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Previously on Hawaii Five-O...

Hey, Grace. I'm Steve.

Your dad talks about you all the time.

He talks about you a lot, too.

- Daddy! - Aw, come here, monkey.

And I realized the only way this place

would be tolerable

is 'cause I'd get to be here with you.

It's bad enough I'm grounded

on Halloween.

Why do I need a babysitter? I'm 14.

Hi. Look, I'm sorry. I know I should have called,

but I-I was in a panic,

so I just jumped in the car and came straight here.

Okay, come on, come on. Come in. What are you talking about?

What's the matter? What's going on?

Uh, it-it's Grace. She didn't come home.

- Come home from where? - She drove to a party,

but she knows her curfew is midnight.

I woke up at 2:00, and she wasn't back.

And I have been trying her phone, but she won't answer.

Okay. Okay. Um, look.

L-Let's just calm down. Everything's fine, I'm sure,

but I'm just gonna have HPD run a trace on her phone,

put a BOLO out on her car. You got your plate number

in your head, by any chance? - No, she wasn't driving my car.

Well, whose car was she driving?

Stan bought Grace a car two weeks ago.

It doesn't have plates yet.

I see.

Hang on. Okay.

Hey. Yeah, this is Detective Williams.

I need you to run a trace on a phone for me, please.

Two miles off the freeway.

Rachel, this has got to be it.

Did we pass it?

- Because... -No, this is it.

Danny, what would she

be doing out here?

Oh, my God, Danny.

Oh, no, Grace.

Oh, no.

Danny. Is my daughter in there?

- Grace! - Yeah, it's her.

- How bad is it, man? Come on! - Grace!

- Come on, how bad is it? - Grace!

- Grace! -Rachel!

We're going to the hospital.

[Hawaii Five-O theme song plays]

♪ Hawaii Five-O 9x12 ♪ Ka Hauli O Ka Mea Hewa 'Ole He Nalowale Koke

== sync, corrected by elderman == @elder_man

Hey.

I know. I know.

You all right? You all right?

What's going on?

Uh, she's, uh, she's in critical condition.

And there was another kid in the car, and she's

pretty bad off, too, so it's not good, Steve.

All right. All right, all right.

- Rachel. - Hi.

You okay? Who's the kid? Who's this other...?

We're not... we're not sure.

I mean, she's a new girl in Grace's class,

but, I mean, they were at a party.

Maybe Grace was giving her a ride home.

We just... we don't even know anything.

Williams?

- You're Grace's parents, right? - Yes.

Yeah, I'm Katie's dad.

The girl your daughter put in intensive care.

Katie has a collapsed lung.

Broken ribs. Her leg is shattered.

But you're not blaming this on Grace.

- She was driving. - Okay, that's enough.

Like a lunatic, judging by

- Katie's injuries. - Okay, okay.

Excuse me, excuse me, excuse me.

Sir, we're very sorry about your daughter,

but this is not the time or the place.

Did you even bother to teach her

how to drive? - Okay, that's enough.

Or does Cop Dad just bail her out

every time she drives home drunk

from a party? - Okay. All right.

God help you if Katie dies.

- Shut your mouth! Shut your... - Oh, or what?

- Shut your mouth. - You'll do the same to me?

- That's my daughter. - Get out of here.

That's my daughter in there.

Get out of here. Get out of here.

Take him downstairs.

Cool him out downstairs.

- Steve. - What?

- I need to talk to you. - What?

HPD's opened an investigation.

- Into what? - They had no choice.

The damage to Grace's car suggests she was going

almost double the speed limit. - What are you talking about?

They have to follow protocol. A tox screen's been ordered,

and vehicle homicide's coming in to do an assessment.

VHS?

We're talking about Grace Williams.

You know this girl. It's not her.

- Something's wrong here. - I'm sorry, Steve.

I'm sorry.

Dr. Lin, you have a visitor in the main lobby.

Dr. Lin, a visitor in the main lobby.

You're going to wear

a hole in the floor.

Grace is not responsible for that accident,

- I'm telling you right now. - Yeah, we know that.

And Steve has promised to find out exactly what happened.

And in the meantime, all we can do is just be here

for when Grace wakes up, which she will.

Uh-huh.

- Mr. and Mrs. Williams? - Hi.

Hey. What's going on?

The good news is there's no damage

to Grace's internal organs.

