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Previously on Hawaii Five-0...

- Morning.
- Hi. This is my brother, Koa.

- 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 laid tile, hung drywall.

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

Oh, my God. Koa!

- He's barely breathing.
- I got something.

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

- What is that?
- Naloxone.

It reverses the effects of an overdose.

- How long have you been using?
- About a year.

You need help.
You're going to rehab.

Hello, Mr. Mahelona.
It's me, Hector.

I hope you're having
an excellent morning.

There you go. Bottoms up.

Good morning, Mr. Kalani.
How you doing today?

I hear they're serving French toast
for breakfast.

Mr. Kalani?

Okay.

Uh, let's put the fork down. You don't
wanna be doing that to yourself.

Give me the fork, Mr. Kalani.

Come on. Come on.
Just give me the fork.

Stop! Help! Help!

Somebody help!

All right.

You got it stuck up here good, huh?

Oh, look out.

- What's your name, kid?
- Spike.

Spike. All right, buddy.
Watch out for those crosswinds, okay?

- Okay. Mahalo.
- You're welcome.

What's up, buddy? Got your text.

Rough morning, huh?

- You all right?
- Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

- You sure about that?
- Yeah.

Look, it's just that ever
since I joined Five-0,

I've been wanting to do more, you know,
be in the thick of things,

near where the action is.
And now that I get my chance...

Hey, uh, if you want
out of this, Jerry, it's okay.

I totally understand.
Field work's not for everybody.

What I'm doing is too important
to quit now.

Plus, I volunteered.

Meet Ben Pollard, long-term resident
of Kaneohe Psychiatric Hospital.

His body was found
in the bottom of a ravine

about a mile away from the facility.

Now, the staff reported this
as an accident,

but according to Noelani,
Mr. Pollard suffered

a depressed skull fracture
prior to the fall.

Someone cracked him in the skull,
and threw his body in the ravine.

- Yeah.
- Do the folks at Kaneohe

have any idea what this guy
was doing outside the hospital?

No. They're suggesting
that he must have taken off on his own.

- I assume we're not buying that?
- Well, I'm not buying it.

And I'll tell you why,
Mr. Pollard has been a resident

at the hospital for over eight years,

and never once has this man
even tried to leave the grounds.

All right, what are we thinking then?
Something happened within the hospital.

He leaves and then
he's followed out by somebody?

Right now, that seems
to be the most likely scenario.

Trouble is, the staff have really
circled the wagons on this one.

HPD went in,
did a bunch of interviews, got nowhere.

Sounds like we need somebody
on the inside.

That's right, Junior, it does,
and lucky for us,

Kaneohe happens to have an opening
for an orderly at the moment.

Eric is gonna doctor up a resume,

which means shouldn't be too hard
to put one of you guys under.

Do you think this is gonna
be a long-term assignment, sir?

- I don't know. Maybe.
- Okay.

Well, I think this
is totally in Tani's wheelhouse.

- Ah.
- I'm sorry, what? Why?

Uh, you know, the purpose
of an orderly is to maintain order

and, uh, that's kind of
like lifeguard adjacent.

- That's a good point.
- Yeah. That's a great point.

- See what he's doing here, right?
- Making a good point?

No. He's worried that he's gonna get
stuck working a long-term undercover op

and he's trying to justify why
I'm the one who's supposed to do it.

- That's not true.
- That is true.

- You know what else is true?
- What?

The job of an orderly
is traditionally a man's job.

- Whoa!
- I don't think jobs

- should be gender-biased.
- No?

That's the world we live in, in which
case I think Junior's right for it.

Okay. How about this?
I don't care what you guys do,

flip a coin, Roshambo,
have an arm-wrestle,

- but one of you is going under.
- I'll do it.

- What's that?
- I said I'll do it.

What? I can do this.
I got a badge too, you know.

- Yeah, you don't have to convince us.
- You really want this, Jerry?

All right. It's yours.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Thanks buddy.

You put your faith in me.
I'm not gonna let you down.

I know you're not. I know that.

All right. So where we at?
What's going on?

Have you searched
the victim's room yet?

- I thought HPD already did that.
- They did.

But it doesn't
mean there's nothing there.

