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in pursuit of silver Camaro

heading east on Pokukaina.

Suspect now heading north
on Coral Street.

Requesting backup.

All available units requested
for immediate assistance.

Kono, give me your phone.

This is a burner, all right?
Keep it on you.

Lay low. We're gonna
straighten this out.

We're gonna find you as soon
as we can. You got it?

Okay.

♪ - Hawaii Five-O 3x24 ♪ Aloha.
- Malama Pono Original Air Date on May 20, 2013

== sync, corrected by elderman ==

♪

Everybody stand down!

Where's Kono?

No idea.

Steve, she was seen
getting inside your car

outside the Palace.

Pop the trunk.

I know you want to protect her,
but Kono's wanted

for questioning in the murder
of Victor Asanuma.

I got to bring her in.
Duke, come on.

You really think she had
anything to do with that?

The Crime Lab matched
the ballistics to her gun.

How do you explain that?

Michael Noshimuri used her gun
to pull off the murder.

He set her up.

Victor Asanuma was
the star witness

in Michael's manslaughter trial.

Duke, you and I both know he's
the one who pulled the trigger.

That may be true, Steve,

but Kono's in a relationship
with Adam Noshimuri.

His father was
a Yakuza boss for 30 years.

The prosecuting attorney
thinks maybe she did

her boyfriend's brother a solid
by taking care of his problem.

Duke, you tell
the prosecuting attorney

we'll deliver him the real
killer; we just need some time.

I hope you know
what you're doing, Steve.

You know what you're doing,
right?

McGarrett.

HPD is all over me
about Kono.

Well, you tell them you don't
know anything, all right?

Like they'd believe me.

Oh, listen to me.

We just got to keep
our stories consistent, okay?

That's all.

Just tell me
about this plane.

Hickam picked up an
unidentified aircraft.

F-22s were scrambled, but
before they could intercept it,

the plane landed here.

No markings, no logos,
just a tail number.

No. It's not registered
with the FAA either.

So we don't know
who flew the plane

or where it was
coming from.

All we got
are bodies.

We have five dead.

Three were killed
by sharp-force trauma--

either stabbed
or their throats were slit.

The two others
were shot.

Whoever killed these guys
also landed this plane.

Know anything else
about the victims?

No cell phones
or wallets on them.

I'm thinking our suspect must
have taken them off the bodies.

Also three of our vics
have empty holsters.

Seem odd to anyone?

Not if it was
a rendition flight.

What makes
you think that?

Plane's unregistered, right?

There's no flight recorder
in the cockpit.

I'm thinking these five guys
were government agents,

the killer is
their rendition suspect--

somebody resourceful enough

to be able to kill five feds,
then land a jet.

That's one serious

national security threat.

Yeah, and now he's loose
on the island.

Steve, so I ran

your victims through
the National Security database.

There ID's as GS8's

through the Department
of Agriculture.

That's got to be a CIA cover.

What about the plane's
registration number?

The tail number's registered

to a Webster-Cole Leasing
out of Wilmington, Delaware.

It's an executive
transpo company.

Word is is that
it's a CIA front company

and the feds are using it
to transfer ghost detainees

to black sites
for interrogations.

Apparently, it was en route
from Brisbane to Cuba.

I've got nothing yet
on the prisoner

that they're renditioning.

You get anything off
the bloody prints we found

on the plane's steering wheel?
Yoke.

What?
It's called a yoke.

The yoke.

Yeah, I ran them,
but there were no matches

in any of our print databases.

Well, of course there wasn't.

The CIA doesn't
want him to exist.

Good. All we got to do
is find an anonymous

maniac who butchered five people
from getting off the island.

Hey, listen, I got to run,
but, um, I-I'll be here

if you need anything, okay?

All right.
Hey, you!

Hey. I was just
coming to find you.

What are you doing
here in Hawaii?

I am done.

Like, done done?

Yep. In a few weeks, this
thing goes in the closet.