But she does have a depressed skull fracture,

which we need to operate on as soon as possible.

A-All right. What exactly does that mean?

It means the injury to her skull is putting pressure

on her brain.

We're calling in a neurosurgeon

and a surgical team, but we won't

know the extent of the damage until we get in there.

All right, well, what... So, when do we know?

So, how long does that take or...?

It could be a while.

Did you get a pager from the nurses' station?

Yeah. This-this thing here?

Wherever you are in the hospital, that pager

will go off as soon as we have an update for you.

- Yeah, I've ordered a cheeseburger before. - Danny.

Thank you.

Hang in there.

We'll see you guys soon.

Do you want to talk about the car?

Because I know that you're mad about it.

Uh, no, I-I don't want to talk about the car, Rachel.

I'm not mad.

Well, I know that you are, because, you know, I would be.

I just told you I'm not mad about it, Rachel.

You should have told me about it. You didn't.

- Right. - It's over.

But Stan didn't ask me.

So the car just... Did it just magically appear?

No. He did it because he feels guilty

about having moved to Vegas.

And I just... I couldn't just return it, because...

I mean, you...

you should have seen Grace's face.

I didn't see her face, Rachel.

I didn't, and that moment's gone now.

It's just that she wanted to tell you,

and, you know, she knew that you would be upset about it,

so she-she kept putting it off.

So I just wanted to tell you that I'm sorry.

I heard you, Rachel. You're sorry.

I accept your apology.

Okay? I forgive you.

All right? I-I'll write it down,

and then we'll take it, and we'll get it notarized.

Is that good? You happy with that?

No. I'm just trying to help you understand.

Understand what, Rachel? Understand what?

That it's not your fault? I got it.

It's never your fault.

There's all kinds of things that happen

that you should have told me about

that you don't tell me about.

I'm used to it, all right?

I'm used to it.

I'm gonna get a coffee.

Koa, come on, open the door.

Come on. Please.

I can hear you in there. Open it.

What the hell?

I don't want to talk about it.

What happened? Who did that to you?

I'm fine. Don't worry about it.

Before you ask, yes, I'm still clean.

And no, I don't need you solving any more of my problems.

I can handle it.

You know, you were never a burden to me, Koa.

Not when you were using, and not now.

I just want to help you.

Would you let me help you?

I went out looking for Alana.

She's one of the addicts I've been counseling

at the rehab facility.

She went missing.

Okay. Did she... did she just walk out, or...

No, I discharged her a week ago.

She was inpatient for opiates, but she completed her treatment,

was doing well, so we sent her home.

She's supposed to check in with me every night at 6:00 p.m.,

but last night, she didn't.

Okay. And so you went looking for her

at all her favorite underground fight clubs?

Oh, ha ha.

No. When I found out she wasn't home,

I got worried she relapsed.

So I went to see her douchebag ex, Dillon.

Alana broke up with him when she got clean.

And whenever he came to rehab looking for her,

I didn't let him in.

So the guy's not exactly my biggest fan.

Right, okay, so he did that to you, then?

Yeah.

But that's not the worst part.

He had that smug look on his face,

like there was something he knew and wasn't telling me.

All right, I mean, I'll go talk to him,

see what he knows about your patient.

What?

You gonna talk to him the way you talked to Kenny Hong?

I hear his shoulder still gives him problems.

Koa, this is a suspect.

This isn't your middle-school bully. Okay?

I'm a cop now.

I'll keep it professional.

What the hell?!

Sorry. Were you not finished 'gramming

your avocado toast yet?

My apologies.

I'm gonna need some answers to the questions

my brother was asking.

Your brother?

Oh. Mr. Rehab ran to his sister for help.

- That's cute. - Where's Alana?

Tell me, has your brother always been such a drag?

Or was he less boring back when he partied?

Oh, you want to jump in with a cop?

You want to jump in? Let's go, do it! Do it!

You're lucky you've got that badge.

Would you prefer I take it off? That's a good idea.

Here you go. No badge.

I'm not a cop, all right? Your move.

Well, if you're not a cop,

that means I don't have to answer your questions.

Oh, yeah, you're right.

It also means that I don't have to worry

about using excessive force.

FYI, I would call this "moderate force."

Fine! I saw Alana, okay?

She came by my house a couple days ago.