Jerry, a good cop stays awake at night
thinking that they missed something,

you know, they lose sleep over that kind
of stuff, and sometimes they're right.

The thing is, they got me
assigned to a different wing.

If I start showing up, it may,
you know, raise some questions.

Jerry, look. I know you've only
been under a short while

and your instincts are correct.
You don't want to get made.

But here's the thing,
the more time that passes,

the less chance we have
of solving this thing.

I mean, people's recollections get hazy.

Any physical evidence that's out there,
it's already degrading.

- Got you. We're on a clock here.
- We are. We're on a clock, okay?

And, Jerry, right now we've got nothing.
I mean, we got no leads.

We don't even know what
this thing's about, okay?

We need intel and it's your job
to get it, so be resourceful.

I gotta start thinking like you.

Well, I mean, if Danny were here,
he'd say absolutely not.

But, yeah, basically that's what I'm
saying, think like me a little bit.

Use that Ortega charm,
that you have in spades, all right?

If you can't find a staff member
to talk to, find a patient, all right?

Call me if you need me.

He'll be right out.

- Hey, sis.
- Hi. Hi.

- Oh, my God, you look amazing.
- Thanks. I feel good.

- Yeah?
- Better than I have in a long time.

All right. Let's go.
Where are your bags?

Yeah, about that, um...
I'm not leaving.

What's going on?
I thought you were done.

No, I am.
But they sort of offered me a job here.

I'd be working as a counselor,
doing some other stuff.

They think I'd be really good at it.

And I'm sorry I made you drive all the
way out here, but it's been so long.

- I kinda wanted to see you.
- It's fine, sorry. I'm just, like...

I'm just really thrown by that.
That's...

That's really good.
That's really good.

Yeah. It's a chance to help people,
you know?

Sometimes just having someone
who believes in you...

...it's what gets you to the other side.

I know that made the difference for me.

Okay. Are you trying to make me cry?
This is like...

Well, hey, at least this time
it's for a good reason, right?

Come here. Oh, my God.
I'm so proud of you.

- Thank you.
- I'm so proud of you, really.

And, you know, if Daddy were here,
he'd be proud of you too.

How's it, Frank?

Still kinda bummed
about that softball game yesterday.

I mean, it's bad enough
we give up 13 runs,

but did it have to be to the HFD?
It's pathetic.

We need losa back in that line-up,

otherwise it'll
be the same thing next week.

Ask me, our hitting is not the problem.
Our guys can't field for crap.

Can't make that many errors...

Hey, what's up? Any luck
tracking him down? What's going on?

Uh, not yet. Tani's trying
to ping Sergeant Lukela's phone,

- but it looks like he turned it off.
- Man, this is odd.

Does anybody have any idea
what the hell this is really about?

No, but, uh, Sergeant Bellina
says that one minute him

and Sergeant Lukela
are making small talk,

50,000 volts later
he's waking up on the floor.

He says that Sergeant Lukela walks in
and asked to pull an evidence box

from an open murder case.

We checked that box,
it doesn't look like it's been touched.

Okay. Well, he was obviously
doing something here.

Let's check all the other boxes.
Let's dust them all for his fingerprints.

We got security footage. Let's pull it
up, see what aisle he was going down.

On another note,
let's have CSU focus on any cases

- that Duke's been working on.
- Anybody reach out to Duke's family?

- Well, Tani's doing that right now.
- All right. That's good.

- Maybe they know something.
- Well, let's hope so

because this is nuts.
Duke is as straight as they come.

This is a guy who would rather read
a mosquito its rights instead of swatting it.

It just ain't him.

- So why'd he do it?
- Well, hell, June, I don't know.

We're gonna have to follow every option,
no matter how crazy it sounds.

Okay.

- Help you?
- Hey, I'm new here. Hector Gomez.

Mila. What can I do for you,
Hector Gomez?

Administration
wants Ben Pollard's room packed up.

So, um, I'll come back
and pick these up in an hour?

- Is there a problem?
- Mm...

I'm kind of on my lunch break. Could
you maybe come back a little later?

No, they said they wanted it done ASAP.

