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♪

Whoo-wee.

You sure got all of that one.

Thanks. You have a great day
today, Captain Grover.

You know I will.
Good to meet you.

Mr. Grover, sir.

Yeah.

If I could make a suggestion...

I haven't even
swung a club yet.

You're already making
suggestions?

It's just,

you may not want to tell
everyone you're law enforcement.

This club,

it can be a little...Eh, say no
more, Pakele.

I get it. Blue-collar guy
on a cop's salary like myself

doesn't exactly fit in
with the ritzy, glitzy profile

of most of your
membership here.

Yeah, I already got that memo
in the form of my application

being stuck on the bottom
of a pile for years.

Driver, please.

♪ Shine your light, we can be
lost in the summertime... ♪

Captain Grover.Oh, what the hell?

[sighs]

Sorry to interrupt, sir.

My name is Zev Shaham.

I am the head of security here
at the club.

Wait just a minute.
Before you start

asking for membership
cards and such,

you ought to know that my wife
won this round for me

fair and square
by bidding on it at an auction.

Of course. And we're very
pleased to have you here, sir.

In fact, there is a matter
I need your assistance with.

Well, can it wait, say,
18 holes?

I'm sorry, Captain, it cannot.

GROVER:
Yeah, he's dead,
all right.

Have you called HPD?

I was about to do so, sir,
when we were made aware

that you were
on the premises.

Management thought
it would be more prudent

to seek your assistance.

Oh, did they, now?Since we don't yet know

if it's an accident or some kind
of equipment malfunction,

management is hoping
this can be handled

with the appropriate level
of discretion and sensitivity.

As I'm sure you can appreciate,

the club has a reputation
to protect.

Oh, I'm as discrete and
sensitive as the next guy,

but not for nothing, you do have

a dead body
in your cryo-chamber.

[exhales]

Okay.

Tell me something,

do you know if anybody
entered this room

while this gentleman was
receiving his treatment?

Not that I am aware of.

And for obvious reasons,
we can't have cameras here,

so there's no way to check.

Why do you ask?

Come here.

You see these dents

on the inside
of the door?

This guy was trying to bang
his way out of this thing.

And these bruises

all over his hands
tell the same story.

Maybe the locking mechanism
malfunctioned,

trapping him inside.

Doubtful.

Look at these handles
on the outside of the door.

They both have indentations.

Someone barred the door shut.

I got some bad news
for you, buddy.

This gentleman here
was murdered.

[Hawaii Five-O
theme song playing]

[sighs]

If you, if you keep doing
this, you're gonna get, uh,

you're gonna get
more wrinkles.

You're a dermatologist now?

Well, I'm just saying...Well, zip it.

You-- Just saying,

maybe lighten up a little bit.

Okay. Don't tell me
to lighten up.

Okay.
All right?

Where is this lady?
Is she coming,

uh, this week or wh--
How long are we gonna sit here?

Have you heard anything
about, uh, Mrs. Wo Fat?

I, uh, reached out
to Interpol.

There were no hits
on any of Daiyu Mei's aliases,

but I can't say I'm surprised
she's laying low

after what went down.

You know?Okay, well, hmm.

Haven't heard back from Adam?

Nope.No.

Left him messages.Yeah, I left him messages, too.

I'm gonna keep leaving him
messages until he calls me back.

Yeah, well,
assuming that happens,

he's got a lot
of explaining to do.

[door opens]

Hi.Good morning, Mr. Williams.

DANNY: Hi.I am sorry to keep you waiting.

It's okay.Uh, are we expecting
Charlie's mother?

Uh, no, no. She's not coming
today, unfortunately.

STEVE:
I am here, though.

I'm Steve McGarrett.
I'm his, uh, his partner.

We work together.

I see. Uh, typically,
these meetings

are only open to family.

He's family. He's, uh,
basically Charlie's uncle.

Thank you.
Thanks.

STEVE:
I'm also, uh,

his emotional support friend.

Okay, then.

Okay.

So, I called
this meeting

because...DANNY: Yeah, no,
I know, I know. Um...

Another kid punched, uh,
Charlie, so, uh,

I guess the-the question is,
what-what are you guys, uh,

what are you gonna do?Yes.

