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All units, be advised.

Armed robbery in progress
at Aloha Tower Marketplace.

HPD, freeze!

He's done, keep moving.

Don't leave me.

Come on, get in.

Go, go, go, go.

All units,
suspects are eastbound

from the Aloha Tower
Marketplace in a gray taxi.

2 Bravo, 140,

we are pursuing suspect vehicle
northbound on Richards Street.

2 Bravo, 140, do we have
a current direction of travel?

Negative.

We've lost sight of him in the
area of Richards and King.

Dispatch, be advised, we no
longer have the gray taxi.

Repeat, we have lost
the suspects.

(Hawaii Five-O
theme song plays)

♪ Hawaii Five-O 3x02 ♪
Kanalua (Doubt)
Original Air Date on October 1, 2011

== sync, corrected by elderman ==

♪

How do you recover
from something like that?

You don't.

Cath, I need a favor.

Of course.

I want you to help
me find my mother.

Really?
Yeah.

Wait, I thought you
told witness protection

that you wanted her
location kept secret,

even from you.
Yeah, I did.

But that was before I found out
she had a chance to kill Wo Fat

and she didn't do it.

What? But I don't understand.

Why would she do that?
I don't know.

But the crime lab said she
intentionally fired her weapon

into the floor when
Wo Fat confronted her.

She didn't want him hurt.

She let him escape.

I want to know why.

And if you don't
like the answer?

Well, I can handle
the truth.

Okay? Look, will you do it?

Will you help me?

You'll owe me.

What's new? Add it to my tab.

Don't think I won't.

McGarrett.

Yeah, I'm on the way.

Three armed male
suspects knocked over

an art gallery.

One guy got shot
as they were making off

and holed up in
that store over there.

Between employees and
customers, we're estimating

at least a dozen hostages.

He make any
demands yet?

Yeah, he says he's
willing to give up

one of the hostages if we
send in some medical help.

Okay, if he's really
badly wounded,

it might be safer
for the hostages

if we just wait him out.
Yeah, I like that.

The Gandhi approach:
we sit back,

let him bleed out.
Situation resolved.

Problem with that is we need
him alive, so we can flip him

for the names of his partners.

I'm gonna need a vest.

Vest, please.

You don't even know
what my plan is yet.

That's true, but I know you, and
I know that any plan you have

is going to involve me in
potential serious bodily harm.

What are you talking about?
Okay?

I'm talk about this, okay?

Let's just say
that over the years,

our marriage
has become predictable.

You know...
Okay,

so what's the plan?

Well, he wants a paramedic.

We're gonna give him
a paramedic.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Nice and slow.

Turn around.

Put your kit on the floor.

Now!

Make a move,

and I put a hole in you.

Mister, that wound

looks pretty nasty.

I wouldn't waste time
if I were you.

I'd shut up if I were you.

Turn around.

Look, you're gonna die
unless you let me help you.

What's in there?

Medical supplies.

Kick it over.

Freeze. Freeze.

- Drop your weapon.
- Stay down.

I'll kill her, I swear to God.

Maybe, but you're not
gonna get out of here alive.

Put it down.
Get them out of here.

Listen, just let her go, huh?

Back off.

You're dying.
Let us help.

It's not worth
it, buddy.

Back off, or you're gonna be
wearing her blood.

What did you do?

What did I...
I didn't do anything.

You didn't have to.

He's dead.

So, Mr. Strathern,

you said the men
who robbed your gallery,

they didn't take any cash
from the register.

They only wanted
what was in the safe?

That's right.

They, uh, stole some

of our more expensive
lithographs.

Did you recognize
any of these men?

No, no, they were wearing masks.

Why do you ask?

Because if they targeted
something specific in your safe,

they could have been
disgruntled employees

or business partners.

I, um, I don't have partners.

My-my grandfather opened up
the first shop back in 1946.

I's been family-run
ever since.

Okay, I'm gonna need you

to do an inventory
of everything that was taken.

Of course. I'll have a list
for you in a few hours.

You were very lucky
back there, my friend.