Tell you what, I'll cut you a deal.
I'll box up the stuff for you.

What do you want in return?

Hey, is there anyone
that Ben used to play chess with?

Figured they might want this clock
as a memento.

Oh, that's sweet.

Yeah, as a matter of fact,
a patient named Harris Stubman.

He and Ben used to play
together every day.

Harris Stubman.
You know where I can find him?

Yeah, his room's down the hall, 5B,
but he's got group now.

- He won't be out for another 40 minutes.
- Cool. Thanks.

Oh, and tell your Mom I want
that chicken salad recipe.

Okay.

- All right. Thanks.
- Hey, yo.

Grover just looped me in on Duke.
What's going on? What's the latest?

Listen, so HPD is sitting on his house
right now. He's not been home.

It looks that way.
His car is still in the driveway.

They checked his financials.
No hits, no nothing.

This isn't Duke.
None of this makes any sense.

If Duke doesn't want us to find him,
we ain't gonna find him. You know that?

No, I know.

Guys, I think I have something.

So I contacted Duke's wife
and daughter this morning,

they both claimed
that they hadn't spoken to him.

What do you mean claimed? You have
reason to believe they're lying?

Well, I do after I checked their
phone records. Look at this.

Looks like his daughter placed a call
to HPD this morning, Duke's direct line,

and the call lasted
for over two minutes.

Why would she lie to you?

- So how can I help?
- Well, for starters,

do you have any idea why your father
would do something like this?

I'm sorry, no.

Have you noticed any unusual behavior,
anything he might've done or said,

a phone call he might've received,
anything?

No. This thing,
it was totally out of the blue.

When was the last time you
spoke to your dad?

Uh, it was a couple of days ago.
I've been so busy.

Mm-hm. Carrie, we know that you
spoke to him this morning.

No, that's... I'm sorry,
you're mistaken.

Carrie,
we pulled your phone records.

We know that you spoke to him before 9:00,
that you spoke again at 9:08 and 9:21.

I really don't wanna say
anything else.

Please. We have known you
and your father for years, okay?

He's a good man. I know that for a fact
he would never do something like this

unless he had a good reason.
Whatever this is,

whatever is going on with you, with him,
we wanna help you.

But you have got to tell us
what you know.

Carrie, you know me.
You can trust me.

- It's Akela.
- Your daughter? What about her?

They took her.

Coming.

Come on!

Stop! Stop!
What are you doing?!

- Come here!
- Let her go!

- Let's go!
- Mommy!

Let her go!

Who? Who took her?
Carrie, who took her?

I don't know. I don't know.

But they told my dad if he got anyone
else involved that they would kill her.

I called my dad right away, and then
by the time I got him on the phone,

they had already contacted him,

and they warned him not
to get anyone else involved

and that he would get instructions soon.

Okay. Have any idea
how they contacted him?

Um, he got a package at work,
there was a cell phone inside.

And my dad told me not to say anything.

And then he came straight
to my house after that.

And when he got there,
that's when they called.

What do you want?

A key? What key?

- And they didn't ask for a ransom?
- No, they just wanted some key.

I understand.

I'll get it for you,
just don't hurt her, please? Please.

Honey. Honey,
I need you to do something for me.

My dad told me that I needed
to stay at home,

and if anyone showed up
asking questions,

I was just supposed to act
like everything was okay.

- I'm sorry that I lied to you.
- Forget about that.

Please, you were doing
what your father asked you to do.

Okay, Carrie.

Before Duke left,
did he mention anything about

what kind of key they wanted
or what they wanted it for?

No. Just that he was gonna
do whatever they asked.

Have you heard from your dad
since he left your house?

- No.
- Carrie, if your dad calls you,

you got to tell him to call one of us.
We can help him.

- He doesn't have to do this by himself.
- Danny's right.

You guys are ohana, we look out
for each other. I need you to go home.

There's gonna be a couple of
plain-clothed officers waiting for you

and somebody from CSU.
We need to process your house,

but we need to do it discreetly in case
the kidnappers are still watching.

They're gonna come in through
the back door, don't be spooked.

- Okay.
- Hey, listen to me.

We're gonna do everything we can to get
Akela back safe, okay? Hey, I promise.