I'm through collecting
a government check.

Wow.

So what's the next chapter
in the life of Billy Harrington?

How about I tell you
over dinner?

I'm seeing someone.

McGarrett.

In Amsterdam, you
told me that was over.

It was.

And what happened
between you and me was real.

And I'll never regret Amsterdam

or working
together in Kabul,

but it's been five years, Billy.

Things change.

Well...

if things change again, I'll
be staying at the Ilikai.

It was good to see you.

You, too.

Commander,
my name is Luis Braga.

I run the Latin American
counterterrorism desk

here at Langley.

Why is Lieutenant Rollins
asking questions

about a flight
that doesn't exist?

Your nonexistent flight
just landed in Hawaii

with five dead aboard.

What?!

You didn't know?

We were transferring

a high-value target
on that flight.

We keep communications
to a minimum for security.

Just a suggestion:

maybe you ought
to pay closer attention,

'cause your high-value target
is now in the wind.

Mr. Braga, we can help you, but
you have to come clean with us.

Who is the prisoner?

Rafael Salgado.

What do we know about him?

Ever heard of NLM?

National Liberation Movement--

Latin American
terrorist organization.

Salgado's got ten years in.

He was picked up brokering

an arms deal in Australia
because we think

he has knowledge
about an upcoming attack.

An attack? Where?

Our intel suggests
it's domestic,

on American soil,
and it's going down soon.

Okay, what do you want us to do?

I'm sending an action team
to Hawaii as we speak,

but for now,
I need you to carry the ball.

But remember,
we need Salgado alive.

It's the only way
we'll stop that attack.

Whose house?

My family owns it
through a holding company.

Who else knows that?

Just family.

Thanks for picking
this up.

Ooh.

Kono, you should still
be in the hospital.

It's not really an option.

HPD's looking for me.

They think I killed
Victor Asanuma.

Why do they think
you're involved?

'Cause we found
his remains in a barrel

in a dockside warehouse.

Single tap to the head.

Crime Lab tested the bullet,
and it was fired from my gun.

What?

How?

Your brother.

After he got out of prison,

we were under the same roof
for a couple of nights.

He must have taken my gun

and then returned it
to my holster.

Did you know
he was gonna do that to me?

Do you actually think I'd
let him do that to you?

I don't know
what to think.

You haven't exactly been
transparent with me lately.

Hey, if anyone should be

questioning loyalty
here, it's me.

You used my phone
to spy on me.

Adam, I want to believe you.

From the beginning,
you said

you want out
of the family business,

But from everything I'm seeing,

you've taken over
from your father as the Oyabun.

Kono, I told you...

everything I'm doing
is to protect us.

Michael's putting
together an army

to fight me for control
of our enterprises.

I need our partners to
think I'm still in charge.

I thought you were trying
to legitimize the business.

I am. Kono, I
promise you, I am.

But it's not
that simple.

My father's allies stand
to lose a lot of money,

so I need to make those moves
very quietly.

If they see
me as weak,

I'm dead.

I'll call you back.
What do you got?

Pulled the cell phone records
of our dead CIA operatives.

One of the phones was used
right after the plane landed.

Tried to ping it, but it
looks like it was turned off

right after the
calls were made.

Made to where?

Five-O!

Hey!

Who are you?

Five-O.

Rafael Salgado--
where is he?

Who?

Rafael Salgado.

That's... that's Pedro.

Pedro?

Yeah, that's Pedro Silva.

How do you know him?

He's my son's father, but
but I haven't seen him in years.

We know he called you twice
in the last hour.

No. I-I received some calls,
but they were hang-ups.

He called to see
if she was home.

Where's your boy?

Excuse me?
Your son. Where is he?

Jack's upstairs.
He's playing in his room.

Oh, my God.
Where is he?

Where's Jack?

Where's my son?

How long were
you two together?

Um...

just my sophomore year.

We were... both studying
literature in Peru.

Pedro was very political.

