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Ah, come on, babe,
let's just take a look.

Oh, yeah? You win the lotto
and not tell me?

Goals, baby. All right?
Got to visualize what you want.

Isn't that what you say?

I know exactly what I want.

I'm not sure you can handle it.

Oh, really?

- Ooh, let's look at those.
- Ooh.

Which one do you like?

Mm, maybe...

- this one.
- H-Help.

Hello?

- Maybe they're closed.
- No, I mean, the door was open.

Hello?

Help.

Hey, I-I think we should go.

Huh? You don't want to take
a little look?

I was ready to buy you
everything, but...

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Night, Rowan. Have a good weekend.

You too.

Oh, my...

Leapin' lizards, Kate. You scared me.

Soup and a kale juice.

I didn't want you up all night
eating potato chips and chocolate.

So thoughtful of you. Mmm.

Uh, the cupcake...

- Yes, please.
- No.

The cupcake you left
in our fridge this morning.

Oh, right.

Is it still in the fridge
or did you happen to bring it?

It said "Happy Anniversary" on it.

Yes, it did.

Happy anniversary, my love.

- Oh, thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

But it's not our anniversary,

like, at all.

Not the anniversary
of our meeting, o-or dating

or dating again or saying "I love you."

- I know.
- You do?

Yeah. I'm superstitious about
real dates and anniversaries.

That's why we open
Christmas presents on the 23rd?

Everybody opens
Christmas presents on the 23rd.

No, they don't.

Anyway, I may be weird

about dates and anniversaries,

but... I love you

and us, and I wanted to celebrate
our awesomeness as a couple.

How far we've come.

So you picked a random day
you were on night watch to celebrate?

Exactly. Zero stakes.

Oh.

NCIS. Special Agent Tara.

I think I killed someone.

Uh, okay. What is your name,
sir, and where are you?

Did you hear me?
I think I killed someone.

Yeah, no, I hear you.
Let's... let's start with your name.

Joe. My name is Joe.

Okay, Joe, what's your last name?

You should come here. He said
we were going to the cops.

Where is here, Joe?
Who do you think you killed?

Why won't you just help me?

I want to, but I-I need to know

where you are. I need an address.

An address?

Yes, so I can help you.

Um...

T-Twenty-four... twenty-four oh...

2401 Ki-Kila... Kila...

Kiluani? 2401 Kiluani?

I don't know.
Why won't you just help me?

Joe, I'm trying. I-I...

No, no, no, no. Holloway is the striker.

He's got those sweet science jabs

and uppercuts, you know?

Best striker I've seen
since Anderson Silva.

Yeah, he's gonna win.

Not necessarily.
I mean, Makhachev, he's a...

he's a grappler. Crazy good, too.

- Grappler, yeah.
- Yeah, yeah.

If he gets Holloway to the ground,

it's gonna be a challenge,
but-but, look,

I'm-I'm all in on Holloway, so...

Everything okay?

I'm sorry. It's Jake.

Uh, we got a camping trip tomorrow.

He's asking me a million questions
about beef jerky.

How many beef jerky
questions could there be?

He's-he's just excited.

But not as excited
as I am about this fight.

Yeah.

Between the grappler and the striker.

Yeah.

Yeah, I appreciate you
coming out with me, man.

You kidding me? It's our first
guys' night out, you know.

I've been excited about this for weeks.

Guess there's no such thing
as a night off

- from parenting, huh?
- Nope.

Man, your single life must be a blast.

No carpools to organize,
Little League practice,

three different meals
for three different palates.

You can just do what you want.

Yeah, I guess I have a lot of free time.

Drinking with the buddies,

going to concerts,
last-minute trips to Vegas.

Those were the days.

No, I... I don't do
any of that stuff, man

I mostly just hang out at home.

That's Lucy.

She's got an address we got to
check out for a possible shooting.

So much for guys' night out.

Sucks, but the
address isn't too far. Maybe

we make it to the match by intermission.

Or whatever they call it.

So, I'm looking at the
second molar, the first molar,

and everything looks fine, right?

- Right.
- But the patient

is insistent. The pain...
It's in her upper left quadrant.

- Okay, so...
- Mm.

- I think I'm following.
- Okay.

So, I get to the first bicuspid, the 13,

- you know?
- No, actually, I-I don't.