- Thank you.
- Okay.

All of you.

Come on, I'll walk you out.

Lou, grab Tani,
go down to the HPD evidence room.

I want you to go through every case,
see if any of them have a key logged in

as a piece of evidence.
Danny, do me a favor.

Call HPD, tell them to stand down.
Duke is no longer a person of interest.

He's not to be touched. From this
moment on, this is a Five-0 matter.

I always knew Duke
meant a lot to you guys.

But after what he did,
for McGarrett to stick by him...

That's McGarrett.
That's just who he is.

He's a guy that'll never turn his back
on family, no matter what.

I mean, you can understand
something like that, right?

Yeah, I think I can.

Harris. Hey, there. I'm...

- It's, uh, it's not 3:00.
- Excuse me?

I usually get my meds at 3:00.
Hmm.

- One, two, three, four.
- Well, I'm new here.

I thought I'd introduce myself.
I'm Hector Gomez.

Mm. Mm-hm.

Hmm... Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm. One, two, three.
One, two, three.

Can I come in?
I hear you like chess.

That's Ben's clock.
Do you know him? Hmm...

No. But I heard you guys used to play,
so I figured...

When is Ben coming back?

Uh, I'm not sure if he is.

- I'm sorry. Should we play?
- Hmm. Hmm.

Is 20 minutes okay?

- One, two, three, four.
- All right.

Don't hold back. I'm pretty good.

I don't mean to brag, but I was
Kukui High Chess Club Champion

in my senior year.

Hm. Queen's Gambit, eh?

So you and Ben were buds, huh?

Like two peas in a pod,
that's what Ben says.

Hmm, hmm.
Sometimes I'd let him win.

No one likes to lose every time,
that's what Ben says. Hmm.

- Yeah, I can understand that.
- Hmm.

Checkmate. Wanna play again?

One, two, three, four.

So, uh, what else would you
and Ben like to do?

Hmm, we played chess
every day for two hours.

Sometimes I let him win.
Then we go to lunch.

Ben has a ham and mustard sandwich,
no lettuce.

Ben doesn't like lettuce.

Lettuce is for rabbits,
that's what Ben says.

Ben says, "I am not a rabbit." Ha-ha.

Hmm. Then Ben goes
and watches TV in his room,

Price is Right, Wheel of Fortune,
Let's Make a Deal.

- Would you watch with him?
- No!

I don't like TV.

I like chess.

Then we go to group, then we go
to dinner, then it's lights out.

- Same routine every day?
- Every day.

Ben likes things the same.

The same thing every day.
We all have our quirks. Ha-ha.

Sure.
So when was the last time you saw him?

A few days ago.

We had lunch,
then he didn't show up for group.

Hmm.

So it was in between,
when he went to go watch...

- Hang on a second.
- Checkmate. Wanna play again?

- One, two, three, four.
- Uh, sure.

You said Ben would watch TV
in his room every day after lunch?

Mm-hm, every day.

Price is Right, Wheel of Fortune,
Let's Make a Deal.

Ben likes everything the same.
We all have our quirks. Ha-ha.

- Figured you could use one of these.
- Oh, God, you're an angel.

- Oh, wait, leaded or unleaded?
- Leaded, definitely.

Oh, so the paperwork for Ben Pollard's
room said there was a TV in there,

but I didn't see one
when I was boxing up his stuff.

I mean, last thing I want
is the bosses thinking that I swiped it.

Oh, you're fine.
I'm pretty sure it broke down.

I remember maintenance showed up a few
days ago and hauled it off for repairs.

That probably didn't go over too well.
Harris said Ben loved his TV time.

Oh, yeah. There was drama that morning.
But there's a TV in the common room.

I'm pretty sure Ben just
watched his shows there.

The fastest land animal on the planet,

the cheetah can accelerate from 0-60
faster than a Ferrari.

Reaching speeds of more
than 70 miles an hour.

Their long muscular tails...

Live from the Bob Barker studio
at CBS in Hollywood.

It's The Price is Right!

But their hunting ability
is more than just raw speed.

Depending on the prey
they have in their sight,

cheetahs engage in a complex
duel of speed acceleration...

