wouldn't trade
what I got for anything.

Before you go all mushy on me,
I'm gonna get outta here.

You'll know what I'm talking
about one day, buddy.

And here I thought
you were a car guy.

Later, Commander.

Hey, all right,
so we...

What was that you put
under your arm, there?

Does it...
Is that the thing?

Is this the thing?

It's a thing.

Well, you gonna let me see it?

Yeah, sure.
You can see it.

All right.
Look at you.

Look at that!

Catherine is
gonna love this.

Too bad she's gonna have
to wait to get it, though.

What are you talking about?

I just got off
with the crime lab.

Eric managed to get
a serial number

off the murder weapon.

The gun is registered
to Eddie Brooks.

He manages a gun range

in Koko Head.

Look, I already told you
I didn't kill anyone.

STEVE:
We know.

Your alibi checked out.

So you're gonna
let me outta here?

No.

No, you see,
it's amazing

what we can learn

by doing a simple
background check.

For instance, that you
bought 15 guns this year.

And I have a permit
for every one of them.

There's no crime
in being a collector.

GROVER:
That's true.

But see, then we had HPD
toss your place

and they didn't find one gun.

Now, don't you find that
a little strange

for a gun collector,
Eddie?

You see, Eddie,

you're what we call
a straw man.

You buy guns and you
sell them to people

who can't get them
for themselves.

And one of those guns
was used in a murder,

which makes you
an accessory.

GROVER:
And for that,

you're going to prison,
Mr. Second Amendment.

Unless, of course,
you want to cooperate

with your two new
best friends, here.

What do you want to know?

Everything.

Who'd you sell
this gun to?

EDDIE:
I don't remember.

Look, people pay cash,
I don't keep a log.

GROVER:
That's too bad,

because this gun you sold
killed two men.

Now you got
two choices:

either you tell us who
you sold that gun to,

or you're going into a box.

EDDIE:
Wait, wait.

That's the guy.

That's the guy
I sold that gun to.

You sure about that?
Positive.

His name's Miko Mosley.

GROVER:
Look at this mess.

STEVE:
Must be, uh,

must be the maid's day off.

Whoa. Check this out.

Couple paintings
here by, um...

well, some artist
I can't pronounce.

These things are worth
100 grand a pop.

You believe it?

STEVE:
Miko's got expensive taste.

I'll run 'em through

HPD Burglary
and Theft and NCIC.

See what we get.

Damn.

Whew.

I don't get it.

This guy, he's living

like a homeless person,

but he's rolling
like Mayweather.

(shutter clicking)
Well, you know what they say--

better to look good
than to live good.

Who says that?

Me.

STEVE: Find anything
else out there?

Yeah. More evidence of money
this man doesn't have.

Hey, Lou, come here
for a minute.

GROVER: This brother got
his own ATM machine.

I mean,
he's printing money.

He's bleaching the ink off ones,

and he's turning them
into hundreds.

He was playing a part.

He bought all these expensive
clothes, a bunch of artwork,

got himself a gun.

I think Miko Mosley was trying
to impress somebody.

Well, maybe that somebody
didn't buy into his ruse

and put a bullet
in his head.

(horn honks lightly)

Hey.

Hey, Danny.

Thanks for coming out
to meet me.

No problem.

Yeah.
Good to see you.

You, too.

Is everything all right?

Yeah, everything's good.

I just thought we should
have a conversation.

Okay.

Uh...

Nice view.

Oh, come on, bring it.

Just bring it.

Steve has been very happy
since you've been back.

Me, too.
That's good,

'cause I think that
that's what he likes,

when you are happy here,
you know?

I am.

Then don't leave again.

(clears throat)

Where did that come from?

I... Does Steve know
that you're here right now?

No, he does not,

and he would kill me if he did,

so please don't tell him.

Okay.

Catherine,

I'm just looking out
for my boy, all right?

When you left last time,
he was hurt, pretty bad.

Okay? He walked around trying
to pretend like he wasn't,

but I could see it.

He was suffering.

You know,
you don't walk away

from the kind of relationship
that the two of you had.

The relationship
that you have.

Look, I didn't mean
to hurt him, Danny.

Steve understood why
I had to stay behind

in Afghanistan.

He knew that that was
really important to me.

I know
he understood it.

That does not mean that
it didn't wreck him, you know?

Yeah.