Turns out it was the number

four... the second bicuspid...

All the way on the right side.

But I get there, and-and sure enough,
white spots.

Uh, decay. Classic sign of pre-cavity.

Wow.

I mean, that is...

a story.

Who knew being a dentist
could be so exciting?

Oh, being a dentist isn't exciting.

- Well...
- Luckily,

I'm a periodontist.

Yeah, it's all about thinking
quick on your feet.

I'm-I'm sure you're

used to that with your job.
Army crime, right?

It's navy, actually.

Ah.

- We should order.
- We should order.

Excuse me.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. Totally get it.

I'm-I'm a crime fighter, too, you know.

Crime of plaque buildup.

Lucy.

Hey, there's a case?

Hey, boss. No,

not exactly,
but I sent Kai and Jesse out

to check out an address.
It was just an empty lot.

Oh, wow. Okay, so...

you need me to come in right away.

No. It's probably just a false alarm.

I'll let you know if anything pops up.

Enjoy your dinner with the dentist.

Yeah, actually, he's a...

- It was a false alarm.
- Oh, totally understand.

Oh, oh, yeah, I took the liberty
of pre-ordering

- the soufflé.
- Oh.

It takes an hour to prepare, so...

Yeah. Sounds good.

Seems like it was a prank call.

Maybe.

But the sound of his voice...
That was...

that was real panic.

Well, there are plenty
of explanations for panic.

Not all of them lead to a dead body.

NCIS. Special Agent Tara.

I think I killed someone.

Joe.

It's Agent Tara. We spoke before.

We did?

Yes, but you're gonna
have to give me more info

if you want my help.

The address you gave me
was an empty lot.

No, no, that's-that's-that's not right.
That's not right.

Okay, well, then let's start
from the beginning.

Your last name and where you are.

Um...

I don't know. I-I can't
remember. I can't remember.

Okay, what do you remember?

A jewelry store.

What jewelry store, Joe?
Is that where you are now?

Um...

Yes, a jewelry store.

Report of shots fired. Keoniana Street.

Is there a jewelry store nearby?

Um...

Royal Hawaiian Heritage Jewelry.

- 1024 Keoniana Street.
- Are you still there?

Yeah, I'm here, Joe.
Hawaiian Heritage Jewelry.

Is that the store?

Yes. Yes, there's-there's
blood everywhere.

The-the cops need to know what happened.

And I'm gonna send them,
but to be clear,

that is your location?

Joe.

Damn it.

I'll send Kai and Jesse
back out, which they'll hate.

We need Ernie to track the call.
Find Joe's location.

I'll text him. Just hope he's not busy.

Thank you, Beth.

That was the 1924 number-one hit

for five straight weeks.

And now a little Cole Porter.

I'm sorry, I have to...

Thank you, Oahu.

There will be no encore.

Sorry we didn't get to the fight.

I know it was important to you.

Well, at least it's not an empty lot.

Federal agents.

Hello?

Hey, Joe?

Joe, you here?

Seems pretty quiet to me.

I got a problem.

Can I ask you something?

Yes. Please.

Are you a grinder?

Excuse me?

Well, you like a teeth grinder.

I can give you some tips for that, maybe

recommend a night guard.

Excuse me.

Oh.

Jesse, hi.

Sorry to bother you, boss.

We got a body.

Looks like a robbery.

Then why is the safe still full?

Victim is 38-year-old Nelson Carr,

store clerk from Waimanalo.

Keys were still in the door.

It's likely he was closing up
for the night when he got jumped,

dragged to the back
and shot twice in the head.

Okay, do we think Lucy's caller,
Joe, is responsible?

He said he killed someone,
gave us the address.

No sign of him when we showed up.

Forensics is still working their magic.

The safe was

broken into with an industrial drill.

Someone knew what they were doing.

And yet the safe was full.

Yeah, over 80K in cash.

Not to mention Rolexes,
Piagets, and a limited edition

pink gold Patek Philippe.

I'm a watch guy.

So the killers broke into the safe,

murdered the sales clerk
and left without all the goods?

What is going on?

- I need to get in there.
- Oh my God, Oh my God.

I'm sorry, who are you?

I'm-I'm Dennis Lang. This is my store.

- Oh, my God.
- This is my girlfriend Nicole.