...to bring their quarrry to the ground.

And Curtis Brassmel,
come on down!

Don't. Don't do that.

- Why not? Ben said it was okay.
- Ben?

No, don't listen to him.
You shouldn't change it.

Everything okay here?
You giving this fella a hard time, Chad?

It's fine. Really.
Everything's under control.

Okay. Well, if you need my help,
I'm right over there.

- You need to turn it back!
- Why?

- What's gonna happen?
- Please.

You don't...
You don't wanna get him angry.

Get who angry?

Kosaki.

What happens when Kosaki gets angry?

Did he have a run-in with Ben?

Come on. You can tell me.

Maybe I should go over
and ask him what you meant.

No.

Ben... Ben came in here the other day
and put on The Price is Right.

Kosaki got mad. He pushed Ben.
He pushed him.

- What did Ben do then?
- Ben got upset.

Said he was gonna tell the doctors
on Kosaki. Maybe even call the police.

What did Kosaki do when Ben said that?

Kosaki got angry, like...
like quiet angry.

Then the orderlies came
and said to stop fighting.

So... so Ben left. He left.

And he ain't been back here since.

- You following me?
- What?

No. I just think
we're going the same way.

Let me give you a little advice, Hector.

Mind your own damn business.

- Hey, come on.
- What is it?

Junior got a lock on Duke's burner.

- How did he do that?
- I have no idea. It was very technical

and I don't understand these things
because I'm 40, so let's go.

Hey. I don't know how you did that,
but I'm impressed.

Uh, it was nothing, sir.
I just had a hunch that Sergeant Lukela

had a burner on him when he walked
into the evidence room,

so then I just checked the HPD's router

to see if the phone connected
to the station's public wi-fi. It did.

Then it was just a simple matter
of going through

- the different IP addresses...
- Junior, where is he?

Uh, Waikiki Beach, sir.

- All right. Keep tracking him.
- All right.

All right, Junior, we're almost there.
Any change in his position?

Uh, negative. He hasn't moved
since the first time I pinged him.

All right. He's probably just
waiting to hand off the key.

Yeah, which means we can't go in hot.

Okay. There's an alleyway on your left.
The signal's coming from there.

All right. We got Duke's car here.

You're standing right
on top of the signal.

So where's Duke? Where is he?

The trunk, Steve.

Duke!

Steve, I'm sorry.
I had no other choice.

- We got to get out of here...
- Wait a minute. Just hold on.

Hold on a second. It's okay.
We know about Akela, all right?

You got to tell us what's going on,
Duke. What happened?

The key they had me steal
is to one of these lockers.

They didn't know which one.

They just told me to go
to whatever number was on that key.

I opened up the locker, there was
a bag inside, unzipped the bag,

there was at least
a million dollars inside, easy.

I zipped the bag back up
and took it to the car.

They were gonna call me
with more instructions.

But when I was putting the bag inside
the trunk, somebody came up behind me.

What, the kidnappers jumped you?
That doesn't make any sense.

Why would somebody stuff you in a trunk
that just said wait for instructions?

Not to mention, where's the kid?
Where's Akela if it was them?

Who is it?

- It's them.
- Put it on speaker.

Do you have my money?

- Kidnappers don't have the money.
- I'm gonna have Junior run a trace.

- All right. Stall him. Stall him.
- Look, I'll get your money.

But I haven't been to the lockers yet.

HPD's looking for me
and if they catch me,

you won't be able to get what you want.

That'd be unfortunate
for your granddaughter.

You have one hour. If you don't
have it by then, she's dead.

I... I need to know she's okay.
Let me speak to her.

- Papa?
- I'm here, sweetie. I'm here.

Papa, I wanna go home.

It's gonna be okay, ku'u lei.
Just try to be brave.

One hour.

Uh-huh.

- Danny?
- No, not even close.

We need to figure out who else knew

there was a big bag of money
in that locker.

Duke, how did that key end up
in evidence in the first place?

It belonged to a drug dealer
named Tyler Musako.

HPD picked him up the other day
on a hit-and-run,

he had the key on him
when he was brought him.

- He's being held in Halawa, no bail.
- We need to talk to this guy right now.