That is the question.

And if this were
an isolated incident,

I'd be giving you a
very different answer.

So it's not-- What do you mean,
an isolated incident?

This has happened before? What?

When the teacher spoke
with Charlie

after today's altercation,
he admitted

that he and Blake
have had friction

for quite some time.What kind of friction?

DANNY:
Steve.
Sorry.

What kind of friction?

Blake's been engaging in all
the typical bullying behaviors.

Uh, intimidation, name-calling.

And recently, he started
taking Charlie's things.

His calculator,

his Nintendo Switch.

His Nintendo Switch. Yeah,
he told me that he lost that.

I don't know why he'd lie to me.

Don't feel bad.

Kids are often afraid to come
forward about being bullied.

But the school takes
this issue very seriously.

Okay, great. So what-- again,
what's the school gonna do?

Well, we've found the only cure
is conversation.

Between both kids and
both sets of parents.

So are the-- Blake's parents,
they coming in, or...?

I got a call
just before I came in.

And, unfortunately,
Mr. and Mrs. Tatum

will not be able
to make it in today.

So, then what are we doing here?

I mean, if they're not
gonna show up,

how are we gonna have
a-a conversation?

Okay. Uh, look...

Wait, hold on.No, no, no. It's fine.

Um, I appreciate, um,

you calling me in,
but I-I will, um,

I'll handle it from here.

Okay? Come on. Let's go.Yep. [clears throat]

Okay. And thank you. Uh...Oh.

This was, uh, very productive.

Was it?

Not really.

Thank you.[door closes]

AUTOMATED VOICE: You have
one new voice-mail message.

JUNIOR [over phone]: Hey, uh,
sorry I'm calling so early.

I'm sure you're still asleep,
but, uh...

I just got called up
for reserve duty.

I'm on my way to Dillingham,
so by the time you get this,

I'll be wheels up.

I don't know
how long I'll be gone,

and I'm not allowed to get
in contact while I'm away,

but I'll call you
as soon as I can.

And, um, Tani,

I'm looking forward to picking
up from where we left off.

[phone beeps]

Hello?

[cell phone ringing]

GROVER:
Officer Tani Rey, good morning.

Is it?

Because I'm at work
and nobody's here.

Well, that's because Steve

had to help Danny with something

and Quinn has got
a deposition in court,

and I'm sure you heard about

Junior getting called up, right?

Uh, yeah, I did.

And where are you?Well, I'm at

the Ali'i Aina golf club.

How lovely.

Well, it ain't that lovely.
I managed to catch myself

a homicide while I've been here.

Really? Okay, well, in that
case, give me the address.

Well, um, we kind of got this.

I'm getting helped out
by the head of security here,

and we're, uh, trying to keep
a light footprint.

A light footprint?

Yeah, I get it. You're trying
not to upset the guests?

Something like that, yeah.

Wait a sec. Is this the same

fancy-pants golf club that
you've been trying to get into

for, like, ever?

What the hell's that got
to do with anything?

I'm just saying.

Well, instead of just saying,
why don't you get

to just doing
and make yourself useful?

Can you run financials and, uh,
phone records on our vic?

All righty, then.
Okay, who is this guy?

His name is Chuck Tsao.
He's 44 years old.

Been a member here at this club
since 2009.

On it.Great. Keep me posted.

Dr. No. What you got for me?

Well, it appears Mr. Tsao
arrived at 8:15 a.m.

for his regular
cryotherapy session.

His killer barred the door shut
and then maxed out the timer.

As a result,
Mr. Tsao was subjected

to a negative-200-degree
chilling blast

of evaporating liquid nitrogen
for over ten minutes.

Ooh. Minus 200?

Damn, that's cold.

NOELANI:
Yeah. And excruciating.

At extreme temperatures
like that,

things go from bad to worse
with remarkable speed.

Well, I have
to get Mr. Tsao

back to the lab,
but it's going to be hours

before he thaws out enough
for an autopsy.

All right.
Well, thanks for your help.

And, uh, do me a favor, just
take the service entrance.

We don't want to
scare the members.

Right. Got it. Let's go.

Captain Grover.

As requested, here is
the sign-in sheet

from the front desk.