Who's going to calm down now.
Okay, sweetie?

The hell happened in here?

We're not sure, Mr. Lang,
but it looks like Nelson Carr

was the victim of a robbery gone wrong.

This is unbelievable.

We'll need an inventory
to see if anything is missing.

Nothing is missing.

You didn't take very long to look.

I-It's all here.
They didn't take anything.

Okay, we need an inventory anyway.

And we'll need to see
your security footage.

Uh...

Is that a problem, Mr. Lang?

My cameras... They're not working.

- They've been busted for a month.
- Doesn't seem

very smart for a place
with high-end merchandise.

- No it doesn't, Dennis.
- Thank you, Nicole.

It's humiliating.

Look, why don't you guys
go have a seat for now.

HPD can collect statements.

Let's take the camera system anyway.

And check and see if there's
other CCTV footage of the area.

And if Ernie gets an ID on Joe,
head to his last known residence.

Okay.

- Oh, and, Jesse?
- Yeah.

Please ask Heather not to
send me on a blind date again.

That bad?

Oh.

Better call the fire department, Luce.

There's a smoke show in here.

So now you're a comedy team?

Just appreciating your fancy duds.

I came straight from my set
at the Royal Hawaiian.

You play piano?

And sings, too.

- Geez.
- I like to stay busy.

Very busy. Speaking of which...

I traced the calls to a cell
belonging to Corporal Joseph Pitt.

A former Marine who worked in SSE...

Sensitive Site Exploitation.

He was trained to extract Intel,

hard drives, valuables
in a hurry after raids.

Basically he can break into anything.

- Including a safe.
- Exactly.

But Joe was medically retired
three years ago.

What happened?

Well, an explosion during an op
left him with a traumatic brain injury.

He suffers from short-term memory loss

and struggles with
high-functioning sequencing.

That explains
the repetition and confusion.

And his skillset
explains his involvement

in the jewelry store break-in.

On the plus side, Joe clearly

wants to be found.
I mean, he practically

confessed to the murder.

But he has a severe brain injury.

He may not know what he's confessing to.

Could you get his location from
the cell tower the call came from?

Not a precise one.

But he's hiding somewhere
near Diamond Head.

I'll head out there. In the
meantime, send me his number,

I'll keep trying him.

Copy. Forensics just confirmed

Joe Pitt's fingerprints
were on the busted safe.

Mm, given Joe's brain injury,
it's unlikely that he was alone.

Boot prints suggest there was at least
one other suspect involved.

All right, any insight
on what they were after?

That's the headline, actually.

There was traces of diamond dust
found in the safe.

Diamond dust?

That's what they use
to cut raw diamonds.

Not something that a retail store
would be in the business of doing.

No, we didn't see
any raw diamonds in the safe.

Maybe that's what was stolen.

And the only reason

that Lang would lie
about something like that...

Is if the diamonds were illegal.

It's the perfect score for a robbery.

Ernie.

Are you officiating a wedding?

What? No. But I am licensed to do so.

Store cameras weren't broken
like Lang claimed.

They were disabled.

And it wasn't the first time.
Lang's been doing it on the regular.

- That's shady.
- Get Lang in here.

Let's find out about
his extracurricular activities.

You look nice.

Lucy Tara's phone.

It's a lovely day for driving
around Diamond Head looking

for a needle in a haystack.

Well, I hate to disappoint,
but Joe's apartment

was the opposite
of a needle in a haystack.

Whatever that is.

Mostly empty?

Yeah. Yeah, a few personal items,
a picture of Joe

and a woman that I just texted you

and a brochure for New Dawn.

Wait, what's New Dawn?

It's a veteran's support group.
They, um,

help vets sort through, uh, challenges

of coming back from combat and

adjusting to civilian life.
That sort of thing.

Oh.

Sounds like you've been.

No. No, never.

- Why? You think I...
- No.

No, sorry, Kai, I-I didn't mean...

Someone invited me once
after my last deployment, but...

And you decided not to go.

Yeah. Yeah, no, I... I don't do that.

Talk to people.

Hey, um, did you see
that photo I sent you?

Oh, looks like Joe has a girlfriend, or

had one. They look so happy.

Yeah, it's the only photo at his place.

Clearly means a lot to him.

Wait, that balcony...
That's nearby. The Marquess.

