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Previously on Hawaii Five-0...

Vice is moving in on this place in minutes. We have to go now.

Do you understand that once you're in the system, I can't help you?

Get on the bike now!

Before my dad died, I promised him I'd look out for Koa.

Sometimes, you got to let people make their own mistakes.

That's the only way you can really protect your brother.

We ID'd the dead shooters that hit the rendition facility.

This is every crime boss in town.

These guys had no affiliations with any established crews.

- They had no Yakuza ink. - Yeah, you're chasing a ghost.

No, Adam, we are chasing a ghost.

I want you to head up a special division within the Five-0 task force.

Now, you got the connections.

You know how these guys think, you know how they act.

I want you to help me find who did all this.

You don't have to convince me. I'm in.

Hey, don't move! Stay right there.

No. No, please!

I think those guys are checking you out.

Please don't do that, ever again.

And no, they're checking out the rookie.

Wait, hold on. Come back here, come back here.

- Here we go. - What?

- I feel a speech coming. - No, there's no speech.

I'm just... There's no... Okay, all right.

If I was gonna give you speech, what would I say to you?

Your friend's doing me a solid.

Don't screw this up. Don't embarrass me.

- Sound about right? - Yes, very good.

Look, this is a really good opportunity for you, all right?

It could... it could lead to something.

Yeah, I know.

- I know. - All right, let's go.

- Remember, be polite. - Yes, Mom.

- Good morning. - Hi.

Hey. How's it going, Koa?

- Good, you? - Good.

This is Eli, he's the boss around here.

Hey, good to have you. Adam tells me you've worked on some remodels.

Yeah, I lay tile, hung dry wall, stuff like that.

Okay. Well, good, let's get you set up. Follow me.

I'll, uh, swing by later. We'll grab lunch, okay?

- Shoots. - Bye. Thank you so much.

- Hey, it's no trouble. - You're the best.

Happy to help. Hey, I got to run. Work.

- Hey, how's that going? - I still got Hideki in play,

thinking he's my best bet to finding our mystery player.

Look at you, you're like Eliot Ness.

Yeah, except I don't know who my Al Capone is supposed to be.

I don't even care that you're wrong. People make mistakes all the time.

- You made a mistake. - Dude, this is on you.

- It's that you can't admit to it. - This is on you.

- You kidding me? - I made a mistake.

What are you talking about? I'm the first person to admit when I'm wrong.

You're not the first person to admit anything.

Shut up. Pua, I can see you standing there. I'm sorry.

- Thanks for coming. - Of course.

Duke said you guys asked for me by name. What's going on?

We got robbed last night. That's what's going on.

- Danny didn't lock the restaurant. - That's fake news, okay?

- Danny forgot to lock the shop. - That's not what happened.

- That is an alternative fact. - You know what's crazy to me?

It's crazy that they let someone as careless as you carry a firearm.

- That what's nuts. - Who's they? You hired me, you putz.

The state has nothing to do with it. You hired me.

That was a lapse in my judgment.

Okay, okay, okay. Time out, time out.

All right? You over there, you over there.

All right, I'm sorry you guys got hit. Can you tell me what was taken?

Tools. Well, they left him, obviously, but we... tools.

- A sander, nail gun. - They had a whole bunch of stuff.

We had a drop saw. We had a hammer drill.

- Anyway, the point is... - Whole bunch of stuff.

...is that you were like a psychopath when I stole that Christmas tree.

You tracked it down like a crazy person,

so I figured you could help with his mistake.

You said you were gonna lock the restaurant,

- you didn't lock the restaurant. - Why would I lock it?

Steve, you were here. You said you were gonna stay here and stay in the bar

- till 9:00 at night. - Even if I wanted to lock

this restaurant, you are "the keeper of the keys." Are you not?

We made a big deal about it, you made me sign the thing.

How, how could I... you're the key guy.