- I already have.
- What are you talking about?

- When did you talk to him?
- After the kidnappers called me.

I thought maybe he was involved,
or at least could tell me who was.

But he said he didn't know anything.

And my sense was
he was telling the truth.

Duke, even if he wasn't involved,
through that phone call,

you tipped him off that somebody else
knew there was a bunch of money

in these lockers and was trying
to get their hands on it.

If I'm that guy, the second you leave,
what am I gonna do?

I'm gonna call somebody and tell him
to keep eyes on this locker, right?

We got to look at the Halawa phone
records for this morning, right?

Whoever Tyler Musako called, that's who
we talk to next. Duke, follow us. Come on.

Oh, good.
Look, I don't know who you are,

but know this: I'm a lawyer.

I know my rights
and I'm gonna have both your badges.

The only thing you're gonna have
is my foot on your throat

- if you don't shut up.
- Wait a second.

- You're Tyler Musako's lawyer, right?
- So?

So your client had somebody rob a cop
of a very large sum of money.

What am I telling you for?
You already know that, right?

Look, even if what you're saying
about Mr. Musako is true,

how would I possibly know that?

Well, this morning,

Mr. Musako made one phone call from jail
and that phone call was to you.

So you either arranged to have the money
stolen or you just stole it yourself.

I suspect I'm not the first
person in this room to utter these words

but, um, I don't know
what you're talking about.

Well, we kind of think you do,

and you're gonna tell us
where that money is.

Well, if you think I'm involved in this,
then, uh, prove it.

Oh, wait, uh, prisoner phone calls
between a lawyer and his client

aren't recorded, so I guess you can't.

Looks like your evidence
is entirely circumstantial.

Maybe. Yeah. But what we could do
is we could get a warrant,

and we could dump your phone,

and we can find out the name of whatever
scumbag you hired to pull the job.

See, the problem with doing that is,
see, by then it'll be too late.

You see, someone else
is after that money,

and they want it so bad

that they were willing to kidnap
a cop's granddaughter just to get it.

So here's how this is gonna down.

You're either gonna tell us where
that money is, and I mean right now,

or you can keep acting like
a smug, little, wise-ass lawyer

and you're gonna find yourself an
accessory to whatever happens to her.

Look at me.

Hey.

- You were right.
- I'll call McGarrett and set up a drop.

Place your tension rod
in the bottom of the keyhole

and apply a slight amount of pressure.

Then insert the pick above the wrench
and push it all the way back.

Maybe this only works on TV.

Deceased?
If you're not Kosaki, who are you?

Dylan Shu.

Jerry?

Captain, is McGarrett around?

Well, he's kind of busy on another case
right now. Jerry, is it urgent?

Kind of, I just discovered
an FBI fugitive named Dylan Shu

who's been hiding out in this mental
hospital pretending to be a patient.

I also think he may be behind
Ben Pollard's murder.

- Jerry, this guy is bad news.
- Yeah, tell me about it.

Racketeering, homicide.

I'm gonna send a couple of units
down there, Jerry.

Find someplace and stay safe
until they arrive.

- Okay. Will do.
- Hey, Jerry, well done.

- Hey, what are you doing in here?
- Oh, the door was open.

I just came in here
for like a little minute to myself,

this place can be a little overwhelming.

- Didn't I hear you on the phone?
- Yeah.

I was just leaving a message for my mom.
She gets a little worried if I don't check in.

What are you doing with that file?

Okay. Look, I'm not really an orderly.

I'm actually here undercover
with the Five-0 Task force.

- Get out.
- No. Seriously.

And this patient, Kosaki?
He's actually an FBI fugitive.

He's gonna stay that way.

You're driving.

I told you to mind your business.

- Quit stalling.
- Where are we going?

Just drive.

Got to hand it to you, hiding out
from the FBI in a mental hospital?

It's pretty clever.

Killing another patient?
Not so much.

Take a right.

And you, I'm guessing
an orderly pay wasn't cutting it.

So, uh, Mr. Shu offered you
a way to make some cash.

Forging documents was easy enough,
all you had to do was keep quiet.

Of course, when Ben says he's gonna
report him, Mr. Shu gets spooked.