The Old Marquess.
That's closed for construction.

Makes it a perfect place to hide.

I'm go take a look.

Oh, and hey, maybe
you should, uh, you know...

Go to the vets center,
check out New Dawn?

Yeah. Talk to people.

About the case.

Yeah, sure.

Be careful out there, Lucy.

Strange way of doing business, Dennis.

You got security cameras
but won't use them.

You got robbed but won't
say what was stolen.

Seems all kinds of suspicious.

I'll tell you what's suspicious.

Ganging up on an innocent shop owner

when there's a murderer out there.

Tell us about the diamonds, Dennis.

The shady ones that you've been cutting
in the back of your store.

First I'm hearing of it.

Cut the crap or we'll assume

you're directly involved in the robbery
that led to the homicide.

I had nothing to do with the robbery.

Or the homicide. I'm the victim here!

Feels like Nelson Carr's the victim.

And if you don't
want to give us answers,

we can come up
with some ourselves, like...

Carr found out
about your illegal diamonds

and then you killed him

- to keep him quiet.
- Okay, okay.

It's not as bad as you make it seem.

Occasionally...

I get involved in the procurement,

rehabilitation and transportation
of native gems.

Black market diamonds.

Call it that, too.

What was taken from the safe?

Bag of Brazilian raindrops.

Diamonds I had already sold.

How did Joe Pitt know about them?

No idea.

Never heard of him.

Who else knew about the raindrops?

I don't know. A few people.

Business people.

People I now owe 800K to.

You see my dilemma?

And we sympathize.

But you're gonna need
to get a lot more specific.

Joe?

You must be Joe.

- How do you know my name?
- I'm Lucy Tara.

The NCIS agent you called.

I don't remember calling you.

Hey, it's okay.

All right? I'm here to help.

That's a lot of blood on you.
Are you hurt?

No. I-I... I don't think so.

Maybe you shouldn't be here.
I'm dangerous.

I'm not sure I believe that, Joe.

You don't know me.

I know you go to New Dawn.

Veterans support group.

That you asked me for help.

Said you wanted to tell the cops
everything that happened.

I do.
I just... I-I just get so confused.

You know, maybe, uh, maybe this'll help,

I found it in your apartment.

Who is she?

That's Marissa.

My love. Did-did she reach out?

No.

But is she someone we can call?

Maybe help you remember some things?

No.

She doesn't like it
when I call her anymore.

Not since the accident.

Listen, Joe, I want to help.

But you have to give me the gun.

Otherwise my associates out there...

They're gonna get the wrong
impression, that you're a danger

to me and you're not, you're
not a danger to me, right?

No.

You called me for the right reasons.

You said you may have hurt
someone but you want to help.

You're lying.
You're trying to manipulate me.

Why does everybody try and trick me?

I'm-I'm not lying. This is my boss.

See? She knows that I'm here
and she's worried.

So, I'm gonna answer it, okay?

Ok-Okay.

Hello.

Lucy, you all right?

I'm with Joe right now
and he's willing to cooperate.

He just needs to hand me his gun.

Lucy, we are sending in HPD now
to assist.

Actually, I think it's better
if you didn't. Think, uh...

Joe'd be a lot more comfortable
talking to just me.

- Look, I don't think...
- And I'm not in any danger.

Because Joe is gonna hand me his gun.

Right now.

Thank you, Joe.

Now that we have
that sorted out, we're gonna

chat, just the two of us.
If you give me some time.

All right, look, I will give you

as long as it takes for me to get there.

And I drive fast.

Thank you, boss.

Let's talk about the jewelry store.

We're at the dinner table,
and Cousin Jimmy asks,

"So what was it like over there?

You kill anyone?"

Like he's saying,
"Mind passing the salt?"

I get it, he's-he's curious.

No idea what to say to people

like us who've come back from war.

Nobody gets it.

Time passes, people stop asking.

But that weight is still there.

Where do you put it?

You put it here.

We carry the weight for each other.

Welcome to New Dawn, brother.

Have a seat.

Actually, I'm...

I'm not here to, uh...

I'm looking to talk
to someone about Joe Pitt.

Oh.

I-I knew about the TBI, obviously.

I felt bad for the guy.

So I invited him out bowling.

And then, like clockwork,
he would call all the time.

