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Dates all the way back to Ancient Egypt.

Barbers would make house calls to families of nobility.

- Come on. - I'm serious.

They found hieroglyphics in the pyramids

showing pharaohs getting their hair cut.

Okay. And you're carrying the legacy for all barbers?

Exactly.

Why go out when your hair maintenance man can come to you?

Ah.

Truthfully, the whole thing has been liberating.

Not having insurance on the shop turned out to be a blessing.

I'm saving a fortune on rent, electricity, water.

Yeah, right. Low overhead, right? That must be good for profits.

Well, actually, I'm still just barely getting by, go figure.

But, uh, I'm not complaining.

Catching waves, cutting hair. What else does a man need?

- You said it, pal. - All right. Let's take a look.

Voila.

Buddy.

Thank you. It's perfect.

That's what I wanna hear. Anything else I can do for you?

Yes. I didn't just call you down here for a haircut.

I need a favour.

- That's my cue to say goodbye. - Where are you going?

- You haven't even heard what it is yet. - Yeah.

Last time I did you a favour, I opened my shop early,

I spent the rest of my day dodging bullets.

So if you don't mind,

I'd like to leave now with my cash for services rendered

and a generous tip.

And I will see you again when things get unruly upstairs.

Odell, if I had another choice, I wouldn't ask, but I don't.

My friend needs a lawyer.

Right now, you're my only option.

Well, as you can see...

I'm not a lawyer.

Yeah, but you were a lawyer.

You passed the bar when you first moved to the island,

which means technically, you can still practise.

Ha, ha. That was 10 years ago, man.

I only took the bar because I needed a loan to open up my shop,

and my father wouldn't give me the money unless I did.

Just out of curiosity, what's your friend being accused of?

What is it, DUI? B&E?

Murder.

- I'm not interested. - He's innocent.

The public defender, he's ready to throw in the towel.

The guy, he wants to take a plea bargain.

Don't take the deal. Get a better lawyer.

We can't. We tried. No one wants to touch this.

Well, if everybody's saying it's a losing horse,

then, uh, maybe you better step away from the window.

Odell, this guy's a Five-0 asset.

If he says he didn't do it, we believe him.

Unfortunately, we're part of the minority.

He's been in front of this judge before. This guy has it in for him.

He's accelerated the trial.

Till when?

- This Monday. - Heh. That's three days from now.

I know its three days from now.

Who the hell is this guy?

Oh, sorry, this room's taken.

You're gonna have to interrogate this haole somewhere else.

Sang Min, meet Odell Martin...

...your new lawyer.

Seriously, McGarrett?

This is the best you can do, huh? What happened?

- Pizza delivery guy wasn't available? - Hey, Big-Trouble-in-Little-China.

You want my help, ease up on the digs.

Ha, ha. Yeah.

You must be some lawyer, huh?

What, are you going all out for casual Friday?

Are you sure you don't want this guy locked up for life? Because I do.

He grows on you. I promise.

I bet he does, like a bad fungus.

And if this is gonna happen, first thing I'm gonna need to do

is cut whatever that thing is growing off of his head.

You touch my hair, and I'll be going to jail for your murder.

This is gonna work out great.

I can feel it.

Uh-uh. No. Absolutely no way am I representing that cartoon character.

Good luck. You didn't pay me for the haircut.

- Maybe your old man was right. - Hey, do me a favour.

Don't ever bring up my old man, all right?

My bad, sensitive subject, I get that.

Must have been tough on him too, though.

Putting all his hopes and dreams into his son

who would one day follow in his footsteps

and, you know, reside over the family practise.

I know what you're doing.

- Is it working? - It's annoying.

Odell, I know it doesn't seem like it,

but that man in there is innocent of this crime, and I need you.

I'm trying to free myself from the binds of responsibility,

and you wanna put a man's life in my hands.

But if you say no to me, an innocent man goes to prison.

- Come on. - Oh, let me guess.

You couldn't find the elevator. Must be a bitch getting old.

Would you shut up, please? He's taking the case.

And what if I decide I don't want him?

You go to prison for life.

Okay, he can represent me.

- Hey. - Well, your gratitude is appreciated.

- Great. - Okay, look.

We only got three days to prepare,

so we can't afford to waste any more time.

Okay, Perry Mason.