I'm sorry, what?

Okay, first of all, luck
had nothing to do with it.

I had the situation
under control.

Oh, okay, well,
you are something else.

That's right.

You must have known our suspect

was gonna bleed to death

while threatening
to kill a hostage.

You're good.
You're really good.

Let me ask you another question.

How much money

do I have in my wallet,
Kreskin?

Or should I say
the Amazing McGarrett?

You done?

'Cause I want to see
who's calling me.

Don't you already know
who's calling you?

I do. It's Max.

You're lying.

I'm not lying;
I have caller I.D.

You're a fraud.

Yes, Max?

Got to give these art
aficionados credit.

By torching the getaway car,

they basically burned
our chances

of getting DNA,
prints, anything.

Gentlemen.

Peg leg.

A peg leg is a prosthesis

often made of wood
and portrayed

in pirate movies.
A cane,

such as the one I am using,
is a mobility aid.

And ballistic trauma
is not something

to be making fun of,
Detective Williams.

I knew I should have
just said hello.

What do we got, Max?

Well, I haven't had
the time to make

many preliminary
observations.

However, I can tell you
that the victim appears

to be male and mid-40s.

Oh, and seeing as he looks

like something that belongs
at the bottom of an ash tray,

I'm gonna say that
the cause of death was,

and this is just a guess,

fire.

Wow,

'cause that
wasn't obnoxious at all.

I was only trying to participate

in the jocularity.

You know what, Max, never
mind Mr. Negativity here.

I thought it was funny.
Mahalo.

Okay, so if fire didn't
kill this guy, what did?

Well, in all probability,

the gunshot wound to the rear

of the cranium was the culprit.

All right, using a taxi
as a getaway vehicle.

It's the perfect way to blend
into mall traffic.

It idles by the curb;
nobody asks any questions.

These guys are slick.

Maybe your
boy crispy here

just picked up the wrong fare.
No way, no.

The way HPD described the
chase, this guy was in on it.

Once he did his part, his
partners double-crossed him.

Commander McGarrett is correct.

Our victim was no
ordinary cabdriver.

How do you know?

Because this

is no ordinary cab.

Whoa, you're not kidding.

That's a high-performance
racing engine

with a full nitris system.

So this thing was just
painted up to look like a taxi.

Yes, with 763 horsepower,
the HPD didn't have any chance.

Max, I'm gonna need
an I.D. on this guy

as soon as possible.
You got it.

I knew you wouldn't
sit still for long.

I just can't be
at home right now.

Two years ago I thought
I lost Malia forever.

It was this job
that brought her back to me.

That was time I thought
I'd never have with her.

And will always be so grateful.

There's no need
to feel sorry

for me, cuz.

I'll see her again.

If there's anything...

I know.

Hey, you I.D.'d our

dead hostage taker
from the mall.

Yeah, name's George Solani.

He's an ex-con
with priors

for armed robbery
and assault.

I also checked into
his past associates

to see if we might
get a match

on our two outstanding
suspects.

The trouble is,
his old crime partners

are deceased
or already in jail.

So...

obviously he found a new crew.

Yeah.

Hey, you are not
supposed to be here.

So I hear.

Thanks for being there
for me this morning.

Come on, man.
Of course.

That's what family's for.

I love you, brah.
You all right?

Yeah.

Come on.
Let's get to work.

All right.

What's the latest?

All right, our gallery owner,
Karl Strathern,

sent me photos
of the lithographs

that were stolen
during the heist.

Did he give you
an estimated value?

$30,000,

retail.

30,000?
Yeah.

Anyone else find that strange?

Those guys went to a lot
of trouble for 30K.

The car alone's

worth more than the entire take.

Why kill a cop

and risk life in prison

for 30 stacks?
It doesn't make any sense.

Unless he thought the lithos
were originals,

and worth a lot more.

Okay, uh, even if these
geniuses,

uh, made a mistake and stole
the cheap stuff,

they still have to fence
what they took.

True, and there can't be a

very large customer base
for stolen art on the island.