I didn't realize
how radical he was

until he was implicated
in a bombing on campus.

Two people were killed,

and I was pregnant
with his baby.

So then you came here.

I got as far away as I could.
I didn't...

I didn't want my child

to be associated
with a murderer.

Jack...

Jack is all that I've got.

Just get
my son back, please.

Hey.

Something's not adding up here.

I mean, clearly, Salgado knew
about his son the whole time.

So why show up now, when
the feds are after him?

APB is out.

TSA's been alerted.

All right,
so we got a terrorist

who's on the run
with a little kid.

He's got limited resources,
and he's smart enough

not to contact
any of his known associates

'cause he knows
that we'll be monitoring.

Well, then who does Salgado
reach out to for help?

No idea.

But I think
I know someone who might.

You look tired, Steve.

Something keeping you
up at night?

A loss of nerve, perhaps?

I sleep fine.

You know this man?

Should I?

He's an NLM terrorist.

His name is Rafael Salgado.

I'm familiar
with the NLM.

They claim to be
ideologically driven,

but I think they're just a
bunch of thugs and peasants.

This morning, Salgado killed
five men and kidnapped his son.

I can't imagine what he has
planned for the afternoon.

How do I find him?

What makes you think
I can answer that?

A high-value target like this
won't last long on his own.

He needs friends--

the kind of relationships
you used to cultivate.

So if you were him,
who would you go to for help?

You've come here
to ask about a case?

Is that all you want
to talk about?

I'm giving you the chance
to save a little boy's life.

And what's in it for me?

The exercise yard.

15 minutes a day.

You'll get to see
the sun again.

I burn easily.

Okay.

Let's go at this
another angle.

You help me...

or I discontinue
your pain medication.

What's next?

No dessert?

There's a gentleman named
Arturo Casey in Waikiki.

He controls an international
investment company

called Outrigger Securities.

Makes most of his money
off the books.

Doing what?

He traffics in
arms, explosives,

chemical weapons,
identity papers.

Very resourceful, I'm told.

Hey, that's funny,

you're the second McGarrett
we've had here in 48 hours.

What do you mean,
second McGarrett?

Doris McGarrett.
You two related?

She came in
yesterday morning.

People who worked
for my father

used this place
as a supply depot.

If there's pro my brother
killed Victor Asanuma,

it's going to be
in here somewhere.

Adam.

You got something?

Get out of sight.

Hey.

Brother?

What are you doing here?

I need a gun. I got heat.

How much heat?

A lot.

Cops are asking questions
about those bodies

they dug up.

Even Kono doesn't trust me.

She cloned my damn phone.

I need to protect myself.

You got something?

If you needed a piece, you
should've come directly to me.

That's what I'm doing here.

S & W J-Frame.

Reliable as a rooster
in the morning.

Clean, too.

What are you doing?

Give me the gun.

It's only a five-shot,
so make sure

you're close enough
to make each one count.

Something wrong?

I told you.

No.

Something else?

Why?

Should there be?

I was just asking.

Thanks, brother.

Appreciate it.

Hey.

You okay?

Yeah.

What was Michael doing in there?

After you left,
he searched the van.

I think he was
looking for these.

Michael must have
left them there.

Is that blood?

Yeah, and dirt.

If we can match
the blood to Asanuma

and the dirt
to the body dump,

that might be enough
to take the heat off of me.

And help prove Michael
pulled the trigger.

I'm sorry, Adam.

Everyone's looking
for you, Kono.

That's why I called you.

I need a favor.

What kind of favor?

I need you
to run these for DNA.

I'm fighting
for my life, Charlie.

Evidence on these gloves
could put me in the clear.

All right.

Thanks.

I don't know
who the hell you think you are,

but you just can't
walk into my office

and arrest me for no reason.

I'll have your badge,
you hear me?

Okay, Mr. Casey,
here's the thing:

usually I'd dance with you
for a while in here,

but I don't have
any time today, okay?