Not.

But I draw the line at cutting my hair.

It took me almost a year to grow it back

after skipping out on Halawa.

- Can I talk to you for a second? - Yeah.

You do know that a defendant who escaped from prison

is probably gonna be somebody that a jury

- finds hard to trust, you know? - Yeah.

That kind of destroys his credibility a bit.

Yes, that's why it's important you make sure it doesn't get brought up in court.

Only way for that to happen is keep him off the stand.

Can you do me a favour and tell him that, please?

Um... Look, if you don't testify,

the jury will only hear facts pertaining to this case.

As far as a court of law is concerned,

any crime you committed in the past has no relevance.

Oh, no, no, no. I have to testify.

- No, you don't. - Yes, I do.

- No, you don't, okay? - No, you don't.

You get on that stand, they're going to attack your character.

Everything you've ever done, ever done, is admissible, okay?

And it's a long, long list.

I didn't shoot that guy,

but there are no witnesses who can back up my story.

The jury has to hear the truth from me.

Hey, it ain't my life on the line. You want on the stand, have at it.

But don't say I didn't warn you, okay?

- We got that cleared up? - Yeah.

Let's start at the beginning.

Tell me exactly what happened, step by step.

Well, it started, uh, last year.

I was lending my services to Five-0.

At that point, the human trafficking game

on the island was up for grabs.

Two guys took it over.

We knew the identity of one of them, James Lam, but the other we did not.

That's why we took Sang Min out of prison again 10 days ago.

Oh, Lam and I go way back, you know,

gave him his first job collecting unpaid debts.

So I set up a face-to-face.

But when I showed up, the guy was lying on the ground

with a bullet in his chest.

What happened next?

Well, let's just say I was caught in a unfavourable position.

Hands up.

Drop your weapon.

Let me get this straight.

We got no witnesses to corroborate your account of what happened.

And we got no leads on tracking down the real killer.

No, just the word of a man who spent the better part of his life

either in jail, or being pursued by the cops.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Piece of cake, right?

Whoa!

This place is money.

- We can stay here till the trial? - Yup.

Oh, that's correct, counsellor.

You know, they don't call it the King Kamehameha Suite for nothing.

We're gonna live like royalty, baby.

All right. So the floor is secured.

- Place is locked down. - Aw...

Every king needs his queen, and here she is.

You know, I didn't realise you cared so much about my safety.

I'm, um, deeply touched.

You know, I'd feel a lot safer if you were by my side until the trial starts.

Okay, I'm glad your lawyer's here,

because I'm gonna hit you, and I want proof that I was provoked.

Oh, you know, give me your best shot, Spicy.

You know, because it's been a long time

since I felt a woman's hands on my body.

- Is he always this creepy? - Yes.

Yeah, pretty much the whole time we've known him. Mm-hm.

Take off your dress so I know you're not wearing a wire.

You know, for the record,

I knew you were a cop.

I just wanted to see you, you know...

naked.

Let me hit him, please.

Hey, yo, McGarrett.

- Hey. - All right.

So the results came back from that sketch artist composite

that the mullet gave us on the shooter.

Photo imaging system says no hits.

Ha, ha. Well, any gangster worth their salt wouldn't be in any system.

You were.

I got hate coming from every direction, huh?

Where's the love? I thought we were 'ohana.

Yeah, Max?

- I'll be right there. I gotta go. - Hope that's room service.

- I'm starving, man. - That's for me.

What's happening?

You're early, for once.

You didn't tell me Five-0 was gonna be here.

Everything all right?

Everything is fine. The guy's got the wrong room. Sorry, pal.

Excuse me.

You're lying.

Okay. I'm lying.

Come on in. This is my friend, Bones. I do his dreads.

He manages my dreads.

Bones is a shaper from the west side.

Why didn't you just say that?

- We gotta tell them. - Tell us what?

Uh, okay.

Bones might not be what you call a legal citizen of the United States.

Let me guess. Your friend here has connections

to the human trafficking world.

Exactly. That's why I called him.

With Bones' street cred, I think he's gonna be able to help us out.

Hey.

Okay.

But if my man comes on-board,

I expect him to have a green card waiting for him when this is all over.

Win or lose.

Is it just me, or does he actually sound like a lawyer?

Oh, it's just you.