Yeah, that's true, but luckily
we know somebody

who used to run
in those circles.

Hey, buddy.

I hope you're
wearing sunblock.

Yeah, skin cancer?

Bring it on.

My age, it doesn't matter.

You know...

the one regret I have,
having lived

on this island my whole life...

I never learned to surf.

It's never to
late to start.

Tell that to my knees.
Tell it

to the rest of your body, too.

I'm just saying.

Say it to
yourself, blondie.

Well, you basically called
yourself old when we sat down.

Yeah, yeah, that's my business.

Uh...

as an aging man,

my time is at a premium.

So what brings
you here,

or did you just want
to sit here

posing as garage sale
bookends?

Here.

Well, let me guess.

You want to know
if I know this man.

Do you?

What? This is a thing now?

You come to me for help?

A simple yes or no
will suffice, March.

I almost got shot the last time
I helped you.

I almost get shot every day.
It's no fun.

I agree.
Listen, March...

your help brought down
a diamond smuggling ring.

Yeah, according to the papers,

those diamonds disappeared
along with the killer

of your suspect.

We'll find the shooter.
We always do.

Oh, yeah, yeah, well...

obviously the girl was in

over her head.

Which brings us back
to why you're here

with a picture of a dead man

on your phone.
Anything you tell us

is confidential.
You know that.

No.

I do not
know this man.

Enjoy the rest of your day.

We're not done.

Oh, joy.

Okay, did you hear

about the art gallery
robbery this morning?

I was here all morning.
That was not an accusation.

Huh. Sorry, habit.

An art gallery was hit

this morning on Ala Moana.
Yeah?

An HPD officer
was killed.

All right,
that dead guy

on the phone, he was
part of the crew

that took down the score.

Sounds like sloppy work to me.

Was sloppy...
sloppy and stupid.

These guys went to a lot of
trouble to get their hands

on $30,000 worth of lithographs.

Does that sound
strange to you?

Well, it all depends
on the quality of the lithos.

If these mutts knew
what they were doing,

the art can be aged

and reframed,

and then sold as originals

to, uh,

naive new money types.

Okay, so

if I wanted to unload
something like that,

who would I go to see
to broker a deal?

Well, the only fence

I know is yours truly.

And as you know,

I'm out of the business.

But because...

I willing to do you two
nudnicks a favor,

and I cherish my me time,

and hope that you'll
soon disappear,

I'll make a few inquiries.

Good. Thank you.

Did you, uh...

you said "me time"?

Yeah, I said "me time."

Starting now.

It's my subtle way
of saying bug off.

Okay.

That was fast.

I got run. I got a briefing
with my SAC in half hour.

Ah, come on.

At least give me a chance
to win some of my money back.

Wish I could.

I'll see you back at the shop.

Thanks for the early
Christmas bonus.

Looking for someone
to play with?

Seriously?

Rack 'em.

What are you drinking?

Whatever you're buying.

Say hello...

to our cabdriver.

Any luck identifying him?

Well,

not yet, but this
is fortuitous timing

because...

I'm actually going to
examine his skull

right now.

Why'd you boil his face off,
Max?

Huh?

Why?

And why are you now
playing laser tag

with his skull?

Well, by stripping off

the charred tissue,

I'm able to

rebuild a...

computerized approximation

of the victim's face

by taking an accurate
digital scan of his skull.

Oh.

Oh, my.

"Oh, my" what?
You know him?

It's Tyler MacNamara.

Who's Tyler MacNamara?

Well, he's retired now, but

during his heyday

he was the best
stock car driver

on the racing circuit.

That explains
how he evaded police.

But not why

he partook
in the armed robbery.

The man made millions
winning races and endorsements.

Well, something brought
him out of retirement

to drive again.

All right,
with the unlocked door

and the half-eaten egg sandwich
here on the dinning room table,

I think it's safe to say
that MacNamara left here

in a hurry this morning.

All right, everybody
take a room.

Let's see if we can
find some intel

of opportunity
to work off.

This place is very nice.