Look, I-I have no idea

what he was like
before I met him,

but I can tell you now

that he is the best
version of himself

when you are around.

You're a good friend, Danny.

Well, if it wasn't me
standing here,

it'd be Chin,
it'd be Lou, it'd be Kono.

Look, the point is this,
all right?

Last couple years,

he's been through a lot,

and I just, I just think
he deserves to be happy.

I know, I know.

So that's why I'm here.

That's why I'm asking-- are you
gonna stick around for good?

There is nothing
that I want more.

That is fantastic news.
Come on.

KONO:
So Chin's got everyone working

on finding Gabriel, all right?

So trust me, Adam.

It's a small island--
he'll resurface.

Okay.

Oh, uh, I got to go,
so I'll see you tonight?

Okay.

Love you.

(phone beeps)

Ball and chain, huh?

Um...

It's cool, we don't
got to talk about it.

Me, I'm not getting
married till I'm 50.

You know, Clooney style.

Slay 'em when I'm young,
I'll settle down when I'm old.

Right, yeah, 'cause you and
Clooney have so much in common.

(chuckles)

Burn. Nice.

(sighs)

Okay.

Uh, anyway, I, uh,
did a comparison

on those keys that were
dumped in the ocean,

and I was able
to figure out the types.

Padlock, boat key,
house key.

Okay, great.

Miko washed up on shore,

so the killer could have used
a boat to dump the body,

and somehow the keys
ended up in the water.

Yeah, if that's
the case, though,

how'd your killer get
back to shore?

He could have
had a spare set.

Either way, let's focus
on the boat key.

See if you can find
a make and a model.

Easy.

Great.

Uh, actually,
Officer Kalakaua,

there's another reason
I called you down here.

Yeah, what is it?

Uh, one of the items in Ben
Lahinea's bag was a GoPro.

Now, judging by the coral
and the degradation,

this thing's been in the ocean
more than a year,

but I was able to
recover some footage.

Now, my uncle says
you're a surfer,

so I was kind of hoping maybe
you can help me I.D. this guy.

Oh, you know him.

Yeah, his name is Eli Hoku.

We used to surf
Pipeline together.

Last year he was
chasing a south swell,

and, uh, he drowned near a break
called Rock Piles.

I'm sorry.

This must have been
taken the day he died.

Uh, do me a favor--
make me a copy of this?

Yeah, you got it.
Okay.

Good job. Thanks.

DANNY: All right, so the background
check on Miko came back clean,

although he did have
some serious debt.

Yeah, we ran
his credit cards.

It turns out he tried to
rent in Kahala six weeks ago

using an online rental service,
but his card was declined.

So we contacted the owner,
a guy named Philip Kanae.

Now, Kanae agrees to rent him
the house for cash.

Place went for $5,000 a week.

STEVE:
Okay, but Miko's broke.

So he goes and prints
some money to pay for it.

What if Kanae found out?

Right, and he kills Miko
with is own gun,

and then put some distance
between himself

and the murder weapon.

Airline tickets show
he left Hawaii last month.

Just got back a few days ago.

Could have been laying low
until things settled down.

How do we find him?
All right, I got two addresses for him.

We got the rental property
in Kahala,

and we got a permanent address
in Diamond Head.

Okay, fine, Danny and I'll go
to Diamond Head,

see if we can find Kanae,
have a little chat.

You guys go
to the rental property,

see if you can
find anything

that links Kanae to the murder
of Miko Mosley.

Philip Kanae.

Clear.

CHIN (over speaker):
Clear.

GROVER:
Clear.

STEVE: Whoa, Danny,
take a look at this.

Look at that--
Perv TV.

CHIN:
Hey, Steve.

Hey, Chin.

Turn around.

Now look up.

Cheese.

(water bubbling)
Any sign of Kanae there?

No, place is empty. You?

No, same here.

I'll check it out.

STEVE:
Listen, contact HPD,

have 'em put an APB out
on this guy, okay?

If he didn't kill Miko,
maybe he saw who did.

Think you can forget that APB.

DANNY:
That Kanae?

Yeah.

Your victim has a fractured
skull and broken kneecaps,

along with multiple
contusions across his body.

All right, so he was beaten
to death, thrown in the pool.

What about TOD?

Well, liver temperature
indicates

approximately 72 hours ago.

Hey, guys. Damn.

Somebody Tony Soprano-ed the
hell out of this guy, huh?

MAX:
Eric.