According to our system,
167 members

were on the premises
at the time of the murder.

167-- well,
we got a suspect pool.

It's an Olympic-sized
suspect pool, but...

And a lot of VIPs
on that list.

We need to tread carefully,
not to step on anyone's toes.

167 people?

That's a hell of a lot
of toes to avoid.

Let's get to work.

[indistinct chatter]

[dance music playing inside]

Ariko.

It's good to see you.

Thank you for meeting me.

I expected to see
your recent problems

weighing heavily
on you, but...

you look as handsome
as always.

So, you heard what happened?

That Kenji now has
what was once Masuda-san's?

Yes.

Look, I need a favor.

You still have the ear
of important men?

Ears...

and other things.

I need a sit-down with the kumicho
of the Tokyo syndicate.

I cannot help you with that.

You can't or you won't?

What you ask is not
within my power to promise.

[scoffs] I've come
a long way, okay?

And I am sorry
for your wasted journey,

but the boss will never agree
to sit down with someone

who carries
a law enforcement badge.

I don't have that
badge anymore.

I gave it up.

Because you quit?

Or because you want people
to think you did?

I'm through with that life.

And that's the truth.

But if you need
another reason...

tell the kumichoto see me
out of respect for my father.

I can ask.

But that is all.

That is all I need.

Thank you, Ariko.

Oh, and, Adam...

Be careful where you walk
while you are in Tokyo.

Kenji has many loyal men here.

♪

Okay, what do we got here?

A wallet.

A phone.

Locked. No surprise there.

Oh.

[exhales] What is this?

Oh.

Hello.

Well...Ooh.

That's quite a wad
of spending cash.

Think it's safe to
assume that Mr. Tsao

liked to lay the occasional bet
on his golf games.

Apparently,
for some of the members,

the joy of the game
isn't enough.

Yeah. Sad, ain't it?

Ah. Look at this.

This is what you call
the classic, uh,

golfer's dirty trick.

See, you cut a hole
in your pocket,

and you carry a
ball in there.

That way, when you lose
your ball in the rough,

you can just drop a new one
through your pant leg

and get yourself
a better spot.

A gambler who was also a cheat.

What's this?

Chuck seems to have
printed out some...

old golf scores here.

Why is that odd?
I mean, from what I've seen,

most golfers are obsessed
with their scores.

Yeah, they are.

But it seems
like Mr. Tsao

may have cheated
the wrong person.

First of all,

these are scores from a
club in Phoenix, Arizona.

And secondly,

I looked through
all these pages,

didn't see Chuck's name once.

But I did see another name
on every single page.

Right here.

Raul Diaz.

Ever heard of him?

No, he's not
a member of this club.

Huh.

Then why, I wonder,
was our vic so obsessed

with Mr. Diaz's scores?

You all right?

No, I'm-I'm not all right.

I just found out my kid has been
being tormented for weeks

and I didn't know about it.
So, no, I'm not all right.

Look, Charlie's probably, uh,
a little embarrassed, Danny.

Wh-What's embarrassing?
I mean, [stammers]

you think he did
something wrong?

No, what are you
talking about?

Of course not.[mutters]

Getting bullied like that,
it carries

a lot of shame for a kid.It does?

Yes, it does. Yes.How would you know?

The first few months
when I was in military school,

I was bullied, all right?

Pretty relentlessly.
It sucked.

The kids were brutal.
I got to tell you,

in all honesty,
it actually toughened me up.

The whole experience
made me stronger.

I'm gonna put Charlie in karate.

That's not
what I'm say...

You know what I'm talking about.

It made me tougher mentally.

DANNY:
Fine. That, too.

Can you make a right, please?

All I'm saying,
Danny,

is that, always,

there's a story
to a kid who bullies.

There's a reason why they do it.

Okay. Then I would be happy
to hear that reason

if those people would've
shown up to the meeting today.

I would've been compassionate,
I-I don't know. I would've done

whatever you want me to do,
but they didn't show up.

What do you want me to do?All I want you
to do is know,

uh, the whole situation
before you go off half-cocked,

doing something crazy

like this,
like we're about to do.

Silver Camry. That's him, okay?

You absolutely sure
you want to do this?That's it, it's the right...