So do me a favor, tell me,

Rafael Salgado--
where is he?

Never heard of him.
How would I know?

Because, despite
the expensive suit

and the nice watch,
you're just the type of

morally bankrupt
low-life scumbag

who would give him a car,
some cash and a fake I.D., okay?

So you've got
one minute exactly

to tell me everything you know.

And what happens if
I decide not to cooperate?

Well, it's simple.
I'm gonna let you go.

Beautiful.

We're on the same page.

Not quite.

Right after
I let you go,

I'm gonna spread the word
that you were in here,

cooperating with Five-O.

And when I tell them

that you were squealing like
a pig to save your own skin,

every animal
you've ever helped

is gonna start crawling
out of the woodwork.

And they've gonna come back
and put a bullet in you,

your wife and your two kids.

Did you just
threaten my family?

30 seconds.

You'd have me killed?

This is ridiculous.

20 seconds.

I've got rights!

The Supreme Court says
you do not have rights

when you provide
material support

for a foreign terrorist network.

But I'm really glad
you're paying attention,

'cause you have seven seconds.

Time's up.

Wait.

Danny! Hey.

Listen, Casey said
Salgado is driving

a black 2010 Escalade, okay?

Plate number is
Alpha-Zulu-two-five-three-one.

All right?
Okay.

Alert HPD,
and call Catherine after that,

see if she can
locate it via satellite.

Okay, whoa,
whoa, whoa.

Wo Fat just gives you
this guy, Arturo Casey--

I mean, what if
he's playing you?

He's not playing me.

Listen, now that
he's behind bars,

he's scared that Casey's
gonna poach his turf.

That's why he gave him up
in the first place.

This is not about
him helping us,

it's about him helping himself.

Steve.

Just got your message.

What's so important?

My office.

Now.

Okay.

You went to see Wo Fat.

Why would you do that?

Answer my question!

Don't yell at me, please, Steve.
No, no.

Don't give me the hurt
feelings thing, Mom, okay?

Because "A," I don't buy it,
and "B," I don't care.

Tell me right now: what
could you possibly have

to say to that man?

Okay.

I just wanted
to look the man in the eye

who orchestrated
your dad's murder.

Changed the course
of your life, Steve.

It all started with me.

If I hadn't killed
Wo Fat's father, then...

everything would be different.

I got to say,
for a former spy, you're, uh...

you're not very good
at this at all.

What?

Lying, Mom.

I pulled the
surveillance video

from the prison.

The audio was
scrambled purposefully,

and your back was
conveniently to the camera.

Just tell me one thing.

How'd you get the scrambling
device past the guards?

I can't work that one out.

You know,
if we're gonna

be in each other's lives, Steve,

you're gonna have
to learn to trust me.

You have literally never
given me the whole truth.

Ever in my life.

And you want me
to trust you?

The night Wo Fat

came after you, you told me

that you two struggled
over the gun and he got away.

That was another lie.

I know for a fact that you
let him go that night, Doris.

Now, why don't you
tell me right now

why you would do
something like that.

Why don't you tell me
right now who he is to you!

Okay, okay...

Hey... hey, we got
a fix on Salgado's car.

Catherine's gonna put
a satellite on it.

Okay, thanks.
To be continued.

Okay.

All right, I've got
your black Suburban heading

westbound on Harding.

Left on Waialae,
right on Palolo.

Where's he going, Cath?

Somewhere up the Ridge.

There's only
one road in and out.

Get me a roadblock
on Palolo and Kiwila.

Hey!

Get out of the car!

Out!

On your knees, hands
behind your head.

Interlock your fingers.

Where's the boy?

Where's Jack?

Get up.

Where is he?

Huh?

They took him.

Mi hijo.
They took my boy.

We know about the phone calls
to Lyla, to see if she was home

so you could grab your son.
No.

You're lying.
I'm not lying.

I didn't take Jack.

Okay, well, here's the part
I don't get.

Could've hijacked
that plane

to a non-extradition country.