Ho'omaika'i 'Ana.

It means, "Congratulations."

I totally knew that.

Well, I am positive
that nepotism had

nothing to do with the hire.

Thanks, Max... I think.

What the hell is he talking about?
It doesn't matter.

This is the part where you
tell us why you are here.

Right.

I found something
on Kanae's laptop.

Lead the way.

All right, so I've been
going through the files,

and it turns out Kanae has been
recording all of his renters.

Now, I'm talking everything,
and I mean everything.

Everything, huh?
Yeah.

Except someone recently
went through all the files

and deleted a day's worth of
footage from six weeks ago.

Six weeks ago, that's when
Miko was renting the place.

Right, so Kanae witnesses Miko's
murder, the killer finds out,

decides to get rid of all the
evidence, including Kanae.

Yeah, but why wait until now
to baby seal him?

Eric.
What? Too graphic?

I mean, it's
inappropriate.

You see, he's right
there, all right?

I got it; you're right,
I got it, all right?

The question still stands--
why kill him now?

Because he just got
back into town.

Right.

We need that
deleted footage.

Can you do that?
Right.

Does Kim Kardashian sleep
on her stomach?

Okay.

STEVE:
Danny, you got to help him.

Buddy, you're
an HR nightmare, okay?

Stop.
Sorry, Uncle D.

And don't call me "Uncle,"
don't call me "D."

Not in public, okay?

Okay, you got it.

Don't bow to me,
don't do any...

Just relax.

KAMEKONA:
All right, lunch is served.

My newest culinary achievement
about to debut on my new menu--

shrimp pot pie.

What the heck is this place?

Pretty nice, huh?

You gave up a cush gig
working at my shrimp truck

with ocean and other views
for this dungeon.

Well, first of all, I didn't
give up my gig working for you.

I just scaled it
back to part-time.

And secondly, don't let
appearances deceive you.

(sniffing)
Five-O values my input.

I smell bleach.

Yeah, I think it used to
be a janitor's closet.

And no windows.

You could lose track of time
down here, bruddah.

Like Caesars Palace
on the ninth island.

I was thinking more like
Batcave, but whatever.

Anyway, thanks for stopping
by and bringing me lunch.

Uh, it's very
thoughtful of you.

Well, you owe me $6.50, Batman.

You're charging me?

But I still work for you.

Half the time, half the price.

And you know I only accept cash.

CHIN: ay, time
to get to work, Jer.

Sweet.

KAMEKONA:
What's up, Chin?

Oh, howzit?

I was just
leaving anyway.

This place got me feeling
claustrophobic...

and a little unsettled.

Laters.

What's the case, boss?

So, crime lab restored

over 24 hours of deleted video
footage of a potential murder...

(laughing):
Yeah, it was all me.

I'm sorry, I'm...

This is Eric Russo;
he's our new lab tech.

He's also Detective
Williams' nephew.

Oh, cool.

Well, I need the two
of you to work together

and comb through
that footage

and see if there's any
connection to our murder.

Can do.

All right.

Hey, how you doing?

Who are you exactly?

Jerry Ortega,

special consultant, Five-O.

God, that feels good to say.

Hey, so the boat key that you
found in Lahinea's bag

traced back to a 2002
Strike 35 fishing boat.

Seven are registered on Oahu,
I cleared six of the owners.

What about the seventh?

It's registered to a
questionable shell corporation.

The owner is Aaron James.

He was arrested
for drug trafficking,

but the charges were
dropped last year.

All right,
so this is the one.

Okay.

KONO:
It doesn't fit.

Sorry, Steve.

Must not be
the right one.

I don't know about that.

You said this boat's
13 years old?

Yeah.

That's a brand-new
ignition.

STEVE:
I got blood.

Okay.

So sometime during the body
dump, our killer loses his keys,

and he has to improvise
to get back to shore.

Right, he doesn't
realize it,

but he has the
vic's blood on him

when he goes to
hot-wire the engine.

Okay.

Boss.

Aaron James!

Excuse me, sir?

Mind if we have
a word with you?

(motor revs)

STEVE:
Hey! Hey!

Kono!

(people shouting)

STEVE: You can stay quiet
all you want, Aaron,

but we know that you
dumped Miko's body

and we know
you killed Philip Kanae.

Like I said, I want my lawyer.

(buzzer sounds, door opens)

Okay, have HPD
transport this guy

to lockup.
What about my lawyer?