It was a lot, but I wanted to help.

Yeah, you were just trying
to be a good guy.

I should have done more.

But...

it got hard.

Hard how?

Look, any information you have

about Joe is gonna be really helpful.

The guy is in a bit
of trouble right now.

You don't understand.

Joe is the trouble.

What do you mean?

He can get violent.

One night at the bar,

I stopped him from smashing a bottle
over some guy's head

because he thought
he was laughing at him.

And by the time we got outside

he didn't even remember it happened.

I would tread lightly if I were you.

Whose blood is on you, Joe?

- Stop it.
- We know you were at the jewelry store.

You broke into the safe.

I broke into the safe for the cause.

- What cause?
- No one was supposed to get hurt.

Someone did.

The store clerk.
He was beaten and he was shot.

No. I-I didn't hurt him.

It was Markus.

- Markus shot the store clerk?
- No.

No, I-I shot Markus.

So, is-is that Markus' blood on you?

He said everything would be okay.

Where is Markus now? Can you show me?

I think that I can.

Okay.

What's that?

This-this is my boss,
remember? I have to get it.

And then you can take us to Markus.

- No, no, no, I... the cops can't come.
- Okay...

- I won't remember.
- Okay, that's fine.

I-I will handle it, okay?

Hey.

Lucy, time's up, we're coming in.

Wait, wait, just-just hold on a second.

Joe told me there's someone else.

At the jewelry store, yeah, we know.

Another body.

Like a body body?

Mm-hmm, and Joe is gonna

take me to him right now
as long as we keep

the cops away for just
a little bit longer,

so his head stays clear.

Okay, you think that's the best plan?

I think it's the only plan.

Okay.

Have him show you the body.

And we'll stay a safe distance behind.

Lucy?

You got this.

So, uh, you and Markus,
y'all we're friends?

No.

But you went to the jewelry
store together for the cause?

Yes.

Remember who else was there?

I made a... I made a promise.

A promise to who... to Markus?

Do you want to see Markus
or talk about the store?

I can't do both at once, okay?

Okay, but maybe take it down a notch.

Sorry, Marissa.

I'm sorry for everything.

Okay? You don't-you don't deserve this.

Joe, I'm not Marissa.

I'm Lucy and we're looking for Markus.

Remember?

Yeah. I-I know.

We came down that path.

You and Markus?

Joe. Joe!

One stop, he said.

One stop and we go to the cops.

You were gonna go to the cops

'cause of what happened
at the jewelry store?

"I promise," he said.

Then why do you have your gun out?

Joe, was he gonna hurt you?

I don't believe you, Markus.
You're lying to me.

No one was supposed to get hurt.

- Nobody was supposed to get hurt!
- Joe. Hey...

Joe!

Wait, Joe!

One minute on, one minute off.

You're mad, I can tell.

No, I'm not mad. I'm just frustrated.

Because of the anniversary thing?

'Cause we can celebrate another night.

I don't care
about the anniversary thing.

You took a murderer into
a secluded area by yourself

and he punched you before running away.

Technically, it was an elbow
and he didn't mean to do it.

Why are you defending him?

I think Joe is a victim here.

Yes.

He may have killed someone,
I think in self-defense.

He's not capable of planning a robbery

and taking someone
to a beach to shoot them.

He doesn't even know
what he had for lunch.

I know you feel for the guy.

I get it. But you heard
what Kai found out.

Joe is no wallflower.
He's violent on a good day.

He's impressionable, easily confused.

Someone took advantage of him
and now he's on the run.

- And I'm afraid that...
- Of what?

He may do something
that he can't come back from.

Well, I think
that ship has sailed, Lucy.

Hope I'm not interrupting.

I just spoke to Joe's ex, Marissa.

She's living in Arizona
and hasn't spoken to him in two years.

Did he mention any
other family or friends?

We only know about the people
from the support group.

Ethan Denton.

Maybe go back to him.
He may know where Joe's gone.

If you're up for it.

And take Whistler with you.

And the ice pack.

And the ice pack.

Ah, how'd your set go last night?

Eh. I didn't get a lot
of love from the crowd.

Ah, so that's what you're looking for.
Love from the crowd.

I wouldn't say I'm looking for it.

It's just something to do.

Why does it feel like
I'm being hobby-shamed today?