I... What did I...Don't yell at me.
I'm just asking.

What did I just say 19 times?I'm... asking you.

Can you just do what I ask you
to do one time in the world?Fine. Yep. Mm-hmm.

I'll put these lights on.[siren blares]

DANNY: Hey.Hey.

Is there a problem?
Was I driving too fast?

No. You, uh,
you Blake Tatum's father?

I am.Okay.

Uh, follow me. Come on.

Come on.

[cell phone ringing]

All right, Tani, I've been
waiting for some good news.

I did a full sweep

on your victim Chuck,
and nothing jumped out

as far as his phone records
or financials.

How about his score cards?

Ah, yes.

The mysterious Raul Diaz.

So, he was the golf pro
at this club in Arizona.

He doesn't work there anymore.
I couldn't find

a current address,
but I'm texting you this photo.

GROVER:
Okay, thanks.

[phone dings]

This is, uh,

Raul Diaz.

He was a golf pro
at a club in Phoenix.

You ever seen him?

He's a member at the club.

But his name is not Raul Diaz.

It's Ed Ramirez.

Are you serious?
I'll need a wedge for this.

Idiot.

You really shouldn't be talking
to your caddy that way, man.

Especially when he's right.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

Did I break your concentration?

GROVER:
So, here's what we know, Ed.

ZEV:
Or should we call you Raul?

Oh, yeah, that's right.
All these names, so confusing.

Tell you what,
why don't we just call you

Prime Suspect in the Murder
of Chuck Tsao. Good for you?

Whoa, whoa, what?

Chuck is dead?

Well, that's news to me.Is it?

Because here's
how it sounds to me.

Chuck was losing
piles of money to you

out here on this golf course.

Despite the fact
that he was cheating.

But because
a cheat knows a cheat,

he did some digging into you
and he found out

that you're actually a pro

from Arizona.

You've been hustling
from club to club,

playing under different names
and sandbagging your handicap

to take money off
unsuspecting golfers.

Mr. Tsao could have exposed you
to those players,

to the country clubs,

to the police,
so you...

you killed him.

Okay. Okay, hold on.

Yes, I hustle a game
now and then, I'll admit that.

But I swear I didn't kill Chuck.Where were you

between the hours of 8:00 a.m.
and 9:00 a.m. this morning?

I was having breakfast
with the rest of my foursome.

Th-they can confirm it.
I never left the table.

We need their names.

You need to understand
something.

Chuck was a degenerate gambler.

Maybe the worst I've seen,
and I've seen my share.

If I was to guess, I'd say
that's what got him killed.

So, are you telling us that

you weren't the only person
that Chuck was gambling with?

You kidding?

The guy had a serious problem.

He'd lose 25K on the course,

then go straight to the
poker table and lose 25 more.

And he never
had a problem paying?

Actually, never.
He was always on time.

In fact,
he usually settled in cash

over a whiskey
at the end of the night.

Don't move.

So, Chuck's losing
upwards of 50K every night,

and he's paying at the
club's bar like he's got

a personal ATM machine on
the premises or something.

Yeah, but your friend
on the phone,

she said his financials
looked normal.

She would've noticed
he was moving that kind of money

in and out of his
personal banking account.

Then where the hell was Chuck
getting all that cash from?

LUKE:
So... pulling me over

and-and bringing me
out here, I mean...

Don't you think this
is a little extreme?

No. No, I-I don't think
it's extreme at all.

What do you think?

I mean, I...

He doesn't think
it's extreme, either.

What-what I do think

is extreme is-is
your son's behavior,

and your behavior,
as well.

I mean, you didn't think
it was important to show up

to the school
this afternoon?

Are-are you one of those people
who don't think

that the rules apply to you?

I mean, that would...
that would explain

why your son acts
the way he does.

STEVE:
Whoa, hold on, hold on.
We're not here to put you

or your son on trial.You want to tell him that?

Um, look, we're just
here because we want

to figure out what's going on
between Blake and Charlie.

I want to know why you
didn't think it was important

to show up at that meeting.

I am under a lot of stress.

I didn't realize how
bad things had gotten

with Blake.

Now you know.
Your son is a bully.