Why would you come here
and risk getting caught

just to go and kidnap
a son you never met?

Because I didn't come
to kidnap him.

I came here to protect him.

Protect him from who?

From the NLM.

They knew the CIA picked
you up in Australia,

and they went after
your kid, didn't they?

I was too late.

They got to him first.

Makes sense.

Kidnapping is
a tactic consistent

with NLM security measures.

If an operative is captured,
a hit squad is sent

to secure his family
as collateral.

So they're holding Salgado's son
right now to make sure

he does not divulge
the target of their attack.

The priority is
extracting information.

Keep Salgado detained.

My team is on ground
and will be there

any minute to interrogate him.

Okay, but he's not gonna
give you anything

if he knows it means
his son is going to die.

My men can be very persuasive.

With all due respect, sir, I
agree with Detective Williams.

The best way to get Salgado
to talk and to talk quickly

is to convince him we
can get his son back.

Commander, I don't know
what it is you have in mind,

but it's not happening.

I'm not taking any chances
with thousands

of lives at stake, even if it
means Salgado's son has to die.

I'm sorry?

Is that perfectly clear,
gentlemen?

Yeah, it's perfectly clear--
connection's no good.

Did you just hang
up on the CIA?

No, no, I, uh, hung up
on a schmuck.

A gigantic schmuck.

All right, we're out of time.

So listen carefully.

You killed
five CIA operatives.

You murdered
hundreds of civilians.

The only choice you have
left now is whether or not

you want your son's blood
on your hands, too.

All right, you want
a chance at being a father,

here's your shot.
You give us the target,

we get your son back--
that is my offer.

Why should I trust you?

You should trust us 'cause
you don't have a choice, okay?

Clearly this kid
means something to you, so...

What time is it?

It's 3:27.

I was on the way to meet
the men who took my son

when you picked me up.

All right, what'd they want?

My life in exchange for his.

You believe them?

That is the way we operate.

Okay, when's the meet?

4:00. A farm in Kaneohe.

If I'm a minute late,
they'll put a bullet in my boy.

We can get to Kaneohe
in less than 30 minutes,

but you have got
to give us something.

What is the target?

What's the target?!

San Francisco.

San Francisco? What...

Where-where in
San Francisco?

Trust goes both ways, yeah?

I'll tell you that
once my son is free.

Catherine, get word out to the
authorities in San Francisco.

Tell them the NLM are
planning an attack.

Braga's people just
pulled up outside.

Okay, they're gonna
make us hand him over.

No. If you hand me over now,
hundreds of people will die,

not just my son.

We have a deal;
you made a promise.

Let's go.

They got
the parking lot covered!

Out of the car.

Out of the car, let's go!

Five-O. We need your car, buddy.
Let's go.

It's Fong.

Hey, Charlie, tell me
you got something.

I processed those gloves

you gave me
and found two sets of DNA.

On the outside,
I got a donor match

to our victim Victor Asanuma.

And the DNA on the inside
came back to Michael Noshimuri.

Looks like we found our killer.

Okay, Charlie, I need you
to get that evidence

to McGarrett right away.

Copy that.

And Charlie?

Yeah, Kono?

You're a good friend.

Mahalo.

How did you get in here?

I think those belong to me.

You need to leave. Now!

Or I'm calling security.

Hang up.

Where's my son?

You are two minutes late.

I'm not exactly familiar
with this place.

Or maybe you decided
to make a stop

and talk to the cops?

I did what you asked.

I'm here.

Now let my son go.

Not in front
of my boy.

Please.

The deal was my life

for his.

We lied.

No!

No, no, no, no, no.

Come on.

Stay with me.

The target in San
Francisco-- where is it?

What is the target?

What is the target?

Listen to me.

This man cannot die.

You understand me?

He cannot die.

Steve!

Max, what are you doing here?

Someone broke into the Crime
Lab; Charlie Fong was stabbed.

What?