No shaming.

Just trying to get a little insight

into that big lovely brain of yours.

After all, I can't cut it open.

I just figure the more
I put myself out there,

in the world, the more likely

I am to connect to something I want.

That's nice and vague.

You ever think you're going
about it the wrong way?

What?

Connections.

Too much work here.

And not enough work there.

Let's connect to the dead guy
from the beach, shall we?

Markus Stoller.

Ex-felon with an impressive rap sheet.

Forensics confirmed his
fingerprints at the jewelry store.

Shot once in the chest.

Muzzle imprint around the wound.

And GSR on his hands suggest
there was a struggle for the gun.

So Joe fought with Markus
before he killed him.

Perhaps. Impossible to tell

who was holding the gun
when it went off.

Or which one of them
killed the store clerk.

Well, actually, it was neither.

According to ballistics,
the clerk and Stoller

weren't killed with the same gun.

So there's another gun.

And likely another killer.

What's that?

Oh, nothing, nothing.
It's, um, it's from New Dawn.

The support group.

Yeah.

You should go to that.

No.

- No, that wasn't...
- Hey. You said you got info?

Oh, I got info. Ernie hit a dead end

trying to find
Joe's connection to Lang's

- black market diamonds.
- This I know.

But I found a connection
between Markus Stoller

and Dennis Lang, or rather
Lang's girlfriend Nicole.

Blond, petite, weepy?

That's the one. So, Stoller

and Nicole have worked
at the same telemarketing center

in Waikiki for the last six months.

Well I doubt that's just dumb luck.

Maybe she told Stoller about
her boyfriend's side hustle?

And that's how he knew when
and where to make a big score.

Okay, you two track down Nicole.
See how Joe fits in.

All right.

Ah, poor Jake.

He's giving me the cold shoulder over
our camping trip.

Hey, you know, I...

I wasn't looking at that
New Dawn brochure for me.

Okay.

Why not?

I-I don't think it's my thing.

Look, everyone needs someone to talk to.

Yeah.

Not again.

This is gonna be interesting.

I told you everything.

Not here for you.

What do you mean?

We know about your friend
at the call center.

You've got to be kidding me.

You... you don't understand. I...

I had no idea.

He said he was going to kill me
if I said anything.

Markus?

Then who?

I'll go talk to the marina manager,

find out which boat is Denton's.

- All right, I'll take a look around.
- Okay.

Ethan Denton?

I'm Agent Tara with NCIS.

Yeah, I spoke to your colleague earlier.

I know.

Just, uh, have a few
more questions about Joe Pitt.

I got a charter leaving at sunset,

but I can answer some questions if...

You mind helping me out?

Yeah, sure.

- Still haven't found him, huh?
- No.

And I'm afraid the situation's
become more urgent.

Sounds like Joe's got himself
into some trouble.

Well, we have reason to believe
that he may have fallen in

with a bad crowd.

People who manipulated him
into committing a crime.

You mind, um, passing that down?

Yeah. Sure.

Here you go.

Thank you.

So, uh,

did Joe ever mention a Markus Stoller?

Hmm, doesn't sound familiar.

Markus involved in this
robbery you're talking about?

I never mentioned a robbery.

Didn't you?

Looking for this, Ethan?

Joe, it's Lucy. Remember?

Yeah, I-I know.

He was getting this gun to kill you.

Joe, you're confused.

Shut up! You're a liar!

Ethan was with you
when you robbed the store, wasn't he?

Said I could help him
get his g-grandma's stuff back.

Said that the store owner had stolen it.

No one would get hurt.

That's insane.

It was for the cause, right?

- Ethan shot the clerk?
- Yes.

Said there couldn't be any witnesses.

He wanted Markus to shoot me, too.

That's crazy.

He's crazy.

Then what are you
doing with these, Ethan?

Stop lying!

Hey, Joe, it's okay. I believe you.

I believe you, Joe. Okay?

He tricked me.
And he made me into a murderer.

That is not what you are.

You are not a murderer.

You were protecting yourself
from Markus.

You were manipulated into all of this.

But if you pull that trigger
right now, that all changes.

I-I just...

Be the Joe I know you are.

Okay?

The Joe who called me
for help, remember?

Okay.

I turn my head for one minute.

Thanks.