What are you gonna do about it?He's...

What are wegonna
do about it, no?

I mean, isn't that why we
are here? To find a solution?

I-I'm sorry I didn't
make that meeting, man.

I-I-I had an appointment
with my attorneys.

I mean, they charge
$250 an hour

whether you're there or not,
you know, so, uh...

I'm sorry, I don't know
what you're talking about.

Uh, Blake's mom and I,
we're getting a divorce.

I'm really sorry
to hear that.

It has been...
Ah, man, it has been

so toxic,
and it has been so bad,

and we've really...
we've really been trying

to keep Blake
out of it.

I get it.

That's, uh... that's tough.

Yeah. And, uh,
look, man, I-I...

I'm not... I'm not
making excuses

for-for what my kid has done
and how he's acted.

DANNY:
I get it. I-I went
through something similar,

see, but I had a thing

with my oldest.

She started acting crazy...Yeah.

doing things out of character,
so I understand, it sucks.

Yeah. It sucks.
It does.

DANNY:
It's not easy.
I wish you luck.

Look, you'll, uh,
you'll figure it out.Thank you.

I appreciate that,
and I'm sorry about

what's happened
with Charlie.

And I'll-I'll talk
to Blake. I'm sorry.

STEVE:
Hold-hold on.
One second.

I-I literally just watched
you guys walk through that

and figure it out.

There's no reason your kids
can't do the same thing.

Am I wrong?

ZEV:
What makes you think

Chuck kept his cash
in his whiskey locker?

Remember the immortal words

of Raul Diaz.

He said, "Our vic always settled
by the end of the day,"

in cash, over what?
A whiskey.

Now, he only had 10K
in his spa locker.

So it stands to reason
he stashed it someplace else.

Ergo...Uh, I apologize.
There's a dress code

to the whiskey lounge.Oh.

Gentlemen are required
to wear a jacket.

Since management
has emphasized...

...discretion...

Is that a member's jacket?Yes, it is.

I thought you were gonna
find some ratty jacket

at a lost-and-found.

Zev... do you have any idea

how long I've waited
to put one of these things on?

How do I look?Like you were
born to wear it.

Wait, whoa-whoa-whoa,
hold on a second.

I-I want to
take a selfie.

My wife will get a
kick out of this.

Okay. [chuckles]

Come here.

Well, hot dog.

They sure did this place up
right, didn't they?

Here's Chuck's locker.

J. Darby 25
single malt.

Mr. Tsao had good taste.

Yeah. Whoa.

I heard of light beer,
but light scotch?

Either Chuck drank up

all this fine
whiskey, or...

Show me the money.

What did I tell you?

GROVER:
Tani, it's Lou.Lou, how's it coming?

Well, so far, everything's
coming up dollars.

Didn't you just tell me
that when you ran

Chuck's financials,
they all came back clean?

His personal accounts were,
yeah, but since we last spoke,

I dug into his businesses.

Now, I'm just starting
to make some headway,

but tell me, what do
these places have in common?

A used car lot, a seedy bar,
multiple pawn shops,

and a check cashing place.

Well, they're all
high-volume cash businesses.

Ideal for
money laundering.

TANI:
You're exactly right.

You should look
for multiple titles

of ownership, few creditors,

and little to no available
public information.

Uh, yeah. Okay, will do,
mystery man on the phone.

All right, I'm gonna
get Duke on this.

We need to get HPD over to

all of Chuck's businesses
right now.

I want them to dig up
everything they can find

from accounting ledgers,
hard drives,

dummy receipts, cooked books...

Now, they're not gonna be
all out in the open,

so the guys are gonna
have to get creative.

[dialing phone]

[phone rings]What do you say, Duke?

We just finished
hitting the last

of Mr. Tsao's businesses.

As of now, the count
is over 120 million.

Dollars?DUKE:
That's right.

And we still have more vans
filled with cash coming in.

Well, just what in the hell
was this guy all mixed up in?

About that-- I had CSU

examine the bills,

and they found
duplicate patterns

in the numerical sequences.

So you're saying the money
was counterfeit?Yes, sir.

We got confirmation of that
just a few minutes ago.

Thanks, Duke. Let me know

if you find anything else.You got it.