Does not look to me like
this guy was hurting for money.

You know,
the background check

said that MacNamara went through
a divorce last year.

Maybe the house is all
he ended up with.

So he gets beat up by
his wife in the divorce,

she splits,
takes all his cash and prizes,

and he hits an art gallery?

I can relate,
but I'm not buying it.

Yeah, me neither.

MacNamara's background

say he have any kids?
Yeah,

he's got a daughter
named Karen.

Yeah, the kid has
a bedroom upstairs.

Clothes are
in the closet.

Okay, we need to find her.

Guys, in here.

I found this on the desk.

Daddy, please,

do what they say.
I'm so scared.

No wonder MacNamara
drove the getaway car.

They have his daughter.

Please do what they say.

Is my daughter still alive?

At this point, we have
no evidence to lead us

to believe that she is not.

When was the last time
you spoke to Karen?

Um...

A couple days ago. She was
gonna spend the weekend

at her father's place.

She loves the beach
in front of his house.

Ms. MacNamara,

have you noticed any changes in
your daughter's life recently?

Um, changes?
Yeah, changes.

No new friends maybe?

Uh, sometimes in
these cases, the victim

will know their abductor.

Uh...

Um...

Karen had a new boyfriend.

Okay.

I disapproved.

Why?
He was older.

He worked at an automotive shop
on King Street.

I just got a really bad feeling

the first time
I met him.

Well, what's his name?

George.

George Solani?

Yes.

Do you know him?

Do you think he's involved?

We think he is.

Oh, my God.

Wait. You're Irish?
Yeah.

No way.
This mick...

bleeds Kelly green, honey.

Then what's with

the trailer park drawl?

Irish by way of De Kalb,
Illinois.

Ah, home of barbed wire.

And Cindy Crawford.

Bet you had a poster of her
on your wall.

Right above my bed.

No.

Yeah, uh-huh...
little tacky, I know,

but, uh, I was 11 years old,
you know.

There's no
perv ruling

on preteens.

Uh, maybe not
in De Kalb.

And what is that supposed
to mean?

Let me guess--

you lived

right off Main Street,
had a house

with a white picket fence
and a dog

named Spot.

Guinness, and she was
a chocolate Lab,

and it was Fernwood Avenue,
with a chain-link fence,

two blocks off of Main Street.

I was close.

You're pretty good at this.

So, Irish

from Illinois

who wanted to grow up
and marry Cindy Crawford,

what brought you out
to this little rock?

Uncle Sam.

You're in the military?

I was in the military--
six years with the army,

25th Infantry
Division.

Duty, honor, country.

Hmm, and now?

What do you do
when you're not hustling

poor, innocent girls
out of their paychecks?

I work for the government.

Mmm, so do I,

or at least
it feels that way

every April
when I'm filing my tax returns.

Well, I'm Irish
by way of De Kalb, Illinois.

Home of barbed wire.

And Cindy Crawford.

Let me guess-- you lived

right off Main Street, had a
house with a white picket fence

and a dog named Spot.

Guinness, and she was
a chocolate Lab, and it was

Fernwood Avenue,
with a chain-link fence,

two blocks off of Main Street.

I was close.

You're pretty good at this.

Anything on Solani?

Yeah, we pulled
security video

from the auto shop
that he worked at

and we found footage
of him talking

to two men who fit
the physical description

of our suspects from
the gallery heist.

They ever turn around?
No, these two

are clearly
camera shy.

Yeah, but we did manage to
isolate some distinctive tattoos

on the necks and forearms
to help us I.D. 'em.

We got a hit.

Matt and Tony Kapule.

These guys are bad news.

All their priors are
class "A" felonies.

Do we have
a current address?

According to HPD,

these two are M.I.A.

Okay, so how do we find 'em?

♪ ♪

Make sure you do that.

That's number one.

Oh, the only thing you're
going to find on me

is a few blood thinners.

Kimo.

Yeah, I don't know
if you're paying these guys

by the spoken word,

but if so, you really got
a great deal

with that guy.