- Okay. Okay, the keys. - Yeah, the keys.

- Let's talk about those keys. - Good, let's talk about it.

Those keys are on a ring, and also on that ring is a fob.

A little fob that belongs to a car

that I own that you drive all the time that was in your pocket.

I didn't have any pockets. Last night I was wearing pants with no pockets.

How do I have keys in a pocket with pants with no pockets?

Lieutenant Cargo Pants, when do you not have pockets?

- I'm not always wearing cargo pants. - You wore cargo pants last night.

- No, I wasn't. - You sleep in cargo pants.

No, I don't. I sleep in pajamas, okay? Pua, listen, no pressure.

This is the most important case you ever worked.

If you don't get our stuff back, I'm gonna have to listen to this

revisionist history for the next three months.

- I'll get right on it. - Okay? All right.

- I'll get right on it. - Thank you, please.

If you guys can, just get me an itemized list

- of everything that's missing. - Fine.

And I'll initiate the report ASAP,

and that way you guys can file an insurance claim right away.

Well... yeah, that's gonna be a problem 'cause we don't have insurance,

'cause he thought it would be too early to get insurance.

- Calculated risk. - How'd that work out?

- It was a calculated risk. - Know what? I don't want to look

- at you anymore, you can go. - I can't... McGarrett.

So caretaker was walking the grounds late last night

when he noticed that one of the graves had fresh dirt on top.

Looked to him like it had just been dug up or refilled,

so he got worried that maybe someone may have dug up the body during the night,

decided to check for himself. Turns out he was right about the body,

only he didn't expect to find another one in its place.

Our vic here was working security last night,

suffered one gunshot wound to the chest,

but according to Dr. Cunha, cause of death was asphyxiation.

Wait a minute. You're telling me this guy,

he happens upon somebody jacking a body,

then he gets shot before he could do anything about it

- and then he gets buried alive? - Yeah. Well, that's how it looks

and based off of footprints, it looks our perp was out here alone.

Okay. So, uh, what, body snatching,

uh, for profit, Satanic cult stuff, what do you think?

How do you profit off a corpse?

You sell bones and soft tissue to a bone or a tissue bank.

I know this meth head, lives down the block.

I mean, it's how he makes his money. That's it.

- That's solely... his profession. - Both theories are valid,

but for all we know could've been some personal motive involved.

What do we know about the prior occupant of this grave?

Let me guess. Name's Travis Hinkley. Born July 26th, 1978,

died a couple of weeks ago.

He was gentle of heart and generous of spirit,

that's all I'm getting right now.

That's excellent detective work. Thank you so much, Danny Williams.

- We know anything else? - Not yet, sir, but I'm on it.

All right, good. The more we could find out about this guy,

might tell us something about whoever took him.

Yes, sir.

He's gonna, um, the "sir," he didn't tone down the "sir" thing.

- We're working on it. Working on it. - I got an idea.

You get one of those, uh, dog shock collars,

- and every time he says sir, you... - That's a good idea.

You buy... maybe get two for the price of one. Put one on you for every time

- you say something stupid like that. - That's funny.

Good morning.

- Can I give you a lift? - You for real?

What do you mean?

I mean, I just walked out of there ten seconds ago.

What are you, some kind of sicko who trolls women's prisons?

- Is that like a fetish? - No, I'm not.

- And yeah, it probably is. - Well, I got a ride coming.

Actually, you don't. Jimmy's cab, right?

Reservation under Nomura, first name Jessie.

- Yeah, I canceled that. - What?

- I thought you and I should talk. - Who are you? What do you want?

My name is Adam Noshimuri,

and it's better if we talk somewhere else. Get in.

Look, you can sit in the back if you like.

Hey, trust me. You're gonna want to hear what I have to say.

- Undercover? - It's a long term assignment.

You'll infiltrate the crew, gather intel, and report back to me.

There's risk involved, but there's also money.