Then figured you'd
have to take someone out.

Stuff happens, I guess, right?

So you... you crack Ben on the head
and you dump him in a ravine.

Guess that's what you're
gonna do to me now, huh?

No.

This time they won't find a body.

Take this left.

Hey, what are you doing?

- Slow down!
- No, no! Slow down!

Hello?

Jerry, I got a couple
of units down there.

They're looking all over the place,
they can't find you.

Is everything okay?

Actually, yeah. I'm good.

That's far enough. You come alone?

- Yes.
- Wait for my word.

Nobody moves
until we get that girl back safely.

- Put the bag on the ground and step back.
- First, my granddaughter.

- I won't tell you again, old man.
- You want your money?

Give me Akela. Where is she?
Where is she?

Duke?

Oh, my God.

This is Captain Lou Grover.
I got an officer down at the warehouse.

Officer down.
I need an ambulance here, ASAP.

Hey, hey. I got you.

I'm with your grandpa. You're safe now.
Come on, sweetheart.

Let's go. Let's go.

Junior, I have Akela. She's okay.

Hey, they got her. Akela's safe.

You hear that, buddy?
Your granddaughter's all right.

Wow, Jerry. Smashing into a Dumpster,
that's so McGarrett of you.

- I'm proud of you, buddy.
- Yeah. You did really good.

- Ow!
- Really good.

You're a total rock star.

Do you think I can do
this undercover thing again?

Slow your roll there, Serpico.
Why don't you focus on healing first.

- Copy that. Oh, hey, how's Duke?
- Man, he's gonna be fine.

The wound was a through-and-through,
he'll be home in a few days.

His future at HPD is
a little suspect, though.

You really think they're gonna fire him,
knowing what they know?

They could. Yeah.

Sergeant Lukela's record, it's spotless.
That don't count for nothing?

Well, it should,
but, you know, stealing evidence,

assaulting a fellow officer,
there's gonna be consequences.

Look, we're gonna do everything we can,
we're gonna explain the extenuating

circumstances to everybody,
but at the end of the day,

we just gotta wait and see what happens.

Knock, knock.
You have room for any more visitors?

I got special permission for someone
to come see you.

- Hey, how did you...
- They told us down at work

who you really were, what happened.

- You must be pretty mad then.
- Yeah, I'm furious.

That's why I came
with a get-well gift.

Hi. Hi, I'm Mila.

- Hi.
- Hey, Mila.

- This is Harris.
- Hey.

- Hm.
- Mm-hm.

I thought you might
like this better than the hospital food.

- Wait, is that...?
- I hope you weren't kidding

when you said you like my mom's chicken
salad, that wasn't part of your cover.

You kidding?
I'm a chicken salad maniac.

- Oh, I like that.
- Yeah. We probably should go.

- Yeah, yeah, we gotta go see Duke.
- Bye, Jerry.

Thanks for stopping by, guys.

Feel better.

Well, I guess I'll let you guys play.
I'll be back in a little bit.

Okay. I'm gonna try to figure out
how to beat this guy.

Good luck.

Hmm... one, two, three, four. Hmm...

If you're anything like me,

you're gonna reach
that point where you know

you don't wanna live like this anymore,

only you're not sure
how to make that change.

How to live your life differently.

I'm here to tell you that you can.
I won't lie, though. It's not easy.

It takes work. Me? I'm... I'm lucky.

I have someone who stuck
by me through it all.

It's thanks to my big sister
that I'm even here today.

She saved my life.

Tani, it would mean a lot to me
and everyone here

if you would say a few words.

- Okay.
- Please.

Hi, um, I'm Tani Rey.

I'm the sister of an addict.

Honestly, it's, um, it's not easy
watching someone you love

go down this road.

Um, but I... I didn't give up on Koa

and I honestly never even
thought about turning my back.

But I just want... I want you all
to know, no matter what you think,

no matter how alone you may feel...

...there's someone out there
that supports you.

That loves you.

Somebody who's on your side,
pulling for you to make it through this.

And I know that not all of you
have siblings or parents

that you can rely on.

But you have my brother.

He's pretty special.

Mahalo.