She was clean, spouting some BS

about making amends, and then she left. That's all.

Many thanks, Dillon.

Enjoy the rest of your brunch.

Why would Alana want to make amends with this guy?

It's part of the program.

You put together an "amends list."

Reach out to the people who were affected by your addiction.

Okay, I'm gonna pull her cell phone records.

That'll give us a pretty good idea

of who she was planning on reaching out to.

Maybe one of those people she was gonna reconnect with

knows something. - What am I supposed to do,

sit here watching my stitches dissolve?

Yeah, Koa, you're not a cop,

so...

Although, I...

I suppose that you would know some of the names

on that list from, uh,

your time as her counselor. - I'll be outside.

Right.

We got, uh...

no news.

Uh, they only just started operating.

So actually there is some news: the tox screen

came back negative.

Yeah, of course it did-- it's Gracie

we're talking about here, Danny.

Listen, uh... we're almost at the scene,

but I'm gonna hit you back as soon as we got something, okay?

All right. Thanks, buddy.

Hey, so there's no news on Grace yet.

I would have called you if I heard anything.

Yeah, I know, I know. I just...

I feel bad not being there, and I don't want to bother Danny by calling incessantly.

Okay, but you don't mind bothering me?

Not in the slightest.

Hey, uh, how's Koa doing?

He's fine.

- You should see the other guy. - Yeah?

Hey, I got to go.

I'll call you later, okay?

- Junior. -Hey.

Walk us through this.

Okay, so, HPD found that around 2:00 a.m.

Grace missed this turn going 80 miles an hour.

- What? - Yeah, before she could even brake,

she'd hit the embankment and flipped.

80? On this road?

Well, that makes no damn sense at all,

especially due to the fact that she was sober.

You see these?

Yeah, I see 'em.

If she never had a chance to brake, then these ain't hers.

Not to mention, this car wasn't skidding off the road

or swerving-- it was going fast,

and then it came to a stop right here.

This oil is fresh.

This car had an oil leak.

- Hey, Caps. - Yeah?

How's Danny doing?

Well, Danny's a tough nut, but...

he loses Grace, man, I...

I don't want to think about it.

Hey, yo.

Yep?

These tire indents are fresh, too. And look at this.

There's a whole bunch of fresh oil as well.

Okay, so it looks like the driver

must have idled here for at least a few minutes.

This has got to be the same driver

that stopped back there, right?

Well, Joon, I'll tell you what.

This person stopped suddenly right at this crash scene,

then pulls up and pulls over,

stays here for a minute, takes off,

never calls 911-- why do you think that is?

The only reason I can think of is

that they're responsible for this accident.

Boom.

Let's get CSU up here.

This just became a crime scene.

Paging Dr. Stateman.

Dr. Stateman, please.

Thank you both so much.

Least we could do, sistah.

You've been through enough today.

You shouldn't have to add hospital food to the list.

Yeah, I'm just...

afraid I don't have much of an appetite right now.

You should eat something, Rachel.

Yes, I know I should eat something, Danny.

Mommy.

Hi, baby. Hi.

Where's Grace?

Hey, buddy. Uh, Grace is, uh... she's with

the doctors, and they're taking really good care of her

right now, but I think that it's gonna be very boring here today,

so maybe you want to hang out

with Auntie Noelani today, or what?

Oh, sorry, you know what? My schedule's packed.

I got to eat an ice cream sundae,

then I got to go build the new Lego City fire station...

I like Legos and ice cream.

You do? Well, you want to hang?

Good.

Hey.

Say good-bye to Mama, all right?

All right, so, this bag has Grace's stuff,

and this one's for Rachel.

- Thank you. - Of course.

All right, buddy, beat it. Have fun.

This is for you.

What's this? It's just some stuff.

I mean, you're wearing flip-flops,

so I had Noelani grab you a couple things.

Toothbrush, toothpaste,

that sweatshirt of mine that you really like.

Thank you.

Yeah. It was actually a shock

that you didn't try to take that in the divorce.

Steve, what's up?

Hey, Danny, listen to me. Don't ask any questions.

Just start walking towards the visitors lounge.

If you leave now, you should be there

in about 30 seconds-- you're pretty close.

What's going on? Are you up on my phone?

Listen to me, all right? We ran Grace's phone.

She received a threatening text message

before the crash last night.

Turn right there at the nurses' station.