A green card?

Green card.

It's a deal.

Deal.

- There you go. - All right, man.

- What did I tell you? - This.

Our victim is approximately 25 years of age.

He was discovered floating off Waikiki Beach this morning.

Cause of death, gunshot wound to the head.

- What's this got to do with Sang Min? - Quite a lot.

The slug I pulled from our victim was a ballistics match

to the gun that was used to murder James Lam.

Which means Lam's competitors killed both men.

If we are to believe Sang Min's account of events, then yes.

Right, but if TOD was before we took Sang Min out of prison,

then that would create reasonable doubt.

Unfortunately, the condition of the body makes it difficult

to determine the precise time of death.

However, I can confirm it was within the last 72 hours.

That's within the time frame of when Sang Min was released.

Yeah, doesn't help our case.

- Who is he? - His name is Carlos Sarte.

His prints showed up in the National ID system

of the Republic of the Philippines.

There were no records of him entering the United States.

He could've been smuggled into the country illegally.

We need to track down his family in the Philippines,

find out who his connections are in Oahu,

and figure out who brought him into this country.

We do that, maybe we can ID our shooter.

Thanks, Max.

Hoo, hoo, hoo!

Aw, where was I?

You were telling me about the time you almost killed Five-0.

Oh, yeah.

Get down.

- Anybody hurt? - I'm good.

Good.

Out of the car right now.

Promise me you will not, under any circumstances,

repeat that story while you're on the stand.

Do you understand me? Not a word.

They instigated it.

What did I just say?

I can't hear. I got bubbles in my ear.

I'm sorry.

We know that you and your brother came into this country illegally.

We need to know who brought you in.

Andrea, this information could help us find out who killed your brother.

Look, we know you're scared,

but anything you could tell us would be helpful.

The man who brought us called two days ago...

asking for more money, or he would report us to Immigration.

Is this the man?

No.

Okay. Can you, uh...?

Can you describe him to us?

He's Korean, I think.

Tattoo on his neck and long black hair.

Is that him?

Yes.

He's the one who called us.

That man killed my brother.

Who is he?

Carlos Sarte.

Our victim's sister just ID'd you for his murder.

She said you brought her and her brother over from the Philippines.

How am I supposed to do that when I've been locked away

- in a cement hole for the past year? - You can relax.

- We believe you. - Someone must've gotten to her,

made sure that she ID'd Sang Min for her brother's murder.

Yeah. The shooter, right?

He knew the bullet that killed Lam would lead us to Sarte.

Look, I'm glad everybody thinks the career criminal is telling the truth,

but we got a bigger problem now.

You just gave the prosecution their star witness.

You know, I could have her in a crate back to the Philippines in seven hours.

What? I thought we were problem solving.

Yeah.

Okay, buddy. Yeah.

Okay. I'll talk to you soon, bye.

That was Danny. He just landed in Jersey.

He and Clara are headed to the bank,

and then Danny's gonna take Matty's money to the FBI.

Hmm.

You think he's right?

That dragging Clara and Danny in was just a ploy to rattle our cage?

Yeah, I do.

I think somebody has us in their sights,

and I got a feeling this is just the beginning.

Yeah. What's wrong with you?

No, I tell you already, I never even talked to that bumba.

No need for get bad mind.

You're the only one, there's nobody else.

Anyway, we talk later.

Miss you too. Yeah.

- Thank you, brother. - Yeah.

Anything else I can do for you, brother?

I mean, I'm driving you around, you're using my damn phone.

You want me to stop by a restaurant and get you some lunch?

That's all right, but I'm not hungry right now.

Maybe later.

All right, Bones.

Now, tell me about this guy we're going to see.

Rory.

Rory have the hookup on bringing people into the island.

See, him, he keep a low profile.

But him hear everything that's going on in the trafficking game.

If you are looking for a major player in that world, him will know who it is.

- Right. - Only one thing, though.

What's that?

Him don't like the popo.

What a shock.

Straight up, just follow my lead, and everything irie.

Oy vey.

Bones.

- What's going on, man? - Yo.

- Been a long time, brother. - Too long, Rory.

Everything irie?

- Can't complain, man. - Nice, nice.

You didn't mention you were bringing someone, man.

This is Walt, man, my boy. He's cool.