- You'd be well paid. - To snitch? Yeah, I would hope so.

It's more like keeping your ears to the ground.

See, it's not this crew I'm after, I'm looking for someone bigger,

someone in the shadows.

But to find them, I need to keep a close eye on a local Yakuza boss,

guy by the name of Hideki Toshiro.

Why me?

Well, for starters, Hideki, he doesn't like outsiders.

But in your case, I think he'll make an exception.

- Because? - You're real good at being bad.

Burglary, fraud, money laundering, grand theft.

Finding people with those skills has gotten a lot tougher

since Five-0 did their big sweep.

The talent pool out there is thin.

Plus, you're an orphan, which is something he'll find appealing.

Why is that?

Because family can be an Achilles heel, a way to get to someone.

Guess I wouldn't know.

And the fact that I'm a girl, that's not gonna be a turn-off?

No, he's a very forward-thinking criminal.

This is what you'd be paid.

I got to admit, my first 30 minutes on the outside

aren't going the way I would've expected.

So what do you say?

I say money means squat if I'm not around to spend it.

If I get made as a Cl, that doesn't end well for me. Pass.

Look, I know these people, I know how they think.

I can prepare you, I can tell you what to expect.

- I can keep you safe. - Right.

You realize I'm offering you more than just money here.

I'm offering you something most ex-cons never get.

- What's that? - A purpose.

Without one, you're very likely to end up back inside.

- You think so, huh? - Yeah, I do.

Because I've known people like you.

People always looking for a shortcut. I've been around them my whole life.

Maybe you have, but that doesn't mean you know me,

you with your tailored shirt, your $200 haircut.

You don't know me.

See you.

Look, where you going? I'll give you a lift.

I'm good.

This is what our missing cadaver looked like back when he was alive.

At the time of his death, he was unemployed

and he has no surviving family on the island.

- Okay. And he died how? - Malaria.

Well, that's a pretty exotic way to go for a local boy.

Not many cases of malaria in this part of the world.

No, you could pretty much count the number of fatalities on one hand.

So Hinkley spent quite a bit of time in West Africa

in the days leading up to his death, so he probably contracted the virus

- and it went undetected. - Hmm.

- What you thinking, Cap? - I don't know.

Guy dies pretty young, very suddenly, exotic cause of death.

This might sound a little strange, but perhaps there was somebody in his life

that, uh, wasn't quite ready to let him go just yet.

You think that somebody missed Hinkley so much that they dug up his body,

just like Norman Bates dug up his mom?

We've seen stranger.

Okay. Do we know if Hinkley was involved with anybody?

Uh, no. But we're still looking into his personal life.

In the meantime, CSU has found tire tracks down at the crime scene.

And the lab matched them to a late model van which could belong to our perp.

- Okay, anything else? - Yes.

Boss is starting to think that maybe there's some sort of creepy religious

ritual that involves digging up a corpse,

so he and Danny are consulting with an expert on the macabre.

Lucky for us, we just happen to have one in-house.

Sounds weird, I know. But in certain parts of the world,

digging up the dead is totally normal.

In the highlands of Madagascar, there's a thing called

the "Turning of the Bones" where villagers unearth their relatives

every seven years, rewrap them in burial cloth and dance around with them.

Is this, like, they're like crowd-carrying the corpse?

- It looks festive. - There's also

the Ma'nene Festival of Indonesia.

Same idea, only it happens every three years.

They also change the cadaver's clothes.

This is fascinating. It's, uh, it's disgusting.

Um, but we're not in Madagascar or Indonesia.

Yeah. Jerry, we need to try to figure out why somebody would dig up a stiff

- in Hawaii. - It could be Ghost Marriage.

- Sorry, you said Ghost Marriage? - Yeah. It's an ancient ritual practiced

by a small segment of the Chinese population.

Basically, the idea is you dig up an unwed dead person

and you pair them with an unwed recently deceased person

so they can be married in the afterlife.