Keep going down the hall.

What are you talking about?

The number is listed to a Nathan Cowell.

We just pinged Nathan's phone,

and he's in that hospital right now.

Okay. Where? Where?

You turn right into that next room.

He should be standing right in front of you.

Hey.

Who's Nathan?

Um, it's me.

Get up. Get up.

Come on.

Have a seat.

You know who I am?

Okay. You got five seconds,

five seconds to tell me why you sent my daughter

a threatening text message and what you are doing here.

Okay? That is me being generous.

You understand? Mr. Williams, I can explain.

Okay, good.

It's so awful what happened to Grace and Katie.

I started a hashtag in their honor to raise awareness

about safe driving.

"Bitch, you'll pay for what you did"?

That's the text that you sent

to Grace Williams late last night.

You were saying?

That's disgusting.

I would never send a text like that.

- Is that right? - Excuse me,

but I don't appreciate you implying my daughter's a liar.

Besides, Cameron dropped her phone

in the pool at the party last night,

so she couldn't have sent those texts.

Oh, no, no, no.

She didn't send them from her phone.

She sent them from Nathan Cowell's phone,

right after her and Grace had a fight.

What's the matter? You forgot to put that in your

"this is what happened at the party last night, Dad" report

that you gave him?

Frankly, I'm beginning to feel a little persecuted right now.

Well, I guess we can take that as a yes.

How about I fill in some of the blanks for you, Mr. Ross?

We have Grace Williams. Very nice girl.

Her father's in law enforcement.

And she goes to a party, at which your daughter

is also in attendance,

when, suddenly, she sees Cameron in a corner with her phone,

showing it to her friends.

So Grace thinks, "Boy, I'd like to get in on that fun.

That looks like fun."

Only she gets over there and she finds out

there's nothing funny about it at all.

See, there's a new girl in school; her name's Katie.

And a year ago, she made the tragic mistake of

taking an intimate photo for her boyfriend.

And you know what Prince Charming does?

He takes that photo

and uploads it to the Internet for everybody to see.

And Katie got so bullied

she had to switch schools.

So now she's at school with Grace and your daughter.

Fresh start, right?

Wrong.

Because Cameron here decided

she'd go and dig that picture up on the Internet.

Didn't you?

And then you downloaded it to your phone.

And then you started showing it around

to all your friends at the party.

Meanwhile, Katie is in a corner somewhere crying, so humiliated,

and Grace didn't like that, either, did she?

So she took your phone,

and she dropped it in a guy's beer.

And that's when Cameron took Nathan's phone

and sent these insults and threatening texts to Grace.

Now we're all caught up.

Is this true?

Fine.

I had a little fun with Katie. Whatever.

Grace got super extra about it for no reason.

Katie took that photo herself.

It's her own fault it got out.

I was pissed about my phone.

- So, yeah, I sent Grace those texts. - Mm-hmm.

And then you followed Grace and Katie after the party, right?

What? No.

No, they left, and a few minutes later, I did, too.

I was home by midnight.

At-at least that part's true.

I-I always wait up for her.

Hang on a second. Let me get this straight.

So you're telling us that Katie and Grace

left the party before midnight.

You're sure?

The accident didn't happen until 2:00 a.m.

Excuse me.

Yeah, Junior, what's up?

Sir, CSU ran the skid marks and the oil from the scene

against Cameron's Audi.

Let me guess, it wasn't a match.

Right. But get this.

The oil that we found at the scene

is not your standard stuff.

It's a high-zinc oil.

High-zinc oil? That's for older engines.

So, what are we thinking? Our perp was driving

something pre-'70s?

Looks like it.

All right. Thanks, Junior.

Well, that Cameron's

a bully and a jerk, but she ain't our perp.

Yeah, and if she's right, and Grace and Katie left that party

at a quarter to 12:00, what were those girls doing for two hours?

Yeah. Hmm.

Okay, you're 18 years old,

you got a couple hours to kill after a party. What do you do?

You... do what they all do.

They all go look for something to eat.

I'll have Junior check out the late-night food joints.

All right.

What if this is out of battery?

It's not out of batteries, Rachel.

They just checked it for me twice.

All right, well, then, maybe no news is good.

Maybe that means

that there aren't any problems.

And that's that.

Do you remember when Grace was born

they told us that we could go home,

and you did not want to leave?