You've got a theory.

You're damn right
I got a theory.

And I'll bet you all that
funny money we just found

that our vic
was laundering money

for a counterfeiting ring.Makes sense.

Now, let's see. What else
do we know about this guy?

He's a degenerate gambler.

So he finds himself

falling into a hole--
what does he do?

Maybe he starts
skimming.

You know, to cover the debt.
After all, with all that cash,

nobody's gonna be too upset
about a little cash missing

here or there, but once
that hole starts getting

bigger and bigger,
well, he needs

to play more and more often and
for larger and larger amounts,

until finally,
old bad luck Chuck found himself

in a hole
there was no crawling out of.

The counterfeiter
he was working for

must have realized
what he was doing.

I bet they were not
too happy about that.

Oh, you got that right,
and I bet that was the moment

they decided that his services
were no longer needed,

and that's when old Chuck's luck
ran out permanently.

Lou, I got something.

All right, come on,
tell me something good.

I spoke to Secret Service.

They could tell from the ink
on Chuck's counterfeit cash

that it was generated
in North Korea.

And it's not
just showing up in Oahu.

Bills like these
are popping up globally.

You're talking about
a worldwide criminal operation.

Exactly. And how did
all this funny money get here?

Well, let me tell you another
fun factoid that I learned:

Apparently,

North Korea's trade embargoes
are so severe

that most of their exports,

especially illegal ones,
are being routed through China.

GROVER:
Okay, so we need

to find a connection
with the People's Republic.

Nice work, kiddo.
That's a hell of a lead.

Well, I aim to please.

All right, we'll be in touch.

Here you go. All right.

CADDY:
Hold the door, please.

GROVER:
Hang... hang on, kiddo.
Here you go.

Let me help you out. Come on.

I got you.
Oh, thanks.

Thank you.

[typing]

So, uh, the Secret Service says

that that counterfeit money
was printed in North Korea.

And, you know, by the way,
some of the members

you have in this place
are some absolute...

Oh. This is new.
What is it?

I have some experience
in forensic accounting,

and I created this visual

to help us better understand

Chuck's business
ventures and how

the counterfeit money
came into play.

Maybe we can start with this.Hmm.

The bills were shipped out
of ports in China.

Do any of Chuck's businesses
track to that?

No, but let me...

I've been looking through
well-known businesses

of our club members,
trying to find any signs of

financial indiscretion,
and with this new

information about China,

this could narrow down
my search quite a bit.

Just bear with me.All right, though,
take your time.

I'm gonna go get me a
sangwich from over...Got something.

Or not.

ZEV:
Michael Mayfield.

Member in the club since 2017.

His import-export company

operates out of Shanghai.Well, that's good.

But you know, Zev,

lot of people do business
out of China these days.

Does he have any other
connection to our vic?

Yes. Apparently,
around nine months ago,

Mr. Mayfield and Chuck

suddenly started signing up
for joint tee times.

These guys are playing three,
four times a month since then.

So, Chuck's businesses,
what were they doing,

what was it, nine months ago?

What were they
doing then?Here.

Just about
the same time,

Chuck saw a
distinct uptick

in income
all over his businesses.

So, Chuck found himself a lot
more than a golfing partner.

Yeah.Hey, that list
from this morning,

is Mayfield on it?

He came in just after 8:00
for an 8:45 tee time.

He should still be
on the course, but not for long.

This is Zev.

I need to get ahold of a member
who's currently on the course.

A Michael Mayfield.

Tell him there's an urgent call
back at the clubhouse.

Ah, yeah. Have him come to us
so we don't make a scene.

[indistinct chatter]

♪

♪

♪

[grunts]

[bystanders screaming]

[grunts]

ZEV: Captain, there's
one thing I don't understand.

Why would Mayfield stay
on the premises

after killing Chuck?

The guy's a member
here at the club.

He knows the club's
fully aware

of everybody's comings
and goings around here.

Of course.

It would have looked
very, very suspicious

if he would swipe out
right after committing murder.

Mm.

ZEV:
Here he comes.
Mr. Mayfield.

Thanks. You have a great day
today, Captain Grover.

That's Mayfield?

Yeah.I met that guy
on the first tee.