It's bad, Steve; they don't know

if he's gonna make it.

We're trying to
stabilize your prisoner,

but he's demanding to talk
to Commander McGarrett.

Excuse me, excuse me.

I got the target.

Hey, go, hide.

Kono?

Get away from her!

Thank you for
finding these.

Where did you get those?

She asked you
a question, Michael.

Your girlfriend
tried to burn me.

And you let her.

You started this, Michael,

when you stole her gun to kill
the man that put you in jail.

He had to go.
And so does she.

I was only trying
to save your life.

How does putting her away
for murder save my life?

You've had a target
on your back

ever since you crawled
in bed with her.

And all I've done is
try to protect you.

Not anymore.

It stops now.

Tonight she dies...

...I take over
the business,

and you're on your own.

No! No!

No!

Adam!

Brah.

Department of Homeland Security,
acting on information obtained

during an investigation,
thwarted an attack

at Fisherman's Wharf tonight.

The attack was planned
for 8:00 p.m.,

taking advantage of the peak
dinner-hour crowd.

Mommy!

Thank you.

How's Fong?

He's in surgery.

It's still too early to tell.

It's all my fault.

He's strong, Kono;
he'll pull through.

Where's Adam?

You need to leave. Now.

Adam...

the guys who work
for your brother

are gonna want payback.

Ready?
Ready.

Okay, guys, we're all good.

Once we get to Shanghai,
I'll take you inland.

And don't worry,

nobody's ever gonna find you.

How long?

As long as it takes

to put all your enemies
behind bars.

I'm going with you.

Kono, you can't
go with him, okay?

We just cleared your name.

Guy's about to go on the lam.
It's not good.

I'm not leaving Adam.

Okay, Kono,
you can't be serious.

You're not actually
considering this, right?

Steve, don't stop her.

Follow your heart.

I'll take good care of her.

I know you will.

It's not forever.

Okay.
Okay?

I'll take that as a promise?

Promise.

Thank you.

Okay.

I'm seriously gonna
miss you, sista.

Ditto.

Take care of these
boys for me.

Be seeing you.

Can I go
with you guys, huh?

That, I support.
I support that.

Mom, I-- can I talk to you for a sec?
Yeah.

I mean, he's just gonna end up
getting himself shot,

so I figure I got to stick
around for that, eh?

You'd miss him in a week.

I don't think so.

Why are you doing this?

I get to help people
you care about.

It's the least I could do.

That's not what I'm talking
about, okay? Listen to me.

You don't have to go with them,
all right?

You make a phone call,
get them squared away.

You don't have
to get on the boat.

Yeah, but a phone call isn't
gonna make people disappear.

And besides, my sources
will only deal with me.

Soon as I get them situated,
I'll be back.

Okay? To be continued.

Yeah, to be continued.

Okay?
Yeah.

I'll miss you.

I'll miss you.

Sometimes I wonder how different
things would have been

if you hadn't blown out
your knee.

Cousin, I don't even know
what life would be like

if I wasn't cop.

I love you, cuz.

Aloha.

Malama Pono.

Time to go.

Okay.

Okay.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

Leilani.

Hi. It's, uh,
Chin Ho Kelly calling.

Look, I know it's been a while.

Yes, well, in my defense,

you did say to call
when I was ready.

Yeah.

Um, listen,

I, uh, I can't promise anything
as exciting as a prison riot,

but, um,
if you're still up for it,

I'd love to take you
on a second date.

Um, great.

I don't know
what I was thinking.

Thank you for coming,
Commander.

Don't flatter yourself.

I was coming even
if you hadn't asked.

Yes.

You want to know why
your mother paid me a visit.

I can answer that.

But first, you're going to do
something for me.

And what's that?

You're going to get me
out of here.

Oh.

Is that so?
Is that right?

You set me up?

Yes, but not in the way
you think.

They're not here
to break me out.

They're here to kill me.

And you're the only one
who can protect me from them.

From who?

Who are "they"?

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