You made them track down our doctor so you could double-check

that it was safe to leave the hospital.

What?

Nothing.

What's-what's that face?

Nothing. I locked the keys in the car.

I locked the keys in the car.

I went down to get Grace's car seat,

and I locked the keys in the car that day.

And you never told me that.

I wouldn't tell you. I was embarrassed.

I felt like an idiot, okay?

I was stalling until the Triple-A guy showed up.

You got that nurse to show you how to swaddle about ten times.

She thought you were a total moron.

She was right.

Hey.

- What's going on? - Sorry,

but there's been a complication.

What do you mean?

A hemorrhage.

The team is doing everything that they can for her,

but she is still in surgery.

Okay. All right.

So we'll just... we'll just hang out, then, yeah?

- - We just have to wait. Okay.

All right.

Just spoke to HPD.

They checked Alana's house.

Didn't find anything, including Alana.

All right, well, hopefully, you'll have more luck

running down the names in

her cell phone records.

Yeah, not so much.

Same story every time.

Alana called to make amends.

Seemed happy and healthy, but still,

no one knows where she might be now.

Sounds familiar.

Okay, well, we're headed to the next name on the list--

Kelsey Yang. Koa says

it's a friend of Alana's.

So we'll just check in with you later.

Copy that.

I still can't believe it.

Alana's come such a long way.

She checked herself into rehab to detox off the oxy.

But she was difficult.

Totally resisted counseling.

Hmm. Sounds like you.

She was my first real success story.

So this girl, Kelsey Yang-- what else did Alana say about her?

Just that they were both tight, both oxy addicts.

Alana talked a lot in group about getting Kelsey into rehab.

Guess Kelsey's not home?

Kelsey Yang, Five-O!

Stay here.

Hey, you have to wait outside. I said to wait outside.

Why? Why? Well, let's just... Come on.

- Get out of my way, TANI. - No, I told you...

- Koa. Koa, no! - Get out of my way, TANI!

No.

Alana.

Koa, listen, this is not your fault.

You know that, right?

You did everything that you could.

Hey.

HPD found no sign of foul play.

Uh, they think it's a bad batch of black tar heroin.

No, that's not what happened here.

Alana was an oxy addict. Pills.

She was afraid of needles.

I'm not buying it.

No, I'm not buying it.

TANI.

How did you...?

One of the same places I kept mine.

All right, tell me something. Why would she

turn to heroin if there was a stash of oxy in the house?

Because Alana did not put that needle in her arm, TANI.

Someone did this to her. Someone killed her.

Guys, check this out.

All of these were prescribed by the same doctor,

but every bottle has a different patient name on it.

That's because this guy's not a doctor. He's a dealer.

Now, I've-I've heard of this.

These doctors run pill mills,

so they sell opioid prescriptions for cash.

Exactly. Bring them a few fake I.D.'s,

they'll write scrips for each one.

If Alana and Kelsey would use together,

maybe that means they got their meds at the same place.

Right? And if Alana was trying to get Kelsey into rehab,

maybe plan B was cutting off Kelsey's supply.

That's totally something she would have done.

Alana had every reason to want to turn this doctor in.

And when she set her mind on something,

there was no stopping her.

So doctor gets wind of the fact that Alana might be a threat,

takes her out before she can shut him down.

Yeah. Maybe she couldn't, but we can.

Okay, so I asked

around the late-night food joints

close to where the party went down,

and an employee at Zippy's remembers seeing two girls

matching the description of Grace and Katie an hour

before the crash.

They sent us over video footage.

Check it out.

That's them. There they are.

Who in the hell is this bird?

I don't know, but whoever this creep is,

they're not interested.

Attagirl.

Now this creeper's following them.

Hey, we got cameras outside?

Yeah.

That's our classic car.

There's our specialized high-zinc oil.

This is 20 minutes

before the crash.

Run this guy's plate.

Find him.

Can I help you?

Yeah, man. You're really selling this beauty?

Yeah. It's a great car, an old classic.

Yeah, looking for something a little younger, huh?

I'm interested.

Why don't you take me for a test drive?

All right.

Hey, better hang onto something.

Whoa. Easy, man.

Oh, come on, man.

I got to open this thing up a little bit. Look at it.

You know you got a little oil leak, right?

Yeah, it's no big deal.

I can get that fixed for you in five minutes.