Everything irie, man, relax, man.

Me and Bones been doing business a long time.

Me grew up in Jamaica with him father.

Oh, yeah? Where are you from?

What?

Bones, why you not tell me the man gonna give me a quiz when I get here?

- Talk to the man. - Don't cast no suspicion upon me.

Me not like that.

You see, me a 100-percent Jamaican, from the root to the fruit.

And me born in Surrey, just like him father.

Now, come now, man.

No need for get vexed.

Me have pile of money.

You want some of it?

Check it out, Rory.

Remember that deal I was telling you about?

I got some friends in the Ivory Coast.

I'm looking to bring some people stateside.

- It won't be cheap, brother. - Ha, ha.

Well, good thing them people have plenty cash.

All we need someone with your connections

can secure the transportation, make sure them arrive safe.

Just one little detail,

we may have to take a small percentage for we.

Like a piece.

I may know someone who can help you out, man.

- Nice. - I'll hook you guys up with a sit-down.

- That sound good. Sound good. - Cool, man.

That's perfect, man. That's all I need.

- Bones. - Don't get mad at old Bones.

He got more charges than my wife's credit cards.

He'd do anything to get out of them.

That's entrapment, man.

It won't hold up in court. You know it, and I know it.

Oh, you think I'm a cop?

Oh, I'm not a cop.

No, see, uh...

I'm Five-0.

So, what, him fess up?

You better quit popping up like toast in other people's cars.

That's how you get shot.

I just met with Bones' contact.

He ID'd the sketch that Sang Min provided.

The guy's name is Graham Clark. And guess what.

He's bringing in a shipment of clients this afternoon.

Where?

Chin, watch your lines.

- We got people in that container. - Copy.

I got eyes on Graham!

Hey, where the hell is he going?

Buying himself some time.

Chin.

We're gonna get wet.

I'm right with you.

Cover me.

Okay?

Everybody all right?

Come on.

We've got everyone but Graham Clark.

I've got all my men searching, Steve. We'll find him.

Hey, yo, McGarrett.

So this mutt in the ambulance just confirmed that Clark killed James Lam.

Will he testify?

If he comes out of surgery.

Your Honour, ladies and gentlemen of the jury,

the prosecution is going to present...

Objection.

Jerry, it's my opening statement. You can't object.

Oh, sorry.

I just always wanted to do that.

While we're on the subject, I also object.

- To what? - Well, according to the Constitution,

I have the right to be tried by a jury of my peers.

And neither of them are my peers.

That hurts.

I must remind the jury, it is against the rules to interact with the defendant.

Relax, Judge Ito.

My fellow juror was just responding to a character attack.

Hey, where you get those?

- Mini bar. - You can't eat. You're on the jury.

We could be sequestered for days.

It's a mock trial.

Room service.

- Who the hell ordered room service? - That would be me.

And I object to your use of language.

Because this is a place of law.

Order's been cancelled. Mahalo.

A man's life hangs in the balance, okay?

I'm asking just for a couple of hours to work on some things

before going into court on Monday.

So how about we show a little professionalism?

Yeah, you heard my lawyer-barber.

Show some respect.

I'll participate. But only in silent protest.

- Me too. - I appreciate that.

Max, would you please?

The defence may call upon their first witness.

Okay, once is enough with that. Okay. Uh...

Defence calls Officer Kono Kalakaua of the Five-0 Task Force.

All right.

My beautiful sister, do you swear to tell the truth,

the whole truth, and nothing but the sweet truth?

I think you're butchering that, but I'll say yes.

That work for me.

Officer Kalakaua, everybody knows the Five-0 Task Force

has had run-ins in the past with my client.

- You could say that. - Yet even with your history,

you stand here today in defence of my client,

believing him innocent of the crime.

- Is that correct? - Yes, it is.

Well, that is quite the turnaround, no? I mean, you did arrest him.

People change, counsellor.

And I can honestly say, in all my time on the Five-0 Task Force,

no one has changed more than Sang Min.

That might be true.

But these photos are mug shots

taken of Sang Min for crimes committed

during his illustrious career as a criminal.

It looks like an evolutional chart, only it's going the other way.

Do you recall what offence you committed

when this mug shot was taken?

Why don't you tell me, Paco?

I'd be happy to.