Yeah, he doesn't talk
much but he listens well.

It's not every day I
get a visit from a man

of your reputation
and status, Mr. March.

So what can I do
for you, my friend?

I got a job I need
a little help with.

How many airbags
you got in this boat?

Why?

The way you're driving,

I want as much protection
as I can get.

Okay, can we please focus?

All right, I'm, I'm
all jammed up here.

I'm getting cramps.

You know, you're like
the annoying little kid

in the car who keeps saying,
"We there yet, we there yet?"

Patience.

Well, are we there yet?

I asked

my old associate if he knew
the Kapule brothers.

He not only knew them.

He told me where to find 'em.

Well, where would that be?

Sand Island.

They got a warehouse there
that they use as a drop

for their heists.

Five-O.

In here.

This one's dead.

This one's alive.

Where is she?

Where is Karen?

Huh?

Where is Karen?

Is she
still alive?

What did you do
with her?

This is Chin Ho Kelly with Five-O.
Where are you holding her?

Tell me now.
We need an ambulance

right away.
Hey, hey, do not die.

Do not die on me, stay with me.

Stay with me,
stay with me.

Where is...?

Steve, Danny.

What you got, Chin?

Well, these are
all the lithographs

that were stolen
this morning.

This is everything?

It's everything
on the gallery owner,

Strathern's, list.

Wait a minute,
why kill the Kapule brothers

and leave all the art behind?

Well, maybe they were killed
buying something else.

Miscreants like these
tend to stack up enemies.

Right?

Hey, guys, you need to see this.

Okay, so our vics took photos

of Strathern's safe
and its contents weeks ago.

Check out the date stamp.

Whoa, whoa, back up.

How'd the Kapule
brothers get access

to that safe to begin with?

Maybe they were working
with someone on the inside.

Or maybe they were
the inside job.

Take a look.

See that reflection?

Yeah.

That's one of the brothers.

He's wearing
a shirt that says

Pale Security.

Those guys install safes
and security systems.

I see their trucks
all over town.

Okay, so that's it.

These guys pose
as employees

so they can get in
and case the safe.

Hold on a second,
widen out again.

Let me see that.

Yeah.

Okay, Strathern said his
safe was cleaned out, right?

Yeah, why?
Because these two pieces

right here--

they were not on
Strathern's list

of art
that was stolen.

Why wouldn't
he report that?

Turns out

these two paintings, along with
half a dozen others, were stolen

from an art dealer here on the
island back on December 7, 1941.

That's the day
Pearl Harbor was attacked.

It was reported that
the thieves broke in

and stole the paintings

while the
owner was out

helping search
for survivors,

and because of their extreme
value, the HSI inherited

the investigation.

Why would Strathern have
these paintings in his safe?

Strathern told me that
his grandfather started

the gallery in the '40s.

Prior to that,
there's no record

of him owning
his own business.

Okay, so Grandpa--

he takes advantage
of one of the worst days

in this country's history,

steals these paintings
among some others,

sells a few,
starts his own little dynasty.

Wait a minute, you
think Strathern knew

where his grandfather got
these pieces?

It would certainly explain why
he's been keeping them hidden

all these years.

And if that's
the case,

then Strathern knows
more than he's told us

- about the heist.
- Yeah,

and about the kidnapping
of Karen MacNamara.

Seriously, where does Strathern
think he's going?

I think this tells us
everything we need to know.

Why do they always run?

I believe
it's because they are hoping

that the person chasing them

is going to end up wrapped
around a telephone pole,

which is very possible.

♪ ♪

Strathern, get out
of the car now.

Get out.

Turn around,
turn around.

Where's Karen?
I don't know who you're talking about.

Who's Karen?

All right, turn around.

Hey.

What'd you do, conveniently
forgot to tell us about these?

Listen to me very carefully.

Unless you want

to go down for the kidnapping
of Karen MacNamara

and the murder
of her father,

I suggest you tell us what the
hell is going on right now.

I already told you,
I don't know

what you're talking about.

Don't, don't do
that, all right?

Do not waste our time.