He gave me a
different name.

Zev, what's going on?

Fernando said
there was a call...

Don't-don't you run.
Don't you...

Whoa, whoa!

[grunting]

So much for not making a scene.

["Money Is"
by Quincy Jones playing]

♪ I got a PhD
in how to make ends meet ♪

♪ I graduated...

Get out of the way!Hey! Hey, what are you doing?

♪ Inflation in the nation
don't bother me ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm a scholar
when it comes ♪

♪ To the almighty dollar

♪ Money, money, money,
money is ♪

♪ Money's on my mind...

GROVER: Coming through.WOMAN: Come on!

♪ Money, money, money moves me

♪ I even like the money sign

♪ I'm so mean
with the green... ♪

[gasping, muttering]

MAN:
You can't take that.

[indistinct chatter]

♪ Make a pound want to frown

♪ Money, money, money,
money is ♪

♪ I even like the money sign

♪ I'm so mean
with the green... ♪

This is Zev.

Turn on Toro system
on hole 17 right now.

♪ Make a pound want to frown,
money, money, money, money is ♪

♪ The only thing
that's on my mind ♪

[both grunt]

♪ My eyes start to blinking

♪ When I flash
on some Lincolns ♪

♪ My mind...

GROVER:
Mr. Mayfield.

I don't know why you're running.
We just wanted to

chase you down
and return your three iron.

[chuckles] Yeah.
Hang on a second

while I, uh, get these
handcuffs on you.

[grunting]

This is actually
a really nice three iron.

Wait a second,
what is this?

How'd this happen?

Don't worry,
I'll tell you.

You see, because I'll wager a
large sum of money that, uh,

the indentations
on your thee iron

are the same
distance apart

as the handles
on the cryo-freezer

back at the club.

The one you barred

in order to flash-freeze Chuck.

I'm no detective,
Mr. Mayfield,

but this doesn't
look good for you.

Stand up.

[grunting]

GROVER:
I don't think we can say
this investigation's

flying under the radar anymore.

I would say not.

[dog barks][kids laughing]

LUKE:
Whoa, whoa. Hey, hey, hey,
no running in the house.

Guys.

Dogs... dogs really are
the great equalizer.Thank you.

You don't know the half of it.
Cheers.

Cheers.
Salud.

Yeah, Blake's wanted
a puppy forever, so, uh,

I'm never getting him
out of here. Thanks for that.

Ah, kind of like Danny.

I'm staying here temporarily.

Yeah. You, uh, you've been
moving your stuff

into Junior's room, though.

I-- Yeah. That's because I don't
want to sleep every night

with Eddie's fur
engulfed in my face

every night.
That's why.

Don't worry about
the angry outbursts.

They're kind of
his love language for me.No. Hey, look, man.

It's no worries.
I'm going through a divorce.

I feel right at home.

DANNY:
That is tough
stuff, man.

It's a stupid question,
but how you doing?

I'm not doing good, but, I mean,

it's got to get better
eventually, right?Maybe. Yeah, I mean,

you know, definitely gonna
get worse than it is right now.

Oh, great.Well, look,

you're alone now, right?
You-you slowly start to realize,

like, you know, the one thing
that meant the most to me--

my family-- that thing's
broken up now, and...

you're partially
responsible for that.

So you're gonna
get depressed.

You're not gonna
be able to sleep.

The point is,
you're gonna be a wreck,

but that's, you know,
that's a good thing.

Why is that a good thing?

It's a good thing
because, uh,

divorce is a, is a, is a trauma,
it's a real trauma,

and, you know, you got to heal
from that trauma,

and as long as you're not numb,

as long as you're going through
the stages of grief

that you need to go through,

you'll come out of that
and you-you will heal.

That way,
you get to be a good dad.

Yeah, that's the most
important thing.

Absolutely. And this is the only
advice I'm gonna give you:

Don't ever, ever
disrespect your ex

in front of your kid.

Don't do it,
because they...

they watch
and they see everything

and-and-and
they follow our lead.

You know what I mean?

And, you know, look,
I guess you don't have to,

uh, go through this alone.

You ever want to get together,
have a beer, you know,

give us a call.

Well, fellas, thank you.
I really appreciate this.