It's from your early years as a criminal mastermind,

when you and James Lam were arrested for extortion.

Only, Lam never went to prison,

and you did for a whole year.

That, my friends, is motive.

Whoa, take it easy, Matlock.

Yeah, I hated him, but I wouldn't kill him.

You know, death just ain't my bag, baby.

Well, if James Lam were here today, I'm guessing he'd disagree with you.

Well, seeing as he's dead, I guess we'll never know, huh?

How very convenient.

The prosecution rests.

McGarrett should have called Saul.

Maybe we should take the deal.

Thank God. Please tell me Clark's guy pulled through

and he's willing to testify.

He died in surgery.

Well, what about Clark? Can we find him?

I don't know. He's in the wind.

It's up to you, brother.

Time for you to shine.

What are you doing?

Odell, the judge just put you on the clock.

You got, like, four minutes to get in there.

I don't need any more pressure, McGarrett.

- I'm panicked enough as it is. - What are you panicked about?

- You got this. You're gonna be fine. - Yeah, well, I'm glad you think so.

What are you talking about?

Look, I promised myself I would never be like my old man.

And now you're asking me to just break that promise.

Okay.

Sorry.

You know, it's funny, my, uh...

My dad and I didn't talk for a long time.

Years and years.

I regret that time in my life

more than pretty much anything that's ever happened.

I don't know what's going on between you and your dad, Odell.

It's not my business, but...

Whatever it is, you gotta resolve it, or you gotta let it go.

Because right now?

Right now, there's a courtroom full of people in there

and an innocent guy waiting for you, so, what do you wanna do?

Come, come bring us knowledge and wisdom from above.

- But you only said half the prayer. - I only know half of it.

It's better than nothing.

Better late than never, counsellor.

Tell you what, you win this case, I'll let you cut my hair.

My client, Sang Min Su, is innocent.

He did not kill James Lam.

No.

He was acting as a confidential informant

for the Five-0 task force

when the, uh, incident in question occurred.

Now, we all know the Five-0

and we know all the hard work they do

protecting this great island of Oahu.

Their investigation into human trafficking

led them to James Lam,

and they needed Sang Min Su's help to bring him to justice.

Sang Min was more than willing to help.

He didn't waver.

He didn't... He didn't worry about his own safety.

He just said yes.

He just said yes.

Most people would call that heroic.

Thank you.

Not bad for a barber.

And you're 100-percent certain

Sang Min Su fired the murder weapon?

Our crime lab technicians

conducted a gunshot residue test on scene.

The result was positive.

The slug that was pulled from James Lam matched the gun

that Sang Min was in possession of at the crime scene.

Was Sang Min Su wearing a wire?

No.

It was too risky, we needed to give him some space to protect his cover.

Which means you didn't have eyes on him at all times.

So then, you have no proof Sang Min Su didn't kill James Lam.

- No, but... - No further questions, commander.

The prosecution rests.

Counsellor Martin?

- Counsellor Martin? - Yes, yes.

You may call your first witness.

Ahem, uh...

Yeah. Defence calls Sang Min Su.

Aloha, judge.

Sang Min, you're the only person in this courtroom

that knows the truth about James Lam's murder.

Yeah. That's right.

Okay, well, that would explain

why you were holding the murder weapon

when H.P.D. arrived, and why you tested positive for GSR.

That's the fact, Jack.

Your Honour, defence would like to present exhibits A and B to the jury.

- Proceed. - Thank you.

Sorry. Uh...

These...

These photographs are of the shell casings

found at the crime scene.

One is near the body, as you see.

But the other was found by the inventory of the warehouse.

That's where Sang Min said he encountered the shooter.

So the locations of these shell casings corroborate his story.

Objection.

Counsellor is speculating.

Your objection was more convincing, bruddah.

Shh. Sustained.

Um...

Can you tell us the name of the man you fought with at the crime scene?

Graham Clark.

Your Honour, I'd like to show the jury exhibit C.

- Proceed. - Thank you.

Okay.

This is a mug shot of Graham Clark,

who is a suspected human trafficker.

Is this the man you fought with?

Yeah, that's him.

Your Honour, I object.

Mr Clark's not on trial here, Sang Min Su is.

Sustained.

I... withdraw the question.

Do you wear prescription glasses?