- It's like Tinder for the dead. - Yeah.

Jerry, I think we need something grounded, like a motive grounded

- in reality or... - Haitian zombie powder?

- Excuse me? - You sprinkle it on a dead body

to bring it back to life. Thing is you need crushed human skulls

of the recently deceased which means a trip to the cemetery.

- Jerry. Jerry, uh... - Oh! Hold on.

Let me, um, just get this straight.

You think... you're suggesting that our killer, maybe, uh,

he was looking for ingredients to make a magic dust

- to bring somebody back to life? - We need grounded, guys.

Grounded, grounded, grounded.

Okay. How about this? There's an Afro-Caribbean religion called Santeria.

It started in West Africa but it's since spread to other parts of the world.

Some of its practices include live animal sacrifice

and the use of human remains.

Now, over the years, a few Santeros have been arrested on the mainland

for digging up bodies to be used in healing ceremonies.

Our missing corpse recently spent time in West Africa.

This could actually be something.

So you actually wanna talk to a Santero?

I do. Jerry, thank you. I appreciate this. That's good.

- Oh, you can keep those. I got copies. - I don't want that.

Right.

Oh, by the way, I also got binders of zombie powder research.

You want me to send those up just in case?

I think you can... why don't you hang on to those?

We're gonna follow up on the Santeros. And then if it doesn't pan out,

we'll look into the Night of the Living Dead angle thing, okay? Thanks.

My hunch is whoever stole Commander McGarrett

and Detective Williams' tools most likely fenced them.

And I have a hunch that your hunch is correct.

Okay. So do you know any pawnshops that take in hot merch?

I might know a few that don't ask questions about an item's provenance.

I'll go write some names down while you go get something to eat.

- I'm good. Thanks. - No.

I think you should go get something to eat.

I'm good. I had a big breakfast, plus I'm trying to keep the weight off.

You really don't know how this works, do you?

Ouid pro quo, brother.

That's Latin for, "buy some shrimp, get some names."

Ah. I think I am hungry.

I thought so.

Uh, I'll take the, uh, Kahuku shrimp special.

Good choice. What else?

- The tacos? - Very tasty. And?

- This is religious persecution. - What are you talking about?

It's not religious persecution. We went through your house.

Mr. Ravello, we found some pretty disturbing stuff.

Live animal sacrifice is permitted under freedom of religion.

- Supreme Court said so. - Okay. But, uh, having

human remains on an altar in your garage, that is definitely illegal

and you should know that 'cause you were arrested for it once in Louisiana.

First of all, I was framed in that case.

Those remains were planted by neighbors who were trying to run me out of town

because they didn't like my beliefs.

And second, those are animal bones on my altar.

The good news is we have a very thorough crime lab

that's gonna tell us exactly what type of bones they are.

But right now, we wanna know, where were you last night?

- I was home. - Yeah? Can anyone back that up?

No.

HPD just found the van.

- Yeah, buddy. - Hey.

It's registered to a US Marine who's currently stationed over in Afghanistan.

We were able to get in contact with him and he had no idea

that his van had been stolen. You guys might wanna brace yourselves.

Oh, my God.

Okay. Was anything missing? Any, uh, any organs, bones, tissue?

It doesn't look like it. But it appears Mr. Hinkley's

large intestine has been cut open.

So I assume it's safe to say a little alien didn't explode out of his chest?

- Wow. Was that a joke? - Uh, yes, sir.

Commander McGarrett, uh, has said use humor as a way to combat job stress

- and distasteful situations. - Oh. That's very good. That's good.

I mean, the delivery was, um... stiff.

Stiff, that's funny too, 'cause we got a stiff right here.

- You see? The delivery was fine. - It's not very funny either.

Gentlemen, evidence is degrading here. Can we continue?

Yes. I'm sorry. You were saying.

There's obvious post-mortem work.