He-he said he brought
his grandmother's ring

into the store so he
could pay for her surgery.

Said the owner refused to give it back.

He needed that money.

And he convinced you
to break in and get it back.

He just wanted me to help open the safe.

Said we were getting his
ring back and that was it.

And I believed him 'cause we're
always being taken advantage of.

We?

Vets like us.

Joe, Ethan wasn't even a vet.

He lied to you about everything.

He was my only friend.

What happened after Denton
shot the store clerk?

Said we'd go to the police
to tell them everything.

Instead, he took you to the beach.

I realized he was lying.

He was gonna kill me.

So... so I went at him

and we-we fought,

and I-I shot him
before he could shoot me.

I'm in a lot of trouble, aren't I?

Well, you'll have
to answer some questions,

but we'll sort it out.

It's gonna be okay.

You helped us and we're gonna help you.

Thank you, Marissa.

I knew you'd always be there for me.

Yeah. You're welcome, Joe.

Take care of yourself, okay?

Okay.

Hey, you.

Hey. Doing okay?

Yeah. I'm just glad you're all right.

You were right to believe in him, Lucy.

You may have even saved his life.

I'm proud of you.

Then why does it feel so bad?

I come in peace.

Scott.

And soufflé.

I-I thought after my,
uh, abysmal performance

last night, the least I could do
is bring you some chocolate.

You talked to Heather.

I did.

And I swear, I'm not here
to ask you out again.

I just wanted to apologize

for being such a snooze.

Um... I get nervous

and I talk about teeth.

A lot. It's a known problem.

I'm sorry, too.

Why? You were lovely.

No, I could have tried harder.

I don't really date much, and I just...

I wasn't in the headspace for success.

Well, no hard feelings.

And hey,
if you ever need a periodontist,

I will give you
the friends and family rate.

Hey.

Since you're here.

It is a whole soufflé.

I can't finish it myself.

- You sure?
- Yeah.

And there's no rules
against being friends, right?

Okay. But I warn you: I grow on people.

Kind of like plaque?

Hmm?

All of them, Ernie.

How could you even tell?

I hear the buzzing.

Now what do I do?

You sit there with your own
thoughts and feelings.

No other distractions. Got it?

Yes. Fine. Good night.

Nope.

Geez. Just...

Hey.

Next time you'll try for a whole minute.

Hungry?

I hear there's a new Thai place
in Waimanalo

that has a singing Elvis.

Oh, yes, please.

Jake, come on, buddy. Let's go.

It's too late to go camping.

I already unpacked.

You kidding me? It's a beautiful night.

We got all the time in the world.

But it'll take hours
just to get to Peacock Flats.

We're not going anywhere.

Whoa!

Yeah, I brought the camping to us.

Now, we could

invite your sister.
It sleeps up to three.

Nah. We deserve a guys' night.

All right.

Delaware?

Come again?

Where you're from.

It's a game I like to play.

I've never seen you in here before, so,

I'm thinking Delaware.

Mm. You're close, actually.

D.C. I'm just in town for a meeting.

Heard they do a good burger here.

Yeah, it's pretty good.

Mmm, but their wings.

That's their secret weapon.

It's... it's kind of hard to hear you.

Do you want to sit closer?

Sure.

Mm.

So, in D.C., I go to this place
called John's Hole in the Wall.

Uh, supposedly,
where they planned Watergate.

Double patty, double cheese,
smothered in Thousand Island.

Huh, you don't seem like a

"smothered in Thousand Island"
type of gal.

Yeah. Well, you know, I don't
seem like a lot of things.

Thank you.

- No.
- What?

- You didn't do that.
- What?

You didn't eat my fries.

It's too intimate.

We sat here and drank and flirted.

You got me all worked up with
your Thousand Island comment.

Is what we're doing silly?

No.

We're reenacting the first night we met.
It is...

It's the perfect non-anniversary.

Let's keep going.

So...

what is Watergate?

Okay, that takes care of old business.

Uh, and thanks again, Gary,
for the malasadas.

Now, we have a new member
with us tonight.

Hi. Um...

Uh, my-my name is Kai.

Uh, former staff sergeant

with the 3rd Assault
Amphibious Battalion.

Welcome, Kai.

What brings you here tonight?

It's time.

It's time I talk to people.

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