- Huh? - Do you wear prescription glasses?

- Glasses? - Eyeglasses, do you wear them?

Well, I'm the perfect package, brother.

No imperfections here, huh?

Yeah, well, maybe you're not so perfect.

Do me a favour.

Read the Hawaiian State seal right over there.

Don't look at me. Read the seal.

Go ahead, read it.

- You can't read it, can you? - No, I can't.

Huh?

Now, why don't we, you know, get back

to the regular scheduled programme, huh, judge?

- Have you suffered a head trauma? - Does this head look trauma to you?

Sang Min, isn't it true that Lieutenant Chin Ho Kelly

of the Five-0 task force

hit you across the face with an ash tray

- the first time he met you? - I don't remember.

Judge, please instruct my client to answer the question.

The witness will answer the question.

Yes.

Lieutenant Kelly hit me.

But to be fair, ehh, I probably deserved it.

I wanna sue you for entrapment.

And when I'm done collecting,

I'm gonna find that little hottie you sent in here,

and this time, I'm gonna be less of a gentleman.

I have no further questions for the witness, Your Honour.

McGarrett, your man is leaking oil.

- He's doing something. Hang on. - Hey.

I need you to do something.

Uh...

Defence calls Dr Max Bergman once again to the stand.

The bullet that struck Mr Lam hit centre mass

and there was no starring around the entry wound,

which would suggest that the shot that killed Mr Lam

was fired at a distance.

Okay. And now, in your expert medical opinion,

is it possible to suffer long-term vision problems

after sustaining a head trauma like the one my client received

at the hands of Lieutenant Kelly?

In my expert medical opinion,

blunt ocular trauma is known to cause myopia,

which in layman's term is near-sightedness.

Near-sightedness.

Officer Kalakaua, is it true that you're an expert in marksmanship?

- Yes. - Okay.

The murder weapon used was a Beretta model 86 Cheetah.22.

Now, how accurate would you say that gun is?

The Beretta model 86 has a short barrel,

which means if fired at a distance, it's highly unreliable.

Highly unreliable at a distance.

So, what would you say the probability is

that a man with poor eyesight, who hasn't fired a gun in over a year,

could shoot a man dead-centre mass with a Beretta model 86

from 60 feet away in a dark environment?

I'd say it's nearly impossible.

All right.

It is mandatory for every inmate to receive a physical exam

before entering a prison in the United States.

I pulled Sang Min's records from Halawa.

He did a short stint in 2008, at which time, his eyesight was 20/20.

However, his most recent exam, earlier this year,

showed his eyesight to be 20/100.

Apparently, Mr Su was offered spectacles at the time,

which he declined.

With my client's poor vision,

there is no way he could have fired the shot that killed James Lam.

Thank you, commander.

You're welcome, counsellor.

My client has a chequered past,

littered with bad decisions.

But this case isn't about the past.

This case is about the here and now.

And the truth regarding the here and now is this.

There's no way anyone can say beyond a reasonable doubt

that my client is guilty.

And if you believe the word of the Five-0 task force

that the true killer is still out there, well,

then you cannot, in good conscience,

convict an innocent man.

Mahalo.

Madam Foreman, has the jury reached a verdict?

We, the jury, find the defendant not guilty on all charges.

There you go.

Oh, I'm back, baby.

Hey, uh, I thought you weren't a lawyer.

Piece of cake, right?

Piece of cake.

Hey, Pop.

It's me.

It's Odell.

Yeah, yeah, I know, it's been a while.

You got some time?

I was thinking that maybe we could talk.

Was that the last pair in the shop?

Hey, what do you know about fashion?

Your face is on your t-shirt.

- Ha, ha. - Makes an excellent point.

And, you know what, I think it makes you look smart.

- Uh-oh. - Ah.

Smart's as good as sexy.

I knew you'd come around, Spicy.

- The ladies always do. - Yup.

Told you.

- Aloha. - Hey, howzit.

- Hey. - All right.

Time to make good on your deal, buddy.

Oh, no, no, no. I was only kidding.

You know, the prospect of going away for the rest of my life,

clouded my judgement.

Sorry. A promise is a promise.

Seriously, guys?

- I thought we were 'ohana. - Oh, we are.

- Hold still. I don't want you to get hurt. - Do it.

Spicy, help me.