Okay, we already know about

your grandfather and
his sticky fingers.

Okay?

You don't get it, do you?

I'm the victim here.

That robbery
this morning

was all just a front
to extort me for money.

Okay, so the Kapule
brothers stole

those paintings
'cause they knew

you would pay
big money to keep

your family's secret,
is that right?

Why, why did you keep
those paintings, huh?

Why didn't you destroy 'em?
They were a liability,

evidence of a crime.

Why keep 'em?

Those paintings were
originals, priceless.

I couldn't bring myself
to destroy 'em.

Okay,

so how'd you
get 'em back?

I paid the thieves
what they asked.

When?

Just now.

When just now?

Less than a half an hour ago.
That's impossible,

see, 'cause the
Kapule brothers--

they've been dead for
over two hours now.

Who'd you pay
the money to?

I-I don't know,
I never met him before.

Everything was done
over the phone.

He made me wire money
to an account in the Caymans

before he provided me
with a drop spot

to pick up the paintings.

I got something.

It's just a partial,

but based on the oil composition
and layering,

it came from the last person
to touch this painting.

Okay.

We got a hit.

Who is it?

A guy named
August March.

You know him?

What's this all about,
McGarrett?

W-Why are you treating me
like this?

Huh?

What's this?

It's a ballistics report.

It shows
that the bullet

that killed Angela Branson,
who was "the girl that got in

over her head
stealing diamonds"--

do you remember her?--

matches the slugs
that we pulled

out of the Kapule brothers.

So?

So

the same gun was used
for all three murders.

I-If you found out
who killed that poor girl

they fished out of the harbor,
good for you.

Look, I'm tired.

I'd just like

to go home now.

Do me a favor, please.

Okay, it was cute
for a minute,

but the whole helpless

grandfather thing is not going
to work for you anymore.

Hey, March,
you, uh...

you recognize this?

No.

You should
'cause it belongs to you.

This gun is the gun
that was used

to kill Angela

and the Kapule brothers,

and we found it
in your apartment.

Okay.

I'm an old man
with lots of enemies.

I needed protection.

I got that gun off the street.

I didn't have time
to check on its history.

Nice try.

I personally think
that the, uh,

extortion method was
definitely the way to go.

I mean, why go through
the trouble of fencing

a couple
of high-profile paintings

when you could just
sell them back

to the owner? You don't know
what I'm talking about.

- No idea.
- No idea.

Any idea how
your prints

ended up on the stolen artwork?

I mean, gloves.

That's what I
would have done.

I mean, I figure an old pro like
you would know to wear gloves.

30 years

in prison made you rusty, March.

Maybe it's just old age.

Maybe.

I'm not going back to jail.

I don't think
you have a choice.

What are my options?

I don't think you understand.
You-you don't have any options.

You're going back
behind bars where you belong.

There are always options.

What if I took you

to where the Kapule brothers
hid Karen?

Uh-uh.

No, no. You're bluffing.

Hmm.

Look at the last photo.

This is time-stamped
five hours ago.

Tell me, Karen's still alive?

Of course she is.

I've always got

an ace up my sleeve
when I play poker.

All right.

Get up.

Yeah.

Over there.

Pull over.

I'll take you to her.

Where is she?

This way.

It's just up there
to the left.

Hey! Oh!

M.E.'s office scooped up
what was left of March.

HPD's gonna comb the
area and canvas out.

We're not going
to find Karen out here.

Oh, you call me Mr. Negativity?

Danny, March played us.

He led us out here
knowing he was going

to jump in front
of that truck.

Sometimes suicide is impulsive.

Nothing about March
was impulsive.

He was always thinking
two moves ahead.

And the minute
we caught him, the minute,

he decided he was going out
on his own terms.

I guess at that age,

the road kill option is
preferable to dying in prison.

At the same time, he gets
to lead us on a goose chase

before he checks out. Fine.
Exactly.

Hey, Kono, you got me
and Danny. What's up?

I ran a list of
Matt Kapule's aliases,

and I got a hit
on a credit card

he used two days
ago to rent a car.