I mean, this really helps.

And-and thank you for-for giving
Blake an opportunity

to apologize to Charlie.
Thank you.

Oh, it's good, man. Kids fight,
they make up. It's good.Yeah.

Eight-year-olds, they make it
look so easy, don't they?

Yeah, they do.[doorbell rings]

There you are.Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, people. Finally.

I heard you, uh, you had some
real "you" time today, huh?

Yeah, yeah, if that's what
people call "self-care,"

then I, uh, I don't want
anything to do with it,

'cause I need
human interaction.

BLAKE: Tag. You're it.I'm a human.

TANI: Look at this
miniature human.

Who's that with Charlie?That's, um...

Who are you?
This is Luke.

Hi. I'm Luke.Luke, this is Tani.

Hi. Nice to meet you.He's a colleague of ours.

It's a pleasure.Hello.

That's, uh, Danno.TANI: Yeah.

Uh, let me
get you a drink.

Yes.
Okay.

Did you, uh, did you hear
from Junior today?

Yeah, yeah.
He left a voice mail.

That's a tough message to get.
It's tough to leave, too.

Hey, listen,
you know, uh,

he's gonna be okay.
He's in great company, okay?

But, uh, if you want
to talk about it, just...

I'm available.
You should call me.

Yeah, thanks. Appreciate that.

All right.Means a lot, actually.

Uh, where's Grover and Quinn?

Oh, Quinn, I don't know,
she may or may not be coming,

and Grover had to do
some post-case wrap-up,

something or other.
I don't even know. Do you know?

No. Okay.I don't even know.
What do you want to drink?

♪

Hey.

Wait, wait, wait.
Let me get this straight.

Mm-hmm?You've been trying

for eight years to
get into the club?
Yep.

And now, when they finally
offer you a membership,

you say no?Yeah, well, you know,

us Americans, Zev,
we're kind of funny.

Uh-huh. That's one
way to put it.

I actually like
the club a lot, Zev.

The people, though,
not so much.

Did you know that, um,
while I've been at the bottom

of this wait list
for all these years,

the club has been fast-tracking

more high-income clients
for membership.

Wish I could say
that surprises me.

Yeah. That was a little
something I learned

when going over
the club's books.

Today was extremely clarifying.

You're a very honorable man.

So are you, baby.
Now, you see this?

This is what
it's about,

not that pretentious,
hoity-toity nonsense.

Okay, just two
guys out here

playing a round of golf,

having a good time,
enjoying the weather.

I agree.
Good. Now let's play.

Okay.How about we, um,

make it interesting?
What?

Winner buys drinks.You're on.

All right, then.

Let's see you now.All right, here we go.

All right, give me room now.
Step back.

Watch the master
at work.

Mr. Noshimuri.

The only reason you are here

and not in the bottom
of the Sumida River

is because of the respect
I have for your father.

I am very grateful
for this meeting, Ryo-sama.

I suggest you make the most
of this opportunity.

You will not get
another like it.

There are things you must know

about Kenji Higashi.

He killed Masuda-san.

He brings dishonor

to his clan,
to the entire organization.

He is not to be trusted.

You are taking
quite a risk,

coming here with these
kinds of accusations.

And all because

you want to do
the right thing, yes?

With respect.

Kenji is not fit to be oyabun.

You feel you are
better suited to lead?

I already have the support
of a number of the brothers...

...but I will only proceed
with your blessing.

You are sure
this is what you want?

The reason I am here

in this room,

on this earth,

is because of Hiro Noshimuri.

His blood is in my veins.

I have tried to run
from my destiny...

Child of a frog is a frog.

Oyabun is my birthright,

kumicho.

I will allow this,

but on one condition.

You must first
prove your loyalty.

Of course.

Whatever you ask of me,
I will do it.

You will return
to your task force on Hawaii,

to be my eyes and ears
inside Five-O.

If I return to Five-O,
I-I become a target to Kenji.

So does Tamiko. I-I...

I cannot have that.

As long as you do
what I ask of you,

you have my word

Kenji will pose no threat.

So, Mr. Noshimuri,

the question remains--

how badly do you want
to fulfill your destiny?

To whom are you loyal?

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