Mr. Hinkley's large intestine has been cut open.

All right. So the killer takes this guy up,

slices him open, and he leaves him here. Why?

Well, clearly we can rule out body-snatching for profit, right?

- Santeria. - Hm...

- Maybe Hinkley was a mule. - As in a drug mule?

Yeah. Only he died before he could deliver whatever he had in his system.

So whoever's waiting to pick it up has no choice but to dig him up

- and get it out. - It's good.

But I think it's too much trouble.

You got to steal a van, he kills a guy, he digs up a grave.

- It's a lot to go through, right? - I agree. I don't buy it either.

I mean, most big-time dealers, they expect to lose a mule or two

here or there, right? It's the cost of doing business.

Maybe he had something more valuable in him. I don't know, right?

Adam. What's up?

- Hey. - Hey.

Jessie said no. We're gonna have to find someone else.

Maybe we give the kid some time, we approach her again later on.

I'm not sure we can afford to wait.

The word is Hideki's looking to make some big moves.

He'll need soldiers to do it.

We'll never have a better opportunity to get someone on the inside.

All right, well, just keep me posted on who you're going to approach next, okay?

Will do.

Adam, I need to ask you a question.

Are you sure... are you sure this Hideki guy's worth all the time

and resources we're putting into him?

Listen. The fact that he's one of the only bosses on the island

who's still breathing tells me he's either working with this outside crew

we're after or they left him in place as part of a larger plan.

And if I'm wrong, well, then whoever we're looking for will probably come

for Hideki just like they came for Shioma and the rest.

Trust me, Steve, we got to keep a close eye on this guy.

All right.

I think I would have remembered if someone came into my shop

with a bunch of power tools. No one has.

Maybe they dealt with one of your employees.

I'm the only one who works here.

Mind if I take a look at your security tapes?

That?

That doesn't actually record anything. It's just a deterrent.

So, just to be clear, if I pull footage

from that car dealership across the street,

I'm definitely not gonna see anyone dropping by with power tools.

You're absolutely positive about that?

I...

I couldn't really say for sure.

I mean, a lot of people come in and out, you know.

All right, two guys came in yesterday.

But I didn't get their name and I didn't know those tools were hot, I swear.

Okay, listen. I don't need names. Just give me back the tools, okay?

- Um, I don't have them. - What?

- I already sold them. - All right.

Well, then, I'm gonna need the name of the person you sold them to.

That I can get you.

Uh, are there really cameras across the street?

Just get me that name.

Yeah.

All right, awesome news. Thank you. All right. That was Pua.

He says he's got a great lead. He thinks we may even get the tools back

- this afternoon. - That's great.

It's still a mistake on your part, but that's great.

- What do we got, guys? - Actually, we got a lead, too.

Lab found a print inside a pair of latex gloves that our body-snatcher

left behind in the van and it came back to this guy.

Neil Voss. He's in our system for petty larceny. But check this out.

Last year, he got picked up trying to smuggle uncut diamonds into Canada.

Here's the best part of the story, though.

So, like Hinkley, this guy recently spent a lot of time in West Africa,

specifically Liberia and the Ivory Coast.

All right, two hot spots for blood diamonds.

Looks like Voss and Hinkley were partners.

They tried to bring some stones into Hawaii. Unfortunately for Voss,

the goods were still inside Hinkley's body when he died.

Meantime, Voss bides his time until he can get to those diamonds,

then jumps on a plane and bounces out of here, right?

He must have figured that, uh, Hinkley's body could stay in that van

at long-term parking at the airport, for a couple of weeks without being noticed.

Yeah. I mean, that's definitely what it looks like, except for one thing.

While he did have a plane ticket leaving today, he never checked in.

Which means he's probably still on the island.

Wait a minute. Why would he stick around?

Maybe he knew we were onto him.

- He got spooked. - Oh. Noelani, she's got something.

Danny.