A red 2012 Altima.

Okay, the car that they
stashed Karen in was red.

Right. So, we compared

the proof-of-life photo
against the factory specs,

and they're the exact
same dimensions.

Okay, that's got
to be our car.

Did we get a plate?

Yeah. HPD has birds in the air
looking for it.

Okay, wait a minute.

That could take days.

We need to narrow
this search grid,

and we can rule out
street parking, too.

I'm pretty sure they wouldn't
want that car getting towed.

Yeah. No, Steve's right.

They're gonna hide the car
some place

where it'll go unnoticed
for a while.

Yeah, someplace people leave
cars for long periods of time.

Try long-term parking.

I'll get HPD calling in
a description

to every long-term
parking structure on the island.

Some log license plates,
some don't.

All right, good. Have them start
on the south end of the island

and work their way up,
all right?

Okay. Why?

Because March dragged us
all the way up here

to the Pali Highway.
I figured he wanted

to lure us as far away
from Karen as possible.

You got it.

Hey.

Anything?
Security camera caught our Altima

entering a parking structure
by the airport.

Is it still there?

No record of it leaving,

but the place
is roughly five acres.

The car could be anywhere

in there.

- A manual search would take hours.
- Yeah, but

our friends over at NORSAT
are redirecting a satellite

over the lot, so if
Karen's still in the car,

they'll pick her up
on thermal imaging.

Guys, I think we have something.

It's a body.

Let's go.

All right, there it is.

She's alive.

Hey. Hey. You hear me?

This is Detective
Danny Williams with Five-O.

We need an ambulance

up here right away.
You'll be okay.

♪ ♪

Doctor says, "If
this is the pencil,

then where's my thermometer?"
Seriously?

You've told me that
joke once a month.

Aloha.

- Hey!
- Oh!

Okay, uh, big guy,
what's with the, uh...

the aviator jacket?
It's 162 degrees.

Just got back
from my helicopter lessons.

Your what?
What?

I'm sorry. Hold on a second.
You're learning to fly?

You know what Hawaii's
top industry is?

Let me give you a hint.

It ain't shrimp.

Okay.

Let me get this straight.

Okay, you think
that tourists

are gonna pay you
to take them up

in a flying death trap?

Mm-hmm.

I'm creating new

revenue streams.

Monetizing my brand.

"Kamekona's.

Come for the shrimp,
stay for the helicopter tour."

Your slogan needs some work.

What do you mean, it needs work?

Linguistically-speaking,
it doesn't flow.

It needs to rhyme.
It can't...

It doesn't need to rhyme.
It does!

- You can't do a jingle.
- Yeah?

- I forgot it already.
- No. You know what?

Hey.

The very first time I laid eyes

on Malia,
was right here on this beach.

I was, uh,

staying here at the Hilton

while my apartment
was getting repainted.

There she was.

She was riding
these little ankle slappers,

and she still managed
to lose her board.

You know, I've actually
done that myself.

I found her
board, of course,

but I told her she
couldn't get it back

until she agreed to go
out to dinner with me.

Nice. Extortion.

It's a good move.
Mm-hmm.

It didn't quite work out,
though.

She told me I could keep it.

And then, about
a week later,

I get a knock on my door
from some surf shop saying

that the board is
actually theirs,

and I owe them five days rental.

That's great.

The player gets played.

Yeah.
Huh?

When she heard the news, um,

she felt pity on me,
and she called me.

Um...

that's...

That's...

You hungry?

Bro, I am starving.

All right, let's go.
McGarrett's buying.

McGarrett never buys.

I know. I just wanted
to hear those words out loud.

Uh-huh.

Come on.

Ah.

Don't do it, Max.

Ha, ha. More jocularity
at my expense.

Excuse me.

Hey. What's up?

Um, I bypassed WITSEC
like you asked.

Where is she?

She's here.

What do you mean, she's here?

Your mother's on Oahu, Steve.

She came back?

No. She had the plane
turn around right after takeoff.

She never even left the island.

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