Yeah, you probably should have fixed it a few days ago,

'cause last night, we found a...

found a whole bunch of easily traceable specialty oil

at a crime scene.

See, that's how we found you, Keith.

Plus, we got you on camera harassing two underage girls

at Zippy's last night.

Two girls who ended up in a ditch

by the side of a road 20 minutes later.

And I have evidence that a car just like this one

was at the scene of the crime.

- What, are you a cop? - Yeah.

I'm a cop, but worse for you, I'm an uncle

of one of those girls you put in the ICU.

We talked at Zippy's. That's it.

Yeah, you talked, but you were pissed 'cause they didn't want

to talk to you. That upset you, so you followed them.

You followed them, and then you...

then you run them off the road.

Then you fled the scene of the crime

and left them in a ditch to die, right?

Dude, slow down.

What do you want me to slow...? Oh, you're not

wearing a seat belt? Oh, that's bad.

This is insane. You can't do this.

You can't prove anything. Oh, you're right, Keith.

I can't prove anything, but what I can do is slam the brakes now

very hard and very fast, and at this speed,

without a seat belt, at the very least, your head's gonna

bust open on that dashboard,

or maybe, if we're lucky,

you'll go right through that windshield.

Please. I was just trying to scare them.

They sped up, and-and I sped up. I didn't realize

how fast we were going, and then they just...

I thought they were dead.

Yeah, but they weren't dead, Keith.

They weren't dead.

They were bleeding in a ditch

for over an hour before anybody found them.

Please! I'm so sorry. I'm sorry.

Please!

He'll get negligent injury in the first degree.

Reckless driving.

It's jail time, Steve.

Yeah, but if Grace doesn't pull through,

it doesn't make a difference.

Dr. Florence, dial 112, please.

Dr. Florence, please dial 112.

Hi.

I'm sorry about before.

For what?

For overreacting before about the car.

It was mean.

I apologize. Um...

No. I mean, I should have said something.

I should have been more honest with you.

About a lot of things.

And then, you know,

maybe we wouldn't be here.

What do you mean?

Even back in Jersey, I knew that I wasn't happy with Stan,

just not like I thought I would be.

But I didn't want to put Grace through another divorce,

so we moved to Hawaii, and...

now here we are.

Okay, Rachel, don't do that.

Don't do that. All right?

All right, this is...

this is like an asteroid hitting Earth.

Okay, it doesn't matter if we're in Hawaii

or in New Jersey.

We just happened to be underneath it when it hit, okay?

That's all. Don't do that.

- Okay? -Mm-hmm.

What were you watching?

It's supposed to be a surprise for Grace's graduation.

Come here.

Rachel... what do you got to say?

Well, I think that she should say hi.

Say hi to your daddy, Grace.

Hey, baby girl.

Wow. She's so cute.

She's gorgeous. Just like her mama, huh?

Oh, come on, Danny.

Those little teeth, man.

Amy Holms? Hi.

She's in.

As soon as she trades the cash for a scrip...

- ...we go. - Copy.

What can I do for you?

Uh, well, I have... I have this back problem.

It's pretty bad. I-I get this

excruciating pain that runs up and down my legs.

Um, I have, uh, limited mobility.

And you have documentation of this?

Uh, documenta...

'Cause I thought, um...

Look, I... I have the cash.

Please.

Oxys or Roxis?

Can I have 60 oxy 80s?

Thank you. Thank you.

Whoa. Not so fast.

One of the patients in the lobby

recognized her; she's a cop.

Sit.

We've got a problem.

Dude, I'm not a cop.

Y-You can take the scrip back, and I'll leave.

I'm telling you, I'm not a cop.

If she's a cop, that means she'll testify.

We can't let her go.

Five-O! Nobody move!

Hands! Hands! Hands!

You okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm good.

That is a tight little operation

you're running there, Doc.

Cash for scrips, forged medical records.

A pharmacy on the payroll.

It's incredible. I mean, you will lose your medical license,

and you'll have federal drug charges, and...

Actually, it's your lucky day,

because all we care about right now

is the murder of two of your patients:

Alana Kalani and Kelsey Yang.

So, you think you can help us out with that, Doc?

Not really, since this is the first I'm hearing of it.

That's so unfortunate,

because we actually... we pulled your phone records.

Yeah.