So I did my own autopsy on Mr. Hinkley and came across something strange.

See this? This is his intestine.

I recognize that from the floor of the van.

Right. But what you probably didn't notice were these.

- They look like suture marks. - They are.

It seems today wasn't the first time that Hinkley had his intestine cut open.

But this is where it gets interesting. I pulled his medical records

and it turns out he never had any kind of procedure done on that organ,

- which means these incisions... - Happened after he died.

Exactly. And since Hinkley never had an autopsy,

I'm thinking they were probably done by the mortician who prepped the body.

And I can only think of one reason why someone would do that.

'Cause the mortician thought that there was something inside

that he'd wanna get his hands on.

That's why Voss didn't get on that plane.

Somebody got to the stones before he did.

- Stones? - Yeah. We think Hinkley

was transporting diamonds.

We have to find that mortician before Voss does.

- Hey, you know where Koa is? - Who?

- The kid who started work this morning. - Haven't seen him.

All right.

Hey, Koa. It's Adam. You in there?

Oh, my God. Koa, hey.

Koa, can you hear me?

Hey, Eli, come quick! I need some help over here!

Come on! Help, help, help!

Hey, wake up. Hey, wake up, Koa. Koa!

Koa, wake up. Hey! Hey, I need some help! Come on!

- Adam, what the hell happened? - I found him passed out.

- Call an ambulance. - No. No. There's no time.

- Help me get him in the car. - Come on, let's go.

All right.

Come on, pick up, pick up, pick up.

Come on, come on, pick up.

Dr. Cunha.

Noelani, it's Adam Noshimuri. I've got Koa Rey with me.

- He's in trouble, I think he's OD'ed. - Is he conscious?

- Just barely. - How long has he been out?

I don't know. I found him passed out a few minutes ago.

- Do you know what he took? - No, I don't.

- Okay, how far are you from a hospital? - No. Can't do a hospital.

If I take him there, that gets the cops involved.

- Besides, I'm closer to you. - You're bringing him here?

Yeah. I'll be out front in two minutes.

All right, I'll meet you.

Hang in there.

Pulse is faint.

Search his pockets.

He's barely breathing.

I got something.

Those are probably opiates. He doesn't have much time.

- What is that? - Naloxone.

It reverses the effect of an overdose.

- Is it working? - The effects are usually instant.

He's gonna need another dose.

All right. Come on, man. Come on, man, you got this.

Mr. Rice? Five-0.

All right, all right, all right, all right.

- Where's Voss? - He's on his way to my house.

- The diamonds at your house? - Yeah.

- Get HPD over there. - My wife is there, too.

Who is it?

Delivery, Mrs. Rice. It's from your husband.

Oh.

Afternoon, Mrs. Rice.

You're stalling.

I'm not, I swear. Please, I'm just nervous.

The sooner you get this done, the sooner I'm outta here.

Open it.

Let me see.

All right, down on the floor. Do it.

You're gonna stay down here and count to a hundred. You got me?

Neil Voss! Get out of the car right now.

Keep your hands where I can see them.

Right now!

Gun!

Grover, take Junior, go check on Mrs. Rice.

- Look at that. - Are those...

Yeah, diamonds. He must've swallowed them.

That's how he was gonna get them off the island.

Yeah, well, short of a full body scan at the airport,

he might've got away with it, too.

Hey.

- He's gonna be fine. - Thank you.

- Adam... - Hey. It's okay.

I'll give you guys a few minutes.

You are so lucky that they brought you here. Do you get that?

- If the cops got involved... - I know.

You know.

How long have you been using?

About a year.

You need help. You're going to rehab.

Look, I... I get it, okay?

I was... I was stupid.

It won't happen again. I'm... I'm done with that stuff.

You can't even look at me.

You should've died today.

I promised Dad, I promised him, I promised him that I'd look after you.

I'm not a kid, all right?

You're not a man either!

What are you doing?