I'll make sure you get a cell
with a window in it,

so you can call for him.

Now I don't feel so bad.

I forgot how depressing
that room was compared to mine.

Jerry, I'm kind of busy.
Oh, yeah, about that--

did he tell you what happened?
No, not yet.

Well, I think I can.

AARON:
Check him.

Look, man...

it's all good.

AARON:
Yeah, we'll see.

What did I tell you? No guns.

MIKO:
It's a precaution.

AARON:
Show me the cash.

Ooh, hoo, hoo!

Looks right to me.

MIKO:
We good?

MAN:
These bills aren't real.

AARON:
Big mistake, pal.

And that pretty much
tells the story.

So Kanae gets back into town,

he checks the footage
from his rental,

he witnesses Aaron kill Miko.

But instead of
reporting it to police,

Kanae decides to blackmail him.
Yeah.

And we got the evidence
to prove it.

We found
text messages

between Kanae
and Aaron James.

Looks like they were
setting up a time

to meet at
Kapiolani Park.

All right. Somewhere,
Aaron changes his mind,

goes to the house
in Diamond Head,

kills him and
erases the video.

Don't forget the cliffhanger.

What cliffhanger?

Every good story has a new
dilemma for its heroes,

this included. Watch.

Yeah, it's me.

The buyer didn't pan out.

I took care of him.

Voilà.
Your cliffhanger.

Looks like Aaron's
working for someone.

Right, but clearly he's scared
of whoever it is.

That's why he wouldn't talk.

All right, so we'll just
go have a chat with him

after he gets through booking.

All right.
In the meantime,

I'll pull Aaron's
cell phone records.

Maybe we can
get us a hit

on who he was calling
in that video.

God, I love this table.

What's up, Lou?

GROVER:
That was Duke.

Somebody hit the HPD transport
with Aaron aboard.

They killed two officers
and extracted him.

Aaron's gone.

Who would be crazy enough

to pull off a stunt like that?

Guys, I got a hit
on that phone.

It's a burner.

Call it. Run a trace.

(line ringing)

MAN:
Who is this?

(phone disconnects)

STEVE: Chin, run that
little snippet

through voice
recognition.

See if we can get
something.

Gabriel Waincroft.

GROVER:
This guy,

he ain't going away
any time soon.

♪ ♪

We recovered it this morning.

I think it's from
Eli's last surf.

Me ke aloha menemene.

(sniffles)

Keahi, come here.

Yeah, Mom?

This is your daddy.

(crying)

Mahalo.

♪ ♪

I'm sorry.

You just got here.

Look, Steve,

it's not that I don't love you.

I do.

But I have to go away
for a little bit.

How long?

The truth is,
I don't really know.

This is so hard.

(inhales sharply)

I need more

than what a relationship
can give me right now.

Okay.

What do you want?

To feel needed.

You are.

No, not like that.

See, when your phone rings,
someone needs you.

Okay? And you can help them.

And I want to feel that.

So come back to Five-O.

No.

Steve, Five-O is you.

It's always gonna
be your thing, okay?

I need to build something
on my own.

(sighs)

So you're going
back to Afghanistan?

No. Nepal.

That earthquake
hit them hard.

I'm going to be running
helidrops for the Red Cross.

Getting those supplies
to people who need it the most

is where I can...

I can make a difference.

All right, well, that's
a two-month op at most.

Could be more.

You know, Catherine, if you
want out of this thing,

why don't you just
look me in the eye

and tell me you want
out of this thing?

If I could be at two places

at the same time, I would.

Yeah, but you can't,
Catherine.

And-and you're choosing
the place where I'm not.

I mean...

Listen, if you
leave today,

I can't...
I can't wait for you.

Not anymore.

You understand?

(sighs heavily)

(sobs)

Yeah.

I understand.

Okay, I'll drive you
to the airport.

I already called
for a ride.

I'd rather say good-bye
to you here.

(sniffles)

Come here.

(sobs)

I'm so sorry.

I will always,
always love you, okay?

(car door opens, closes)

(car door opens, closes)

(engine starts)

Aloha.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(sniffles)

(dialing phone)

Zulu-Seven-Six-Three-One.

MAN:
Are we secure?

We are.

Where are you?

On my way.

What about your cover?

He didn't question it.

Are you sure you can do this,
Lieutenant?

Absolutely.