And it turns out that Kelsey called you

an hour before she and Alana overdosed on heroin.

She wasn't calling for drugs.

Her house was full of them.

Yeah, what was she calling for, Doc?

Something that made you upset enough to kill her?

Okay, we know you were in business with someone.

The same entity who pays the rent on the clinic

pays your employees.

All of whom we're actually holding right now.

And they are ready to roll, let me tell you.

So, if I were you, I'd want to beat them to it.

The clinic was set up by the same cartel out of Morelos

that moved the majority of the black tar heroin

in Hawaii.

Oxy's just another drug to them.

And I'm just the medical license they need to write scrips.

Kelsey called me in a panic.

Said that Alana's out of rehab,

and she was thinking about going to the cops

to shut down the clinic that put her in there.

Kelsey was afraid of losing her supply.

So you called your handlers,

who you knew would kill them both.

Look, I'm a victim here, too.

You think I want to be doing this?

They said they'd kill me if I didn't.

Except there's a reason they approached you, isn't there?

Might have something to do with the fact

that when you were a GP,

your little family practice was prescribing oxy

to every other patient.

You've been doing this for years, Doc.

What's a couple more overdoses

if it means protecting your revenue stream?

Found the guy?

Yeah, we found the guy.

Thanks.

I got to say, man, this kid's really

starting to take after her old man.

I mean, standing up to the bully,

speaking up for the little guy.

Yeah, I think maybe she, uh...

she gets that from you more than me.

What are you talking about?

I don't know, uh,

Rachel made a graduation video for Grace,

and I think you're in more shots than I am.

Really?

Yeah. Don't get excited about it.

No, I'm not getting excited. I would like to see it.

Well, that's enough.

- Oh, hey, you know what? - What?

We should have a graduation party for Grace at my house.

Yeah.

Listen, in the backyard, we'll get a big screen

and a projector for the video. - Shut up.

Invite the neighborhood.

She's out. She's okay.

She's okay.

Ooh.

Careful, now, honey.

Watch your step.

Dad, did you know?

No, I didn't know anything.

Uh, Charlie put up the banner. I was just the ladder.

- I painted it, too. - Yeah, Charlie!

Oh, by the way, I have a message

for you from, uh,

a Will?

He says he'll be here tomorrow. He can't wait to see you.

Okay, give me a hug. All right.

Welcome home, honey. Come here.

Hey, listen, um, now that he's out of the room,

I'm just gonna tell you,

you thought your father was neurotic before, oof,

girl, you done did it now.

Dad told me what you guys did for me.

- Oh, yeah? - What?

How you found the guy who...

I just want to say thank you.

Well, you're welcome.

Listen, just 'cause you're all growing up and out to college,

and, you know, being independent,

we're still here, okay? Any time you need us, we got you.

And just like you did for your friend,

that's why your parents are proud of you.

And we all are.

We're all proud. We're all proud of you.

That's enough. You want to make her cry? That's enough.

- Come on. - You sure you not talking about you?

- You're getting a little glisten... - Can we eat?

Let's eat, please. ...in the eye area.

Perfect timing. The ziti's ready.

The ziti? It doesn't... Him saying "ziti,"

it just doesn't sit right.

Kamekona's 'ohana style

Italian restaurant at your service.

I still prefer the name "Steve's."

I don't.

Don't get up. Don't get up.

Don't get up.

Hey, I hear HPD

raided two more pill mills that were

connected to the same cartel.

I just want to say that's great work.

Thank you. You know, I couldn't have done it without Koa.

- Yeah. - Yeah, she could have.

She's just making me feel included.

- Is it working? - I told you,

you don't need to worry about me anymore.

And yes, it's working.

I appreciate you, sis, and I appreciate

being a part of this big,

weird family you brought into my life.

We're happy to have you, brother.

All right.

♪ With a smile on my face ♪

♪ You're the first thing that I see... ♪

You hungry?

Oh, thank you. Yes, I'm starving.

This is our, uh... our best flatware.

Thank you. Can I sit?

- Yeah. What is this, osso buco? - It is.

Ah.

Good?

- Hmm? - I said, "Is it good?"

Mm.

- Mmm. - That's a yes.

I'm having the most bizarre déjà vu.

Really? From, uh... from what?

Our first date.

I think that you made this for me.

Why do you think it's on the menu?

Oh, come on.

Yeah.

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