What are you doing, Koa? What are you doing?

You're stealing, you're rolling with bangers, you're getting high.

This isn't you. You weren't like this.

Where you're headed, you're gonna end up in jail or you're gonna end up dead.

Do you understand that?

You are my only family. You are the only thing I have.

You can't leave me.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

- Aloha. - Aloha.

Kapula Sugimoto? Officer Pua Kai.

Can I help you?

Was this from that wildfire last year?

Yeah, it's taking forever to get the insurance money,

and we got nowhere else to go.

So I told the kids, hey, let's pitch a tent

and live off the land for a while.

I figured we could do the repair work ourselves.

Yeah, it's a good thing you have the tools.

Well, actually, we just bought them.

Used. I couldn't afford new ones. Good deal, too.

But anyway, what's going on? Was the noise too loud?

No.

So what's the problem?

- It tastes like a shoe. - No, it's simple and good.

There's nothing wrong with your salad, it's a good salad.

- Oh! There he is. - What? Hey! Pua, buddy.

- What's going on? - What's up with the tools?

- Well... - Uh-oh.

I'm... I'm sorry, Detective, Commander, but we hit a wall.

Those tools are probably off-island by now.

Eh... What happened to our very promising lead?

Yeah, it... it turns out it was a dead end.

Man.

I'm really sorry. You know, the last thing I wanted was to let you guys down.

No, no, no, come on, it's okay. Look, we really appreciate

you getting into it for us and that's fine.

- I'll keep working the case. - Cool.

I'll make sure... I'll let you know any progress.

- Yeah, thank you, Pua. - I'm...

Thank you.

Man.

All right.

I guess I'm going to City Mill tomorrow and get some new tools.

- Hold on, stop. - What? What?

Okay. We got to think and reassess a little bit.

Maybe it's time to re-evaluate, assess a couple of things.

We're way behind where we should be and I think maybe we need to...

- talk a little bit about some stuff. - Well, we're way behind,

you keep fighting me on the aesthetic, and then the booze and this,

we've had a bunch of setbacks. We were both in quarantine,

- you got shot, you broke your arm. - I broke my...

Well, you bought a phony, cheap ladder, that's why I broke...

But that's not the point, okay? That's not the point.

The point is we are spending way too much money,

we're not even close to opening.

I think that maybe the way we are going about this is not working,

- would you agree with that? - Wait a minute. Hold on, hold on.

What are you trying to say? Are you saying that we made a mistake with this?

No, I didn't say it's a mistake.

I said that maybe we could use a little help.

A little help? You wanna hire somebody? You just said we don't have any money.

I didn't say hire, I said maybe we just, you know,

- bring in another partner, someone... - Whoa.

That's the worst idea you've ever had, another voice in this?

Danny, come on, besides, Steve's is supposed to be our thing. No?

- Mm-hm. - Listen to me, please.

Would you listen to me? I'm gonna figure it out, all right?

We'll get a loan, we'll borrow some money, whatever. I don't know.

But we're gonna get it, we're gonna figure it out and it's gonna be awesome.

- All right? Come on, okay? - Okay.

- All right. - All right.

You do know you left that door unlocked though, right? You need to know that.

That's not... you were inside, that's why I left it open.

About time.

- How'd you know where I live? - Let's just say I'm resourceful.

You know, a while back I pulled a couple of jobs with this guy. Real badass.

Not someone you'd wanna mess with.

Guy's name was Michael Noshimuri.

- Your brother, right? - Yeah.

What you said before, about growing up with some bad people,

knowing how they think.

I thought that was all smoke.

Guess I was wrong about you.

Where is Michael these days?

No, no, no!

He's dead.

I'm sorry.

How?

I killed him.

I didn't have a choice. It was either him or me.

If I do this thing, am I gonna end up dead?

I won't let that happen.

I'll protect you. You have my word.

All right, Noshimuri.

You got yourself a Cl.